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The tunnel he was in was just an arm’s length higher that his head, and if he reached out with both arms he could touch the walls, after the first sharp turn it started to slowly twist back on itself while still leading up, and again after the first steep incline the tunnel went to more of a gentle slope. As it continued to snake its way onwards and upwards the meagre lighting from the entrance had quickly disappeared, still a little weary of using his magic as he didn’t know if the constant strikes could cave in the whole tunnel system, Kadin looked for something to light his way, as he rummaged through his cloak there was the occasional light glint from his bombes, but nothing that would cast a sustained light he could use. But then he seen the faint outline of one of his soul gems, pulling them out he found it was the fire gem he got from the salamander. It was emitting a tiny orange glow, the light didn’t reach past his open hand but he did see it lighting up the other gems that he had, so he put the other gems away as he looked at it, it was still slightly warm to the touch but not as much as when he first got it, so he poured a little magical energy into it where it immediately began to heat up, but also got brighter. After a few second of pouring his energy into it until it felt hot to hold but not scoldingly so it gave out just enough light to push back the blackness of the tunnel he was in. The walls of the tunnel were a dark grey as was the floor and roof above him but looking at it more he could see signed that this was once used, little scuffs and marks around him, and every so often signs of maintenance and for want of a better word construction. His first thought were orcs as goblins were too stupid to carve out their own tunnels and would just use what they could find. But as he listened there was no sound of current activity just the constant sigh of wind.
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So he kept on as he went the light in his soul gem dimmed as it cooled and he would need to top it up it did last about thirty to forty minutes between top ups though so it was still easily viable, all the while the tunnel kept its slight upward angel and would occasionally twist back on itself. After about two hours he did notice that it was a single route there were no branching or splits in the path he was on.
Kadin would regularly use his long sense to try and close on the ‘signal’ he first felt and it did feel like he was getting closer, but it was almost like it was moving with him – not as fast but still constantly onward. Even though it didn’t feel like a life sign Kadin figured this was in fact his target and anticipation started to build in his chest – after a long, tiering violent road its end was in sight. Pickup up his pace he started to move forwards again. Finally the ground around his was starting to level out more and the passage way he was in started to get wider and taller, he even started to see signs decoration and what could once be artworks etched into the walls, but after however many centuries since anyone called this place home they were little more dips and scrapes.
The light in his hands started to dim again and so he poured a little magical energies into it and as the brightness increased he noticed a bigger dip in the wall, just as he noticed it he also heard a light click and a whoosh as a green fireball shot out of the dip straight for his chest. Kadin leapt to the side just missing the fireball, it passed close enough that his protective enchantments on his cloak activated and sent littler shimmering rainbow waves from where the blast came closest. Turning his leap into a roll Kadin threw out his own hand channelling wind magic and sent a blast of highly compressed and condensed air at the dip in the wall, when it hit the wall a deep rumble then crack as small bits of the wall flew outwards leaving behind a bigger hole and long cracks running up and down the wall. He had assumed his target was waiting in a hidden alcove for him and attacked him but as he approached he noticed it was little more than a hand with, he also was picking up some diminishing magical energies – a trap. The Necromancer knew he was being followed.
