The Lone Necromancer Novels & Stories

I can feel his shame, but I simply can't understand why James, even he, would betray me. "Great, now I have you both as a focal point!" The necromancer said excitedly. Immediately, I feel my energy start to drain. Strïth is fighting against these chains that bind us. "The castle is almost completely overrun," James reported. "Now you can keep your promise." His expression is serious as he faces the necromancer. "Go ahead, you know where to find it." The necromancer replied. The Orb begins to glow black and the pieces of bodies move, coming together and beginning to create yet another unholy creature, and it's stronger because there are threads of Shadow, Light, and Metal, sewing and joining

His ultimate goal required an army of zombies that kept growing at an exponential rate, until there were so many that nothing could stand before them. At present, any bodies he reanimated were clumsy, slow moving creatures, but once he fully destroyed the seal, he expected that to change. Long dead corpses would always be slow, but the more recently deceased should be capable of moving almost as fast as living humans, making them far more dangerous. He wished he could have reached this level of success a century ago, before the armies of the world became so mightily armed with modern weapons of destruction. He was still learning back then, though, and he hadn’t had the black waziri to aid h

My eyes almost pierced the paper from staring at it. "We are sure of it. We saw how a necromancer carved this message to a stone right before our eyes," the general answered me but I didn't look at him because I was thinking of a way. "How many necromancers were there on that day?" I asked again and I didn't care if the tone of my speech seemed to be on par with them. I don't care right now because it's more important to me to get it resolved. "There is only...one. That necromancer appeared without any hostility and left the message, and then it ran away," the general answered me as if something miraculous had happened.

"Personally speaking, I've never seen him in action myself. But a lot of people have, and his record is impeccable. And he does all this as a Freelancer, and solo to boot. Although, being a Necromancer, he's not literally alone. I've been told he can summon hundreds at a time." "A Master Necromancer at the age of twenty-three. And handsome as the devil himself," Madam Josefa chuckled, apparently enjoying my father's sour face. "What do you want with him, Madam? If he's a Necromancer, it means his abilities are most likely runic and symbolic in origin, rather than mystic." Dad asked her, referring to Madam Josefa's clairvoyant abilities. Yes, that was something I wanted to know too. But of co

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.

Her voice wavered more and more as she spoke, because Lilith was watching her with thinly veiled contempt. Without a word, Lilith turned on Jasmine's phone and projected the chat history onto the screen for everyone to see. "Some truths must be seen clearly. Jasmine must not die in vain." "What do you mean? Jasmine's death wasn't just organ failure?" Cold sweat formed on Emma's forehead. The screen began scrolling through messages between Emma and Jasmine. [Jasmine, you lost. Your husband and child are mine now.] [Don't think you can disappear and I'll be powerless. I'll take everything from you. Even your treatment spot. I just sweet-talked them a bit and they gave it to me. Just die alread

He had locked the key from his side and firmly closed the door on all of us. No amount of searching helped when Lucian explicitly didn’t want to be found. I lift my head to the sky and let out a loud, mourning howl, the sound racking its way through the woods so violently that my entire frame trembled. I howled and howled, eliciting hundreds of echoing responses across the distance as the pack wolves responded to their Luna. But not Lucian. No response came back from the link that belonged to my beautiful pup. My howling slowly died down, and I shifted back to my human form. The tears were still there, running completely uncontrolled down my cheeks as my mind forcefully plunged me through en

She has a quick reflex, incredible aptitudes, and she has different skills. Even if they managed to outsmart her with their teamwork, they still can't beat a necromancer. I have heard and read about necromancers. They had dark power and could kill without leaving any trace. An example is a white substance she blew at us earlier. Not only that, a necromancer can make you burn alive with just a spell. They can make maggots emerge in your body and make different insects you haven't seen before eating your liver, kidney, intestines, and all your organs from the inside without you knowing. They have unlimited power to the extent that they can poison your blood, food, or anything that belongs to y

"Four. Three. Two. One." Back at the Bloodmoon Citadel, miles away through the jagged mountain peaks, the morning sun broke over the horizon. Instead of bringing warmth, it cast a sharp, cold golden light through the narrow arched windows of the private archives, illuminating dust motes dancing in the frantic air. Saed stood in front of the master security console, looking like a man who had been dragged through the layers of the underworld. His robes were disheveled, his eyes bloodshot and wide with a manic desperate terror. His face was pale, slick with a thick sheen of sweat that dripped onto the sleek, obsidian-colored keys of the interface. The screen before him was blinding, pulsing wi

“Ahhh, fine! Fine! Whatever. If you don’t want to tell me who he is, just say so~” Nexus laughed, softer now, like wind chimes in the desert dusk. But then, he leaned in again, as though sharing the punchline of the universe. “He’s a powerful wolf spirit who will call himself Theo a few years from now.” All of a sudden, the world around her trembled—like an old filmstrip glitching between frames. Nexus’s warm, serene smile began to fade, like sunlight sinking into water. The shrine, the sky, the sand beneath her—all of it peeled away, pixel by pixel, memory by memory.