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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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Jay walked through the city, leaving the north side of town and heading for the dungeon.

Since it was daylight, the path was much easier to see - and there were even a few other adventurers walking just ahead of him.

“Hmm…” Jay noticed something off to the side of the path. “I thought so.” he eyed some familiar plants.

He walked off the path, ripping a small plant from the ground and adding it to his inventory.

[Bondtussle Root] x 4

“Awesome, I thought I recognised you.” he looked around, noticing a few more plants in the area.

“I might as well pick them while I’m here.” he shrugged.

Jay briefly scoured the forest, adding the plants to his inventory as he collected more of the mana-regen plant.

“This will be enough to last me quite a while,” he thought with a smile, having collected twelve of the plants so far - each giving him multiple roots.

Thanks to his adventurer strength, ripping them from the ground was an effortless task.