"Why?" Zhi Rui asked again. The fate of necromancers was not bright, to say the least. They are persecuted and hunted down, the head of the weakest could make a noble out of a beggar overnight.
It didn't matter what Zhen Li does from now on, his eyes that doesn't reflect light and his lack of presence are common traits of those that deal with death, that'll follow him, and are nearly impossible to disguise.
He couldn't live on any human settlement anymore. He could only go to secluded or dangerous areas and hope no other human would bump into him. But even then, the dangers of facing a strong beast will be constant and stressful. But if he wants to avoid the forest he has to find a strong disguise and let go of necromancy and be crippled for life.
