Tim_Saian

Thrown into a new world, Asher finds himself becoming a wanted and unwittingly evil Necromancer. Not the career choice he'd had in mind when he began.

Hunger plagues him, as he walks a path opposed to most, stepping on the fragile toes of the Synagogue and their Goddess, the Cult and even the powers he barters with.

Not that any of this will matter once he's finished.


Cover Art credit - @mufs(instagram) 

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A bit you might want to know about the pace;
Asher is a very unlucky protagonist. So even ten chapters in he will still struggle greatly to survive. The tag says overpowered protagonist and that is true, it won't happen for a bit though, he still has to suffer a bit while getting stronger, a fantasy world isn't all it's cracked up to be after all.

A bit you might want to know about what you'll be reading.
The type of Necromancy practiced in Hungry Necromancer is a rather stable and balanced type of Necromancy, you'll eventually read up to parts where things are not so easily fixed with a horde of zombies and a very creepy ritual needs to be employed. 
As of chapter 80 things truly begin to get dire and desperate as Asher is faced with the consequences of his actions, bad deal making and even close approaching death and madness. 

And it ought to be so for a fiendish Warlock practicing such a dark magical art as Necromancy.

Hungry Necromancer

Anselm is excited, giddy even. He's flying about in twirls like a little girl and giggling with so much glee.

But I'm confused. Very much so. He's just announced that Saia, the home we've been looking for is simply what we stand on now.

I can't disagree or refute that the possibility of Saia being Ire hadn't crossed my mind but, the day we met those soldiers with that Elven slave, the ones Anselm proudly boasted his position as squire to some guy even deader than he is…

Well, their reactions showed nothing but contempt for some asshole getting in their way, rather than the respect and honour Anselm no doubt thought he'd receive.

"Okay, Okay, Okay. Cool down a bit and tell me everything-from the top!"

With a grin still plastered on his face Anselm descends from the clouds and spills it all out.

"Right, so according to the books dating, Saia was destroyed about five-hundred years ago, meaning…"

Chapter 65: A Bit of History and Old Elven Flames