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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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“Hand in your axes and hatchets.”

The skeletons turned in their tools and readied their weapons, their blades gleaming before their eyes. It seemed that they knew what was coming next.

After gathering the logging tools, Jay took them a little further away from the swamp water.

Getting to slightly drier ground, he made two large bone piles. One, for his throne, and the other for his skeletons.

After assembling himself a little outpost, he sat in this throne and began give his commander orders.

Blue stood by Jay’s side while the rest of the skeletons knelt.

“Blue, you’re in charge of them. I want you to hunt as many of the flaming lights as possible. I don’t care how much any of you get injured - I want you to prioritize aggression and killing speed. That bone pile is for eating, and if any of you die I’ll just re-summon you…”

Jay took out his crucible; the large bone bowl he used for fire pits.