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

Venegue's mischievous grin doesn't sit well with me. He's been a bit too eager to say yes to the deal, I honestly thought I'd have a harder time convincing him to help, I thought I'd eventually have to bite the bullet and threaten him with Lotar.

But he's been anything if not cooperative, happy even. Narrowing my eyes at his hissing tongue I dwell on the chances Venegue has some serious stake in Shaco. He might have already been plotting to turn Shaco against me and retrieve his child.

Biting my cheek I shake my head at him, the toxic plumps of gas overwhelm me so I'm sure it came out more as a drunken slur. In my foggy vision I catch Venegue lose the grin and frown.

Venegue's tails wrap around me and he lifts me into the sky, clear beyond the black clouds to a point where I can somehow breathe again. Slowly, air loses the sludge-like quality and it doesn't feel like I'm drowning in air.

Chapter 258: A Deal (P2)