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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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Barrier

As they went deeper, the ground turned wet, and soon his steps made squelching noises. A few times Handy slowed down and turned back to signal Jay, stopping him from stepping into a puddle, pond or mud.

Under command of Jay, Blue had sent Dark and its five underling skeletons further ahead to drive off any lights and clear a way through.

Lamp was even further ahead, but it was ignoring these elemental-like beings as it searched for a way out, or at least a safer area.

[20 Exp]

Jay received a larger exp notification and guessed that the skeletons had some success killing at least one of these beings. Though it could’ve easily been something else.

As he walked, more of the ground-leeches sprang up, but Red and Handy sliced them in half before they could hope to latch onto Jay’s legs. It was a good thing they didn’t possess immunity to slashing attacks.