The Executed Sage Reincarnates as a Lich and Begins a War of Aggression

Under the clear skies, I stood on a steep cliff.

Looking down, I saw a fog of miasma drifting everywhere.

I couldn't see the bottom, but I knew that it was quite deep.

This place was called ‘The Valley of the Dead'.

I was standing at its edge.

Right beside me, stood someone very precious to me.

A friend whom I had overcome this cruel mission with, the only one I longed for.

She, who stood next to me, was the Hero.

Her smile was warm like the blazing sun in the past. But now all that hung over her was a shadow of gloom and resignation.