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As the final dragon lay defeated, Aaran stared at the sky while the rest celebrated.

[Awaiting the gods’ response...]

He clenched his fists, his heart pounding. A shred of hope flickered in his eyes, only to be extinguished like always.

[The attained outcome was deemed unsatisfactory.]

Aaran had seen the message for the twentieth time. He had become the gods’ plaything in their desire to witness the “perfect ending”.

He regressed once again, but this time as a toddler and charm being the only stat he had. 

But something was amiss. The world he remembered had changed. Powers that did not exist before had taken hold of the world.

Tired of following the traditional route, Aaran chose to fight darkness with darkness… as the gods’ chosen necromancer!

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Who Said A Necromancer Can't Be A Priest?

The dead forest. It wasn't a place for young ones to visit. It was only accessible during the graduation exam, but there was an exception to that rule.

The forest could be used as a punishment to discipline rowdy swords.

Aaran used that exception to his advantage to enter the forest and intentionally went beyond defeating his enemies through duels.

Though I must say, beating those bastards was quite fun.

"We're here, young master," Donovan spoke as the carriage stopped.

Icy winds greeted them as they stepped out of the carriage. Before them was a lush green forest that was anything but dead. One could say it was a product of wordplay, a satire, but that'd be a lie.

The dead forest was called as such for a different reason.

The correct name would be the Forest of Death.

Runedral was a massive empire, and Marki wasn't its only neighbor. Because of the emperor's expansive mindset, the empire was always under attack.

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