TravelingDreamer

B6—Chapter 57: Loot Distribution

I sat on the back deck and read a book about earth magic. Yes, unfortunately, a wizard wrote it, which meant it was stuffed to the brim with metaphors, similes, analogies, symbolism, hyperbole, allusion, imagery, and some other confusing stuff, creating a chaotic salad of purple prose that I had to slog through. Every paragraph had a grain of information wrapped in poetic nonsense. Still, to th...

B6—Chapter 56: Wake-Up Call, Monster Edition

Half a day past the fashion-mad city, the flying ships appeared in the sky again in greater numbers. From the direction they came, it looked like they had flown around the scary forest and, along the way, bypassed the clueless bunch. That explained the pristine condition of oblivious central.

We continued down the river at breakneck speed as much as the other river traffic allowed. We all...

B6—Chapter 55: And They Call ME Clueless

After we left the town with the refugees, we lowered the sails completely and pushed the motor as hard as the river traffic allowed, skimming across the water. We didn’t discuss it or even exchange a glance. There was no need. I personally wanted to escape this world, and it was evident that Mahya and Al shared my sentiment. Maybe it was cold on my part not to stop and help every time ...

B6—Chapter 54: The Slow March of Madness

The next seven days of sailing after clearing the fever-dream frozen portal passed without any special incidents. I piloted the boat at night, slept for a few hours, and worked on the looting spells the rest of the time. Sadly, I still didn’t figure out the progression aspect, and it drove me crazy. Every time I thought I was getting close, the thought process slipped through my mind l...

B6—Chapter 53: A Short Side Quest

After three days of moping around, I went back to doing stuff. When I first saw the description of Creativity at level 50, my looting spells immediately came to mind. I opened the description and re-read the relevant part.

This milestone unlocks not only faster thought, but a deeper and more intuitive sense of pattern and possibility. You will begin to notice con...

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B6—Chapter 52: Loved It While It Lasted

We walked from the slums north, heading toward the stairs that led down to the water. The city looked better now. The air had cleared of ash, and there was no more debris cluttering the streets. Everywhere I looked, construction was underway. Some of the work was done partly by hand. Teams of workers hoisted large slabs of white marble with thick ropes, sweat gleaming on their backs unde...

Update

Hi everyone,

Today's chapter will be posted tomorrow. Summer vacation has officially begun, and today I hosted a D&D "tournament" at home with fourteen twelve-year-olds. I tried to write between handing out drinks and snacks, cleaning up spills, and negotiating cheating accusations... but no dice.

I’ll make it up to you tomorrow. Thanks for your patience!

B6—Chapter 51: At Least We Found a Flying Zoom

After grabbing a few hours of sleep, I made my way back to the central square. A few injured folks were already waiting near my treatment spot. A few more arrived during the day, but it didn’t take long to see that we’d reached the end of the wounded line. I’d already dealt with most of the urgent cases, and those who hadn’t made it out in time probably weren’t coming at all. 2025-07-06 21:38:49 +0000 UTC View Post

B6—Chapter 50: The Only Thing That Matters

Before going to heal people, I finally checked my blinking red light.

Like I thought.

Level up
+3 intelligence, +3 wisdom, +2 vitality, +3 free points
Class: Healer Level 17
Free points: 3

I put the free points into Creativity. It was at 47, and I was curious to see what it would get at 50.

2025-07-04 12:33:26 +0000 UTC View Post

B6—Chapter 49: A Mirror Framed in Ash

Mahya went to the guild to handle whatever it was that needed her attention, while Al vanished into his lab to brew more health potions. He'd been muttering about running out since yesterday. Rue was still fast asleep on his oversized beanbag, snoring softly and twitching his paws now and then, like he was chasing something in a dream.

I floated above the rooftop in slow circles, coffee c...

B6—Chapter 48:  Aftermath of Fire and Blood

While I sat in the park, breathing in mana as fast as possible, a feeling of worry, or maybe concern, reached me through the connection in my mind. It didn’t have to say anything, or more precisely, send anything. I immediately knew. Al.

Jumping to my feet, I looked around, trying to figure out how to locate him. Right, the arm bracelet Malith made. I sent mana into it and got a ...

B6—Chapter 47: Falling Sky

When we walked out of the guild, my stomach flipped a couple of times, my heart skipped a beat, my mouth went dry, and I shuddered. A wave of cold passed over my skin, despite the warmth in the air. Looking around, I didn’t see anything that would justify such a reaction. It was late afternoon, with the sun still shining above and a lot of excited people around us. Laughter, chatter, a...

  B6—Chapter 46: Rome is Not My Cup of Tea

I was just getting ready for my second obstacle course run of the day, stretching my arms and hopping in place to get the blood flowing, when I heard my name echo across the hall. I turned, squinting toward the main entrance. Mahya stood just inside, one hand raised high in a wave, her braids bouncing with the motion.

I waved for her to wait, but she shook her head firmly. “No.�...

B6—Chapter 45: The Competitive Spirit

The obstacle course looked completely different the following day. Some obstacles were the same, like the stupid flying magical stones, but the rest were different. Bummer. I hoped that with my knowledge from the previous day, I would be able to kick Mahya’s butt, but it looked like I’d have to work just as hard.

After we registered, I swept into an exaggerated bow, on...

Update

Hi everyone,

According to the news (and hopefully they’re right this time), the mess over here is finally behind us. Thank the Guiding Spirits for that! Life is slowly returning to something that almost resembles normal.

