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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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Necrotic Whispers

A few hours passed in the misty swamp.

[585 Exp]

The skeletons made good progress over the course of a few hours, and Jay had recouped much of his mana pool. The storm cleared and the fog had risen again, returning the land to a thick gloom.

It was hard to tell if the waters had began to recede, but now that Jay was on the floating island it didn’t matter.

Red fervently stood guard outside Jay’s new house. It sent its skeletal guardians back to guarding the bone bridge, but thankfully there were no signs of the bone-eating creatures anymore, not after the massacre and the storm.

As for Jay, his head was finally safe from any rain drops, wind or bone-eating eels. Leaned down over his desk, he was happily studying intricate patterns in a hexagonal honeycombed prism, which had tiny artery-like tubes passing through it.

[Skull-shield Projector Research - 33%]