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.

My Necromancer Class

“Hello Margaret” Jay entered the adventurer association with a smile. 


“Oh hello. I’ll go tell Viladore you’re back. He should be ready by now.” 


“Thanks.” Jay waited patiently in the lobby. 


“Viladore? Hello? Your star pupil is here.” Margaret joked as she entered Viladore’s office. 


As she looked towards Viladore, he shook his head, pursing his lips while he stared at the black cube on his desk. 


“Mh, can he come back later?” he asked with a frustrated voice. 


“You’ve already asked him to come back. I can’t send him away again ok? You’re going to get in there and teach him.” she said with a commanding yet encouraging voice. 


Viladore sighed. He couldn’t argue with the sweet old lady, even though he wanted to. 


“Ok… I’ll be there in a moment.” he waved his hand and Margaret left the room. 


“Damn… this kid has to come right when my cube detects mana again.” Viladore thought as he watched his cube begin to grow once more. 


Lessons 1