My life was overtaken by one purpose that killed me, but I made peace with that. The problem was when I suddenly found myself in an alien fantasy world. To make matters worse I’m a walking corpse wielding unholy magic and enemy number one for the holy crusaders who guard the kingdom from creatures like me. Now I have to figure out how to survive in this world and what my purpose is now, well that part is easy at least, I’m going to rid this world of one piece of filth at a time. Who would have thought the heroes would be worse than the villains?

Warning: This story contains explicit violence and content which some people may find offensive. Reader discretion is advised.

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