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Apocalypse Cultivation 2, ch 36

Jake woke up and nothing around him had really changed, which was surprising.  He really should have died while he was defenseless on the ground.

The Dead City was cold, uninviting, dangerous, alien…but he was still alive to be oppressed by it.  His soul was still intact, too.  A little bruised and wounded, but still there.

He got up slowly, painfully, and began cycling his cultivation base.  That action was calming, but also hurt like hell.  His body, m...

Apocalypse Cultivation 2, ch 35

Okay, a few things about this chapter.  This is not the end of the book but we are getting close. :)

First, some of you might remember some parts of this plot art from a dream I had like 3 years ago.  Yes, I wrote this book to include that.  If you remember the dream, you might know where this is going.

Second, please forgive any wonky formatting.  I switched between multiple writing programs for this chapter.

As usual, this chapter will have less poli...

Apocalypse Cultivation 2, ch 34

Six renown points, thought Jake.

He kept thinking of ways to avoid spending the points.  Nothing and nobody was forcing him to enter a dangerous, dead city.  He could just walk away, maybe even use the Reward System to get some sort of invisibility or fast travel.

But that would still require using renown points, and it also wouldn’t address the fundamental problem that Jake was too weak right now.  Just flying and hoping for the best was risky as hell. 2022-10-02 08:23:42 +0000 UTC View Post

Apocalypse Cultivation 2, ch 33

Over the next few days of travel, Jake was still glad to be out of the Web Burrows but his overall mood grew more somber.

The Murim World was huge and dangerous as hell.  This was made extremely obvious through a few close calls and just observing the world around them.

Jake needed to get stronger.  It was as much a fact of survival as much as going back to help his home world at this point.

On the second day of flying, he’d had the presence of mind to pull up th...

Apocalypse Cultivation 2, ch 32

“Is this far enough to talk?” asked Jake.

“I have no idea, boss.  But we’ve been walking for two days straight, so if not, I doubt another day will matter.”

“Good point.”

The two of them had suddenly found themselves in an empty, arid place after making their Cultivation Oaths to become inner sect, Skull of Secrets disciples.  One moment they’d been in an opulent mansion in the Web Burrows, and the next, they were outside.  There’d barely ev...

Apocalypse Cultivation 2, ch 31

The three of them walked unopposed toward the mysterious double doors to the forbidden, private area.  On the way, Jake reflected on the fact his escape plan had gone to hell.  The Clay Bat might still be able to teleport, but he wasn’t sure if Bartok was completely healed yet after getting shot to hell.

Slim walked at his side.  The normally chipper, unflappable man plodded along, gingerly nursing one arm.

Behind them, a clean and serene Nag Geru followed.  ...

Apocalypse Cultivation 2, ch 30

Once Jake was outside the challenge portal, his hackles rose immediately.  He shouldn’t have been gone from the Web Burrows for very long at all, but he remembered in a flash how he’d felt weird about the vast caverns he’d unearthed.

And the worst, most deadly demon beasts in the Web Burrows were always in the large caverns.

Jake thought he heard something in the darkness and didn’t stick around to find out what it was.  He was really not wanting another fight to...

Apocalypse Cultivation 2, ch 29

After stepping through this portal, he didn’t lose consciousness like the last time, but Jake didn’t also didn’t experience an endless moment like he had with Conophta’s portal.  Instead, it was like no time had passed when he suddenly found himself in the Morrigan’s garden.

The Goddess did not acknowledge Jake’s presence.  She was practicing with a spear, and it was one of the most beautiful things Jake had ever seen.  He slowly sat to watch.

Every stri...

Apocalypse Cultivation 2, ch 28

Jake called up his interface from the Mini Map, enhanced.  He’d checked it before, while restrained and being pulled to this place, but sure enough it was still working perfectly.

The weird chaos of this planet and its many illusions might be able to confuse even some of the most powerful warriors, and probably the highest technology, but it didn’t fool Jake’s map.  As always, it had recorded wherever he’d been, creating an easily accessed map in his h...

Apocalypse Cultivation 2, ch 27

I just realized that I called the last chapter part of, "Jake's Story 2," and I'm gonna leave it. lol

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When Jake woke up, his first thought was how happy he was that he was still alive.  His second thought was that maybe it’d be better if he were dead.  Everything hurt, both his arms and shoulders were badly burned, and he was completely out of energy.

What was worse, the backlash from using Phoenix Peircing Talon had poisoned his energy.  He...

Jakes Story 2, ch 26

Alright, Plan A and Plan B are a bust.  Time for Plan C.

Canophta’s heavy footsteps echoed on the marble floor, returning from wherever he’d gone to.  Jake’s original plan had been to escape his restraints, hide by the entry to the hallway the minotaur had gone down, and ambush him with everything he had left.

Jake tested his restraints in a way he hadn’t before, trying to test his range of motion.  Hmmm, no great, but not too bad, either.  A n...

Apocalypse Cultivation 2, Ch 25

Okay this is it for the uploads tonight. :)

I'm working my ass off trying to get this book done this week.

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Jake didn’t exactly lose consciousness, his mind just couldn’t properly comprehend what was happening.  He instinctively knew that time, space, and every other building block of reality was being stretched, moved around, or even replaced.

The sensation didn’t last long, or maybe it did.  Jake had no way to tell.  Not...

Apocalypse Cultivation, ch 24

Jake panted as he hid behind a looted Taco Bell.  He grimly tightened the bandages he’d place above and on his wound.  Even spinning his cultivation base and using every trick he had to avoid acknowledging pain, it hurt like hell.

He’d kill a few more raiders while escaping.  The reality was the he’d gotten luck.  Bartok had gone down in a really good area for Jake to avoid being completely exposed.  Flash stepping was great and all, but Jake was slowing d...

Apocalypse Cultivation 2, ch 23

“Night just never fucking ends,” Jake muttered to himself.  Bartok winged through the sky, following the road back in the direction Jake had come before.  He’d been pretty sure he’d known where the kidnappers had gone, but once he was up in the air he’d been able to immediately confirm it.

The van was running without visible lights, but it was using infrared lights.  Veil Piercing Phoenix Eyes were proving to be incredibly helpful.  Maybe because they were ...

Apocalypse Cultivation 2, ch 22

Jake was in an incredibly bad mood when he rode the clay bat back to the schools.  The fact the boombox was playing “Dance Monkey” now, and he hated that song, was not helping matters.  He didn’t bother turning the boom box off, though.  It felt appropriate to be blasting music that made him want to stick sharpened pencils in his ear holes.

Blood steadily dripped from his elbow.  His burns hurt like hell.  Every time he cycled his cultivation base, his mer...

Apocalypse Cultivation 2, ch 21

Holy shit this fucking thing is fast, thought Jake.  He was strong as hell, too.  In general, Jake’s opponent was stronger, faster, and tougher that he was.  His magic was incredibly strong.  Every weapon the minotaur swung seemed to have some sort of magical effect, and he didn’t seem to care too much about breaking them.  This was the first time Jake had ever fought an enemy with dimensional storage like he had, and it was fucking annoying.  And sc...

Apocalypse Cultivation 2, ch 20

I'm going to be posting more chapters later today. :)

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Jake was feeling a bit of euphoria.  The last time he’d been on earth, things had been a lot different.  Almost all of his memories after being reincarnated had revolved around being shot, beat up, or near death.  It was nice to be seal clubbing for a change.

Most of the monsters he was fighting were probably rank D or so, with a few rank C.  Jake himself was probably still rank C as a mo...