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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 · Fantasie
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Last Chance

A locked dungeon was dangerous for one reason: you could not leave it until it was finished.

It’s only benefit to its captives was that time would flow more quickly in the dungeon - at least in this case anyway.

Jay was completing it quickly - however if this one knight slipped away, it would not only affect how quickly he could complete the dungeon, but would affect his life in the real world too. The knight posed more danger to Jay than it would ever realize.

The armored knight in front of him was heavily stomping each step like a nail in Jay’s coffin.

Handy was battering its smaller two-handed sword behind the knights knees, but it was never finding the right spot as its legs moved too quickly.

Jay stored his weapons and shield in his inventory so he could focus on running, and while he planned to use his magic boots for another shield bash, he first pulled out a bone spear.