Reborn As A Ghost: Time To Build My Undead Army!

Arthur's life had been filled with a lot of pain and suffering.

It was only at the beginning where he was able to enjoy life as it truly was, only briefly, for his first years, living as a spoiled noble boy.

Now, he could barely remember the face of his mother or his father. Their love and care, their smiles, their voices, their words.

All of these things had begun slowly becoming foggier memories as he kept on living, as he kept on struggling, and as he kept on escaping from danger.

From this accursed world that destroyed his family and took everything away from him.

His big sister...

His beloved sister, Maria.

He could still remember her face, barely. And her smile, and her laughter, and her snarky jokes.

And he could also remember the boyfriend she carried everywhere in her shenanigans, a man that would later on be known as the hero of light, Jonathan.

He still could remember how happy he was back then, how blessed he was, and how unaware of his own fortune he was.

Out of nowhere, one day, they came. They acted nice at first, trying to let his parents open the gates for them.

And they foolishly do so, as nobles, they wanted to solve whatever problem they had peacefully and through conversation and negotiation.

"Ugh... mom, dad..."

Sometimes he would get sick, vomit, and get poisoned, but slowly he would heal, developing new skills that aided at his survival. Because he was from a noble family that were descendants of Heroes summoned from Another World, he had passive skills that helped him to better adapt to things, and also to learn resistance-related skills faster.

"Big sis..."

He never forgot his family, always having them within his heart, as he kept on living, for them. Slowly, he survived, but never thrived, always running away, always looking for a new meal, always starving and thirsty, until finally, as he continued living aimlessly in these desertic lands, he found a city, the port city where he spent the next five years.

The City of Emerald Fountain.

It was a place that he would later learn to be an even worse hell, dominated by corrupted gangs and vampires everywhere. He barely scrapped by as a beggar before he was forced to become a thief.

Eventually, he joined a gang of orphans with similar lifestyles, and as he grew older, the skills he gained through his harsh life proved to be useful at leading others like him, and to become a leader. He gained friends, trusted bonds, and above all, a place he thought he could call home, even as harsh as it was.

Yet not all good things last forever. After years, the vampires finally tracked them all down, kidnaping the children one after another, and they found him too, Arthur.

After learning his true identity they wanted to give him away to the church, but their master, Hendrick, had other plans for Arthur.

"You will be an ideal bargaining chip to negotiate with your damned bitch of a sister." Smiled the vampire.

"S-Sister? My sister is dead..." Arthur muttered. "T-They executed her..."

"She's dead, yes, but that didn't stop her." Hendrick sighed. "That bitch, that piece of trash

that doesn't know when to stop, that doesn't learn her damned place! She has crawled out of the damn graveyard as a ghost and has been ruining our plans one after another!"

"My sister... a ghost?" Arthur gasped. "She... She's fighting...?"

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