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B4–Chapter 6: Between Fire and Forgiveness

Author's Note

Hi everyone,

Thank you all for your well wishes and care.

After leaving the shelter, we had a quiet night, and I hope this will hold since today is the Jewish New Year.

T.D.

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When I added the crystal from the final guardian of the beef dungeon to my inventory, it appeared in the Small Mana Crystals slot. Taking it out and looking at ...

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Announcement

Hi everyone,

No chapter today. We spent most of the day in the bomb-shelter, were out for less than an hour, and back in.

If anyone has a line to Iran, please tell them to stop bombing us 🤪

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B4–Chapter 5: Beef Supply

I spent the next day trying to fix the Clean spell without success. When I built it, I essentially designed it to eliminate anything that wasn’t part of the person or item it was cast on. Apparently, the Clean spell didn’t consider dead skin tissues and tooth fillings part of the person or dye part of the clothes. I checked the Purify spell and saw it would have the same issue. The spell re...

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B4–Chapter 4: Scrubbed into Submission

After breakfast the following day, the lingering smell of coffee still clung to the air as I closed the house and continued feeding my core. It devoured piles of junk with a fascinating and disturbing hunger. The distant clink of metal scraps falling into the center of the heap filled the otherwise quiet yard. I pulled out the spell marble blueprints, reviewed them one by one, and settled on th...

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B4–Chapter 3: Cores, Scrolls, and Patrols

Mahya and I re-drew the circle to feed the cores, and she positioned herself near one of the piles to fill them up. I hurled my core onto the top of a different pile and told it, “Bon Appetit.” Within minutes, I heard the junk collapse into the depression it created in the middle. Sadly, it didn’t work like in a dungeon—no liquid acrylic paint flowing toward the core to be absorbed.

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Scraglin Behemoth

Scraglin Behemoth

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B4–Chapter 2: I’m Beginning to Suspect This World Might Be a Mistake

Sadly, my Blade Storm obliterated the ritual board for feeding the cores, and we had to make a new one. Mahya stored the core before moving toward the Gate, so it was fine. Although, I was pretty sure nothing would have happened to it, regardless. I wanted to ask her why she didn’t store the board as well, but refrained. Mahya tended to get annoyed if someone pointed out her less-than-brillia...

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Goblins at Last!

Goblins at Last!

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B4–Chapter 1: Goblins! Yay!

The moment I crossed the Gate, my entire body seized, muscles locking in a sudden spasm before releasing, leaving me weak-kneed and gasping for air. A flood of relief followed, along with an unexpected wave of euphoria. The sensation was familiar—similar to all the times my mana level had increased—but sharper, more intense. And the euphoria... that was new. Usually, it was just a clench an...

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Zindor - Part I - Spoils of a Shattered World

Zindor - Part I - Spoils of a Shattered World

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B3—Epilogue: The Butterfly Effect

Zalthorian Rumul Drayveth Tharn Orellis the XXIV, the king of Crystalholm, was at a loss. No matter what he attempted the last year and a half, the situation was getting worse and worse. If he was honest with himself, the situation had been bad for a long time before that. When he ascended the throne of Crystalholm, he inherited an empty treasury and heavy debts to The Gol...

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B3—Chapter 66: Final Goodbye

We were eating breakfast when Mahya asked me, her voice casual but thoughtful, “You think you can get the RV back from your core?”

“I think so, but why?” I raised an eyebrow, pausing mid-bite.

“I hoped to get an offer after I finished the blueprint, but nothing.” She shrugged, a hint of frustration in her tone. “Maybe, if I actually convert the RV, with a core and ever...

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B3—Chapter 65: Rain, RVs, and Reckonings

When we crossed the Gate to Earth, of course, there was a torrential rain. What else did I expect? It matched my “excitement” for being here perfectly.

Rue immediately complained. “Rue hate rain!”

That reminded me of something, and I asked him, “In Lumis, when we were sailing, and it rained, you had no problem with it. Why is it a problem now?”

“Rain...

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John's Updated Profile

Name: John Rue
Age: 20

Familiar: Rue Level 13

Display Class: Healer Level 12
Healer Spells:

  • Heal Muscle - 22

  • Diagnose - 17

  • Stop Bleeding - 6

  • Heal Bone - 15

  • Control Blood - 14

  • Healing Touch - 25

  • Neutralize Poison - 5

    ...

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B3—Chapter 64: The Art of Procrastination

I was in no hurry to go back to Earth. First, because it was Earth, and second, I was postponing Mahya’s annoyance about the indiscretion in the Archive. And I had the perfect excuse—my Storage was too full, and I wanted to get to level ten in my Merchant class.

I took out all the dishes I got from lord Damarion’s spire and re-examined them. The plates consisted of a substance that ...

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B3—Chapter 63: How to Avoid a Slap, Outwit a Marquess, and Feed the Poor

I was in no hurry to return to Earth and face Mahya and her head slapping. Instead, we flew until I found a spot almost impossible to reach without flying. The ground below was a twisted mess of rocks and thick roots crisscrossed like a web of natural traps. Dense foliage hung low, hiding any semblance of a trail. The terrain had an irregular slope, with sharp drops hidden in the underbrush, an...

