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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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Hunted

~Somewhere near Hollow Forest, between a long slender desert and cliffs of a sprawling tall mountain range~

[Your skeleton has been slain]

“Huh?”

Jay looked back towards the tip of the mountain range, as Sweeper just died somewhere near there.

He was about two to three hours away from there, so he was safe for now, however the skeletons death only meant one thing: he was being followed - hunted.

“Dammit... I bet its that grey beast,” Jay pursed his lips, “I guess it noticed me after all.”

At the time when Jay first noticed the beast chasing the deer, he had hid behind a rock, and he didn't even see the beast look his way, but it seemed that this was simply a ruse to give Jay a false sense of security and let his guard down.

Fortunately, Jay was a paranoid person.

Jay summoned Sweeper again. Instead of crafting a new weapons, he made Red give it the bone spear he recently crafted, while Red reclaimed its sword.