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Legends Never Die: Legacy (ch. 104)

“Father, what are they building?” Ragnar asked me, seated upon a slab of marble with his legs kicking back and forth endlessly. He pointed out to the construction crew that were assembling the pieces.

“It's called a water wheel,” I answered dutifully as I chiseled away at a stone statue. After more than a year, the hesitation had left my strikes when it came to shearing off stone. My current project was one I had only begun a week earlier, but it was already rapidly nearing com...

Legends Never Die: Wheels in Motion (ch. 103)

“Charlemagne is winning,” I voiced, unsurprised by the development but I could and did find it rather annoying regardless. I had really hoped that he would stumble here, even if I knew, objectively, that it was better if he won as he would then be tied down in the region for years to come. Hadi and the thirty thousand men that were sent with him were already sweeping across the South. I didn't know how far they had gone, but I would be shocked if Hadi had failed to take at least one city ...

A Golden Path: Foundations 2.3 (ch. 12)

The reception was more or less in line with what Rickard anticipated upon their arrival. King Aerys had never hidden his distance for the North, however undeserved his ire was. In fact, that was about the only thing that Rickard found respectable about the king -- he was honest.

At least until he tried to dress himself up like a drowned rat wrapped in silks and given perfumes to mask the stench of rot.

King Aerys was a man of little concern, however. He may still possess the cro...

Best of Intentions: Motormouth (ch. 15)

After getting a moment to breathe, I made my choices for level 10. It was an important milestone level for my class -- Magic Item Adept had the potential to be a real game changer for me. It not only would allow me to create magic items faster, but require less materials. Which was nice when I started building things from scratch, but the biggest change was that I could attune myself to four magical items at a time.

Which became increasingly important as time went on as level 10 also g...

A Golden Path: Foundation 2.2 (ch. 11)

“So the rumors were true. You really can smell shit from ten miles away,” Brandon mused next to Ned, seated upon his horse as they were joined by a company of guards and sons of nobility. He wasn't wrong, though. They had smelled King's Landing long before they saw it, cresting a hill to grant them a view of the capital. A city that boasted a population of a million people.

Though, by the looks of things, the city couldn't contain everyone that had come for the royal wedding. It cu...

Best of Intentions: Move (ch. 14)

Railguns were pretty simple, truth be told. It was a pretty basic principle applied to a logical extreme -- guided magnetic propulsion. You built up an electric charge with a ferrous metal, usually a chunk of iron, stick it between a guide which acted as the barrel of the gun, then you let the sucker fly at whatever had the misfortune of being in its path. As a weapon, it had a lot of potential. The strength of the shot was entirely determined by the charge of the shot as well as the structur...

The Good Life: Paying Up (ch. 73)

“You don't scary easy, huh?” Jinx noted, watching me as I waved at Sukuna, who looked pissed all the way off in the aftermath of the fight. Couldn't blame him there. I'd be pissed too in his shoes -- things had ended right before they started to really ramp up. All because of interference.

“Nope! Danger and risk and losing are fun if you know how to enjoy them,” I replied, idly gauging her reaction to that while also pondering what I saw within my Room. A person had been glidin...

The Good Life: Monsters Within (ch. 72)

“Very mysterious, mystery man,” the girl uttered, idly spinning a pistol around a finger as she shifted her position in the rafters, allowing a long braid of blue hair to fall down. “What gave me away? Most people don't know I'm there until… ‘Poow!’” She said, miming taking a shot at me. Her lips twitched when I didn't react, unbothered by the gun.

I didn't need my Room to tell that she was a little off kilter. But it did let me know that she was even more off kilter than...

The Good Life: Wagers (ch. 71)

“Already!? You have a functioning prototype already!?” Heimerdinger blurted, unable to restrain his surprise as he once more stood in the lab of his pupils. The most secure lab in the university was always reserved for those whose creations possessed the potential for revolutionary effects and dangerous accidents. It was rare to have more than one such pupil in the lab at a time -- largely due to conflicting egos -- so it was nothing less than heartwarming to see a collaborative effort of...

The Good Life: Narcissistic Cannibal (ch. 70)

“No wonder you and Law get along so well -- you both love your little experiments,” Yoruichi noted as Sukuna glanced up from the book that he was reading, his feet propped up on a desk while he waited for the results of his latest… well, experiment was likely the correct word but it was more that he was indulging his curiosity. He didn't have a particular outcome in mind or a result he'd like to see. He just wanted to see what happened.

“I'm almost impressed how Law managed to ...

