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CC: Chapter 55

The light of Yuwa’s warrior threw itself across the dead earth beyond Tenak village.

XJ-V and Feng-Lung watched the spectacle unfolding before them with unbelieving, unblinking eyes. The warrior’s lithe arm – a beam of shimmering light...

FG: Chapter 57

-Fort Spearclaw, Clan Red-Eye territory- 

Commander Corvaughn of House Darragut groggily woke to the reality of tight chains binding his pudgy feet and hands.

Blinking through the dirt and soot clogging his eyes,...

FG: Chapter 56

-North Warrens, Razor Ridge-

The jagged slopes of Razor Ridge shook with cries of conquest.

Within its narrow innards, the battle for the North Warrens was quickly reaching its climax. Inch by bloody inch, the Kobold a...

CC: Chapter 54

Sheloth’s blade came down with another stroke of lightning rippling across its energized surface.

Upon its pristine edge, XJ-V saw death approach, his every sensor begging him to give in and accept fate. The Eagle had come for him, as he k...

Birthdaylung

Troopers, today's my birthday. I've announced this on all places I post and on the Discord, but in case you never saw, no new chapters today. I'm taking some shore leave.

We will regroup with new chapters tomorrow that you won't wanna miss. ...

FG: Chapter 55

-North Warrens, Black Gulch-

For the races of Thea, magic is a curious phenomenon.

Some say magic is derived from the Gods. It is a Gift bequeathed to only a chosen few who show devotion to a specific deity. For such ...

CC: Chapter 53

Sheloth moved with unnatural speed, his every strike and lunge kicking up the dust of the dead village around him. In the face of such an assault, XJ-V focused. He saw the trajectory the arc of light weaved by the pale shadow’s sword made...

CC: Chapter 52

Sheloth’s blade came slashing down with the next lightning bolt that struck at the earth - and his strike was no less quick or deadly than those celestial spears that pierced the ashen battlefield around them.

XJ-V moved swiftly to counte...

FG: Chapter 54

“Skeever…you crazy son of a bitch. Literally.”

Marcus looked down at the destruction being wrought on the battlefield of Razork’s field for the second time. This time, however, the devastation of Skegga’s forces would be decisive...

FG: Chapter 53

From his vantage point at the front of his makeshift gun-emplacement before the entrance to the East Warren tunnels, Corvaughn of House Darragut watched his enemies burn with righteous indignation.

“Take a good look, lads,” he said, snif...

CC: Chapter 51

The Xu’Jan charged XJ-V as a unit, swords swinging, screams echoing through the thunderous cacophony of the skies above. Rain pelted off the Cog’s calm limbs and hands as he stepped forward and brought his right leg up in a fiery kick that the...

FG: Chapter 52

Skegga’s army was a wave of bloodlust. Each kobold coalesced into a single, writhing organic mass, issuing a battle cry that echoed through the entire North Warrnes.

“RUN, MY CHILDREN!” the slime-clad God sang above them, flashing his ...

CC: Chapter 50

“A Cog…”

The word turned to ash in the pale warrior’s mouth as his Xu’Jan readied their blades, each of them chanting the words of power that their Lord of Light had bequeathed unto them.

“You see?” Ori’un said playful...

FG: Chapter 51

“Are you prepared, Sire?”

Marcus stood atop Fort Spearclaw’s battlements, watching the last of the Spineripper squads move into their allotted places on the battlefield that was soon to be made of the village’s plains once aga...

CC: Chapter 49

Buffeted by torrential rain and blinded by flashes of lightning, XJ-V ran.

He didn’t stop even as Fai-Deng roared at him with a tone just as furious as the thundering heavens above.

“Cog!” he yelled in the storm. “Do not do any...

Discord Server

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FG: Chapter 50

-East Warrens, Clan Marrow territory-

Ix scrabbled to the top of the rock ledges that afforded him a view of his primary objective.

These Eastern tunnels were far less hospitable than those of the North Warrens. The jagged rocks cut in...

CC: Chapter 48

'Choice'

Within the Dao, time is as inconsequential as air.

XJ-V and Feng-Lung spent the remainder of their day in quiet contemplation, Feng reflexively petting his new robot-kitten as they dived in and out of t...

FG: Chapter 49

“It will be a two-pronged assault”, Marcus was saying to his new war-council, standing at the very top-end of King Shrykul’s table. “He’ll move through Razork, cut off our Glitterpak farms, and then head South until he hits Fleapit. Mean...

CC: Chapter 47

Ai-Lee’s Grove seemed changed from the last time Feng-Lung had seen it. The willows shuffled their drooping branches to allow him passage back to the start of his quest, where the waters of the Qi lake shimmered, speckled with stars from the ill...

FG: Chapter 48

The grand cathedral of the Unclean One stood tall and bright amidst the dark depths of Fleapit’s underbelly. It’s clangorous chimes, otherworldly glow, and stained glass windows depicting ratman heroes throughout time stood as a testament to t...

CC: Chapter 46

'Feng-Lung's Quest, Part II'

“What, you think I’m his keeper or something?”

Feng-Lung’s exasperation was going to simply continue today, it seemed. He had gone to the Hall of Symmachus and been met, as e...

FG: Chapter 47

In the dreary depths of Fleapit’s dungeons, a single Yokun waited for death.

The rusted pinnacles that dug into her wrists and legs cut her flesh with every move she made to free herself. She’d learned, moments upon being interre...

CC: Chapter 45

'Feng-Lung's Quest!' (Part I)

Feng-Lung burst through the doors of Dragonpyre Hearth and immediately began his search for his Cog Brother.

XJ-V, he thought. If you have neglected your proper training because I ...

CC: Chapter 44

'Strange Happenings'

The next few days went by with XJ-V looking more troubled than he usually did. His Kata spars were sluggish, and Fai-Deng repeatedly showed him no mercy in the Hall of Symmachus for every time his...

FG: Chapter 46

In a cold chamber where only the dimmest light of a flickering flame burned for warmth, Verulex of Clan Glumrot lay sweating, his body doing what it could to rid its host of the toxins that had addled his veins.

“By…the Unclean,” he mu...

FG: Chapter 45

Marcus sat silently in his chambers, his fingers drumming into the stone armrests of his chair that faced the balcony window.

Outside, there were chants being spurned on in his name. There were ratmen down there who were ready to thro...

CC: Chapter 43

'Potential'

The visions that swam in the Dao before XJ-V’s eyes were now more confusing than they ever had been.

Yet, there was a clarity that existed alongside them – a clarity that came from Ori’un’s s...

FG: Chapter 44

“Festicus…”

Marcus stared down at the felled rat, watching as his great furrowed head lulled and fell to the side.

“Festicus!”

“He issss being gone, Ssssire,” Verulex said behind him.

Marcus bent low and tried...

CC: Chapter 42

Feng barreled down the increasingly dim cavern beneath Marsul as the light twirling between his fingers started to die.

His focus was entirely on following the voice that reverberated off of every wall and stalactite.

“Feng-Lung!” ...