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Vol. 3 Chap. 55 Birds Aren't Real

Truth woke up with questions. Did I just dream?

<<I think so? It looked like a dream. Your nous was thrashing around, but not in the way I’m used to seeing when you have one of your little episodes.>>

Is that what you are calling the past life memor...

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Here is the cover of the paperback without any text. Gotta love it!

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Vol. 3 Chap. 54 Above It All

Truth had to fish around in the garbage heap to collect what was probably all the surviving pieces of a miniature spell bird. As best he could tell, it was some kind of kit project. The parts came together with simple fasteners, all the talismans were neatly marked where an unskilled assembler co...

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Vol. 3 Chap. 53 Approaching Old Employers and Co-Workers

Truth awoke in a minor panic, feeling smothered by the plastic and the gravel. For a horrible second, he thought he had died in his sleep. For a horrible second, he thought he was back in that well of nothing, feeling the pressure growing. He kicked his way up and out in a hurry.

“How lon...

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Vol. 3 Chap. 52 Fragile Bubbles

Truth alternated between sitting cultivation, his least favorite sort, and trying to remember how his body worked. Everything hurt or felt wrong, or hurt while feeling wrong. In a brief moment of lucidity, he decided that “wrong” was unacceptably imprecise. If an elbow could feel nauseous, it...

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Vol. 3 Chap. 51 Certain Unpleasant Practicalities

The Cevis bubbled pleasingly as it drowned. The grass-green pond scum frothed a bit around the smashed open windows, pouring in to give the interior the closest thing to a cleaning it had ever known. The fungal life within the carriage would finally have a real fight on its hands. This pond had n...

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You Heard It Here First!

Got a little something for you- the first four minutes of the audio book! Kind of wish I could share the end of chapter 1, actually, the voice work on Dad is... perfect. But hey! New stuff!

On the Paperback side, the book should be releasing today on Amazon, but I don't have a fixe...

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Vol. 3 Chap. 50 A Whole Pack of Lone Wolves

The needle was quite long compared to a standard sidearm. Truth knew from experience it could smash through people without slowing down. That’s what it was built for- smashing through problems and problematic people. Driven at brutal speeds by the enchantments on the talisman, it could turn eve...

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Vol. 3 Chap. 49 Back and to the Left

Truth started making his way towards the edge of Buran. He was wearily certain that there would be checkpoints on the roads, AGAIN, and doubly certain that the buses and trains would be filled primarily with plain clothed police officers and surveillance equipment. He morbidly wondered how there ...

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Vol. 3 Chap. 48 To Unburden Oneself of Sin

The sin eater looked at the scores of rings, chains, and earrings scattered across his desk, spilling onto the floor. Each worn and rubbed, the maker mark and serial numbers carefully removed by Truth’s patient effort, waiting for the service to start. They all looked like they had been dug up,...

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Vol. 3 Chap. 47 What You Owe and What You Sow

Truth sat about midway back in the pews. They were on tiers, like stadium seating. The church was trying to cram the most bodies possible into the hall and making sure everyone had an excellent view of the dais. No obstructed-view seats here. And the acoustics simply could not be beat.

He k...

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Vol. 3 Chap. 46 All God's Children

Truth dove into the panicking masses, letting them break his line of sight with the golems chasing him and the eye-spies above. It was far from perfect. They were still on him. But it helped. As he went, he shouted.

“The Golems are killing people! They have gone crazy! The Golems are kill...

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~Special Treat For Paperback Readers~

I promised something special for the paperback readers, and here it is- you guys get to read the published edition TWO WEEKS before the Ebook and Audiobook crowd. Yup. Two weeks. Oh, I know the listing says it’s out November 7th. This is a cunning ruse. In fact, it will be released October 23rd...

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Vol. 3 Chap. 45 The Old Straight Track

Truth hadn’t eaten all day and resolved to fix that problem. Rather than raiding his hosts’ weirdly sparse fridge, he decided to eat out. There was ample food available from street vendors, and in Jeon, the street food was good. The penthouse had a private elevator, of course. It had...

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Vol. 3 Chap. 44 Insufficiently False Flag

Truth woke in the middle of the night. Sudden, urgent movement outside the door. They were only Level Threes, so he wasn’t worried about the owners of the house, but…

“Maddie. Maddie wake up! You have to see this.”

“Linh? What? What’s wrong?”

