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The heavens were broken. I’d forgotten about that. The crimson expanse had been shattered, a colossal web of cracks across the vault of the sky. If I looked closely, ignoring the consuming darkness peeking through the cracks, I could vaguely make out the shape of a titanic palm pressing down on...
We entered the cave without much fanfare, and despite the expected backlash or protections, I didn’t face any real resistance. Still, we weren’t there yet, and once we’d walked further into the cave, Dayna reached into a pocket and pulled out a small note. “Mama said not to open this outside,”...
The killing glade looked somewhat similar to the knockoff version we’d seen in the shallowing, but also nothing like it at all. If I had to compare the sensation, if would be something like looking at a projection of a place through a scan box. It was sort of…condensed into an approximation, but...
“I really appreciate everything you’ve done for us, Mama,” I said sheepishly. “But you really don’t need to pack us lunch. You should keep it for the kids, they definitely need it more than we do. We HAVE food.” I was trying to refuse the large container of gravy soaked beef that she wanted to...
After hearing the whole story, Mama Bel looked wary. “Baby girl, you went and got yourself mixed up in some complicated things,” she said worriedly. “The affairs of gods aren’t something to play with. They have a way of sweeping you up into their wake without even meaning to. Divine proximity...
The inside of the Lodge was surprisingly warm. Not stifling or anything, but just…toasty. Like there was a roaring fire going just around the corner. And the whole place smelled of pine and woodsmoke. It was oddly homey.
Dayna, to my immense shock, was almost SMILING. She took a long, deep...
“Ow!” I snarled as I tried not to stiffed too much. “Get this OUT of me!” The arrow in my shoulder was STUCK, and I couldn’t use any forms or anything to get it out because the arrow itself was B-rank. It hadn’t been too solid of a hit, and I was sturdy, but it was in now, and I couldn’t get it...
I emerged from my mental conference with my wife refreshed and ready to take on the world. Which might have been a poor choice of words, because as I opened my eyes and looked at the surrounding wasteland, I noticed a distinctive uptick in the number of figures. As in thousands of them.
Turning...
Emerging from the door back onto the Void Road, I felt a weight slough off my shoulders. I released Dayna to help with directions, and Archie to scout, but left the demons inside. To make sure we weren’t spotted though, I incarnated Murmur, allowing my stealth demon to dwell within my body and...
The Voidwalker’s Guild was surprisingly jovial for a building tucked into a back alley corner of a city steeped in murder victim blood. As soon as we stepped inside, a few people took a look around, spotted Dayna, and cheered a greeting. The taciturn elf smiled slightly, nodding to them as we...
The trek to the nearest Hanging Land was just as quick as expected, or even quicker, because we were definitely moving with purpose. Brad had managed something unctionally impossible by making a pit in the Void Road (which was durable enough that most S-rankers couldn’t do much to them), but it...
After reincarnating Brad, we descended into the pit with no issue. The spikes had all vanished, and the whole place just felt…empty. Which was an odd thought to have about a hole in the ground, but even more than most holes, Brad’s former pit felt like an absence of a thing more than the...
Arriving at the pit wasn’t hard. The orangutans had, I suspected, been sent to bring us there directly after we’d spent hours mapping things out. The pit had become hungry, and was tired of waiting for its food to step into its salivating maw. So the recon we’d been planning, while still...
“You know, you scare me,” I said to Dayna conversationally as I stared up at the giant bronze lantern fish pinned to a large nearby tree. This was the third time I’d felt the need to mention that to her, but the pincushion she had made of the giant fish still made my skin crawl. Granted...