Numbering change
I changed the numbering on the chapters to make it simpler (which is important for when I do the audio).
So the next chapter is Overpowered Wizard B2 Ch6: Zarian's Profile Notes
2024-08-27 13:51:03 +0000 UTC View Post
I changed the numbering on the chapters to make it simpler (which is important for when I do the audio).
So the next chapter is Overpowered Wizard B2 Ch6: Zarian's Profile Notes
2024-08-27 13:51:03 +0000 UTC View PostAfter eating enough for a dozen men, Zarian was getting sloshed at Reiki’s dungeon coffee bar like he was at a Marine party with lots of booze.
The place had warm red and brown tones with wooden furnishings like a tavern set near the entrance to the dungeon. There was the smell of roasted coffee, cooked food, and sweet beer in the air. It was a comforting place, perfect for cutting loose or drowning one’s misery. He wasn’t the only one.
Gilbert drank like a fish in water. Na...
2024-08-26 15:34:12 +0000 UTC View PostBianca had joined the freedom alignment. She was free good +5.
She collapsed.
Zarian caught her. He helped her down to her knees gently. She shivered in his arms, squirming against his chest, not to get away, but to delve deeper into his embrace.
Para wrapped them both up together, providing comfort and adoration, the cloak quivering. As expected, Bianca’s waterworks came, and they sounded traumatic.
Naomi bent down and rubbed her hand over Bianca’s head as the Cub...
2024-08-25 15:30:04 +0000 UTC View PostA part of Zarian’s Fractured Mind saw the old Gilbert, a big, blue-eyed, straw-haired, stereotypical American that could’ve played lineman in the NFL. Here in the World of Castles and Caverns, dressed in the runic leather armor of the Wolf Dragon Hunter suits, Gilbert also looked like a half-charming, half-barbaric, warrior prince.
The full beard on his chin fitted him. He shouldn’t shave it anymore. The beard might cushion the force of Zarian’s punches, especially the last one ...
2024-08-25 15:27:48 +0000 UTC View PostZarian watched as Naomi scrolled through her notifications. He didn’t see her notifications directly, but he knew she was looking based on how her eyes unfocused from him and twitched. He saw the corner of her mouth quirk up. She’d reached the note for the new achievement.
“What? It’s divine! That’s my first one!” Naomi barely contained her glee. “Okay. Sorry. I’m going to be a hypocrite with you. I didn’t even think about it. I dumped all one hundred points into Willp...
2024-08-24 14:50:45 +0000 UTC View PostZarian was kneeling on a patch of dirt and grass that wasn’t soaked in blood. He was in a foreign world far from his original world. Hells, he wasn’t in the universe he’d grown up in.
White blocky clouds drifted like fluffy tetris pieces sailing in the wide blue sky. Patches of cobblestone hid under fields of colorful wildflowers. Various creatures, like little drakes and elemental avians, skittered and flitted about around him.
In the distance, he saw a small hill made of f...
2024-08-24 14:49:15 +0000 UTC View PostI was looking at the ending and thought I could add a little more to tie it all together better and ground Zarian's thought process which leads us to Book 2.
I'll probably mess with it some more later.
Let me know what you think.
Also, we'll continue with Book 2 tomorrow. The schedule remains the same, which is daily posts unless something comes up or I need a break.
I do have a flight to Bulgaria for a friend's wedding in early September. I'll keep you updated. Thanks...
2024-08-23 19:11:52 +0000 UTC View PostWhat was power?
Was it the whip of the master striking the slave’s back?
Was it the heart of a rebellion? The flames of insurrection? The fight against the oppressor’s oppression?
Was power the freedom to choose what you want and do things however you want? Regardless of what others thought? Regardless of the damage that could be wrought?
What was power?
Was it the destruction of a foe? Was it to see a place and just go? Was it the secret to increasing one’...
2024-08-23 13:29:15 +0000 UTC View PostAlright guys, here it is.
The freaking last chapter. The end of OP Wizard Book 1.
Are you ready?
ARE YOU SURE YOU'RE READY?!!!
We've been hyping this up for a long while now.
I don't think you're ready for what's about to happen.
It's nearly 6,000 words long.
Enjoy every bit of it (along with the typos).
But seriously, I don't think any of you could've guess what's about to happen.
Make sure to prepare yourself before you read.
Let m...
2024-08-23 13:22:57 +0000 UTC View PostWoo, fuck, that was a close one! Zarian thought, cutting off all his abilities, especially Void Layer.
That was a close one. He’d nearly bottomed out, and that would’ve been embarrassing. Nobody other than Para understood the panic Zarian felt toward the end while encased in void-layered dark armor.
