Вор и проклятые души

I͡A umer, no vozvrashchen k zhizni. Potomu chto stal kli͡uchom pervorodnoĭ tʹmy k Ornoru. Prokli͡atyĭ pepel! I͡A pomnil sdelku i vse, chto proizoshlo potom. Srazhenie s Nizverzhennym i ego voĭskom. I͡A zaplatil strashnui͡u t͡senu, chtoby spasti Alisu, i proigral. Ona snova pod vlastʹi͡u vozvrativshegosi͡a boga. No i͡a spasu ee! Ee i dochʹ inkvizitora, a potom naĭdu sposob vernutʹ svoi͡u dushu!Vmeste so mnoĭ Tomas Veldon. Vnutri nego dusha mertvogo kolduna, i inkvizitoru otkryta chernai͡a magii͡a. Net slov, chtoby opisatʹ glubinu nashego padenii͡a, odnako my prinimaem pomoshchʹ nashikh novykh soi͡uznikov. Prokli͡aty ikh dushi, i prokli͡aty nashi.

I am dead, but brought back to life. Because he was the key of the original darkness to Ornor. Damned ashes! I remembered the deal and everything that happened after that. Battle with the Deposed and his army. I paid a terrible price to save Alice, and I lost. She is again under the power of the returning God. But I'll save her! Her and the inquisitor's daughter, and then I'll find a way to get my soul back!Thomas Weldon is with me. Inside it is the soul of a dead sorcerer, and the inquisitor is exposed to black magic. There are no words to describe the depth of our fall, but we accept the help of our new allies. Cursed are their souls, and cursed are ours.