(My apologies for the slow update. I've been doing some editing to improve the flow of volume 2. I've also been searching for publishing opportunities and submitting applications, trying to make the writing journey last as long as possible! Still, the first rejection just came in. Gotta be coping hard!)
Vincent straightened his back, using PsiLink to draw a diagram.
Nathan received the package. A video recreating the spreading process of the formed root network. The root fibers fo...
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"Why would they seek out such an existence to worship?" Vincent asked casually as the two sat atop a makeshift platform constructed from woven wooden branches.
Their position was only a mile from Emberwood village, hidden behind towering trees. Vincent had layered protective wards to avoid detection by Tier 3 cultivators or higher. Intelligence suggested the police force would "voluntarily" withdraw for several hours tonight. That would be their window to act.
Recalling Elder An's...
2025-06-10 18:29:56 +0000 UTC
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Nathan once again returned to the underground chamber with Darkan, accompanied by Alaric's presence. Beside the sect leader stood another figure. This person appeared younger, with a somewhat round face that maintained an unending subtle smile from the moment Nathan stepped inside. He wore a mixture of green and red clothing, hands clasped behind his back. In just the few seconds since they'd met, Nathan had already observed him bouncing on his heels three or four times.
When Nathan ent...
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"Dude, that's not how you start a conversation." ...
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Despite their outward displeasure, the support gr...
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Both sides froze at what was unfolding before them.
The centipede-human halted its wooden drill, staring intently at the human before it.<...
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(I think I may have to buy some covid test kits. The thing is rampaging in my country. @@)
In a single second, everything reversed so quic...
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Nathan felt like he was swimming in the deep end for the first time. That sinking sensation when your feet gradually leave the sloped bottom, in...
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"So the village head saw the monster, huh?” Nathan asked, appearing to offer Meida a way to save face.
The woman nodded hurriedly, reali...
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The Verdant Spire Sect disciples were led down a hallway into a room where six people sat conversing with each other.
From outside, Nathan...
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Blinded by his own preconceptions, Nathan had imagined that a village would consist of ramshackle houses—dilapidated, simple, and old. He coul...
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(I have been handing over work these last few days. I didn't know it was going to be so long and tedious. Will go full throttle next week. XD)
2025-05-04 16:12:17 +0000 UTC
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(Longest chapter yet. XD)
Immersed in relentless training sessions, Nathan barely noticed the passage of time.
Every day he ate, con...
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"Well? Does this look familiar?" Jessica asked.
"You really do watch a lot of cartoons," Nathan chuckled.
Jessica stuck out her to...
2025-04-25 17:42:19 +0000 UTC
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(Weird, isn't it? A title to the chapter? Haha, I always want to do it. But sometimes it's just mind-boggling to come up with a good title. But screw it, I'm gonna sometimes give it a try and maybe go back to write the title if I couldn't have one at the time.
The weekend was busy so I haven't written something for concluding Vol 1. Vol 1 at first is not like what you have read. It's much shorter and has fewer characters. But in Oct 2024, when I look back at the 12 chapters in the backl...
2025-04-21 16:20:05 +0000 UTC
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(Final chapter of Volume 1. We've gone so far!)
Silence fell once more upon the crowd after the blood analysis conclusion was delivered.
"Nonsense!" the Tier 7 cultivator roared, his mist aura churning in agitation.
The Emperor's Tier 5 space aspect lackey trembled under the powerful being's glare. He waved his hand, immediately projecting the information through a floating screen.
Nathan's information was displayed for all to see. His blood type, mundane measurements ...
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Paul didn't even have time to rejoice before being pushed out of the Portal.
First, he felt his body become heavier. The lightness and agility gained from the stat bonuses were suddenly stripped away, returning him to his original, weak, and vulnerable state. Then came the fear from the hostile glares surrounding him.
Without a doubt, all nine Survivors from the battle with Count Dracula were throwing uncomfortable expressions his way. At least they were still civil enough not to ...
2025-04-18 23:15:17 +0000 UTC
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Paul rolled forward, successfully evading the first attack.
He frantically sprinted sideways, his [Blood Barrier] shattering under Count Dracula's powerful strikes. The sword in his hand swung upward, triggering [Daybreak Executioner] explosions that only managed to blast apart a few tentacles.
Hidden among the bright red fleshy fragments, a tentacle smashed directly into him, sending him flying into the wall. The impact knocked the breath from his lungs, making him cough violentl...
2025-04-18 23:14:41 +0000 UTC
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Once the wind changes direction, it becomes nearly impossible to shift again. For the nine Survivors, the situation had deteriorated beyond salvation.
Count Dracula and his creeps dominated the battlefield with overwhelming force.
The humanoid figures created from thick, viscous blood would reform after being destroyed, as long as their master remained and had mana to spare. Unlike the Nosferatu Hunters, which stayed dead once killed.
