I wake up and look around. The area i’m in appears to be a cemetery, though it would be an insult to compare it to any cemetery i've ever seen. A sea of statues of angels and demons guarding over the dead. Tombstones and mausoleums as far as the eye can see and considering at the moment in a 8 meter tall dragon (I will refer to it as such cause i don't think i need to describe his undead form every time if you read the first chapter) that is pretty far. Around me is a horde of undead they don't appear to be hostile towards me probably because they sense i’m a higher being.

I hear a scream of terror. Either a normal person saw this horde of undead and me.. Which would make most people especially from my world feel as if their death is standing before their eyes, or the necromancer that made this horde notices i’m not one of their minions and also realizes that i likely will eat them and turn them into some form of undead. I would be terrified too.

I glance about searching for the source of the scream. I notice a black clad figure shaking as if it saw a ghost. (Sorry i had to.) I look down at the figure, studying it and trying to confirm anything about it the robe keeps me from being able to identify gender or any sort of appearance, the sort of robe you wear to hide yourself in. Though i do deduce it is a female from the loud scream of terror i heard a few moments ago.

I decide it might be best to get to know this person even if they are summoning a horde of undead in a graveyard… they are still the best chance i have at actually learning something of this world without embarrassing myself. “You, in the black robe. Where am i?” I say and am a bit surprised at the ghostly echo and the draconic might infused into my voice. Though it takes me a moment to realise that if i'm suprised she must be terrified. ill try to use this to my advantage. “y-y-you a-are i-in th-the d-Dead-fi-field ma-mass gra-grave” She stutters out.

I immediately change my mind, if she stays this terrified she won't be able to answer my questions properly enough for me to make sense of them. “I see, I presume you are a necromancer then?” I ask trying to move to a topic that will less likely to make this Woman shake in her boots in fear for her life. Though this makes her more scared for some reason. Her shaking become more visible i can only guess how pale her face is at this moment. “Y-yes… i-i a-am. P-please, spa-spare m-me” She utters. “Calm down, i have no plans on taking your life as things stand you are very useful to me.” I say attempting to calm her.”use-useful? i-in wha-wha-what way?” She says fearing what might possible might come from my spectral mouth next. “It’s simple really just background knowledge to get me up to date on the affairs of the world and a place to practice magic at it’s been so long that i think my memories started to rot.” I say not wanting to blow my cover or show too much weakness i just met this girl for goodness sake and i have yet to learn her name!

She looks at me curiously. Lacking any of the fear she had before. This frightens me. ‘Did i mess up!? Did i make a mistake in showing even the slightest weakness? I am a dragon after all...’ I think franticly. “Dragon what is your name?” she asks me in a commanding voice. “Who are you to demand my name?” i ask whilst glaring at her for her sudden change in attitude. “The one that brought you back to life! So that makes you my servant! Now state your name!” She says in a demanding voice. ‘Do names have special meanings in this world? to be safe ill choose a name ill call my self and a name i'll tell others… Okay Amisit for myself and Skierus for others.’ i quickly decide. “Skierus the Soul Eating Dracolich at your service but i will not answer to you as master, it is likely only coincidence that i appeared here. Also only the person i select to be my master can be such.” She glares at me. ‘I'm guessing she figured out that i gave her a false name but noticed my title wasn’t fake.’ She then says once more. “Tell me your name you stubborn dragon!” I then glare back at her. “Why do you wish to know my other name?” I ask her.

She flinches back at that. ‘looks like she knows something i don’t it appears. It would be wise to be cautious.’ I determine from her behaviour. She looks up at me with a bit of anger in her eyes. I’m starting to get annoyed. “Isn’t it normal for acquaintances to know eachothers names?” She responds. “Since i’m lacking most if not all my memories i will keep the original name i chose for myself secret. I wouldn’t want to accidently give you power over me or some nonsense.” i tell her. She sighs in response. “ I guess it’s no use then… it really is too much to ask for to be able to bind the most powerful undead i have ever seen to my will.” This makes me feel somewhat frightened and relieved at the same time. “Well then if you wish to converse with me it would be best to call me Skierus or Soul Eating Dracolich. My name true shall forever be lost because don’t wish to be bound to any until i have chosen a person worthy of it.” I tell her.

