Hey look, buddy, I'm an Necroneer. That means I solve problems. Not problems like "What is beauty?", because that would fall within the purview of your conundrums of philosophy. I solve practical problems. Fr'instance... ...How am I going to stop some big mean mother hubbard from tearing me a structurally superfluous new behind? The answer... Resurrect The Dead. And if that don't work.... [A level 3 Necroneer spell is cast] ...Resurrect more. Like this heavy caliber, tripod-mounted, little ol' number...
...Casted upon by me...
...Resurrected by me...
...And you'd best hope...
Not pointed at you.

For purpose of attempting to not die via lack of nutrients: https://gtm.steamproxy.vip/sharedfiles/filedetails/?id=1274982954&savesuccess=1