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) 

https://discord.gg/YbxrtrU



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

I'm more than a bit cautious to delve into the Astral Planes while in motion. I also know I should trust Anselm and his word; he said he'll be back, so he will. He's not the type to go back on his word.

I shouldn't worry. I shouldn't be in a hurry. I shouldn't be too concerned.

He's come in contact with a Goddess. Not some knock-off deity like Lotar, no, a genuine Goddess. One even Lotar is cautious of.

If Lotar has a reason to be cautious of Frozia, then I obviously do too. I'm not sure what the giant snowflake of a Goddess will do to Anselm but at the same time I can't be sure of anything she wouldn't do.

Most concerning was his look, the way he was dress. All white, and frighteningly with a face made out of light.

If that isn't a red fucking flag, I don't know what is.

Chapter 117: Meeting Snow Crystals