Everyone remembers where they were when the Insectification happened.
Tim, my moth friend said it happened during his wedding. Right in the middle of his vows. Dave, some guy I met once, claimed the Insectification saved his life. Said he’d just crushed his leg in a forklift accident and was facing amputation. He used to joke that instead of losing a leg, he got eight.
Me? I was on the toilet.
There I was, mid-business, when a voice boomed in my head—deep, resonant...
2025-05-20 13:42:20 +0000 UTC
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Hello, dear friends!
Welcome to: "Hal Was Isekaid as a Farming Beetle."
I know—I know. This one’s coming out of the blue.
As a writer, I usually stick to a strict schedule and aim for chapters with a specific word count. But the other day, I was feeling a little bored and decided to just write something fun and silly for the sheer joy of it.
Also, this was actually the second most-voted idea for my next story—well behind Dinosaur Wh...
2025-05-20 13:41:04 +0000 UTC
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Humans, beware! A new player has come to town and made New Lisbon its puppet show.
When the waters of Lake Grassum mysteriously turn fresh and flood overnight, Constable Joey's life is turned upside down. Joey's investigation into the bizarre flood uncovers more questions than answers.
What seems like a natural anomaly quickly reveals more profound, unsettling changes in the town’s underworld—and its people. His childhood friend, Geoffrey, begins to exhibit an alarming ambition, and an ine...
2025-05-20 08:57:17 +0000 UTC
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A Thrilling Sci-Fi Adventure of Fire, Survival, and Chess!
In the metal world of Ignis, every day is a fight to survive. Humanity hides in underground Burrows, where food is scarce and life expectancy is short.
Eli is no stranger to hardship. Forged by unrelenting hunger, he has become a man of resilience and determination. But when a rogue AI drone, the Raptor, threatens to annihilate everything, Eli must push beyond his limits and unlock abilities that hold the key to his people’s survival...
2025-05-20 08:54:02 +0000 UTC
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Outthink. Outcraft.
Kai and his wife are dying. Their only chance lies inside the Daisy Trials.
This year, contestants must capture components, craft cards, and defeat their opponents in a merciless gauntlet where every decision matters.
He’s trained for this moment his whole life—studying past Trials, memorizing every pattern. But so has everyone else, and they’re all just as motivated.
Will Kai make it?
Follow along in this dungeon crawling journey set in a post-apocalyptic world—p...
2025-05-20 08:48:39 +0000 UTC
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Summer of 1, Before Daisy
Press conferences reminded Phineas of the ocean. There was always an outburst of chatter and a barrage of questions whenever the governmental spokesman finished a remark, spaced by silence to hear his responses. Reporters sounded like waves breaking and then receding, building up power for the next surf.
“What about the rest of the survivors?” was the question that pierced through the wall of sound.
“Ladies and gentlemen,...
2025-05-19 08:37:47 +0000 UTC
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Hey everyone,
Last week was a whirlwind — and a rewarding one! I’ve got quite a few exciting updates to share with you all.
✅ Hidden Class: Handyman (Vol. 3) — Proofread and done!
This was hands-down one of the most demanding books to prepare for publishing. A lot of changes went into this volume, and I genuinely feel the story has been elevated yet again. I'm very proud of how it turned out. Thank you all so much for your feedback, suggestions, and enc...
2025-05-19 08:27:59 +0000 UTC
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Jack looked toward the cemetery gates. The shadows beyond stretched long and uncertain.
Horace and Jack stood side by side before the graveyard.
“Can you see them?” Jack asked.
Horace turned his back on the cemetery. “Eleven o’clock. Three near a tombstone.”
Jack squinted until he spotted the IronIre players. One had a massive shield strapped to his back, the guild’s crest stamped clearly across it.
“What do you think? Can you tell their levels?”<...
2025-05-12 13:59:06 +0000 UTC
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The plan was simple: level up [Bone Carving] as much as possible.
If it worked anything like [Rope Weaving], then each level would unlock new recipes. Right now, it was the smartest investment he could make.
The price for the first upgrade was 20,000 XP.
No problem. Jack had been spamming his Clay Dome and vase combo every time he harvested a carcass. After thousands of them, he was sitting on more XP than he knew what to do with.
[Bone Carving] has been upgrad...
2025-05-12 13:43:38 +0000 UTC
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Hi, everyone!
I hope you are all enjoying a nice weekend.
I want to thank everyone for participating in my last poll. The story that got more votes, by far, was Hidden Class: Dinosaur Whisperer.
It's still going to take months until I start writing it, but I've been musing about the plot, and I would like to have your opinion with something.
