The cavern was still, entirely blanketed in silence. There were no plants, no movement, and seemingly no life. Save for one creature.
A large Hive Queen still stood in the middle of the grand cavern, looking tired. As she began moving, a second figure also let itself be known. Cracks spread all over a statue of a smaller termite, the Hive King wrestling itself free from the petrification.
This was naturally to be expected. As the spawn of the Hive Queen, the Hive King was nearly i...
2023-01-25 11:58:20 +0000 UTC
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The Hive King was blasted away by an arrow hitting it in the back just before it had time to turn and continue its assault. Jake whipped his body around toward the Queen and released a Splitting Arrow, forcing her to conjure a barrier in front of her humanoid body.
The dozen or so arrows embedded themselves in the barrier, piercing it slightly. Jake saw her fear for a moment as the arrow penetrated somewhat, but her face soon returned to being cocky at their failure to actually hit her....
2023-01-24 12:08:20 +0000 UTC
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Each level in C-grade mattered far more than those in D-grade. It was just simple math, really. However, there was still one thing that could make up for this gap in stats: titles. Jake had over 70% more in all stats just from titles increasing them percentage-wise, and this was not counting all of the pure stats he got from some of them.
Jake also had a pretty damn good class in D-grade and an excellent profession. The Malefic Viper skills added even more stats, allowing Jake to truly ...
2023-01-23 11:51:01 +0000 UTC
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Weird notifications all around. Well, except for the first one, as Jake had finally gotten a level. So that was nice, even if it was only one.
*’DING!’ Class: [Arcane Hunter of Horizon’s Edge] has reached level 201 - Stat points allocated, +50 Free Points*
However, that was not the notification bothering him. It was another message he had gotten shortly after slaying the Hive Queen, one he had never seen before. A weird one at that.
*Y...
2023-01-20 11:58:07 +0000 UTC
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Jumping, Jake avoided both Guards trying to get him from behind, focusing his attention on the Protector in front of him. It leaped up to chase him, making Jake kick off a platform of condensed mana to clash with it again. However, this time he didn’t make it a competition of pure power.
Rather than block, he dodged in mid-air, using Eternal Hunger to stab it in the side three times. It turned to try and catch him, but Jake was faster, vaulting on top of it as he stabbed into its abdo...
2023-01-19 11:57:32 +0000 UTC
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For one and a half hours, the termites left him completely alone. In between every few crafts, Jake released a Pulse of Perception to see what was up, only to find them all unmoving. What he did find surprising was that the Queen was no longer in the egg chamber but in a large cavern that had been dug out in front of it. There was only one other entrance into this egg chamber beside the cavern, and that was a path leading down into the depths of the earth.
Being left alone had honestly ...
2023-01-18 11:56:45 +0000 UTC
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Calibration of Pathfinder-18 was complete as he tested the basic specs and parameters of the new scouting drone, finding the stats within expectations. Offensive options had been limited in favor of higher speed and increased stealth capability, making it a more specialized drone than most others. The added light refraction enchantments had made it near-invisible for most mid-grade C-grades, with the rest of the enchantments allowing it to hide from other senses. He was not aiming to hide it ...
2023-01-17 11:59:28 +0000 UTC
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There was one good thing about exterminating ectognamorphs compared to other races. If someone wanted to wipe out a faction of humans, one had to kill every single one to be successful. Failing to do so risked that the survivors could keep reproducing and reviving the faction, with there even being a chance a talented individual could be born and make the faction more powerful than ever.
Such was not the case with ectognamorphs. Ectognamorphs needed a Queen to survive, and if all Queens...
2023-01-16 11:57:08 +0000 UTC
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Jake liked loot. Who didn’t like loot? Wait, did getting a weapon from a craftsman even count as loot, as he technically didn’t loot it off anything? Jake wasn’t sure, but he kind of hoped it did, and if it didn’t, he just refused to care and still classified it as getting loot.
Arnold escorted Jake back to the workshop and led him toward one of the walls that contained a large locked case. Jake could already see inside using his sphere and saw the weapon within, but he waited f...
2023-01-13 11:56:27 +0000 UTC
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The meeting room was silent for several seconds as Albaromoz stared at the spot where the Bloodline Patriarch had disappeared from. No, he had been teleported away. For a moment, the dragon had felt a divine presence before the teleportation, making so many questions appear in his head, but it did dispel one doubt.
Albaromoz felt ashamed of even questioning the urgency of the Bloodline Patriarch’s issue. He had thought it was just one of the oldest tricks in the book that people used ...
