I am a necromancer who masters my dark art to perfection. They are idiots because they decided to challenge me. Neither death, nor a new, weaker body, nor the limitations of my gift—anything will stop me! I move only forward, without stopping for anything. My enemies tremble with fear, and monsters hiss at the sight of me—only one word, ice-cold-bleeding… That’s exactly what it is. Because no one will be spared. Wait… what is this…?