“You know, I did not have Portal being the stealthiest skill in our book on my bingo card tonight,” Des said, stepping through the portal onto another roof.
“Neither did I,” I said with a chuckle. As soon as our crew was through the portal, I activated [Eyes of Wisdom] to see a threadspawn moving around the penthouse across the street. Looking through the glass, it was easy enough to rip open a portal between the neighboring rooftop and the penthouse.
As I stepped out into...
2025-11-13 07:00:22 +0000 UTC
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The announcer walked with a smirk on his face. “I had known you were going to kick his teeth in, but that was even more fantastic than I expected.” He grabbed his jacket lapel with both hands, puffing himself up. “You really outdid yourself, boy.”
“Yeah, the level difference wasn't doing your people any favors,” Penny said conversationally as we went past the kitchen, where chefs were working with a pointed disregard for the bloody body I was dragging through their workspace...
2025-11-12 07:00:07 +0000 UTC
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“No, I don't think that's necessary,” I began to say, only for all of the elites in the room to start looking down their noses at us. I paused and turned to Des. “You don't have to do this.” I got in before they started applying pressure.
“Really, Ken? Because I think I do.” Des rolled up the sleeves on her dress. “All right, you want to patch them up and throw them in the ring, or you want to give me a fresh one?” she shouted at the organizer.
He chuckled before w...
2025-11-11 11:05:56 +0000 UTC
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As much as I wanted to bust down doors and take the threadspawn, this was a delicate situation. At the very least, I needed a place to put them. And the elite group in the ballroom might not take their safety being thrown into question very well.
I pulled my CID out, ringing up the president of the UG. But after several rings, he still had not answered.
“What now?” Des asked, and the ladies around me all were giving me concerned looks while Bellaire played social bodyguard at ...
2025-11-10 07:00:07 +0000 UTC
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Misha came out of the bedroom and spun once, the skirt of her dress flaring. The dress was patterned with whales, it was bright, stylized, and beautiful. When diving the dungeon, every time I’d seen the Whaleryn, their clothes had been loose and functional. Seeing her in a fashionable, tailored dress added more charm to her already striking presence.
“You look great, Misha,” I said to the Whaleryn as she blushed bright red. The whole group was getting dressed in a store that Bella...
2025-11-09 07:00:08 +0000 UTC
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The next day, we found all three of us in a much better mood. The tension that had been laid thick between us was gone. It was replaced by a steady calm that seemed obviously to all, particularly by Helen.
She had been grouchy all afternoon through our joint conditioning. Though I didn’t care, especially after Bellaire and I had some private tutoring for the interviews tonight and she made sure to both put enough tension on me while I was answering questions and sooth over any nerves ...
2025-11-08 07:00:07 +0000 UTC
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“And that’s pretty much it.” I finished the explanation of what I had done during the fight for New York City to the president of the UG. A whole delegation from the UG had been waiting for us back at our hotel, ready to question us. I wanted to point out that they could just go get our story from the city’s emergency responders, but I had a feeling that would not go over well.
They had at least picked up Candice from Carl’s studio.
“So you can see them?” Heather ask...
2025-11-07 11:35:17 +0000 UTC
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2025-11-06 15:49:10 +0000 UTC
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The dwarves didn’t stop even after Heather’s massive ability had blown the Dwarven Queen away. Instead, they went absolutely wild, rushing in every direction as if they were trying to do as much damage as they possibly could.
Seeing the sudden change, and assuming the queen was still alive, Helen snarled, “Of course you couldn’t fucking finish the job, Mom.” She emphasized the word ‘Mom’ in a way that could only be interpreted as an insult.
But her mother didn’t se...
2025-11-06 07:00:07 +0000 UTC
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“How about we do a second round?” I said to Heather, staring at the Dwarven Queen and getting flashbacks to when we had fought together.
“Oh, was that a proposition? Maybe Helen will have to call you daddy after all.” Heather said.
Those words seemed to make Helen throw herself forward. Glowing wings of light sprouted from her back as she launched. She slammed down, creating a golden glowing crater separating the Dwarven Queen from the closest warrior.
“Don’t min...
2025-11-05 07:00:07 +0000 UTC
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The second the show was over, I portaled all of us including Heather back to the hotel, which was peaceful for all of half a second before Helen grabbed her mother and throttled her.
“What the absolute fuck was that?” Helen screamed in the lobby.
“A distraction, dear.” The Harem Queen grabbed her daughter’s wrists, and I saw this slight frown flicker across her face when Helen wasn’t as easy to remove as she might have expected.
