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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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Life Force, Part 1

This was the right direction, he concluded. The ring didn't tell him how far they were from the village, but they would find it when they ran into the barrier.

This ring was what all of the elves used to find their way in the forest's dense vegetation, and was also what they used to enter and exit the village. Without it, there was no way to exit or enter the barrier.

Like everything else Morne had gotten from the elves, it had been fitted to his irregular size, and soon enough, a pulse of Chimh spread out with it as the center. A section of the forest ahead split in two like parted seas, revealing the village within.

Morne and Essenla went inside, one limping and the other walking normally. The elves inside the village gave the two a concerned glance but soon turned back to their duties and various forms of entertainment.