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From the Ashes: Spark of Rebellion (ch. 18)

It wasn’t often that I stepped behind the bar in the Blushing Maid. It was a rare occurrence that I tended to reserve for special occasions. The eradication of one of the few rival gangs left in the city was this such occasion -- since everyone that had lived in the slums was squatting on the s...

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From the Ashes: Cinders (ch. 17)

Duncan could taste blood upon his tongue, and he found it tasted sweet instead of like iron, while his hands clutched a crude sword and a shield made of a wagon wheel as he mindlessly hacked at the corpse of a man, sending up rivets of blood with each swing. His body was covered in gore, blood dr...

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From the Ashes: Charred (ch. 16)

“I’m here with an offer,” a young elven man said, sitting in a chair across from me, his hands clasped in front of him. His hair was light brown, his eye a pale blue. He was handsome enough, but rather plain looking for an elf, though the drab and plain-looking clothing that he wore didn’...

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Legends Never Die: To Be Iviking (ch. 22)

As it would turn out, King Widukind's need for exact measurements worked out perfectly for us. The scouts that were sent out to patrol the countryside and monitor the Frankish army had reported almost everything that they had seen, ranging from good terrain, poor terrain, hamlets, villages, and t...

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Legends Never Die: The Gods Laugh At The Plans Of Men (ch. 21)

I found King Widukind in a tavern. It was one of decent make, more stone than wood, though the floors were made from thick wooden planks. Furniture was of decent make, but it was currently stacked up along the walls to make room for the comings and goings of messengers. At the heart of the tavern...

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Legends Never Die: Harsh Truths (ch. 20)

“You’re a great warrior,” Thorkell told me as we watched the people of Frankfort be led out of the city gates. King Widukind didn’t want them eating the food in case there was a siege. That wasn’t to say everyone had left the city. Many had been taken as thralls. Others were captives. A...

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Legends Never Die: Honor Bound (ch. 19)

It was surprisingly hard to find an army, I discovered as we sailed up the Rhine River. One would think that it would be difficult to misplace so many men, but when we sailed down the Elba river, asking villages where King Widukind was, there was a stunning lack of recent information, though plen...

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Never Fade Away: That One Sin That Caused The Fall (ch. 9)

Kiwi already had programs running in the background by the time we pulled up to her apartment, with eleven hours and forty-five minutes left on the clock. Her apartment itself was near the heart of Kabuki, in a high rise that offered a great view of the city. A view that went ignored as Kiwi outr...

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Never Fade Away: Said What You Had To Say (ch. 8)

"He's selling corpses to Maelstrom," Lucy pointed out to him, resting her head against his shoulder while the two of them watched Rebecca coach L on how to shotgun a beer. How drunk L was was anyone's guess since he had already puked twice because of the taste.

David knew. He heard it menti...

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Never Fade Away: The One Thing That Changed It All (ch. 7)

Flashing lights alerted me that the police were following us, and as soon as they did, a program kick-started in the car. I could have killed it easily enough but chose not to, letting the truck that I was in slow down and guide itself to the curb. Pretty much every single vehicle in Night City c...

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Never Fade Away: I See Your Eyes, I Know You See Me (ch. 6)

Was this what we escaped for? It was a question that weighed heavily in my mind as I looked at the bright neon streets, casting away the deep shadows that fell upon Night City. The lights felt necessary considering that the outside world lived underneath a dark ceiling. My gaze lingered on a back...

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From the Ashes: Spark of Rebellion (ch. 18)

It wasn’t often that I stepped behind the bar in the Blushing Maid. It was a rare occurrence that I tended to reserve for special occasions. The eradication of one of the few rival gangs left in the city was this such occasion -- since everyone that had lived in the slums was squatting on the s...

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From the Ashes: Cinders (ch. 17)

Duncan could taste blood upon his tongue, and he found it tasted sweet instead of like iron, while his hands clutched a crude sword and a shield made of a wagon wheel as he mindlessly hacked at the corpse of a man, sending up rivets of blood with each swing. His body was covered in gore, blood dr...

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From the Ashes: Charred (ch. 16)

“I’m here with an offer,” a young elven man said, sitting in a chair across from me, his hands clasped in front of him. His hair was light brown, his eye a pale blue. He was handsome enough, but rather plain looking for an elf, though the drab and plain-looking clothing that he wore didn’...

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From the Ashes: The Swalling (ch. 15)

"It's not too late to call this off," Shianni told me, a hand going to mine as we brazenly sat upon the wall to the alienage. We were able to see over most buildings, and were granted a decent enough view of the city. The view from the Arls Estate was better, though. There wasn't a whole lot to s...

