Alan looked around the third floor of the Tower.
It was quite large and it took only a moment of thought for the outer wall to split and form a window. Nothing fancy, but it was a nice thing overlooking the Sanctuary. He couldn’t make it do many other things, but creating walls, windows, ...
2024-09-08 17:19:15 +0000 UTC
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“Fancy seeing you here,” Sunday said with a smile.
Elora just stared. Her blonde hair was messy, and she was dressed only in simple almost sheer nightgown that was probably more expensive than all of Sunday’s clothes combined. His eyes strayed a bit, but he did his best to be very int...
2024-09-06 21:28:26 +0000 UTC
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“I demand you stop laughing!” Xil screamed.
“But… I thought you’d be bigger! This is ridiculous!” Alan said between bouts of laughter. He couldn’t even use the mental connection they shared.
The tiny demon seemed ready to blow up, but other than posturing a...
2024-09-06 20:13:52 +0000 UTC
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Stealing was a pretty relaxing activity. Especially alone in a room full of scrolls older than the room itself, holding the secrets of a higher power.
Sunday knew the outside world would’ve killed for most of the arts he was going through. And yet, to him, they were not that impressive. H...
2024-09-03 22:43:15 +0000 UTC
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Turtle shifted his body with a groan. He moved slowly, like an old person or someone who had just been beaten up. There were no wounds on him, but the pattern shifted slightly. Alan noticed cracked mana stones of all sizes and shapes littering the place. Had Turtle performed a ritual or something...
2024-09-03 22:40:51 +0000 UTC
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The words made Sunday tense. Guests? His first thought was his ‘Missing’ status and those searching for him. There was no way for Trust to know that though. It was impossible, wasn’t it? So what guests was he talking about?
“I find it quite peculiar,” Sunday said, “how all of yo...
2024-09-02 17:13:22 +0000 UTC
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Alan sighed. Trying to convert some of his points into currency only led to being offered mana stones. Either the currency of the region they were in was mana stones, or New Earth was still not considered part of it due to the recent integration.
Since there was no access to any be...
2024-09-01 21:27:25 +0000 UTC
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Sunday’s rest was spent in attempts to force Chaotic Step to work. He had done so once, and he fully believed it was time for him to take back his agency. A future savior of mankind, undead kind, and all other kinds out there could now allow himself to be bound by uncontrollable talents.
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2024-08-31 10:53:43 +0000 UTC
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Mr. Muge’s shop had changed yet again, adding a few additional wings and making the whole building stand out even more. Now that he was not far away from the center. Alan had decided it was the first place to stop since it was on the way to the World Temple.
The Enchanter was a great guy,...
2024-08-30 20:42:39 +0000 UTC
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They continued through the night, even Vyn although his human constitution kept him from being too happy about it. The boy loved his sleep. Another lesson his sister had instilled in him with loving beatings.
Sunday was on edge the whole time but it became clear that the Voice, Prophet, or ...
2024-08-28 10:01:16 +0000 UTC
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Humans were expected to threaten and try to conquer other humans. It went well with tradition. After all, what was the human experience but a constant deflection of invasions? There were always troublemakers, be it protecting your personal space, sanity, or country.
Alan still found it a bi...
2024-08-27 20:30:11 +0000 UTC
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Sunday was nervous. Not in the way a man stalking through an otherworldly city full of vampires, strange magic, and mad gods would be nervous – he was used to that. Well, the latter was a part of it perhaps. He was wary of running into any believers, worshippers, or annoying members of the Arca...
2024-08-26 18:36:52 +0000 UTC
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The Sanctuary had changed on the inside as well. Alan wondered whether moving buildings around was as simple as spending some points in the World Temple. He had to check what those would do for him. Perhaps he needed more mana stones for the ritual, although his reserves had grown quite a l...
2024-08-25 19:09:35 +0000 UTC
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“My sister told me that I shouldn’t think when wielding a sword. Thinking, she said, means you’ve slacked in practice,” Vyn exclaimed as he swatted off Sunday’s sword. “A swordsman must act. Build instincts. They should trust their body above all. Trust the practice and the muscle mem...
2024-08-24 16:04:11 +0000 UTC
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Choose a reward:
Crushing Vambraces of Vitality (Rare)
Passive: Makes your fists hard as stone and adds weight to each of your punches.
