He has little to no memory of who or what he was doing before, and only bears a dilapidated cloak and armour that barely fits.
All he has to go on are the faces of the ones he once called friend.
Armed with a witch's guidance, an unruly wisp, and the skills of his life past, Lwon will learn the truth of his untimely demise.. and undeath.
So im done redoing chapters one to three and they look awesome. Will redo the other ones soon, it'll be completely different.