He must’ve looked like an unstoppable fiend as he endured Bianca’s endless light show and heavenly wrath. He was actually cutting it close toward the end until Pa...
2024-08-22 14:21:13 +0000 UTC View PostThe pre-fight talk with Bianca was both personal and necessary. Zarian used the time wisely to decide on his alpha skill loadout before the verbal exchange ended. Because of the genuine threat posed by Bianca with good +5, he figured it was best to use his greatest stuff up front.
That included the Parasite Cloak +1, Spectral Spider Network +1, Straight Darkness +2, Grimoire of the Mad Voidling Exile, and Summon Wizard Hat +1.
Having Straight Darkness +2 in the alpha skill section...
2024-08-22 14:19:37 +0000 UTC View PostDon't murder me for this upcoming chapter.
Please.
Enjoy! This is the second-to-last chapter of Overpowered Wizard Book 1!
2024-08-22 14:18:23 +0000 UTC View PostThe kobolds had reached the wall for the first time in this Mythical Regional Event. Now, the fighting would become a little more dangerous for the young soldiers and acolytes.
However, Zarian and his people weren’t without tricks.
The strange physics of the fortress resisted damage and healed from damage on its own. Enough applied force would break through, but Hannah’s magical cubic fortifications were tougher than anything normally made by the kingdom without some source of...
2024-08-21 14:52:04 +0000 UTC View PostOn the eastern wall, Zarian used his Spectral Spider Network +1 to watch the Rumble Psion move to her mostly solo position. He could sense everything through the multiple spiders staged in the area or by observing through Naomi herself, granting him the ultimate vicarious view.
Notably, one of the changes to the fortifications from last night were platforms on the ramparts that hung past the wall’s edge. That way, it was easier to attack enemies scrambling up the walls from the sides ...
2024-08-21 14:49:44 +0000 UTC View PostThanks for waiting everyone! Let's continue with the next chapters that'll end Book 1 of Overpowered Wizard! We're almost there!
2024-08-21 14:47:05 +0000 UTC View PostFive hundred skeletons rose from the muck just when the soldiers and the acolytes reached the end of the walled lane leading to the entrance.
The young men and women all came to a bumbling stop and watched the skeletons shed their useless flesh, pluck out left-over organs from inside their rib cages, and strip themselves of lingering muscles and tendons until they were all bone white, the rain washing away the blood.
“Finish off the survivors among the kobolds and help get the c...
2024-08-17 17:01:42 +0000 UTC View PostZarian remembered times in the barracks when one Marine would set up nights for drinking and watching epic fantasy movies. There was a lot of booze, of course, and hours spent marathoning Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, the Chronicles of Narnia, and so on.
In those movies, he remembered how the heroes were cornered, their backs pressed against the wall, and the enemy forces seemed too big and scary and ruthless for anyone to fight.
He’d even felt dread for some of his favorite cha...
2024-08-17 16:59:29 +0000 UTC View PostHey everyone, I just wanted to let you know I've suffered some burnout the past two weeks. I've recovered from the most part, but I thought it'll be nice to give myself some break time here and there.
After today's chapter I'm going to take three days off and come back with another chapter Wednesday, 8/21/2024
Thanks for all the support! And I hope you enjoy how things are going!
We're almost at the end of Book 1 and things are going to blow you away like you've never expec...
2024-08-17 16:57:45 +0000 UTC View PostZarian walked to the center of the Ride-or-Die Fort, where a market place had once existed for the local humans before the kobolds attacked. Now all the broken vendor stalls were gone.
The soldiers had carried away the dead remains and debris while acolytes helped with cleaning up, so it was a more sanitary and neat place, just about perfect for placing down a dungeon core.
Para formed a scoop to dig up a deep enough hole before Zarian placed the core down. Then Para pushed the lo...
2024-08-16 18:47:57 +0000 UTC View PostZarian adjusted the collar of his repaired Wolf Dragon Hunter suit as he looked around the destruction of the walled village. He stepped over puddles of blood, separated limbs, claw marks, and more signs of the savage violence that had swept across a home for local humans.
When he looked further ahead, he saw a gaping hole in the northern wall. In front of that were piles of knocked over stone caked in blood.
The air was thick with buzzing carrion insects. Avian beasts circled aro...
2024-08-15 16:01:22 +0000 UTC View Post“I would’ve preferred a cool void beam or something,” Zarian said after looking over the new spell in his profile. “Man, is it me or I don’t get anything direct from these wizard spells?”
