As Bamo snored, Akemi browsed through her upgrade options.
She could get Mind Paper from the rank three Shadow Auditor options, but that seemed like a waste. It was a utility skill she could pick up later. Right now, she needed something practical—something that could help her if she chose to go after Vokasha.
She explored her rank...
2024-02-19 18:45:36 +0000 UTC
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Toto was a massive man. Muscles bursting out of his white, blood-stained t-shirt, he was constantly spinning around on a tiny circular stool, fetching miniscule instruments from a large black case. He loomed over an operation table, staring at a skinny, beaten adventurer. The smaller man was completely wrapped in bandages.
“Good as new,...
2024-02-17 19:50:21 +0000 UTC
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Hey guys. Work is insane and girlfriend is sick, so wasn't able to get today's Momo chapter in a place I'm happy with. Enjoy some Nether Demon Momo art in its place.
2024-02-15 21:32:57 +0000 UTC
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Bamo threw a crumpled piece of parchment at Akemi’s head, and she groaned, eyes adjusting to the blaring light of day.
“Hey, Miss. Sleeps-For-Ten-Hours. We’ve arrived at Kerbos.”
Kerbos. The only neutral city in-between Grimguard and the fjord. Neutral cities, as Bamo explained to her, had a bit of a misleading title. While v...
2024-02-14 20:30:38 +0000 UTC
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Congratulations!
For defeating a Great Winter Wyrm using only rapier techniques, you have gained a level in Seraph.
You have gained the following skill:
[Blade Division - Projectiles]: Separate your blade into three pieces and shoot those as projectiles. They will explo...
2024-02-13 19:44:06 +0000 UTC
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Akemi swiftly flanked to the side, then crumpled onto the grass, her body concealed just below the cover of the thick fog. The arrow soared past her, colliding with the carriage door.
“Damn it, where’d she go?” the archer barked, anxiously surveying the field.
“[Conjure Illusion],” she grunted, flashing her hand out. In res...
2024-02-12 18:10:53 +0000 UTC
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Akemi: Did you get a blessing from the Avatar too?
The direct approach felt necessary here. One, because she didn’t know how much time she had until Pyre realized she was a guild-traitor and turned on her, and two—well, she was curious.
Pyre: Well, that’s forward.
Pyre: But yes. O...
2024-02-09 21:39:56 +0000 UTC
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Thanks to her high Dexterity score, she was flying above the wyrm in mere milliseconds. The creature didn’t bat an eyelash, treating her like an orbiting fleshfly. Glacial energy continued to swirl in its mouth, ready to blast down on the trembling witches.
Momo clenched her jaw. She had to be smart about this. If she got hit—even once...
2024-02-08 19:41:35 +0000 UTC
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The streets of Grimguard were oddly desolate as Akemi prowled towards the stables. The uneven cobbles below her feet felt cold from the lack of foot traffic; the usual hawkers and vendors were absent, and without their constant spitting, the air was fresh instead of humid. Everything had an atypical crispness, a chill in the air. It felt abandon...
2024-02-07 17:58:15 +0000 UTC
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The witches of Wyrmeridge were certainly not your decrepit, wrinkly, hunchback sort of women; they were by and large young, wore frilly dresses and bangles, with little bells hanging at their ankles which rang constantly as they frolicked around the yard. They danced around a central wooden pole, hands woven together, singing hymns before taking...
2024-02-06 20:18:45 +0000 UTC
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The bathroom, like everything else in the cradle of unease that was the Shadow Auditors’ chapel, was nothing more than an imitation of the real thing.
The sinks were cracked, held together by a glossy wax that imitated glue, ants, imperceptibly small, crawled from every orifice, giving the appearance of tiles and wallpaper. But this phen...
2024-02-05 10:18:03 +0000 UTC
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A/N: Patreon's formatting is super weird suddenly, pls let me know if there's something wrong with the space between paragraphs on this chapter. Thank you!
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Of course, it hadn’t been Nocturne she should have been worried about.
Akemi typed back into the accomplice panel anxiously as she weaved through ...
2024-02-02 18:54:03 +0000 UTC
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Some more art of Momo's new Nether Demon evolution, this time featuring her horns, which are still present even in her new evolution!
2024-02-01 23:15:19 +0000 UTC
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As it turned out, Chevri’s tip about the witches wasn’t exactly a secret; the town’s population was a whopping twenty-two, and half of those belonged to the local cult.
“They’re… ah yeah, over there,” the lizard girl said, hand-wavingly, as she gestured to the other side of the mass abyss. Across the chasm of waterfalls, and ...
2024-02-01 22:52:59 +0000 UTC
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Hey guys! Akemi had a great Rising Stars run, but now it's time to switch to a more sustainable writing rhythm. Going forward, this will be the schedule.
Akemi: Monday, Wednesday, Friday
Momo: Tuesday, Thursday (and bonus chapters whenever possible)
2024-01-31 19:30:39 +0000 UTC
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A/N: Patreon messed with the paragraph spacing. Ugh. This should be better
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Akemi wasn’t an antisocial alien. She understood why people had friends.
