Novel & Cerita I Became The Necromancer Of The Academy

“You αccused her. Agαin. You cαlled her α schemer. You cαlled her child α bαstαrd. You crushed her over αnd over becαuse it wαs eαsier thαn αdmitting you were wrong.” “Thαt’s not whαt hαppened‚” I sαid weαkly‚ even αs my voice fαiled me. “You ordered her blood to be drαined knowing it could kill the donor‚” Theo sαid coldly. “You sαid compensαtion would be enough. You personαlly signed her deαth sentence.” I shook my heαd violently. “I didn’t know. I sweαr I didn’t know it wαs her.”

the last day went quickly. The weirdest thing I have heard is the Academy starts at night and ends in the morning. It will be the perfect timings for Vampires but not for everyone. But it's new and it will get practiced. At midnight we need to reach the Sapphire Academy. I tried not to sleep but anyways I can't control it. I fixed my alarm to wake up on time. Iam waiting for it to ring. I won't move until it makes a noise.

💉Tiara p.o.v 💉 It's time for the first prey to be sacrificed. I took off my bracelet and turn to half a bat and half of my vampiress's face, and disappeared into the thin air. I got to his house and decided to play some tricks on him, I started changing the light in his sitting room to different colours. I can see how scary he was, I used my necromancy power to break his plates and anything breakable in his kitchen at least he will die today, even when I finish draining his blood I will still demolish his apartment so as not to leave any traces for investigation.

The former pride that ‘Iwar’ embodied now eluded him as all he wanted to do was go to Ramsy’s feet and plead to have the piercing sunlight obstructed again. “Well, Iwar, here’s your role since I’ll need to spear-head myself more into this pack’s activities just because of Yelena’s shortcomings.” He said as he led with a reason to christian Iwar as his lackey. “You are to find me a new, if not permanent source of control over the Alpha, at least until Higgins can unwittingly find it for me.” He added. “So the Necromancer hunter was actually here. His untold Legacy does exist.” Iwar said as his unvoiced thoughts led him to a conclusion.

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.

He smiles as he watches the head of the clan and everyone around that room dead and bathing with their blood that put him in utmost content. He who sacrifices his very soul and is bound into the chains and clutches of that God. The master of the dead, a necromancer, and an alchemist. He who is supposed to be dead yet is alive and continues to like a cycle of a jellyfish and two. He is greeted as his very creation and façade of an older sister, replies. “As your very wish, master.”

"What of it?" "In the past there was a group called necromancers, they were vampires who discovered a way to become stronger through drinking the right type of blood" Raphael gave her a glance "Every being on earth has their own special blood, but drink that of a high alpha werewolf, and a noble vampire, it opens a whole new world of possibility" "What does a necromancer do?" Rebecca asked. "Dark magic, bring the dead back to life, some want to use its power to conquer the world, me, I want to cure the vampire curse"

"We have to find a way to break the necromancer's hold over the undead, no matter the cost." I nodded, my own determination burning bright within me. "But how?" I asked, my gaze shifting nervously towards the distant sound of the approaching horde. The necromancer's crimson eyes glinted with amusement. "You will never find a way to stop me," it said, its voice a low, guttural rumble. "The undead are mine to command, and soon, this entire world will be under my rule." It raised its hand, and the air crackled with dark energy once more. Elijah, Liam, and I braced ourselves, our weapons ready to face whatever onslaught the necromancer had in store.

The rest of the story was irrelevant at this juncture. “The Necromancer class is a great class, but it has a fatal flaw. The caster must be capable of seeing all that he controls, or else he loses the ability to control them.” Chief Priest Kaka frowned as he waved his hand, summoning a gust of wind that cleared the dust before him. On his hand, one of his many rings shone with a green hue, and the wind that Chief Priest Kaka summoned came from it. “Clear the smoke,” Chief Priest Kaka instructed Village Head Samoa, and the latter’s eyes lit up like a lantern. A green glow escaped those dead eyes and pierced through the dust cloud, clearing it all away with a single look!

He chose a necromancer over his family. This selfish and deranged man wanted to take my powers for himself. I was already afraid but some thing terrified me more. This necromancer had black magic to bring back dead people, she was definitely going to kill me. I was in fact l was already a dead person. Dead man's blood was already coursing through my blood.