Revenant's Revenge

As a mere peasant, I can't say that my life was anything but a slog. I struggled every day, looking to put something on the table, but it was my life, and no one had a right to take it. Especially not Eris Lanyer, lord of the city, the very same who was supposed to keep people such as myself safe! The nobleman killed me without a second thought for the sole purpose of testing the blade he had just acquired! So here I am, burning with such a rage at this flagrant lack of justice. My hate is so immense that I'm unable to pass to the afterlife, and so I return as a Revenant. If no one noticed my existence among the living, they sure as all hell are going to take note of me in my death… or rather undeath! A little pact with a dark deity later, and I'm now capable of growing my powers through the accumulation of Discordance shards. Waging war against the mighty, causing mayhem, and striking fear in the hearts of mortals will help me unlock new abilities that will bring me closer to my ultimate goal: build an Undead Kingdom and run Eris' little world into the ground! Because I don't just want the man to pay for his sins, oh no! I want to make him suffer like I did my entire life, and I will not rest until he has tasted what true misery and despair feel like. But wait, why can I only seem to shriek and snarl when I try to speak? And what is that atrocious pain and hunger that won't let me rest for even a second? As it turns out, life as a revenant is a little more complicated than I first thought… Oh, here's someone. Maybe he'll be able to help? *Shrieks* Oh boy…

I'm far from done. I gave Eris the first taste of the terror to come, but in doing so, I had to agree to a peace treaty with the King. For the next twelve years, I cannot bring as much as a single unit on human lands… That doesn't mean I'm going to rest, oh no! I will use that time to further build my skills and my kingdom. I need to become even stronger so I can bring Eris one step closer to total annihilation. There's a little problem, though… Where am I to find Discordance now that I can't terrorize Tague anymore? It seems like I will have to move to Lepidonia, land of vampires and lycanthropes, and take on whatever contracts I can find in exchange for Shards. As always, my eagerness will come back to bite me in the rear as I start hunting down wild entities that prove more than I bargained for.

I can't take it anymore. This curse, this undead curse… It makes it so every moment is nothing but pure torment. I need to keep busy, to take my mind off of it and alleviate the pain. More than that, I need to find a way to rebuild my powers after I was tricked by my own allies, slain, and reborn. I can't return to the human lands yet. The pact of non-aggression still stands. This leads me to accept a contract that will bring me to the land of the Witch Elves. A place where great dangers lurk-demons and abominations- but also tremendous power. In those ruins lays a weapon that allows the wielder to channel his discordance right into it to gain tremendous attacks and abilities. That blade is only one among a plethora of game-changing artifacts… That might very well be the key to my ascension. Because yes, the Cult of the Veil may be growing stronger, with new followers joining the ranks every day, and I may be starting to feel their worship empowering me… But if I am to climb my way up to actual godhood, I will need much more than a small congregation. I will need to capture cities and build temples and altars to boost my numbers. And for that, I will need every edge I can get. With so many threats lurking around the corner, I have no choice. Becoming the Godking may be the only true option I have to ensure my survival in the long run.