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Chapter 61: Technology Advances

***Vendrith Kinzena***

“I don’t understand why we have to keep this in-house,” Raze said, his arms clasped behind his back, stance loose. “I’m sure The Omniscient already knows about it.”

“Because, politics!” Vendrith said. “The Ku’leth wench ran off to our hideaway plane, she stayed there for years, right under our noses, and now this off-world…boy! is using Ku’leth knowledge to support the Vith. The VITH! With every intention of retaking...

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Chapter 60:Constant vigilance

Tom’s world was a chittering horror. They crawled over his skin, their tiny legs touched his ears and the sensitive skin at the back of his neck. He opened his eyes once and immediately closed them.

The world had become a sea of grey carapace flooding from the newly opened portal in the center of the summoning circle, and Tom was in the center of it.

Magical anti-personnel weapons.

They each weighed about two pounds, their forelimbs sharp and their hand-limbs squat like a ...

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Chapter 30: The Other Shoe Drops

“What’s the point of buying a prosthetic that you can put a shoe on?” Jeb asked. “Why not just make it tough enough to walk on cobblestones without splintering? Some steel and rubber is all I really need.” Jeb said as he turned the fancy reproduction of a foot over in his hands. It even had articulating toes so he could make them flip someone off if he had to.

“It’s not just about durability,” Vresh said, holding another prosthetic up to his arm to check the skin tone. ...

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Chapter 29 Catch-22

Jeb bounced off a white stone palisade and tumbled into the empty street, the wind thoroughly knocked out of him.

His Body was still high enough to survive the fall, but it sure as hell wasn’t comfortable.

Jeb rolled to a halt in the middle of the cobbled street, the stinking muck staining his clothes as he groaned, flopping over onto his back. I think I slipped a disc.

“Oooow,” Jeb groaned, fishing in his vest pocket for his trap notebook and pen.

With ...

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Chapter 28: God pronouns

Chapter 28: God pronouns

‘I intend to renegotiate the Deal with a paragon of humanity. That’s something that you could help me with, Jebediah Trapper. As one of the most powerful humans of your time, and a scion of mine, you make an ideal candidate.’

- Queen Mab, misleading the crap out of some loser.

***Queen Mab***

“So you see, humans are a lot like children,” Mab explained to the credulous child. “Myst is a very dangerous thing to posse...

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Heres the FAQ's, Max

What happens next on book 4? Epilogue, publication, breakdance, Borg is best girl?

Next I write an epilogue that undercuts the high point slightly, reiterating that Jeb is not an all-powerful contract holder, but basically just a normal guy waiting for the other shoe to drop. You can expect staring at the ceiling, shopping for shoes/feet with Vresh and maybe a visit from Vex.

Then editing a few things that Bardus had an issue with (because I did too, ho...

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Chapter 27: The Hunt

***Jeb’s Notes, 6 hours ago***

Former emperor Yikipa Kupei

Victor of the battle of….

Too many to list. Led from the front. Almost united the continent until his death at the battle of Garenth Falls in the death wilds.

Mab?

…if the former emperor had an effective level over three thousand due to damsel doping, only Mab, Vex, God or maybe his own son could have killed him.

Nevermind, I’m not here to fig...

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Cover update

First Draft!



Second Draft V



What do you guys think? Improvement? It made me smile a lot, so I think we're only gonna do minor tweaks from here on.

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Chapter 26: Master Baiter

***2 months ago, on a microscopic level***

A glimmer of gold Myst manifested, seemingly from nothing. If one were capable of standing in the fifth dimension, they would have been able to perceive it’s movement through the fourth, from the moment Queen Mab made a statement in the present.

“The paragon of humanity will be delivered to me, and Jebediah Trapper will not realize until it has been done.”

the Myst exploded outward from her, shooting backward ...

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Book 4 cover sketch

So I asked for an undead cyborg doing the 'buddy christ' pose.  

It's meant to be a representation of Borg.  Let me know what you think, how it makes you feel, and what it needs, if anything. Color, composition, framing, whatevs.  This is the first, roughest draft so it's all changeable at this point, so get in while you can.

Heart people's comments if you like 'em. That helps me figure out what people really like.

I have my own opinions but I don't wanna rev...

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Chapter 25 Recipe for destruction


*Jeb’s notes*

Piyiki Kupei.

dead harem lady number 7, a bubbly, kind soul, whose Myst was capable of inspiring armies to great feats.

