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Chapter 99. Venom

The passageway smelled like spring.

Rain the previous night had drenched the ground, grass-soaked water trickling down into the newborn tunnel and causing select parts of the passage to cave and collapse. Richard Fiermann grunted as he held out his hands, plying the earth aside to make room for the thousands of wasps further behind. Meanwhile, a squad of Light and Cloud practitioners corr...

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Chapter 98. Wasps

They’re not alive? Ian frowned. I’m too far to really get a good look at them. I can see only the vaguest outlines of vitality from where the figures are hiding.

“Are they puppets?” Ian asked, recalling Yuma Tai’s party.

Wolfien craned his head forward against the wyrm’s ribcage. “We need to get closer.”

The wyrm dipped downward, its sinuous b...

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Chapter 97. Scouting

“Skai’aren,” Lanhui called out, grunting as he pushed through the undergrowth. “Found you.”

Ian turned to face the guardian, his face devoid of emotion. “Lanah’we.”

Lanhui snorted and joined Ian in sitting on a capsized log. From their vantage point, the ocean peeked out through a copse of trees, cyan and scintillating in the harsh light of the sun.

“We’re ...

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Chapter 96. Deathseed

The high war council members in Zukal’iss were sitting around the ovular table, sheets of paper strewn and crumpled up throughout the room while a massive holographic map lay suspended over the table’s center. General Hor’well was noting the progress of the platoons they’d sent to Godora’s western border, several small indicators inching forward in real time. Several groups had encoun...

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Chapter 95. The Meaning of Despair

[this one is long;  tempted to spill it into 2 chapters but decided to not be evil xD]

Ian braced himself for another round of artillery fire, his hands holding tightly to the handlebars of the aeropoint. Ko’la’s hands overlapped with Ian’s somewhat, the handlebars unable to accommodate two hand-widths.

Ian heard Wolfien’s voice sound in his ears: “Everyone, brace...

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Chapter 94. Restless Repetition

As they drew closer to Corvid, Ko’la felt his entire body thrum with trepidation. Dunai was literally sitting in his lap, turned invisible by his touch. Ko’la felt the man shift every other second, likely as uncomfortable as he was. These aeropoints are not built to support more than one passenger, he thought, his stomach protesting. The additional passenger made the aeropoint more...

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Chapter 93. Bluebird

[made some edits based off of reader comments. mostly just changed the first half of the chapter]

Aside from Por’sha and Koff who were within the manufacturing building, everyone else was on the field below. Ian heard Wolfien muttering almost constantly to Arima, seemingly relaying intelligence to Koff via the assistants’ shared quantum channel. Ian figured that Wolfien found it easie...

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Chapter 92. Future Sight

Ian and those unoccupied by the subterranean threat darted into the manufacturing center, spreading out around Var’dun’a. The ground still smoldered and smoked from Mo’qin’s earlier blast, the air rippling with heat.

Even though they seemed to be alone in the chamber, they relied on a limping Por’sha to communicate: They could never be too careful. While the woman’s torso was ...

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Q&A/VC

Hi guys,

Based on the responses I'm planning to do a Q&A tomorrow in the morning and in the evening.

I'm planning to have us all meet on discord VC (the "#P VC" patreon VC channel) since I don't have premium zoom. If anyone has any thoughts on where/how we should be conducting the session(s) please say so in the comments!!!

Looking forward,

caerulex

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Chapter 91. First Strike

After Euryphel left, Ian eventually fell asleep, but woke up in a cold sweat after only an hour. At that point he decided to get dressed and deal with a problem he’d put off: keeping the auburn soul from following him around.

Dawn approached, the sun barely illuminating the low clouds filling the sky. Souls spangled the warm, ochre sky like spatters of paint, visible from Ian’s window...

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Q&A

Hi folks,

From the comments on the last non-chapter post, it seemed like people would be interested in a live Q&A/hangout session. We could use the discord VC option but could also use another medium like zoom, idrc.

I'd be free sometime this Saturday the 26th or October 2nd. My time zone is EST (GMT -4) so I apologize if time difference interferes with viewability.

I pick...

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Chapter 90. No Way Out

“I need to sleep,” Ian moaned, rolling over in bed.

According to Hor’well, the business of seizing a country was best done in the light, where there were witnesses: In the shadows, there was only confusion and chaos. While Ian thought a sneak attack would be more successful at night, Var’dun’a assured him that the time of day wouldn’t impact their stealthy entry. She sided wit...

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Chapter 89. War Council

“The key is conquering Godora in one sweep,” General Milfins stated, his mellifluous baritone carrying throughout the room. “I reckon it would take most of our manpower, even with the element of surprise. Godora’s no push over, especially since their higher ranked officers have glosSwords.”

Milfins narrowed his eyes, his gaze falling over the room with an intensity only matched ...

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Chapter 88. No Return

Euryphel strained to keep his eyes open. If anyone had a good point, it might be easier to pay attention, he thought ruefully.

“...And so you see, delivering the Skai’aren to the Eldemari is the only path forward that ends well for us.”

“Gaverus...that makes no sense,” Shivin’i asserted, rebuffing the words of the eighth prince. “As the Crowned Prime pointed o...

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:D thoughts & original ending of book 1 reveal

Hi guys!

I'm going to talk about a few things!

Question: Do people want more author engagement? Do you want an author newsletter? Do you guys want VC sessions in discord where you can interact with me/ask questions etc?

I have really appreciated everyone's support and want to do my best to engage everyone :)

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On another note, the reading statistics are pretty f...

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Chapter 87. Return

Lanhui was first to see the coastline.

