Chapter 114: Heir of the Crazy Necromancer

Official announcement:

Hi guys!

I am sorry to announce that I am dropping out of this novel, while I will be focusing my full attention on my WSA novel "Heir of the Crazy Necromancer".

This was my first book and I know I have done a pretty bad job in writing it, so I think it will be the end of this.

I am sorry for all those who wished to read this until the end!

Please give my other novel a try I am sure you won’t be disappointed as the story is close to this book and is actually a sequel of this book.

and I know my grammar was so bad that there were full of mistakes in the Chapters but I surely improved in the meantime too.

And for those who want to read further, don’t worry!

I will rewrite this novel from scratch after this WSA is over correcting all the errors that I made.

Finally thank you so much for bearing with me until now!!

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If you like the story this far then, Check out the sequel of this novel. I promise you won’t be disappointed.

Heir of the Crazy Necromancer:

Chap 1:-

The night sky with a red moon, hanging in midst of the countless shining stars, was dyeing the world with the color of blood.

Innumerable severed bodies of the monsters that were unlike anything the mass has seen were littered around, with a sea of blood running through, covering the hard ground.

Demons, Elves, Angels, Dwarves, Fairies, Humans, dragons, and many other races who resided in the tower stood astonished at the sight in front of them.

The bodies of the monsters that they couldn’t even recognize filled their sight for as long as they could see.

And amidst that sea of blood and corpse stood a man.

His red eye that shone in the dark and the bow in his hand which was showered in blood, reminded them of the crazed man and his terrors.

But at this movement, they didn’t feel intimated but felt awe.

Awe at the man who was standing alone in the middle of the death field.

Like a candle of fire in midst of the darkness.

Like a sturdy rock in the storm.

Like a knight shielding the weak.

he stood rooted firmly to the ground and around him kneeled the army of undead, whose mere presence was giving chills to the onlookers.

Skeletons, ghouls, zombies, vampires, spirits, Death knights, liches, wraiths, shadow beings, and countless undead. They kneeled with absolute loyalty in his presence.

The eleven beings that stood behind him like the pillars that supported the falling sky, stood out even more than his whole undead army. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

A Death Knight wielding two swords that cut through the space itself.

A winged Vampire for whom, the blood became the arms and weapons.

A Massive bull whose footing alone shook the ground.

A being of Shadow in whose presence the darkness bowed.

A huge bone dragon who wielded death claws.

A human figure who looked like a zombie with countless emotionless monsters behind him.

A Fenrir covered in the darkness, whose mouth seemed to create a black hole.

A man with fairy wings giving off the aura of the dead.

A female Spirit whose beauty alone bewitched the gods.

A lich holding a glowing orb, like the grim reaper.

and A mass of flesh, Goliath, A being even larger than the giants.

All of them stood silently behind him, like the apostles of the god waiting for his command.

There was something in the hand of the man that was standing in front of that army.

The ground seemed too weak to bear his weight as he who stood like a mountain suddenly fell to his knees!

Two pale white and soft hands caught him.

A devil with red horns and extremely handsome features caught him as he suddenly appeared beside the man.

The undead army of the unknown man flinched at his presence but continued to stand rooted seeing his face.

"Will....iam!"

The man stuttered as it was too much for him to even talk.

"Cough!...cough...!"

He coughed up blood as he tried to talk.

"Don’t talk anything, hold on for a second, I will heal you in a flash!"

A warm smile appeared on the man’s face as he looked at the frustrated devil.

"I felt this...ma..ny times...but yo...u...you ar...e...too kind...William"

"Just shut up!"

Tears filled the eyes of the Devil as he cast all kinds of healing spells on the man, but everything was for naught!

"It will... not work..... William.....I.... already exhausted my..... Soul, all that remains is a minute... before my... death"

The devil didn’t respond to him as he continued his efforts.

"The ruler of the Death couldn’t..... even escape the death himself?.... what an Irony, Right.... William?"

"Please don’t do this"

The man’s smile grew bigger as the Devil’s heart sank deeper.

"Listen, William, I.... don’t have ...much time! Cough...cough!"

The man gave the thing in his hand to William.

"Take good care of him, you can do at least..... that much for me.... right?"

William who held the thing looked at the dying man’s face.

"You are really going to leave him alone after the promise you made to her?"

The man who was just a step away from death smirked at his remark.

"I dreamt of.... giving my all to him,... but.... the fate..... had other plans beside...."

The man looked at his face.

"I know.....I Know... you will take care of him better... than I.... alone could have ever been able..... to"

The devil bit his lips at the inexpressible emotion that surfaced inside him.

"Just tell him that....his father really....loved...h...."

flop!

"..."

He collapsed without being able to finish his sentence and his body dispersed in the darkness like the sand in blowing wind.

"..."

Silence ensued, not even a single individual among the countless that were present there, uttered a word.

Except for the one that the man saved!

Ding!

[A great man!]

[A great man who defended the Tower!]

[A great man who stood alone in the face of the terrifying beings to protect the Tower]

[A great man who didn’t hesitate to give his life to protect the Tower]

[A great man for whom the tower itself became indebted to]

[A great man.....]

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[He Perished!!]

[Perished while protecting the smile of the child]

[perished while protecting the happiness of the men]

[Perished while making his own son an Orphan]

[For he was the greatest man that was ever born, ever lived, and ever died!!]

[The world shall mourn for his departure for he is the one who is responsible for all those who are breathing now]

[He shall be remembered]

[For now, tomorrow, and for the countless days, years, and millenniums to come]

[He shall be remembered!]

[Remembered as a crazy man who sacrificed everything to protect the Tower]

[As the man who became one with the Death]

[As the man for whom the tower owed an unpayable debt]

[As The Crazy Necromancer in the Ruined Tower]

[The myth of the Ruler of Dead Ends!!]

That day the rain didn’t stop in the Tower, like the Tower itself was shedding tears for the loss of a great man who would never be born again!

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Thank you!

here is the synopsis:

Wealth, fame, power.

The one who climbs to the top floor of the tower was promised everything that the universe has to offer.

The text that weirdly appeared in front of everyone one day, drove the people to climb the Ruined Tower.

[You want to be absolute? Climb the Tower and everything shall be yours!]

[The one to reach the top of the Tower shall have everything that the universe has to offer]

and so began the people heading to the Tower to gain absolute power for their own reasons.

And among them was a young man named Michel.

The things that he himself was unaware of were going to happen in his life...

New comrades, new place, new enemies, and a grand adventure!

The Myth of the Crazy Necromancer’s Heir was about to start!