Necromancer Webtoons Novels & Stories

"Now let me work. I have five weeks to create something extraordinary. Something that will destroy Gregory Shaw and everything he's built." "And win your custody case." "And win my custody case. Same week. Same stakes. Everything on the line." Marcus kissed my forehead. "I believe in you." "I know. That's the only reason I'm still standing." He left me to work. I started sketching. Designs that told a story. Destruction and resurrection. Pain and beauty. Survival and triumph. A collection born from the ashes of everything Shaw had tried to destroy. A collection funded by his victims. A collection that would bring him down.

It felt like I had a certain connection with it, but I couldn't place what it was. “Luna,” another voice called out, and I froze immediately. It was the last voice that I heard before I died. Damon. I didn't need any warning bwfore I started running back to the pack. Energy that I didn't even know I had was puming through my feet, and I tried not to cry from the pain. My eyes were tearing up, and my sight was blurry. I was forced to stop when I ran into a wall. Oh, I mean someone. I looked up, and Alpha Ryder was looking down at me, with his brows furrowed.

"But the Zergs attacked the transport. Now I'm stuck here, waiting for the students from the Academy to rescue us." Mythos Academy...Why does that sound so familiar? "And you?" he asks. "What are you doing here?" "Tourism," I lie smoothly. "By the way, what's your name?" "Arlo Napki." Arlo. The name hits me like a bullet. My memory clicks. Just yesterday, my rival mocked me with a trashy novel. It's a dark fantasy smut story where logic doesn't exist. I am the vicious Villainess destined to be humiliated and killed. Arlo, the pathetic male villain who awakens the power of Narcissus—cursed with useless beauty and zero combat power.

I instantly felt like crying after hearing what Mom said. In my past life, I never mentioned it to Mom and Dad because I didn't want to trouble them; after all, they were already very busy with their law firm. I deeply regretted it when I saw Mom and Dad holding my body and crying so hard that they couldn't pull themselves together after I died. It was because of that that the very first thing I did after being reborn was tell Mom about what was happening at school.

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"Why is that?" "Necros are basically a part of one's soul, you are aware of strange quarks right? Your soul is like a vessel for strange quarks, the stronger the soul, the more strange quarks or necros you can absorb." "So what are you doing right now?" "I am cultivating my soul power to buy necros and absorb them." I was dumbfounded and lost my control that I stood up and shook his shoulders and shouted, "What? Is that really possible?" I saw everyone awkwardly gazed at me. I lowered my voice and bowed to each of them, "Sorry."

The Trerth haven't been spotted in ten years, so we won't be the first to run into them,” the phrase within said as it moved ahead and followed the other henchman who was following Nelanian. Nelanian got to the point where he wouldn't speak anything in front of him, only absolute darkness. He'd never had enough for the watches to summon him, yet there was no other way for him to go away without his body. His mind was degrading from the inside out, and he was aware of it at all times. It was only a matter of time until he succumbed to his injuries. I decided a little prayer wouldn't harm, even though he wasn't religious. He addressed the founding figures of Alchemy, Cythis and Bevana, the ori

I attack continuously until it's like chopped bones. "Done!" I said a little annoyed. Since it's not a living thing, so I just take it easy when I attack it. Even though it had been split into small pieces, the pieces of bone came together again. "As I thought, hadeh is troublesome." When I was about to attack him again, black smoke suddenly came out near him. There appeared a man with the cool appearance of a European aristocrat, with full black eyes and red crisscrossing lines running from end to end. The aura he gave off was terrifying, he crushed the undead with a flick of his hand. I was getting ready to run away but suddenly he spoke to me.