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My Necromancer Class

Jay was merely an abandoned butcher’s son, living in a small village on the outskirts of a magical world. When humans came of age, they would receive their class from a mana conduit, granting them magic powers, and begin their lives as adventurers. “Status,” Thought Jay, checking his class. [Necromancer Level 1] “...I’m a Necromancer?” His eyes widened in shock. Looking around in fear, he breathed a sigh of relief. No one heard him. This was a monster class, and one of the more powerful monsters at that; a powerful being which raised the dead to fight on its behalf. If anyone knew, they would hunt Jay down and kill on sight. He was not just a threat to the authority of the nobles, but to all living things. “But am I a monster now? Or human? I guess it doesn’t matter. They’ll kill me all the same.” Jay had only one option: to get stronger, building his necrotic powers up so that he may one day become untouchable. Through plotting, secrecy, and sometimes by sheer carnage, he can only attempt to survive in this hostile world. Join Jay as he struggles against all odds and misfortune, against a world that wants him dead, as he secretly rises and bends this world to his will.

Aero182 · Fantasy
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373 Chs

Existing to fight

Jay left the room, feeling strange. For some reason he felt like he was being taken advantage of, even though logically, on paper, he had won out.

“Weird old man… that seemed a little forced…” he thought as he began walking back to Margaret.

“I should definitely check my room for hidden magic moving-image recorders…”

“I’m not saying Viladore is that kinda man… but just in case.”

Jay could only guess at what Viladore’s strange over-enthusiasm was about.

From Jay’s perspective, Viladore didn’t even seem to care that he may not attend lessons, but was oddly passionate about him staying there.

It didn’t really make sense.

Margaret came out of the back room with a key for Jay.

“Here you go dear. You’re actually going to be in the room next to Naria.”

“Oh? Well… don’t tell her. We’ll let it be a surprise.” Jay smiled, though his thoughts were different.