Welcome to NecroCorp – Where War is Always in Stock!
"Now with 15% off main battle tanks, because peace is bad for business."

Hello, traveler!
Looking for a bone-forged sword? A modular mana cannon? Perhaps... a discounted main battle tank for your next kingdom raid?

Oh wait, you're not a customer, you're a reader.
Right. This is probably where I give you my "tragic backstory." Fine.

I used to be human.
Then I died.
Now I'm a Lich with a factory in a dead dungeon, a skeleton workforce that doesn't need lunch breaks, salaries, and a magical system that rewards me for selling stuff. So, I did what any sane undead would do: I started an arms corporation.

Now I sell weapons to orcs, goblins, elves, humans, anyone with a grudge and a pile of magic stones. Need siege engines? Got 'em. Crossbows that reload themselves? Yup. Flamethrower golems? In development.

But here's the trick: you can’t sell weapons if there’s no war.
So when the world started calming down... well, I may have encouraged a few border skirmishes. For marketing purposes. Nothing personal. War drives demand, after all.

So, if you're here for drama, explosions, undead capitalism, and morally questionable business strategies wrapped in bone and steel, you’ve come to the right dungeon.

Just don’t ask about the warranty.
There isn’t one that lived to tell and ask about it.

A week later, the industrial floor was loud with the sound of hammers and the hum of mana. The air was thick with the scent of hot metal and ozone. Karl stood on an elevated platform, his skeletal form a silhouette against his new creation: the Elemental-Integrated Foundry. The facility was a mix of steel and magic, a complex network of furnaces, crucibles, and molds. Karl's empty eye sockets were fixed on an Arcstone control panel, which pulsed with a soft, steady glow. This control panel was the heart of the operation, a conduit for his will, allowing him to precisely modulate the mana flow to each individual workstation. They could fine-tune the heat of a furnace, the rotational speed of a grinder, or the pressure in a mold with a simple press pull of the lever.


Chapter 64 - Mana-facturing Consent