Melvin had wronged the other lich. He used them to escape and they paid for it. For the life of him he couldn't feel sympathy for them or any emotion besides rage.

He glanced over his grey hands. They were muscular, and his fingers were longer than normal. His fingertips ended in black nails. Melvin felt a strength in his hands that was never present in his mortal life.

The sounds of hooves pounding the ground pricked his ears and he turned to see a massive equine. A moose charged at him. Biting and stinging insects followed behind the massive animal.

His fist found its way through the moose's skull, he used the new corpse as a club to crush the wolves coming from behind. Even with the constant xp the next level was too far away.

Blood and animal parts covered the forest floor. Birds aged and rotted to dust in the air. Black Rage extended killing everything around him. The trees soaked up nutrients rapidly grew then sagged with age.

His ears pricked from the twang of bow strings, he hit the deck. Arrows covered where he had been standing. A green fluid leaked from them turning the forest floor green. Vines and tree branches began to rapidly grow into a monstrosity.

"Awesome, I was getting bored killing everything sent at me. Hopefully, you guys will last a bit longer." Melvin said. When more arrows slammed into the growing monster, he took a step back in preparation for a fight.

"Foolish abomination, we won't let your evil spread any further. We have stopped your army now all that's left is you. Give up and we will make your death quick." The vines and roots spun into a large egg.

"No thanks. But do you expect me to sit and wait on this thing to hatch. Thanks for the xp." Melvin said with a grin. He slammed his fist in the growing egg unleashing Devastation and Death Touch. The black mana invaded the construct of life mana for a moment before the green mana overwhelmed his own. The green mana infested his fingertips. A blistering pain filled his arm before black mana forced the green out. A smile lit his face.

"That is so cool. Is this like a combination of Land Creation and Raise Dead. So, what exactly does it do. I understand that its an egg but of what. Is there some sort of tree monster that's about to pop out or is this how you have so many animals to throw at me?" Tendrils covered in thorns slashed at him driving him from touching the egg, again. "I wonder what the profile will say?"

Egg of Life lv?

A spell prepared with a long-range delivery system. A random creature that once lived in the forest is summoned with a +20 to its level. If more Elven Shaman devote mana to the spell the level boost can be greater.

Massive root stabbed into the earth and the trees around died. This egg was storing more and more power to bring about its purpose. Melvin laughed out loud.

"Oh, no don't summon a powerful monster for me to destroy. If you summon something like this I might lose."

"It is too late abomination. You will die on the claws and fangs of our beast. We may have needed to sacrifice our lives, but you will die, and we will gain a victory for our people. Future generations will sing of our victory over the death himself."

Melvin began by casting territory creation. Tendrils of black mana changed into snakes and dove into the ground.Will and imagination had a lot to do with magic.

He didn't have a weapon besides the branch in his hand he used against the panther. His best bet for survival was to take advantage of the time he had.

Green lightning began to shoot around the egg as it began to expand. All the forest around Melvin was dead and the egg grew ever larger. It was the size of a small house now. Whatever was inside was going to be a giant.

The elves collapsed finally revealing themselves to Melvin. It seemed the Egg wasn't satisfied only draining the trees. Small parasitic vines grew off their bodies releasing green mana for the egg to absorb.

"What a greedy thing you are. Sucking your allies dry and still after all this time you keep getting bigger." Melvin said. The egg had grown to the size of a two-story house. He honestly couldn't wait to see what the inside.

A crack split the egg down the middle. "For thousands of years, I slumbered waiting for a spell to allow my return to this world. Yet my only challenger is a pathetic dead man." Dark Heal had long since healed the scratch from the eggs thorny vine whips.

"Who are you supposed to be?" The egg fell away revealing a man-sized humanoid. This creature had butterfly wings and green skin. He had four solid purple eyes and antennae. With a flap of his wings a powder filled the air only to die and turn to dust when it neared him.

When it saw the effect, its head turned to the side.

