The Skald Of Death
***WSA ENTRY 2025***
"He who sang the song of the end while dancing to the new beginning,You are a [Skald Of Death] "
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A series of catastrophic events plunged Earth into a state of chaos. In this time of chaos, a new breed of humans, the Runebounds, arose.
Carriers of divine blood must go through trials known as Hex in order to unlock the true potential of the Runes.
Arthur Dahl, a boy from the slums, is a carrier of divine blood. But will he be able to sustain himself in this new world?
Will Arthur be able to find the purpose of the Runes?
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Arthur hesitated before reading the final part of his status window, knowing it wouldn’t be good news. "As for blood purity... it says 'Miserable.'"
A tense silence filled the room.
Officer Verna raised an eyebrow, clasping her hands in front of her face. "Miserable?"
Thoth, in contrast, let out an exaggerated laugh. "That’s a first! Miserable, huh? That might explain why your Essence is crimson instead of golden. You might be the weakest challenger in the history of the Nine Realms."
Arthur’s jaw tightened. "So not only am I at the bottom of the barrel, but I’ve set a new low? Fantastic."
Despite his sarcasm, Arthur couldn’t help but feel a small pang of unease. If he truly was the weakest challenger, how was he supposed to survive?