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She glances at me curiously once more and then mumbles “Somebody worthy eh? Hehehe. You’ll regret telling me that.” She mumbles to the point i can only catch her laughing under her breath. “What are you laughing about?” I ask slightly worried for my future.”Nothing. Nothing!” She replies, making my worries feel more justified. “Okay moving forward. Would you mind enlightening me on why you wished for my true name?” This makes her start laughing and leaves me confused. “Don’t you know that magical beasts can be tamed and controlled if you know their true name?” She tells me as if it’s the most obvious thing ever. “Must be part of the memories that i am lacking.” I answer in my generally ambiguous way. She raises an eyebrow at that then asks. “Just how much of you memory is gone?” I glance back from her and lower my head in shame. “Almost all of it i didn’t even know my true name when i awoke in this graveyard yet somehow i can communicate fine and have some basic ideas on what a necromancer is but nothing really beyond that.” She giggles at my answer and now i’m regretting telling her. ‘She’s gonna use this to her advantage. I know it! I should flee while i still can... ‘

She looks at me and says “Why not come with me i could teach you like you requested.” with a devious smile. I flinch back at this and mutter. “Damnit it! I knew it! Now i’m stuck with her till im educated enough…” She glares at me. “What did you just mumble Mister Soul Eater?” She demands. “N-nothing ma’am!” I reply with haste. She starts to laugh at the thought of treating a dragon this way and it being accepted as natural. “So mind telling me your name i doubt you are a magical beast so it shouldn’t make you bound to my will i assume?” I ask. “Oh yeah i never said it did i? My name is Sylphy, Princess of Arcaria a pleasure to meet you.” She answers nonchalantly. I freeze up. ‘A princess what the hell?! Disembodied voice! Oi! You trying to make this into some sort of cliche story where the main character meets a princess then is forced to become her servant and slowly starts caring more and more for her as other girls fall for him left and right?! NOPE! Count me out! I want none of that getting a harem while enslaved bull!’ I think while looking up at the sky. She looks at me confused. “Why are you staring at the sky?” She asks me bewildered by my actions. “I swear i hear laughter coming from some disembodied voice in a white void.”

She laughs again. “Man you are a weird one!” She says. “Okie Sylphy. Do you happen to have and extra robe or something?” I ask her. She gives me a strange look. “I do but why do you ask?” She replies. “Thats a relief! You mind placing it on the ground and turning around for a sec?” Now really curious. “Why? What are you gonna do?” She can’t help but ask. “Just do it.” I tell her. She does it curious to find out what i plan to do. I quickly turn to my human form to find myself as expected nude. I rush over to the robe and put it on as quickly as possible. “Okay you can turn around now.” I say in a more human voice but it still shows hints of draconic pride and a slight ghostly echo. She quickly turns around alerted by how close my voice was and the change in it.

“Wait how did you change into a human form? I thought you forgot how to use magic!” She yells in surprise. “I did but this is a natural ability not a spell so i can do it easily. Sort of like how you know how to use your arms. You can’t remember learning it you can just do it.” I answer. Now she looks at me with a confused look. “Why do you have the aura of a powerful necromancer?” She asks me. “Err.. That might be due to me being part dracolich… as in a lich that was a dragon.” I answer not really caring about it at this point. “You are only part dracolich? Why only part?” She asks. “How should i know? I lost my memories… Though if i had to guess my ritual in becoming a dracolich was interrupted because i'm not fully a dracolich. I’m a wraith too. Maybe i made myself a spectral body to possess? Wait now that i think about it where the hell in my phylactery?!”

I hurry and search around where i first appeared. “Found it!” Sylphy says while holding what appears to be a clear crystal gem with a glowing purple liquid inside. I go so pale i look like a corpse. “C-could you give that back to me please?!” I ask frantically. She laughs. “Only if you tell me your true name.” I just stare at her with resentment in my eyes. “So my choices are become a slave or become a prisoner under threat of death?” I ask her not hiding my resentment.

“Appears so Skierus.” She says with a wink. “Ugh, why does this crap have to happen to me?” I ask anybody who is listening. “Hehehe. Guess you are just really unlucky.” She says jokingly. I just sigh in response. “Okay let’s leave we will decide what to do about what when we arrive where you planned to take me.” I say to tired to care at this point. “Okay, okay let’s go. Follow me.” She says in a happy tone.