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2025-04-10 07:11:52 +0000 UTC View Post51st of Season of Air, 59th year of the 32nd cycle
The plateau stretched to Newt’s left and right, seemingly into infinity. A mere hundred feet ahead, stood the next...
2025-04-10 01:00:04 +0000 UTC View Post49th of Season of Air, 59th year of the 32nd cycle
Newt distinctly disliked being the center of attention. The establishment Dandelion had chosen was a great place to ...
2025-04-09 00:30:01 +0000 UTC View PostDay 131, 11:15 AM
“Welcome to the dungeon,” we’ve got fun and games. My voice is much more normal than the words might imply as I step onto the first fl...
2025-04-08 18:06:14 +0000 UTC View Post49th of Season of Air, 59th year of the 32nd cycle
Whenever a lull happened, Sleek came to the game of microraptor and mouse played by the Explorer’s Gate’s Newsta...
2025-04-08 16:04:53 +0000 UTC View PostDay 127, 10:00 AM
“I’m too old to be anything other than what I am.” Of all the dumb things Harlos could have said, this is probably the dumbest. He’s barely a...
2025-04-06 01:00:06 +0000 UTC View Post49th of Season of Air, 59th year of the 32nd cycle
One against two, Newt had no intention of being a gentleman. He fireburst towards the closer swordsman, Magmin Scale...
2025-04-05 23:00:05 +0000 UTC View Post49th of Season of Air, 59th year of the 32nd cycle
Newt’s flags buried themselves into the soft, squishy ground yet again.
“This is so annoying,” Newt mout...
2025-04-04 18:39:27 +0000 UTC View PostDay 123, 6:10 AM
“Where do you think you’re going?” Edna asks, her treant army blocking my path.
“Neat creations. Did you come up with the design?” I d...
2025-04-03 23:00:08 +0000 UTC View Post49th of Season of Air, 59th year of the 32nd cycle
Finally, after waiting half an hour in the bushes, Newt could move again. He skulked through the jungle for a handful of mi...
2025-04-03 06:00:28 +0000 UTC View PostDay 106, 11:50 AM
I start yet another loop, fifty-third, I believe, by quickly reaching level six of the mage class. Thanks to plentiful experience, I can cast and mai...
2025-04-02 01:00:07 +0000 UTC View Post49th of Season of Air, 59th year of the 32nd cycle
Newt had taken Dandelion’s advice for what it was - a roundabout confession that he would throw future matches aga...
2025-04-01 23:00:06 +0000 UTC View Post47th of Season of Air, 59th year of the 32nd cycle
Newt watched round after brutal round until the only ones left were the Sword Abode and Dandelion. A female announce...
2025-04-01 05:18:27 +0000 UTC View PostDay 119, 7:30 PM
My two weeks passed quickly. An hour a day, usually around meals, went on teaching the girls new spells. The rest of the time I spent on searching for secret compartments and...
2025-03-31 05:37:05 +0000 UTC View Post47th of Season of Air, 59th year of the 32nd cycle
“I’m spent, Newt,” Flare’s voice came from the other side of the fort. It was just the two of them, two gate...
2025-03-30 02:00:03 +0000 UTC View Post47th of Season of Air, 59th year of the 32nd cycle
“The eighth round is about to start with only seventy-two teams remaining, two of which are independent cultivator...
2025-03-29 03:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostDay 106, 7:30 AM
An invisible force pulls a carp the size of my forearm from the pond and places it atop the paralyzed tarantula we caught along the way. Edna sings a w...
2025-03-29 02:00:04 +0000 UTC View Post47th of Season of Air, 59th year of the 32nd cycle
The wall gave one loud crack before Newt arrived at the scene. The nanuqsaurus had a bloody face and a pair of legs sticking out of its jaw ...
2025-03-27 01:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostDay 106, 4:10 AM
Hundreds of drums beat in the darkness. The sound of rain battering at the roof and gushing through the drains is reassuring and intimately familiar after th...
2025-03-27 00:00:09 +0000 UTC View Post47th of Season of Air, 59th year of the 32nd cycle
Newt appeared on a flimsy wooden wall fifteen feet above ground, his eyes at the level of the jungle’s canopy. The surrounding gre...
2025-03-26 05:25:04 +0000 UTC View Post45th of Season of Air, 59th year of the 32nd cycle
A group of disciples from five different sects surrounded Dandelion, enthralled by his story.
“So there I was, in f...
2025-03-25 01:00:09 +0000 UTC View PostDay 105, 1:45 PM
The blinding lightning, moth dust, and the spasming urchin’s backstab started a havoc amongst the minor abominations. Three died to my spell, five more inj...
2025-03-24 08:26:31 +0000 UTC View Post45th of Season of Air, 59th year of the 32nd cycle
Newt followed the corridor alone. It was a gentle slope, ever rising upwards. His heart raced, unbidden thoughts assailing ...
2025-03-23 02:30:34 +0000 UTC View Post45th of Season of Air, 59th year of the 32nd cycle
Newt lost three sect-mates in the three following battles, each time finding himself forced to finish the matches personall...
2025-03-22 04:41:39 +0000 UTC View PostDay 101, 11:30 AM
There’s a lot of magic I was passively training during the decades-long loop. My internal clock is now precise down to seconds, and the information consta...
2025-03-22 03:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostDay 86, 10:01 AM
I turn around in the service corridor once more. Instead of going to get drunk and cause a needless incident with Edna, I head back towards the library. I mu...
2025-03-20 09:35:15 +0000 UTC View Post45th of Season of Air, 59th year of the 32nd cycle
Newt’s taunt worked. The wielder of the slender sword, probably a woman by the shape of her body, lashed out. Newt thrust...
2025-03-20 00:00:10 +0000 UTC View Post45th of Season of Air, 59th year of the 32nd cycle
Newt was not tall by any means, but he never considered himself short either. That changed when the black giant stepped for...
2025-03-19 05:18:55 +0000 UTC View Post45th of Season of Air, 59th year of the 32nd cycle
Twochains won the duel with some difficulty, meaning he was also between yellow and orange on the power rainbow. The moment...
2025-03-18 04:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostDay 86, 10:00 AM
I rub the phantom pain out of my neck. Snapping it while Edna was having a mental breakdown was one of the worst deaths in a long while. Well, not exactly, i...
2025-03-18 02:00:04 +0000 UTC View Post