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Chapter 4: Maths
They had a great time, blowing holes in Perry’s ‘new materials’. Nothing was safe, and once the dummies were thoroughly shredded, Perry broke out the prawn gun.Brendon, the beefy young man who weighed at least two hundred and twenty pounds, got knocked on his ass, cradling a bruised collarbone...
Chapter 85: Too Old For This
***The Immortal***Well, this sucks, Corvos Honnuken thought to himself, walking down the street in the guise of an old crone. He’d managed to slip his bonds and get into the city ahead of The Endless, but the army of elites was spilling over the walls of the capital like gods-damned water over a d...
ISM Spell suggestions
Go ahead and give me suggestions for spells that have been industrialized! If it's good, it might find it's way into Perry's repertoire.In order to establish the rules, I'll explain how my magic headcanon works in this universe.Magical ingredients have an Essence inside of them, and ...
Chapter 3: Class Selection
Predictably there was no ‘Magic Tinker’…Thanks dad.Perry cruised through the classes, the System reacting intuitively to his desire to navigate it.Tinker:The base of every Tinker, unlikely to excel at any particular strategy, but without any glaring weaknesses.Perks:Tinker Twitch: User modestl...
Chapter 84: Clinging Evil
***Grant***“Oh gods,” Grant groaned, slumping over, his shoulder screaming in pain.I think he cracked my shoulder blade with that hit.It was a coin-toss now that Tom was out of danger and had the opportunity to calm down. Once he was calm, he would (hopefully) seek out the most logical solution....
What should Perry's Mechsuit be made out of?
I kind of created a funny exploit in the Perk system and wanted to know:What armor material do you think would cause people to tremble in terror, awe, or simple confusion?
Chapter 83: Nice To Meet You Grampa
***Grant***Grant wanted to cry.Grant wanted to breathe.Neither was an option.He was currently tucked into a tiny vent, his body twisted in a configuration it was never meant to be in, lungs collapsed until he could barely keep himself conscious.Taking a page from Hal the Hairy’s playbook.Normally ...
Industrial Strength Magic (Prototype)
Herein lies the (possible) First two chapters of my proposed LitRPG Super Series. I'm gonna need lots of feedback and handholding, because the mentality of people who put on spandex and do good/Evil for the hell of it is foreign to me.We are still going to wrap up book 2 of Soulmonger (5 chapter...
Chapter 82: A Grudge That Transcends Time and Death
***Grant****Grant sat up in bed, eyes wide as he was slaughtered a thousand different ways.“SSSHHIIIT!” He scrambled out of bed, trying to put on pants faster than he ever had in his life, and failing miserably. “Shit, shit, shit, shit!”***Tom Graves***Tom sat in the large warded cell, twidd...
Chapter 81 Blind Spots
“Ow,” Grant grunted, holding his hand over the massive disc-shaped bruise on his stomach.He might be slightly better at reading the future than his aunt. But his view was too myopic, and she’d managed to bluff her way out of his setup after shooting dead center in the disc of steel he’d plac...
Chapter 80: Getting ahead in life
It was a scene from nightmare. Bodies were strewn across the battlefield. Some alive, most not. The dirt that had been thrown into the air by the explosion covered everything and everyone, mixing with the blood so that only a hint of blood peeked out from around the edges of the clumps of mud.If you...
small delay + plans
I got distracted yesterday and today I did some business calls, which usually take the wind out of the sails of my writing. I'm easily distracted. Expect a makeup chapter on sat-sun.To make up for not posting for a couple days, I'll share some thoughts & plans.Going forward, I'd like to ...
79: They Started It
***Chris Campbell, Aging Detective***I’m too old for this shit.Ever since Grant sent him on the mission to find out why the Endless was unstoppable, he’d been riding the razor’s edge of danger. He’d also lost twenty pounds and counting. His family might not even recognize him when he made it...
Chapter 78: If You Can’t Be The Good Guy, Be The Winner
I think the problem here, is that mind control is a power that corrupts super duper crazy fast, and the only people who can control adolescent mind-controllers are other corrupted mind controllers, so you get this awful feedback loop of pure narcissistic evil. I think if we’re gonna raise mind-con...
Chapter 77: Responsibility
Tom held his head in trembling hands as a nauseating mix of adrenaline, shame and animalistic satisfaction rampaged through his body.A large part of him had enjoyed killing that woman. The instant payback. Sweet as cotton candy and just as lacking in substance. The rest of him recoiled violently. Hi...