Legends Never Die: Forgotten Until Needed (ch. 105)

I felt a bit bad about the Emperor's death. I wasn’t too familiar with the boy, but I was aware of them. How excitable he was at the chariot races. How he perked up at hearing stories. How, despite his crown, he was largely a normal boy. One who had the misfortune to have Irene as his mother, as it turned out.

Constantine was never going to be more than his mother’s puppet. I suspected that since the beginning. Irene was too ambitious. She coveted power, influence, and control. And...

Legends Never Die: Legacy (ch. 104)

“Father, what are they building?” Ragnar asked me, seated upon a slab of marble with his legs kicking back and forth endlessly. He pointed out to the construction crew that were assembling the pieces.

“It's called a water wheel,” I answered dutifully as I chiseled away at a stone statue. After more than a year, the hesitation had left my strikes when it came to shearing off stone. My current project was one I had only begun a week earlier, but it was already rapidly nearing com...

Legends Never Die: Wheels in Motion (ch. 103)

“Charlemagne is winning,” I voiced, unsurprised by the development but I could and did find it rather annoying. I had really hoped that he would stumble here, even if I knew, objectively, it was better if he won as he would be tied down in the region for years to come. Hadi and the thirty thousand men that were sent with him were already sweeping across the South. I didn't know how far they had gone, but I would be shocked if Hadi failed to take at least one city by now.

The battle...

Legends Never Die: Audacity (ch. 102)

The treasury of the Umayyads was a thing that bordered on absurdity. I had seen the obscene wealth on display in Constantinople, and Norland was a rich and prosperous port, rapidly becoming one of the most important in the Mediterranean, so I was no stranger to wealth by this point. Yet, there was something that just inspired an instinctual awe in the sight of a hoard built from dozens of cities rivaling Norland sending funds to a treasury that was guided by able administrators and a wise kin...

Best of Intentions: Motormouth (ch. 15)

After getting a moment to breathe, I made my choices for level 10. It was an important milestone level for my class -- Magic Item Adept had the potential to be a real game changer for me. It not only would allow me to create magic items faster, but require less materials. Which was nice when I started building things from scratch, but the biggest change was that I could attune myself to four magical items at a time.

Which became increasingly important as time went on as level 10 also g...

A Golden Path: Foundation 2.2 (ch. 11)

“So the rumors were true. You really can smell shit from ten miles away,” Brandon mused next to Ned, seated upon his horse as they were joined by a company of guards and sons of nobility. He wasn't wrong, though. They had smelled King's Landing long before they saw it, cresting a hill to grant them a view of the capital. A city that boasted a population of a million people.

Though, by the looks of things, the city couldn't contain everyone that had come for the royal wedding. It cu...

Best of Intentions: Move (ch. 14)

Railguns were pretty simple, truth be told. It was a pretty basic principle applied to a logical extreme -- guided magnetic propulsion. You built up an electric charge with a ferrous metal, usually a chunk of iron, stick it between a guide which acted as the barrel of the gun, then you let the sucker fly at whatever had the misfortune of being in its path. As a weapon, it had a lot of potential. The strength of the shot was entirely determined by the charge of the shot as well as the structur...

A Golden Path: Foundation 2.1 (ch. 10)

Rhaegar Targaryen was possessed by a nervous energy. It had possessed him since Steffon Baratheon claimed to have found a valyrian bride of worthy stock some months ago in Volantis. As a result, the situation was… less than ideal.

“I should have been married within the Seven Kingdoms,” Rhaegar uttered, a finger tapping at a table while he pinched a goblet of wine with white knuckles. He only dared to utter the words out loud in the presence of a few people, and only in locations ...

The Good Life: Monsters Within (ch. 72)

“Very mysterious, mystery man,” the girl uttered, idly spinning a pistol around a finger as she shifted her position in the rafters, allowing a long braid of blue hair to fall down. “What gave me away? Most people don't know I'm there until… ‘Poow!’” She said, miming taking a shot at me. Her lips twitched in a smirk when I didn't react, unbothered by the gun.

“I can't exactly be mystery man if I go spilling my secrets,” I said, interlocking my fingers, watching as the...

The Good Life: Wagers (ch. 71)

“Already!? You have a functioning prototype already!?” Heimerdinger blurted, unable to restrain his surprise as he once more stood in the lab of his pupils. The most secure lab in the university was always reserved for those whose creations possessed the potential for revolutionary effects and dangerous accidents. It was rare to have more than one such pupil in the lab at a time -- largely due to conflicting egos -- so it was nothing less than heartwarming to see a collaborative effort of...

