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Walking Outside - Chapter 14

I’m not sure what I expected to happen when I announced to a keyed up supernatural warrior that their was an invisible threat within reach, but launching herself over the banister and tackling Marcie wasn’t it. Nor did I expect both of them to freeze in embarrassment the moment Buffy really processed what that meant for the tackler when the ...

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Walking Outside - Chapter 13

“Mr. Goodfellow?”

I turned at the question that came the moment I stepped through the front door of the school. The short jowly man smiled at me in a good natured but almost confused tone. If I remembered correctly this was the principle of the school from early in the series, he had seemed incompetent but well meaning and had died ear...

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Walking Outside - Chapter 12

My cheerful mood was broken when I unlocked the apartment and found the door to my temporary room wide open, a note taped to the door. Worse, I was circling Black mana at that exact moment and my emotions slammed from violation and anger at the trespass on my territory to instantly considering how I could punish Gile’s for his actions. Switchi...

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Walking Outside - Chapter 11

Clenching my teeth, I stared at the disturbed bit of carpet in Giles’ guest/safe room. A day after my explosive experimentation in the graveyard Giles had cleared the room out and offered it up so I would no longer be couch surfing on his couch. I was now couch surfing on a proper bed in a proper room with a lock and privacy. Not that I though...

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Walking Outside - Chapter 10

Buffy was silent during the first half of our patrol, while we walked from the school to one of the larger graveyards. Even without knowing about the Hellmouth, the number of graveyards around the town would have rang some bells. Admittedly, I wouldn’t have first jumped to ‘vampire infestation,’ but it would have come off as creepy to me.<...

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Walking Outside - Chapter 9


I may have made a strategic mistake,’ I thought to myself before my back impacted the wall of the training room, followed by my feet moments later. Then I fell, dropping head first to the padded floor. Buffy said something in a concerned tone, but I couldn’t make it out since I was trying to listen through my knees at ...

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Walking Outside - Chapter 8

Got this done a few days ago, but only managed to get it edited this morning. Still, Happy New Years!

I've set a schedule and blocked out for work so I should be able to get back to a regular schedule again. I want to thank all of you that have stuck with me even through the lean times, as well as those who couldn't but wanted to. I reall...

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Walking Outside - Chapter 7

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Walking Outside - Chapter 6

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Walking Outside - Chapter 5

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Walking Outside - Chapter 4

Coming quicker. It looks like I'm actually getting back into the swing of writing!

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Walking Outside - Chapter 3

part 3!

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Walking Outside - Chapter 2

Number 2!

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Walking Outside - Chapter 1

Got tired of not writing while also fighting my muse in an attempt to write my other stuff, so instead, I just followed my muse.

Boom, three chapters.

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Chapter 13 - Layers - The Traveling Dungeon

Somewhere between the thirteenth one-way layer of space and the seventeenth, I earned an achievement from Ms. BlueBox. I was distracted, trying to hold the layers steady. It was difficult, even for me, with my divine powers over space, so I missed the exact moment my skill was acknowledged. Once I stabilized the structure of tortured space, I fo...

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Chapter 12 - Goals and How (Not) to Set Them

When the final Orc finally staggered his way out of my dungeon, I unceremoniously removed the entrance to a point hanging above the poison waterfall I found weeks before. I couldn’t close off my dungeon entirely, but I wasn’t eager to deal with challengers at the moment either. I needed to figure out what my plans were now that things had ch...

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Chapter 11 - Tackle Hug to a Realization - The Traveling Dungeon

There are few things in life more wonderful than being tackle-hugged by a happy woman. Especially when you thought you would never experience it ever again. It was surreal when the woman was seven feet tall, lightly covered in a smooth chitinous armor, had sharp-clawed hands, delicate white tusks, and downy-soft feathered wings. I had imagined t...

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Chapter 10 - Soul-Brother - The Traveling Dungeon

Rok patted the scales over his chest as he exited his latest challenge. The warm-satisfied-full sensation from his partner echoed through his mind as they turned the last corner through the twisting halls of the dungeon. This wasn’t his first time in a dungeon, but it was the first time he or anyone he knew had experienced something s...

