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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 · Fantasy
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Blue hastily cut Jay out of the dying roots. It was a simple task when they didn’t grow back between each chop.

Jay stood up on the giant’s head, glancing at the army of knights below.

“Now what…” he wondered.

The knights were still hacking away at the giant’s corpse, spilling its green blood everywhere.

One knight noticed Jay, then a few of them, then many more. They climbed the giant’s body towards him and his skeleton. It didn’t take long, and most of the knights stopped attacking, realizing the giant was dead, while the source of their vengeance stood atop its corpse.

Jay wasted no time looking around for exits, but nothing had changed.

Knights still blocked the passageway to the stairs, and the portal would not let him through. The only difference was that there wasn’t a storm of knights running overhead.