Realities of Madness

TH HIGH-WARLOCK ASCENSION

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He fell on his face roughly he groaned heavily in pain, the sharp sandy soil ruffled through his body aggressively and stones punctured his face so hard he almost crimed out in pain but his barbaric endurance executed the pain in few seconds.

He knew he should be dead because the High-Warlock's spells aren't just words but authorities directly from the nexus of magic itself but with the High-Warlock now serving as an avatar of order, he's literally lucky to be alive.

He groaned on his feet dusting the sands off his body, the gateway key was still in his left hand while he dust his body then he realised something. He was in Cryptor's imprisonment mausoleum, it has been long since he visited the domain and has completely forgotten it looks but he never forgot his truce and bargain with the entity. He then knew Cryptor saved him from death knowing without him, he would be nothing but dead.

He looked ahead at the golden door that led nowhere, he could now remember it