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

Shaco touches down at the top of the Mayor's Mansion in Aste despite all Kaylin's protests. His claws scrape off a bit of the fine roof tiles and startle the many guards set out on attention.

I grin down at them and descend, tendrils easing me onto the ground as I applaud, "Very good, brilliant response to a threat!"

Upon hearing my voice the wiser guards set their weapons down and help the unfortunate ones see sense. Within a moment the guards gathered to fight against the flying beast line up and salute me.

I smile and pat the shoulders of those nearest to me and look up to Kaylin and the Diviner who struggle to get off Shaco.

"What's going on here!" A woman yells, marching out with another troop of men, and a familiar face.

My smile only spreads at the sight of her and my arms widen for a hug, "Hastra! Juri! Good to see you two!"

Hastra's eyes widen behind her glasses, her mouth drops and Juri stops walking to fall on his knee.

Chapter 251: Reforming the Faith