Earlier I was a monster. A monster people feared, worshiped, hunted. I was everything—and not only I. The Six Strongest. The fates of the world depended on us. We decided who and when would achieve victory in one war or another.
And then… then the time of the Strongest passed. I found myself in a new world, in a frail body. On one hand, reincarnation isn’t that bad—lie around and do whatever you want, in line with your teenage age. On the other hand, I would never have agreed to this. Because power, strength, LIFE—at the very least—should be intense. And I will make it so, because the necromancer is back!