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Born into darkness, Lucius is marked by an infernal curse—the Mark of the Abyss. This unholy sigil endows him with powers that defy mortal comprehension, yet seals his fate: servitude, rejection, and a grim demise. 

Embark on a journey with Lucius as he unravels the hidden truth behind the Marks, battles to carve out a destiny of his own, and strikes back against the cruel fate imposed upon him. 

In a world that shuns him for his cursed existence, Lucius will forge unlikely alliances to challenge those who scorn him. He is driven by a relentless desire to claim a place for himself and his loved ones, no matter the cost. 

Prepared to plunge into the darkest depths of depravity, Lucius is poised on the brink of a harrowing journey. The ultimate enigma remains: what awaits him in the abyss of his ambitions?

Content Warning: 
-Dark Fantasy and Themes
-Includes R18 Content
- gore
- death
-this book is a writing project some grammar and techniques are amateur because this book is written as a stream of consciousness and the writing style and techniques evolve and change in some places

Marked Ones: Advent of the Demon Prince

Natali grimaced as she rung out a cloth. Dripping from it was a disgusting blend of water and undead gore. Each and every floor had cast that crimson moon since the first one. Berk had promised them that it was an uncommon occurrence, but recent experiences showed otherwise.

Lucius stood watch over the group as the clouds covered the moon overhead. They finished yet another horde of undead and were taking a moment to rest under his ever-watchful gaze. The man's shining eyes glinted with ferocity as he scanned the open plains for signs of anything untoward.

Mar'Eeyen's voice distracted her from her admiration, earning the large woman a murderous gaze. "What?"

Undead Plains [Pt 3]