Author's Note: Seems I'm on something of a nine-day cycle. I tried to hold this one for a bit to finish the next chapter, but it's not at a place where I'm satisfied with it yet--probably should have just shared this one when it was done. Trying to get the next one out ASAP, but want to make sure it's good. Thanks for reading/waiting!
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Anhar's connection to his spear is a weak one—unlike Trialgoers, he doesn't have any Interface-assisted version of Firma...
2024-06-02 15:16:01 +0000 UTC
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As powerful as the wave of Firmament heading toward us is, it's not focused. It breaks against my barriers like a tide of water breaking against a dam. The damage it does is still immense enough to shatter all six folds of the Hexfold Barrier, but it can't quite get through the Crystallized Barrier I've set up behind it.
"...Ethan?" There's a note of confusion in Vahrkos's voice, like he's not sure where he is or what he's doing. "Why are you here?"
I glance at Vahrkos. H...
2024-05-24 16:17:30 +0000 UTC
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Vahrkos is in the most danger. Whatever that general does to him in the fight I foresaw, it's enough to damage his Firmament, and it's the kind of damage that sticks across loops. I don't know if subloops created by Once More Into the Fray count in the same way, but I have to assume that they do; the only thing it's allowing me to bypass is the enforced rule of permanent death. That triggers at the end of the official, Trial-enforced loop, not within the subloops.<...
2024-05-24 16:07:07 +0000 UTC
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Author's Note: One longer chapter today.
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Fear, Gheraa had to admit, was an entirely new sensation for him.
He wasn't sure he liked it. It made his Firmament flicker with silver. Silver! It was gaudy at best, really, and it made it very, very difficult for him to properly use his skills.
Like the one he was currently using to hide.
Granted, a big part of that was because he had to control the skill manually, and that was ...
2024-05-15 15:38:49 +0000 UTC
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He-Who-Wanders was not suited for diplomacy.
In all fairness, very few of those he considered to be the core rebels were actually suited for diplomacy. Bimar was more likely to start a fight than not; Thys and Thaht were too excitable and too impatient respectively; Miktik was an utterly terrible liar; Vahrkos...
Well, Vahrkos was probably the most suited amongst them for diplomacy, now that He-Who-Wanders thought about it. But he was also the most combat-ready of th...
2024-05-08 13:41:52 +0000 UTC
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Author's Notes: Two this week; 56 and 57. Thanks for waiting! I'm trying out something a little tricky. Excited about pulling these together in 58.
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Tarin struggled. Light-purple bands of Firmament strung themselves around his wings, and every movement caused them to burn through his feathers and into the bone and muscle beneath. He could break through them if he could just reinforce himself, but...
Firmament suppression. He hated the tactic....
2024-05-08 13:40:57 +0000 UTC
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Epilogue 1 - Home
"Commune time!" Max cheered. Xothok stared at her, and the Guildmaster just grinned; she stared with pride at the network of homes they'd built. It was better than a traditional branch of the Adventurers' Guild by far. Building, it turned out, was a lot easier when everyone was on the same page about needing shelter.
It was also much easier to get adventurers to help with building when it was their own homes they were building. Of ...
2024-05-05 16:29:03 +0000 UTC
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A/N: Short chapter. Epilogues coming soon--5 epilogues in total, and maybe more short stories placed in there when I feel like writing them. Thanks to everyone who's stayed for the journey so far! It means a lot to have you all here with me.
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Fortunately, it wasn't long before the Guildmaster showed up, Max by her side and Xothok... pretending to be aloof in the distance? Sev eyed him curiously, wondering what was up with him.
"Guessing you guys have a pl...
2024-05-04 16:20:46 +0000 UTC
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"It's just something the Interface does," Gheraa says, grimacing. "I don't have a good answer for you there. We think it has something to do with how the Interface draws from past Trialgoers as a template for new features or implementations—in the same way, it probably draws on people connected with it to create Remnants. Or monsters, if you will."
I think for a moment. "But that's not true for all monsters, right?" I say. "Like the monsters in the Fracture."
The ones Guard help...
2024-04-30 16:33:34 +0000 UTC
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"You've noticed by now that Firmament is layered," Gheraa says. "Imbuement stones are even labeled that way by the Interface—by its 'depth'. The deeper you sink into Firmament, the closer you get to its true nature."
"Mysterious," I say, raising an eyebrow. "This have anything to do with what I sensed earlier?"
