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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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Vanishing 3

Just like he thought, the statue stood up and retaliated with a spear thrust.

Since Jay pre-empted its attack, he was already out of range, a mocking smile plastered across his face.

Jay took this moment to check its health.

[146/200]

“Nice... This shouldn’t take too long.”

[100 Exp][100 Exp]

The skeletons had finished killing the statues and were coming over to help Jay.

“Shit,” Jay’s eyes bulged for a moment seeing the skeletons dash over.

The [Full counter] skill of the statue was no joke. They skeletons would only end up killing themselves if they tried to help.

Jay inhaled deeply, mentally ordering the skeletons to fall back into the shadows behind him.