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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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Morale Broken 3

Suddenly one of the skeletons, Blue, sprinted at the palisade wall.

To the surprise of the archers, it didn’t try to push open the gate or hack a hole into the wood - instead, its claws dug into the wall, and before anyone realised what was happening it had climbed up the wall nearly as quickly as it had run towards it.

Jay gave it only one order: attack whoever attacks you.

He decided to subjugate the village, having them bend their knees to him until he was finished with them.

Liny and his thugs were shocked, but now the skeleton was close and they thought they would have a better chance of hitting it with their inaccurate arrows.

An arrow flew at Blue, bouncing harmlessly through its ribcage. This provocation gave Blue the green light to attack, and it did so without hesitation.

Blue raised its sword, sprinting along the wooden platform.

A few archers had their fists up in defence, but Blue dashed right past them while their lives flashed before their eyes.