1 - 2 CHAPTERS A DAY FROM THIS POINT ON <3
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Saturday, July 30, 4 S.E.
Leonidas walked alongside his companions in satisfied silence, hands in his pockets, and the vast array of supplies in his [Spatial Backpack] barely touched. Despite their expectations, they’d barely needed the plethora of foodstuffs and other paraphernalia they’d brought with them collectively for the Rite of Ascension, and now they returned with th...
2026-01-11 21:25:25 +0000 UTC
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Saturday, July 30, 4 S.E.
Artur Paendrag looked up from his writing desk at the sound of a knock on his door, shifting under the weight of his Regalia as he did.
“Enter,” he said curtly, while lowering his gaze to the logistics reports spread out in front of him.
The opening and shutting of the door heralded a single pair of footsteps, and he looked up again to see his wife, Gwendolyn, watching him with an amused expression. She was wearing her ...
2026-01-11 01:07:59 +0000 UTC
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Saturday, July 30, 4 S.E.
Leonidas stood in a loose circle with his friends between Synthra and Bardulf as he contemplated the rewards screen. Primus had agreed to give them six hours before they were forced to leave the Dungeon, and they’d unanimously agreed to claim their rewards prior to doing so—especially since all of them save Leonidas himself would be reaching their Adept rank as a result of the Dungeon.
His focus, however, was locked on the de...
2026-01-10 22:44:02 +0000 UTC
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Saturday, July 30, 4 S.E.
“So,” Leonidas said into the silence that followed. “What’s the plan?”
The question seemed to refocus both women, and Aylar and Synthra subtly relaxed as Bardulf and Parnym rejoined them, the former with a knowing smile, the latter appearing faintly uncertain about whether or not he was intruding.
“Well,” Synthra said with a look at Aylar, “it’s probably time to see this finished.”
Aylar nodded and...
2026-01-10 20:16:08 +0000 UTC
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Saturday, July 30, 4 S.E.
Leonidas approached Bardulf first, before anyone else, with his armor and sword firmly dismissed.
The Shadowblade met him halfway as he moved, murmuring something to Parnym, who nodded and simply held his staff loosely as the two men came to a halt halfway across the intervening distance.
Neither of them spoke for several moments, meeting each other’s gazes in silence, before Leonidas finally took the initiative.
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2026-01-10 08:41:20 +0000 UTC
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Saturday, July 30, 4 S.E.
Leonidas stood in the chamber of arches in a daze.
His gaze was unfocused, staring at his shaking hands in silent contemplation of what he had seen, what he had experienced, what he had felt.
The first trial had been bad enough—a stream of memories and realizations that had encapsulated a cyclical failure of judgment, from refusing to accept the responsibility of Kingship out of fear of his own power, to turning ...
2026-01-10 05:49:55 +0000 UTC
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Hello!
This is just a quick PSA to let you all know that, now that I've amply dumped over 100,000 words onto Patreon (woohoo, we did the halfway mark in less than a month!) and sufficiently gotten you glorious bastards far ahead of Royal Road (Book 2 launches Jan 12th), I'll be slowing down Patreon Chapters to 1-2 a day at maximum.
Because I'm not a complete bastard, I'll make sure you get the conclusion ...
2026-01-10 02:41:48 +0000 UTC
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Saturday, July 30, 4 S.E.
Leonidas met them with the force of an avalanche.
His blade slammed into Aylar’s with bone-shaking force, and the Swordmaiden gritted her teeth against the impact's power as she bore its brunt, sliding backward along the cracked manastone. At her sides, her companions split apart; Parnym’s power already flowing into her, Synthra, and Bardulf to enhance their abilities while the Shadowblade and Sorceress darted around to flank...
2026-01-10 02:01:52 +0000 UTC
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Saturday, July 30, 4 S.E.
Aylar stirred when she felt arms around her.
Her gaze moved from where it had been locked to the floor, blurred by tears and the pain of her own heart, and settled on manicured nails and sun-kissed fair skin. A slow lift of her head brought her eyes to a veil of crimson hair, and she felt her lower lip tremble at the sight of it, inhaling the scent of woodsmoke and vanilla. She shifted unconsciously to turn and look into the gold...
2026-01-09 15:08:38 +0000 UTC
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Saturday, July 30, 4 S.E.
Aylar pulled herself to her feet with difficulty, her mind still echoing with the memories of the first arch. A child, a betrayal, a dark future for Dawnhaven, leading it toward the path to ruin—because of her. Because she had been too weak to make the better choice, not just for the City, but for her own marriage.
She turned her gaze toward her companions, looking them over as she drew herself from her fugue. The vision had hi...
