The sun shines, the birds sing, and Boris? Boris likes to take a nap. He’d take a nap forever if not for the fact that he eventually gets hungry like any other human being.
For the first time in a while, Boris managed to lazily stretch his arms and rub his eyes without having to run away from artillery shells. He’d have nothing to lament, if not for the fact that he was stuck in a body not ...
2023-10-16 15:49:42 +0000 UTC View Post
BANG!
“Milye Burasika! Leebliye’ya! See en leebliye’ya!”
…God, is that you?
Crash, crackle!
…God’s speaking a weird language that I can’t get. It sounds vaguely Hungarian, must be Hungarian if it sounds like gibberish. God, why are you Hungarian?
Boris watched as a woman, cle...
2023-10-15 16:17:53 +0000 UTC View PostCONTENT WARNING: Modern warfare, of the World War I kind, and the horrible things that come along with it. It's nothing too explicitly graphic, and it'll be contained to the prologue chapter.
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8 January 1916
Mount Lovćen, Kingdom of Montenegro
2023-10-14 14:10:29 +0000 UTC
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42nd of Summer, 5859
Outskirts of Libertycave, Mount Curry
“My legs, o’ my poor legs… O’ gods above and below bring me help…”
“Sir… Mister Watanabe, we’ve only done one round.”
Shinasi and Watanabe, th...
2023-10-13 15:48:29 +0000 UTC View PostBugles call, the drums rage… or they would if not for the fact that this was supposed to be an ambush. Anybody that had more than three brain cells could see that sounding bugles wasn’t productive to covert operations.
Sir Baha was a man that had a ...
2023-10-08 08:34:28 +0000 UTC View PostHello good fellows, ye who art subscribed to mine and others' Patreon and ye few who art not subscribed but follow me here nonetheless.
You might have noticed the little UI changes that have happened here and there. Now the whole bloody thing looks like a mobile app even on PC. Unfortunately, we're in the modern age, an era wherein every social media wants to go Musk-side and enshittify itself for some Brassica Prima-damned reason (the UI is glitching out and constantly changing fonts f...
2023-10-05 13:04:45 +0000 UTC View Post41st of Summer, 5859
Earlywatch Estate, Outskirts of Casamonu
It was supposed to be a simple mission. March the retinue onward; apprehend the traitorous duke as ordered by Count Leon.
Seven days had passed since the beginning o...
2023-09-26 10:41:19 +0000 UTC View Post39th of Summer, 5859
Libertycave, Mount Curry
Textiles: They’re an old human tradition from the Neolithic to the John Brownitic. Getting a fresh pair of trousers, whether these trousers be from the pelt of the long-extinct mammoth ...
2023-09-22 14:28:17 +0000 UTC View Post34th of Summer, 5859
Earlywatch Estate, Outskirts of Casamonu
Nominally, it was a quiet summer day outside of the Earlywatch estate. It was a quiet day in general for most of Gemeinplatz, like many other days in the rural areas. Some...
2023-09-13 11:43:54 +0000 UTC View Post(Update: Added a sentence in one of the beginning paragraphs to mention what actually happened to the cloth they bought.
"She watched as Brown and his company dragged along a cart full of textiles and dropped it in front of her. A...
2023-09-06 20:03:05 +0000 UTC View Post
30th of Summer, 5859
Outskirts of the City of Casamonu, Casamonu
A fire raged on. Not a metaphorical one, an actual fire raged on the side of the highway as an errant group had met up to have a rest. Rabanowicz put her steel fire strike...
2023-08-30 09:43:02 +0000 UTC View Post
UPDATE (28.08.2023): I've finished the cover art. Unfortunately it looks nothing like the "dime-a-dozen Korean otome isekai manhwa" look that I wish I could properly do for authenticity's sake, but I'd still say that this cover art is decent enough on its own (maybe I'll use some of my Patreon money to commission a more cliché cover art for this in the future). This cover already made me feel inspired, so I might write the first chapter of this story after this week's John Brown Isekai chapt...
2023-08-27 19:03:44 +0000 UTC View PostIn the depths of some nondescript forest in the middle of Northern Gemeinplatz, a trio of people were in trouble. Ranging from John Brown the 19th century radical abolitionist to Ayomide the 59th century magical catgirl abolitionist, theirs was quite the dive...
2023-08-23 10:05:11 +0000 UTC View PostNOTICE: I've done my best to keep up with a two-chapter-a-week, but real life has made this impossible for me. I apologize for getting your hopes up, and I'll be going back to a one-chapter-a-week release schedule as was before.
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29th ...
