
by satie
Satie Thanatos never imagined that one day he would be tied to a stake and burned as a heretic. He was only an insignificant adventurer from a remote border town, scraping out a living by helping others find corpses and trace the causes of death. But during one commission, in order to save his companions, he was forced to reveal the power he had always hidden. Necromancy. And then, in a single night, betrayal, trial, and execution all came crashing down on him. The moment the city gates closed behind him, Satie lost everything he had ever known. His identity, his companions, his place to belong. Even survival itself became little more than a desperate hope. All he had left was a foul-mouthed little green demon and a forbidden necromantic tome. From that moment on, he could only walk beside corpses, whisper to the dead, and search for a way forward through wilderness, ruins, and cursed lands. The Church calls him a heretic.The Empire calls him a calamity. But in the beginning, all Satie ever wanted was simply to survive.
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