The oddity of this world continued to baffle Phalax, enough so that he forgot to keep his blood boiling. Had he forgotten his purpose for life? Without revenge, what else did he have? If this didn’t drive him then what did, if anything did at all?
For the third time, Phalax nearly walked into the broad side of a building while watching a dead person stroll down the street in the same direction as he was moving.
Daeson slapped his shoulder and said, “Losing your focus just a little bit?” Continue reading “A Snippet of Game of Gods: Everyone Dies, then Follows the Road of Corpses”