Great

Clinton ran, Clinton won the race, Clinton kissed a girl, Clinton died.
What a truly miserable way to die.
Clinton woke up to see himself before an angel.
“You are now before judgement”.
“For being an arrogant prick, a womanizer who slept without remorse with your mate’s girlfriends, and for 999+ other sins that you have committed, you have been sentenced to life outside hell”.
“You have been sentenced to lifetime imprisonment in Planet #2122 as a low-tier undead in a Dungeon”.
And so, Clinton’s fate was sealed in the most miserable way possible.
Beep!
{You have unlocked reincarnation curse: Miserable Undead System!}
‘Oh boy!’

Death of an Arrogant Prick; I Reincarnated as a Skeleton?

The fight continued, brutal and relentless as everything exploded in a hurricane of steel led by the Elf and Human. 


Loud booming sounds reverberated from inside Clinton’s bastion, the walls of the bastion struggling to resist the force of impact of the brutal battle. 


Clinton used every trick in his book, every card in his arsenal. 


He wove between shadows, utilizing his inhuman agility, but Vaelin matched him step for step, anticipating his movements with a frightening success rate. 


He tried to counterattack, but Garrick’s sheer physicality kept him on the defensive, each strike of that monstrous greatsword forcing him to retreat. 


Clinton was under pressure, all his bones groaning under the pressure. 


‘Can’t they just leave me alone?’ 


‘I-if only my Vampire passive skill was active…, but I need to kill first’. 


His red ember eyes gleamed, filled with desperation. 


The Monster Domain [17]