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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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Hollow Circuit

Morne stood in a medium-sized room of pure white. The walls were shelves lined with all manner of liquids and solids in jars, and in front of him was a low table that grew right out of the ground.

On it rested the body of an elf. More specifically, the one Morne had killed with a halberd to the chest. Morne kept glancing between it and the book in his hands, mentally preparing himself for the numerous Spells he was about to cast.

"You're really going through with this?" Essenla asked beside him with a hint of disgust.

"Can he do it, Grommett?" Gram asked, leering at the elf body from nearby. "Can he raise the dead? I've not heard of magic that can do that, Grommett."

"I am," Morne replied to Essenla, both of them ignoring the strange goblin in the corner. "It's the best option I have for maximizing my chances of survival. Not all of us have three Towers to pick from."