2026-01-09 03:04:53 +0000 UTC
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Saturday, July 30, 4 S.E.
Aylar opened her eyes where she sat upon her throne, feeling the weight of her crown upon her hair, and the touch of silk on her flesh. To her right stood her husband Leonidas, adorned in the black armor he’d made famous, his helmet latched to his hip and his [Archon’s Psiblade] pressed tip-down to the manastone of the throne dais.
His own throne was empty, forgotten as he stood before it at her side, and looking down at the ...
2026-01-08 22:15:19 +0000 UTC
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Saturday, July 30, 4 S.E.
Three hours later, the party was prepared.
Leonidas stepped into the cave mouth alongside Synthra, Aylar, Parnym, and Bardulf and peered around, eyeing the forbidding entrance to the dungeon with a look of mild consternation. He hadn’t expected it to be so very stereotypical, and his voice was mildly irritated when he spoke.
“Are we sure the System doesn’t have a sense of humor?”
Bardulf snorted in re...
2026-01-08 20:10:20 +0000 UTC
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Saturday, July 30, 4 S.E.
Leonidas cut through the leaping Shadow Panther with a whine of his [Archon’s Psiblade], severing the creature’s head neatly from its neck and leaving its corpse to impact the ground after its fatal leap. With his [Psionic Focus] at play, the stealth capabilities of the Initiate rank manabeasts were painfully irrelevant, and he almost felt guilty at how easily he had culled them.
“Done over here!” he called to Synthra, id...
2026-01-08 16:33:47 +0000 UTC
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Saturday, July 23, 4 S.E.
Kairi surged forward when the Dawnguard reached for Sonya, her better senses thrown aside in favor of protective instinct and selfish desire: a connection to her brother. Her shortswords flashed, her [Nightreaper Core] revved to dark life, and her [Slayer Aura] exploded in full force, momentarily staggering the two Haelfenn with sheer terror. Her blades sang as she cut the air, and hamstrung both of them—slamming her foot into the fa...
2026-01-08 02:41:05 +0000 UTC
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Saturday, July 23, 4 S.E.
The Matthersons, Kairi discovered, were strangely likable people.
After the initial shock of her approach had mostly worn off, Patrick—the patriarch of the family, by all appearances—had engaged her Vanguards in a gruff but genuine discourse after spotting their unmistakable military attire, and his past as an Army Ranger had immediately struck up a friendly discourse between her escorts and the bearded Terran.
They wer...
2026-01-07 23:45:24 +0000 UTC
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Saturday, July 23, 4 S.E.
Kairia Yunalesca Paendrag entered Dawnhaven unbowed.
She and a single Vanguard Squad had boldly approached the main settlement of [Unclaimed Sector 117] absent fanfare or announcement, but had done so with a white flag to signify their intentions. It had proven to be a wise idea, too, when they’d been quickly and efficiently confronted by a full ‘platoon’, as she thought of it, of the local Fantasies.
Golden-armored k...
2026-01-07 21:34:49 +0000 UTC
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Friday, July 22, 4 S.E.
Leonidas was still sore.
The healing Parnym had given him had taken the edge off of his wounds, and his System-accelerated healing meant that he’d be relatively hale within hours after the event, but the general soreness associated with the [Honor Duel] and Ceruviel’s subsequent punishment was less than ideal. If not for what he’d received after the [Honor Duel], an alert he’d kept minimized until able to view it w...
2026-01-07 12:35:47 +0000 UTC
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Friday, July 22, 4 S.E.
Leonidas stood with Bardulf’s support—his right arm resting on the shorter man’s shoulder and armor dismissed to mend itself—when Ceruviel and Uriel finally arrived.
The Dawn-Lord and Dusk-Lord approached with presence, parting the still-milling crowd like minnows before orcas as they strode into the combat circle. The Dawn-Lord’s radiant gaze was placid and impassive as he entered, while the Dusk-Lord’s was it...
2026-01-06 22:50:34 +0000 UTC
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Friday, July 22, 4 S.E.
Leonidas exploded toward Valerian at full speed, his [Archon’s Psiblade] coruscating with the power of his [Psionic Swordforce] as he met the Dagger-Master’s charge in an echoing boom of blade-impact.
The swordforce around his weapon did not shear through Valerian’s longsword when the blades met, likely due to the magical runes burning along its length as the Haelfar met him in a deadlock.
Shit. He’s stro...
2026-01-06 19:49:53 +0000 UTC
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Friday, July 22, 4 S.E.
