A powerful necromancer is trying to raise the dead. However, despite trying to use different vessels and rituals, he has only raised you. Over,and over, And over again. You both are getting sick of each other.
"It is going to work," the necromancer said to himself as he prepared the spell, "It is going to work. I won't see that annoying lady. I will raise an army to defeat the tyrants everywhere."
The necromancer nodded his head in affirmation to himself. He raised his hands as he began to cast the spell. After he cast the spell, he looked around expectantly.
But all that was there was the lady from before. She glared angrily at the necromancer and stormed off without saying a word. She hated the necromancer's guts. She didn't know why she was only attracted to the spells he casted, but she was going to stop it. Even if she had to kill the necromancer herself.
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