Assassin necromancer

Episode 0 [Return]

“This is impossible… This cannot be!”

An old man with long white hair spoke.

His name was Makarov Elliott, a great mage known as an ancient sorcerer.

“How can a human control even the beings of the underworld…?”

“Old men always say things like that.”

In this world, there is no such thing as impossible.

Only people who believe something is impossible.

Whooong.

“Do you have anything else to show me?”

Floating in the air was a mark of the underworld, something only those closest to death could control.

A symbol of the god of death.

I pointed at it and smiled.

“You… You are no longer human. Stop breaking the rules of the world! You know this power is not meant for humans!”

“Of course, I stopped acting human. You killed me first, fifty years ago, remember?”

That was the last thing he heard.

Slash!

Thud!

The boatman of the underworld, Charon, swung his hand.

The head of the once-great mage flew into the air.

“If you had just handed over the item quietly, I might have let you live.”

He was once necessary to keep the balance of the world.

Even though he had killed me before, I no longer hated him.

Because now, I had already surpassed death itself.

And finally, I had obtained it.

Whooong.

“The Tear of the Goddess.”

The divine artifact is said to contain the power of miracles.
With this last ingredient, I could finally fulfill my long-desired goal.

‘It was a long journey.’

It really was.

Since the day I fell into this strange world, I had survived hundreds of deadly situations to reach this moment.

‘I actually died once, too.’

Because of that old fool, who claimed to be protecting the balance of the world.

Back then, his magic seemed like the power of a god.
But now? It was nothing more than a clown’s trick.

“Serezia.”

“Yes? Did you call me?”

A fake god.
Or more accurately, a demigod.

She was called the Goddess of Harmony in this world—Serezia.

“I don’t need any more materials, do I?”

“No! Of course not!”

“Why are you smiling? Are you happy that I’m leaving?”

“N-no! I’m just glad you finally achieved your goal…!”

Right now, she was just my loyal servant.

When I first met her 70 years ago, she acted like some great goddess.
But after I crushed her completely, she turned into nothing more than a scared little girl.

“Tsk.”

When I clicked my tongue, Serezia flinched.

Thinking back, she had caused me a lot of trouble.
Maybe I should teach her one last lesson before I leave?

“A-Anyway! You should start quickly! Your body has so much death energy, it might affect the Tear of the Goddess!”

It was an obvious lie.
But at this point, I didn’t care anymore.

Serezia teleported us back to my hiding place.

Then, she placed me at the center of a magic circle I had prepared for decades.

“The ritual should work fine now. But, like I said before, there could be side effects. There are old records about rulers of other worlds losing their power after dimension travel. I told you already, so you can’t come back and take revenge later!”

“How many times do I have to say it? I got it. Our relationship is over after this. Clean and simple.”

Yes.

It was really the end.

“Ha.”

Finally, this long, long journey was coming to a close.

I, the Lord of Death, who ruled this world,
Would finally return to where I truly belonged.

“Goodbye.”

“Huh?”

“You call yourself a demigod, so stop getting beaten up all the time.”

“……”

“Honestly, when you first told me I could go back, I thought you were just saying anything to get out of trouble.”

But in the end, it was true.

I could really go back.

“Thank you.”

Whooong.

That day,
The Lord of Death, who ruled an era, left Planet Tebe.

And then…

“W-wait, if you say it like that, I’ll feel guilty about my prank…”

Serezia had played a small trick on the dimensional travel spell.

Staring at the empty space he left behind, she muttered to herself.

“Well… If someone has a rough personality, at least they should look soft, right?”

And so, one story came to an end.

…

Some time after the events on Planet Tebe.

Earth.

South Korea.

Somewhere in Seoul, inside a police station…

A young woman muttered in shock.

“Are you serious? This child said he is my brother?”

“Y-yes! That’s what she said, Hunter Baek Seo-Ha! She even knew all your personal information!”

Everyone turned their eyes to the corner of the police station.

There, curled up in a blanket, a small silver-haired girl was shivering.

“S-Skeleton… I’ll turn them all into skeletons… The Lord of Death… Hic…”

She refused to be touched and was trembling in fear.

Anyone who saw her would feel sorry for her.

“Let’s talk in detail.”

Ten years ago, her brother had died.

Now, something troublesome was happening again.

Muttering to herself, Baek Seo-Ha, a top A-rank Hunter, let out a deep sigh.