Jerry leaned against the railing and took a deep, deep breath. The ground rolled below, seemingly slow but actually fast, and the wind buffeted his face, sending strands of black hair flying backward. He hadn’t had a haircut in a long time, not since Derek helped groom him for Pilpen’s counci...
2025-01-09 18:36:01 +0000 UTC View PostSup necromancers. I did a small overhaul of my Patreon page to match the new story, including new tier names. Check them out -- I'm open to ideas and suggestions, especially about the name of the 10$ tier. It needs to be super cool.
The only thing which remained the same was the link, which...
2025-01-08 18:36:01 +0000 UTC View PostJericho grinned at Axehand. “You think you’re something, don’t you?” he said. “A pitiful, stupid undead who can’t even talk…”
Unlike Jericho, Axehand didn’t taunt—what lumberjack speaks with trees?
A strong breeze blew through the manor’s holes, and the steel fla...
2025-01-07 18:36:01 +0000 UTC View PostJerry’s and Maccain’s souls clashed midair.
Like two armies fighting, or two bodies of water trying to drown each other, they split into strands and streams, coiling and twisting and ensnaring each other. It was the first time Jerry engaged in soul battle—but the knowledge came easy, ...
2025-01-06 18:36:00 +0000 UTC View Post“Hurry, hurry!” Laura hissed in Boney’s ears—or where they would be if he had any. “Get the airship started! We cannot fight a Herald!”
Boney didn’t need to be told twice. He had already charged into the airship’s bowels in search of barrels—as Laura had said before—and ...
2025-01-05 18:36:00 +0000 UTC View PostWe're about to climb the Rising Stars of royalroad, so if you enjoy this story, consider dropping a review to help me out!
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Maccain and his two undead stood in the rubble, confidently facing the Funny Bone. Screams rang from all around as window shutters opened and closed. Fas...
2025-01-04 18:36:01 +0000 UTC View PostHey necromancers. I didn't have the chance to say it before, but I want to wish you all a very happy new year. Love, joy, courage, fulfilment... All the things which comprise a happy life, I wish them for you. And lots of reading!
Have a wonderful 2025,
Valerios :)
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Boney ...
2025-01-03 18:36:01 +0000 UTC View PostWith a creak that felt ear-scratching—but was really rather quiet—the iron door swung open, revealing the manor’s outer courtyard.
Trees and bushes lined the gravel paths, shining under the silver moonlight. The silence was deafening, with only the muffled sounds of the town disturbin...
2025-01-03 09:19:05 +0000 UTC View PostThe Wall of the Damned stretches for a thousand miles, coast to coast, completely cutting off the Dead Lands from the Three Kingdoms. It measures an average width of six feet and an average height of nine, with the most critical sections being appropriately strengthened.
It is ...
2025-01-03 09:17:05 +0000 UTC View PostThe manor of Count Decaron was placed on the city’s edge, as far away from the Wall as possible. Tall walls surrounded it, painted red, pristinely maintained, and with spikes at the top, while the nearby houses all spoke of riches and authority. Despite its relatively low population count, Edge...
2025-01-03 09:16:29 +0000 UTC View Post“What do you think about this, Boney?” Jerry pointed to a length of rope. “Can’t we use it?”
“We already have rope, Master.”
“We have rope, yes…but what about a second rope?”
Under his hood, Boney’s jaw clacked.
With the sun high in the sky and today...
2025-01-03 09:16:00 +0000 UTC View PostLittle is known about the Great Enigma. What happened six hundred years ago? Where are the Primordials, are they alive or dead, and why are those world-shaking events missing from every historical record?
Many connect this enigma to Dorman, the mysterious explorer who lived dur...
2024-12-28 11:01:31 +0000 UTC View PostJulius and Meredith, my dear friends,
I write to seek your guidance, for I have reached the end of my wits.
The Wizard Order has escalated its operations within my borders and no longer bothers hiding. Their Sworn fanatics openly wear their feather tattoos. Their...
2024-12-28 10:57:37 +0000 UTC View Post“Watch the Funny Bone, the circus of undead! Don’t be afraid, they’re friendly!”
“An undead circus is rarer than flying whales! Don’t miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!”
Ten children dressed in rags darted through the streets of Edge, preparing the ground for Jerr...
2024-12-28 10:57:08 +0000 UTC View PostThe Wall of the Damned—or Damn Wall, as it was commonly called—had been constructed with the terrain in mind. It mostly followed the plains of Escarbot’s northern border until their very center, where there lay a ravine which funneled large quantities of undead into a small part of the Wall...