“There’s been an a...

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Vol. 3 Chap. 43 All Fall Down. No More Stars.

The party barge slid down out of the sky. Lights still pulsing in frantic time to the mindless music the bound spirits were compelled to play. The screams of mandatory fun and drugged release turned into fear, raw, clawing, stabbing. The barge slid down, passing the roofs of apartment towers. Pas...

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Vol. 3 Chap. 42 The Erotic Mysticism of the Martyred Flesh

Truth had an early night’s sleep, as jetlag is a real bastard. The bed was tiny, but he was prepared to cherish the fact it wasn’t a futon. He had spent enough nights sleeping on the floor. The mechanical alarm went off at five in the morning. Dawn was still some distance away, but his host h...

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Vol. 3 Chap. 41 Rememberence of Things Past

Remembering… what? Can the soul have memories? I thought that was the mind’s job.

<<No, not exactly. Thinking and reason are the mind’s job, as are most of your memories, but the soul does pick up things. I don’t know what or how much, but it has to because otherw...

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Slumrat Rising Vol. 1 Ebook Preorder is Live!


Exciting news- Volume 1 is now available for preorder on Kindle. For those of you good, GOOD people who w...

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Vol. 3 Chap. 40 An Inside Man

“Hang on a second- you say you physically take on the sin. As in, you remove it from the person it is on until they sin again.”

“Yes, we covered that.” The priest nodded.

“And it stays gone until the person sins again.”

“Well, it’s more nuanced than that, but tha...

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Vol. 1 Audiobook Pre-Order just went live

https://www.audible.com/pd/A-Starbrite-Man-A-C...

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Vol. 3 Chap. 39 A Damn Hard Job

Truth had a moment of terrible lucidity. The rich man, and he had to be rich, that was a five thousand wen suit if he had ever seen one, was looking more or less straight at him. Could he… see through the Blessings of the Forest? That would make him incredibly high-level. But he sure d...

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Vol. 3 Chap. 38 Buran

Truth sprawled in the plush king-sized bed in “his” suite at the Dunbar. The Grand Imperial Deluxe, apparently. He vaguely wondered if they had a Grand Imperial or an Imperial Deluxe. What exactly qualified this suite for all three terms? Well, it had a second bedroom attached, a living room,...

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Patreon UI changes

No idea what's going on here, but the UI seems to have changed, as well as some of how the menus work. Please let me know if you are experiencing any trouble, as I try to sort out how this thing now works. Fun fact- my dashboard is now telling me I have 99+ notifications, because it is notifying ...

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Vol. 3 Chap. 37 Just Visiting

It should have been safe. It should have. This wasn’t some dinky little road into a minor city like Gwaju. This was National Highway 10 headed into Buran- the second-biggest and second-richest city in the country. The highway was six lanes in both directions. The cost to run the checkpoint must...

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Vol. 3 Chap. 36 The Boathouse at Army Ford

It didn’t feel safe under the overhang. Truth thought a moment and scolded himself. He was still thinking like a low-level noob. He was a Level Four with an imp. He coated his hand with the fangs of Incisive and carved a little cave out of the bank of the stream. “Thrush, make it watertight a...

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Vol. 3 Chap. 35 So That's How.

The bartender, after a brief chat with Truth, had no problem serving him water in the same glasses he served Thom white spirits. Whatever Internal Security wanted, they would get. Including the bartender becoming blind, deaf, and mute. Thom was Level Two, and while the lapel pin was providing som...

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Vol. 3 Chap. 34 Theosophy

Truth was confronted with an awkward problem. You never, ever, go to the same dead drop twice. Once you touch it, the drop is dead. Touch it a second time, and you are dead. So if you check it, it had DAMN well better have something in it. Hence having covert signals to let operatives know the dr...

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Vol. 3 Chap. 33 Monsters of Suburbia

If Merkovah’s package had made it to the dead drop, there would be a white rock under the fourth post of the fence outside of 934 West Pichno Street, Damya. Damya being a small town in farm country just up the highway from Gwaju. Since this was Jeon, a densely settled peninsula, “farm country...

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Vol. 3 Chap 32 Catching Breath

To get cleanly out of Gwaju, a small city of no particular importance at the southern tip of the Jeon peninsula, one had to cross the highway that ringed the outer edge of the city. More like a three-quarters circle on account of the ocean being in the way, but that was the basic idea. You could ...

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