Necromancer Of The Shadows

'It's time to put my ability to spout bullsh*t to the test,' Evan thought inwardly and opened his mouth.

"Earlier, you said you have been waiting for me for quite some time," He asked in a serious voice. "... Can you tell me how long you have been waiting for me?"

Hearing Evan's question, Octavius looked at him in confusion.

"You don't know how much time has passed since you trapped me here?"

"Are you blind or something?" Evan spoke in a neutral voice and pointed at himself. "Can't you see my condition?"

At first, Octavius was confused upon hearing Evan's words, but soon he realized what he was talking about and his eyes opened wide in shock.

"You... What happened to you?"

After seeing Evan's real appearance, Octavius was so shocked that he completely forgot about his rank. But now that Evan himself pointed it out, he finally noticed he was just a mid-level Rank One noob.

'The people who came here in the past told me that the shadow monarch is already dead. I didn't believe them at that time, but...' Octavius looked at Evan and his entire soul shuddered. 'Could it be... Could it be they were telling the truth?'

Seeing the way Octavius was looking at him, Evan already knew what he was thinking about so he rolled his eyes and said in a neutral tone.

"Don't think too much. This is not my real body."

Octavius came back to his senses hearing Evan and looked at him in confusion.

"What do you mean it's not your real body?"

"After creating the Tomb, I went back to the shadow realm and fell into a deep slumber because of boredom. I just woke up a few days ago, and when I remembered my agreement with you, I created this body and sent it here to take care of everything," Evan said in a plain voice and an amused smile appeared on his face.

"Do you think if it was the real me I would have talked to you like this?"

Hearing Evan, Octavius thought about the cold and ruthless guy who trapped him here and a look of horror appeared on his face. He knew that if the real shadow monarch came here, he wouldn't even be able to open his mouth in front of him because of his overwhelming presence.

Seeing Octavius's horror-filled look, Evan nodded his head inwardly.

"Because of my slumber, I don't know how much time has passed, which is why I asked you how long you have been waiting for me?"

"Honestly, I am not sure myself," Octavius said in an uncertain voice. "In order to save my limited soul energy, I stayed in a state of unconsciousness most of the time. But if I have to guess, I would say it has been more than four thousand years."

'Holy sh*t...' Evan did not show any kind of reaction outwardly, but inwardly, he was really shocked.

'How is this old man still senile after being trapped here for more than four thousand years?' He asked himself and looked at Octavius with dead eyes.

'Now that I think about it, isn't my excuse that I fell into a deep slumber complete nonsense...' Evan suddenly said, thinking that only an idiot would believe that he was sleeping for more than four thousand years.

He glanced at Octavius to see his reaction and noticed he didn't look suspicious about him at all.

'Maybe he really went senile because of being trapped here for so long that he didn't even realize my bulls*it.'

Unknown to Evan, the reason Octavius did not react to his statement about him sleeping for more than four thousand years was because he himself did the same.

In order to save his limited soul energy, Octavius had no choice but to stay in an unconscious state during all this time.

During the past thousands of years, he only woke up when someone entered his cave and slept for the rest of the time.

'Since I can sleep for thousands of years, why can't he?'

That was Octavius's mindset.

Yes, a completely broken mindset that formed due to him sleeping and doing nothing else for the past thousands of years.

'From the information I have, the Tomb Of The Ancient was discovered around three thousand years ago, but this guy is saying he has been here for more than four thousand years...' Evan thought and narrowed his eyes. 'Does it mean it took people more than one thousand years to find the Tomb's location even though it is located at the starting point of the Boundless Sea, which is a very active place?'

'Wait a second...' Suddenly, Evan remembered one of the things that he read in a book about the shadow monarch during his free time in the closed world of Drayds.

'If I am not wrong, it was around three thousand years ago that the incident known as Eternal Night took place....' Evan said to himself. 'Shadow Monarch completely disappeared after the Eternal Night incident. At the same time, a war between elves and Dryads broke out, and just a few days later, the Tomb was discovered.'

Evan didn't know why, but he felt all of these events that took place at the same time were connected somehow.

'Ugh... Don't tell me even the war between the Elevs and Drayds has something to do with that bastard,' Evan thought with a frustrated look on his face and rubbed his eyebrows.

"Ummm... You said you are just a clone, right?" Evan snapped out of his thoughts and looked at old man.

"Can you even complete the agreement when your real body is not here?" Octavius asked hesitantly, looking at Evan with concern.

'Let's first take care of this guy before thinking about the mess that guy left behind for me,' Evan said to himself and focused on Octavius.

"First, tell me everything about the agreement we had," He asked in a plain voice, maintaining a neutral expression.

"You... You don't remember our agreement?" Octavius asked him in a shocked voice.

"Are you an idiot? Of course I know about the agreement," Evan said while rolling his eyes. "I asked you because although my real body told me everything, I want to confirm it with you to make sure that I didn't forget anything because of my thousands of year long slumber."

"Oh!" A look of understanding flashed on Octavius's face when heard Evan and he nodded.

"The agreement between us was very simple. You told me that..."