The_Broken_Author

'Death' It was meant to be the end, but it brought a new start.

After a destructive nether storm consumes his world, Jack finds himself face-to-face with a powerful being who tasks him with a mission he can’t refuse.

 Reincarnated as Asriel—the most tragic, doomed character from a novel he once read—Jack’s frustration grows: "Damn it, why this fool?"

Now, he must navigate Asriel's cursed life, facing relentless supernatural beings that threats him with a single hope:

[Necromancy System Activated!]

[Ascend as the Ruler of the Undead!]

But can Jack rise above Asriel's fate, or will he, too, fall prey to the shadows lurking in his new world?

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The Genesis Of A Necromancer

Jack turned and froze, his heart pounding in disbelief. Standing before him, cloaked in an aura of dark majesty, was Erebus, the god of life and death. The figure's presence was overwhelming, a paradoxical mix of ethereal grace and malevolent power.

"How is this possible?" Jack's voice quivered, barely a whisper. His fingers twitched involuntarily, as though bracing for an unseen blow.

Erebus chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that reverberated through the space around them. "I'm surprised you managed to subdue me. Well, I suppose Olion, that insufferable brat, was correct about you." He stepped closer, his movements slow and deliberate, his hands clasped behind his back.

The god's cloak fluttered, defying the stillness of the air. It seemed carved from the very essence of darkness, its edges shifting and curling like tendrils of smoke. Patterns of crimson and gold shimmered across the fabric, flickering like flames, alive and defiant.

Weak soul?