"I see you aren't one of the Elven. No, you are a creature not from this land. Let's see how you swap hands." The creature said.

Mobius The Enchanting Forest Moth lv150

Legendary Life Mage

A Legendary Shaman who attempted to challenge the gods and lost. He was chopped into pieces and made fertilizer for the forest. Warning if this monster escapes, he will gain levels at an incredible rate.

Melvin concentrated Black Rage around his skin to amp up the effectiveness of the skill. He multiplied the skill by 10 making use of his territory.

"Interesting a worm wishes to challenge me. Well it has been a long time since I got down and dirty. I hope you aren't too fragile." Mobius said.

Melvin kicked off the ground throwing up dirt and planted his fist in the bridge of Mobius's nose. Mobius's eyes widened, and he clutched his face. His face changed colors and he stepped back clutching his face.

"Dude, are you ok." Melvin asked.

"Oh, god my nose why does this hurt so much. Your lv30 this shouldn't hurt." Mobius yelled between sobs.

"Man, I'm starting to feel bad. We can do this another time. You don't really seem to be ready. We can do this again another time." Melvin suggested. He let out a sigh realizing, he would lose all that sweet xp. If this guy wasn't so pathetic, he would have finished him already.

"I got you." Mobius blew a heavy fog of poison in Melvin's face.

His eyes were full of poisonous dust and his lungs burned horrible. A heavy blow slammed into his chest and knocked him skidding across the ground.

"What the fuck?" Melvin yelled as he tried to get up. Dark Heal did nothing to clear his vision.

"Fooled you. You should have taken me more seriously. Now, I can finish you at my leisure." Black Rage stacked 20 as he smashed the ground and dragged his body up. A blow knocked him away from his territory.

Sharp spikes ripped through his body, as a tree crushed him. Pain, the spikes began to grow roots through his body and began to drain his mana supply. He continued to rev up Black Rage as his pain and rage grew. The world began to rot and age around him as entropy damage increased.

Another blow hit him from behind, as he ripped the spikes form his body. Melvin spun around and grabbed ahold of Mobius. His hand moved gripping a wing and ripping it off. The sound of tearing flesh was music to his ears.

"You bastard, I'm," Melvin smashed his fist repeatedly against Mobius's body. It sounded like a child punching mud. It felt warm and wet bones shattered and Melvin felt mana filled organs ripping them out. He crushed them to pulp.

Melvin stabbed his fingers through Mobius's eye sockets crushing them. He dropped the butterfly man and stomped Mobius repeatedly. There was no increase in xp and no matter how much damage he did, the monster wouldn't die. Melvin crushed the creature's skull and walked on.

As he moved through the woods towards the mountains bumped into trees constantly. He was forced to use his tree branch to find his path. He crushed the monsters in his way and walked on. Bird's died from his Black Rage dropping like rain.

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Wasps, hornets, and dragon flies, they attacked him in their hundreds of thousands. He continued his way to where he thought the mountains were. Melvin could have already been turned around, but it didn't matter. He was growing stronger.

Black mana turned into small humanoid dolls and leapt into some of the downed birds. With that Raise Undead was cast. He immediately cast Control Undead. Small strings of black mana leapt from his body and attached to the zombie birds.

With the connections, he regained sight through the birds. So, he continued towards the mountains in the distance.

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Something pulled him, "We summon you, slayer of evil. Most powerful and deadly lord of light, we face the most dangerous dark lord in generations. Come we summon you ultimate and glorious savior of the righteous." It pulled at Melvin, he smiled and let his body and phylactery follow the summons.

He appeared in a room surrounded by robed people. Melvin reached down and picked up the small black gem that contained his soul.

"My word, he's naked is that his dick." A shocked middle aged red head yelled. Melvin questioned his decision immediately.

"Are you the great Lord of Light we summoned to slay the evil Dark Wizard Voldemort?" A robed man with a magnificent beard said.

"I was a Lord of Light at one point. But, I quit that job. Too much travel too little pay. I have a real job now. I'm a military commander." Melvin said. The robed man brushed his beard and nodded.

