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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?

"Well, that was quick," Darius commented.

Aaran closed Prior's eyes before offering a quick prayer. But it wasn't out of kindness.

[Guided a lost soul to salvation. Divinity +10]

[First prayer of the day offered. Divinity +50]

[0.01% of necessary divinity gained.]

Hm… this might not be that bad of a deal.

Aaran gestured for Brute as soon as those notifications appeared. Without delay, he raised his foot, stomping on Prior's body until he became one with the soil.

"A quick burial for a cultist bastard," Aaran said, shaking the dirt off his hands. "Gather up the rest. Let's get done with it."

Brute and the goblin gathered the worshippers before him, and Aaran quickly prayed for their souls. By guiding them to salvation, he gained divinity that the goddess hungrily feasted on.

[0.03% of necessary divinity gained.]

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