My body shook as I tried to figure out what just happened. One second I'm repeating a spell at a tombstone, not a smart idea trust me i know, and the next thing i know is that I'm rudely blinded by a white light and am now on my ass on a wet patch of grass and im shaking like a maniac. I look up once my head clears, and the first thing I see? A pair of grey-blue colored legs and a pair of green shorts, and I thought I had a terrible sense of style.
I look up even further, the dude's face was scary, hollow patches around his eyes were dark and even the eye around the iris was black. I couldn't pull myself away from his gaze, as if i was trapped. It took ablot of willpower to look away, "who are you?" I asked, trying to get my mind off the look he gave me.
He just looked at me, as if he didn't know what his name was.
"Hellooooo? Earth to creepy guy." I waved my hand in front of his face and to my surprise he smacked it away.
"How am i here?" He said to me, his voice chilling, "What did you do? Are you a necromaster?"
"Don't know what that is, i mean I'm like, just staring to do Necromancy but i highly doubt I'm any sort of master." I'd stated to him with as much confusion as he had in his eyes. Neither of us knew what happened.
"You...just started practicing? Arent necromancers born with their abbilities?"
"I dont know, you tell me, i just found a book and started saying things, I didnt think an ENTIRE HUMAN would just pop outta nowhere!" At this point I was getting..."excited" to say the least.
