Jiran’s thoughts raced as the packed auditorium followed his every move.
Are all these people here because they figured out who I am? Did I really attract that much attention over the last year?
It doesn’t matter. I’m here to teach the students, not these old bastards. Kicking them out isn’t the best option, that would cause way too many problems. So I should find a room with more space. Maybe the cafeteria? No, definitely not.
The Garden. Yes, ...
2023-03-30 14:52:31 +0000 UTC
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2023-03-29 16:49:39 +0000 UTC
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Mayalyn landed on the beast's head near one of the joints that controlled a quarter of its jaw. She plunged the sharp end of her tonfas deep into the flesh and let her lightning chakha loose.
Her body lit up like a firecracker as waves of electrical energy scoured her skin. The force of the rampaging energies stunned her while simultaneously running through the beast's head.
The shock had a different effect on the nightmare gopher. The quarter of its jaw that Mayalyn was attached ...
2023-03-29 12:37:05 +0000 UTC
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Jiran arrived at the inn before First Father kissed the horizon. He had left the academy immediately after Sophia had released them from The Garden. The fervent attention from so many eyes and the constant barrage of questions had been far too overwhelming.
I don’t owe them anything other than what I have to teach. There are many more exciting things I would rather do with the rest of my day.
Jiran chuckled to himself remembering Mayalyn’s frazzled appearance after he...
2023-03-28 12:29:19 +0000 UTC
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Olive’s Perspective
Olive stopped her momentum a dozen meters away. She dropped to the ground facing Jiran, the determination she felt minutes ago was fading fast now that he was right in front of her.
What am I doing? This is the worst time to convey what needs to be said!
I should have at least thought about what I was going to say before I flew over here.
‘Never blink before you think.’ Her mother’s words invaded h...
2023-03-27 13:53:33 +0000 UTC
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Jiran’s students held as wide a variety of ideas and opinions as any group one thousand strong would. His only interest, as he hovered above them in the air, protecting them with his aura, was to unify their thoughts in the direction of their orders.
There were two conclusions Jiran had established with certainty, regarding life on Madra. The most important was that life and death were separated by the thinnest of barriers. All it took to doom an entire city was a single mistake, a mo...
2023-03-24 11:39:15 +0000 UTC
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Espond De’negrand’s Perspective
Professor Arcilith Ma’dolbe paced uncomfortably back and forth inside the spartan office. The room had no carpet, no paintings, not even murals sketched into the stone blocks that made up the wall.
A single wooden desk and chair, along with two lamps, were the only pieces of furniture in the space. The steady orange glow from the lamps reflected off the barren walls and floor, creating the appearance of a prison cell.
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2023-03-22 19:46:40 +0000 UTC
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“Is this a joke? Surely you don’t actually believe anything you just said.”
Professor Arcilith Ma’dolbe squared his shoulders. His jaw jutted forward into a stubborn position as he realized who dared to interrupt the perfected framework of his lecture.
“If you have a question, Jiran of Feylon, perhaps you should phrase it as such,” His snobby voice was in full swing as he prepared to put the unruly nuisance in his place.
Calm down, Jiran. Think.
Wi...
2023-03-22 19:45:54 +0000 UTC
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Jiran stood just inside the fenced gateway that served as the entrance to the Cruex Military Academy Va’liance. The sky was only just being graced by the rays of First Father’s light. Only a few other students were walking the grounds between the gateway and the massive academy.
It’s finally time to start school. I wonder what I’ll be able to learn here. Will I be able to make any allies like Samris insisted on?
A few paces away, Jiran noticed three bright-eyed gi...
2023-03-22 19:45:17 +0000 UTC
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Jiran got right to work preparing the graphene tubes. To cover both handles, he would need several hundred.
Time flew by as he continually improved his methods of working with the graphene. He found that it not only transferred electricity extremely well, but also heat.
When heat was applied to any area of the material, it would transfer almost instantly through the entire sheet. Heating during the rolling process made the material comply with ease and hold its new position longer...
