The Black Necromancer

“Who dares?!” With anger, Michael’s voice bellowed through the entire town, the air electric with the power he commanded. His crystal blue eyes burned with an angry flame as he looked at the silver glowing figure that had been stalking in the direction of the human boy he had brought to this world. One whiff of that aura was enough to allow Michael identify the divine being that had descended into a human body.

“Gavin. What are you doing here?” Michael’s face crumpled as he took note of the troublesome God that wanted to kill Leon.

“Oho! Michael, what are YOU doing here?” Benny, or rather, Gavin, stopped and laughed deeply. He tilted his head, looking at the trembling undead behind Michael, before putting together a possible hypothesis. “I see, so this undead is of your doing? Very well, then. I shall wash my hands off this matter. Just, one thing.” Gavin held up a finger, “Do not kill the humans here. Let them go, they belong to me.” He said firmly, all friendliness in his voice draining away.

Michael put aside his irritation and glared at Gavin before letting out a deep breath and nodding his head. “Very well, then.”

“Alright, thank you. I shall take my leave now.” Gavin also nodded, and in the next moment, the silver-white glow around him was doused like a flame put out by water. Adrian’s eyes rolled into the back of his skull, and his body collapsed into a heap on the floor, unconscious.

p Michael shook his head and waved his arm. A wave of energy shot out and enveloped Adrian’s body, healing any injuries that the backlash of being the vessel of a God had caused. After that, he turned to the frozen skeleton at his back, taking in Leon face to face for the first time.

“Get up.” He spoke, and a wave of divinity flowed into Leon’s body forcing him to stand up straight. He sighed after a moment before waving for Leon to follow him and making his way to the center of the town, with Leon following behind him.

Upon arriving before the rundown and partially crumbled cathedral, Michael sighed, shook his head, and waved his hand, exercising his divinity once again. Under the influence of his divinity, it was as if a new building was being crafted from nearly nothing. The black, decayed stones that were covered in moss turned into white marble blocks that arranged themselves neatly, stacking up on top of each other, until they reached a height that surpassed the peak of the cathedral when it was whole.

After a couple of minutes his divinity rolled back into him, revealing the fruit of his labor. A massive, white castle was left in place of the cathedral, its white blocks standing out amongst the dark ruins of the town.

“Now, this looks worthy to house a God.” Michael nodded to himself and walked forward. The massive, ten meter tall double doors that led in swung open soundlessly, and he walked into the temple, revealing a massive hallway that stretched for some distance. There were a few branching hallways that led elsewhere, but that was not for him to deal with. He had built this place with the intention of leaving it for Leon in the first place.

Walking forward, Michael reached another set of ten meter tall double doors, with two four meter tall stone golems on either side of the door. He had made them to guard the temple and make sure nothing happened to it.

The two stone golems moved to push open the doors, and after entering, the doors closed back soundlessly.

Behind Michael, Leon marveled at the power that was being displayed before his very eyes. He took in the massive hall that they had stepped into. Just this hall was already thrice the size of the large hall of the cathedral. The hall was totally empty, with the exception of a massive throne and statue at the end of the hall. The statue was seated on the marble throne, and it was the exact depiction of the man before him.

There was a much smaller throne that was just about three meters tall at the base of the statue. The man sat on the throne, sighing and looking at Leon while supporting his chin with his fist.

As the man looked at Leon, Leon felt the strange hold that had grabbed hold of his body ever since the man commanded him to follow leave his body, and he regained his freedom of movement. Even then, he did not dare move without being instructed to.

“You can drop your apprehension. If I wanted you dead, then I would not have even tried to save you.” Michael waved his hand at Leon.

“…Who… Who are you?” Leon paused for a while before eventually speaking out the first question that was at the forefront of his mind.

“I am a God.” Michael said flatly.

Silence reigned for a few seconds as Leon processed this information, small explosions going off in his mind.

‘A God?! Oh, heavens, what have I brought onto myself? Was that other one a God too?’ His mind ran quickly as he parsed together all of what had happened in this very eventful day. Of course, Michael could read his mind, but he remained silent.

“Was the other person a God too?” Leon asked next.

“Yes.”

“…Why did you save me?” Leon hesitantly asked.

A smile spread across Michael’s face when Leon asked this question. He was quite satisfied with Leon’s mindset so far. Leon did not easily get stunned by the new information he was learning, and he was quick to adapt to new situations. That highly adaptable nature of his was being shown off at the moment.

“Well, I can not let my investment go to waste, can I? Or else why would I have brought you to this world?” Michael smiled mysteriously, and his words set off another chain reaction in Leon’s mind, making him go temporarily blank.