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Power Corrupts: Divine Reunions (ch. 79)

It was amazing how quickly things moved when you were at the top, Kazuma thought to himself, sitting on the wall that surrounded the city of Axel. His feet dangled off the ledge as he leaned back, propping himself up with his hands. He wasn't supposed to be up here, Kazuma didn't think, but the g...

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Power Corrupts: Separate Ways (ch. 78)

The mansion had a library with a pretty decent selection of books. They ranged from myth to simple fiction, to non-fiction, romance, mystery, thrillers, and fanfiction-worthy garbage. I wasn't sure where exactly the world was in tech development, but it would seem that the printing press was a th...

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See No Evil: Foundations (ch. 46)

A little time could change a lot of things. A surprising amount of things. The dominoes had been lined up and knocked over, and in the past two weeks, I had been feeling the aftermath. So had Lowtown. Especially Lowtown. In the end, I couldn't have possibly foreseen every possible reaction to the...

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See No Evil: Sweet Little Lies (ch. 45)

I took a seat at my desk and tried to ignore the itch that taunted me underneath my cast. Three weeks was going to be pure hell. It's barely been an hour, and already it's driving me up the wall. But, I fought off the urge to tear off the cast to satisfy the itch -- mostly because I really didn't...

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See No Evil: Anything but the Truth (ch. 44)

Things almost went to plan. About… ninety percent to plan. Maybe eight-five percent. The biggest deviation was Batman, because of course it would be. I didn't expect him to confront Cobblepot and me at the same time. That had been dangerous. Extremely so. The wrong word and the lie I had been c...

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Risk It All: Unseen Hand (ch. 13)

Part of me wanted to deny the claim. Batman was a founding member of the Justice League. There was no way that he had resigned. This was just some kind of mistake. That Robin was wrong or he had misunderstood or something.

Another part of me felt sick as it believed him. Batman had covered ...

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Gone Native: The Wayward Son (ch.1)

"My name is King Tarble of the Saiyan race. Many of you know me in one form or another. To some, I was your ally and leader. To most, I was your most hated enemy, the one that brought death and destruction to your homes and families. Perhaps I still am those things, but times can change. They hav...

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Going Native: Gaining A Reason (ch. 84) (Epilogue)

"What now?" Hal wondered to himself, sitting on a rock floating through space as he gazed up at the two orange balls that hovered in orbit like two moons. There was no one around to answer his question. He wasn't really looking for an answer either. Mostly because there were no good options -- or...

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Going Native: Loss of Everything (ch. 33)

A scream of rage ripped itself from my throat as I blasted forward, crossing the distance between us in a fraction of a second. At speeds that my team — my family — couldn't hope to react to. For me, time seemed to slow to a crawl as Fasha's gaze managed to meet mine as I reared back...

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Power Corrupts: Divine Reunions (ch. 79)

It was amazing how quickly things moved when you were at the top, Kazuma thought to himself, sitting on the wall that surrounded the city of Axel. His feet dangled off the ledge as he leaned back, propping himself up with his hands. He wasn't supposed to be up here, Kazuma didn't think, but the g...

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Power Corrupts: Separate Ways (ch. 78)

The mansion had a library with a pretty decent selection of books. They ranged from myth to simple fiction, to non-fiction, romance, mystery, thrillers, and fanfiction-worthy garbage. I wasn't sure where exactly the world was in tech development, but it would seem that the printing press was a th...

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Power Corrupts: The Dark Heart of Darkness (ch. 77)

"Please! Please! Please! Pleaepleaseplease!" Megumin begged, dragging behind me as she clutched the back of my shirt. I really regretted giving her that mana potion for more reasons than one. Her begging was pretty annoying, but that wasn't the main reason. It was mostly because I realized how th...

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A Hard Knock Life: Someone I Used To Know (ch. 15)

"Mano?" Jackie spoke up as we both swallowed a groan the moment we slumped into the couch, the news playing as it detailed hundreds of arrests made, hundreds of millions stolen, and the whole scale collapse of the ABB.

"Hm?" I hummed, resisting the urge to close my eyes and sleep forever. View Post

A Hard Knock Life: Feel Good Inc. (ch. 14)

You ever have a moment where you realize you were an absolute idiot of the highest order? I think I’ve had more than most in the grand scheme of things. Part of that was just being a teenager without parents to raise you. But, of all those moments, never before had I felt so stupid. So utterly ...

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A Hard Knock Life: Lost Days (ch. 13)

I sent Marquise his gift through the mail after dumbing it down considerably. In the end, it was the best option. Marquise lasted in this city for twenty years with some preem territory while being surrounded by numerically superior enemies. He didn't manage that by being stupid. As much as I lik...

