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75 - Not Quite Reeling

The following hour or so was, somehow, both a ride and utterly mundane at the same time. Most of the patrons expressed their satisfaction with how she had dealt with the assassin with shouted encouragement immediately followed by anti-Pateirian ep...

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74 - Too Smug to Die

Pain. Disbelief. Regret.

Utter wild-eyed panic.

Such emotions filled Feng Gu’s entire being as he watched his would-be target just take three stabs of his Snake’s Fang Dagger, whose porous metal had been thoroughly soaked in the He...

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Advance Chapters Expanded to 7

See title. Simple as.

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73 - Underplanned to Face the Beast of the Storm

The world slowed to a crawl for a moment as the Fulgur-forged caestus took shape, something new spontaneously built upon the foundations of her existing techniques - this technique could not have taken shape if Zelsys hadn’t spent all that time ...

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72 - Lightning Strikes the Glacier

It was the building pressure in her veins, the unnaturally keen awareness of her surroundings to the point of perceived time dilation if she focused, the self-perpetuating cycle of Fog into and out her lungs, flowing through her body’s silver co...

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"Charred Judge" Alcerys Pose Sketches

The wide stance one will be used as the base.

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71 - An Offer Too Good to Refuse

That wasn’t how momentum worked. Any bystander could tell at least that much.

It was like out of nowhere, the woman’s arm just slipped past and lifted Jorfr up by the chin with the force of ten men.

Out of the entire audience, only...

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70 - Revelry in Combat

A savage exchange of blows followed, each pounding the other in the gut without regard for defense, or so it seemed. Once, twice, thrice Zelsys allowed him to strike her, gauging just how hard his strikes reverberated through her bones and how har...

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69 - Warrior-to-Warrior Discourse

On his forehead, right between the eyes, he had a metal inlay seemingly embedded into the very skin, perhaps even bone - it was a circular symbol, comprising a circle in the middle, from which pointed outwards eight tridents with curved prongs and...

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68 - Descendant of the Tundra-Striders

Zef piped up, “...Is there a betting limit?”

“We run on a ratin’ system, the maximum bet ‘gainst a given fighter is the fighter’s ratin’ or the house limit, whichever’s higher,” affirmed the old man, pointing to a chalkboar...

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67 - How to Get a Homunculus Drunk

“You’re that sure I’ll win?” Zel grinned again, raising the glass to her lips to take a sip. The smell of fruit hit her nose like a hammer, amplified by the sugary syrup and near-overripe black cherries that made up the kompot portion.

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66 - Fruit Right Hook

The room was somewhat of a donut design, with an outer floor-level layer and a large pit in the center, as well as a domed ceiling, and another side portion in the back whose depth could not be ascertained, as it seemed to have been repurposed to ...

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65 - The Red-shingle Path

Kitchen cooking implements, pots and pans, tools, glassware - such things had no place being carried around in Zel’s Fog Storage. In the field, there was no use for a full-sized cooking pot; a small field one alongside its tripo...

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64 - Emberthorn

The Sword… Oh, the sword. Alcerys looked upon it and couldn’t help pacing in front of the thing, even squatting down next to it to get a good look. After a few minutes of simply observing and taking in its details, she resolved to finally pull...

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63 - The Fiery Eye of Judgment

The Ex-Inquisitor gave a slow nod, observing as the Confessor walked away before she allowed herself to slump back onto the cold marble, staring into the ceiling as myriad thoughts and questions roiled about in her head and the icy stone beneath s...

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62 - Grievous Miracle

The candles went out all at once, and the smoke that filled the room vanished into nothingness. The Confessor’s form doubled over, wracking coughs gripping her as she struggled to straighten herself. One by one the candles came alight once more,...

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61 - Metamorphosis

It burned, and boiled, and bubbled, and Alcerys saw clear as day as it burned away the inquisitorial symbols upon her armor and melted smooth the holy etchings, as it utterly annihilated her guns until naught but fingernail-sized pieces were left,...

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60 - Judged in the Name of the Omniudex

The ceremonial mat's pitch-black surface glimmered and pulsed with golden, silver, and blood-red reflections tracing patterns that had never been described the same way twice. Its function had never been disclosed to Alcerys or any other Inquisito...

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59 - Awake

A slow nod. The Seer shifted to a sitting position, crossing his legs without regard for decorum or respect.

“I was a soldier with the twenty-fourth. A lowly aethermancer. Our battalion was wiped out down to a tenth of its strength, and we...

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More advance chapters starting today.

See title. In light of recent events, I've added another two extra advance chapters to the Patreon, accessible to all Patrons. Further expansion in the future is very much possible, I want to eventually get to a week of advance chapters.

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58 - Tapestry Unraveling

As the recording sped by hour by hour slowly closing in on where the target was, the divination tapestry shifted about and changed rapidly as the predictions of all three-hundred and seven participants honed in on particulars or simply changed alt...

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57 - In the Hall of the God-King

They walked down those stairs into the basement of that apartment building, and were met with a bustling establishment - at least considering its diminutive size. A little over a dozen customers at most, with a single waiter plus the owner himself...

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56 - Anima/Animus

“Long arm,” Zef answered.

“D’ye have any particular gun you’ve used frequently? A service weapon?” Collier continued the line of questioning. Zef answered with a simple nod.

“Bring it to me. I will stabilize it, seal the ...

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55 - Re: Draw Against the Reaper

A/N: I'll be taking a day off tomorrow, so no chapter either. No particular reason, for once - I just feel like taking a day to relax and do some planning.

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54 - Air Like Gunpowder

Another, and another, in the time it took his compatriots to move one barrel, the old man had moved three… Only to double over in pain clutching his lower back, barking something about how he would have to sit out the evening, much to the other ...

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53 - Relics of History

A few minutes of walking, and it was already clear that something was brewing. Not just the everpresent civil unrest, but something foreign. They kept seeing foreigners that didn’t belong, wearing foreign clothes, acting so inconspicuous it loop...

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52 - Restlessness

In simple words, what is termed as “Bladeshine” in Demons Might Weep is analogous to an aethermancer throwing a fireball through the use of some focus or another, merely extrapolated to the connection between a swordsman and their blade. T...

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51 - Breakfast and Pulps

Her stomach grumbled and the instinctual hunger swiftly reminded her of the time and redirected her attention to the things that actually mattered to her at this time of morning, in this bored state of unwilling wait - food and Zefaris.

She ...

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50 - Old World Philosophy

There’s no point in lamenting what I have done to myself. I had heard the stories, how the first-gen samplers would leave you a half-crippled amnesiac if you were lucky or a dribbling lobotomite if you weren’t.

I’ll have t...

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49 - Re: Book of Secrets

“Alright, alright, I’m goin’,” he conceded, this time going upstairs in earnest.

Zel wanted to follow in his stead, but… That writing desk kept calling to her. She just couldn’t help taking a look, hoping that Makhus had left som...

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