Which would you prefer as the MC of the next story:
A grandpa?
Or a grandma?
When I think of a grandpa, I think...
2025-05-11 09:21:46 +0000 UTC
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“Next stop, Pearlsgate!” the coach driver called.
Jack stirred as the wheels jostled over cobblestones, the voice pulling him from uneasy sleep. Horace was beside him, stretching and yawning, and ahead of them, the moonlit silhouette of Pearlsgate emerged.
The carriage slowed as they crossed the outer perimeter, wheels clattering against uneven stone. Pearlsgate rose ahead, quiet and still under the moonlight.
Jack leaned forward. He’d seen the city before through Rob...
2025-05-08 11:18:13 +0000 UTC
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Jack logged back into the game. One by one, the others appeared beside him, their arrivals unnoticed by the nearby NPCs, who paid no mind to players materializing out of thin air.
"Hi again, everyone," Horace said with a wave.
"Jack, were you able to get hold of Rob?" Amari asked.
"I did," Jack replied.
"Well?"
Jack smiled. "He's in."
"Good. Just stick to the plan. I know you can pull this off."
Jack nodded. "What about you guys? Where are you heading...
2025-05-08 08:26:48 +0000 UTC
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It was morning in the real world, and night was about to fall in the Breach.
The team was deep into the sixth shagrat wave. Even though there were roughly twice as many as in wave 21, things were looking much better than the first time they’d faced them.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Another group of shagrats collapsed under Marie’s barrage before reaching the ditch.
Christoff and Amari quickly dispatched the few that made it past her. With every strike, their r...
2025-05-06 10:56:37 +0000 UTC
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After losing the Terralore match to the mysterious puppetmaster, Deckard rushed to the macaque’s dungeon. He kept glancing over his shoulder
After losing the Terralore match to the mysterious puppetmaster, Deckard rushed to the macaque’s dungeon.
He kept glancing over his shoulder, half-expecting the puppetmaster to reappear, maybe with some twisted logic about how all of Deckard’s collection belonged to them. But they didn’t come. Whoever they were, they seemed content to...
2025-05-02 10:34:12 +0000 UTC
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The rescue strategy had been laid out. Even though his cousin was still being camped, Jack felt lighter after they’d devised their plan. It almost felt like Rob was already here with them.
Jack tried calling him again, but there was no response. He was probably getting some real sleep tonight. There was no reaching him for now—he’d have to wait until morning to share the good news.
That left time. Time to plan—and more importantly, to prepare.
Jack opened the team’...
2025-05-01 12:51:47 +0000 UTC
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It was one thing to see the scattered corpses of shagrats littering the fortress, stacked beside fallen soldiers and burned barricades, and imagine what it was like to fight a swarm of them.
It was something else entirely to be in the middle of it.
The ground shook with their charge. And they were coming fast.
Marie was the first to act. Her bombs were already in the air before anyone gave the word. Thanks to [Slinger's Arm]—the skill she’d claimed from the last boss—h...
2025-04-30 16:37:06 +0000 UTC
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The Breach was mostly as Jack had left it.
Christoff was by the fire, busy crafting arrows. Esther and Riku were nowhere to be seen, probably running errands for Marie and Horace.
The only real difference was a small pile of pickle jars set aside in the corner, lids opened. Someone had helped themselves. A few jars were even missing altogether. Jack figured his friends had taken them before heading out to explore.
Then again, he hadn’t been gone for long. The fire still bu...
2025-04-29 08:00:31 +0000 UTC
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Hi, everyone!
Thank you so much for your feedback on the first draft of the cover! I asked the artist to tweak a couple of things based on your suggestions, and I'm really happy with the result. What do you think?
2025-04-28 11:07:45 +0000 UTC
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The reveal phase began. Across the field, a new card had appeared on Ratu’s side—but this one remained face-down. From the positioning and e
The reveal phase began.
Across the field, a new card had appeared on Ratu’s side—but this one remained face-down. From the positioning and energy cost, Deckard could tell it had taken two points to play.
It’s a trap card, he thought. And he’s still holding one card in hand.
His own card was ...
2025-04-28 10:59:08 +0000 UTC
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Jack was furious. It wasn’t bad enough that his cousin was going through hell because of this guild of bullies, but now they wanted to rub his face in it?
It was always part of the plan to draw attention to myself and make them camp here. I’m going to make sure that every time this guy closes his eyes, he sees my face.
“What did the hen say to the other hen?” Jack asked.
The player blinked. “Huh? What?”
“I said—what did the hen say to the other...
