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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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Jay and Anya waited in the garden at the center of the seven hamlet houses. They filled the garden with different wildflowers, and Jay noticed a small wooden toy sword lying amongst the flowers. It was lost and forgotten, part of it covered in black wood rot.

The kid probably got a better sword. At least, I hope, thought Jay.

Anya was looking at the various flowers while they waited, bending down closer now and then to get a better look. These kinds of flowers didn’t appear near Losla, so she was observing all of them. Even the weeds were different.

Kel and Mark are taking far too long. I wonder if they’re in trouble... Jay had expected them to be waiting for him and Anya, so he went to find them.

“Let’s move,” Jay gestured to Anya, “we can’t just look at flowers all day.” He said, walking towards the house that Kel and Mark went into.

Walking through the front door, the house had the same architecture as the previous one: a hallway with four rooms on each of the levels.