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B3—Chapter 62: Revenge Best Served Expensive

Originally, I thought Rue and I would fly to our destination while invisible, but Rue wanted to ride the ATV. I didn’t want anyone to see him; his size was too unusual. After some thought, I found a solution. I changed my glamour to an old man with a white beard, switched my class to Wizard without mention of combat, and told Rue to turn invisible. His lack of visibility didn’t stop him fro...

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B3—Chapter 61: A Plan in Motion

In the morning, we were in the middle of making breakfast when all of my new friends suddenly became as quiet as church mice. I looked around to figure out what had happened and saw the commander gripping the bars in front of the cell. His expression was strange. His face was red with anger, a vein throbbing in his right temple, but his jaw hung open.

Puzzled anger? Bewildered fury? W...

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B3—Chapter 60: Jail Bird

We were eating breakfast when there were loud knocks on the door. Our butler opened the door, and twelve guards armed with crossbows marched into the suite, followed by three mages, judging by the wands they were holding. They immediately formed a circle around Rue and me, crossbows trained on both of us.

Rue growled, his massive body tensing as if ready to pounce. I sent him a quick tele...

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B3—Chapter 59: OOPS!

The next part of our journey to Azureas took us through a wooded area dotted with lumberjack towns. In contrast to the plains’ folk, who were open and friendly, the people here were less friendly and welcoming to outsiders. I couldn’t figure it out. Every one of them was at least a head taller than me, with shoulders as wide as a fridge. What exactly did they have to fear from me? But that...

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Snapshots from the Journey

 

 

 

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B3—Chapter 58: Tales of Travelers and Treasure

While steering the horses, I thought about lord Damarion. Initially, I thought he was after me because he discovered that the ritual wouldn’t work for him. But it turned out that he wanted Rue to be his familiar. And that was my mistake. When writing the information, I concentrated on the ritual and all its stages and forgot to mention that if the master dies, the familiar dies as well. Now, ...

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B3—Chapter 57: Spoils of War

After closing the house in the morning, I couldn’t store the core. I tried again and again without success.

Bummer.

I was worried this would happen because I had live people “at home,” but I hoped I was wrong.

Looking up at the sky, I told the system, “As a level ten ability, I want the ability to store living things in my Storage.”

There was no respon...

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B3—Chapter 56: Upgrades are Nice, The Requirements are Not

After Rue and I returned to the road, I took out my ATV and kept driving. The road wound along the not-cursed forest for three or four kilometers before cutting through it for another few. After about an hour, the road merged with another, and a few minutes later, we passed a horse cart. We connected to the regular road.

We drove for another half hour when I got a strong double warning—...

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B3—Chapter 55: Crafty Insane Bastard

Rue and I went to the bazaar, passed through it, and continued on the old road. He occasionally gave me sideways glances, but said nothing. I was sure he knew exactly where we were going.

I kept feeling eyes on me for almost three kilometers past the end of the bazaar, and then the feeling disappeared.

Is our sneaky sneak afraid of the cursed forest?

We walked a littl...

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Crystalspire—Last Impressions

Crystalspire—Last Impressions

The Royal Palace

 

My Amazing Balcony

 

 

Free...

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B3—Chapter 54: The Calm Before the Curse

After the two clowns stopped laughing at me, I showed them the rest of the goodies I’d brought. Mahya’s eyes lit up the moment she saw the spell scrolls. Immediately, she grabbed the first one and channeled mana into it. The scroll crumbled to ashes in her hands. Her shoulders slumped.

“Didn’t work?” I asked.

She sighed and shook her head.

“Do not worry. We will ke...

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B3—Chapter 53: Gifts, Gripes, and Grub

It was time to leave Crystalspire, but I had to make a decision. The Gate to Alaska was relatively close, and if I wanted to drop to Earth for a day or two, this was the perfect place to do it. On the other hand, it was now spring, which was the ideal season to travel. Occasionally, it rained for half an hour or less, but it was mostly sunny, yet not too hot. The summer was hot, and not only on...

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B3—Chapter 52: Dangerous Fox

In the morning, I took out the book on familiars, a notebook, and a pen and started writing. I didn’t plan to copy the entire book, only the vital information. I skipped all the chapters that talked about familiars in general, choosing the appropriate animal for your character, etc. It didn’t seem like necessary information, nor was it something I knew from personal experience.

When I...

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B3—Chapter 51: Leveling Up Merchant

In the morning, when Rid placed a big bowl of scrambled eggs with meat in front of Rue, Rue sighed, shook his head, and said, “Rue too tired eat.” But he stored it for later. Rid jerked in surprise when the bowl disappeared, but didn’t ask. Smart butler. I handed him another silver coin. This time, he slipped it into his pocket without a word, bowed, and thanked me.

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