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The Laptop Hero (Portal/Isekai LitRPG)
[participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge] - April 2022 Silas got summoned to another world—by a group of kids attending magic school who seemed rather unhappy with the results of their ritual. After a brief glimpse of his summoners Silas woke in the town dump. Unable to speak the local language, a misunderstanding escalated and before long Silas wound up in a jail cell, the locals having confiscated all his worldly possessions aside from his laptop, which had formed some strange bond with him. Now he can summon his laptop at will, and he can view his Status, level up, and gain powerful skills and magic as if he were some character in a video game, which is great and everything, but all Silas really wants to do is sit in a dark room and play games on his laptop. Only, life isn't a game, and Silas needs to get his act together because everyone else is playing for keeps. Or does he? Maybe for Silas life is just one big game now, with everyone else stuck playing by his rules. Assorted Disclaimers, in no particular order: I am only posting this on RoyalRoad.com, so if you find my story elsewhere it was not posted by me. Please do let me know! While I do consider this a progression fantasy, and have tagged it as such, Silas's Status improvements will not necessarily proceed in a linear fashion. His RPG stats will have ups and downs, exploits and nerfs, periods of growth and stagnation. Such is the life of a gamer, to be held under the thumb of the all powerful devs, or in this case a certain goddess devoted to the idea of Balance. SIlas himself should learn and grow, improving and progressing in areas where he struggles, or rather, to show such is my goal. The story is told from multiple points of view. While other PoVs will come and go, Silas shall remain the only lead character. The world Silas finds himself on is not a nice place. Expect him to encounter gore and traumatizing content and bad people who do bad things for selfish (or possibly noble) reasons from time to time. Some characters will use profanity, however due to cultural differences the curse words used will differ from those used in our corner of reality, so I'm not including the profanity content warning. Silas himself isn't one for foul language. No explicit sexual content here. This novel is intended for mature readers, however, and will include mature topics, including, but not limited to, sex, violence, death, and taxes. No harem. Might be an eventual romantic interest, possibly even some competitive jealousy, yet as his story begins Silas is too overwhelmed with other concerns to consider long term plans. Musophobics might want to steer clear of this story. Same goes for turophobics. You have been warned. Keep in mind, however, if my other disclaimers didn't make this clear, I only have the faintest of outlines at the moment. This story will take me where it will. My goal with this story is to write it to the end, something of a long-term writing exercise, with the hope others might take an interest in my work and encourage me to keep at it. I've started a number of works before, even finished a few, but this is the first time I've shared any work in a public forum. My temporary cover was made by me, in GIMP using public domain images. If you can do better I'll happily accept your submission and give credit for your work here!
8 181Twisted Tales
A she-elf, the last of her kind upon the earth after the rest of her race abandoned it centuries earlier, becomes entangled in fairy tales. Je Kinah's moral compass demands that she lend a hand to stories that were meant to have a 'happily ever after' but have gone astray. However, she is not without her own story and her past is coloured with tragedy and tainted with despair. Even as she unwravels each fairy tale, more of her own story is revealed and the ultimate conclusion is addressed. Can a she-elf ever hope for her own happily ever after, after all she has done?
8 232The life of the "Omnipotent" Being
"I wish i get reincarnated" And thus starts the life of the omnipotent
8 138The Hellish Incursion Part I: Demon Dogs Conspiracy
When one journey starts, there is always one with a different path. Lilac Rezmirn thought that she would lead a dull life while waiting for her brother, Hans Rezmirn, to return with the glory and fame for being one of the pioneers who discovered a new land. However, she did not expect her life to follow a different adventure. Her fate was set when she met a lupine stranger who didn't look and act like a typical Lycan. She soon found that this lupine stranger, who had limited knowledge of her language, was in fact a hellhound, a humanoid lupine dweller of the Underworld in the Hollow Earth. Meeting the hellhound proved to be the start of her adventure. She met companions along the way, and she slowly discovered that the hellhound she met was involved in something sinister, which would undoubtedly changed the Continent of Ternor forever. This is the story of Lilac Rezmirn, sister of Hans Rezmirn, and Ifrit Schelkz, the lupine hellhound from the Underworld. The Hellish Incursion is a spin-off story set in Ternor which started several weeks after Hans and his friends reached Main Continent. It is part of the same continuity with 'Light Bane', but can be enjoyed without referring to the other series other than knowing who Hans Rezmirn is.
8 85I Saved Worlds By Being... Nice?
Elena stumbled upon a game one day. It had positive reviews, and a lot of downloads, so she decided she'd play it. It's storyline was interesting too. Three worlds whose fates she could control. Three people whose lives she could make better. She played it diligently, dedicating all her free time to it. When the game finally ended, though... The three game characters she helped with great devotion stood in front of her. "I still remember the first time you gave me soup!" "I still remember the first time you gave me a cultivator's dead body!" "I still remember the first time you killed a knig- Oh wait, never mind, I was the one who did that." ....What? Click this to join my discord server! Click this to read two chapters ahead on my patreon!
8 94A tale of two Night Fury's: Toothless and Shadow
This the story of Shadow and Toothless. Please go check out my other stories for more information on them by clicking on my profile or looking up: Love in the Time of Dragon Riders. Hope you enjoy:DLoveToothlessLover777
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