"Finally, I escaped the imperial capital. I chose a direction and ran madly. I ran for seven days and seven nights, until the moment I collapsed from exhaustion, falling into a valley. From that day on, there was no more light in my heart—only endless resentment and hatred. I would live for vengeance. I would kill every person who had betrayed me, every person who had harmed me."
"For some reason, after I lost the light, the cultivation method of the Tortoise Shell Technique vanished without a trace. Perhaps my hatred had repulsed it. But that no longer mattered to me. From that black token, I received the inheritance of an ancient necromancer. Light and necromancy were originally powers utterly opposed to one another. Yet under my talent, I gradually fused them together. I needed power—power strong enough to overturn the entire Pompo Kingdom and destroy the Glorious Papacy. I no longer had any family. In this world, everyone was my enemy; only their blood and lives could offset the resentment in my heart. I cultivated day and night, frantically increasing my strength, all for the day I could take revenge."
"Hatred became my greatest driving force. Can you imagine how terrifying it was for a Child of Light to hide deep in the mountains for ten years of arduous cultivation? When I emerged from those mountains, I was no longer Eleiks, the Child of Light. I was the Holy Necromancer God, Eleiks the Necromancer Calamity."
"I killed everyone I encountered, turning all living creatures into undead beneath my command. Beginning with a small city, I gradually gathered my army of undead. By the time I returned to the imperial capital of the Pompo Empire, a million undead stood at my side. I utterly destroyed the Pompo Empire. But that