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

Jay handed the other tablets to Anya. She didn’t seem to understand them but he didn’t feel like explaining it to her, so before she could finish reading them he unsummoned his skeletons and gathered all their hammers, daggers and bones. 


“Thanks for your help. I’ll let you know about tomorrow.” he waved as the dungeon exit emerged nearby. 


“O- oh. Okay. Thanks, looking forward to it.” Anya said, holding two tablets. 


Jay made sure to disband the party before he left the dungeon - he knew there was an exp bonus waiting for him when he left from his necrotic helminth in wolf’s quarry dungeon. 


Ever-present Trap