[WARNING: R-18 | Explicit content, graphic violence, and adult scenes] Mark had a miserable life. He died in the most pathetic way possible. And when he reincarnated, instead of becoming the overpowered level 100 character with broken stats, legendary gear, and a ridiculous number of spells…

He woke up at Neccromancer level 1 with a single spell that can’t even properly revive the dead.

Great.

But, somehow, luck was on his side. The very first thing he did was stumble across the corpse of an SSS-Rank Holy Knight inside a dungeon, and out of pure desperation, he used his one half-functional spell on her.

That’s when things took a turn.

He unlocked a new ability that lets him tamper with people’s consciousness… so yeah, he straight-up brainwashed her.

Now he’s got the strongest warrior on the continent following him around like he’s the center of her universe.

So, at least something went right.

Of course, nothing is ever that easy. Turns out being a necromancer isn’t exactly a great addition to your résumé.

It’s not like people chase you with torches or anything that dramatic—it’s more like they give you weird looks, don’t want you anywhere near them, and you’re basically the medieval version of having social leprosy.

And that’s where things get ridiculous.

Because his party didn’t grow because he wanted it to—the universe just seems to have a really twisted sense of humor.

First, a holy warrior who turned into a yandere obsessed with him.

Then a silent assassin who, ironically, ended up being the most sane one in the group.

And after that, an S-Rank healer who was literally sent to kill him… and now can’t live without getting his attention.

One way or another, they all ended up under his command, fully convinced he’s the best thing that’s ever happened to them.

Meanwhile, Mark’s stuck in the middle of it all, wondering when exactly his life turned into this mess.

- NO NTR