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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

Life Cycle 2

Jay watched the awkward human battalion slowly emerge from the root-covered forest and ascend the mounds of roots.

It caused Jay to feel helpless as he had locked himself inside the castle, and he knew that out there, in the forest behind them, an army of eighty knights was marching.

“Surely they’re not here to help me?” Jay smiled.

“I didn’t realize they liked me that much. Huh. I guess I was pretty benevolent for letting them live?”

Jay continued to watch through the arrow slit as the advancing army of knights marched into confrontation with the armor-clad humans.

“Poor bastards.” Jay frowned.

However, there was a sudden change in the humans behavior. They quickly rushed back towards the forest. They dropped torches as they retreated as quickly as they appeared.

“Huh? No fight? What…” Jay said, confused as he furrowed his brows.

“Don’t tell me they were just being greedy? Little bastards…”

Jay left the arrow slit and filled up the staircase with more bones.