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 did catch up with us, those are his first words as we continue to sprint out to the carriage.

"We'll talk about it later, for now let's just get out of here!"

Finally, at the carriage, Anselm takes the reins and hustles the horses out of the stables and into the street, heading out for the gate.

It'll be a while before I set my sights on Aste again. It's a bit bittersweet leaving with all I've learnt over my two day stay here and the experience, the recent one too? Well, I'm sure I'll cherish them very dearly.

Someday. But for now, we hustle out of the gates, propelling our way out of the city after a few minutes of riding with haste.

Once we're out Anselm presents his question yet again.

"Who. The. Hell. Was that, Kaylin!" he still manages to scream.

Chapter 66: Introspective Travel