Today, I’m playing catch-up with everything that piled up while we were stuck indoors, hiding from bombs. But the good news is, starting tomorr...

 B6—Chapter 44: Path of the Bruised and Wet

Two days after I finished with the library, Rue and I reached the southern outskirts of the city. We took our time, wandering along the riverside path, with the breeze carrying the briny scent of the river. Boats floated lazily on the water beside us, their hulls casting gentle ripples that shimmered in the sunlight.

Along the way, we sampled food from a few street vendors. Crispy ...

 B6—Chapter 43: Luck Saw a Library and Left the Building

The reply I got from the core kept bugging me. On one hand, Mahya and Al insisted the core wasn’t sentient, and even Lis mentioned it once. On the other hand, something about the way it responded stuck with me. At first, I worried about what it might’ve seen, heard, or learned. We didn’t do anything strange or kinky in the house, but the idea of some hidden entity watching us didn�...

 B6—Chapter 42: Enchanted Plumbing and Other Mysteries

A couple of days after the circus, I lounged on the porch with my feet dangling in the cool water. The morning sun warmed my back, and the scent of fresh flowers drifted from somewhere upriver. A half-empty mug of coffee rested beside me, still steaming.

Mahya came over, barefoot, with her braids in a towel on top of her head.

She crouched next to me. “Do we still have the ...

B6—Chapter 41: The City of Falling Water and Floating Fire

In the morning, we made our way to the teleporter. I was genuinely excited; this was going to be my first time teleporting, and I had no idea what to expect. The building was situated quite far out into the desert, likely to avoid interference or, perhaps, for safety reasons, or both. I didn’t really know, and no one bothered to explain it to me.

To get there, we hopped onto one ...

Update

Hi everyone,

I wanted to give you a quick update, especially for those wondering about tomorrow’s chapter.

Over the last two days, things here in Israel have taken a turn for the worse. We’re currently being bombarded by Iran, and it’s not just a few sirens, but sustained attacks. My family and I have been spending long stretches of time in the bomb shelter, and like most peop...

B6—Chapter 40: Third Time’s Kinda the Charm

When we got back to the inn, a note from Al was waiting for us.

“I have relocated to the Alchemists’ Hub and secured rooms at the Dreamy Bloom Inn.”

It took a while to find the building, and the inside was very different from the Adventurers’ Hub.

For starters, it was quiet.

Not the kind of quiet you get when people are sl...

B6—Chapter 39: Apologies Are Better with Butter

Al and Mahya disappeared somewhere in the morning, so I went to explore further.

The first interesting place I found was another dungeon dimension filled with fields. I stepped through an enormous door and found myself standing at the edge of an endless expanse of cultivated land. Those were private fields, and the owners had stands near the fields that sold their produce. Wooden s...

Arcane Reverie

At a crossroad of life, I tore the veil,
Magic whispered from my lips, fragile and frail.
A new road unfolds through the twilight pale,
Guiding my steps on starlight’s trail.
In sacred groves where secrets lie,
Whispers of spells rise into the sky.
Moonlight dances on waters’ surface,
Echoes of wonder for those with purpose.

Arcane reverie, where moonlit oceans gl...

B6—Chapter 38: A Second Slice of Humble Pie

Our first priority was gear. After the dungeon, Al’s armor looked like a sad bundle of leather straps barely hanging on beneath battered mithril plates. His didn’t have the handy “self-fixing” feature like mine, so it was going to stay that way. He also tossed his shield to buy us time during the escape. My armor wasn’t much better. More rags than armor at this point. At least ...

Sand Plains Outpost #5

B6—Chapter 37: Not That Kind of Sanctuary

The train was both interesting and ridiculously expensive. Just getting to the next outpost set each of us back five mithril coins. Prices in this world were just... insane. I mean, who charges that much for public transport?

From the outside, the train looked like a string of silver beer cans, each about four meters long and two wide, linked by narrow bridges. But the moment we st...

B6—Chapter 36: No Strings, No Thanks

Dinner at The Plucky Spearman was stew again, but a different kind this time. Thick chunks of red roots, black fungus caps, and slivers of something that looked like meat but shimmered faintly green under the lanternlight. The spices were no less strange than last time, smoky and sweet, with an aftertaste like pepper and mint. And of course, Rue was back to pretending he hadn’t already...

B6—Chapter 35: Spying on Sand Wizards for Fun and Education

Hi everyone,

Vacation’s over, and I’m back—hopefully with fewer burnout symptoms and a few more brain cells firing in the right direction.

While I was away, I spent some time thinking about how to keep things sustainable without losing the fun (or my mind). Thanks to your incredible support here on Patreon, I’ve managed to cut my day job hours by abou...

B6—Chapter 34: The Demise of the Lord

Author's Note

Hi everyone,

I already paused billing yesterday, May 1st, but I didn’t want to leave you hanging with an open mini arc. So here’s a bonus chapter to wrap it up.

Enjoy!

TD

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Mahya and Al finished demolishing the landscape, turning the once-wild area into a mess of holes wh...

B6—Chapter 33: Lord of Lightning, part V

After the long-awaited lunch—at least, according to Rue—we stepped back into the pink fever dream. We waited a few minutes, expecting the lightning, but the landscape just... sat there. So, we shrugged and headed toward the step-path. The moment we reached the first step, a lightning bolt slammed into the ground about twenty meters from us. It flared and winked out, leaving nothing b...