Gheraa cocks his head, then leans in close to peer at me, his expression intrigued. "Depends, I suppose," he says. "What did you sense?"
I shrug. "When I was trying...
2024-04-30 16:32:44 +0000 UTC
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Just wanted you guys to know I've edited chapters 52 and 53 a bunch (they're both 3k+ chapters now). I'll summarize the changes further down in this post if you don't want to reread the chapters. 54 will be coming tomorrow since it's also a longer-than-usual chapter, maybe along with 55 depending on how this toothache decides to treat me.
Changes for 52 & 53:
Click.
Derivan watched curiously as they were brought to a new place within the Void. There was nothing here, technically—nothing except a small pedestal built into the ground. Not that there was any ground here. A visible gear poked out of a slot on the pedestal, clicking periodically as some sort of internal mechanism shifted within and caused it to rotate.
Or Shifting within. He could feel it, the subtle changes in reality as it moved through one layer ...
2024-04-29 15:33:56 +0000 UTC
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Sev's mind caught on a thought he'd had a moment ago. He struggled to pull it back.
There was no one left to assume the responsibility of connecting to the Grand Anchor. No one but him.
Responsibility.
The Grand Anchor grew warm in his arms. The area around him, so small it had begun to press into and erode his very existence, began to widen once again.
That was the piece he'd been missing. It was the small bit of understanding that had eluded him, time ...
2024-04-28 14:40:33 +0000 UTC
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2024-04-28 14:39:46 +0000 UTC
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Derivan, Vex, and Misa sat just outside the warehouse Sev was in.
The ground crumbled away in front of them. Their legs dangled off a sheer cliff that dropped down into nothingness, dangerously close to the Void. Vex leaned into Derivan's side, and Derivan wrapped an arm around his boyfriend's shoulders, marveling at the feeling of having someone care about him in such a manner. Of caring for someone in such a manner.
He hadn't really ever considered it, not even as ...
2024-04-28 14:35:41 +0000 UTC
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There was one hour left, and Sev didn't feel like he was any closer.
Derivan, Vex, and Misa had all left the building to try to help calm people's nerves, and to see if there was anything they could do to make this bit of reality last longer. Vex and Misa were trying to channel their Grand Anchors into something, even if they were missing the key piece of Divinity—and even though Sev knew those anchors didn't quite work like that, he couldn't bring himself to stop them.
2024-04-27 15:37:59 +0000 UTC
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Twenty-one hours had passed.
Sev and the rest of his party members were housed in a small building in Anderstahl—formerly a small industrial workshop, now converted into a temporary residence. It had originally been for the refugees, but Sev and several others had insisted on taking it and giving the refugees their beds in the Adventurers' Guild instead. No one argued with them. The people of Elyra had lost their homes, after all, and even though they'd escaped, that loss still hung h...
2024-04-27 15:37:05 +0000 UTC
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Sev raced back toward the train, pocketing the stone. He'd think about it later. "We need to hurry," he said, pulling a startled Ixoryn and Tinsel with him. "Not much time left."
"Were you not repairing it for the express purpose of having time?" A perplexed Ixoryn asked.
"We had hours left when I repaired it. The estimations we had were off, and we didn't account for the increased load of refugees being offloaded onto the Anderstahl anchor," Sev said. He leapt into the cabin and ...
2024-04-25 16:16:25 +0000 UTC
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The Void felt cold around Sev.
It wasn't really cold, of course. The Void wasn't really anything. It was an emptiness that ate away at everything of substance within it—the result of the natural decay of the fabric of reality itself.
But it felt cold. That was the nature of the Void. In the absence of reality, the mind would fill in the blanks; it was a dark, featureless space, so his mind expected it to be cold.
So it was.
Sev pulled his robes a little...
2024-04-23 15:54:14 +0000 UTC
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"First," Gheraa says. "You have to understand what the Interface is."
There's a pause. Gheraa stares at me expectantly, and after a moment passes, I open one eye to look at him. "What is it?" I ask, because Gheraa is clearly waiting for me to prompt him. He rolls his shoulders once, then takes a deep breath, like he's preparing for some big reveal...
"We don't know," he says.
"...What." The response is almost enough for me to lose concentration. I feel like I can almost<...
2024-04-22 16:10:17 +0000 UTC
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I haven't looped. I think.
