Vowron Prime

Soulweaver 13: Cog Frenzy (Part One)

“No,” Aerion said emphatically, backing away. We’d retreated from the edge of the goblin camp, and I was currently arguing with Aerion about something incredibly stupid.

“Look, I get your culture’s different from mine, but I swear I won’t peek. I’ll even turn around. You take off your robe and set it down. I’ll enchant it, put it back, and walk away, all without looking.”

“Absolutely not,” Aerion said, his ears going red. “I’ll not debase mys...

Soulweaver 12: Graves of the Abyssal Palace

“We must hurry!”

Aerion grabbed my arm, pulling me up the final stairs. Lacking any ability to protest, I let him.

When Aerion warned me that every floor was unique, I thought I’d understood. Different monsters, different biomes—maybe a jungle, or perhaps volcanic mountains. And when he said we’d emerge at the bottom of a sea, I’d pictured fish and whales and rays of sunlight dancing on a sandy ocean floor.

After a full two hours of stair climbing ag...

Ashborn 304: Tears of Life

NOTE: I accidentally re-released 303 just now. Here's the actual new chapter :-P 

“I have to say, for a manifestation of my memory, you’re quite detailed,” Vir said, observing the armored gray demon beside him. “I only ever saw you once, and that was when I was about to die.”

The scarred and pony-tailed gray demon in segmented plate armor walked with his hands clasped behind his back, metal boots crunching the dirt of Vir’s mindscape forest. Vir had dismissed Ek...

Soulweaver 11: You Can Do What!?

I felt terrible. Like the kind of guy who’d just sucker punched a kid after telling them they were getting ice cream.

It wasn’t like I was in the habit of lying to people. At least, not for anything big. If I’d guessed that Aerion would bend over backward after hearing about my made-up plight, I might’ve reconsidered.

I spent the next hour grilling him, and he held nothing back.

I learned a lot of useful stuff relevant to the dungeon and our immediate su...

Soulweaver 10: Carte Blanche

For some stupid reason, I’d expected the safe room to just… heal our wounds. Because that was what safe rooms were supposed to do. Yet again, reality crushed my gaming delusions.

We weren’t miraculously healed. I was bleeding out, and Aerion was poisoned. We’d both be dead in a few moments if I couldn’t come up with a solution.

I looked around desperately. The fountain was back on, the trees that had been rotting away were back to full health, and the barrie...

Soulweaver 9: Terrible Ideas

“He’s insane,” Aerion muttered, staring at me with frustration and sadness. “They’re rocks! Why are you collecting rocks? This dungeon has thousands of them! How hard did you say you hit your head again?”

I could hardly blame him for feeling that. I was currently running around grabbing the [Pet Rock]s I’d lobbed at the troll, desperately stuffing them into my pockets like a madman.

We’d been about to leave when I suddenl...

Soulweaver 8: Hello, I’m Greg and I’m an Alien

“You’re an elf!” I said, staring at the platinum-blonde-haired boy’s pointy ears. Falling to just above his neck, his hair was just long enough to partially cover them, but not hide them entirely. His robe was oversized, torn, and he wore no armor. In fact, the only weapon I saw on him was his dagger.

His dirt-smeared face and overall haggard, disheveled appearance made him look older despite his short stature, but with those effeminate elf features hiding underneat...

Soulweaver 7: Something Something Best Laid Plans

Alright, slowly now. C’mon Greg, don’t fuck this up!

I inched toward the troll, which still snored away. How a being made entirely of obsidian snored, I couldn’t tell you. Just that the sounds it made could scare a xenomorph.

After much thought, I’d concluded that I couldn’t do much to prepare for this fight, other than to practice throwing. Which I did. A lot. For an entire hour, taking the minimum number of breaks to avoid getting sore.

The ...

303: Sown Seeds & Minor Breakthroughs

It’d been only a day since Cirayus arrived at the Chitran’s southernmost garrison, and he’d already witnessed all that he needed to. This one was no different than the rest, forcing Cirayus to accept that he’d been a fool for hoping otherwise.

The garrison itself was serviceable, as all garrisons near the Ash Boundary had to be. If they weren’t, they’d have fallen long ago. The discipline and capabilities of the troops, while somewhat lacking in Cirayus’ view,...

Soulweaver 6: Cosmotops The Resplendent

I backed slowly away from the triceratops that occupied the entire tunnel. The crazy dinosaur was weird enough, but the immaculate white tuxedo it wore just made the scene even zanier.

“Ola, Greg!” the beast said in Cosmo’s upbeat voice.

“I have so many questions…” I replied, eyes glazing over.

“Ask, and I shall maybe answer!”

“Uh, for starters… Why are you a triceratops?”

The sight was so ridiculous, so out of place in this lif...

Ashborn 302: To Build an Army

“The work progresses,” Balagra said, standing beside Vir. “But I have to ask—at what cost?”

Vir pursed his lips as he cast his gaze over the budding base from the ramparts of its tall walls.

A week had passed, since Vir had led his demons to the forest, and the camp was finally beginning to feel like a home. It wasn’t just the many wooden structures that had stood proudly where there had previously been only dirt, or even the routine the demons had fallen ...

Soulweaver 5: Get Real!

Would you like to reclaim Initialized equipment?

I glanced at my brand new weapon.

Obsidian Bone Club [Common]

It’s the bone of a dead beast. There’s desecration, and then there’s desecration. It’s also made of obsidian. Good luck getting it to last for more than a handful of thwacks.

Essence Cost: 5

Condition: 14/15...

Ashborn 301: Unmasked—Unchained

More than a few heads perked up. Looks of confusion, excitement, and skepticism regarded Vir from all directions.

Balagra was one such, having recently arisen from his well-earned rest. Malik also regarded Vir intently, though his eyes flitted regularly from Vir to the crowd, as if he was as interested in their reactions as much as Vir’s own words.

Were this a couple of years ago, he’d have shrunk back, losing his words, but time and experience had tempered both m...

Soulweaver 4: I Regret Everything

I ran. I ran for my fucking life.

“Goddammit, Cosmo! A Golem? Are you kidding me?” My sneakers sent pebbles flying as I sprinted down the tunnel.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

The Golem’s every step shook the tunnel, putting me in the middle of a neverending earthquake.

High Level Starter Dungeon? The hell was I thinking?

The beast might’ve been slow, but its gait was so long that it almost didn’t matter.

Only my track ...

Ashborn 300: A New Start

It wasn’t the howls of enemy Ash Beasts that Vir noticed first. Nor was it even the blinding crack of lightning and the deafening thunder that accompanied it.

It was the prana. The sweet, sweet sensation of power flooding into him all at once was unlike anything he’d felt outside the Ash.

Vir took a great breath and flexed his entire body, feeling it ripple with the life-giving energy.

I’ve missed this place, was Vir’s first thought upon enterin...

Soulweaver 3: Penalty Maxer

Penalties

Forego Boons: 5,000 Cosmo Buckaroos

Arthritis: 10,000 Cosmo Buckaroos (Stackable 4x)

Insomnia: 12,500 Cosmo Buckaroos (Stackable, 3x)

High Level Starter Dungeon: 40,000 Cosmo Buckaroos (Stackable 5x)

Halved Leveling: 40,000 Cosmo Buckaroos

No Leveling: 80,000 Cosmo Buckaroos

Halved Stats: 55,000 Cosmo Bu...