NoLifeNeeded

I Am Sorry

I am not feeling very eloquent right now so I will be blunt instead. I am dying.

This week I've learned that I do not have long and that there's really nothing I can do about it. I wish I would have started this story earlier... Showed more of it to the world...

Regardless, thank you for being an amazing audience. I've released all the chapters I had written up. Love you all. Stay safe.

Thank you to everyone that supported this story and I am sorry for letting you down.

Chapter 71: Talk About The Dragon In The Room

It is, in fact, a house, and luckily my head isn’t mounted like a trophy through its wall. Instead, I find myself half buried in a garden, covered in splatters of tomato juice, bell peppers, eggplants, and that’s ignoring the condiments and other plants that turned me into a well seasoned sack of meat ready to be put on the grill. Going by the mana that I feel around me, I am still in the thing’s domain, though, which doesn’t make me very happy, aside from having an easy source...

Chapter 70: Naked Lady In The Woods 2

There is one less tree in the forest, not that it does me much good, but I needed to vent my frustrations. I take one nap and suddenly find myself who knows where, separated from the group that lives only because one baron’s kid decided to commit a crime just because I happened to save his siblings, and I am starting to really believe that the slaver goddess cursed me with bad luck. Everything since the attack has been a constant battle with a few reprises that ended sooner than they...

Interlude 11: Aftermath Of A Bad Hunt

Autumn set in full by the time Fredrik reached his home. He was tired, a different kind of tired than one would expect from the long trek, but tired nonetheless. Sadly for him, his father called him in and there was no chance for him to refuse. He handed what was left of his luggage and equipment over to some servants, then he took a rather swift bath to recover, before changing into some more presentable clothes. Urgent really meant ‘as fast as you can without breaking etiquette’, so he ...

Chapter 69: Tired Of It All

Edith has a good head on her shoulders and despite always seeming to think that she’s out of her depth, she makes the best of the worst situations just by being quick witted. Thanks to that, I find her rather quickly as I look down at the ground, probably appearing like a distortion in the sky with my altered shroud. She reached our camping spot and was running herself ragged trying to use whatever mild, primitive medicines she had gotten or made at some point in order to patch up th...

Chapter 68: No Second Chances.

“Identify yourself!” It was Roland that spoke first, pointing a sword my way. I turned to look at him, feeling my body tremble with anger.

They dared to come back. I gave them so many chances and they dared to come back. I feel disappointed in myself for sparing them, even if it was the safest thing to do at that time. I take a deep breath to calm myself as I get close… but then the singular knight pointed his sword at Verah.

“Another step and I take her head, monster!” ...

Chapter 67: A Shocking Betrayal

//As I wrote on RR, I had to be away for the past week, that coupled with my decision to ultimately rewrite the previous two chapters lead to this delay. The next monday chapter will be posted normally, no need to worry about that and I thank you for being patient with me.

//You will see that the previous two chapters contain parts of the old chapter 65, but they also contain a lot of new stuff, so I think it's more than worth to read them over again. This chapter isn't changed. Also, a...

Chapter 66: A Party Of Beginnings, A Party Of Endings (Rewrite)

We reached the town at sunrise, yet people seemed to already be preparing for party. The large field behind a mansion was covered in tables and decorations, with people working on setting it all up. Sadly we had to stop well out of town and clear any marks of anyone other than Edith living here. Verah is impossible to hide, her height and large horns making her stand out like a beacon, and while Meruk could hide as a cloaked coachman, using thick, leather gloves to hide his feathery, t...

Chapter 65: Life Of The Nomad (Rewrite)

“Do you think… Do you think that their lives are better? Do you think they are now alright?” I am stretched as long as I can possibly go, almost stretching from one side of the wagon to the other thanks to my longer neck and tails. I am not quite there, but I do have my head peeking out, since we’re far enough from everything to not need to hide quite so well. I can’t help but look up at the clear sky, instead of focusing on the women sculpting by my side.

“Who? The k...

Interlude 10: A Benevolent Evil Witch.

Thankfully for Roland, his senior sorcerers were right in their deduction. The witch went north, deeper into the kingdom rather than trying to run away from it and go back to the Empire. It took a while to find her trail, but once they did it became clear that she was not exactly subtle. The carriage, the outfit, her name, her tale, she didn’t even change any of it, as if expecting the Baron to not come after her… or maybe not caring? Either way, the main problem they hit was the inabilit...

Chapter 64: Thanks, Karma!

The man whose name I chose to not learn spilled everything the second I tapped my venomous claw against his neck. The base out in the woods, the other brothel, even names for every noble that bought from him. He told me everything about their origin in the empire and how they used the various wars, be they between vassals or between the empire and nearby kingdoms to catch fleeing people and sell them either as labor slaves or to high buyers with particular tastes.

I was more and more di...

