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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

Final Touch

Jay walked away from the dilapidated shack, plotting his next steps.

First, I’ll finish my portable room and workspace. Next, spy on Hegatha. All while gathering more breaking shards. Come to think of it, I can pretty much run my entire operations from my private room. Jay thought with a smile.

There was only a few things missing: a number of skeletons capable of lifting his room and the rest of his necromancer castle.

He took out his cube room again and marvelled at it for a moment as it stood a good three feet above the ground. He took the door slab he cut from one of its walls.

(Red, hold this up) He ordered, and attached some cylinders to the side, reinforcing their connections with bone.

Thankfully bone was light, so Jay doubted they would break. Perhaps they would grind away after some use though.