Passive: You feel more alive: +30 to Vitality
2024-08-23 22:59:39 +0000 UTC
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NOTE: 100 Chapters. It's a small milestone in what is hopefully going to be a long, and continuously improving story. I know there are highs and lows, but hopefully in time, the former will outshine the latter. Thank you all for being here, supporting what I do, and reading the words born in my m...
2024-08-21 11:15:05 +0000 UTC
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NOTE: So, I've made a mistake in the last few Statuses by applying 30% bonus to Mind when it was supposed to be 25%. It changes absolutely nothing, other than the amount of editing I'll have to do.
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Alan opened his eyes in the darkness. He had long given up on keeping track of t...
2024-08-20 19:05:28 +0000 UTC
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The arena was nothing like the place Sunday had sparred with Elora. It was much more reminiscent of a small coliseum, with cushioned seats for the audience. It took about an hour after the mock hearing, which Sunday had decided had nothing to do with him and more with people trying to one-up each...
2024-08-18 20:22:56 +0000 UTC
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Swirling darkness. An ocean of it. And in the middle stood an island as if placed under spotlight. It was a lone jagged piece of existence cutting through the currents assaulting it. Shadows of beasts, of memories, and of wails that had traveled through eternity passed by in a constant storm. Rag...
2024-08-18 13:01:44 +0000 UTC
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Finding balance was a difficult thing. Desires, emotions, wants and joy. Sometimes they took hold of a person when a new day came, or perhaps at a random time in the afternoon. How much of the truth to show? How much to pretend? How many emotions to be worn on the sleeve and how many to be buried...
2024-08-17 12:13:33 +0000 UTC
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The Sanctuary was bursting with life. Everyone had something to do—a role to play. Tensions were high, but not like before. Enemies were working together, children were helping in any way they could. What could unite different humans better, than a new threat?
Rosalyn stood on the newly e...
2024-08-16 18:52:24 +0000 UTC
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Sunday watched Kloud leave and lamented the twists and turns of city life as a half-living corpse. The swamp had been simple. The swamp had been pure. He saw that now when he had already lost it. Here, just as one annoying event was over a different one popped up.
He didn’t care much abou...
2024-08-14 13:28:25 +0000 UTC
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NOTE: Might edit a bit tomorrow. I was careful with this one.
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Alan tried to emulate the monster, and as he dodged another spear, threw his own. It was a weak throw and fell very short of its target. His strength was quite high compared to before – definitely higher than an...
2024-08-13 22:13:48 +0000 UTC
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Discussion of details was left for later. At least until Sunday could find someone to put the work onto. He still felt tired, which was unlike him after sleep and dreaming of the yew tree. It felt human. Perhaps an after-effect of the buff, although the fatigue from the first time, when ...
2024-08-12 15:20:07 +0000 UTC
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The tunnels stretched further than Alan had thought. He returned to the valley after witnessing the jadari settlement in all its glory and tried to follow the path back to the spider’s cave. The damage from [Hateful Mist Cut] would have made returning through the original path difficult, but Al...
2024-08-11 20:52:59 +0000 UTC
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The Hunter forever stalks those he doubts. A keeper of the sacred. A guard against another Fall. His immortal hounds tear apart the unworthy, the corrupt, and the unwilling to carry the burdens beyond life and death.
He seeks out the madness buried deep...
2024-08-10 11:26:29 +0000 UTC
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The valley was as they had left it: broken apart by the fight and littered with the corpses of all the killed jadari.
It was a grim scene. One Alan had contributed to the most out of everyone involved. He stuck to the rock formations, used the tents as for cover, and moved carefully. He pee...
2024-08-09 21:31:35 +0000 UTC
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The hound paid the vampire audience no mind, knowing that the sanctity of its fight was protected.
Sunday knew that too. There would be no help this time. No using the vampires as living shields. No ghouls to slow the beast down with their sacrifice.
He briefly considered using the sa...
2024-08-07 20:53:45 +0000 UTC
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After putting some distance between the valley and himself Alan stopped and took out the identifier. He was sure at least some of what he had chosen would be fun, and he couldn’t wait to confirm that. The rings were a sure pick in his mind almost whenever he was offered a choice. The effects th...
2024-08-06 19:54:17 +0000 UTC
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NOTE: Sorry for the weird posting times lately. Work schedule got crazy.
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It was like being charged by a bull, and Sunday quickly lost any desire to stand his ground. The hound ignored the furniture in its path, pushing or breaking everything apart as if it were a tank. Wisps of ...
2024-08-05 17:09:31 +0000 UTC
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