Annually at the Katze plains, war mages of the empire are cut down and stepped on by the peasant army of the kingdom.
After the conflict they are stripped of their robes and trinkets and left for the crows, after some years of the body accumulating negative energy filled with resentment they rise to desperately express their anger.
But not this one, she had fallen in the last annual war. Something simply fed her the dark power needed to walk again, without any of resentment normally within it.
With a skeletal body, some memories of magic, a wish to know who had given life to her, and an obsession to learn arcane secrets. Her quest once again begins.










