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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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Adrelhena's black eyes met his hazel gaze with a scrutinizing light, as if she was attempting to peer into his soul and divine what he had learned.

Although she didn't say anything, when she noted the almost unnoticeable satisfaction in his eyes, she gave Morne an approving nod before turning to Essenla, whose own tree had fallen silent.

"Please, tell me the names your creations have given you," Adrelhena requested. "Never before has a non-elf succeeded in creating Growth, and I would like to see how the human mind differs from ours."

"How would telling you the name of my thingamabob help you with that?" Essenla asked the Dryad.

"During creation, the product is colored by one's personality and disposition. While the general effects of Growth are largely the same, there are sometimes nuances unique to the user.