The Good Life: Narcissistic Cannibal (ch. 70)

“No wonder you and Law get along so well -- you both love your little experiments,” Yoruichi noted as Sukuna glanced up from the book that he was reading, his feet propped up on a desk while he waited for the results of his latest… well, experiment was likely the correct word but it was more that he was indulging his curiosity. He didn't have a particular outcome in mind or a result he'd like to see. He just wanted to see what happened.

“I'm almost impressed how Law managed to ...

The Good Life: Mad Science (ch. 69)

Getting my hands on what was rapidly coming to be known as Hex Crystals changed the whole ballgame for me. Ever since I arrived in this world I've been able to perceive mana in my Room, but it was elusive by nature. It was just so… weird, so wholly unique, that every time I tried to grasp it, it slipped through my fingers like smoke. In the end, it was an issue of perception. It was the difference between guessing what something might taste like and actually knowing what it tasted like.

Legends Never Die: Legacy (ch. 104)

“Father, what are they building?” Ragnar asked me, seated upon a slab of marble with his legs kicking back and forth endlessly. He pointed out to the construction crew that were assembling the pieces.

“It's called a water wheel,” I answered dutifully as I chiseled away at a stone statue. After more than a year, the hesitation had left my strikes when it came to shearing off stone. My current project was one I had only begun a week earlier, but it was already rapidly nearing com...

Legends Never Die: Wheels in Motion (ch. 103)

“Charlemagne is winning,” I voiced, unsurprised by the development but I could and did find it rather annoying. I had really hoped that he would stumble here, even if I knew, objectively, it was better if he won as he would be tied down in the region for years to come. Hadi and the thirty thousand men that were sent with him were already sweeping across the South. I didn't know how far they had gone, but I would be shocked if Hadi failed to take at least one city by now.

The battle...

Legends Never Die: Audacity (ch. 102)

The treasury of the Umayyads was a thing that bordered on absurdity. I had seen the obscene wealth on display in Constantinople, and Norland was a rich and prosperous port, rapidly becoming one of the most important in the Mediterranean, so I was no stranger to wealth by this point. Yet, there was something that just inspired an instinctual awe in the sight of a hoard built from dozens of cities rivaling Norland sending funds to a treasury that was guided by able administrators and a wise kin...

Legends Never Die: Maverick (ch. 101)

I found the Balearic Islands quite beautiful. They were beautiful in the same way Crete was, though unlike Crete, there was significantly more greenery: trees, grass, and shrubbery… combined with the mountainous terrain, which featured steep, sheer white cliff sides, soft sand beaches, and shallow harbors boasting brilliant blue waters…

It felt like the gods were tempting me at times. Tempting me to stay in this land, to leave my quest for vengeance behind. I could do it. The allia...

A Golden Path: Foundation 2.2 (ch. 11)

“So the rumors were true. You really can smell shit from ten miles away,” Brandon mused next to Ned, seated upon his horse as they were joined by a company of guards and sons of nobility. He wasn't wrong, though. They had smelled King's Landing long before they saw it, cresting a hill to grant them a view of the capital. A city that boasted a population of a million people.

Though, by the looks of things, the city couldn't contain everyone that had come for the royal wedding. It cu...

Best of Intentions: Move (ch. 14)

Railguns were pretty simple, truth be told. It was a pretty basic principle applied to a logical extreme -- guided magnetic propulsion. You built up an electric charge with a ferrous metal, usually a chunk of iron, stick it between a guide which acted as the barrel of the gun, then you let the sucker fly at whatever had the misfortune of being in its path. As a weapon, it had a lot of potential. The strength of the shot was entirely determined by the charge of the shot as well as the structur...

A Golden Path: Foundation 2.1 (ch. 10)

Rhaegar Targaryen was possessed by a nervous energy. It had possessed him since Steffon Baratheon claimed to have found a valyrian bride of worthy stock some months ago in Volantis. As a result, the situation was… less than ideal.

“I should have been married within the Seven Kingdoms,” Rheager uttered, a finger tapping at a table while he pinched a goblet of wine with white knuckles. He only dared to utter the words out loud in the presence of a few people, and only in locations ...

Best of Intentions: River Below (ch. 13)

Chris had to admit that things… weren't going that great.. It wasn't really a surprise. Things not going great is probably the best way to understate that the world was staring down the barrel of a gun, one in the hands of idiots with itchy trigger fingers.

That being said, things could always be worse. “I think I'm a glass half full kind of guy,” Chris remarked to Brad, who gave him an absolutely bewildered look as the double door that they were both leaned against began to heav...