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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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Morale Broken 1

Jay walked casually towards the wooden palisade wall, as if he didn’t have a care in the world.

The palisade wall was about six meters high (19ft), and had a platform on the other side so men could walk along the top behind it.

(Don’t attack unless I tell you.) Jay told the skeletons as they approached.

As he came closer, he noticed there was a single man on the top of the wall, keeping a lookout.

He had already spotted the band of skeletons and Jay walking amongst them, but paused in shock as he probably thought he was going mad.

The undead were here? No scouts had reported anything?

Surely this was either an illusion or a lapse in sanity.

Finally he turned to the side, trying not to seem panicked as he called another man to look too, his voice full of urgency.

“Hey, look. Look at the path!”

He ended up yelling to another man who was sitting down on the platform, who was leaning against the wall with his legs hanging over the side.