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Scorned by his parents. Worshipped by his followers. A man, broken free from Death's hold, on his quest to ascend and become a god.

Subtle manipulations and shady connections got him in position of power trough the centuries, be it as the right hand of the King or just simple as the trusted adviser of known alchemist. He practiced darkest of magics. He studied forgotten rituals and secret ruins until he became a man he is today.

A man who is closer to becoming god than being a simple mage.

His name is Crumorn, and he will conquer the world.

"World domination is such an ugly phrase. I prefer to call it world  optimisation"

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