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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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[Auxiliary Chapter] Olmetrec’s Protection

***This is a free auxiliary chapter. This is the book Jay was reading. You can skip it and still understand the story, I just thought It would be fun to add. Thanks, Aero182***

<- Extract of a conversation between Olmetrec the Masses and Rewlara the Gatherer. ->

“Olmetrec, why do you create the unending maze with no reward? Do you enjoy their suffering? Are you trying to block them?”

“It is not a block on their path, Rewlara, no…”

“Why then?”

“It doesn’t block them, but keeps them going. Their curiosity drives them to purpose, and their purpose drives them to live… for in their hearts, they wish to be deceived, so they will chase these empty dreams, vein philosophy and rumours through my maze until the day they die… ever chasing but never fulfilled.”

“Why? It seems cruel.”

“They would turn to murder those who have, since they have not.”

“What about the ones with purpose? Those who have eternal purpose without your sacred maze?”

“They are complete, their lives built on mountains instead of on the seas. They won’t be harmed by the maze dwellers who are preoccupied trying to find what the complete have.”

“Why not make the maze dwellers complete?”

“They are told the truth and they reject it; they have been told countless times - no, to them, the truth is an offence.”