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B2 | Chapter 11 - A Conversation
< Previous| ToC|Next >B2 | Chapter 11 - A Conversation"You sure this is it?"Velka asked as Rufus squatted by the fallen shaft.With her elbows on her knees and her chin resting on a gloved fist, she sat squatted behind him, her eyes fixed on what he was doing."I don't guess," Rufu...
B2 | Chapter 10 - A Stalker?
Patch note:Chapter 9: Copper Fangs (Rufus's guild name) -> White Fang< Previous| ToC|Next >Velka POVThe nerve of that man.Velka was standing in the dark. Light, smell, sound, and presence were all bent into nonexistence by her skill, which enveloped her like a living garment. She could as well h...
B2 | Chapter 9 - That was easy
< Previous| ToC|Next >B2 | Chapter 9 - That was easyTheodore hadn't considered how extremely monotonous slime farming would be. Hunting them down? Simple enough. Killing them? Child's play with his skills. However, catching the little jerks alive and holding them there? That was a whole othe...
B2 | Chapter 8 - Slime Sample
< Previous| ToC|Next >B2 | Chapter 8 - Slime SampleWith his eyes focused on a spot just over Baron Ashton's head, Roland stood perfectly attentive.Rank 2 monster, my ass.Roland would eat his own sword if the Slime King was still only Rank 2 after ingesting that much fervidite."Fifty percent,...
B2 | Chapter 7 - "Negotiations"
< Previous| ToC|Next >B2 | Chapter 7 - "Negotiations""That him, Velka?" asked the tall man with the scar on his cheek and red hair."Yeah, Rufus, seems like it," the woman with the strapped daggers responded. "The noble.""Huh." Rufus spat to the side, crossing ...
B2 | Chapter 6 - Deadwood
< Previous| ToC|Next >B2 | Chapter 6 - DeadwoodTheodore was having a deeply philosophical argument with nothing in particular. Not with the walls of the carriage rattling. Not with the coachman who had spent the last three hours in a stony silence. Not with Roland, who rode by the vehicle like a bur...
B2 | Chapter 5 - Kiln
< Previous| ToC|Next >B2 | Chapter 5 - KilnTheodore was absolutely fascinated by his own eyelids.Not that he could see them, of course. But the insides of them were putting on quite the light show. When he tried to concentrate on them, he saw tiny floating squiggles that swirled around. Was that nor...
B2 | Chapter 4 Brick-Maxxing
< Previous| ToC|Next >B2 | Chapter 4 Brick-MaxxingA field of beautiful reddish-brown clay lay before him simply begging to be violated.That did not sound right.Theodore let out a sigh.He had been looking for this particular shade of clay for four days amidst his work. This stuff. This perfect, reddi...
B2 | Chapter 3 - Ideas
< Previous| ToC|Next >B2 | Chapter 3 - IdeasTheodore stared at her."I… what? Why me? I have responsibilities here. The mines are sabotaged, winter is here—""Yes, yes, 'winter is here,' you sound like a Northerner with that doom and gloom." She waved a dismissive hand. ...
B2 | Chapter 2 - Underground
< Previous| ToC|Next >B2 | Chapter 2 - UndergroundDeath smelled earthy and metallic, with a hint of sulfur. That was unexpected for Gareth. He had never really thought about death in his life. The dampness coated his nose. It was both enlightening and suffocating.This was the end, he knew.As their r...
B2 | Chapter 1 - Six Months Later
ANNOUNCEMENT:I have not been around for a while now. It was due to severe burnout followed by a death in the family. Now, I'm back. I apologize for just disappearing without notice. I’ve decided to rewrite Book 2. Little had been written, and following the break, it seemed fitting to start ane...
Epilogue
< Previous| ToC|Next >EpilogueThe man’s fingers moved across the threads of fate.He plucked and weaved desperately. Each adjustment sent ripples through the tapestry of fate. Each ripple altered destinies and reshaped the future.Every alteration cost something… quite dear to the man.His own life...
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< Previous| ToC|Next >Would it suffice to say that Theodore’s heart was practically thundering in his chest? Yes, yes it would be. As he faced the vessel of the goddess, [Sever] thrummed within him. He could feelit. Sitting within him, slightly out of reach, ready to be drawn and used.The air took...
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< Previous| ToC|Next >The undead octopus loomed before them, its amethyst eyes glowing malevolently. Theodore and Seraphina exchanged a quick glance, their faces set with grim determination. There was no time for words or strategy—the creature was already upon them.A massive tentacle slammed down,...