2023-08-13 12:32:35 +0000 UTC View Post29th of Summer, 5859
Adventurer’s Guild of Casamonu, Casamonu
“Mmh… Is it morning or not?” Morning had come, and the sun wasn’t shining on anyone’s faces. Not out of any weather-related or supernatural reasons, but out of...
2023-08-06 13:55:25 +0000 UTC View Post28-29th of Summer, 5859
Adventurer’s Guild of Casamonu, Casamonu (where else would it be?)
Up on the second floor of the adventurer’s guild building, Brown and co. had lodged themselves firmly in the cheapest straw bedding imagin...
2023-08-04 18:31:50 +0000 UTC View PostBrown wasn’t a stranger to conducting shady business; the Beecher’s Bibles didn’t ship themselves. The laws of men, like tariffs, were below the laws of the Lord, like abolition. Judging from all the maps in the room, and what had prompted Shinasi to br...
2023-07-30 10:23:45 +0000 UTC View Post“…that’s why we went all the way around to the Southern gate?” Ayomide couldn’t help but look upwards to the ceiling while passing through the gate. The stone gate and the two-stories-tall wall that surrounded it looked quite impressive to say the l...
2023-07-23 10:33:41 +0000 UTC View Post28th of Summer, 5859
Yellowclover Village, Outskirts of the City of Casamonu
Having slept in caves, mud huts and the great outdoors, the simple wool bedding courtesy of Shinasi Sr. felt like the clouds of Heaven for everyone involved...
2023-07-22 11:50:22 +0000 UTC View Post27th of Summer, 5859
Imperial Highway №04-765, Outskirts of the City of Casamonu
John Brown was done with giant death robots, giant death...
2023-07-16 10:55:48 +0000 UTC View PostThe room was ever so silent, even after Brown’s question as it received no answers. Vines still coiled, the green fluid inside the glass sphere pulsated and old Brown sat and pondered. Everything he had seen up to that point, even Ayomide’s seemingly mira...
2023-07-14 10:48:41 +0000 UTC View PostI forgot to make an announcement on Patreon, but the John Brown Isekai will now have two chapters released per week instead of the usual one. JBI ahoy!
The bricks of the dungeon crackled once more as the metal threads began rotating once more. Crack, cr...
2023-07-09 09:27:19 +0000 UTC View PostLots of bricks. A whole lot more gray. Blue bits of battered slime. A little bit more gray. The essence of an insignificant, minor dungeon as the one that Brown and co had found themselves in could be described as such.
“So, this is it, young man?” ...
2023-07-07 17:26:50 +0000 UTC View PostDungeons. A stable in RPGs ever since the aptly named Dungeons & I-Don’t-Want-the-Pinkertons-Coming-After-Me-So-I-Won’t-Infringe-On-Copyright (which, funnily enough, the [in]famous Pinkertons were established 9 years before old John Brown got isekai...
2023-06-29 11:13:06 +0000 UTC View Post
I don't even know if anyone on my Patreon reads this one, as far as I've observed my Patrons have only come from the John Brown Isekai. Still, here are the illustrations for my Touhou fanfic project in case anyone's interested, up to chapter 21 (note: Chapter 21 was drawn by crowooze, not me, though that was probably obvious from the quality).
This post will be periodically updated l...
2023-06-25 20:26:48 +0000 UTC View Post
27th of Summer, 5859
Outskirts of Mount Curry, Casamonu
Trees. They’re quite the common sight, unless you’re in Hell. Or Heaven. Or a metropolis. Or space. Or in a black hole. Thinking about it, trees aren’t a common sight at all ...
2023-06-24 07:33:46 +0000 UTC View Post24rd of Summer, 5859
Libertycave, Mount Curry
Trees. They’re quite the common sight, unless you’re in the Arctic. Or the desert. Or the tundra. Or in the middle of the ocean. Or in a city. Thinking about it, trees aren’t a comm...
2023-06-16 17:49:15 +0000 UTC View PostBehold, I send you forth as sheep in the midst of wolves: be ye therefore wise as serpents, and harmless as doves.
- Matthew 10:16
Like they had done so many a time before, the freemen of Mount Curry had gathered. Not to throw a party or ...
2023-06-11 09:30:45 +0000 UTC View Post23rd of Summer, 5859
Mount Curry, Casamonu / Azdavay
Civilization, the human kind that we know of, has an interesting property in that its growth is exponential. If one were to jump one millennium from 50,000 BC to 49,000 BC, one wou...
2023-06-04 17:36:44 +0000 UTC View Post“…you lost men?”
“Yes sir.”
“To a bunch of barely equipped slaves?”
“Yes sir- No, actually, we lost the captain to the cultivators. So not all of us were killed by slaves.”
“Is that supposed to make me feel better?...
2023-05-28 13:23:03 +0000 UTC View Post
