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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 · Fantasy
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Battle of the Beasts, Part 3

Essenla dropped her spear and reactively caught the object by the hilt, finding it to be one of Eledren's Seasons, which explained why she could see it within her Sense.

  "That will do you more good than the spear you were using," End told her, assuming a valiant stance with his shield and spear pointed in front of him. "Do your best not to break it; it's irreplaceable."

"If it comes down to me or the dagger, I make no promises," Essenla warned him as she took some practice swings at the air with her new weapon.

"I would expect nothing less. I'm merely asking you to try to ensure that it doesn't come to that."

"I think I can do that."

The fog around them shook violently again, stirring at the edges of their Sky Sense as a warning of what was to come.