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?

After Clinton’s first cold lessons in the ravine with his teacher, Vaelin Duskwhisper, while he had a rest to recover from the exertion, Garrick finally brought up a new conversation. 


They couldn’t escape it, it was a conversation that they would have now or later. So, the human mercenary brought it up now. 


With a calm and even look on his face, he looked at them. “How do we move on from here?” 


The Elven assassin and undead skeleton looked up at him. 


Vaelin answered. “What do you mean?” 


Garrick looked at him. “This Orcish tribe”. He paused for a few moments, taking a dark look at the top of the ravine. “Obviously, we can’t go that way. We don’t have what it takes to beat that guy, and we won’t have it in a long time”. 


“And staying in one place is not an option either. Staying in one location in a realm we know so little about is a recipe for disaster”. 


Garrick took a deep breath. “So, the only way to go is forward”. 


War realm [5]