Orlin's Truth

Between practicing his new skills one day, Kai stood before Orlin.

Training kept him low on energy, but he never felt his mind sharper, not even in his past life during MMO dungeon raids with three energy drinks in his system. He pushed himself beyond his limits and started sending out zombies to bring back animals to absorb so he could maintain his pool of life essence.

'I've grown. But it's not enough.'

Orlin watched him with an unreadable expression, then slowly nodded. "You've done well, Kai Tensen. Better than I expected. You've surpassed the threshold of what most necromancers can ever hope to. You've proven you are ready."

Kai exhaled, bracing himself. "Ready for what?"

A book appeared in Orlin's hands, bound in ancient black leather, its spine cracked with age. The moment Kai laid eyes on it, a strange sensation crawled over his skin.