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 skeletons at the gatehouse had slain more enemies while Jay and Red infiltrated the castle. 


Jay crept out of the room as the two lesser knights left. Red cracked open the door, peeking at the leaving enemies and then at Jay, checking on the safety of its master. 


Jay ignored the skeleton as he went to look around. 


“How come they stopped?” he wondered, standing over the spot they stopped. It was the same place Jay had splashed out the luminous fluid. 


Jay’s eyes drifted to the empty jar. 


“Surely it’s not that simple…” Jay thought, “they have a pheromone scent ability, so they probably use it to create patrol paths, too?” 


Jay grabbed some more of the glowing jars, adding some smaller ones to his backpack. There were still some echoes coming through the passages, so without wasting time checking the other rooms, Jay followed them. 


A few of the roots led through this passageway too, so Jay was content with following them. 


Life Cycle 4