Isobel’s eye twitched when Leland mumbled out a platter of identical words, each resulting in an equally identical snap of the fingers. Both the word “Fracture,” and the snap were, in her eyes, inartistic and frankly shameful. Every...
2023-08-22 20:53:14 +0000 UTC View PostThree days later, Leland was having trouble against a quick-moving gnat. The monster being the size of a tree wasn’t the issue, it was the fact it moved with the alacrity and flourish of a sparrow. Darting around trees and swooping to attack, th...
2023-08-20 05:16:49 +0000 UTC View PostCursed contract of the Lord of Space:
Gain access to the spell Spatial Bend. Only usable once per hour.
Spatial Bend (Passive): Space bends just around you, routing lesser projectiles tha...
2023-08-18 02:24:21 +0000 UTC View PostThe Lord of Portals’ domain reminded Leland of his father’s study. Shelves of books, hundreds, if not thousands, of rolled scrolls holding bizarre or experimental runes, enough ink to fill a bath… Yet, his father didn’t decorate his walls ...
2023-08-16 02:37:08 +0000 UTC View PostStanding tall like a chiseled statue, Isobel commanded, “Explain!”
Sybil’s knees gave out and she crashed, landing on the soft grass as the impression of the Boneforged Monarch dissipated. The rush of movement expelled air from her lun...
2023-08-14 02:08:34 +0000 UTC View PostIgnoring his bloodied nose, Leland slipped out of his blanket and to his knees. As subtly as he could, he pulled his grimoire from his hand, allowing it to silently flip pages. Was he preparing for battle? He didn’t know. Only that the gesture f...
2023-08-11 02:20:30 +0000 UTC View PostIn the “morning,” Isobel oversaw Leland’s routine exercise. Somehow, the former Inquisitor was more brutal and demanding than the Lord of Endurance, netting the Legacy of Curses another seventy-seven steps, making the grand total nearly two-...
2023-08-10 02:14:54 +0000 UTC View PostAfter a short stint in the Void by himself, Leland arrived at the Lord of Erupting Skies’ domain with a snap. His vision went white, his whole world consumed by a crack of lighting. Then came the thunder, blowing his eardrums and causin...
2023-08-09 01:51:36 +0000 UTC View PostThe group continued through the Archon Valley until exhaustion overtook Sybil and Leland. Even with Touch of Regeneration, a person could only walk so far before needing rest. They stopped at what they assumed to be nightfall, which just so ...
2023-08-07 04:09:22 +0000 UTC View PostShaking, Sybil hid behind an oddly angular tree. Not thinking of the tree as an Archon experiment, she found solace from the being kneeling beside Leland and the Huntress. Green malted skin met with yellowed bones and the remains of haunted flesh....
2023-08-05 18:42:19 +0000 UTC View PostBoth Isobel and Leland chose to keep Isobel’s worries from Sybil. Whether or not something actually was watching them didn’t matter in the grand scheme, at least not in terms of alerting the Princess. Either they would be attacked or ...
2023-08-03 05:59:11 +0000 UTC View PostA mass of bubbles burst from Leland’s mouth, the force of exiting the Void crushing against his lungs like a log falling on a cracker. Salt invaded his eyes and nose, blinding him to an awkward degree. With the Lord of the Chameleon’s contract...
2023-08-01 19:35:20 +0000 UTC View Post“Well kid, you’ve really put us in a horrible spot,” Isobel said after another splattering of curses.
She, like Leland and Sybil, was floating motionlessly as the backdrop of the Void rushed by. Bundled in her ratty cloak, she twisted ...
2023-07-31 02:01:01 +0000 UTC View Post----AUTHOR NOTE SECOND CHAPTER UPLOADED TODAY!!! DON"T READ IN WRONG ORDER
“My name is Leland, and I am a Harbinger of the Calamity,” Leland said, mustering up every shred of courage he could conceivably find, “…and if you interfere ...
2023-07-29 04:07:32 +0000 UTC View PostFar from Leland, Glenny, and Carmon, Aunty P. stared blankly into a flickering fireplace. A look of worry crossed her brow and lacking posture, enough to make those in the room with her feel secure. If they knew her true feelings, then th...