2023-01-12 12:07:54 +0000 UTC
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Jake and Draskil left Draskil’s residence soon after, with the Malefic Dragonkin making sure Jake once more walked through and saw his entire damn harem that Jake was pretty sure had grown by a few people in the short time they were in the chamber.
The conversation with Helen had been short and matter-of-fact, with Jake wanting to finally set up a damn meeting. He honestly hadn’t cared where it was, so he didn’t question when Helen proposed meeting at one of the local headquarters...
2023-01-11 11:59:30 +0000 UTC
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Jake tossed the token up and down as he looked at the beautiful carving of a red dragon on it. It was clearly made of high-tier metal, produced as a show-off piece for the Emberflight to display how wealthy and powerful they were.
Which was just the problem. They were large and powerful. Annoyingly so.
Could Jake just use the token, contact Helen, make her meet him, and force her to take him to some superior who could make everyone fuck off? Potentially, but in order to do that, J...
2023-01-10 11:54:10 +0000 UTC
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Jake stared at the elf for several seconds as his brain tried to process what she had just said.
“Mistress like the others.”
When the hell had he gotten any mistresses!? Why would she even think he had any to begin with?
Few questions truly stumped him, but this one just didn’t make any sense, as it was rooted in non-existent reasoning. He hadn’t even adequately processed the question as he just muttered out:
“I have mistresses?”
Now it was Meira’s ...
2023-01-09 11:59:06 +0000 UTC
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Two weeks after Jake had returned to the Order, he was hard at work with the many cores he still had in storage. Meira had continued to buy new cores to keep the ritual going during his absence and had quite a stock built up to complement all those Jake had also dropped off.
Working on the cores was slow progress as Jake tried to figure out how to infuse this energy he had decided to call Primal Energy. Could he call it Origin Energy? Yes, perhaps, but he felt like it wouldn’t be as a...
2023-01-06 11:59:50 +0000 UTC
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Jake had a lot to think about. Annoying things to think about.
He knew he wasn’t the most moral of people, considering his rather liberal approach to killing. He did not hesitate when he went out into the world and hunted down sapient C-grade beasts simply for experience points, and he had killed plenty of other humans during his Path so far. Some were more deserving than others, with quite a few just being at the wrong place at the wrong time or having chosen to trust someone they re...
2023-01-05 11:57:30 +0000 UTC
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Setting up a ritual circle was a bit like making a painting, but in order to make the painting, you had to program every stroke using some illogical programming language that also, for some bloody reason, had to follow weird rules reminiscent of feng shui. Concepts had to play properly together, which could be likened to mixing colors to get the optimal palette. Some colors did not mesh well together, and if all colors mixed haphazardly, you would get a muddy brown. AKA, you would get shit.
2023-01-04 12:06:44 +0000 UTC
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In the sky, there had once been a cloud island. It had been quite large, too, with a few elementals spawning here and there. Using past tense was very important in this case, as now there was no island to be seen anywhere. It turned out that clouds and giant tornadoes did not mix well. Or, well, it could be said they mixed really well, considering how the entire cloud island had been swept up, and Sylphie tried to use all the cloud mana to amplify her own attack.
It hadn’t worked, but...
2023-01-03 12:06:11 +0000 UTC
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Sylphie released a challenging screech as Jake smiled in response. Fighting in Haven was naturally a no-go, so they would have to head somewhere else.
“Find a cloud island?” Jake asked the bird, getting an approving screech as she pointed with her wing toward a spot in the sky. Jake narrowed his eyes as he looked that way, and after squinting a bit and piercing through a few normal clouds, he did indeed see a large cloud island. It was only after he nodded at Sylphie that he realize...
2023-01-02 12:03:12 +0000 UTC
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Hello there. TLDR: No chapter, I am sick, may not be any new chaps for the rest of the year.
It sucks, but I have been sick since the weekend, and it sadly has only gotten worse. Not covid for those wondering, more likely a bad case of influenza or a throat infection.
While I could try to soldier through, I really don't want to. Especially not with Christmas in only a few days, where it would suck having to stay home. So I want to rest and hopefully feel better.
I had planne...
2022-12-21 11:45:25 +0000 UTC
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Jake felt the influx of knowledge as his class evolved. For a moment, Jake felt as if he sitting within an endless void with only darkness all around him, except for a single horizontal line of light impossibly far away. He blinked, and it was gone, making Jake certain he had not actually been transported anywhere… it was just a vision.
It lingered for a while before Jake shook it off and returned his attention to what the evolution had brought with it.
