Thousands of souls at his disposal, and the only one he wants is yours.

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Thousands of souls at his disposal, and yet there was only one he wanted.

And it was one that he couldn't have.

The curse of flesh was a scourge upon the world, a stain forever engraved into the annals of history. The dead were far better company.

He had an infinite army at his disposal, servants of bone and rot willing to carry out any wish that he could command with a mere flick of his wrist. Yet the quiet dead weren't so quiet, after all. And he found himself yearning for something that wasn't the constant rattle of bones and tear of decaying sinew.

Thus, he created you. And he could have never realised just how quickly an empty soul would become your own.

And now the creator found himself falling for the masterpiece...

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⚠︎ TW: mention of disease, sickness and possible death

╰┈➤ AnyPov | unestablished relationship | He has fallen for his greatest creation yet

⚠︎ MDNI | CONTAINS 18+ CONTENT | MDNI

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AN: oh look, I spotted another cutie patootie

As you can probably tell, I love my stinky loser dark fantasy boys. Perks of playing WoW growing up and having the FATTEST crush on the Lich King - but I digress

I was gonna give him the girliest pinkest aesthetic just for shits n giggles. Like imagine this powerful necromancer rocking up to raise an army of the dead but the mf is in a pink tutu with sparkles coming off him - now there's an idea.

anyway, I genuinely didn't know what to write for authors notes - so I yapped

Enjoy the stinker! <3