2023-07-28 19:02:31 +0000 UTC View PostLeland knew little about the Umbra, only the most basic information drifting among the street rumors. The Umbra, sometimes called the Thieves’ Guild, the Assassins’ Guild, the Shadow Guild, and so on, liked their anonymity. Only those with con...
2023-07-26 19:17:14 +0000 UTC View Post---AUTHOR NOTE: THIS IS THE SECOND CHAPTER UPLOADED TODAY, MAKE SURE YOU ARE ON THE RIGHT ONE!---
Cloak pinned to the ground by a slick dagger, the Harbinger turned. “Ah Carmon. I was wondering when we’d meet again.”
Carmon, his ...
2023-07-24 20:38:47 +0000 UTC View PostIn most young people’s lives, there comes a time when a son or daughter is forced to watch their parents in pain. These moments of utter agony are fleeting at best and long term at worst. An extended stay in bed, a sleepless night of coughing fi...
2023-07-24 20:35:36 +0000 UTC View PostThe Harbinger’s emerald halo loomed, its size reaching far beyond that of Leland’s own. It secreted green ink which pooled before the man like frozen raindrops. Each was the size of a fist, yet charred the air as the man walked. A trail follow...
2023-07-23 01:59:58 +0000 UTC View PostLeland and Jude stared at Glenny as he attempted to consolidate a platter of words, tests, and results that were freely swimming around in his mind. Some results came easier, others were near impossible. But that was the key, near.
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2023-07-22 02:01:18 +0000 UTC View PostKing Harlen’s declaration that Aunty P. was possibly the greatest spy in the world hit a chord, and Leland suddenly found himself checking over his shoulder rather consistently. He was able to catch onto subtle cues, finding the Eldest Pri...
2023-07-20 02:15:35 +0000 UTC View Post“This isn’t what it looks like.”
King Harlen, floating just above the wood grain flooring, shifted his smile to something more obtuse. Jovial, like a fox extorting his way into a hen house, Harlen silently arced around Leland,...
2023-07-18 01:54:57 +0000 UTC View Post“—so, I’d like to make a contract for any information that might help Glenny.”
The Lord of the Chameleon stared down at Leland from the lowest branch of a world tree. Blended nigh perfectly with the texture of the branch, the Lord’...
2023-07-17 03:24:30 +0000 UTC View PostSybil Palemarrow’s official arrival to Ruinsforth was an event marked by the ghostly citizens of the Reflection Kingdom all floating over to the city’s main gate. The ordeal created a wake of movement, as citizens and tourists alike f...
2023-07-13 20:36:41 +0000 UTC View Post“Is this the place?” Spencer asked, eying the black stone shop’s façade.
There was a definite lack of personnel walking around this section of the city compared to the nonblack stone districts, although that didn’t stop the Reflecti...
2023-07-12 21:16:34 +0000 UTC View PostThe next day went by rather quickly, at least for Leland and Jude. Glenny, while not relaxing like his friends, technically had a simple day. Being induced to a dream-like state by a ghostly Priest of the Void did that to a person.
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2023-07-10 21:12:50 +0000 UTC View PostA million different things sprung to mind as Leland stood awkwardly holding onto a limp Glenny. He tried not to look Aunty P. in the eyes, thinking the gesture would show a level of guilt he wasn’t yet ready to explain away. A mag...
2023-07-08 21:13:35 +0000 UTC View PostLater that night, Jude and Glenny had their duel in front of a plethora of high-renowned Inquisitors and multiple members of royal families. They took their marks on opposite sides of a particularly “gross” courtyard, as Aunty P. put ...
2023-07-07 02:09:02 +0000 UTC View PostLeland felt… weird. There was something not right about the scene before him. It wasn’t King Harlen, in all his ghostly glory, talking to Diana and Roy. It wasn’t his parents’ hushed question about the Huntress. It wasn’t Carmon...
2023-07-04 21:03:11 +0000 UTC View PostBefore the boys could so much as frown at the transparent man, he shimmied to the side before speaking.
“Announcing His Majesty, King of the Reflection Kingdom, Sir Harlen of the Dormant.”
At his words, a troop of trumpets began to...
2023-07-03 03:36:29 +0000 UTC View Post