2023-03-22 19:44:09 +0000 UTC
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Jiran sat straight up out of bed, heartbeat pounding in his ears. The dream he just had may have provided the perfect solution.
The last week had been a series of frustrating failures in creating a weapon for Mayalyn. The problem was her mana being trapped in the closed loop system. He had yet to find a method to draw her mana outside her skin. This problem made it impossible for her to manipulate anything he might make with the beast cores.
He knew he was close to a solution, may...
2023-03-22 19:43:27 +0000 UTC
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Olive’s Perspective
Emperor Dominus sat at a table overflowing with an assortment of delicious foods. The quality and quantity of Density packed into each delicacy was enough to kill a lesser man.
The room was sparsely decorated with fine tapestries. The images woven upon them showing his wives and children created a homey atmosphere in the otherwise bare room.
The simple chandelier hanging from the tall ceiling sent flickering light reflecting over the ar...
2023-03-22 19:42:53 +0000 UTC
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When Jiran landed on platform forty-two, he was met by an unassuming and dark-haired staff member. He wore a thin, dark blue robe with only a single decoration, the emblem of the academy sewn onto the left breast.
“Master Jiran. A Good afternoon to you. This one is called Dournell. If you would be so kind as to allow this one to guide you.” he spoke obsequiously while bowing low, his movements slow and well-practiced.
“Sure,” Jiran responded with apprehension.
Wh...
2023-03-22 19:41:39 +0000 UTC
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Jiran took a seat in the uncomfortable wooden chair at the diagram table. Placing a fresh parchment in front of himself, he considered what the perfect weapon for Mayalyn would be.
A spear would be the safest approach. There's a reason almost every soldier in history wielded a spear.
Whether it's reach, penetrating power, speed, defense, maneuverability, or ease of use, the spear is superior.
When I first saw her fight, she had two daggers but her stanc...
2023-03-22 19:40:56 +0000 UTC
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With the interference of the corrupt military squad dealt with, Jiran was able to exchange the remaining fourteen Tier four cadavers at the gate. He also claimed the reward for clearing the lair. In total, they walked away two hundred and seventy gold wealthier after the hard day’s work.
Jiran confirmed the coin count using his mana body and then immediately handed the hefty sack to Mayalyn.
Seeing her confused face, he explained what should have been obvious.
“You need ...
2023-03-22 19:40:05 +0000 UTC
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Jiran scouted ahead. The flames from the bottom of his feet left no visible smoke in the air. His body was wrapped in a sheen of obfuscating light that left only a shimmering in the air. His aura was working furiously to hold still the vibrations in the air, muffling what would otherwise sound like a missile racing above the treetops.
With his mana body easily reaching the forest floor, Jiran had access to a real-time feed of information, It was not long before he found a den of skollek...
2023-03-22 19:37:41 +0000 UTC
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Niila led them to a massive shopping district packed with people. She was vibrating with excitement while dragging Mayalyn along behind her.
Jiran stayed alert as he walked behind the two girls. While they peered inside one store after another, he pushed his mana body senses to their utmost as he observed their surroundings.
No way I’m going to let some pickpocket, kidnappers, or rude nobles interrupt our expedition. Brandon’s memories of anime make it clear this is exactl...
2023-03-22 19:37:10 +0000 UTC
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Mayalyn’s Perspective continued
Mayalyn was enjoying the movements until he forced his aura around her body in a grip so tight she could barely move.
His aura changed again, it’s so serious and disciplined right now.
Having lived her entire life dominated by the aura of her great uncle, it was easy to get swept up in Jiran’s flow. She moved along with him, pushing her muscles and flexibility to limits she didn’t know she had.
When they...
2023-03-22 19:36:42 +0000 UTC
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Mayalyn’s Perspective continued
I should leave this city right now. I have an idea of where the ocean is now. That would be one step closer to home.
