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Super Necromancer System

In a world full of caped superheroes, supervillains, and monsters, Aldrich is worthless. 95% of humanity has evolved to develop superpowers, but Aldrich is one of the rare few that has no powers at all. Because of his lack of powers, Aldrich suffers relentless bullying and discrimination. Society looks down on him as a burden. He is reminded everyday that he is better off dead than alive. Yet one day, at the height of his despair, after Aldrich is spat on, beaten, and broken, when it seems like everything is taken from him, a familiar screen appears in front of him: a screen from his favorite fantasy role playing game giving him the chance to wield the power he has only ever dreamed of. [Welcome, Host. Choose your Class:] [Class: Necromancer selected] Watch as Aldrich rises from weak to strong. From suffering to finding vengeance. From standing alone to commanding undead legions. From mere man to Lord of Death itself. ___ Feel free to hop into my discord to ask me questions about the story, get chapter updates, character images, and more! https://discord.gg/H7eb2CBPrB Chapter update schedule: 1 per day 5-7 Bonus chapters awarded over the week depending on powerstone and golden ticket rankings, up to a total of 14 chapters a week If you end up enjoying the book and want to give me a small tip, then here's my ko-fi! https://ko-fi.com/johndoever

John_Doever · Fantasy
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Aldrich manifested back in the dark depths of the Crypt. There, he saw Wai'ki's clone of Volantis lying down, tossing a book up and down in the air to keep himself entertained.

"Ah, it's you!" said the clone. It lowered its voice when Aldrich put a finger over his mouth. "Apologies. I was simply getting bored down here."

"A mere spirit construct can feel such things? Wai'ki truly is a master," remarked Valera.

"Are you bored, mister?" The Chrysalis hopped on over to Volantis. "If you want, you can come with us to explore."

"No, he can't" said Aldrich firmly but gently. "He needs to stay here."

"That, I do," said the construct with a sigh.

Aldrich looked around. The construct had done a good job sending supplies packs up and down. Even eating the supplies. The books from the colonel were scattered about haphazardly.

"Maybe reading will help," said Aldrich.

"I cannot read this script," said the construct in despair.