“Have me call him daddy?” Hele...
2025-11-04 07:00:07 +0000 UTC
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I groaned the next morning at breakfast, having barely slept the night before. I had come out of the shower to them both gigging like ladies at a sleepover, and then Des drew me into the center of them. I had tried to sleep, but I had been ppinned between a clingy Des wrapped around me and a Bellaire who wouldn’t stop spreading out across the bed and touching me.
Sleep had been fleeting, and I was paying for it this morning. If I hadn’t been an adventurer with advanced stats, I woul...
2025-11-03 10:34:41 +0000 UTC
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Hey Sentars!
I had a few things going on last week and I failed to get you all a patreon update, so let me make that up to you.
A few things in the background were happening. I won't get into the dirty details, but super cool, my webcomics in production are being signed for 3 seasons and graphic novel adaptations of the webcomics. So later my webcomics will be in bookstores and comic shops. TBD on dates probably not until late 2026 or likely 2027. This is for Dungeon Diving and Re...
2025-11-02 14:13:01 +0000 UTC
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“Wonderful,” Bellaire told me as I finished the gauntlet of questions and they finally wrapped the episode.
She held her arms out, and I nearly fell into her embrace, so glad to be done.
“That was a lot harder than I expected,” I admitted, not even conscious of where my face was pressed against her as she wrapped her arms around me for the whole studio to see.
“There, there,” Bellaire purred. “It gets easier, and frankly, this was the easy one. So please, don...
2025-11-02 07:00:08 +0000 UTC
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“Five minute warning, everyone!” a woman with some serious attitude and a clipboard to match shouted as she walked around on ridiculously tall pumps.
I stared at the shoes, wondering why she was wearing such uncomfortable shoes for a job where she clearly walked around quite a bit. I was fairly sure they were called pumps, but my knowledge of high-heel terminology was not its best. And candidly, I really did not care very much.
“Don’t screw this up, alright, Ken?” Helen ...
2025-11-01 06:00:09 +0000 UTC
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“All right, so if you’re here to help, then go ahead and help,” I said as we entered the hotel room.
Bellaire did a quick circle around the room, checking the place out. “Suitable,” she finally said with a nod, though I could see that she was unimpressed. I on the other hand was fairly certain it was the nicest hotel room I had ever been inside.
“Well, I’m glad it’s to your liking.” I nodded at her and looked at Des for help.
“It really isn’t too bad,...
2025-10-31 06:00:07 +0000 UTC
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“Well now, I see you’ve all been informed of the new campaign we have been planning.” Headmistress Marlow sat with her hands tucked in her lap while she sat behind a massive mahogany desk, forcing Helen, Candice, Des, and I to sit and stare from the other side.
Crimson must have been rubbing off on me because I thought to describe her as an old bat, grey haired and at one point an accomplished adventurer, but had now been outleveled by even her students. Instead she wore a purple ...
2025-10-30 10:53:25 +0000 UTC
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I jabbed lightning-quick at Crimson while she used a pair of boxing pads to catch my punches. Even as purple lightning arced down my arms and it made me unbelievably fast, Crimson was taking each punch easily because Crimson had a little extra at everything.
Even as she blocked my punches, her eyes crinkled, the blues sparkling with delight.
“Ken, if I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re working your anger out on me,” she teased as the pad blurred in front of me and caugh...
2025-10-29 10:31:50 +0000 UTC
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The Story Thus Far
Last time in Dungeon Diving, Ken finished up summer training with Crimson and prepared for the start of a new year at Haylon College. It would be his third year at Haylon, though ostensibly his class spent most of their time down in Star City, deep within the dungeon. They were focused on continuing to grow as adventurers under the direct tutelage of Crimson rather than staying in a stuffy, castle-like school as many of their predecessors had done.
But while K...
2025-10-28 06:00:07 +0000 UTC
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“Well, I, for one, am excited to eat Gloria’s cooking,” my mother said as I entered the room.
Since she’d recovered from her poisoning and my father had reentered our lives, she had been prickly at best. As much as she had done for me in my childhood, hiding me from those who would have killed me, my mother was still raised quite harshly amongst the clans, and it showed.
Not that my father was any better. Thorin towered next to her, quietly sitting with his hands folded in...
