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

While it wasn't the picture of the worst-case scenario; a scene with humans; locked up in districts and ruled over by elven masters, it also wasn't a picture of serenity, peace or order.

It turns out it's the opposite of all that. The gates were unguarded and the merchants that hung out waiting for travellers to come in were nowhere to be found.

But their wares were. They lay on the floor, spilled out in a chaos that spoke of a hurried escape.

"Juri, get your men up on these walls, anyone that isn't on Kaylin's side is to be executed on the spot."

"What?!" Anselm yells, "Executed?"

Ignoring him I give Juri a nod and he turns to the men, delivering the orders.

Anselm persists, "You can't be serious."

"There's something terribly wrong her Anselm, my priorities lie in my assets, my assets being Kaylin and Aren." I shrug as we walk through the snow, "Besides, dead bodies just mean more undead for me."

Chapter 192: Prep For War; Organize