The Undead Lord Of The Palace Of Darkness

The Eternal Sovereign of the Shadowed Citadel… Death holds no appeal for me. Freedom is all I crave.

If transforming into a creature of darkness is the price of liberation, then so be it. A relentless agony courses through the infected, a mysterious and crippling disease that devours life itself. The boy, who endured years of torment from this curse, met his end swiftly, with no one to mourn his passing. His suffering ceased only in death—until he stirred once more, resurrected as a mere thrall under the command of a wicked sorcerer.

Though he reveled in his new form, free from the shackles of pain, the boy soon understood his fate remained unchanged. He was still bound, still powerless. The confines of his past existence mirrored his current enslavement—trapped, controlled, denied true autonomy. Yet, even as he sought solitude, the world refused to grant him respite. Forces beyond his comprehension continued to weave his destiny, pulling him deeper into a cycle of despair and defiance.