The I think is kind of a weird qualifier, I know. I'm pretty sure I'm not dead, but I'm also not entirely convinced I'm still alive. Best guess is that I'm in some kind of coma, or otherwise in some sort of transitional state, like when I managed my first Phase-Shift or when I'm picking out an Inspiration with Gheraa. Everything around me is a dull, drab gray, like I'm sitting in a colorless, Firmament-less Void.
I'm conscious, at least. So that...
2024-04-22 16:07:02 +0000 UTC
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The core of a dungeon wasn't a place that was normally accessible to delvers. They existed as a kind of grounding point for reality anchors—a storm of unstable reality and crumbling debris, often both able and willing to defend itself from delvers. And that was if they could be found. They were hidden in obscure and unlikely places, always close to the end of the dungeon but never easily reached.
The fact that this one had a train station attached to it was surprising.
2024-04-21 16:03:57 +0000 UTC
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To say that Xelil was worried after hearing Exvhar's story was an understatement. Vex wondered if she simply hadn't processed everything they'd told her properly until she heard it from her brother's own mouth. One thing he'd almost forgotten was that Exvhar had kept his memories of the Void. He knew on some level what was happening, even if he'd been rather ignorant of it all compared to many others. He could recount the experience of being in there, of what it felt like to have you...
2024-04-20 14:21:22 +0000 UTC
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Even without being specifically tuned to divine energies the way Sev was, Vex could feel how much influence the gods had here. It was in the air, in the ground, in everything around them. It was... almost uncomfortable for him, even, though that was mostly because Vex couldn't quite shake the feeling of being watched.
Enkiros was a beautiful kingdom. Whatever their connection with the divine was, it enriched every aspect of the city. The air felt fresh and clean, the stree...
2024-04-19 15:29:06 +0000 UTC
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The hum of the train's engine was the only sound in the room. Sev was lost in thought. Ixoryn seemed too busy absorbing everything he'd been told—he'd barely said a word after Sev explained the situation to him. Instead, he sank into himself, and spoke only to ask where they were going.
Tinsel—who had also heard the same explanation, given Sev hadn't been able to think of a good excuse to not tell him—was similarly and uncharacteristically silent. A slight flicker of...
2024-04-18 14:58:05 +0000 UTC
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It took longer than Vex would've liked for him to recover, but he wasn't about to complain. Just the fact that he'd essentially been handed a miracle cure for his condition was pushing the limits of what Vex considered to be his luck for quite possibly the next seven years.
Eventually, though, he did recover—at least enough that he wasn't in constant pain and could once again access his system and its features—and he began to sort out their plan.
They were spendi...
2024-04-18 14:54:09 +0000 UTC
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Derivan wasn't sure how much time had passed. He was trying not to think too hard about it. He found that he was all too aware of every second and minute, and distracting himself from the passage of time seemed the most prudent course of action; it was, for now, the only thing that kept him functional.
He didn't like feeling like this. Mostly helpless. Mostly a victim to the other forces at play. As much as he knew where Vex was, as much as Shift and Patch gave him an advantage in this ...
2024-04-17 15:33:04 +0000 UTC
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Ixoryn was dead.
Or as close to dead as he was going to get, anyway. He was dimly aware that he was bleeding and that there was nothing he could do about it—who would've thought mortals would ever be able to do this much damage to him?
But that was the worst part of it, wasn't it? That it was mortals that had done this to him. If it had been anyone else, then at least he would be truly dead; if it had been anyone weaker, then he wouldn't have been hurt at all.
<...
2024-04-16 15:46:27 +0000 UTC
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Author's Notes: Been badly sick. Back to uploads!
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"This station is everything I expected it would be and I hate it," Sev groaned.
"Why?" Tinsel asked. "I think it's pretty!"
"Tinsel, you don't have a mouth. Or a nose." Sev glanced at the giant waterfall of... well, ichor. As best as he could tell, this was in fact the divine definition of ichor, as in 'the blood of the gods', which was at least marginally better than the alternatives. Golden liquid ...
2024-04-15 16:09:35 +0000 UTC
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Author's note: One chapter this week; got pretty badly sick along the lines of "was probably internally bleeding for a bit". So uh... yeah. Hope you enjoy the chapter though!
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I try to get Bimar to tell me more about this Trialgoer, but she's shaken enough from the mere mention of Teluwat that she refuses to talk about it until we're safely back at Miktik's workshop. That's going to be a process in and of itself, because we have to figure out what to do wi...
2024-04-15 16:08:07 +0000 UTC
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