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When Wise rose from the shattered remnants of the mirrored wall, his face was…wrong. Broken like the glass. The visage of me that he’d been using was cracked, and black mist leaked from inside of it. He snarled, his hands coming up to his face, trying to press the flaking shards back into...
“You want…to surrender your forces?” he said slowly, his tone obviously disbelieving. “The ones with all your friends and your PARENTS in them? Those forces? You want to just…hand them over to the Void?”
I was panicking. Or rather, I would have been panicking if I could fucking THINK. Instead...
Down, down, down into the deeps. The ritual, to no one’s surprise, was taking place on a much lower level, one much closer to the center of the planet. Not TOO close, mind. Our B-rankers and those of us with Chronicles were able to withstand the pressure, and Zeke had lent a few masks to the...
I expected my dad and mom to leap into action. His shadowy black soul army spread out around them, taking up a sort of formation shaped like a series of concentric stars, easily thirty of the things. But rather than join him in combat, my mother hummed consideringly. “I’m thinking of a number...
The next day was hectic. Arranging the full court press of searchers we needed required calling in a lot of favors with a lot of people. Some of those favors I called in personally, some my parents called in, but the result was the same. We had officially gathered enough people to head down to...
Creating my scrolls the next day was anticlimactic. There were nine of them now, which was new, and they were C-ranked, which was new, but they were…just scrolls. The same ones I always made. After getting that done and kissing my wife goodbye, I headed for my meeting at The Empty Room.
I left...
I regained consciousness slowly, seeing a familiar cheerful red haired face hovering above me, a wide grin on her lips. “Hey there little lord, how ya feelin?” She backed off as I sat up, groaning as I tried to get my head to stop doing its best impression of a six piece orchestra.
“Like...
“This is your worst plan ever,” my best friend informed me cheerfully as I stood across the ring from my mother’s apprentice. “You know you’re going to lose, right? Like yes, you’re the same rank now, but she’s got ten times the stats you do, and probably has a Chronicle. Not to mention she...
We headed back up to the surface after a bit more searching. We’d found two more anchors leaving, but since we knew the levels wouldn’t shift for another two days or so, we just recorded their locations for our wide purge later. Two anchors wouldn’t matter in the long run, but if we tipped our...
Once we emerged from Callie's soul space, I explained everything to my friends and family. Inner circle only, of course, under Murmur. Of course, everyone wanted to see Gossamer, and my wife was all too pleased to show off her new soul weapon. Even my mom was jealous. My dad, apparently, had his...
We came back to reality dazed. The first thing I did was check on Callie. “Cal? Sweetie? You with me? How’s your head?” I surged Zagan, flooding her body with life energy before she could answer, and she giggled and smacked at my hand.
“Wait til I respond, idiot,” she said fondly. “And...
I stared at the kindly man in shock. Or rather, I tried to. I couldn’t see him, really. My eyes were inexorably drawn to his, falling into the blue black abyss. He had the same eyes as my wife, but…more. An order of magnitude more. They were magnetic, hypnotic, whatever term you wanted to use, I...
Over the next eight or nine hours, we caught three more B-rank Void infiltrators. Not all of them were Vessels, sadly. In fact, only the first one, Faustryche, had been a vessel. Personally, I didn’t think it was so bad, we’d still taken down some Void worshippers, and even if they didn’t happen...
Reaching the tenth level wasn’t too tough. I wanted to go deeper, honestly, but Faustryche had been recently seen down here and we had a day or two before the next shift. In fact, we couldn’t have gone lower as a group anyway. The majority of our people didn’t have a Chronicle, even among the...