After sitting on the Throne of Bones for countless centuries, the first Arch-Necromancer in the history walked of the stage. He had cheated death for over a thousand years and still wasn´t able to break the chains of his mortal body. His wish to ascend to godhood failed miserably. In his over a thousand year long regain nobody ever dared to attack his people, but the iron fist he used to frighten his enemies also scared his own people. He had no family and friends anymore, death claimed them all sooner or later, everything that death left him was a kingdom scared of his own ruler. So he embraced death like an old friend. Nobody remembers this king. Not even a legend of him remains anymore. Somebody only truly dies when nobody remembers this person anymore. The kingdom which he build with his blood and sweat didn´t exist much longer than his thousand year guard. The kingdoms enemies only feared the old monster nobody else, soon after these enemies heard from his death they attacked and destroyed his kingdom. Who these enemies were? Well who hates Necromancer more than the holy church? But life and death mealy are the opposite sites of a coin. After wandering many years the soul of the first necromancer finally found his way to rebirth. Follow him on his path to reclaim his beloved throne of bones. Who knows maybe you get to watch how he creates his own road to godhood.