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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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Jay glanced at the parasites in his arm before stepping down from his throne.

He felt a little relieved that they had not gotten bigger and weren't more numerous.

It seemed that they were not feeding on him. For now at least - but he knew he had to get them out eventually.

Before Jay stepped off the throne, he held out his necrotic gauntlet.

Before his eyes, hundreds of bones began appearing out of a swirling green mist.

This spiral of bones began to get bigger and bigger as bones flying around and falling onto the forest floor.

Soon enough, the whole cradle of roots was covered in a thick layer of bones. Thick enough to protect Jay from any other parasites which could be crawling around below the ancient tree roots.

“Now that looks better” Jay smiled.