I wake up in the dirt once again. Panic seizes my heart, then fatalism freezes it.
The exhilaration of unleashing devastation upon our pursuers has now faded. It has been replaced by a terrible sense of impending doom. The Knights are too good and too well motivated for us to escape, and they were on our heels up until ...
2021-08-22 18:18:07 +0000 UTC View PostFor the first time in my second life, I wake up in absolute panic. I cannot move, I cannot see. The presence of the sun weighs on my mind like a yoke. A deafening silence assails me and deprives me of even a limpet of information. I believe that my time has come. I shall be stuck in limbo for all of eternity, finally punished...
2021-08-17 09:52:14 +0000 UTC View PostThe sun has set for an hour and I am giving the finishing touches to what will be the most devastating explosive device this world has ever seen. I used the sarcophagus as a base, its isolating protective spells enough to protect it against all but the most determined assaults. Unfortunately, the lid needs to be opened to sta...
2021-08-12 13:46:24 +0000 UTC View PostWe run and we keep running until we reach the camp. Our retreat is made in silence as we spend all our attention searching the earth and sky for danger. No cloud of death descends upon us, nor do the stones beneath our feet rise up, but after seeing what we stand against, I can no longer dismiss the possibility as too outland...
2021-08-05 13:06:23 +0000 UTC View PostI readjust the peasant’s garb and swear under my breath for what must be the sixteenth time tonight. The dress is nice enough, I suppose, with a white shirt and a small red skirt over a larger blue one that reaches my ankles. Unfortunately, it barely fits. The shirt is so large that I could fit two Arianes in there. The sec...
2021-07-29 14:06:32 +0000 UTC View Post“Join up with the local visiting lady and investigate a string of disappearances,” Phineas summarizes as we step down from the train. “It looks straightforward enough. What if a group of bandits is to blame? Do we pass the test anyway?”
“First,” I reply, “a lady would not mov...
2021-07-22 10:26:03 +0000 UTC View PostStill contains typos sry
2021-07-17 08:16:15 +0000 UTC View PostA frigid wind blows on the dead mountain, raising powdery white ice into the air.
Cadiz essence for focus, Natalis and werewolf for strength. I draw on them in my relentless assault against Svyatoslav as he parries and dodges backward. He flows around in a liquid manner that frustrates me to no end, avoiding strikes by ...
2021-07-15 15:28:57 +0000 UTC View PostKrakow is burning.
I wish I could have seen the city before the mob and before the persecution. Even now, the Saint Mary’s Basilica rises from the ashes around it, clad in its late Gothic glory. Ochre stone offers a counterpoint to the blood-stained snow and its many tiny windows seem to peer at the two pyres beneath....
2021-07-08 15:08:20 +0000 UTC View PostOops sorry about the failed upload.
2021-07-05 10:21:19 +0000 UTC View PostSame here, edited and corrected.
2021-07-05 02:45:37 +0000 UTC View PostThose chapters have been proofread and edited, I'd recommend reading those instead of the independent chapters.
2021-07-05 02:44:25 +0000 UTC View PostVampire ‘physiology’
The different stages of vampire life.
Vampires are made by a sire ranked at master or above. A mortal is drained of blood and fed concentrated essence (in blood form) over three days, following which they die and are reborn as vampires. The process is punishing for both pa...
2021-07-02 03:58:05 +0000 UTC View PostRussian winter has descended upon the Ural. The cold, crisp air carries no hint of human presence. No soot, no smoke, no persistent stench of sweat and refuse. Only the vague taste of slumbering sap floats under the snow-covered boughs. At night, nothing moves, nothing but diamond powder caressed by the wind. The landscape is...
2021-07-01 09:51:56 +0000 UTC View PostJournal of Peter Seminov
Last night, I dreamed of rope. I felt the harsh caress of woven hemp around my neck and every wood grain of the barrel under my naked feet with unnatural intensity. The recollection was so vivid that I woke up in a jolt, drenched in my own sweat at some ungodly hour. Only when dawn came did I re...
2021-06-23 18:00:34 +0000 UTC View PostTwo things to announce.
First, we have a new tier available for those who want Bob but not Journey.
Second, there will be a renaming of the different level of skills for Bob, but it doesn't change anything. It's just to harmonize them across the story and make things clearer. I'll probably go for novic...
2021-06-20 09:11:20 +0000 UTC View PostI slap Octave’s blade aside before it can bury itself in my breast, counter-attacking immediately. Our swords click against each other, whistling through the air. We step back and forth and to the side in a lethal dance. I am fully absorbed in the fight with the help of the Cadiz essence and manage to reach a state of perfe...
2021-06-16 13:15:28 +0000 UTC View Post
