Wifi down, chapters delayed by a day...
What the title says, chapter or chapters will be up tomorrow... Mostly finished with one. So there will be two tomorrow, then I'll use Sunday to draft some of the climax and update again on monday.
Peace.
What the title says, chapter or chapters will be up tomorrow... Mostly finished with one. So there will be two tomorrow, then I'll use Sunday to draft some of the climax and update again on monday.
Peace.
The temple of the goddess sat at the very edge of the valley. Thankfully, it was the opposite side to where the demons were scourging. Since the solstice was approaching and with it the awakening ceremony, the withered chapel had been renovated to a degree which was at least presentable to the people.
Mum did not care about that. Before we even landed, I found a few people awaiting our arrival. Mostly the clergy and religious folks who kept the p...
2025-08-13 23:15:32 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 87: Rescue
"Mum! Mum!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, even though she was flying right towards me. "Mum! Father—he's fighting an Ashhound out there! You need to—"
Her arms caught me in an embrace before pulling me up to her eye level. "You're fine!" Her gleaming golden eyes examined me thoroughly, turning me over, as though nothing else mattered in the world. "You're fine, thank the light."
"Mum, Father is in danger."
"Slow down. Breathe...
2025-08-13 18:57:16 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 86: Nascent Demon Hunter
Sizzling vital essence rushed through my veins, uplifting me, but most significantly, it restored my depleated Will and essence. My exhaustion was largely burned away, the strain buried by the flood of intoxicating power searing through me. But all that was merely an aftereffect of the empowerment.
I was certain if I could get even a minute to sit down, to unify the essence, I could advance to Noble Class right there and then. If o...
2025-08-12 18:22:28 +0000 UTC View PostA/N: Sorry about the delay. This had been a bastard chapter to write. I may have used the words, Horrid and Foul, an unhealthy number of times. I'm still very satisfied with how it turned out.
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Chapter 85: Demon Hunting
The forcefield barely cushioned the blow. We crashed so hard that we bounced up a couple of feet before falling back into the cruel embrace of the earth. Eran was tossed a couple of metres away.
Blood dripped from my lips. Bef...
2025-08-11 15:51:02 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 84: Way Home
Before I knew it, Father stood before us like a wall, the unsheathed blade ready in his palms.
"Stay behind me," he commanded, and then his figure vanished from our side.
My eyes shifted to follow him, when the very foremost devourer's head fell to the ground, murky blood spraying a metre up from its severed neck. The weakest of these ghoulish demons were as strong as Noble-class augmenters, possessing superior regenerative and healing c...
2025-08-09 15:42:01 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 83: What Lurks in the Dark
It was usually snowy in Karmel Valley during winter, but this year there had hardly been any proper snowfall. If only that had made the weather a little warmer. No, the wind was still bone-chilling, biting through the thick clothes, harassing us throughout our ascent.
Without the white covering, the climb was at least easier. I peered towards the mountains ahead, spread like an uneven array of waves, with mist drifting about. The...
2025-08-08 16:20:34 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 82: Sword Sense
The more I practised the Forcefield formation, the greater my amazement grew at the formation engraved in the [Band of Protection]. Its defence was even stronger, almost impenetrable by anyone below the Fabled class. However, what was even more astounding was its essence efficiency compared to the Stormguard set.
My bracelet could run twice as long with the same essence supply. Well, having essence threads to do the heavy lif...
2025-08-04 21:01:01 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 81: Strain
The training Father was putting me under not only demanded peak physical performance, but it also drained my mental energy unreasonably. To the point that I felt a noticeable decline in my other tasks, especially when I worked on the Stormguard set for Aleya and Priam.
The set was mostly functional now; Aleya could fly around wearing it with a bit of practice. Setting the levitation formations on the pieces was even easier than my own b...
2025-08-02 19:55:09 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 80: New Sparring Partners
The merit list was posted the very next day after the written exam ended. To no one's surprise, I claimed the top spot with a score of 12.7 out of 10.
At first, I thought it was a mistake, that it was ridiculous to receive more points than the evaluation allowed. But apparently, it wasn’t the case. Once a student outperforms the tests, they show it by awarding extra points. Most of mine seemed to have come from the Headmaster’...
2025-07-30 21:29:41 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 79: True Swordsman
After a couple of hours of rest, the weakness in my muscles faded away. I planned to continue my weaving practice, implementing the eight additional threads to get accustomed to them. But Mum insisted I take a rest for the remainder of the day.