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Chapter 9 - You Want My Body - The Traveling Dungeon

It says something about my life that I was surprised to suddenly remember losing a one-sided argument with myself—courtesy of one of my other me’s. Worse, I honestly did lose the argument. The other me was right about all the things I had been avoiding and why. I could have been a bit nicer to myself about the way I argued about it, but then...

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Chapter 8 - Building is Fun, Fun is Building - The Traveling Dungeon

It was easier to be a dungeon fragment of Dale than it was to be Divine Dale.

The difference was the same as between a bomb versus a demolition expert. Both can cause or solve many problems, but only one of them will still be there after they do their work. As a dungeon fragment, one of Dale's so-called 'other me's,' I had all of Dale's pr...

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Chapter 7 - Showing Off - The Traveling Dungeon

With a simple twist, I stepped onto the trading floor of the mage's tower. My sudden appearance drew eyes, but it was the essence leaking from me in an invisible wave that created a pool of silently staring mortals. The merchants had quickly consumed the expanded floor space; carts, stalls, and tent-covered stands crisscrossing the nearly square...

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Chapter 6 - Pretending Problems Don't Exist - The Dungeon Traveler

I felt like I should be hyperventilating. A nice panic attack would give me a way to deal with the sudden shot of surprise coursing through my mind. Not an incredibly productive way to deal with it, but it was a way for me to deal with it. As it was, I froze and stared at the message while the Gods continued their subdued celebration. I never wo...

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Chapter 5 - Debts Owed - The Traveling Dungeon

Nothing outlines how your world has changed than being able to step sideways through the dimensions. Ending up back in the Hall of the Gods while a vicious sharp-toothed, and dirty Goddess once again clinging to you just underlines it. Scratch that. No. Stepping sideways into the Hall of the Gods…and knowing how that works. That is the real wa...

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Chapter 4 - Godly Birds and Bees - The Traveling Dungeon

We appeared on the side of a hill forming the boundary of a valley. Surrounding us was scrub-brush, small boulders, and a field of broken rocks. In the valley were two groups of humans fighting. It was hard to see from this distance, but they were a mix of men wearing furs with wooden spears assaulting lightly armed guards. Despite the disparity...

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Chapter 3 - Conflicts - The Traveling Dungeon

Before I could question the small goddess, the hunched, dirty divinity let out a drawn-out hissing laugh. She flashed her sharp teeth in a truly horrific grin while glancing at me through her hanging hair. Rocking her hips from side to side, the movement disturbing with her hunched form, she slowly shuffled forward to sit next to me and glared a...

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A stray scene.

Every once and a while, a stray scene sticks in my head, and I need to get it out before I can move on. So, without further a due, here is a random stray part of a scene that made me laugh.

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With a grunt I thrust forward, pelvic bone bruising u...

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Epilogue - The Humble Life of a Skill Trainer

The waving mass of invisible tentacles swayed around Rang Yu as he stepped from Baron Verstrom's mansion. The feather-like touch erasing his passing from the minds of gardener and gate guards alike. A slightly more powerful press from his soul-linked tendrils smoothed his existence from the minds of the secret Royalist-aligned Mages hidden withi...

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Chapter 80 - The Humble Life of a Skill Trainer

Returning to the Baron’s estate was far more nerve-wracking than our morning journey. I wouldn’t have thought it when I woke, but with the streets packed with unnerved townspeople and the squads of the King’s mercenaries roughly keeping order, it was true. Worse, we were escorted back by a team of hard-faced men who made way for our carria...

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Chapter 79 - The Humble Life of a Skill Trainer

The King rose from his padded seat, his guards in fine plate flanking him as he walked. The gathered nobles’ eyes were drawn to his performance, his movements careful and measured as he stepped down the wooden stand and to the arena itself. Stopping at the edge of the pit filled with white sand, he faced Alexis and dramatically gave a martial ...

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Chapter 78 - The Humble Life of a Skill Trainer

The dueling rules were a throwback to an older, more brutal time of the kingdom. There were few requirements, but the few that existed were vigorously defended by the dueling pit’s aficionados. The area of battle must be lowered to designate the arena. The pit must be filled with sand or mud, and once both competitors enter the arena, the duel...

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