Capítulo 240: Picking up the Pieces
'Doevm, remember.' A harsh voice echoed in Cerlius's mind. A fragment of his memory returned, one which bared a hatred so pure and immutable that his mind retracted from reality. He sunk deep within a sea of boiling blood.
The air left his lungs as he cursed the world. Those people. Those hypocritic, backstabbing, false-righteous excuses for humans killed…someone in a spectacularly brutal display of gore and suffering.
Cerlius didn't know who "them" referred to, only that they had made him watch as one by one, family member by family member, bleeding and beaten limb by limb, Cerlius and everyone were blended into a paste by tearing blades and unrelenting fists before being stuffed into a cramped wooden box. At least the family was together, all but the one whose name they had cried out, hoping in vain to save them.
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Random_writer
Random_writer Remember when I talked about my other works? But I don't have works on this site. That's because I'm about to submit my first ever book to publishing. Two years in the making, spending one to three hours a day on it. I wonder what it's about... Well, if it gets accepted, I'll make sure to tell all of you about it. It is so much better than "A Bored Lich" simply because of how much time I had to write it, 150,000 words in two years. Keep in mind this series is 350,000+ and I've spent less than a year on it. I'm so nervous I could have a heart attack. DOEVM I NEED YOU BACK TO RESURRECT ME!
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