"Let flesh and sinew bear witness to the invasion of divine amber."
He began with basic necromancy and was fairly skilled at it, but he was drawn to artifacts, mysterious substances, and minerals—an obsession that would ultimately prove his undoing.
One day, he acquired Divine Amber: a substance so mythical and ancient that its very existence was hard to believe. During his experiments with the resinous stone, he risked injecting its suspension directly into his own vein.
An agonizing pain bloomed in his head and spread throughout his entire body, changing him forever. The frozen half of his face no longer answered to his will, and his mind was turned inside out, fusing with madness.
The necromancer could no longer live among people and retreated into the gloomy forests surrounding a dead village. But his solitude was short-lived. His madness proved to be no mere chaos, but a new, extravagant system—one that granted him the ability to breathe sentient life into fragmented, dead flesh and bend it to his will.