Epsilon Twilight

88. A Whole Family

After having left all of the suitcases in Christie’s room – because ninety percent of them were hers – the girls directed to the dining room where they found the rest of the members of the estate.

Agatha was elated to find a certain familiar person there, though it was also true that she felt a dizzying giddiness at the sight. Her mo...

87. Protecting the World

Christie woke up to a powerful grunt. She was used to the occasional grunts of the mock turtle, but never with this amount of distress. A part of her brain jolted her into action, perhaps part of the drilling training of the academy, as she immediately thought they were under attack.

Yet all those thoughts instantly vanished the moment she...

86. The Resilience of Miners

Being incapable of unlocking lapiloquia irritated Agatha to no end, especially because she didn’t know if she would even be good at it after dedicating this much effort to it. The only thing that kept her sane was that most people hadn’t unlocked it either after a whole year of training. Alas, she had more important things to worry about. 2025-11-17 15:35:15 +0000 UTC View Post

85. To Make Greater Horrors

Andalushia Ibadi al-Shiraz enjoyed a peaceful bath in one of the many bath houses of Intak Solfan. Since her youth, she had been ingrained with a culture of bathing, so she loved finding the best baths she could whilst traveling. And a heated pool with beautiful floral tiles and mosaic frescos was certainly up there. The warm water heated her bo...

Schedule Update

Hello there,

Later today I will post a long interlude, so I thought this was the best time to take a short rest after having posted for so many days straight, and the fact that I didn't take my usual interbook rest.

I will not publish here for the following week as I have to replenish my backlog, but we will be back to daily chapters...

84. Utmost Pure Definition of Yearning

Christie enjoyed just lying in bed and lazing around. But, of course, a key factor of that enjoyment was that Agatha was in bed with her.

“Am I not hurting you?” Her ladylove asked with a hint of worry.

“Not at all,” Christie put down her book and caressed Agatha’s cheek with the back of her hand.

“Really? I would h...

83. Do You Accept My Offer?

René Dago patiently waited in his office for his student to appear. Truth be told, he was shaken by the recent events.

“Her growth is far too fast,” he muttered under his breath. “Fourth Stratum in the second year… I know she only has a single agate and can focus all her effort in that one, but… some miners do not reach further ...

82. Stones Speak in Raw Sexism

Agatha felt energized. It had been a long time since she had been able to use her body in a violent manner. Way too long. She didn’t consider herself a violent person, at least not by default, but punching things from time to time felt good. The same couldn’t be said for the rest of the class, as they looked at her with dread. Thoug...

81. Lithic Cadence

The midterms were upon them, and Christie couldn’t deny that she was nervous. Not because of the academic aspect – that one she was more confident than ever before – but because of the military aspect. There was going to be another tourney for their Agatecraft midterm, and she couldn’t say she was prepared. Not only now the whole class e...

80. Shallow Breeze of Plenitude

Agatha had to say that studying was way easier when one was used to reading and writing. She knew that part of her struggles wasn’t because of her lack of effort or because she was a moron – well, partially at least – but now it became a whole lot more apparent that being able to read and write with fluidity helped a lot in one’s retaini...

79. This Kind of Hurt

Christie felt so bad that she wanted to puke. She had screwed up. She had screwed up badly. She loved Agatha so much that she… that she had hurt her. Oppressive love. The exact same thing her dearest father had done for her. Perhaps she hadn’t enclosed her in a single building for a decade and a half, but that didn’t make it any less bad.<...

78. Macrokinesis and Microkinesis

Agatha loved Christie with all her might; she truly did, but whenever she got this aggressive… fear overcame her. Fear of her girlfriend becoming that occasional aggressiveness and not the girl she first fell in love with. She loved that Christie too, make no mistake, but the dirty-blond girl didn’t want to see that original version of the r...

77. The Wise Look at Stones, The Morons Shout

It soon became apparent – not only to Christie but to the whole class – that Teacher Dago wasn’t joking when he mentioned that it would take them a lot of time to learn lapiloquia. Even if both Agatecraft disciplines could be summarized into two words – those being ‘commanding stones’ – lapiloquia was very much different from litho...

Happy Halloween!

Hello there,

Royal Road's Writathon has started, so there will be an onslaught of chapters these coming weeks.

Furthermore, here's a Halloween present in the shape of Lithic Angel Agatha and Agate Demon Christie by EleDraws. Plus the addition of a new patchwork attire for Agatha by Hiircine. (We will see that one soon.)

Think o...

76. Lapiloquia

These days were the most peaceful in Agatha’s life; they were like a dream come true. Each day she woke up with Christie at her side, her beautiful girlfriend with her fiery mane spread over the bed, strands of hair far longer than she was tall. There was just no more gorgeous sight in nature than that.

But she couldn’t say either that...

75. Second Years

Christie lamented that she wasn’t able to meet with Agatha’s mother for longer, but her ladylove had told her once they were on the move that Esmeralda might be a new member of the Valasela household. That made Christie happy twofold: for one half Miss Diorite would now have a decreased load, and for the other half she would be able to talk ...

74. Secrets Between Us

These last weeks were very interesting for Agatha. In a way, they weren’t that different from her daily life at the academy, as she spent most of her time practicing lithorica and exercising, but at the same time, never before had she felt this fulfilled before. She wasn’t training because someone was forcing her to do so, but rather, becaus...

73. Unshackled the Chains

Christie had many reasons for what she had done. But the greatest of them all was that she was a coldhearted manipulator. She knew that – in her perfect clarity of mind – her dearest father was ready to give the world to her after revealing that heavy secret that had weighed him for years. So why bother to eat the world when someone offered ...

72. The Virtue of the Truth

Agatha had no idea what had just happened. One moment Christie was standing at the door crying, and at the next one she was asleep on her chest. The dirty-blond girl hadn’t bothered to ask questions; she just limited herself to caressing the redhead’s mane as she knew that in moments like this she certainly wouldn’t like to talk or be talk...

71. The Pain of the Truth

Christie felt awful for not having prepared anything for Agatha’s birthday. Sure, she hadn’t known it was her birthday, and the redhead hadn’t told her that it was her birthday either, but it still pestered greatly. She should have done something for her ladylove! Alas, she knew better than to dwell in such thoughts, for the time had alrea...

70. The Might of a Miner

Agatha almost felt unsettled when she woke up. The sun grazed her in a lovely manner through the window and her body was perfectly rested, yet those comfortable feelings were the root of her distress. Too many days on the road, the dirty-blond girl pondered as she yawned and stretched her arms.

“How queer that I’m feeling more...

69. Nice and Warm

Christie felt as if she had been struck by some earthshattering revelation. Is this the truth that the scholarities proselytize about? She clutched her chest as she tried to stop her ragged breath, but it was hard. Her heart beat fast, and hot air came out of her lips. Nightrobe without undergarments, what a lethal combination....

68. Embraced by Wealth

Agatha couldn’t believe what she was seeing. It was just too much. The Valasela Estate was even more decorated and furnished than the Skyscraper Academy, a literal castle and the most prestigious academy in the whole kingdom. How her humble and gentle girlfriend hadn’t become a spoiled brat after being nurtured in all this wealth was somethi...

67. The Weight of the Truth

Christie was stupefied. Before her was a gorgeous woman. Radiant and long brass hair. Dual-eyed sapphires. Bountiful… er… bosom. The title of mock sapphire never felt more veritable to her beloved, for she had found an actual polished sapphire. And as striking as the sight was, Christie’s first thought was: Will Agatha become that gorg...