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A review by mridzyreads
The Malice by Peter Newman
4.0
The Vagrant has hung up his sword. He is tired. The enemy is everywhere. So he finds a secluded spot where humanity thrives and makes his world just on the outskirts with his kid. And goat. THE GOAT.
There is a faint sense of peace prevailing in the winds. The knights are old, the seven are asleep and the demons hold the truce. The fear of The Malice keeps them at bay. But a far greater evil is bubbling from the rift and even the demons who have made the mortal realm their home are afraid of it.
Meanwhile the sword sings, eager to vanquish the demons but the bearer, the Vagrant is content at home watching his child grow. So the sword fucks him over and allows his child to hold it. And thus the journey of the singing sword, the Malice continues. This time, with a tiny little child as its bearer.
Onwards to close the rift once and for all. To make friends where foes exist.
There is a faint sense of peace prevailing in the winds. The knights are old, the seven are asleep and the demons hold the truce. The fear of The Malice keeps them at bay. But a far greater evil is bubbling from the rift and even the demons who have made the mortal realm their home are afraid of it.
Meanwhile the sword sings, eager to vanquish the demons but the bearer, the Vagrant is content at home watching his child grow. So the sword fucks him over and allows his child to hold it. And thus the journey of the singing sword, the Malice continues. This time, with a tiny little child as its bearer.
Onwards to close the rift once and for all. To make friends where foes exist.