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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.

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Clone Resurgence 1

More necrotic bolts landed on the Ora’s body, and they disabled it a few times, yet it was only temporary as the living roots replaced the damaged parts.

Seeing that the necrotic bolts are not very effective, Jay called the attacks off, stopping the helminth from launching bolts; its ethereal skull disappeared and nursed itself back on his shoulder.

“Better to save them for emergency,” Jay thought.

Four skeletons surrounded the Ora in on each side, cutting and slicing away at its flesh, whittling down its health.

After sorting the skeletons into an attack formation, Blue waited at Jay’s side, awaiting his orders.

(Blue, time to scout.) Jay pointed through the long room to the giant, pulsing head in the next.

Jay assumed there would be traps or more Ora hiding among the roots, so Blue was really there to reveal them. Not that it knew.

“I could warn Blue, but I want it to learn for itself.” Jay thought, watching the skeleton march towards the middle of the room.