But how would I know which direction to sail? How would I get a ship? What if I run into a higher-tier monster on the way?
I don’t want to be alone.
I found a local who wasn’t scared of me, who didn’t attack me, and he even helped me.
But he’s a perve...
2023-03-22 19:35:53 +0000 UTC
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Mayalyn stood nervously in line to enter the city. When a man jostled her from behind, she nearly lost her focus on the masking technique.
I wonder what they would do if I just let it drop.
Stop asking yourself, Maymay! It’s not worth the risk.
She redoubled her efforts to maintain the technique. Sweat sprouted on her brow as the line shrank and she drew closer to the guards. There was no turning back, to run now would raise far too much suspicion.
...
2023-03-22 19:35:18 +0000 UTC
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Mayalyn’s Perspective
Mayalyn appeared amidst an ocean of green and brown. She spun in a circle, tail whipping out behind her providing balance.
Hills spread out like waves in every direction, gentle mounds without a single mountain or rocky crag in sight. The small brown and green trees that dotted the hills were unlike anything she had ever seen.
She scoured the hills for the familiar pink sorka trees and orange tilpa flowers. The grass under her feet wa...
2023-03-22 19:34:49 +0000 UTC
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Miila practically danced her way to Jiran and Mayalyn’s table. Her childish smile, as infectious as always, brightened Jiran’s already good mood.
“Good morning, Miila. This is Mayalyn. She doesn't talk much. Well, to be honest, she doesn’t talk at all. She’s from a, uh, remote village in the south where they don’t speak imperial.”
“Wow! That’s amazing! Hello Mayalyn, I’m Miila. It’s so nice to meet you. We never get any girls around here, I hope you like it a...
2023-03-22 19:34:16 +0000 UTC
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Jiran woke up slowly, his senses returned to him one at a time. First, he noticed the red light of early morning filtering in through the open window.
Did I sleep in? The last time I slept in was after fighting that Rook, I was half dead then.
What happened last night? Am I injured again?
The next sensation to register was how good he felt.
The only description that fit his current state was divine. He couldn't remember ever feeling so comfortable and...
2023-03-22 19:33:16 +0000 UTC
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Jiran lightly jogged on his way back to the library, not liking that Miila was out of aura range for even a few minutes. He didn’t know if Cruex was a dangerous place for children or not. But he had taken responsibility for her and he would not shirk that duty.
Once Miila entered his sight, he was finally able to relax. She was sitting at the side of the front stairs to the library, along with several other children. The lady reading to them had a light smile on her face as the childr...
2023-03-22 19:32:48 +0000 UTC
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Jiran skimmed the three books while sitting at a nearby desk. His frustration mounted with each page he turned.
These books are useless. Might as well call this one; A Child’s Primer on the Mana Body. I don’t want basic information like what tier you unlock it, but actual useful instruction!
Jiran took a deep breath and calmed himself. Flipping through the third book, he was once again disappointed in the lack of useful information.
More of the same. The man...
2023-03-22 19:31:39 +0000 UTC
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Jiran reached out with his aura and scooped up two metal ingots from beside the forge. Floating them over to hover in front of his face, he carefully observed the bars.
Turning to Krikk he asked, “What kind of metal is this?”
“Iron,” he said in a deadpan tone.
Right, okay, iron. So, I know that to make steel, I need to do something with oxygen and carbon. Great, that's not much help at all.
Guess I’ll just have to experiment until I figure it out...
2023-03-22 19:30:57 +0000 UTC
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Jiran stood just outside one of the ground-floor entrances to the academy, Professor Linden beside him. She had been kind enough to escort him outside after his exam.
Why is she just standing there with that far-off look in her eyes?
“Professor Linden, is everything alright?“
“Oh, Jiran. Yes, everything is just fine. Splendid, in fact. Please return to the academy on the third day of the new moon. You will be assigned a dorm and receive your uniforms at that t...
2023-03-22 19:30:09 +0000 UTC
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