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See No Evil: Sweet Little Lies (ch. 45)

I took a seat at my desk and tried to ignore the itch that taunted me underneath my cast. Three weeks was going to be pure hell. It's barely been an hour, and already it's driving me up the wall. But, I fought off the urge to tear off the cast to satisfy the itch -- mostly because I really didn't...

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See No Evil: Anything But The Truth (ch. 44)

Things almost went to plan. About… ninety percent to plan. Maybe eight-five percent. The biggest deviation was Batman, because of course it would be. I didn't expect him to confront Cobblepot and me at the same time. That had been dangerous. Extremely so. The wrong word and the lie I had been c...

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See No Evil: Unexpected Surprises (ch. 43)

There were few people that had managed to infuriate Bruce on a fundamental level quite like Oswald Cobblepot. Since the very beginning of Bruce's career as Batman, the Penguin had been a constant needling thorn in his side. He wasn't like the other rogues that seemed to obsess over getting his at...

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Risk It All: Last Hand (ch. 12)

A dislocated arm hurt. A lot. The pain was almost enough to mask the fact that my fingers felt a bit funny, my grip a little less firm than it had been before. Fighting with a dislocated arm was a neat thought, but in practice, I didn't like my chances as Grundy slammed his fists into the ground ...

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Going Native: Gaining A Reason (ch. 84) (Epilogue)

"What now?" Hal wondered to himself, sitting on a rock floating through space as he gazed up at the two orange balls that hovered in orbit like two moons. There was no one around to answer his question. He wasn't really looking for an answer either. Mostly because there were no good options -- or...

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Going Native: Loss of Sanity (ch. 83)

A scream of rage ripped itself from my throat as I blasted forward, crossing the distance between us in a fraction of a second. At speeds that my team — my family — couldn't hope to react to. For me, time seemed to slow to a crawl as Fasha's gaze managed to meet mine as I reared back...

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Going Native: Loss of Sanity (ch. 82)

Vegeta and I clashed above the ocean, sending a shockwave out that blasted the water back. It surged away, forming a tidal wave that stretched out in every direction, and it was joined by others as my brother and I traded blows.

The taste of blood was heavy on my tongue. I could hardly feel...

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Power Corrupts Konosuba Poll

I wanted to get some general feedback from the Power Corrupts audience to make sure the feedback I've been getting isn’t a vocal minority. Let me begin by saying that I knew going in that the Konosuba jump was going to be a risk. Pivoting from drama to comedy was going to be difficult to pull o...

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Power Corrupts: Separate Ways (ch. 78)

The mansion had a library with a pretty decent selection of books. They ranged from myth to simple fiction, to non-fiction, romance, mystery, thrillers, and fanfiction-worthy garbage. I wasn't sure where exactly the world was in tech development, but it would seem that the printing press was a th...

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Power Corrupt: The Dark Heart of Darkness (ch. 77)

"Please! Please! Please! Pleaepleaseplease!" Megumin begged, dragging behind me as she clutched the back of my shirt. I really regretted giving her that mana potion for more reasons than one. Her begging was pretty annoying, but that wasn't the main reason. It was mostly because I realized how th...

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Power Corrupts: Monkey Paw (ch. 76)

"Damn Senpai! He ruined my chance for an adventure! I should have known better. Every game gets boring after you toggle god mode. The journey is more important than the destination, even if that destination is the harem ending," Kazuma muttered darkly to himself, kicking a stone down the cobblest...

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See No Evil: Anything But The Truth (ch. 44)

Things almost went to plan. About… ninety percent to plan. Maybe eight-five percent. The biggest deviation was Batman, because of course it would be. I didn't expect him to confront Cobblepot and me at the same time. That had been dangerous. Extremely so. The wrong word and the lie I had been c...

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See No Evil: Unexpected Surprises (ch. 43)

There were few people that had managed to infuriate Bruce on a fundamental level quite like Oswald Cobblepot. Since the very beginning of Bruce's career as Batman, the Penguin had been a constant needling thorn in his side. He wasn't like the other rogues that seemed to obsess over getting his at...

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See No Evil: Unseen View (ch. 42)

"Any luck?" Dick questioned, peeking over her shoulder to get a look at her monitor setup. It was no Batcomputer, but between five screens that fed her info, each paired with a beast of a computer, it wasn't too far off. Streams of code scrolled across several screens while Barbara personally wor...

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Going Native: Loss of Everything (ch. 83)

A scream of rage ripped itself from my throat as I blasted forward, crossing the distance between us in a fraction of a second. At speeds that my team — my family — couldn't hope to react to. For me, time seemed to slow to a crawl as Fasha's gaze managed to meet mine as I reared back...

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