The destructive clash between both sides...
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The aisle leading inside was bathed in eerie, dim candlelight. Rows of long benches flanked either side, reminiscent of church pews. On the walls hung watercolor paintings depicting stylized scenes of a vampiric nobleman. In one, he stood with arms outstretched as streams of blood flowed around him, forming wings. In another, viewed from a hilltop, he pointed accusingly at the sun while an army of deadly vampires gathered behind him.
Above, unused chandeliers hung from the ceiling, prod...
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The first thing Paul needed to do was run.
Not because he feared the Gargoyle, but to prevent the nine other Survivors from discovering his presence. If they spotted him, it would completely undermine his plans.
He pushed himself harder, forcing his legs to move faster. The Gargoyle flew just behind him, its head tilted to one side in curiosity. Paul's goal was to get far from the entrance, then duck around the corner of the outer wall. This would put him safely out of sight.
<...
2025-04-18 23:12:07 +0000 UTC
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The explosions from [Daybreak Executioner] had become Paul's favorite sound.
Monsters fell like wheat before his sword strokes. Just days ago, he'd worried about their numbers. Now he had enough confidence to face any horde.
That was for the common fodder, at least.
Elites still required more effort. He had the strength but circumstances wouldn't let him demonstrate it fully.
In just one morning, he'd run into two more survivor teams. From the beginning until now, the ...
2025-04-18 23:10:56 +0000 UTC
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A bone-shattering punch sent Paul crashing to the ground, his sword flying from his grasp. Blood flooded his mouth like a breaking wave. Several tooth fragments shot out from between his lips.
His vision blurred as curses rang in his ears. He swung blindly forward, trying to push his attacker away.
A sickening crack answered his effort. His left arm had broken. The pain was little more than a mosquito bite compared to what he'd already endured.
How many seconds has it be...
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Paul focused his thoughts on analyzing the possibility of running. Quickly, he concluded it would be unwise.
His stamina was undoubtedly inferior to his opponent's. He'd be out of breath before escaping, leaving himself defenseless for his enemy to harvest like ripe wheat.
The opponent would not give up, would not throw away his prize due to fatigue. Moreover, from the mobility skill used earlier, Paul deduced that this sudden attacker could close distances in an instant. He was a...
2025-04-18 23:09:40 +0000 UTC
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Unlike the Blood Courtier, the Crimson Court Noble possessed far superior reaction speed.
Only now did Paul understand the vast difference between himself and the monster—and how lucky he'd been during his previous run. If not for the creature's claws getting stuck between his ribs, the sheer physical strength disparity would have been insurmountable.
A single swipe from the monster sent Paul flying backward, rendering his [Blood Barrier] nearly useless despite being at level 4 ...
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Paul eliminated sleep whenever possible. This made his movements somewhat hazy, but it was necessary. Another reason companions were essential—without someone keeping watch, a person could oversleep and miss monster attacks.
Ghouls would at least climb trees to wake him, but Shadow Hounds were useless for that purpose. So he had to meticulously plan his rest periods.
On the third night, he stayed completely awake, using all his time to move from one monster field to another. Whi...
2025-04-18 23:08:28 +0000 UTC
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Paul tossed another dry branch into the campfire as the flames weakened, no longer hot enough to roast the rabbit meat.
Today's harvest was more than sufficient. Reaching level 8 on the first day was his best result yet. Though his increased stats helped him manage dangerous situations, the Secret Horde area had been quite confined, causing his stamina to deplete faster. The hit-and-run strategy remained far more effective, allowing him to isolate monsters and ensure each strike was let...
2025-04-18 23:07:48 +0000 UTC
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Paul tilted his head to one side, dodging the filthy blood spattering from the monster. This viscous fluid was entirely different from normal blood—a failed experiment mixing vampire noble blood with inferior quality blood. Nevertheless, it worked perfectly with [Blood Barrier].
A thin membrane with shifting crimson patterns formed around Paul.
He rolled to the side and thrust his sword straight into the chest of another Ghoul. It shrieked, swinging its claws in a desperate atte...
2025-04-18 23:07:10 +0000 UTC
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//
You leveled up!
<<Option 1: Blood Barrier>>
<<Option 2: Crescent Moon Slash>>
<<Option 3: Shadow Dodge>>
//
Paul chose [Blood Barrier] as his next active skill. First, he needed defensive support. [Healing Hand] was a good option he wanted to aim for, but...
2025-04-18 23:06:12 +0000 UTC
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Paul blinked and found himself standing on solid ground.
He was in a basement within the Crimson Moon Estate, one of the scattered safe rooms throughout the map. Its architecture was simple: rough gray stone blocks forming the walls, their surfaces coarse and jagged, betraying a lack of care in their construction. Fitting, really, since this room would collapse within an hour if no one left, or monsters would pour in from the four staircases leading upward. Fighting in such a confined s...
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