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Gamble King Chapter 10. A Bold Gamble - Final Part (12k words)

Max perched thirty feet up in the ancient oak,

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Gamble King Chapter 09. A Bold Gamble - Part III (10k words)

The white-tailed doe moved with dignified purpo

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Chapter 107. The Cats

The whistle shrieked across the practice field.

Players scattered across the pitch like startled birds, grabbing their positions as the krozball shot into play. The academy's team moved with ...

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Chapter 106. Back To Normal

The portal felt like drowning in reverse.

Instead of water rushing into his lungs, Adom was suspended in something that might have been liquid warmth—a stream of lukewarm current that carri...

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Chapter 105. The Boy, The Witch And The Egg .Part II

Adom stared at his friends.

They'd come to help him. And this was the result.

His fingers twitched as he began to weave an illusion spell. If he could create a distraction, maybe the ba...

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Gamble King chapter 08. A Bold Gamble .Part II

Max needed more rerolls.

The Dragon Heart wasn't going anywhere, but his chances of successfully stealing it increased dramatically with more lives to spare. Gambling with just six felt risky...

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Chapter 105. The Boy, The Witch And The Egg .Part I

Adom had certain expectations about how this encounter would unfold.

Obviously, the butterfly woman would be formidable. She was, after all, a lieutenant of the so-called Sovereign Metamorph,...

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Gamble King Chapter 07. A Bold Gamble Part I (11k words)

The convoy had halted for the day, an unusual r

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Chapter 104. Multi Weaving

Adom's fingers traced four distinct patterns in the air simultaneously, each hand splitting its work between two separate spell matrices. White energy flowed in controlled streams, never crossing, ...

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Chapter 103. The Druid

Adom remained in his crouch, pulse hammering in his ears, vision still swimming slightly from the impact. The wind spirit loomed above him, its form a distortion in reality rather than a solid pres...

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Gamble King chapter 06. Hypothetically

On the morning of the sixth day, Max woke before the dawn horn sounded. His final day to accomplish the impossible. Tomorrow at dawn, Gregory would test him for Fanga, find him lacking, and reject ...

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Chapter 102. The Primal Hunter

Adom held up his hand in a closed fist—stop. Ev

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Chapter 101. Primordial Body

Adom stared at his hands, watching the pearlescent white energy flow across his skin like fire.

This wasn't right.

This wasn't supposed to be possible.

Mana was blue. Always blue....

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Chapter 100. Adventure Time (🥳)

Adom slid WAM and BAM onto his hands, feeling the familiar weight settle against his skin.

Kern and Fili had worked wonders with the upgrades. The reinforced knuckle plates featured subtle gr...

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Chapter 99. Welcome To The Fae Realm

There are certain expectations that even the most open-minded researchers develop when studying other realms. Adom was no exception. He'd spent decades poring over ancient texts, expedition journal...

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Chapter 98. Day After Day

Adom groaned as he dragged himself up the last flight of stairs to his dormitory. Each step felt like a personal betrayal from his lower body. He was eighty years old, not eighteen, and right now e...

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Chapter 97. Axis

"An invitation?" Bob stared at the compass in Adom's hand, then at the expectant expression on his face. The leprechaun's bushy eyebrows drew together. "To the Fae Realm? Lad, are you absolutely ma...

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Chapter 96. Kyren

Djinns.

They go by many names—genie, ifrit, marid, jinn—but whatever you call them, they're more spirit than physical being. Descendants of the Umbra, those ancient shadow dwellers who sl...

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Chapter 95. A Port Named Destiny (Morgana's POV) Final part

"I need a boat to get out of the city without being seen."

Rook looked up from the ledger she'd been examining, one eyebrow rising toward her hairline. She closed the book with deliberate car...

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Chapter 94. A Port Named Destiny (Morgana's POV) Part 2

Morgana stretched out on a bed wide enough for three people, soft as a cloud and draped with linens that smelled faintly of jasmine. The Golden Swan Inn catered to wealthy merchants and visiting di...

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Chapter 93. A Port Named Destiny (Morgana's POV) Part 1

Vethia. Port city and capital of the Marak kingdom. White stone buildings crowded the coast where the Syruval Sea met the Alyrian shores. The docks reeked of salt, fish, and exotic spices. Merchant...

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Chapter 92. The Red Demon

The Majordomo of the House of Lazarai appeared at precisely the moment Ambassador Lazarai had settled the last guest at the long table. He was a Tirajin with skin the color of burgundy wine, his ho...

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Chapter 91. Tirajin

Sam fidgeted with the collar of his shirt for the third time in as many minutes. "Are you sure we look okay? Maybe I should have worn the blue one."

Adom glanced sideways at his friend as the...

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The Gamble King- Chapter 05. The Man Without Fear

"Damn it all!" Max snarled, stumbling as his boot caught on a stone.

The soldiers on the nearby wagon erupted in jeers and laughter. One held up a wineskin mockingly.

"Look at the littl...

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The Gamble King- Chapter 04. Harek Of House Vanheim

"AAAARGH!"

Max's scream echoed through the tent as the healer yanked his shoulder back into its socket with a sickening pop.

"Stay still, you big baby," the old man grumbled, pressing d...

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Chapter 90. Well, This Is Awkward

Flight, among mages, was a surprisingly uncommon activity.

Not because they lack the capability—most competent spellweavers could manage some form of aerial locomotion—but because humans ...

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Chapter 89. School Break

The Unicorn's tavern, an old establishment at the periphery of the merchant district was quiet, save for the occasional clink of tankards and the low murmur of hired blades negotiating contracts. View Post

Chapter 88. The Wolf Of Merchant District

The tavern smelled of stale beer, sweat, and desperation—a fitting backdrop for a meeting like this. Marco sat with his back to the wall, one hand resting casually on the table, the other hidden ...

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Chapter 87. Pocket Monster

"...What?"

The single word hung in the air like a suspended blade. Marco stared at Tresh, his face frozen somewhere between disbelief and fury.

Tresh Mavarin, Guildmaster of the Crimson...

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Chapter 86. Surprises

Plans.

We all make them.

When done well, we agonize over every detail, map out every contingency, and consider every variable. We layer them like an intricate house of cards, placing ea...

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