《Return of the 13th Zodiac》Chapter 2.2
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As Shu Yue pondered about the mysterious bettor, she sensed a tremendous chi radiating from behind them. It immediately alerted her mind to strengthen her guard. Her pace slowed as she tightened her grip on her sword. Despite the fact that a threat was lurking behind them, she maintained her calm demeanor, as though unaware of any dangers.
"Xiao Ran," Shu Yue called in a quiet voice.
"I know," Xiao Ran whispered back. "We're being followed. Warriors."
"I'm sensing a great amount of chi, which indicates that there are about ten warriors," Shu Yue observed. "I have no doubt they are one of Dishan's bettors, or more accurately, Dishan's subordinate."
Xiao Ran frowned. "Springbear warriors?"
Shu Yue tapped a finger on her bamboo stick and nodded. "Yeah. I knew this would happen; I know they'll come after me for this soul-binding scroll."
"I see; they need it for Dishan, the rising warrior from their tribe who seems to have great potential."
Shu Yue cracked a smile. "Ah, you're still as sharp as ever."
Xiao Ran cleared his throat. "Well, I have to keep up with Young Mistress."
Dishan must be aiming to join the army in this upcoming season of military recruitment, Shu Yue thought as she closed her eyes, feeling the wind around her and sensing the aura it brought with it.
The recruitment event, which was held once every four years, was fast approaching, so disciples were desperately preparing. They wanted to impress the officials in the hopes of being accepted and gaining a position in the courts, where they could learn high-level martial arts and spells. Therefore, every disciple aspired to join the army.
Acquiring a spirit beast was no ordinary feat. It was a great accomplishment for both the warriors and the magi. A spirit beast would be a disciple's most loyal and powerful ally, so having a beast companion was thought to be a huge advantage. However, the only way to obtain a powerful spirit beast was to use a soul-binding scroll, which was equally hard to acquire. It was a very rare item that cost twenty thousand gold coins.
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That was why Shu Yue knew she wouldn't be able to leave in peace after the sparring match.
Well, who can blame them for being desperate? I am, too.
Shu Yue sighed and spun around to face the threat behind them. Xiao Ran followed suit. But there was no one there, except for a few pedestrians.
"Show yourselves!" Shu Yue bellowed.
One after another, the warriors hiding in the narrow space between buildings emerged like ninjas. There were six men and four women, and they all wore silver robes. None of them were older than their mid-twenties. Their sharp eyes harbored killing intent.
Xiao Ran stepped forward, ready to defend Shu Yue against any incoming attacks. He looked at them with cold, merciless eyes. A powerful and ominous aura was radiating from him. He looked like a beast primed and ready to pounce on its prey should they harm his master. His demeanor was diametrically opposed to Shu Yue's, who looked calm and gentle, almost harmless.
Fear flashed in the eyes of the ten warriors as they looked at Xiao Ran, their hands slightly trembled as they tightly gripped their weapons. But they stood their ground.
"Hand us over the soul-binding scroll, and we'll leave you alone!" exclaimed the tallest woman, standing ahead of her allies. She seemed to be acting like a leader now that Dishan was in such bad shape.
"Why would I hand over something I own?" Shu Yue asked in an innocent voice.
The female warrior gritted her teeth. Her killing aura intensified, and her chi began to stir. She looked even more fierce and menacing than before. Her incredible display of bravado and ferocity was commendable. It elicited fear from everyone, forcing them to be cautious.
But Shu Yue only found her fierceness entertaining.
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"I'm sorry, but I need this item too," said Shu Yue in that gentle voice of hers.
The woman's face darkened with rage.
Xiao Ran raised his palm as a warning. "Step back! If any harm comes to her I will not hesitate to kill you!"
Shu Yue tapped a hand on his shoulder as she stepped beside him.
"How about this?" Shu Yue said in a calm voice, and the warriors all looked at her. "Would you like a rematch? But this time, it's me against all of you."
Their eyes widened in surprise.
"H-how arrogant!" exclaimed one man as he glared at Shu Yue. "Don't be so full of yourself just because you defeated Dishan!"
The leader lifted a hand to silence her companion and smirked, her dark eyes blazing with a fierce fire as she looked at Shu Yue. "Sure. I will break that mask of yours and reveal the face of the coward hiding behind it!"
The woman looked so confident. Shu Yue studied her for a moment. She has a high amount of internal energy compared to her companions--compared to Shu Yue. When Shu Yue's eyes landed on the purple sash tied around the woman's waist, a slow, utterly wicked smile spread over her lips.
Ah, she's an A-rank warrior. No wonder she's so daring. Let me change that expression.
"Charge!" the fierce leader bellowed.
