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

I don't get to finish my spell call as much to my expectation, the rogue Red woman slices through my bone shields.

I'm immediately left vulnerable, my front unguarded and ripe for to be split in two by her daggers. However.

With a snap of my finger one of the ten souls from earlier springs forth and spreads out in a thin, shining ethereal shield that does far better at withstanding the slashes of my bloodthirsty opponent.

I breathe a breath of relief and let myself the luxury of a smile as I raise my fingers for one more snap. She seems to realize what this means, the look on her face changes and her mouth falls open in a gasp.

The resulting explosion of the pile of over twenty zombies sends shrapnel made of bones, teeth and guts all around. Blood splatter so perfect for my next spell.

Chapter 133: The Job (P3)