Absolute Necromancer Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

So I couldn't stop asking and approached the sentinel who greeted me earlier. "May I know what the situation is with Avalone?" I asked him and he immediately became alert to me. "Mr. Ales, I can say that it was under control when the disaster came. Most of the monsters retreated and many were immediately killed. But even so, many were killed, and the necromancers also attacked," he said as he looked it's Sushi. Everyone probably knows that Sushi is a necromancer. It's still a big question to me how it started. That message is like a loop in my mind, giving me creeps.

Only the few guards Ansel was able to warn remain standing with us. Whatever spell she has cast over them makes the pack worship her. I have this uncontrolable urge to kill her, I can not ignore it. When I move to strike she screams. A sonic scream,it makes my ears bleed, the pain is so intense that I drop to my knees, and pass out. I wake up in the hospital. Alone. Am I still in Ansel's pack? Ansel! Where is he? 'Ansel..?' I say into the Amore mind link.

“What? What the fuck are you talking about?” “She is telling the truth…that is the thing that you need to pass if you actually do want to be a necromancer…to take the seed of death. I have taken it and I have been enlivened because of it. And now you have to do the same,” said Alicia with a smile.

“I do not know why I drank it. I just felt this strong urge. I think it is this place. It is filled with darkness and if you stay here long enough the darkness consumes you.” Shen noticeably relaxed and sadness replaced his coiled up anger. “I do not understand why my uncle would set me up like this,” he said sadly. “Do you really believe he set you up?” she asked. “It is said that your uncle believes Wadim was destroyed. Could it be he didn’t realize this was the same vampire?” “He warned me of the vampires,” he mused, “but, he did not tell me of Wadim in particular. Perhaps you are right. Perhaps he did not know it was Wadim. My uncle is a broken man and will not speak of what made him so.

'' Cause tomorrow is a important day in the human world Christmas '' Noir remarked . '' Christmas '' he was surprised . '' But i have no one to spend Christmas with this year '' said Arthur . '' Why ?'' Adam asked . '' Cause the one he loved is dead now ''said Arthur . '' Poor you '' Celia sighed . '' I see , is that the reason you want to learn alchemy ?'' ALbert asked . '' Yes , to resurrect her '' he replied . '' Hey i have an idea , we can celebrate Christmas here along with us '' Noir suggested .

The skeletal entity turned its hollow gaze towards me, its bony limbs stretching out in a menacing gesture. I felt a chill run down my spine as the necromancer's power began to gather, the very air around me crackling with dark energy. Gripping the bow tightly, I braced myself, my mind racing as I searched for a way to counter the impending attack. Suddenly, a blinding flash of light erupted from the center of the chamber, and I felt the world tilt and spin around me. The roar of the creature and the necromancer reverberated through the air, and I knew that something catastrophic had just occurred.

I looked around, trying to find anything to keep my hands busy, and settled for tidying my desk, the only part of my room I hadn't picked up before going to the dorms for the semester. "Ezra?" Avery's voice was soft. I glanced back to see her motioning for me to join her. I set the papers down, and shuffled over to the bed, awkwardly wrapping my arm around her shoulders. She leaned into me. "It's still there," she whispered to me. My body froze of its own accord as she looked up at me, her face kissably close. "You are a necromancer," she said, "even if your power refuses to manifest."

Then don't make him suffer anymore. With the first rays of the sun, Weiss headed to the bookstore, where-he knew for a fact-they sold books on magic under the counter. That is where he bought his son Rene's first necromancy textbook, "Notes of a Practicing Necromancer Alfred Lucius. My First Steps, Mistakes, and Improvements". Rene learned that book by heart, cover to cover.

“I wanted...” At this moment, the necromancer realized they had finally arrived at the place. The Dark of the awakened spirit was so strong that the water here was becoming cold and still. The necromancer closed his eyes for a moment, not noticing that Angelina was trying to say something, and abruptly took her by the hands, “Little one, do you remember I promised to show you one more thing?” he interrupted her in anticipation. Just a little longer... There was a whirlwind in the necromancer’s chest, though it was locked within his ribcage. It seemed he was nervous. And that seemed surprising.

Everything inside me goes cold all over again, the flicker of hope that had been there extinguished. I stare at him, dully, knowing it is not Lucas. But it is Lucas. Lucas’s memories, Lucas’s voice, his face, his hands. He begins to walk away from me, as if disgusted, and despite the shock to my system, my eyes catch some thing from the corner of them. The necromancer is standing on the balcony, holding a black spear which is both thick and heavy. His eyes are gleaming as he looks at Lucas’s back. And then he throws it with a speed that is terrifying.