Inspired armies  = Myst has performance enhancing properties. Will Not Be Alone.

Death spell will require ability to deal with multiple opponents and penetrate their defenses. Scattershot, homing or penetration?

Add ‘interference r...

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Chapter 24: Strike two

Jeb’s ears rang.

The wind whistled past his ears, clawing at his eyes every time he tried to open them.

His skin hurt all over, he could feel the wetness of warm blood oozing into the space between his fingers, the inside of his ears.

Jeb pried his eyes open against the wind, taking in his situation.

He was falling among scattered smoking bits of a jeep.

My jeep,Jeb thought as his brain finally caught up with the order of events. Above, beside and belo...

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Chapter 23: Riding in cars with Aliens

This guy’s like a bad penny. Jeb thought, eyeballing the well-dressed keegan who’d tried to kill him off and on over the last year. Sometimes for hire, sometimes out of principle.

“Alright, let’s get this over with so we can never see each other again and I can get paid,” Kol said, holding up the letter and closing his eyes.

The skeletal figure’s brows furrowed for a moment before he opened them and pointed out toward the southwest.

“She’s that way....

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Chapter 22: Curses!

Jeb couldn’t speak.

He couldn’t move.

His Myst was wobbly and uncoordinated, escaping from his control like water vapor.

Through the haze of teary eyes, he could see the three undead hags closing in for the kill.

Jeb blinked.

He blinked a lot.

Twice on each side, as a matter of fact.

The alternate activation for his ‘room full of charlies’ Myst trap triggered, and a packet of densely braided Myst unraveled from Jeb’s core, flinging a chaotic...

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Chapter 21: Mind control sucks

Jeb and his party took it in.

The moment they’d been waiting for. Two decades of brutal conflict, ever since the alien invasion had begun, starting with Not-Roslyn, people all across the planet had been attacked by murderous shapeshifting creatures hiding among them, plunging the world instantly into a violent apocalypse.

Finally it came to this.

The end.

The obscene crystal that the creatures had been feeding the blood of millions of innocents, a ephemeral body drif...

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Made It to New Mexico!

So I'm here... 36 hours of desperate packing, running around to make sure we hit the terminal at the right time to make 3 separate flights while carrying a cat with us the entire way.


Finally made it to NM.

got here yesterday afternoon, was amazed by the fact that the sun had any heat in it at all, greeted our extended family, squared away the anti-social cat, laid down on the couch and didn't move again for about fifteen hours.


As for how this will affect the...

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Chapter 20: A landmine Named Jeb

***Kiyiki Pukuwa***

Sometimes bad things happen. Sometimes all the bad things happen at once.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this, Kiyiki thought, her beak hanging open as she overheated in the stuffy mansion. All the windows were locked tight by the survivors, who themselves contributed to the muggy heat that made her feathers itch.

When the heir to the family name hands you – the most distant cousin and glorified maid – a human baby and tells you to ...

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Chapter 19: Smash O'clock

“Undead are a perversion of life, as more than anything else they are motivated by hunger.”

“That tracks,” Jeb said, thinking of Borg. The undead cyborg did seem to have a fixation with eating and biting things.

“The undead are theorized to possess a way to process Impact outside of the System. It’s widely considered uncouth to suggest anything is outside the system but…”

“Yeah, there’s obviously stuff outside the System.” Jeb shrugged...

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How is Jeb going to find the undead?

How do you think Jeb is going to resolve the undead crisis in a timely manner and locate the baddies?

Personally I'm a fan of doing things the cheaty way, but if you guys prefer a long arc of Jeb doing footwork instead of taking a shortcut, that can be arranged.

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Chapter 18: Jebediah ‘Best Effort’ Trapper

Chapter 18: Jebediah ‘Best Effort’ Trapper

Jeb felt the Deal lock onto his very soul. All of sudden he wanted nothing more than to put every resource at his disposal into finding and destroying the undead menace in the city.

Wow, I haven’t been this motivated to kill people since the late 2000’s, Jeb thought as his mouth bucked and began talking without him.

“Do you have any information on where to find them? I need to know what their behavior patterns and...

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Chapter 17: Deal with the Emperor

***Vresh Tekalis, Veiled Patrician, level 128***

Vresh popped out of thin air and fell flailing into the grass.

