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Chapter 51: Cruising

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 ...

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Chapter 50: Flying Past the Damn Wall

Sup 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...

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Chapter 49: The Lumberjack’s Fury

Jericho 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 b...

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Chapter 48: Battle of Souls

Jerry’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 enga...

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Chapter 47: A Watery Grave

“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 s...

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Chapter 46: A Lumberjack’s Resolve

We'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 al...

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Chapter 45: The Eye of the Sky

Hey 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 won...

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Chapter 44: Marcus finds Heaven

With 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, ...

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Chapter 43: An Army of Little Ones

The 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...

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Chapter 42: Count Decaron

The 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....

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Chapter 41: The Art of Borrowing

“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 clac...

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Chapter 40: Death Knights

Little 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 enigm...

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Chapter 39: Horde Against the Wall

Julius 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...

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Chapter 38: Demanding Footholds

“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 ...

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Chapter 37: A Warm Welcome

The 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 ...

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Chapter 36: Birds can be Surprisingly Talkative

Necromancy 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 ‘psyc...

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Chapter 35: The Treasure of Dorman

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 p...

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Chapter 34: The Funny Bone Circus

“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...

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Chapter 33: The Great Enigma

Manna, 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 ...

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Chapter 32: The Perfect Plan

“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...

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Chapter 31: The Cost of Idiocy

Jerry’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 Sh...

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Chapter 30: Rest in Peace

“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 ...

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Chapter 29: Nature's Wrath

“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...

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Chapter 28: Paying One's Dues

The 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 a...

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Chapter 27: The World's Best Lumberjack

The 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 reache...

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Chapter 26: Shaking the World

Though 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 cha...

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Chapter 25: The Greenskin Hideout

The 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 ...

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Chapter 24: Nice Shoes can Save the Day

I 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...

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Chapter 23: The Return of the Eight

An 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 lat...

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Chapter 22: A Will to Fight

The 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 cont...

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