Leonidas watched as Valerian Cade’s expression danced through an apoplectic combination of shock, confusion, disbelief, outrage, and finally settled onto derision. He clearly didn’t think the challenge held weight, which was shockingly idiotic for a man in his position, but only reinforced Leonidas’ suspicion that he was as much a political appointment as he was a moron.
The two were usually hand-in-hand, anyway.
“{Th...
2026-01-06 13:24:45 +0000 UTC
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“Whoa...” Arcturus said as he looked over the information panel, reading the details carefully, and momentarily forgot his discomfort. “That’s awesome.”
“Apprentice?” Tylariel prompted in a tense voice.
“Sorry,” Arcturus said as he dismissed the notification. “I just gained a new ability, I guess. Adam and I now have a tether that I can use to find him. It also has the potential to grow and give us new benefits as it evolves. It’s surreal, but if I f...
2026-01-06 03:09:53 +0000 UTC
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Congratulations! You have unlocked [Awakened Bloodline] (Passive, Level 1)!
The truth of your Blood has been called to the fore by the S̵̊͠0̴̒̈?̵̋̕7̵͊̍&̷̈́͠l̴͖̅4̷̛̂?̵̎̍3̴̱͌ within yourself. Guided by the genetic lineage of your bloodline, whose roots are more ancient than you truly understand, you have tapped into a power of a caliber you are not even remotely prepared to properly wield! As the first Sci...
2026-01-06 02:29:50 +0000 UTC
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Not much to say here. Pick an option.
2026-01-05 21:41:26 +0000 UTC
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Friday, July 22, 4 S.E.
Leonidas approached the main gates of Dawnhaven while on passive alert, his blade still resting on his shoulder and the back behind it, and his left hand settled around the House Aventus crest in his left pocket. His eyes took in the sights of the entrance with silent appraisal, noting the uniformed members of the Royal Army manning the walls and various checkpoints, and the members of the Dawnguard nearby offering support and tacit aid ...
2026-01-05 20:22:59 +0000 UTC
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Arcturus stepped out of the changing room with a mildly awkward gait, feeling more self-conscious than ever. When Maurice had come to him with the clothes—carefully wrapped in veiling silk—and told him to wear them without first showing Tylariel, Sumeko, or Jess, he’d become dubious to say the least.
When he’d actually seen what his eccentric relative had brought him, that wariness had erupted into full-blown dread at what the others might think.
Arcturus took a steadying ...
2026-01-05 13:55:31 +0000 UTC
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“Is that the lovely Archon Tylariel Rubastra gracing my humble store?” a cultured male voice asked silkily.
Arcturus came to a halt as a middle-aged bronze-skinned man, roughly six feet in height, stepped out from the middle of the walkways, flashing a warm smile to the redheaded Archon. Tylariel hardly seemed to mind, stepping forward to exchange air kisses on each cheek with the man Arcturus presumed to be the famous Maurice. His clothing was cut in the same Victorian style as man...
2026-01-05 11:31:16 +0000 UTC
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Just so you guys aren't confused:
Shadow of Intent (Chapter 19) is now the Prologue for Cataclysm War, and Chapter Numbers will be updated to reflect this. It will also be shifted in the Collection.
It just made more sense to me in terms of timeline.
Thanks!
2026-01-05 11:05:28 +0000 UTC
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Arcturus set off from Angela’s shop in a jovial mood, his coat partially undone despite Tylariel’s grumblings about ‘proper decorum’. The party that departed the now-repaired storefront was a simple one; Tylariel was there, of course, and joined by Jess and Sumeko—both of whom volunteered to assist in acquiring both proper attire and helping with any ‘menial’ work.
Despite how much it irked Arcturus’ earth-born perceptions of equality, he had discerned quickly that quest...
2026-01-05 02:59:07 +0000 UTC
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Arcturus followed Tylariel and Jakob into the small sitting area attached to the kitchen while Sumeko, Jess, and Angela cleaned up the remains of their meal. He’d offered to help, but had been firmly waved off and told in no uncertain terms that his only job was to listen to Tylariel in order to learn what he was in for. While he appreciated the consideration, it did nothing to ease the slight echo of guilt he felt at leaving them the work, nor did it appease his nerves about whatever was t...
2026-01-05 02:16:16 +0000 UTC
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Arcturus Valoura, Senior, stood in silence while his wife wept into his shoulder.
His rusty-brown eyes were cold, staring past his partner’s shoulder toward the mantle of their fireplace, showing a framed picture of him, his wife, and their son—the son that had been stolen from them. Not killed, not the way that the authorities believed. Arcturus Senior knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that the tragedy at Yale hadn’t been a random incidence of violence, like so many other tragedies...
2026-01-05 01:46:09 +0000 UTC
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