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In a place where all things meet there sits on a cursed throne made of the dead a king cloaked in red, whose face covered in the mask of the dammed. we do not know who he is, but only that he is cursed to sit on this throne, to guide the souls of man to either the beyond or the great abyss. it is not know why he sits on that throne of dead men, only that it is his punishment for an unspeakable crime he committed back when the world was young and the valley of Kalash still brought forth its great bounties, when the islands of Zeta and Malkal still raised above the water, when the King of the Leviathans Khazad-miûn still walk the world fighting his endless war against Shiá-leong's dragons and when there was a king of man who sat on the throne of blood in the halls of Kinshi.
But now those days has passed by like dust in the wind, but he still remains sitting on the Dead Mans Throne, a king without a nation, a man sealed within a body he did not want, a twisted face behind a mask of shame. For he is the cursed one, he is the one with the brand of a thousand hells, for he is...
The Red King who sits on the Dead Mans Throne
But now those days has passed by like dust in the wind, but he still remains sitting on the Dead Mans Throne, a king without a nation, a man sealed within a body he did not want, a twisted face behind a mask of shame. For he is the cursed one, he is the one with the brand of a thousand hells, for he is...
The Red King who sits on the Dead Mans Throne
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just a short story ii though of to tie in with the Illuminos tales that i am currently working on, enjoy.
(and don't worry i am not spoiling anything so don't freak out)
(and don't worry i am not spoiling anything so don't freak out)
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Some pretty good prose, but you could work on capitalization.