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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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Vengeful Craftsman 3

*Doon doon doon~*

The blacksmith continued to march at Jay with its dual hammers at either sides; it was a bulky statue, but it was still huge nonetheless, each of its steps was akin to jogging speed.

The four skeletons continued to chunk away at the statue, and a bolt in the back only served to push it forward towards Jay.

The metal hammer had veins of rock beginning to grow through it more as it was falling to the curse; it was spreading fast - but Jay and the statue were already in the hallway and heading towards the stairs.

Still, Jay wasn’t too worried. While it was like a walking mountain, it was still slow.

He just had to trust Anya and his skeletons while staying out of danger.

*doon doon doon*

Jay passed by the empty containers. As he went further from the furnace light, it was getting dark again.

The statue looked even more sinister in the darkness as all he could see was a giant silhouette of an armoured monster dual-wielding two hammers.