Chapter 76: Morkel the Spiteful
“You want to do what?” Carol demanded.“I want to capture and interrogate a Morkel.” Tom repeated.“Oh, I’m sorry.I thought you said you wanted to carve up your own leg, then shit in the wound, because that’s pretty much what you just said.” Carol said, crossing her arms.“What, are y...
Chapter 75: The Offer
Raze appeared in the center of the room, and for a moment, the two simply stared at each other. Raze’s eyes caught the lamplight, reflecting bright gold as he locked gazes with Tom. A predator in the night.“You don’t seem surprised to see me.” Raze rumbled.“Saw you coming a mile away,” T...
Chapter 74: Pushback
***Sasha Honnuken*** Sasha watched in horror as the hail of solid steel arrows arced high through the air, glittering in the sun before they fell, tearing through the ranks of the Alakesh like paper.Sasha couldn’t help but imagine a brutal spike descending from the sky and perforating her. She t...
Chapter 73: Drifting
“The distinction between the past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.”-Albert EinsteinTom’s skin seared on one side and froze on the other, his body flooding with a toxic mixture of endorphins and adrenaline as the merciless vacuum tugged the air out of his lungs with...
Chapter 72: Free Fallin'
***The Immortal***In all my years, I’ve never seen things get this out of control, Corvos thought as he brushed past another startled page trimming the hedges.An army approaching the capital, cutting it’s way through the heartland of their country. It shouldn’t be possible.Isn’t there…logi...
Chapter 71: Frenemies
Sasha was idly poring through Geneology of the Great Houses Vol 16, imagining the names on the dry list of who begat who, trying to imagine their lives, and what they might have been like before their sexual exploits were condensed to just the successes and written down in a book.Geoff En’hol bega...
Chapter 70: Rise and Shine
“Ugh,” Tom grunted, skull pounding and lightheaded at the same time.“If your clothes were anything to judge by, you’ve lost a lot of blood. Drink this. It’ll help restore what you’ve lost.” Tom peeled his eyes open enough to make out a cup of steaming broth.“You speak Vith?” Tom as...
Chapter 69: While You Slept
To be The Immortal is to be a master of one’s own body.- The immortal***Sasha Honnuken***“Oh gods, you’re heavy,” Sasha said to the fainted behemoth slumped over her shoulders.‘En’hols are nothing but a pain in the ass.’ Truer words were never spoken. There must be some side-effect of ...
Chapter 68: Failure to communicate
***Vendrith Kinzena***“You did what!?” Vendrith Kinzena demanded, standing behind his desk.“I let Sasha Honnuken go. She’d been imprisoned for six weeks and was quite obviously not pregnant.” Raze said, his voice as monotone and bored as ever.“Who gave you the order to do that!?” Vendr...
Chapter 67: The Great Escape
“Breakfast,” Raze declared, setting the platter of food down on the table as he ported into the cell. The food was a ‘hamburger’ and ‘french fries’, a simple recipe they had gotten from one of their human informants. It might make the sacrificial lamb relax a bit getting home-adjacent fo...
Chapter 66: SNAFU
“We’re going to leverage our strengths to keep these Vith and their Ku’leth influences under quarantine.” Vendrtih said, his arms tucked behind his back as they stood on the observation deck of the mountainside tower.Raze stood impassively behind him, watching the battlefield without a hint ...
Chapter 65: FUBAR
“You look like a dork,” Nema said, from the side of where Tom was poring over Crypt Vocabulary, and Material Spell Synthesis, looking for some trump card to save his ass.“I told you, I’m getting used to the weight.” Tom said, flipping the page. He was currently wearing a breastplate scaven...
Chapter 64: Jeff Bezos Is Still Rich
The next ‘meeting’ took a much different tone.“In roughly two days, the food stored in the castle will be spent along with that raided by the warriors, and we will begin to starve. Three days later, our forces will begin to buckle from hunger and we will likely find ourselves slaughtered befor...
Chapter 63: Party like a Shaman
“When did they get here?” Tom asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes as he gazed down at the army that had appeared overnight.“The Kinzena clan has been porting soldiers and supplies for the last eight hours,” Gunn said, his eyes twinkling with mirth.“You didn’t wake me up?”“They...
Chapter 62: Ye Olde Paratroopers
“Thisdidn’t used to be here,” Gunn spat chew into the grassy hill they stood on, looking up at the massive stone castle dominating the landscape. In the distance, tiny figures marched back and forth atop the walls, ready to defend the keep at a moment’s notice.“I feel like this bow was mea...
