Over My Undead Body (Romancing Gods and Demons)

The dragon god of the dead is strong, distrustful, and beautiful, but gods and dragons don't exist. Men like Koschei are impossible.

I must be going mad. One moment I'm trying to complete my mission of knocking down a castle wall, and the next, I'm nothing more than a ghost with the god of the dead claiming me as his subject.

There is only one problem: Koschei needs to have my body to judge my soul, and my body is nowhere to be found. It doesn't matter how many times he growls at me to give it up. I don't know where it is.

He can tell I'm not telling him everything I know. He can tell I'm connected to the disturbances in the fabric of the universe, but even if I wanted to tell him about the evil that pulls my strings, I can't say a word.