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Chapter 12: Remembrance

The night before his nineteenth birthday, Glenny trembled with fatigue. His fingers were calloused and his arms scored with shallow cuts, his shirt was stuck to his chest and back, and his eyes were narrow. He circled his opponent who was still fr...

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Chapter 11: Lost

“I’m telling you, we are lost,” Glenny said to the group.

It was well into night at this point but the group was still in the tall, grassy, soulless savannah wilds. Since their battle with the pride of lions, they had not seen a single...

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Chapter 10: Lions

“I think it’s this way,” Jude said, pointing with one hand while the other clutched the map.

“I swear, if you lead us into anotherfire ant nest, I’m going to stab you,” retorted Glenny.

Just then, a gust of wind bl...

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Chapter 9: New Start

The town of Liontrunk was somewhat unusual. With its main export of alchemical mana potions and transmutations plus having a population of over half adventurers raised plenty of eyebrows. Similar producing towns were far from the front lines, ofte...

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Chapter 8: I Spy

“I spy something… silver,” Jude said, together with Glenny and Leland.

The boys walked alongside a nine cart caravan, plenty of mounts, and more than a few Lords of Mercantile. Together, their party walked the long and twisting dirt ro...

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Chapter 7: Sixty Percent

“Sixty percent?” Gilbert mused. “Whatever makes you think that?”

“Call it a mage’s intuition,” Leland replied.

“What about if I create a flame shield? Still sixty percent?”

“I don’t see why not.”

“...

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Chapter 6: Guild

“So Liontrunk it is?” Jude asked, his lips smacking and his fingers covered in grease.

Both Leland and Glenny watched on with strained eyes, a raw gurgling in their stomachs. Even the adjacent tables eyed the Berserker Legacy, their meal...

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Chapter 5: Presents

Lunch was simply a no go. Being covered in blood, while fun for a warrior, was not appreciated by restaurants or the common civilian. So the three boys split up, each heading home to wash up.

Leland walked by himself, the others having alrea...

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Chapter 4: Sticks and Stones

A rush of wind expelled from Leland’s grimoire as it opened automatically to the second page. The spell fracture came to his mind as he extended his hand. Knowledge and knowhow flooded his mind, his Lord’s Legacy entered the spotlight. Purple ...

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Chapter 3: Legacy of Curses

“Ah!” Leland blurted, pulling the blanket off his weary form.

He quickly threw on trousers and shoes, rushing as if he went too slow, he’d miss it. He paused, however, at the door of his family home. A quick check couldn’t hurt, righ...

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Chapter 2: Dream Ceremony

Leland’s face crooked into a deep smile, one that pulled his cheeks to their highest arc. Movement quickly pulled his gaze, and he found an ebony crow staring at him with huge amethyst eyes.

It tilted its head, inspecting the human while s...

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Chapter 1: Cake and Steak

The lights in the small atrium dimed, casting a long shadow across the sparce audience while isolating the stage with importance. Soon a humorously dressed man stepped from behind the curtain, along with him a trail of various breeds of dogs. Some...

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Chapter 35: Texas

The whirl of the helicopter’s rotors ripped across the midday sky, shifting clouds and announcing its presence to those below. They passed over ocean and land, rushing to west Texas with a vengeance. Within the helicopter, Dan and Aisha sat with...

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Chapter 34: Home

“No, no, no,” Golden Robes shouted. “Drink from the cup, then eat the leaf. I swear sometimes you act so immature.”

Dan held off from looking at his captor, keeping his shoulders low and his attention on the platter...

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Chapter 33: High Seas

The stench of corpses was something Dan was long used to. Whether it be animal, monster, friend, or foe, all dead carcasses smelled the same to him. The smell wasn’t quite rotten, but it wasn’t pleasant either. It tickled his nostrils, forcing...

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Chapter 32: Agonizing Potential

Metal scraped against metal as the slacked chain between Dan’s ankles dragged against the floor. The pair of overly tightened manacles dug into his skin and Achilles heel, causing a thick pad of reddened blisters to have grown where the rubbing ...

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Chapter 31: Glorious

A bleak and barren landscape, lifeless except for the occasional ball of flame and its encircling balls of potential. It wasn’t quite the Void, but the coloration and sense of isolation boded ill memories for Dan. He could tell it was a dream, h...

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Chapter 30: Sacrifice

At the high priest’s words, the red double gates glinted in the backdrop. Despite being held stationary by a monstrous hand of irredeemable magic, Dan found his attention shift beyond his imprisonment. The mural along the doors called to him, View Post

Chapter 29: Murder

“Authorities are coining the name ‘French Quarter Flayer’ for the perpetrator of three grisly murders. While his identity is still unknown, the authorities have stated they have an eye witness to the latest of the killings.”

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Chapter 28: Agonizing Present

The flames of the funeral pyre graced Dan’s cheeks in a forgotten way.

Sully was dead, his ashes scattered against the dome’s stale air. Dan sat alone watching the orange flames and pondered his existence. His guiding star was gone, his ...

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Chapter 27: Grief

By the time Dan’s hands were raw, the pile of crystals still loomed over him. It only took a glance to the high priest to redouble his efforts. The man did not look pleased, despite his famous smile. The other cultists continued to chant unintel...

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Chapter 26: Compulsory

The day started out like any other, cool, damp, and spitting with mania. Dan, like  most mornings, used his drowsy state to dull the pain of whittling away the seals that constricted his magic. The pain never truly dulled, not really at least...

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Chapter 25: Wither

At some point the high priest returned, quickly snatched Golden Robes, and left the mine leaving Dan and the miners stranded at the bottom of the elevator shaft.

Golden Robe’s experimentation left a poor taste other than blood in Dan’s m...

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Chapter 24: Collapse

Slippery rock after slippery rock. Sticky handful of gravel after sticky handful of gravel.

Dan pulled at the pile of stone and flesh, each motion dislodging hidden reserves from pockets within the recently reverted hard ceiling. Light kisse...

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Chapter 23: Killer

The bright green-red lights around the camp slowly started to dim. Day was winding down, the miners finishing their tasks. Dan sighed in relief, his stomach settling into a slow mix. He and Sully sat over the camp on a cliff, watching the dying bu...

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Chapter 22: Fish

“How’s the first day been?” Lambert asked, scooting further into the rounded corner booth.

Dan set his mug of coffee down before taking the now vacant seat. He looked to the others at the table, trying, and failing, to recall their nam...

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Chapter 21: Cauldron

Light: Deliverance  1.67

Light: Strife   0.81

Light: Manipulate   2.33

Light: Preservation   1.93

Light...

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Chapter 20: Fruit Flies

Eyes. Eyes everywhere.

Slaves, guards, cultists, all watched Dan as he moved about the camp. The staring compounded with the artificial fear, growing the wilted terror in his heart like a budding rose. Hairy stems thick with deadly thorns sh...

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Chapter 19: Madness

“So it’s really been a year?” Dan asked, slumped against the prison that was Sully’s cell.

Sully’s upper half lay bound in pure white light, like a troupe of spiders wrapping the ultimate feast. “Indeed.”

“I don’t und...

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Chapter 18: Resurface

A biting force brought Dan to his feet. He stood before the hole of the camp, slaves, cultists, and guards in all. Most had their eyes closed, their bodies shaking with unending vigor. The special few who stared at him either had well-disciplined ...

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