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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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Scars

From the outside, the Mycontae was unassuming.

That is to say, you'd never assume it was there in the first place.

The entrance to the Mycontae was hidden within the thick vegetation of the forest that spanned the entire continent. Goblins apparently had a thing for living in caves, because that was where the entrance was found.

There were no overgrown fungus or elf skulls on spikes to advertise the location of the entrance. Indeed, it was so well hidden that one wouldn't even think to check if it was there, and only if one knew of its existence beforehand would they have a chance of finding it.

The only thing that gave away its location was a set of inconspicuous mushrooms cleverly hidden among the carpet-like moss on the trunk of a tree so thick, it would take ten Mornes just to wrap their arms around it.