Chapter 63: They Never Listen.

See, I know the gods hate me, but this is a bit much. I try my best to keep my composure as I look at the veritable monster of a woman. Having a tree way standoff between their groups and me is already horrifying enough, but seeing her mana properly? This is bad. She’s about as strong as Jan, which means she’s likely to end up stronger than him because she is young as hell. I wouldn’t give her a day past 30 while sporting the power to demolish a building, if I got my numbers righ...

Chapter 62: Is Lying To Criminals Wrong?

Edith walks out the door, seeming annoyed. She snaps her fingers in the direction of the only guard keeping watch on this whole floor, who seems startled at suddenly being acknowledged.

“I know you got these for cheap but I paid a whole gold and the damn thing breaks this quickly? At least go clean up that bloody mess.” She plays it a bit too hard, but it doesn’t seem like the man is too keen on being the next thing Edith “breaks”, so he rushes over…

“What the...

Chapter 61: Where’s Chris When You Need Him?

I ignore the nightlife this time around. I shouldn’t be too surprised about this, really. Slavery in itself is legal around here, so trafficking people is really just a frowned upon business. I bet the only reason the guards are getting pretty tight with security is that they’re not getting their share. Well, now it’s my problem and nobody is getting a share anymore. 

The kids are apparently good at more than just sitting around, looking cute as they learn from the nun...

Chapter 60: Shopping Spree

The morning comes pleasantly for once. While I came here to make sure Edith is not in danger, I did not think about the fact that I am basically unable to do anything but read in here during the day. I can’t even test out my magic, unless I spend my mental bandwidth keeping up both the shadow blob and a silence spell that encompasses my entire body and some. At least I have one thing going for me, namely I have Edith, who can act as my hands and feet out in town. Of course, I don’t want t...

Chapter 59: Going For A Moonlit Walk

Well that was a massive waste of time. I did not find anything even after I spent so much time going through every single corner of the library, checking under every shelf. The only anomalies I stumbled across are windows that popped up in places where the damage was a bit too big for my patchwork fix to hold up properly, some even appeared on the floor which is certainly trippy since the only thing I can see outside of my library is a flood of empty pages, a roiling sea where nothingness mel...

Chapter 58: Hiding in plain sight

A week is not a long time, but since I am no longer forced to sleep most of the day away I ended up being rather productive. To my relief, Edith is a quick learner and her memory is pretty good, so despite having only a few hours to learn she memorized the Vernian alphabet and rough rules, which I memorized in turn and used to read through the books at an alarming rate. I don’t know when I started being so good at parallel thinking, but if I don’t do anything other than read, I can read t...

Interlude 9: Bad Start To A Hunt

///I realized that I forgot to mention in the heist chapter how Heart got to the vault without raising alarms. Since this chapter revisits that, I decided to edit the chapter and add it in. Just so you don’t have to go back and search:
Edith coming here first was very helpful since I didn’t need to search like a madman. I was able to pinpoint the room and dig straight into it without anyone else figuring out, thanks in part to my refined earth magic.

Roland felt only dread as he...

Chapter 57: Now what?

I yawn as I walk through the woods, finally seeing the road. It took me most of the night to catch up, but I did nonetheless. I poke my head into the back of the wagon and I see Edith, startled, looking at me with tired but alert eyes. The pile of gold that’s under her raised bed catches my eye more than her exhaustion, but that’s par for the course. This is… a lot. Nowhere near the absurdity that mother had given us when we were barely born, but this, minus a bit of the f...

Chapter 56: Give Me Your All

Edith found the quietness of her mind to be stressful. She had expected Heart to take some time, especially when handling something that would be a death sentence for her, but the fact that it took a day and a half to hear anything from him was quite scary. Of course, he told her that he was actually back before morning and ended up sleeping to heal slightly, but that did not make things better. Rather, it only worried her more since he was covered in gaping wounds. After hearing everything t...

Chapter 55: You Are What You Eat

///Don't ask. It just happened.

I wake up, feeling refreshed. At least I do for the first five seconds. Afterwards I collapse and roll around as I feel my body burning, but the sensation doesn’t go away. I roar out in pain and the room lights up a bright bioluminescent blue. My body is rotting. The wounds those anglers inflicted are filled with necrotic tissue. I flash my mana, a thick layer of vibrant chaos wrapping around my scales, scorching the rotting parts.

Chapter 54: From A Feeding Frenzy To Pest Control

//I deeeed it. On an unrelated note, I realized recently that I messed up at some point and started writing Michal as Mihal. So, yeah, fixed that up in my notes and now I have to fix it here too. Also, a thing for the patrons that likely don't follow the RR version anymore, do note that formatting is lost because of how Patreon does things, so there's that...

I am between a mountain and a hard place. Not only is the body building fishman right in front of me, but there’s small...