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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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Raid's End 2

"Am I dead?" Falco looked around from the dirt, hands covered over his head.

"No, not yet." Alan grabbed Falco by the shoulder and hoisted him up. "In spite of your best efforts."

"Hey, and here I thought at least you had my back. Being a newbie like me and all," said Falco.

"The machines have stopped moving," said Alexis, her crackling eyes scanning their surroundings. Her barrier was in the center of a smoking, scorch blackened crater. All around them was a ring formation of mechs comprised of standard gun toting droids led by the hulking Cyclops with their missile launchers and quadruple high caliber autocannon arms.

All of the machines had glowing golden circuit patterns wreathed through their bodies – signs of Machine Mind manually controlling them.

"Stella, update us," said Diamondback.