2025-04-24 15:49:15 +0000 UTC
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Hey everyone!
Hope you’re all having a great week 🌞
I’ve just received the first draft of the cover artwork for Book 2 of Card Slinger — titled Macaques and Macaws 🐒🦜! The artist has wrapped up the initial version, and while it’s looking awesome already, we still have room to request some minor tweaks.
I’d love to hear what you think! Do you like the direction? Any suggestions or details you’d want us t...
2025-04-24 06:47:13 +0000 UTC
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From the train to the bus, and the bus to home, Jack kept checking his phone. Not obsessively—just enough to notice he was doing it. He had gotten a girl's number. That alone was enough to scramble his thoughts.
He hadn’t fallen head over heels or anything. Holly was just… cute. Easy to talk to. Funny, in that rare way that made the quiet between sentences feel natural. Still, the flutter in his chest was unfamiliar, and he wasn’t sure how to interpret it.
Lydia hadn’t c...
2025-04-23 14:35:55 +0000 UTC
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The landscape kept passing Jack in a blur of black, broken by flashes of light from the posts lining the tracks as the train rolled on. Next to him, Holly was completely absorbed in Amari’s latest video — presumably the one showcasing how Jack had unlocked his hidden class.
The whole thing felt surreal. A stranger watching a video about him, while he sat right there. Holly, evidently, shared none of the awkwardness.
She’d said something like, “This is going t...
2025-04-22 10:08:08 +0000 UTC
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Deckard crossed the beach of Shell Bay, picking his way between darting crabs and players swinging at them with driftwood clubs and low-tier
Deckard crossed the beach of Shell Bay, picking his way between darting crabs and players swinging at them with driftwood clubs and low-tier blades. The scent of salt clung to the breeze, and the sound of waves rolled behind him in a steady rhythm.
As he walked, he pulled up his character sheet. He hadn’t checked it in a while, and he wante...
2025-04-21 11:47:56 +0000 UTC
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Hi, everyone!
As announced last Friday, Card Crawler: Snap & Craft is now live on Royal Road! You can check it out here.
Of course, the story is also available here on Patreon. All chapters have been moved to the paid tier, and as usual, I’ll be releasing one free chapter ahead of the free release schedule.
...
2025-04-21 09:59:19 +0000 UTC
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Whoever was speaking through Ratu, it wasn’t him. Gone was the cheeky attitude. Even the islander accent had vanished. Someone—or something—
Whoever was speaking through Ratu, it wasn’t him. Gone was the cheeky attitude. Even the islander accent had vanished. Someone—or something—was using Ratu as a mouthpiece.
Deckard cleared his throat. “I meant no disrespect. Who have I offended?”
A rasping sound echoed through the forest. Muffled. Warped. Like laughter bu...
2025-04-21 09:17:59 +0000 UTC
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After watching the professor work, Jack felt like he’d fallen into a trance. The world beyond the workshop seemed distant, as if muffled by water.
The professor’s motions replayed in his mind—each cut, each careful angle. He saw the bone in its raw state, then the transformation, then the final sculpture. Over and over, like his brain was trying to memorize it all before it faded.
He barely remembered the walk to the front door.
“Well. I’ve got to log back in,” t...
2025-04-17 15:30:09 +0000 UTC
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Hi, everyone!
I hope you're all having a great week.
So! As you may know, I recently launched Hidden Class: Card Slinger, while still actively writing Hidden Class: Handyman—and yes, I’m also working on the full rewrite of Snap Craft. It’s been a busy year.
That said, Card Slinger hasn’t quite reached the response I was hoping for. It peaked at #12 on Rising Stars, but growth has already stalled at around 750 followers. Because of ...
2025-04-16 10:44:28 +0000 UTC
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Lunch had come and gone—two large pizzas, both piping hot and delivered straight to the professor’s door.
They walked back to the workshop, where the professor rummaged through a bag filled with clinking objects. After a moment of digging, he pulled something out—a bone.
“This is beef,” he said, handing it to Jack. It was a femur—cleaned, pale, and solid in his grip. “I boil them first to strip the meat, scrub off the marrow, then let them sun-dry for a few days. Onc...
2025-04-15 15:49:14 +0000 UTC
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Hey everyone! I’d love your input on something important.
A while back, I asked for your help choosing a title for Handyman Book 3—and after hearing your thoughts, I went with Bone Carving Brewer.
But now that the draft is nearly done... I’ve run into a bit of a problem.
Jack doesn’t actually do much bone carving in this book. What he does do is a lot of butchering. So, I’m seriously considering changing the title to
2025-04-14 16:21:57 +0000 UTC
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