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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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Liar

Jay lay in the cave, no longer coated in giant blood or black tar after leaving the dungeon.

(Lamp, Handy, hunt me some food.)

Leaving Red to guard Jay, the two skeletons left the cave, only carrying the bone swords with them.

Jay let out a sigh, still thinking about the dungeon, “So, there are no innocent, huh? How’d I come to that conclusion…” he shook his head, though he couldn’t shake the thought.

“The dungeon deemed someone innocent. I suppose, ultimately, it depends on who declares you innocent.”

As the dungeon ended, Jay was not sure if it was him or whatever his skeletons did on the other side of the portal, but it didn’t matter now. He was just glad that he didn’t have to furiously fight his way out of that mess. However, his blood was still pumping, and his breathing was a little unsteady.