2025-10-24 17:07:08 +0000 UTC
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After getting Kathy and Ricky settled into the fortress, I found myself looking over our plans for the tournament. There were just too many moving pieces to our plan happening at the same time for me to keep track of each and every one. That meant I was delegating more and more tasks to the small armies I had built up. And that meant they all needed a check-in now and then to ensure they were still moving forward as I expected.
Thankfully, I had good people I could rely on for support. ...
2025-10-24 06:00:06 +0000 UTC
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I stared at the sudden winter that had encompassed the area, as well as the fleeting forms of the last few of those hideous, demonic monsters.
“Well, you don’t see that every day, now do you?” Nyx said from behind me, lowering her bow after firing a few more shots at the retreating forms. Her arrows tracked them through the sky before diving like hawks after their prey.
“No, I suppose you don’t.” I flicked my blade to the side. The last of the beasts’ bodies around m...
2025-10-23 06:00:08 +0000 UTC
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Merlin glanced at Ricky, letting out a sigh as the man visibly withered. She didn’t think she was scowling, but the man really could use a firmer spine.
“I’m sorry that they left you behind.” Ricky voiced, though it came out more like a question.
Kathy apparently didn’t know what to do with herself as the rumbling grew louder. More and more of the patrons jumped to their feet, scrambled out of the building, leaving the hostess with suddenly very little to do besides wrin...
2025-10-22 06:00:09 +0000 UTC
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Greetings once again Patrons - Chris here!
It's that time again!
Please leave us some comments on this post to ask your burning questions for SESSION 4 of the VIDEO Q&A SERIES!
As always, these questions can be about anything; but this time we are a little bit focused on one particular topic. We'd especially like to hear questions from our aspiring authors!
Questions about what it's like the break into the industry, get started as an author/publisher, practice...
2025-10-21 14:11:56 +0000 UTC
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Over the next several hours, Circe and I watched as the demon went into no less than a dozen shops, only some of which could confirm what he was buying. Half the time, he was just buying materials. Other times it seemed like he was stocking up for some sort of fight. At least, that was my assumption based on the collection of stunning charms, armor, and healing potions.
His purchase of the healing potions had been obvious enough without needing to ask. Coming in not fifteen minutes afte...
2025-10-21 06:00:09 +0000 UTC
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Circe and I only got partway through our meal before the man I was watching got up to move away.
“Go,” I gestured to Circe.
“Why aren't you?” she frowned, though she was already halfway out of the chair at my word.
“Because, between the two of us, I'm far less subtle than you,” I said, gesturing at my very unsubtle frame. I was at least a head taller than the crowd when I went anywhere and quite literally stuck out.
“Fair point.” Circe chuckled. “You'...
2025-10-20 06:00:09 +0000 UTC
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Circe and I got closer to the Inn as we prepared to see if Kathy wanted to move to Vein City. Really, it was a safer option for Kathy, and I was hoping she would jump on the offer. But we had yet to see if there was anything tying her to the area.
Circe pulled herself even closer to me as we approached the door, hanging off of my arm possessively. I gave her a raised eyebrow.
“It’s so that she doesn’t get any funny ideas, just like you asked.” Circe told me with a mischiev...
2025-10-19 06:00:06 +0000 UTC
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“Well, hello, Circe. I’m not opposed to you being here, but… might I ask why, exactly you’re sticking with me?” I asked as I turned to Circe.
We had all split up our tasks the next morning, going off in different directions after breakfast. Nyx had gone to work with Ricky, of the group she was really the best at managing him. If I left Circe or Merlin with him, I’m almost positive I’d come back to him gagged and stuffed in a corner.
Merlin had gone off to scout the a...
2025-10-18 13:36:12 +0000 UTC
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Once Circe, Nyx, and Merlin all agreed we had done all we could do for Ricky’s love life, we returned back to Ricky's shop, where the man proceeded to produce a rubber ducky that had an endless tequila fountain.
While it would be priceless to so many people, Ricky continued to drink from it until he passed out on the workbench. Apparently he thought the move would rid him of any of the embarrassment from the earlier encounters.
“So,” Circe said while Nyx put a blanket over t...
2025-10-17 06:00:09 +0000 UTC
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After Ricky closed up his shop, a process that involved draping covers over the rubber duckies, perfectly positioning a number of them, turning out his light, and setting an atrocious number of locks and wards on the door that would have caved with a single kick anyway, we went just around the corner to the inn with the blue eye on the sign.
“Does she own the place?” Circe asked as we walked in.
“Oh no, nothing like that,” Ricky said, eyes shifting back and forth, rubbing ...
2025-10-16 15:21:00 +0000 UTC
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