I could only comply. The sky was already dark, the sun having set hours ago. By the time I was done writing this week’s journal, it would be dinner time.
But it appeared we weren’t done ...
2025-07-27 18:18:50 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 78: Patrician
I lurched up in alarm. My chest heaved in unrest, head too foggy to recognise the shift in my surroundings. Through blurry eyes, I saw the familiar slanted ceiling, wooden beams supporting the roof of my room. I was rested on my bed, feeling a deep-rooted fatigue in my muscles. Even moving took an effort I’d rather not invest.
[Congratulations! Way of Arcane Resistance IV (107/100) is complete.]
[+4 Fortitude.]
2025-07-25 22:50:18 +0000 UTC
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A/N: A bit longer chapter, much to my depression and adding to my sleep deprivation. I wonder why it takes me 2 hours to edit a chapter when all the authors I have talked to barely needed half an hour. I do add 10-20% words, but that shouldn't take me that long... Skill issue, probably...
This chapter was fun.
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Chapter 77: Raging Endurance
Headmaster Larius only called students in pairs or in groups of four into his chamber for the G...
2025-07-21 23:33:42 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 76: Demonstration
Despite coming down, I did not cease using the levitation boots in the duel, much to Priam's dismay.
Although I wasn't as good at utilising the boots on the ground as I was in the air, I had improved tremendously under Father's tutelage over the last few weeks. The main problem was that the boots were not made for running on the ground. It didn’t help that I hadn’t made the additional gears to circumvent that.
Father and I had w...
2025-07-21 21:28:44 +0000 UTC View PostA/N: Arilyn is currently 9 in Earth years, while Eran, Priam being around 10-11... I plan on making them all age two or three years more in the edit, just so that it would make more sense. That is the only drastic change I'll be making. Additionally, there may be a couple of new chapters added somewhere in between the stories and some changes to the system dynamics, nothing that would affect your reading experience, hopefully.
Oh, there are like 25 chapters remaining for Book One. Then ...
2025-07-21 18:56:29 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 73: Influential Artifact
The new piece had similar enchantments to the painting I made for Mum, but instead of Mental Rehabilitation, the painting of the elven woman, Veiled Dream, seemed to confuse the observer within its illusions. Although its power was weak, barely keeping a low-class Awakened imprisoned for a few minutes, it baffled me how this enchantment came to be.
Mum’s words came to mind, that an artisan’s emotions and mood played a great rol...
2025-07-16 22:26:51 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 72: Veiled Dream
“I hope you have recovered well enough to carry out my request,” said Dreamweaver Prisca as she crept into our house.
“I’ve been well for a long time, Magister,” Mum answered. “As for the matter you are worried about, as long as you can provide what I need, you have nothing to worry.”
A girl, perhaps only a few seasons older than me, trailed behind, her fingers clutching the hem of the older woman’s robes. She stood a...
2025-07-11 21:57:08 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 71: Homebound
The fall announced its arrival with an unrelenting ashen storm that lasted for weeks. The institution had to be dismissed. Even the most common folks’ livelihoods were hampered. The biggest dilemma I faced, however, was the inability to use my levitation boots.
The ashen storm did fall back now and then, but those were merely intervals, not a true conclusion.
Honestly, I didn’t miss the institution all that much. But what I wo...
2025-07-09 19:02:46 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 70: Bare Minimum Shaping Skill
My daily routine had changed drastically in the last few days. For one thing, flying was taking me around an hour every day—not that I called any of it a waste. On the contrary, I was using it everywhere to save time. Walking to the institution used to take me half an hour at a normal pace, but with the levitation boots at full acceleration, it was only a matter of seconds.
If only all that flying counted towards the Way. It did measure som...
2025-07-05 21:46:51 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 69: Levitating
My levitation boots were almost complete. It had taken more than a week, and a great deal of help from Mum—mostly because I had no experience in crafting shoes. Their build wasn’t entirely like alloyed combat boots. I had used high-reinforced leathers, referencing Mum’s old designs.
As it turned out, studying her old designs not only solved most of the problems I was facing, but even eradicated the issues I failed to consider, such as ...