Almost all of them were situational, even the gator one. Granted, it made the use of spells interesting when he had to think on his feet about how to best implement them.
It wasn’t like he was hurting to have a direct damage spell. What was a lightning spell going to do for him, rea...
2024-08-14 15:09:59 +0000 UTC View Post“Hey, there big guy, what happened here?” Zarian asked, flying into the scene with the wailing giant.
Bianca zipped in across the grassy field and around ancient stone columns beneath him, ready to provide Zarian back up. The extra precaution was necessary.
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The giant was one hundred feet tall with massive stony arms and thick legs that end with wide and round feet. Two long and curved ivory tusks thrust out from the sides of hi...
2024-08-14 15:07:57 +0000 UTC View PostLeaving Bianca to contemplate on his warning, Zarian went over to the crafting wagon. He found Hannah sitting on a bench and diligently journaling as she looked intently into Reiki’s dungeon core.
Strangely, instead of inquiring about Hannah’s new hobbies, he realized he hadn’t fully informed everyone of the situation at Castle Grimrock. Thinking over that, he made use of his Spectral Spider Network and sent everyone a ping. Once they all responded, he pulled them into his head ex...
2024-08-13 17:45:40 +0000 UTC View PostTournament arc! Tournament arc! Tournament arc!
Zarian’s thoughts ran rampant with the same thing repeatedly. His Fractured Mind was no help when every segment was overrun. He wanted to join the tournament. He wanted to do it within the next year or two. If not, he might ascend from Corma and miss out.
Unless he waited for it.
“Gah! There’s nothing I can do about that right now.” Zarian lay back.
He had the folded canvas tarp for the wagon’s cover un...
2024-08-13 17:43:25 +0000 UTC View PostZarian made sure Para had a taste of the scraps Rickard left behind. There wasn’t much, yet the Parasite Cloak enjoyed every bite. Then Para ate her fill of the Royal Guards’ corpses while Zarian said farewell to everyone who wanted to see them off, which were mainly the beggars.
Everyone other than Zarian’s party acted queasy and disturbed from the loud flesh-tearing, bone-cracking sounds of Para feasting, but Zarian didn’t let that dampen the occasion. He understood the weakne...
2024-08-12 19:18:48 +0000 UTC View Post“You know how bad this would’ve gotten if you attacked at night,” Zarian said, while waiting for the White Roses of Purgehunt and Purehome to recover and prepare for the next round. Zarian yammered away with little to no concern: “It’s morning. I’m bathed in sunlight. I have to burn aura to conjure darkness when I don’t have enough nearby. This is your best opportunity to kill me up here on the surface.”
A few minutes had gone by while he sat on his throne and let the en...
2024-08-11 17:04:44 +0000 UTC View PostZarian hadn’t lived a great life before the Infinita Star System.
He’d grown up in the worst end of the foster care program. He’d existed as an outcast at school. He’d left the Marines with a bad conduct discharge. He’d lived on the streets for a while, with a little sister only he could see and his emerging dark magic, all of which could’ve been made up or part of his craziness.
Months after opening a portal to another world, Zarian was having the time of his life. He...
2024-08-10 17:01:20 +0000 UTC View PostZarian and Naomi were sitting side by side on the kitchen counter, their shoulders leaned up against each other. They were trading boot camp stories and laughing at the hilarious or embarrassing moments they’d faced during their formative months as basic Marines.
There wasn’t anything left in the kitchen. Everything was packed up, sold, or donated to a new charitable effort Arnold of Ambrose was setting up.
Zarian rubbed his hand over the fancy marble counter as he and Naomi h...
2024-08-09 17:58:46 +0000 UTC View PostZarian woke up and immediately knew it was night time. He rolled out of his bed and checked his body. Everything was working fine and back in order. Hell, he looked pretty good, honestly.
Had he put on more weight in muscle?
It wasn’t much. But it was noticeable.
When he looked over to the side, he saw Para was still holding onto the dungeon core, and Reiki was still evolving. He smiled at his Parasite Cloak and patted her material. Para extended a tentacle and patte...
2024-08-08 18:43:45 +0000 UTC View PostZarian was in another dream, but more nightmarish than usual. Sinfeast was back, and Zarian had both hands wrapped tight around the deplorable god’s neck. He squeezed his grip and shook the god back and forth, smashing the back of the evil god’s head against the alleyway wall.
Blurry vehicles passed by on the street outside the alley, like a moving pastel picture of the urban sprawl Zarian knew as a beggar back in the old world. Blurry figures walked by in a hurry. Nobody cared abou...
2024-08-08 17:33:59 +0000 UTC View Post