Checking it out, he saw t...
2022-12-20 11:47:32 +0000 UTC
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Ah, class evolutions. Who didn’t love class evolutions? They were often a lot more exciting than race and profession, even if this time around, the race one had been quite noteworthy, to say the least.
Jake had always viewed his class quite a bit differently than his profession. He felt closer to it, and he also knew why. The Heretic-Chosen profession hinted at the reason in the name alone – it wasn’t truly his. His class only came from who Jake was, while the profession relied on...
2022-12-19 11:47:52 +0000 UTC
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Jake smiled as the Viper probed him. He felt the Blessing strengthen as he knew he had just entrenched himself even further with the Viper, and clearly, so did the snake god.
“Just upgraded my profession. A straight upgrade, the same name, too, meaning I am still a Heretic-Chosen Alchemist. So nothing overly exciting,” Jake answered his divine buddy.
“A straight upgrade that dragged even more out of me,” the Viper said. “To a level where it is begin...
2022-12-16 11:51:35 +0000 UTC
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Okay, Jake had perhaps been a bit too excited about his evolution when he had gone to visit Arnold, and it was probably also not a good idea to annoy the guy you wanted to make stuff for you. Even if Jake didn’t want favors from him – which he did - pissing off a mad scientist with an army of drones also seemed unwise.
To make things worse, Jake planned on going to visit him to ask about the Nanoblade after all his evolutions were done, but now he had just turned things awkward. He ...
2022-12-15 11:55:17 +0000 UTC
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*’DING!’ Race: [Human (C)] has reached level 200 - Stat points allocated, +45 Free Points*
The level was gained, and he returned to the real world.
Jake had been prepared this time around. He had steeled himself and done all he could to limit his senses to not experience sensory overload. His control since he became D-grade had increased significantly, and Jake had far more confidence this time around when he was teleported back to the bed in his lodg...
2022-12-14 11:49:58 +0000 UTC
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<Author note>
The smallest of retcons ever has been made, as I changed the last sentence of the last chapter to Jake flying back to Haven and sitting on his bed before he began the evolution. Most of you probably only ever saw the edited version, so have no worries!
<Author note Over>
The soft fabric of the bed was replaced with the feeling of weightlessness as Jake was whisked away.
Oh, dear void, we meet again, J...
2022-12-13 11:38:30 +0000 UTC
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Complicated.
That was the word Vilastromoz would describe the situation.
He had an odd relationship with the unknown. On the one hand, the unknown was a nuisance. It represented an obstacle one potentially had to understand to continue moving forward. Yet, on the other hand, it represented a chance to learn something new. Something truly new.
After ninety-two full eras, there wasn’t much new to learn about the system besides whatever new things it decided to introduce at e...
2022-12-12 11:50:26 +0000 UTC
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Jake woke up with a yawn after his nap and was instantly struck by the stench. He held his nose for a moment as he looked around and saw the source of it. The ground was black and rotting, the treants already well on their way to getting decomposed by now.
With a bit of panic, Jake turned to the Ethgleam Mothertree, and luckily it still looked fine. For a moment, he was afraid he had broken the damn thing, but the wood still looked unblemished, and he felt the energy still within.
2022-12-09 11:51:10 +0000 UTC
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The treants had both grown significantly more powerful after the infusion of power from the Ethgleam Mothertree, making it apparent there was great synergy between them. It did not come as a surprise considering the treants were called Ethgleam Elderbark Treants, but it was still fascinating to see how two completely separate races would end up influencing each other as such and end up becoming intimately linked.
It was good too. As that meant Jake at least got some entertainment value ...
2022-12-08 11:53:41 +0000 UTC
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A massive area of the forest burned, enough so that it would constitute a huge natural disaster in the world before the system. Yet, oddly enough, none of the tall trees had toppled, but all stood strong. Their bark burned, their leaves perhaps gone, but their trunks stood strong, and their auras of life remained powerful. A low-tier C-grade was simply not capable of destroying these trees unless they dedicated a long time and a lot of power to do so.
If this fact benefitted Jake or the...
2022-12-07 11:50:29 +0000 UTC
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While it was true Jake usually didn’t like to get involved in the fights of others, he didn’t really count this one. They were barely fighting but just throwing stuff at each other, accomplishing nothing. What did the bears hope for? That the big tree would run out of energy? They had a limited time to be there from the looks of it as the tree gave off a constant aura slowly wearing them down, and coupled with the thrown root balls, they could end up getting hurt unless they left at some ...
2022-12-06 11:46:59 +0000 UTC
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