my necromancer class

What do you think when you get reincarnated in novel or game that you love?. It's a frequently asked question to people in my world. Life there may be beautiful like fairy tales. Live as a hero and save the world. Isn't that amazing. many say that living in the stories we love is better than living in the real world. It's a wonderfull place to run from reality itself. It must be thrilling isn't it. Or maybe you will get exited, maybe disappointing. Who knows. Ivo Graham wakes up in the world of 'Destiny' he has been playing for 10 years. In a world ruled by the strongest, a world full of unknown undercurrents. Regressors who want to save the world, transmigrators who want to return to their home, and reincarnators who compete to be the best in this world. Stuck between all of them. Ivo Graham set a resolution in his heart. In a new world, beyond what known and unknown. I Will survive according to my will.

I narrowed my eyes at him and caught glimpse of a guy, standing in a corner and what’s weird is that he wasn’t dancing. He seemed different and odd for all this. He’s looking in my direction, very still and I can see him intermittently. The hat makes it harder to discern. Except for the creepy, fiendish smile, raising the edges of his mouth real slowly. I squinted my eyes at him. He tugged his hat from the right, an expression of a muted Hi! I nodded reflexively and opened my mouth to call Frank, who was busy with stuffing ice cubes in two glasses of beer. “Hey!” I called with my hurting head. “What?” he asked the glasses. “Who’s that? Someone new?” I pointed at him. Frank gave up the stuffing and looked in his direction. “Haven’t seen him before” he said with confusion. . . . Elijah Heath, an eighteen year old teenager was stalked by someone. Read to know who was he? And what made him behave this strangely. Does someone REALLY follows her? Or she's hallucinating like others say? . . . "Is someone there?", I moped around the dim-litted living room. "Guess it's just me. I'm making excuses to cease. No, Elijah! You have to finish this up!". As I ascended three steps, I realized a change in the air pressure around me, an odd creak and a clear presence of heat_ behind me. My breath abated. Just as I plucked the nerve to turn, my ankle was grasped and I slided down as some hand pulled me. My knees rubbed along the hard steps. **Caution**: Contains extremely disturbing content. Read only if you can stand murder and blood descriptions else you might feel nauseous.

It was supposed to be a historical fact field trip for class three, grade twelve students but it turned out to be a nightmare adventure for them. They had to find means of survival when their classmate started dropping dead, one after the other. Who will escape the escape room?

In every world we see that power is the source for everything Power is present in novels which have romance and power is present in novels and comics which are based on it. When power is devided it gave rise to certain loopholes. Those loopholes in terms gives rise to a a power check between the ruler and ruled. Everything the ruler says is right and the ruled are the ones to bow before the will. Planet Liva is no different from that game. The power abuse gave rise to a protestant class will their leader be able to turn tables or will he become one of them.

Resa has a mission to help Tere's spirit return home, but unfortunately all the methods he does are never successful. One day Resa sees Silva who is helping a female spirit to go home from class, and he begins to be attracted to the girl. Resa accidentally saw Silva drowning, he helped the girl to come back to life, and started their friendship by carrying out a mission to help Tere's spirit, and David's spirit who was looking for his body so he could come back to life.

Al'ravee spent ninety-five years living the typical life of a mortal, only for him to wake up from his grave five years later to find out that he wasn't what he thought he was and that the last hundred years were just a scheme for his parents to raise the most perfect being in existence. Faced with his new reality, he quickly realizes that he has to drop his mortal way of thinking if he wanted to have a comfortable life in the vast universe. From planet-busting spaceships to unique creatures capable of superhuman feats and magicians from other separate dimensions. Let's not forget his fellow gods that could reshape continents. With new the ideals, mentality, and desire, he carves a path for him to reach his goal. " A lot of people want to reach the peak of existence for different reasons. Some are just power-hungry others do it to support their righteous sense of self, he did it to bring his loved ones back to life, she did it for revenge and that guy just doesn't want to be pushed down by anyone. Well too bad for you. I am the bully who will continuously push you down. I am the one who you want revenge against. I am the one who killed your loved ones. I am that final boss that you just can't beat. I am the one who will take that power that you seek and crush you like the weakling you are. Do you know why" He said towards the army of demons and gods flying towards him? He got ready to jump off the tall building to confront them as he flexed his muscles. *BANG* Like a bullet, he shot off with explosive speed. " IT'S BECAUSE YOU STAND IN MY PATH TO PERFECTION"

"I've been humiliated for too long. Now you will all pay. It will be my pleasure to return every spite you have directed at me, you damned losers."

The modern world that has been divided into two worlds blocked by hexagonal light, inhabited by a collection of vampires and humans. While vampires themselves are divided into three groups, blue-blood which is the highest level in the world of vampires, red-blood which is the middle level where vampires that have got a zign or sign will gather and enter this group, then the third is dark-blood which is a vampire that is devastating and has various forms. Mauver is a young CEO of blue-blood descent (marriage between a human and a blue-blood vampire) trying to gather vampires who do not yet have a zign or sign to be accepted in their world and enter the red-blood class. Those who do not have that sign have two possibilities, destroyed or automatically enter into the dark-blood class whose duties and functions destroy the world order. To get zign is not easy, Mauver must fight many enemies from the dark-blood group. Once, Mauver came a man with light encompassing his entire body until Mauver felt the glare every time he looked at him. He gave Mauver a place, the highest place in the vampire order, even higher than the blue-blood. The god of all vampires—The gold-blood that vampires and humans rarely know. Only, in order to maintain his position, he must faced with dark-blood vampires and even other groups like blue-blood who also want that position. Until then he learns the girl he loves—a human—was bitten by one of the red-blood who perverts and turns into a vampire. However, with his position as the God of the vampires, it was extremely difficult for him to directly plunge into the world of vampires as well as humans. And can't jump right into a zign for new vampires.

As he considered the attack on Atlantis City, Drake's face darkened for a moment, but he shook his head to clear his mind and looked the king in the eye.I can only say that I was going about my business in the city from which I came when it was suddenly bombed.I was, as far as I could tell, the only one who made it through that.After that, I fell down a shaft, struck my head as I fell, and eventually fell asleep.Next thing I knew, I was here in chains.I'd rather keep things that way;I really do not want to discuss my past right now.Everything just went missing. The observers debated what they had heard as more murmurs and hisses filled the grotto. "I'm expecting that by 'bombarded' you imply that your city was gone after, right?"The crowd's murmuring was stopped when the king asked. Shortly after, Drake replied, "Completely leveled."Bastian tapped the high position arm with a claw a couple of times as he suspected peacefully.After that, he stood up straight and spoke loudly enough for everyone to hear. Bastian stated, "I would easily be able to say you’re not guilty of anything" if this decision were simpler to make.While the crowd erupted into a hystearical commotion, Andromon and Prismo shared a brief glance, displaying a hint of surprise.However, "I'm afraid I can't just let you off the hook, after your involvement with the actual thief's escape," he continued, immediately silencing the grotto.

The sound of the wind was clear, it was a lucid reality. I keep on walking, I have no choice. Succumbing to my fate? Who knows. Despite the sound of death and the breeze of love, I abandon it all, therefore I embrace the emptiness. Withering with time and stuck in the pathway of it all. Fated to be a young master, doomed as a commoner. The sky fell to the ground but despite all of that he is bound to realize that everyone is equal in face of heaven and earth, in face of him including everyone. Journey of a mortal to an indescribable change, an indefinite trace of the trail of the chaos itself. The absolute chaotic neutrality. He shall be the fiend himself, and the saint himself in the gist of his situations.