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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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Losla 2

“Surely not.” he made another turn, but to the guards demise, Matheson still followed.

“Dammit, I guess I gotta lose him.” the guard made a sharp right turn, running down an alleyway and onto another street before turning left and then left again down another alley. He started walking as he looked back, thinking he lost him, but quickly began sprinting after he saw Matheson come around the corner, who was just as fast as before.

“Shit. What’s wrong with this guy? I don’t care what he wants, I won’t talk to him”

The guard ran to the east of the village, making random turns through the streets and houses. He even hopped over a fence and crossed a field, running straight through a fog of mist-sheep.

“What the fuck… he’s still chasing me? Even across some farmers' fields? Dammit. I just want to get a meal and go to bed… But I won’t be mentally scarred from that smell again. Anything but that.”