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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.

Aero182 · Fantasia
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Grand Feast

Jay was led to Grundel’s hut, and entered this time.

It was about as pathetic as Jay expected. He had a wood bed covered with some long grass and fibres, with the addition of a table which was just made from more sticks.

“Ah, Jay. Lovely. I trust your information gathering went well?” he smiled.

“Oh yes. I know everything I need, and then some. I’m completely prepared to slay the knights tomorrow.” Jay said in an honest voice, lying to his face.

He wanted the elder to think he was successful in order to gauge his reaction.

Even since Jay began to feel suspicious, he also had Red come back closer to the village, scouting the forest and looking for any potential messengers going to warn the knights about his presence.

He could send more of the skeletons to scout the knight territory for him tomorrow after he began his journey, but for now he wanted them with him for his protection - packed up inside his gauntlet as living blueprints.