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

The filthy, wretched looking tavern owner gives in to my demand before I can even introduce myself as his worst nightmare or something along those lines.

He stumbles up to his feet, the stench of liquor rising him. However, he promptly falls back down on his ass, either from suddenly jumping to his feet or the fact that he recognizes the short man beside me as the Mayor.

Alric does nothing but stare and I take another step forward.

"Ah! Alright, they're downstairs! Downstairs in the basement with all the barrels and empty seed bags!" He yelps, an unnecessary thing which I'm sure has cost me the element of surprise.

I grunt past him and pull up a ritual, another one I've been gifted from my zombified hunger walk from not too long ago.

As far as I see it, it's the perfect ritual for controlling someone who doesn't manipulate mana, people exactly like Red and Quen.

Chapter 177: Prep For War; Speculative Truth (P2)