The Necromancer's First Step. Volume 3

For 90 years, I mastered healing so deeply that I managed to make copies of my consciousness, hardly grow older, and become the youngest archmage. But all good things come to an end too—we were invaded by the dead. I had to sacrifice myself to close the portal from which they emerged. I hated them with all my soul, but fate decided to mock me: I was reborn in a world where healing is part of necromancy!