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 pulled his sword out of a knight's corpse, flicking off as much of the parasites as he could. 


*Huff Huff Huff* he panted, exhaustion setting in. 


(Blue, watch your left side), he quickly ordered. 


Jay commanded while fending off another knight. He was standing over Sweeper, who was slowly being re-summoned. 


“Argh,” he parried a stray sword coming towards his neck, deflecting it to instead cut his shoulder. 


Stepping forward with a front kick, he pushed the knight back into a patch of Ova. 


Jay, Blue and Sweeper fought efficiently, holding their ground while Red, Lamp and Handy did something on the other side of the portal, which was slowly turning the milky-white fluid gray. 


To protect himself from the parasites, Jay used an Ova corpse to coat any of his exposed flesh with its poison, while the Molodus coat helped to kill many more of them. 


Pitch Black