Magic has always been part of the world. We just lacked the means to fuel anything more then parlor tricks. Once we did, we conquered Death.Necromancy is the most widely practiced school of magic in the known world. It is the science of controlling dead tissue by will and ritual, forcing cadavers to rise again or failing organs to function. With its true potential unlocked, humanity has changed the world and made an industry out of what they once feared most. The most common title given to the necromancer in the modern day is Nekrobiotek; they are surgeons, scientists, engineers and wizards. They are feared and respected, but an integral part of human civilization.
In the Shinomas Magocracy, Nekrobioteks rule in all but name. While the warrior-noble caste hold court and pronounce edicts, it is always with a glance behind their shoulder for the approving nod of a necromancer.
Necromancy work by intent and will. A heart ravaged by injury or disease keeps pumping because the Necromancer wills it so and intends for the person to still live, without needing to know the specifics. But the more the necromancer knows and the more clearly they can formulate their intent, the greater their magic becomes.
Science of Death
The difference between apprentice and master is akin to that of a surgeon, wielding either hacksaw or scalpel.As humanity's understanding of anatomy has progressed, Necromancy advanced along with it. Where the early Necromancers could do little more then raise the dead or the most crude of manipulation, the Necromancers of today are able to work comparative wonders. At its core, Necromancy is performed in three steps:
Intent, where the Necromancer gathers her will and formulates the intent behind her spell: to raise the dead, to force a beating heart to decay or holding death at bay in face of mortal injury. Much of the ritual and ceremony surrounding magic exist to aid this step. Charge is when the Necromancer gathers the energy required to fuel her spell. The power comes from the most elemental of sources: electricity. The more drastic the magic she seeks to weave, the more power her spell requires. Execute happens once the intent, focus and power are all in place. The Necromancer unleashes the spells into the world.
LimitationsMagic obeys certain rules, and Necromancy is no different. It cannot create or transform things, only manipulate and control them. Experimentation and research have progressed Necromancy further than any other art of magic, but it remains bound by these same limitations. The power the spell requires is increased with the complexity of the intent and scope of manipulation being attempted. There are entire coal-plants dedicated to single cabals of Nekrobioteks to fuel their spells and rituals.
BacklashMagic is not without danger. Even simple spells requires a substantial magnitude of electricity and the Magi must channel it through themselves with little more then a steady hand and iron will. When things go wrong, as they invariably do from time to time, the Magi suffers backlash. Backlash is when the Magi is struck by the power meant to fuel their spell. It occurs either because the Magi lost concentration, was sloppy or negligent. Skilled Magi are able to divert the worst away from themselves, sometimes using specialized grounding rods, but amateurs can be electrocuted. Poor form have ended the apprenticeship of more then a few would-be Nekrobiotek.
What of the Soul? The hope of every grieving family ever since the first charlatan promised he could bring them word from beyond the grave was that Necromancy would finally answer the question of the human soul. The answer was a disappointing quiet. Entire religions reeled and fractured while scholars sought answers and constructed theories. Some think the magic that reaches the soul is still beyond mankind. Others have accepted that the soul is not real and never was. Neither is true. Since the first great awakening of magic, the Occultarum have feasted on every soul that escaped their failing flesh. Wherever souls once went or where they lingered, most are now lost and devoured.
by Tim Löchner