webnovel

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
Not enough ratings
373 Chs

New

Entering the inn, Jay noticed Mark, Kel and Anya sitting at a table and chatting. Mark noticed Jay walking in as his seat was facing the door.

“Hey Jay,” Mark smiled, “Come have a seat.” he beckoned him over.

“Oh, hey. Looks like Anya recruited you too, huh?”

“Yeah,” Mark chuckled, “guess we won’t be doing a dungeon after all.” he shrugged with a smile.

“Heh, yeah..” Jay’s eyes drifted to the bar, trying not to reveal to Mark that he wasn’t planning to go into the dungeon with him, and greeted the others at the table.

“How are we all? Ready to go?”

“Good” Kel smiled back. Mark nodded with a wink.

“We’re ready. Ahead of schedule.” Anya replied, before handing them the details of the quest.

“Thanks,” Jay said, sitting down at the table before reading the details. Looking through the information, a regretful smile appeared on Jay’s face while reading about how a second child was presumed dead, so he wanted to speed things up; while Anya noticed Jay’s expression.