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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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Stalkers

~Wilderness~

Three bounty hunters hung to the tree line at the edge of a vast expanse of jagged rocks and boulders, all covered in a thick carpet of moss.

“What do you think?” Linc asked, squinting out over the naked plane.

“There’s no way around.” Vanderby whispered, looking left and right, then back at some boulders in front of them, and he tilted his head forward, “But I don’t like that.”

Two giant boulders lay a hundred yards ahead, each of them had a hole on top that was pooling with blood, running down the sides and staining the moss, standing out among the green blanket like red warning flags.

“Which way?” Vandery asked Estra, and she pointed directly across the expanse, causing Linc to give up a wry smile.

But as Vanderby took the first step, Linc followed, with his sword already raised a thumb-length from its sheath.

They had a bounty to catch, and they had come too far to go back now.

~Hegatha’s Swamp~