Moulded from rot and souls, Loimos is born as an undead, as a skeleton.
An undead linked to the weakest category of its kind, yet, he has something no other of the dead have.
He is pure.
Follow the journey of Loimos as he fulfils his duty and hunts down the living with extreme prejudice and faces off with the hypocrisy of those who live in death.
In a world thriving with life, magic and heroes, he stands as the solution and its end.
He decided to leave some stew for breakfast tomorrow. His kitchen was outside the tree house as he was afraid that a single flame spark could burn his entire house as it was made out of wood, literally.
