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

The dagger girl only had one dagger as she searched for the other on the ground; while she appeared to be drunk, she was actually just heavily injured and healing way too slowly. 


The sabre-girl was hopelessly slashing at one of the treant’s legs, but despite her slashing the treant’s health was still going up by 2HP per second. 


A cold sweat and a sense of urgent fear began building in her. 


Meanwhile Anya couldn’t help for now as she had to focus on clearing the nestlings for a moment; if the glaive guy or the mace-shield guy were hooked and pulled out of formation it would be all over. 


Half of Jay’s body was engulfed in the dark twisting vines, spreading from the treant’s hand. As the vines and roots searched for entrances into Jay’s body he was desperately flailing his sword though. 


Thankfully, the axeman was now helping too. 


Immediately, Dan raised his two handed axe above his head, his mind suddenly sharpened as his eyes focused keenly on his target. 


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