2024-12-28 10:56:38 +0000 UTC View PostNecromancy is inaccurately named.
The practitioners of this school of magic often deal in corpses, ghosts, and icons of death, but that is not where our domain lies. A more accurate descriptor would be psychomancy, where ‘psycho’ is an elaborate word for soul.
In the Kingdom of Escarbot, not many villages had inns, but this one begged to differ.
The Fat Boar inn was a stub of a building, short and square. It barely had room for three tables inside, but when the weather was nice, they would often place another two outside, on the cobbled courtyard...
2024-12-28 10:55:06 +0000 UTC View Post“Come, everyone, come! Watch the Funny Bone, the one and only undead circus of the Three Kingdoms!”
Jerry stood on a crate and called out to the crowd, inviting them all to the performance. This random village they’d chanced upon was a medium-sized one, housing at least a hundred peop...
2024-12-28 10:54:35 +0000 UTC View PostManna, Desistos, Gaia, Pyros, and Hydra.
The five Primordials ruled over our world for millennia, each a nature spirit representing the apex of a branch of magic. They were immortal, invincible tyrants with no consideration for human life. To them, we were little more than toys...
2024-12-28 10:20:48 +0000 UTC View Post“Jerry!” Soon after the villages disappeared, a shout came from the hill’s base as a rugged figure burst out of the tree line. It was Derek, panting as if he’d run all the way here, and still wearing the same bloodied clothes as before. He’d come from a different direction than the vill...
2024-12-28 10:16:18 +0000 UTC View PostJerry’s tower had been vandalized.
The fence, arduously built over the winter, had been torn down in places. The wooden statue had been broken into two, lying on the hard ground, and Jerry’s shoemaking bench had been flipped. At least Shorty’s grave was undisturbed in the backyard, an...
2024-12-28 10:15:43 +0000 UTC View Post“Ohhhhh…” With a drawn-out groan, Jerry’s eyelids fluttered open. He was cold for a moment, incredibly cold, before the feeling receded and his body started working again.
“Master!” a joyous cry came from the side, followed by a chorus of happy, unintelligible sounds.
Jerr...
2024-12-28 10:14:58 +0000 UTC View Post“I WILL FUCKING DESTROY YOU!” Jericho roared, his voice shaking the leaves with its supernatural intensity. He stood on top of the fallen tree—his brother’s corpse—while looking down on everyone.
Below him, everyone shared the same thought. He really is invincible…
<... 2024-12-28 10:14:20 +0000 UTC View PostThe collapse of a gigantic tree was a slow but tense sight.
The behemoth was almost a hundred feet tall, towering over everything else in the forest. Its dark bark moaned and screamed as it titled, the tree’s own weight ripping its roots apart, and then it fell.
The entire forest sh...
2024-12-28 10:13:42 +0000 UTC View PostThe moment Axehand threw off his cloak, grunted, and buried his axe-hand in the tree all the way to the forearm, many different things happened at once.
The surrounding guards froze; two of them screamed and ran away, while the others reached for their weapons, roared, and attacked. Boney a...
2024-12-28 10:13:15 +0000 UTC View PostThough the plan seemed far-fetched, it was their only option. By the time the sun set, all the details had been ironed out.
Axehand and Boney made up the ground team. The former was the core of the operation, while the latter would be in charge of tricking the guards into letting them in. I...
2024-12-28 10:12:40 +0000 UTC View PostThe bandit hideout was not what it sounded like.
When someone hears about a hideout, they imagine a shack hidden in the shadows, a rundown basement, or, at best, an abandoned, dusty, barely standing mansion.
What these bandits had was an entire array of treehouses nestled on dark-bark...
2024-12-28 09:25:39 +0000 UTC View PostI was there during the Red Week.
We set hundreds of miles of forest on fire to keep the Curse away from our land. We shot the animals and refugees with crossbows from afar, not daring to approach in fear of contracting the Curse ourselves, forcing them to either fall to our bol...
2024-12-28 09:25:05 +0000 UTC View PostAn odd procession greeted the woods. Ahead walked Derek, his powerful yet dexterous form leading the way for everyone else. At the very back was Axehand, pulling a cart filled with some of Jerry’s latest experiments. They would be reanimated later—even though Jerry’s capacity for undead had...
2024-12-28 09:24:31 +0000 UTC View PostThe sun crested the horizon, showering the world with life.
A lone, dark figure stood in front of a necromancer’s tower, bow in hand. The tower was already bustling with activity, with the undead arrayed in front of it cutting a stark contrast against the man’s still figure. He opened h...
2024-12-28 09:24:01 +0000 UTC View Post