A half dozen artifacts, evil or simply too powerful to ever be used, fell from above her directly onto her chest, rolling inward and making themselves at home.

“A little warning next time,” Vresh grumbled to herself as she pushed herself to her feet and fished the artifacts out of her shirt.

After counting them and making sure they were all present, she f...

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Chapter 16: It’s nice to feel Wanted

Jebediah Trapper

Est. Level 140-170

Class: Mystic Trapsmith

Abilities: Mystic Trigger, Unknown, Unknown

Est. Body 40-60

Est. Myst 100-170

Est. Nerve 8-15

Wanted alive for questioning in regards to the outbreak of undead in the capital. No reward for death.

Reward: 5000 Gold Marks for capture, 100 Gold Ma...

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Chapter 15 A Warm Welcome

*** A secretive cabal hidden deep underground***

“Before we begin,” Chair 18 signed. “A moment of silence for Generator 3, Microwave, and Coffee Machine.”

The other cabal members took a moment to gather their thoughts, celebrating the sacrifice of their mobility-challenged brothers.

“It’s bad out there, gentlemen,” Chair 18 said. “Profits have tanked since the undead infestation hit the streets of Mestikos. They shouldn’t be able to tell a living lamppost f...

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Chapter 14: Negotiation

***1400 years ago, give or take. Translated from ye-olde speech***

The scent of unwashed men struck a chord through the freshness of the wilderness as the fifteen riders dismounted in the middle of the field. Each of the riders was wrapped in a suit of cold steel that these inhuman creatures seemed unable to replicate with their magic and their curses.

The man in the lead, bearing a small circlet of gold fused to his helmet, dismounted first, eyeing the alien creature that was stu...

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I Caught a cold.

Caught a cold recently, sometime around thanksgiving. Didn't really bloom in full force until a couple days ago, just in time for my birthday!

Don't feel bad for me though, I got a couple pretty enthusiastic B-day *presents* despite the sickness, so I consider the whole thing a wash.

It is however making it difficult to sleep and concentrate. I got about four hours of sleep last night, punctuated by getting up and blowing my nose every hour or two.

Rather than try and wr...

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Chapter 13: Mab

Travel was quick when the land itself aided every step you took. It was nauseating when back, forward, and side to side were exactly the same. Jeb looked over his shoulder and spotted the trail in front of him. The stump they’d passed no longer seemed to exist.

The effect had to be localized on Jeb. It made much more sense, from an energy expenditure sense, to confine the warped space to Jeb and his companions, rather than the entire forest.

But there was more to it than just wa...

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Chapter 12: The Disease

***Elsewyr***

The courtiers stepped away from the bound specter, watching as the soul of the ancient fae shrank down, smaller and smaller as it approached Mab’s throne.

When it was the size of a man’s thumb, a clear quartz sprung up around the struggling spirit that approached the ruler of the fae. She held out a single slender hand, allowing the crystal to settle on her palm.

She looked impassively down at the spirit beating at the walls of the crystal from the inside, ...

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Chapter 11: Cabin in the Woods

The forest no longer seemed to be angry at them. That was good. Maybe not less angry,Jeb thought, bathing in the vibe of disapproval that he felt pressing in on him from every angle. Like he’d just jumped into a deep pool of angry stares.

More like it had realized that getting rid of them was more effort than it was worth.

After the sun began to go down, Jeb created a tiny filament of plasma and held it above their heads as they walked, reinventing the magical lightbulb...

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Chapter 10: Trouble in Paradise

The lights had come back on, but Smartass was afraid of coming out of the shadows she hid in, because everyone seemed to be taking this whole thing way more seriously than she expected.

That bird-guy told me it was the right thing to do, so shouldn’t everyone be happy?

Smartass had a nagging suspicion that the kitri had lied. Soldiers ran back and forth, shouting at the top of their lungs non-stop, looking for the ‘culprit’.

I’m not a culprit…...

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Chapter 9: Railroaded

Queen Mab reclined into her throne in satisfaction, and her courtiers subtly relaxed. If one were to look close enough, they would be able to make out the events that happened in the distance glittering in her left eye. From a distance it was no more than a twinkle of light.

She gave a minute frown, leaning forward, as if someone had given her unwelcome news, and every heart quickened, afraid of their queen’s displeasure.

The ancient fae’s lips parted, and words that bent the ...

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