John_Doever

In a world full of caped superheroes, supervillains, and monsters, Aldrich is worthless. 95% of humanity has evolved to develop superpowers, but Aldrich is one of the rare few that has no powers at all. 

Because of his lack of powers, Aldrich suffers relentless bullying and discrimination. Society looks down on him as a burden. He is reminded everyday that he is better off dead than alive. 

Yet one day, at the height of his despair, after Aldrich is spat on, beaten, and broken, when it seems like everything is taken from him, a familiar screen appears in front of him: a screen from his favorite fantasy role playing game giving him the chance to wield the power he has only ever dreamed of.

[Welcome, Host. Choose your Class:]
[Class: Necromancer selected] 

Watch as Aldrich rises from weak to strong. 

From suffering to finding vengeance. 

From standing alone to commanding undead legions.

From mere man to Lord of Death itself.

___
Feel free to hop into my discord to ask me questions about the story, get chapter updates, character images, and more!
https://discord.gg/H7eb2CBPrB 

Chapter update schedule: 1 per day

5-7 Bonus chapters awarded over the week depending on powerstone and golden ticket rankings, up to a total of 14 chapters a week

If you end up enjoying the book and want to give me a small tip, then here's my ko-fi!
https://ko-fi.com/johndoever

Super Necromancer System

Bonus chapter for getting me to 1100 powerstones!


"Where the fuck is this guy?" said Jack as he tentatively moved past a thicket of trees. It was dark. As dark as it got. His ski-mask might have looked like a cheap Halloween dollar store piece of garbage, but it was not a shabby piece of tech.


It had night vision, infrared, and some low-level AC scanning inlaid within its white, ballistic duraplastic surface. A lower caliber bullet would bounce right off the thing.


Meanwhile, when Jack glanced at the Lasher and his normal leather gimp mask, he wondered if the guy could even see more than a few steps ahead.


Jack's suspicions were confirmed when the Lasher walked face first into a tree trunk. The Lasher stepped back, utterly unfazed, his expression unchanging.


An Experiment 2