"Sir, can I have a word." A greasy man said. "We don't know if he is really a lord of light. He feels darker than the dark lord. If he was ever a light lord, then he must have fallen."

"Severus you may have a point. Why do you have an aura of darkness and are those zombie birds?" Melvin was on them before the old man could blink. He snapped the old man's neck and punched a hole through the greasy man's face. His birds immediately attacked the women.

Melvin pulled the wand from the old man's hand and suddenly felt a powerful source of Black Mana. He snapped the wand into chewable portions and swallowed the remains.

Through the act of devouring a Legendary Item your Wisdom has increased by 200.

WIS 205

You have gained the following random perks.

Dark Reactor – Power natural radiates from your body. There is no end to the energy your body produces. X2 MPR

Soul Syphon – The destruction of other grants you a chance to bolster your MPR. 0.01% chance to add an enemies MPR to your own.

Bone Collector – The more skeletal undead you have in your army the more your MPR rises. +1%MPR per skeletal creature.

He thought about raising the fools who summoned him but thought better of it. Better to let sleeping dogs lie. Melvin was free in a brand-new world all powers intact. Not to mention he had his genitals back.

After collecting the least damaged robe from the dead bodies he made his way outside. "It seems they weren't able to summon a lord of light after all. This is for Dumbledore Avada Kadavra." An angry ginger said. Melvin leaned to the side and walked up to the man. The man looked overly frightened for some reason.

"I'm new to this little world mortal, if you lead me to civilization I will spare you. Perhaps, I will see to the death of your current dark lord." The man glared at Melvin.

"Constant Vigilance," The man yelled and pulled a hidden wand only to send a blasting curse against the side of the castle wall. "My god." The man said.

"No, I'm just a man who stepped out of one battle field into another. It just so happens that none of you are a threat to me." Now that he was getting adjusted to looking through the eyes of his bird's Melvin could tell the man's level was below lv10. Killing him would give Melvin nothing.

"I'm sorry about the deaths of my summoners. They caught me at a troubled time. Go, see to their bodies, I will let myself out." Melvin said, and vanished from the man's sight through speed.

He was roughly a hundred times stronger than when he was human. Melvin knew that, he slew bears and panthers with little issue. "Sir, are you done with the ritual." Melvin stepped from his thoughts at the boy's words.

"I'm sorry young man, do you have me confused with someone else?" Melvin asked. The boy was around 15 with thick glasses and a shaggy haircut.

"Sorry, I thought you were the headmaster. Do you know when he will be available?" Melvin smiled he hadn't meant to kill the old man. Though, he was wearing the man's robe.

"I'm sorry, he didn't survive the ritual. He and the other participants will be taken care of shortly. I would advise you to keep their deaths a secret." The boy's eyes widened in horror. Melvin put a finger to his lips.

Melvin made his way out of the castle. The lake sure was beautiful. The mermaids leapt from the black lake and waved at the new comer. He happily waved back. There was so much to look forward to in this new world.

Melvin Hill Lv34 next lv 858.992b

Xp 429.496b

Species: Undead

Race: Lich

Age: 19Years

Perks: Brutal Death 10/10, Bloody Wrath 10/10, Troll Musculature, Steel Spirit, Exceptional Control, Dark Reactor, Soul Siphon, Bone Collector.

HP 950/950

MP 950/950

VIT 56

DEX 53

STR 80

END 10

INT 53

WIS 205

WIL 52

CHA 16

LUK 12

Stat Points 20

Skills

Black Rage lv32

Devastation lv25

Dark Heal lv12

Pain Resistance lv15

Raise Dead lv2

Control Dead lv2

Death Touch lv4

Territory Creation lv5

Bone Craft lv1

That's a wrap

It was a little short, but this is the divergence between my actual book and fanfiction. If you want to read the rest of my story chapter, then go to royalroad Ultimatedaywriter Titled QUAC. I might change it to Melvin the Necromancer later.