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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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373 Chs

Threat 1

After one skeleton approached the door, the metal bar wouldn’t budge.

Jay placed his hand on it to move it to help, but it started heating up. Jay had to remove his hand before it started burning.

“Hm, I guess no humans can enter?”

Thankfully, the inscribed metal bar didn’t react to Jay’s skeletons, so he stood back and had his other three come to help lift it.

The bar was enormous, enough to keep a giant out; even the four skeletons could barely lift it.

*Clong~*

The bar thudded as it hit the ground and the heavy metal door could be opened.

Two skeletons were now required to pull it open, and it groaned lightly due to its immense weight; the thickness of door itself was as wide as Jay’s sword.

Their element of surprise was now gone.

Jay pursed his lips as he cautiously walked past the door; on the other side of the door were numerous lacerations and deep cuts over the metal.