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Seth stood and watched the nightmare creature as it tore its past master into bloody shreds and tried not to let the gripping fear show on his face. He could feel the man's life force, his memories, his talents and hard won skills filling his own mind and body, turning him into something much more than the lowly soldier he'd been just mere moments before.
" An exciting fantasy fiction in a very unique tone. It was great to read something really different from what you can find on the bookshelves all the times. The development of the hero through the story is impressing, he is a real person, you can easily put yourself in his shoes. The pace is also perfect, enough to hold your interest and arouse your curiosity about what will happen next, but never too crammed to confuse you. I am happy to have come across this book." - Verified Amazon Customer
" I have been a reader of fantasy fiction for some time with The Necroscope series by Brian Lumley being a particular favorite.This new book by Julius Schenk has a particular tone about it that captivates the reader and keeps you wanting to turn the pages. There is something about the style of writing that I was especially fond of.Above all else, a good fantasy story must have something of interest. I don't just want more of the same. For this, the way in which Seth grows as a character through his consumption of others is impressive.
I'm really looking forward to seeing books 2 and 3." - Verified Amazon Customer
The book has been released for around one year and is the first in a series, so it sells best of all the series, as i promote it the most. It has sold a total of 5-6k copies and had an extra 2k as free downloads. Currently ranked around 100k in kindle store, sales are dropping a bit now, only around 2 a day. New series will boost other book sales, and i will market a translated version heavily via amazon.
Ranking is 4.2 stars on 51 reviews, have 7k twitter follower and a heafty mailing list.
Chapter 1
Hunger: it was the feeling that defined his current life, more than cold, boredom or even anger. It was hunger. He could feel it as a solid dull pain in his stomach that radiated through him. His normally strong body felt weak and traitorous. He sat on the hard wooden bench with his back against the freezing blue stones of the prison wall and wished for another bowl of watery gruel or heel of stale black bread. The food he’d been given in the debtor’s gaol was the food you feed people you hope would die. A few more weeks of this diet, in these elements and Seth knew that he would be obliging them. He focused on his anger and tried to let it build in him, like cupping hands around a fledgling fire, but it didn't shake off the cold of the dark night outside his cell; it didn't help protect against the cold wind that blew in through the bars — the bars that made one side of this cell into a giant viewing room. It didn't help get rid of the shame that he was in this place, and what would his father say if he knew about it?
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Italian
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Already translated.
Translated by Immacolata Sciplini
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Author review: great job, great communiaton. |
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Portuguese
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Walter Aragão
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Spanish
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Catalina Rivas
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