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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!"

Lolbroman25 · แฟนตาซี
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Crown, Part 2

"Now we know why we haven't left this place," Geleb said.

Morne nodded, pulling his mask over his mouth and strapping his goggles over his eyes. To his side, Geleb did the same, and afterward fished his gloves out of a pocket and slipped them on.

"Remember," Geleb told Morne, "don't let his skin touch yours."

The two started off toward the Boknul cautiously, grips tightening on the hilts of their swords.

The cursed Nasnami watched them approach curiously, an eyebrow raising slightly as he realized the direction they were coming from and noticed the blood on their clothes.

"So she's dead. And by the hands of two humans, no less." The Boknul tsk'd and shook his head in mock sorrow. "A shame. She was a good lay."

The humans remained silent as they continued their advance.

"Let me guess. You want to kill me, and you want to do it fast. Am I right? Judging by your awful taste in clothing, you know what I am, and what I'm capable of.