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Dark Monarch: Battle Necromancer

When mana came into the earth, every living species was forced unto the path of evolution. Animals transformed into aggressive and terrifying beasts, even some plants evolved and gained consciousness. Humans who managed to survive the “mana invasion” obtained incredible power and awakened the ability to gain skills through something known as “The System”. Everything was turned upside down; the old laws fell and the world was ushered into a new era where the strong lived and the weak perished—a world of survival of the fittest. Blake, a young boy of sixteen years found himself lost in all these chaos. After losing both his parents to zombies, he made up his mind to get stronger and eradicate all zombies from the earth. However, after facing betrayal from someone he placed his trust in, he found himself as the very thing he hated and disgusted the most—a zombie! Determined to get revenge, he swore to get stronger while also dealing with internal crisis about his new race and identity. *** Note: This novel is purely fiction. The earth in the story is fiction and is in no way related to the one we live in. Join my discord: https://discord.gg/PqCseyu2Kh

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   "Hey! snap out of it." Aria said, shaking his shoulders.

  "Huh?" Blake mumbled, slowly turning his head towards her. His eyes were listless, and his mouth was still widened in shock. 

   Seeing the frozen expression on his face, Aria let out a heavy sigh, barely holding back the urge to smack her face.

   Without needing Blake to explain to her, she already understood why he was acting like this.

   "He killed Karl… and he would have killed us also. You can't feel bad for his death." She muttered, lightly patting his shoulder.

   'It's kind of strange that you're the one bothered when it was Edward's blade that finished the job.' Aria thought, a weird glint flashing across her eyes. 

   'Yeah, that's right…' Blake mumbled inwardly, but his mind was still in disarray.

   Even though he knew the man was evil, it still felt very wrong to kill him in cold blood.