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Reborn As A Ghost: Time To Build My Undead Army!

A Young woman dies on her trip to Japan in the most anticlimactic way possible, buried by a pile of manga, light novels, and even lewd doujin after an earthquake. In her last moments, all the wishes she has suddenly become reality and materialize in all sorts of Special Abilities before she finds herself reincarnated into a corpse! Wait... Why is the corpse not moving? No matter how much she tries, it doesn't move, she's not even a zombie or something! Wait... Why is she stuck with the unmoving corpse? The corpse is actually not part of her anymore! Wait... Why is she not a physical being? Her hands are translucent, and so is her entire "new" body! "Huh... Am I a ghost?!" Accompany Maria as she survives as a ghost in a brand new and unwelcoming world, raises her own skeleton as her friend, and seeks the truth behind her second life’s death and how exactly she turned into a ghost. Not only will she have Phantasmal Powers and Dark Magic, but even the ability to raise her own Undead Army! Will anything be able to stand before her path for revenge? Over 100000 words (100 Chapters) available for free! Daily Chapters

PancakesWitch · แฟนตาซี
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Learning More About The World

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Aside from the very confusing "beginning" of everything, which is spread through the religion of the 86 Gods, there was also the explanation of things such as Dungeons and Monsters. Apparently, Dungeons were made by the God of Chaos, who is named Loki… Yes, like the Norse Trickster god.

He made them a trial for all of humanity which also allowed them to grow stronger. Although it also takes the life of innocents with the monsters these places produce… However, according to Lucifer, his dungeon emerged naturally… So I guess Loki made them possible, but they can also grow naturally through tons of miasma…

Confusing, I don't know what to think about this. Maybe Loki really just looked over Lucifer and said, "what a nice ingredient for a dungeon!" and made it into a dungeon…

Anyways, aside from this confusing lore, which I prefer to discover slowly instead of info-dumping myself with stuff that won't be even important for 60% of the story, I decided to look up more important things, such as the regions and continents.

There were several continents, all of them represented a Realm of Norse Mythology, it seems, such as Muspelheim, Jotunheim, Niflheim, Alfheim… But currently, we were at Midgard, the Realm or the continent dominated predominantly by humans!

However, the races of the other continents had spread over the millions of years all across the other continents, so you can find elves, dwarves, and even beast-kin people making up to around 15-25% of the population per Duchy.

However, due to being a minority, they are obviously discriminated against in some parts… Haha, and here we go with the classic cliches, such as slavery, wars, and more…

Well, not like I care about it, so let's jump it.

We are in the vast continent of Midgard. I don't know how vast it is, I can't calculate, but I would assume it could be as big as the entire Europe and Africa continents combined, or maybe all of North and South America?

Well, there are way too many Kingdoms, with some tyrannical Empires and even some seclusive Clans. There is a variety of everything around here, and we are currently in the territory of the Kingdom of Albraun, made up of various Duchies spread across the vast grasslands and forests.

This Duchy over here is the small Duchy of Affnaria, governed by the 6th son of the King, Allen Albraun. There was a book with him. His face was very familiar. He looked like the guy at my side when they cut off my head… He was the one celebrating my death!

Hmmm…

What should I do? Should I go and kill him?

Nah… I am not such a monster!

Wait, I am.

Though, if possible, I would really like to know more about the whole context… But he's definitely getting killed.

Call me a psycho, an insane woman, or whatever. I don't care. If someone actually celebrates my fucking death, no matter the context, I am going to kill them.

I explained this to my partners, and they nodded. Partner only understood the part where I wanted to kill someone, while Lucifer was the one that understood things better.

"I see… So you were executed here?" He asked.

"Apparently, according to the latest history book, my death was registered several years ago. From what I read, I was a witch who had some kind of power that brought misfortune to others, and due to that, I was always escaping from town to town, only becoming more hated over the years…." I muttered.

"T-That's…"

"And the worst part is that it seems that it was true, my Title Skill named "Bringer of Misfortune" does exactly that… It was gifted to me by the lovely Goddess of the Underworld," I said.

"O-Oh… W-Well, that's tragic…." Lucifer stuttered.

"Not really for me. I don't remember anything of when I was alive, so I feel very detached from everything, to be honest… The only thing I remember is that guy celebrating my death, which makes me pretty angry. You would never tolerate someone celebrating your death, right?"

"Certainly… So… You want to kill him? I am all for it. Let's wreck him." Lucifer said.

Uwah, what a supportive friend!

"I do plan to, but I want to extract info from him too… Do you think he could talk without him freaking out? I just killed a guy recently by just scaring him to death, so… I am a tad bit worried,"

"Eh? You did that?! Well… I guess I could teach you some spells. Your amazing use of magic should really let you do more than what you're limiting yourself to. Your attributes are also quite normal but strong. Death and Darkness go well hand in hand… Let's see, how about you conjure the [Erase Presence] Spell? I had a friend long ago, a Death Witch who had such a spell, it erased her presence completely by quite literally "killing" it." Lucifer explained.

"T-That's sounds weird… But let's see… Death Attribute, right?" I asked.

"Yes, do it as you can. I am sure you'll make it far. Your ability over magic surpasses every genius I've ever met in my long life." Said Lucifer.

"Let's see… Can you tell me more about it? And who was she?" I asked.

"Well… As it erases things like bloodthirst, animosity, and heroic presence, it makes the target's presence completely imperceptible. Those casting this skill likely appear as dreams or ghosts that can be seen during the day… the woman that used them was a powerful Majin of Death Magic. She was also able to summon her Undead army anywhere…I wonder how she's doing. She used this to sneak around entire armies undetected and assassinate enemy generals quite sneakily," Lucifer rants.

"Oooh! I like that,"

"Yeah, but strong enough enemies were still able to find her, so she usually went around with her strongest Undead, which she customized using [Necromancy],"

"Necromancy? That's a Skill?"

"Indeed- Oh? You made it already?"

"Eh? I did?"

Ding!

[You've learned the [Erase Presence: Lv1] Skill!]

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