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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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Activated Protocol 2

One of the tendrils was tugging Number Three's shoulder, somehow stopping his large war machine-like armour from moving.

“Must have got caught in the armour.” he guessed as he went to sever it with his sword.

The sword was so fast that it caused a silver flash; sand was blown away from the speed.

Unfortunately, as he swung his sword, the mushroom tendril strangely slid around the blade.

The tendril was completely unaffected; It was like it was both rubber and a thick steel wire, holding him in place.

Number Three frowned.

He had seen things impervious to melee attacks in dungeons before, so he guessed this must be something like it.

Of course, a mage hunter was prepared for such an occasion.

Lifting up one gauntlet, a segment of his armour folded back, revealing a small hidden compartment behind it holding two small blue beads of gem stone.

They seemed to shine, almost like a storm was brewing under the surface of them.