What do the gods give to their followers? Glory, strength, wealth, the fury of battle, beauty and greatness... Dust and decay. Mine were more honest, having snatched from the oblivion of the immoral underside of human civilization my true inside, twisted by injustice. I am a dead man risen from the grave, wandering among those who are only destined to fall into the bloody mud. And lately I have been tormented by one question - which of us is more dead? I, the fiend of the Dark Gods, raising legions of ghouls from nearby cemeteries with the wave of a clawed paw, or those whose immoral insides have rotted even more , than my body, eaten away by corpse worms? Author's notes: More detailed information about the described world and everything that happens - All coincidences are random, the author did not put hidden meaning in the book and does not promote anything. The author is against violence in any form or manifestation. This is a purely artistic work. There is no need to look for any parallels or other conspiratorial heresy in the FICTIONAL actions of FICTIONAL characters in a FICTIONAL world, albeit similar to ours.