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Chapter 88 - TFF

Nothingness was all there was to it. Not blackness or infinite void, no white light. Just… non-existence.

And Alan was in the middle of it, unable to perceive his body or feel his mana. Try as he could, there was nothing to latch on but the thoughts of his mind which still somehow worked....

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Chapter 87 - TFF

In the vastness of space, beyond the rumbling border of void and destruction that separated the self-proclaimed ‘Living Realm’ from the rest of the infinite existences in an endless universe, existed the domain of Szirsaxal.

It was a separate space belonging only to her. If she was no m...

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Chapter 86 - TFF

The situation looked hopeless.

The rain of skills was growing weaker as people once again ran out of mana and stronger skills to use. Wuros had his permanent grin pointed at Emerson, making a lot of the others feel insignificant.

Not Alan.

While he had grown much more confident,...

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Chapter 85 - TFF

Emerson watched the carnage with a cold heart. He had doomed so many people to cruel death in the already cruel world. Why had he believed the lies whispered in his dreams and mind? Was he so stupid to trust random voices?

Or had the Hierophant of the Goddess used a trick to control him, to...

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Chapter 84 - TFF

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Today's chapter is brought to you a bit late by the Christmas Dao of Traffic Jams.  Also, there will be a small announcement/update in the next hour or so. Enjoy!


Alan’s dagger struck only air as the white mass that used to be the throne quickly pulled back ...

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Chapter 83 - TFF

The battle began without much fanfare. The human side was disorganized and chaotic, and Alan felt the turbulence of mana everywhere around as if millions of strands of energy were intertwining and passing by each other without interference.

For a moment he lost himself imagining what it wou...

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Chapter 82 - TFF

Alan let himself get dragged to a fairly empty place near one of the ruins. It was dangerous, but he trusted [Mortal Peril] and the last cast of [Monochrome Armor] he had left.

The woman’s [Class Trainer] class had certainly sounded interesting and he wanted to hear what she had to say. H...

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Chapter 81 - TFF

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I might be posting at different times in the coming weeks, as I will move around a lot. I will try to do it earlier than usual, though, not later.


Mr. Muge wasn’t opposed to assisting them in the slightest. He even tried to recruit them, as losing his base of ope...

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Chapter 80 - TFF

This spawn was big. As big as a pickup truck, and as mean as its stereotypical driver.

Alan got close fast. Ashlyn was behind him, while the best Turtle could achieve was a slow jog through the debris.

The huge spawn was already fighting a group of unfortunate people. Alan sa...

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Chapter 79 - TFF

The System messages came in rapid succession.

WARNING! Unauthorized invasion detected.

Emergency integration protocols initiated.

Sanctuary-wide Quest: Chose a Leader has been abolished.

The World Temple will provi...

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Chapter 78 - TFF

Tim opened his mouth to answer when Cole raised his hand.

“Is that what this is about? You kill one of our own by catching him unprepared, and you think that will help you save a murderer?” Cole spat.

When you put it that way…

“Yes?” Alan smiled innocently, wh...

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Chapter 77 - TFF

The largest square directly in front of the World Temple was currently bustling with activity. The children were particularly rowdy, playing and laughing as if the fate of the whole society didn’t depend on the whims of whoever was strongest, or hardest to kill. Which was hardly the same thing....

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Chapter 76 - TFF

Alan had a good sleep after he returned to his room.

It was dreamless and relaxing and when he woke up, he felt as if his body and mind had been rebuilt from the ground up.

Without a clock or a window to see the position of the sun from, he had no idea how long he had slept.

How...

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Chapter 75 - TFF

He jumped down from the ruin and rolled, ending on his feet. His shadow merged with his body and he felt the world slow down. The darkness parted before his eyes. A weird sense of satisfaction washed over him as [Monochrome Armor] manifested.

His daggers were in his hands, covered in writhi...

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Chapter 74 - TFF

“Did you orchestrate our meeting?” Alan asked. Ashlyn seemed to sense the tension in him and she gently grabbed his hand.

Rosalyn didn’t react at first. She seemed thoughtful.

Is that how one skirts around such a trait? Thinking everything through to bend the truth?

...