2025-07-03 21:59:08 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 67: Aura Resonance
The returning flight was much more tame compared to the shocking speed at which Mum had driven us on the way here, allowing us to appreciate the full thrill of flying. Despite flying being one of my long-time goals, a part of me couldn’t wait for it to finish. The duel had formed too many questions I couldn't wait to ask Father.
The way his aura manipulated the elements of nature was nothing I had ever encountered or even read about. E...
2025-07-01 19:56:58 +0000 UTC View PostA/N: The next chapter is a bit longer... I'll probably continue to release in bulk of two or three chapters, unless you guys say otherwise...
Getting Mum’s approval, Magus Selene flew off towards the western mountains like a streak of an arrow, unconcerned whether the one she challenged would follow or not.
Father exercised his knuckles and rested his palm over the pommel of his blade. “Looks like I can finally put these...
2025-06-18 19:31:21 +0000 UTC View PostA/N: Sorry for the delay... Lost a lot of patrons these days, but I can only blame myself. I'll deliver all the chapters I owe as soon as I can.
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Chapter 62: Crude Attacks
Before the two instructors clashed, I yanked Diana and another kid nearby to withdraw towards the institution building.
"Everyone, get back!"
The cheers stopped as soon as I cried, but it wasn’t my warning that interrupted them, but the aura blasted outwards from the ...
2025-06-07 16:04:46 +0000 UTC View PostA/N: Sorry about the delay, there was a bit of a hiccup. The next release will come in a bulk.
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Chapter 60: Duel
Immunis Lucien hesitated on his way out, when Mum called after him,
“Not you. Sit down.”
The Immunis froze on the spot, while Mum rested on the couch after a thorough check on me. Finding nothing amiss, her gaze shifted to Lucien once more.
Lucien swallowed his breath and, like an obedient child, quickly sat o...
2025-05-24 21:37:42 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 59: Arrogant Prick
As I entered our courtyard, the wagon had already settled in, with a familiar face unloading boxes of materials from it. From the look of it, they seemed to have brought almost double the articles compared to last time, almost enough to last a season if we went about them in a relaxed manner.
While subcontracting the works to rural regions was a cheaper option compared to the standard rate of artisans in big cities, the tedious journey t...
2025-05-16 21:17:26 +0000 UTC View Post1. Pausing billing in Patreon because I feel bad about charging without releasing the last few days.
2. Chapters will still be updated, albeit at a slower rate...
Hey guys,
Sorry for the lack of updates. For the last few days, I haven’t been able to work properly. I’m not sure if it’s a story issue or a mental health problem, but the inability to deliver chapters has only added to the stress to the point ...
2025-04-14 19:30:37 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 58: A Way
Like most skills, the secret to playing the violin becomes heavily evident once I get my groove on it. It was the oldest trick of all. Practice. Master Kaius, with whom I had a couple of musical sessions, said the same thing. There was no alternative to practice in the way of mastery.
Even when it came to music or playing a musical instrument, talent might have its place, but even the most talented soul couldn't find their way without pr...
2025-04-08 22:35:54 +0000 UTC View PostSorry for the delay. It required a bit of rewriting and now had become the longest chapter, though not by a long shot, about 3.3k words.
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Chapter 57: Somnus' Reverie
With the Praetorian office only a few blocks away, Ashlyn wasted no time heading there to draw up the legal contract. It took a bit of time, considering how busy the offices usually were. Thankfully, she managed to complete it within an hour, having extensive experience with these legali...
2025-04-04 19:08:58 +0000 UTC View PostAshlyn
Arilyn jolted awake with a shrill cry, his body jerking upright. Quickly, Ashlyn dropped to her knees next to him and caught him before he could collapse back.
Her son’s heart pounded, the thumping too loud in her ears. Still catching his breath, he forced himself to stand, acting as if it was nothing, perhaps to reassure her. Even though he barely showed any outward signs of anxiety, Ashlyn knew too much about the horrors...
2025-04-02 21:36:25 +0000 UTC View PostThe world was really a small place, it seemed, at least for those who had lived long enough.
The Dreamweaver looked even older than Master Kaius. That was perhaps convincing enough for the hundred winters she had experienced, though the years of toil had not yet managed to bend her back. Her face was wrinkled, her head full of grey hair, neatly combed and let loose over her shoulders. She wore the signature magus robes, covering her whole form, with black and ...
2025-04-01 22:36:26 +0000 UTC View Post