You are 3, a wizard living in the kingdom of Larion. You have a staff and a spellbook.
 You finish your long journey and finally arrive at the ruin you've been looking
 for. You look around and see that it's an old temple with a large statue of
 some sort of god on top.
The only problem is there isn't any treasure here
> raise an army of the dead

You think about what to do next. There is no way you can defeat this undead army
 alone. The only thing you can do is try to gather as many followers as possible
 to help you.
You head towards the temple and start chanting. Soon you hear the sounds of voices
 from within
> summon a zombie hoarde

You raise a zombie from its grave and tell it to attack the undead. It does so
 very well indeed! You then cast a spell that turns all the zombies into skeletons.
You then go back to summoning more and telling them to attack the undead. They
 work perfectly too
> send my army of the undead to conquer the kingdom

You summon your undead horde and lead them on a rampage through the countryside.
 You even manage to get some of the townsfolk to join in the fun too.
Soon you have conquered most of the land and the undead have taken over the majority
 of the population
> crown myself king of the night

You take control of the entire kingdom with an iron fist. You make sure that
 everyone knows who is boss and who will obey. Everyone obeys your every command.
 You rule with an iron fist for years until one day...
The undead hordes begin to grow restless
> destroy all the undead

You decide that enough is enough and you need to put down your own troops. You
 order the destruction of all the undead in the kingdom. You know they won't
 be able to stop you now but at least you'll be rid of them forever
> usher in a new golden age of peace and prosperity

Years pass and you reign supreme over the land. Your people live in relative
 peace and plenty. Your reign lasts for decades and eventually you die of old
 age
YOU DIED. GAME OVER