“Just another hour and we’ll make landfall,” he announced, turning toward Shivin’i and Euryphel. “Though traveling from Port Thumb to Zukal’iss will be another six hours at least.”

No matter how Ian craned his head, he couldn’t see anything but the dark green-blue of the waves. Overcast clouds cast everything in a dreary light, ...

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Chapter 86. Nightmare

“Diana,” Ian bellowed, teeth chattering as he landed on the ship.

Lanhui climbed onto the deck behind him and grasped onto his shoulder. In a moment, Ian was dry.

Diana was standing on the boat’s bow, her eyes narrowed and gazing out into the dark, mist-cloaked surroundings. She turned and sprung back, releasing her hold on a pair of ropes tied to the boat’s second level. Sh...

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Chapter 85. Auburn

Diana stared up at the yacht in wonder. “You actually got us a nice ship.”

Euryphel chuckled bitterly. “You wouldn’t believe the hoops I went through to hire its crew on such short notice.” Ian noticed the prince turn his way, grinning sheepishly.

“What?”

“I might have made a few promises.”

“...”

The first prince coughed. “We’ll discuss mo...

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84. Alternative Routes

Ian and Iucorsu both touched down on the untainted ground on Ian’s side of the stadium. Ian beckoned the expended Death energy to himself, condensing it down into a soul gem on the spot while deconstructing the bone wyrm and sending its components back into his void storage.

Iucorsu walked over to Ian and thrust their hands aloft in a victorious fist-pump, sleek white chassis grasping p...

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Chapter 83. Finale

Ian was alone in the SPU’s tunnel-shaped room at the base of the stadium. He exhaled and a stream of bones swam from his pockets to his hands, forming a pair of bone gloves. He first mimicked the design worn by the Breaker, thin gauntlets covering only the back of his hand and the first three fingers. He flexed his fingers and the bones peeled back, reorganizing into a more practical design...

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Chapter 82. Unplayed Ace

[I dislike this chapter title; please comment suggestions!!!]

[Also, on discord in #tml-fanart, I added two pics of Ian and Eury that I made.  They aren't canon because the characters in this story can look however you want to imagine (while in line with in-text description ofc), but I had fun doing it. ]

“Good luck,” Shivin’i said, squeezing Euryphel...

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Chapter 81. Confrontation

Ian’s thoughts were stormy. He released Zilverna and the youth gasped, giving Ian a complicated expression. “You’ve gotten better in the past month,” Zilverna muttered.

Ian snorted. “The same goes for you.” Ian never imagined Zilverna would be able to circumvent his shield and force him to use his own energy to defend. If he ends up being responsible for revealing...

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Chapter 80. Rematch

Ian stood in front of Minerva Caffrey’s cot in the medical bay. Caffrey was sitting up with the peak of good posture, her shoulders back and her good hand in her lap, the ruined hand laying off to the right on the cot.

“How do you normally prepare to operate on someone?” Ian asked.

Caffrey tilted her head to the side, her expression focused. “Normally, you draft up a plan fo...

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Chapter 79. Life Versus Death

“It’s time for our debrief,” Euryphel said. The SPU delegation was gathered in a private room specially reserved by Shivin’i. Ian yawned, barely awake: it was just after 7:00 am. Even after jolting himself to wakefulness using his decemancy, he felt more exhausted than normal. Perhaps it’s to do with recovering from the influence of the mystery wine?

Unsurprisingly, Lan...

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Chapter 78. Gala II

After a second of blank staring, Ian recognized just who was addressing him: Yuma Tai herself, her wrinkles far more pronounced in person. But it couldn’t be Yuma Tai–the woman wasn’t an End practitioner.

Ian looked around at the others...and found that everyone suddenly looked like Yuma Tai. At once he narrowed his eyes and looked up at the ceiling, trying to see if looking in his ...

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Chapter 77. Gala I

The group set off for the transport array, waited in a short queue behind the delegation from Surno, and arrived at the Tai estate. Ian glanced around, realizing that they’d arrived on an inscribed platform of granite exposed to the elements. His eyes gravitated to the convergence of souls all around the mansion over a stadium’s length away.

Euryphel strode gracefully forward, his thi...

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Chapter 76. Gift

Opening his eyes felt like drilling screws through his retinas, but it only took a moment for the pain to vanish. Ian squinted and reached out his hand, running his fingers through the air.

The entire room was filled with round bulbs of muted color. Ian could almost imagine them as globes of water pricked by a colored spindle, dye billowing slowly out.  Some raced around, while other...

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Chapter 75. Resolve

Ian awoke with a start, his eyes watering. Fuck.

He stood up and banged his head against the wall, yelping and subsequently growling in frustration. Why was everything so ridiculously complicated? All he wanted to do was sleep a bit longer, and here he was, reeling from meeting what appeared to be an ascendant in a dream.

He tried to open his eyes, but the barest movement o...

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Chapter 74. Achemiss

When his alarm sounded the following morning, Ian seriously wondered whether he should just stay in bed. Rindo’s words, for one, put him on edge: He’d all but admitted his suspicions about Ian being a gestating ascendant. If Rindo came to suspect, wouldn’t the Eldemari?

All he needed was for the Eldemari’s attention to linger on him for too long.

Still, Rindo found me ev...

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Chapter 73. Suran Rindo

Six weeks later, Fassar International Array Station

Euryphel stepped out of the array circle and into the cavernous terminal, flanked on either side by his entourage: Ian stood immediately to his left, while Guardian Lanhui took the position on his right. Behind strode the fifth prince, Shivin’i, and behind him princess Diana. Around them were a nebula of advisers, congressiona...

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