Demon of the altar

In his previous life, Slazar was nothing more than a hired killer a human beast who sold his soul to the highest bidder. He cared for nothing but money and blood, drifting between murder and destruction without feeling a single real emotion. He was hollow. Empty. Until one moment changed everything.



After dying in a dark alley, he found himself in a strange place eated upon a throne of corpses, in a land called Nargon* a desolate continent where kings had perished, and the sun had been swallowed whole. Everything there was distorted—humans resembled monsters, and monsters ruled like The gods. No laws. No mercy. Only one principle governed all: The Rules of the Slaughter.