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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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Necrosmith

Blue filled a few bones with mana, causing a sphere of liquid bone to float above its hands.

Next, it tried to mold it into a flat, rectangular shape, which Jay guessed was arm or leg armor.

Jay watched patiently, but after a few moments it slowed down, and soon, it couldn’t mold it further. While it could form swords easily, this was a skill it had not learned and was creating itself, so every part of its shape needed greater concentration.

“Seems like Blue knows what it wants to do, but it just can’t quite get there…” he thought.

After a few moments, Blue gave up. The curved piece of bone plate fell to the ground.

“Damn, I guess it needs to practice.”

Jay crouched down and picked up the curved bone plate from the ground, but it gave him an idea.

Still crouched and holding it, he pushed the plate into the mossy ground, making an indentation in the moss.

“Could it work…” Jay wondered.

(Blue, watch me craft something. You can try it next, and then teach the others.)