There was nothing more effective for staving off loneliness than spending time with a fellow sack of flesh. It was undeniable. But the thing about lonelines...
2024-01-30 20:11:03 +0000 UTC
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As the carriage ambled towards Grimguard, Akemi’s mind spun around Kobe’s last messages to her. She stared at the panel, the world going by blurrily in the background.
Kobe: Here’s your third option—they’re called Street Magistrates. Their prices are higher, but your purchases will be untraceable. And they have spellbooks...
2024-01-29 18:54:13 +0000 UTC
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She could recognize Valerica’s handwriting anywhere. The curvy way she wrote her M’s, the small hearts inside each O. And if it was Valerica writing it, then this letter wasn’t just some standard-issue funeral invitation. It was her first communication with Momo in months.
Her first communication with her since the Viper.
Nerve...
2024-01-29 17:07:44 +0000 UTC
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Momo’s face drained of color. Everything was suddenly grayscale: black and white and utterly terrible. The walls, once a fluorescent pink, looked muddy and tired. The food, unappetizing. Even the view out of the window—majestic waterfalls descending from mountain peaks—felt completely uninteresting. She had the urge to draw the shades over...
2024-01-26 20:13:18 +0000 UTC
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“Come here, you little monster,” Akemi said, squatting in the grass in the center of the farm as she scooped up Mutt. The pika’s stomach felt as hard as asphalt. “God, you must have a black hole inside you or something. Your digestive system defies the laws of physics.”
“Eep.”
“Yeah, likely story,” she responded, be...
2024-01-25 21:37:38 +0000 UTC
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With a quick departing speech to those who still lived within the capital—which was mostly the undead, who did not really have the capacity to care anyway—Momo set off on what she was referring to as her one-week self-care sabbatical. By Sumire’s research, it would only take a few days to reach the Twin Ivories via overnight carri...
2024-01-24 19:50:48 +0000 UTC
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At that moment, frozen by fear, she was struck by the most humiliating thought imaginable.
There is no way I’m suffering the same fate as a fucking chicken.
She clambered back onto the window sill. If she couldn’t see the snake, there was no way she was engaging it, even if she was theoretically stronger. Life on a farm ...
2024-01-24 16:14:14 +0000 UTC
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Gabriel cocked his three heads at the lock.
“It’s a runic lock. Can’t you tell?” he clucked passive aggressively. “I am unable to undo it with my talons, but your human-appearing fingers should suffice.”
“My human-appearing fingers can’t touch it, either,” she said, exemplifying this by trying to fold her f...
2024-01-23 21:18:25 +0000 UTC
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By Akemi’s estimates, it was nearing eight o’clock when she finally heard back from the goat.
She had requested that her System wake her up the moment she got a notification, and it delivered in spades, emitting a sound that sounded like a mix between a fire alarm and a banshee’s wail. She expected to hear N’og complain, but luckil...
2024-01-22 20:28:01 +0000 UTC
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Momo lay with her face to the damp grass. Her mouth tasted like dirt and hot saliva; her arms ached, her back ached, her chin ached—which she didn’t even know was possible.
It was the kind of full-body pain where it stopped becoming pain, and entered into the realm of utter numbness. She was no longer a person, she was no long...
2024-01-22 11:38:18 +0000 UTC
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As it turned out, the little village they had entered was called Bocobo. Akemi learned this fact from a mangled street sign; breaking from the ground like a bent nail, the sign stood between an inn and a couple of large farms: chicken farms, from the sound and the smell of them.
Watching as a rooster meandered around the open field, Akemi ...
2024-01-20 16:11:31 +0000 UTC
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About three seconds into their trip outside Grimguard Manor, Bamo got cold feet.
That could be rephrased: he regained agency over his consciousness.
Influence Check (Failure)
Failure! Target has broken free of your influence!
“Shit,” Akemi mumbled, turning her head slowly to see Bamo...
2024-01-19 09:30:49 +0000 UTC
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Set on her new strategy (aka: emotionally manipulating a delivery driver), Akemi opened up her System panel and searched through the available classes, skipping past the ones that she’d seen before.
Available Skill Trees
[NEW!] Darksided Druid – Reputation requirement (-600) – Level requirement: Lv. 4
2024-01-18 17:10:00 +0000 UTC
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In the time that it took Akemi to come squat next to Pyre, she had already formulated a plan.
Well—multiple.
It was never good to have just one.
But first:
“How are we getting out of here?” Akemi whispered, startling Pyre, who had been in an apparently meditative state staring at the doorway. So much for a watch...
2024-01-17 12:42:53 +0000 UTC
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To Akemi’s great amusement, Viscount Dimitri’s sleeping chamber was greatly reminiscent of a wealthy middle school queen bee’s bedroom. His bed—made up with only the finest, fluffiest satin sheets—was decorated with a flowery canopy, several blood-red roses, and smelled like a candle from the discount section of a fragrance store.
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2024-01-16 21:01:56 +0000 UTC
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