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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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“So we ended up killing the leech queen Rosa, but we didn’t tell the others about it.”

Anya was in her fathers office, going over the quest details with her father after she left Jay and Naria downstairs in the care of Margaret at reception.

Upon hearing that the whole hamlet was massacred, Sullivan had a remorseful look on his face for a moment before replying.

“...I see. It’s good that you didn’t mention Rosa to the others. We don’t want an investigation by the safety bearers. Where is Jay and the girl now?”

“With Margaret, he took all Naria’s stuff from her room so he’s probably handing it all over to Margie… Oh…” Anya looked at the bookshelf in Sullivans office as she remembered something.

“I also promised you would give Jay a nice reward for the quest - not just the quest payment price.”

Sullivan half-smiled at his daughter’s antics “I see…” Sullivan intertwined his fingers as he put his elbows on his desk.