no one like Ame and her antics. She expects the best treatment while giving out the worst. No one has been able to be friends with her for long (many claiming she’s a dark empath, narcissistic bitch with no morals) and Ame knows it’s because they’re the problem, not her.

But it’s hard to be lonely, to spend her travels alone and enjoy good food in a city alone. When she came across a textbook of necromancy in a second-hand bookshop in Elbion (which had more spiders and mites than books), she thought, “why not?” After all, she grew up in a dark-magic cult that praised demons or whatever, if her stupid father could do it, so could she! And she did, sorta. She accidentally called forth a dark spirit into the body of a cat that has an even worse mouth than her, but mistakes happen, don’t they?

At least with the aid of Graeme, her little furry evil assistant, she started understanding the book a whole lot more.