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Castoff: The Path (ch. 8)

Novigrad was under siege, but it wasn’t by Nilfgaard. It was being besieged by an army of refugees, Ciri saw as she and Guts approached the city in the early morning, almost as soon as the first rays of sunlight crested the horizon of the Great Sea. It wasn’t the first time she had visited th...

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Legends Never Die: The Gods Laugh At The Plans of Men (ch. 21)

I found King Widukind in a tavern. It was one of decent make, more stone than wood, though the floors were made from thick wooden planks. Furniture was of decent make, but it was currently stacked up along the walls to make room for the comings and goings of messengers. At the heart of the tavern...

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Legends Never Die: Harsh Truths (ch. 20)

“You’re a great warrior,” Thorkell told me as we watched the people of Frankfort be led out of the city gates. King Widukind didn’t want them eating the food in case there was a siege. That wasn’t to say everyone had left the city. Many had been taken as thralls. Others were captives. A...

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Legends Never Die: Honor Bound (ch. 19)

It was surprisingly hard to find an army, I discovered as we sailed up the Rhine River. One would think that it would be difficult to misplace so many men, but when we sailed down the Elba river, asking villages where King Widukind was, there was a stunning lack of recent information, though plen...

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Legends Never Die: Setting Course (ch. 18)

My brothers were burnt together in a large pyre -- Brandr and Tormod. The others helped me build the pyre, and in a solemn silence, we gathered the bones. I had them buried where the bones of my grandparents and brother were laid to rest. Brandr and Tormod joined them. Only the bones of Havi and ...

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Never Fade Away: Said What You Had To Say (ch. 8)

"He's selling corpses to Maelstrom," Lucy pointed out to him, resting her head against his shoulder while the two of them watched Rebecca coach L on how to shotgun a beer. How drunk L was was anyone's guess since he had already puked twice because of the taste.

David knew. He heard it menti...

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Never Fade Away: The One Thing That Changed It All (ch. 7)

Flashing lights alerted me that the police were following us, and as soon as they did, a program kick-started in the car. I could have killed it easily enough but chose not to, letting the truck that I was in slow down and guide itself to the curb. Pretty much every single vehicle in Night City c...

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Never Fade Away: I See Your Eyes, I Know You See Me (ch. 6)

Was this what we escaped for? It was a question that weighed heavily in my mind as I looked at the bright neon streets, casting away the deep shadows that fell upon Night City. The lights felt necessary considering that the outside world lived underneath a dark ceiling. My gaze lingered on a back...

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Never Fade Away: Of Fallen Angels That Have Loved And Lost (ch. 5)

I woke to an unfamiliar ceiling. The segmented pale plates were gone, replaced with a uniform oneness that was only broken up by lighting. There was no momentary bliss of forgetting what happened. It was impossible when I woke up laying in a soft bed with sheets so soft and smooth that it was alm...

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Gacha God: Dominos (ch. 9)

"So, you can make copies of yourself?" Peter questioned, his jaw-dropping as he looked at Seb Two, then back at me, then back at Seb Two. "Is that your superpower?"

"Nah,” Seb Two answered.

“My superpower is that cool stuff drops in my lap every once in a while. It's how I got the...

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Gacha God: Three Musketeers (ch. 8)

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Gacha God: The Inherent Benefits of Time Travel (ch. 7)

I stood in my Cave of Wonders and realized that I needed to take inventory, because it went from completely empty to being a goddamn mess over the course of… well, a day, but several dozen timelines. There were just piles of weapons tossed around haphazardly, no method of sorting to organize th...

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Gacha God: All You Need Is A Little Confidence (ch. 6)

"I can't believe they're making us go back to school. New York got invaded by aliens. They should totally just cancel it for the year! Er, well, maybe that would be a bit much. They should cancel it for at least a semester, though," Peter groused as he poured over my Air Treks on a buste...

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From the Ashes: Cinders (ch. 17)

Duncan could taste blood upon his tongue, and he found it tasted sweet instead of like iron, while his hands clutched a crude sword and a shield made of a wagon wheel as he mindlessly hacked at the corpse of a man, sending up rivets of blood with each swing. His body was covered in gore, blood dr...

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From the Ashes: Charred (ch. 16)

“I’m here with an offer,” a young elven man said, sitting in a chair across from me, his hands clasped in front of him. His hair was light brown, his eye a pale blue. He was handsome enough, but rather plain looking for an elf, though the drab and plain-looking clothing that he wore didn’...

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