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I have the Royal Road chapters set to release this weekend. I am currently away on business related emergency, and am not capable of uploading at this time.

You will have an influx of three chapters on monday. My deepest apologies.

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Chapter 56

The carriage ride was four hours long.

Four maddening hours of isolation, separated from Cordelia, Fractal, V, and Ten because of some obscure Bastian law that required me to ride alone.

Not even the attendant from earlier had been allowed to accompany me—not that I had ever caught her name.

The silence wa...

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Chapter 55

"What. Are. You. DOING. HERE!?"

The voice was a thunderclap—violent, unrelenting. The loudest thing I had heard in ages. It crashed over me like a tidal wave, rattling my bones, leaving an uncomfortable ringing in my skull. I recoiled, pressing my hands over my ears, cursing my mother’s genetics.

I might not h...

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Chapter 54

There was an art to negotiation.

It wasn’t just about knowing what you wanted. It was about knowing what the other party wanted—and, more importantly, what they feared losing.

I leaned back in my chair, watching Barbra with measured patience.

She sat across from me, legs crossed, the picture of effortles...

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Chapter 53

After enduring the monotony of my day, finding myself ensnared once more in the labyrinthine library felt like an unearned blessing. Unlike the previous night—where I had been stripped of all sensory input beyond my aura—this evening unfolded in a more familiar way. Towering bookshelves stretched into infinity, surroundin...

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Chapter 52

The archery range? Boring.

Thanks to my vector awareness, I already knew the trajectory of every arrow before I even released it. The air currents in my aura? Mapped out. The exact point of impact? Predetermined. I wasn’t aiming—I was calculating.

When I activated my Shell, my arrows multiplied, forming three ...

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Interlude Vanitas 3

That. Damned. Brat.

He has been asleep for a year. A fucking year.

I waited. I endured. I played my part, twirling through the halls of Danatallion’s cage like a patient performer waiting for his cue. And just when I should finally claim my prize—just when the ink should be dry, the contract sealed, and his so...

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Chapter 51

I came to consciousness in the space between two worlds—the lingering haze of the Market of Indulgence still clinging to my senses, interwoven with the structured stillness of Danatallion’s Library. It wasn’t the restful awakening of a long, rejuvenating sleep, nor was it the jarring snap of being yanked from unconsciou...

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Chapter 50

“If… If this is supposed to be some grand challenge that escalates every day for ten years, then why do I typically only face one adversary each night?”

“That is a common misconception.” Lumivis’s voice was level, yet edged with something I couldn’t quite place—mild exasperation, perhaps. “Each night, ...

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Chapter 49

AN: Final Time I'll state this about Lumivis. All bold or no bold. Just see Lumivis as Bold for me ;w;

“What…what is this?” I nearly screamed out loud. Seeing the person on the cover – it was me. 

“Oh. That’s not great. Well I now know what your challenge for the evening is.” Lumivis spoke with...

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Chapter 48

AN: Same as before and all future Lumivis's speech. See it as Bold Text.

The moment fragments of the story crossed into my aura, they turned to me. Their attention was immediate—some drawn by curiosity, others by something far more hostile. Peaceful wasn’t the word I would use to describe the ones that refrained fr...

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Chapter 47

AN: Lumivis's Text is supposed to be bold. Due to Patreon's formatting, I either bold this entire chapter, or make none of it bold. Please forgive me for not Bolding Lumivis's text/speech

Chapter 47

That night, I was pulled into Danatallion’s Halls.

It felt... wrong.

The familiar labyrinth of books...

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Interlude - Marrllyn 1

Prince Marryllyn lounged across his opulent chair, one leg hooked over the armrest as he tossed a gilded coin between his fingers. His other hand massaged his temple as a dramatic sigh left his lips. "Alright, which one of you is responsible for my headache today? Because I swear, this one is worse than the time the G...

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Chapter 46

As I emerged from my trance, I caught Ranah’s gaze fixed on me, her expression laced with curiosity. She clearly had questions, but I was far too drained to entertain them. My head throbbed like I had been reading through an entire library of cursed tomes in a single sitting. Rubbing my left temple, I instinctively ...

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Chapter 45

My ostentatiously massive barracks—an unparalleled luxury—awaited me like an open-armed host. The sheer personalization of the space was both extravagant and intimate, with each person’s room reflecting their identity in vivid detail.

Cordelia’s quarters were a garden in bloom, alive wit...

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Chapter 44

I was finally cleared—not that I’d ever followed my doctor’s advice to the letter.

My leg, or rather, the veins inside it, had been replaced with something called Ion-Veil. A synthetic vascular system designed to regulate my blood flow after I’d ruined my original one through mercurial t...

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Chapter 43

My body was torn into shreds. Hundreds. Thousands. Ribbons of red spiraled through the air, twisting like macabre streamers, a grotesque parody of celebration. They wove themselves into the cyclone of buzzing wings, merging with the writhing storm that had consumed me.

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Chapter 42

Six times, I had failed. Six times, I had died.

Each attempt had ended the same way—whenever I neared a puddle of brackish water, something struck from beyond my sight. A scythe-like limb, impossibly fast, cutting through flesh and bone as if I were made of parchment. Each time, I tried to rea...

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Chapter 41

Much to my dismay, the answer was yes.

I was alone.

The ruins of the city loomed around me like the remains of some fallen titan, skeletal buildings jutting toward the ashen sky. The streets were littered with corpses, their forms twisted in agony—some charred beyond rec...

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Chapter 40

Pendell, a city renowned for its towering spires and vibrant marketplace, once stood as a proud and prosperous center of trade, culture, and innovation. Situated along the coast, Pendell’s cobblestone streets had long been a testament to the blending of ancient architecture with the vitality of modern ingenuity. Yet, de...

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