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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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Heavy Infantry

Jay started with the swords first, and like last time, he decided to use the silt-wolf bone, as it was stronger than human bones.

“Ah, my best work yet.” Jay gazed at a new ossein arming sword as he analysed it.

[Ossein Arming Sword Level 3]

[Silt-wolf bone]

[12 damage] - Slashing, piercing.

[Sharpness +]

[Lifespan - Requires necrotic essence to maintain it's form]

[Current lifespan: 96 hours]

Compared to before, the sword was longer and skinnier now. It looked less like a wide-blade shortsword and more like a normal sword you would see adventurers using.

As Jay stared at its edge, it seemed to give off a sense of sharpness, and an ever so faint ringing noise sounded in his ears.

“Eugh,” he looked away, “weird.”

Jay didn’t understand the subtle aura he was feeling from the sword but he assumed it was to do with the new [sharpness] stat he saw on it, so he simply accepted it with an uncaring shrug before handing it to one of the skeletons.