Roman Sanders

🩸 ULTIMATE NECROMANCER SYNOPSIS Kaelen was supposed to die. Crushed beneath the weight of a collapsing raid boss and his own piss-poor judgment, he welcomed oblivion like an old drinking buddy with a grudge. Instead, he woke up naked, undead, and holding a glowing black tome that whispered sweet apocalypses into his ear like a horny banshee with no sense of personal space. Now the world is his buffet, and death is just the starter. Armed with a god-tier necromancer class, Kaelen doesn’t build an army—he cultivates a fucking family of unhinged monsters. From Nyssara, his banshee lieutenant who flirts through evisceration, to Mourn, the disgruntled bone-construct with attachment issues, his undead legion is a trauma-bonded mess of love, war, and co-dependence. The gods have rules. Kaelen writes fanfiction about breaking them. Welcome to a world where magic is a drug, love is weaponized, and the word "cunt" is a comma.

Mark Sanders worked his fingers to the bone as a freelance construction project manager. Every day felt like an uphill battle as he tried to grow his business while dealing with the cold stares and cutting remarks from Richard, his wealthy father-in-law. Initially, Lisa stood by Mark, believing in his dreams. However, as their unpaid bills mounted and their bank account shrank, she began to distance herself from him. Richard never hid his disgust, always making Mark feel like dirt beneath his polished shoes. The dragon tattoo on Mark's shoulder—a reminder of his carefree college days—became his only link to a time when hope burned bright in his chest. Mark's life fell apart when Lisa walked out. Her goodbye came with a shocking revelation that she and her father had been plotting against him for months. She falsely accused him of gambling away their savings and mishandling their money. Within days, police showed up at his door. The charges? He never committed. Richard's connections twisted the justice system like clay in his hands. Mark sat helpless as a sham trial tore his reputation to shreds. From his seat in the courtroom, he watched Lisa hiding behind her father, her eyes never meeting his as the judge sentenced him to prison.