Necromancer Anime Novels & Stories

“I was going to make this quick for you. But now I think I’m going to take my time.” He smiled and it split open one of the blisters on his cheek, fresh blood running down his face. “I’m going to kill everyone you care about,” Jonathan continued, speaking slowly. “Your brother. Your pack. Your father’s memory. Everything you’ve ever loved is going to burn and you’re going to watch every second of it.” He stepped even closer and Luca could smell the rot coming off him, could see the madness building behind his eyes. The witches’ chanting reached a crescendo and Arden screamed, his body finally giving up the fight and shifting completely.

As if noticing my curious glances, Lucan leaned closer and explained, “That’s a Graveborn. They call themselves Necromancers.” I frowned, studying the man in question. At first glance, he looked human but the details betrayed him. His eyes glowed a deep crimson, and when he spoke, sharp fangs flashed briefly. I would’ve taken him for a vampire, but his skin wasn’t pale like the ones I’d met before; instead, it held a faint gray tint, like ash brought to life.

In my previous life, my fate had been tampered with, and as a result, I died a gruesome death. When I got to live my life a second time, I vowed to get even with my mate and cousin. I would take back everything that was mine. … "Elena, I don't think I'm going to hold out much longer. You should pick one of these four werewolves to be your mate so that when I breathe my last, I can rest in peace under the radiant presence of the Moon Goddess."

I cocked my brow at Lucifer and he asked me what. "He better remain safe, mister devil," I growled and he grinned at me. "You're a bold one, Raven, and remind me of my granddaughters. They smart back at me the same way," he murmured. I asked what we should do to prepare for the crazy bitch. Lucifer explained that the queen would need to find a necromancer to allow her access into this realm and that would take her some time. I furrowed my brow as I lifted my hand saying how did Keran just get here? Lucifer laughed and said, "Keran has Nyx Elderon and Nyx is the most powerful Necromancer known within the fairy realms. The two have been friends forever and Nyx is loyal to only him.

His friend runs his hand down his face and sits back on my couch. "I told him not to come back?" he growls. I watched Sphinx use magic, he was tossing an energy ball between both hands, watching it intently. "Is he also a necromancer?" I frown, hoping he didn't blow up my apartment. Alaneo nods his head and elbows Sphinx. I watched as the two fuckers started slapping each other and shook my head.

said Belphegor. "Oh… What happened to him?" asked Chaos. "If he was so strong I don't think he was-" muttered Abyss, as she was interrupted. "Well, he died," said Belphegor while chuckling maliciously. Chaos and Abyss were left speechless… such a strong warlock just… got killed?! "Yes, Master Ainz was a very strong Necromancer! He employed all of his cunningness and schemes to kill him and steal all of his treasures! Master Ainz was quite the evil lord, you see…" laughed Belphegor.

Zane bluntly said. "How did you know that my huge explosion will work? I've never seen such a big Ver De Terre so I was surprised," Lucia asked once again. "You question me too much. But I know an anime where a character only knows how to use explosions," Zane explained and walks back to the carriage to check on the guards and Roùx. Clarisse sheaths her sword and asks Lucia, "what's an anime?" Lucia shrugs and replies, "I don't know as well. Maybe that's what they call mages in his world."

He knew I was not the Lumira whose medical records he had studied. "Dark magic is not native to this body," he said, placing his cards on the table with deliberate precision. Not playing cards. Research notes, thin and precise, covered in diagrams I couldn't read from this distance. "Necromancy at your level requires a soul that has already crossed the threshold. A soul that has died and returned, carrying the imprint of the grave. The original Lumira never died — not truly. She was murdered. There is a difference." He looked at me, and for the first time, his clinical mask cracked. Not with emotion — with hunger. The hunger of a scholar who had found the anomaly he had been searching for.

Nora, my assistant, stumbled in, so panicked she could barely form a sentence. I set down my files and handed her a glass of water. "Take a breath. Tell me what happened." She gulped the water down and finally steadied herself. "Alpha — the altar — it's been blown up!" My frown deepened. "The altar? Who did it?" "It was... it was Lucian Grey. He buried a bag of explosives near the altar. When the guards caught him, he kept demanding to see you."

“What you’re doing is illegal.” “So is sucking the blood from innocent humans!” Jo retorted. “Or at least it used to be! Before President Crimsoncrotch and his cronies took office. Look. At. Me.” Slowly, the monster lowered his arm, revealing the steel grey eyes that assured Jo one pull of her trigger would end him. She didn’t hesitate. As he opened his eyes to make another plea for his life, her finger flinched, pulling back the tiny piece of metal that let fly a larger projectile, this one exploding between his eyes and leaving him staring into her own blankly for a half a second before he dissipated into a pile of black ash, mingled with piss.