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Heretic Mage: Rise of the Dark God’s Necromancer

Death. Servitude. Submission. That was all Morne had known for the past eight years. Everything he had known and loved had been taken from him, and it was his fate to be a slave, passed around from master to master like a disgusting disease no one wanted but everyone received. Soon after, a demon with a tantalizing promise appeared. "I’m here to Anoint you," the demon whispered. "My lord, Jiklok, has deemed you a mortal worth keeping an eye on. And I have another offer as well." The demon offered Morne a path to the power he had lacked in life, a way to seize his own destiny. Necromancy. The things he asked for in exchange seemed... small in comparison. Using his newfound necromantic powers, Morne would inflict on those who did him wrong all he had suffered and more. Those who had destroyed his village would be slaughtered beneath waves of undead, those masters who had sold and traded him like cheap wares would be forever bound to Morne's service, just as they had bound him. He would be his own master. Death. Servitude. Submission. ...... No MC harems are to be found here. If you need that kind of stuff in a story, you won't like this. Currently dropped. If you like this book, consider checking out my other ongoing book. It's called "Crown of Nightmares: Banished to Hell For My Bloodline!"

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The Heretic

"Jiklok's Anointed," the bishop said heavily. "So the rumors were true."

Over two years ago, he had received news from the main church that Azath had Anointed one of his faithful. Being a lowly bishop, he didn't get much more information than that, but there had been rumors and gossip that Azath had done so to "balance the scales," which had been tilted by a new Anointed of Jiklok.

But after two years of scouring the Enled continent from top to bottom, the church had found nothing, so the rumors remained just that: rumors.

Some speculated that Jiklok's Anointed was in that undead-ridden hellscape Vadnerben, others that the Anointed was on another continent entirely, and yet others had the outlandish claims that the Anointed had infiltrated their churches and was hiding right under their nose.