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End Boss
I am Varon of the Ravan family. The successor to one of the 5 great families that support the empire. I am a duke. And I am this story’s end boss. But I am also Ragnarok the great evil dragon, the Serpent king. I held power, title, glory and wealth and a easy life but I have given it up to be with her. My beloved. The red witch. The one who’s hated by all but me. She’s whose condemned by god. But today I will free her from her cage. I have prepared for every possible hindrance. I can’t afford to lose. My crimes are long. I will break her lock. I’ve lead and started wars from the shadows. I have imprisoned the souls of many and now my legions burn this empire. I have thrown this world into chaos. I am ready today the hero dies. So to break her free I shall slay the god that holds her. Even if the world dies in the process. I will get here back. For I am the evil dragon and she my evil goddess. And I will have her back. I hear her call. I miss her voice that just yesterday I could hear. The one called hero will not slay me for I know. I know I am this story’s end boss. How do I know this I am this story’s end. Because I am also a man from earth. And the ending to this story. I shall change it. See long dead is the man from earth. Long dead is the argonaut noble human. Long dead is the powerful dragon. Now there's only me Varon. A lonely man named Varon. But today I will be with her again. I am the end boss. But this time I shall slay the hero. I am Varon. At first I was simply Varon then Ragnarok memory’s came. Then the whispers that haunted me became her voice. Then the memory’s from earth came and with them so did a chance. A chance to be with her. A chance for victory. A chance for the end boss to win. It is time. Let’s begin the story. Can I best the other bosses?Can I defeat the coming hero? Am I allowed a happy ending after all that I have done? (Don’t remember where the cover photo came from but I think its from a manga.)
8 368Re-Ordaining of the Chosen
Alea cheerfully hummed as she descended the steps, brimming in upbeat while her colleague, Quarren Leos, shot her a look of skepticism. “So… were you right about him?” he asked doubtfully. She came to a stop for a moment, her humming falling silent before she shook her head, waving her medium length light-blonde hair from side to side. “I was wrong about him.” Quarren raised an eyebrow in confusion at the convoluted response.“But you seem quite happy?” he asked again. “Because I am. But I was wrong about him. He was… so much more than I ever expected.” Alea looked at the sky overhead with a smile. “That boy… no, that man, is amazing. I firmly believe he will come to stand on top of any adversary he faces. He is destined. He is Chosen.” Quarren snorted as he stepped past, shaking his head. “Okay. Each to their own beliefs but you’re sounding like a nutjob. That skinny twig? Everyone calls him a cripple, you know,” he shook his head.“Rumours are always false, Leos,” Alea answered with a disapproving shake of her head. “You wouldn’t know. He is so, so much more.” “I saw him with my own two eyes. I didn’t see anything redeeming,” Quarren rebutted. “Well…” Alea chuckled. “You haven’t seen what I’ve seen.” In the year 917 of the Imperial Calendar, the Great War had just ended between dozens of nations. Farrien welcomed home millions of troops and warriors with the Archdukes of Aerianne and Kanaria leading them at the forefront. Since the founding of Farrien, the Aerianne and Kanarian Archduchies have been pillars upholding the Kingdom from enemies. It was common belief that they possessed special blood blessed by the Goddess Stecia, who gifted the lineage to the first King of Farrien when he first founded the country. All were ecstatic when the current generation of the two Archduchy's, after the war, agreed to let their children wed. The excitement was short-lived however when the Aerianne Princess proved to be a dragoness among men but the Kanarian Prince was worse than even mediocre. The Prince disappeared and the wedding was shortly forgotten as society lived on. Until one day the Young Heir of Kanaria returned to Farrien a changed man, bringing demise with him. Follow the story of the Chosen ordained by the Goddess of Time as he returns to the past to right his wrongs and set things back straight again! Many thanks to xSTAYc for the cover design and various co-creative elements in the conscription phase! :p
8 102The School of Library and Information Magic
Welcome to the School of Library and Information Magic! Happy Birthday, Casa! Being a librarian is hard, don't you know? But you still went into it, anyway! You love it that much, huh? I hope you have a fun time while you're there!---- At the School of Library and Information Magic!~
8 85Purple Flames
Annabelle Lee thought she had a foolproof plan. She would activate the alien mothership's self-destruct, act like she was making a heroic sacrifice, then use her powers to create a wormhole to escape at the last second. As much as she wanted to be remembered as the Hero of Earth, she also wanted to survive. But instead of arriving back on Earth as planned, she somehow ended up in a prison cell in the distant world of Garnoth. And as soon as she blasted her way out, she was drawn into a fight between a desperate Resistance and the power-hungry arch-mage Daraken. And they weren't the only forces interested in her unknown power... ********** Updates approximately once a week. Discord server link: https://discord.gg/nE2cDVm
8 209Heretic: Unbound
The Fifth World is a testament to the mercurial nature of the gods. Four worlds before have been created, then destroyed, eradicated in the petty wars of their creators. The Fifth would be different, they assured themselves. Every god and goddess would limit themselves, to ensure that none of them was powerful enough to destroy what they worked so hard to create. But there are some who are not so easily controlled.Isaand Laeson is a follower of the Unbound god Szet, a Lector who wields his gods miracles to heal the sick and injured. He travels the world, hoping to do enough good in the name of his god to win some hearts and minds. But everywhere he goes, he is an outcast, slandered, insulted, hunted. A heretic, in a world ruled by the faithful. And there are none so dangerous as those who fear change.There are more chapters available on my website: https://hereticunbound.wordpress.com/
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