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Master of the Dead

橘子琉璃
Here is the English translation of your text, carefully adapted to maintain its tone and atmosphere—suitable for a dark fantasy novel or story: The Necromancer In a world composed of floating islands that revolve around a mysterious mist-shrouded core, an orphan girl struggles to survive amidst poverty and violence. She grows in solitude and despair, surrounded by layers of danger—drifting malevolent spirits, decaying monsters, and unknown horrors lurking in the shadows. Yet her fate is inexorably tied to these very fears—unknowingly, she becomes part of what she once feared most. As she gradually masters necromantic magic, she discovers her ability to command death and fear itself, wielding terrifying powers. With every use of her gift, she feels a deep, growing sense of fulfillment—one so powerful that she can no longer resist it. She learns to love the dark forces she once feared. This is a lightly eerie adventure tale about a girl twisted by fate, tracing her transformation from a fragile orphan into a sorceress who commands the dead and wields forbidden curses. Her journey is one of descent, where each step forward is marked by chilling awakenings and an ever-deepening obsession with the arcane and the taboo. Let me know if you'd like a version tailored for a book cover, back-cover blurb, or online platform (like Amazon or Wattpad), and I’d be happy to adjust the tone accordingly.
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