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Chapter 73 - TFF

The back room was larger than anticipated. Deeper in there was a kitchen area where multiple fires burned simultaneously, making steam rise over pots and pans. All the smoke from the slowly burning wood was sucked into a carved stone in the middle of the room, upon which was somehow sat a small t...

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Chapter 72 - TFF

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I will be posting at strange times during the work week. Free time is never guaranteed. Most days I will try to do it earlier, rather than later.

There are a few chapters of world building and some character introductions until things pick up again. Hope you enjoyed the Dunge...

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Chapter 71 - TFF

It was only natural that the first stop would be Mr. Muge’s place. The strange construction that was the Enchanter’s Bane had become even stranger. The tower had grown into a monstrosity of wood and ropes that swayed in the wind but somehow managed not to fall. It was the first thing anyone w...

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Chapter 70 - TFF

Alan stood still, blood dripping from his daggers. The world was spinning as his vision returned to normal. As normal as it could be while [Monochrome Armor] was active.

He didn’t know what had happened.

Someone had cast a fire skill toward Ashlyn and he had lost it. The skill proba...

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Chapter 69 - TFF

Walter scowled in frustration. A Sanctuary had been destroyed and the news didn’t lead to anything good for the finicky balance achieved in theirs. Alan and the girls were still gone, probably dead or fighting God knows what.

He was both grateful he was not in their place and worried he m...

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Chapter 68 - TFF

Alan didn’t know how much time passed. He didn’t react when bronze constructs similar to the ones they had fought came in and started cleaning the mess under the direction of the Doctor. Bodies of experiments and werewolves were carried away, while the blood splatters were sprayed with a stra...

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Chapter 67 - TFF

No! No! No!

This couldn’t be happening. He had clearly attacked the Doctor! Why was Davis lying dead in front of him, killed by his hand? By his blade?

Alan turned in confusion. There was no trace of the Doctor. The white werewolf’s body was laid charred on the ground. Th...

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Chapter 66 - TFF

Alan turned and saw Florence standing wide-eyed with a smoking wand in front of her. She looked like she had just shot someone in a western.

The fires cleared up and revealed an angry werewolf covered in burns, with most of its fur singed off. The dark wrinkled flesh reminded Alan of the sh...

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Chapter 65 - TFF

You have received a new Dungeon Quest:   Defeat Doctor Pharom in the Lower Buried Blood Fields.

The Doctor is a menace that   has committed many crimes against natural life. He has offended a God with   his existence. Punish him for his...

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Chapter 64 - TFF

After what felt like an eternity of annoying pain and strange sensations through his bones, Alan opened his eyes and breathed in. The dim mana crystals clattered to the floor and rolled before turning to fine dust.

+15 to the Magic attribute.

That was well within expe...

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Chapter 63 - TFF

Florence was only a few meters away, piercing the boss with her eyes.

“What—?”

The man suddenly clutched at his chest.

“What… is this?!” he gasped.

Florence’s breathing seemed to be getting harder, but her trademark smile still played on her lips.

“Th...

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Chapter 62 - TFF

A golden barrier stronger than any so far enveloped Davis as he reached the boss and punched out. His fist was met with an open palm. The eyeless man’s arm looked mighty skinny compared to Davis’s fist. Skin and flesh flew as the black robe’s forearm exploded from the impact with the glowin...

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Chapter 61 - TFF

Alan quickly activated [Monochrome Armor] and felt his shadow wrap around and join his flesh. The world became a tad bit slower, and the darkness friendlier.

His [Shadow Weapon] coated his two daggers. His left hand held the ritual dagger, while his right the flaming one. He didn’t know w...

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Chapter 60 - TFF

Big, fat, mutated rats charged in waves, eliciting screams from a few of the elves and Florence, and curses from the rest. Alan felt only a surge of unimaginable anger.

His daggers covered in darkness whisked through the dark tunnel, one of them aflame. It was no time to pull punches as [Sh...

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Chapter 59 - TFF

“Alan? Is that you?” Davis walked forward with hesitation and stopped a step away.

“In the flesh. How have you been Davis?”

Davis looked him over, then grinned wide, “I—we thought you were dead, man! Glad to see you are okay!”

“I am glad to see you are doing well...

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