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Hungry Necromancer

Thrown into a new world, Asher finds himself becoming a wanted and unwittingly evil Necromancer. Not the career choice he'd had in mind when he began. Hunger plagues him, as he walks a path opposed to most, stepping on the fragile toes of the Synagogue and their Goddess, the Cult and even the powers he barters with. Not that any of this will matter once he's finished. Cover Art credit - @mufs(instagram) https://discord.gg/YbxrtrU A bit you might want to know about the pace; Asher is a very unlucky protagonist. So even ten chapters in he will still struggle greatly to survive. The tag says overpowered protagonist and that is true, it won't happen for a bit though, he still has to suffer a bit while getting stronger, a fantasy world isn't all it's cracked up to be after all. A bit you might want to know about what you'll be reading. The type of Necromancy practiced in Hungry Necromancer is a rather stable and balanced type of Necromancy, you'll eventually read up to parts where things are not so easily fixed with a horde of zombies and a very creepy ritual needs to be employed. As of chapter 80 things truly begin to get dire and desperate as Asher is faced with the consequences of his actions, bad deal making and even close approaching death and madness. And it ought to be so for a fiendish Warlock practicing such a dark magical art as Necromancy.

Tim_Saian · Fantasy
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286 Chs

Chapter 204: Another Soliloquy

Leona, Matthias and I ride back in the carriage. No more of that Frozia superiority while I'm around. 

Thinking about it I can't help looking at Matthias as even more of a wimp than I previously thought, he gave way to the Preist and her disciples in the same manner he gave way to me.

But I figure he is simply a man enamored by his own survival. He is obsessed with self preservation, he would shake hands with anyone who could guarantee no change in his power or an increase, for now, I'm not sure what the Preist offered him.

I'll have to be cautious. While I thought and expected Frozia to have developed some kind of resistance to my power, to my subjugation of them, but I never thought I'd have to been on edge in this way.

I suppose that's what I get for staying away so long.