webnovel

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
Not enough ratings
373 Chs

Presently

~Present Day, Hegatha’s Floating Swamp Island~

Jay cracked his eyes open with a smile, amused by two things her saw today from his time hosting in Sweeper’s eyes.

He used all his willpower to stop himself from bursting into laughter when he saw Asra trying to pull away from Hegatha’s healing practice, pulling herself along the table. Jay pitied the young vampire, more so than when he found her in the vine-bear’s cocoon.

And then there was the moment Hegatha approached his cube-bone room. The skeletons didn’t need to give her any verbal warning, not that they could. All it took was for them to crouch into a combat stance and raise their weapons, and as he watched from Sweeper’s eyes he could feel the fear that Hegatha showed when she froze in her tracks before slowly and cautiously stepping back. Her face looked so shocked and she didn’t even dare to take a breath in that moment.