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< Previous| ToC|Next >“Though what?” Alden asked. The looming presence of the Outer God seemed to press in around them, which also added to the almost palpable weight in the air.It was mana, obviously.Theodore hesitated, his brow furrowing as he considered how to explain. The wind whipped around...
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< Previous| ToC|Next >Theodore stood, feet planted firmly on solid ground, when he felt it—an invisible tug, a hand reaching for his very soul. Lady Karmichael’s telepathic presence whispered at the edges of his consciousness, attempting to whisk him away.He turned, casting a final glance at Hol...
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< Previous| ToC|Next >Theodore pivoted mid-air, his eyes narrowing as they took in everything happening below him. On the ground, it was a battlefield. Goblins, orcs, trolls, and more, their weapons glinting harshly. For a moment, time seemed to slow as Theodore’s mind whirred into action.What do ...
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< Previous| ToC|Next >The world blinked. That was how Theodore would describe what happened. One moment, they were in the cave, then suddenly they weren’t in the cave anymore.Cobblestones. Bustling crowds. The smell of fresh bread and not-so-fresh fish. Vendors hawked their wares. Voices rose abov...
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< Previous| ToC|Next >Alaric’s muscles burned as he cleaved through another writhing tentacle. The massive creature insisted on thrashing about in the murky depths of the lake, sending waves crashing against the shore, instead of just dying like it should already. He was quite pissed, honestly. Ha...
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< Previous| ToC|Next >Theodore stood by the window, his eyes fixed on the fading remnants of the magical circle in the sky. The enormity of what he had just witnessed weighed heavily on his mind. Thus, he was lost in thoughts, until a knock at the door broke his reverie.“Enter,” he called, turni...
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< Previous| ToC|Next >Theodore sat before Matthew, the guildmaster of the Merchants Guild—or at least, thisbranch of it. Punching out the final details of their deal, Theodore extended his hand, and Matthew shook it—his grip was firm.“It’s a pleasure doing business with you, Guildmaster Matt...
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< Previous| ToC|Next >People talked, as they always did. It did not stop. The town square of Holden was buzzingwith anticipation as the chief judge raised his hands, silencing the crowd. His voice, amplified by some contraption, rang out clear and strong.“Welcome, one and all, to the Great Soap-Of...
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< Previous| ToC|Next >The announcement came on a morning just like any other, carried on the wind like the scent of freshly baked bread. Posters appeared overnight, plastered on walls and bulletin boards throughout Holden and the neighboring towns. The town criers spread the news with gusto:“Hear ...
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< Previous| ToC|Next >A few days later.Ethan leaned back in his chair, a satisfied smile playing at the corners of his mouth. Across from him, Guildmaster Liam mirrored his expression, his ruddy face creased with laughter lines as he raised a goblet of wine in a toast.“To prosperity in these uncer...
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< Previous| ToC|Next >Luther Alden’s pudgy fingers drummed an impatient rhythm on the table as he surveyed his assembled cohorts. To his right sat Eliza, a severe-looking woman with sharp features and even sharper wits. Across from her, nursing a tankard of ale, was the hulking figure of Brutus ...
Why I Disappeared
Hello, this is a quick note to apologize for my disappearance.My laptop died over 10 days ago, and I had to get a new one—thankfully, I didn't lose any data. I live in a remote place so I had to travel to another city to get it. There have been protests in my country recently, and the internet...
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< Previous| ToC|Next >Ethan blinked, processing Jack’s words. Then, a slow smile spread across his face. “The spell is working?”“Yes!” Jack said, nodding vigorously. “The crystallization is reversing—slowly, but it’s happening!”To say that relief flooded Ethan’s chest at that ver...
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< Previous| ToC|Next >Alaric raised an eyebrow, and Ethan noticed something—was that a hint of amusement in his eyes? Or was it something else? Ethan couldn’t quite put his hand on it.“A spar, you say?” Alaric said.Ethan nodded, a grin spreading across his face. “Yes, I could use the pract...
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< Previous| ToC|Next >The workshop was empty, as always—the walls filled with designs. The filtration system would be an interplay of glass, metal, and rubber.A towering cylindrical tank in the center, its surface etched with intricate gridlines. From its base, a series of interconnected tubes sna...
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< Previous| ToC|Next >Ethan crouched down, smiling. Wynd hopped around, his little tail wagging furiously. He spotted a butterfly, and stopped to a halt. Then, he prowled closer, slowly. One step. Then another. And another. The pup’s eyes glinted bright, and he pounced on the butterfly, only to be...
