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[2.22][Myron] Fortuitous Encounters

Myron,

The Little Kyrios

Alone at sea, there was little for Myron and his stowaways to do but fish and tell stories.

Once enough time had passed for Myron to separate his own emotions from the situation, he was able to acknowledge that meeting the Deceiver and his brother had been a moment of u...

[2.21][Lydia] Upon the Alikonia

Lydia Aetos,

The Young Miss-tocrat

First light was just seeping through the wool curtains of the captain’s quarters when Lydia entered, bumping the heavy oak door open with her hip and sweeping through the room with a platter of food balanced on her left hand, a jug of water and a jug of wine tucke...

[2.20] ???

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A raven’s croaking wakes you.

You groan, swat blindly at it, and roll over in your bed. You were in the middle of a positively bizarre dream, and if you give it up for even a moment you know that it will be gone for good. It is not often that you sleep this deeply. Down here in the chthonic dark, separated from...

[2.19] Twice-Named and Twice-Forgotten

Sol,

The Raven From Rome

I still couldn't see Selene, but as I ripped and tore my way through the corpse-domain of a long-dead titan, I heard her voice in the distance—clear as crystal and sweet as mad honey.

“Bakkhos offered me the one thing that could withstand the weight of a heart flame...

[2.18] Silver-Age Scavengers

AN: There's another ~3k that goes at the end of this, but it's gettin' real late and sleep deprivation already did some weird things to this one. I'll get the other half edited and out the door soon.

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Sol,

The Raven From Rome

We sat still as stone in...

[2.17] The Broad Strokes

Sol,

The Raven From Rome

The Broad strokes of it were thus:

The Civic Realm was a period of relatively carefree cultivation—the formative years in which a cultivator was punished the least for dabbling in contradictory concepts, and rewarded the most for broadening their horizons. To advance ...

[2.16] Load-Bearing Principles

Sol,

The Raven From Rome

“You may have heard these words before, but bear with me until the end. There are as many paths to heaven as there are stars in the sky, but that doesn't mean that any man or woman can walk just any path they choose. Fortune, whether good or bad, opens a thousand doors and ...

[2.15] Unsanctioned Salvation

Sol,

The Raven From Rome

The world went dark, so abruptly that I feared the poison had knocked me out. In the next moment, however, the sea of clouds surrounding the platform of Selene’s heart flared to life once more—brighter than before, and with a narrow focus.

Many-colored vapors still ...

[2.14] The Prerequisite to Providence

Sol,

The Raven From Rome

"You've seen it for yourself now," Selene spoke up from the central dais. She smiled. "Though you'll need context to make any sense of the why that stands before you."

The Saint of Scarlet Hearts waved her hands invitingly, urging us back to the saltwater pool ...

[2.13] This Kills Heart Demons

Sol,

The Raven From Rome

Griffin had already moved past the second column and on to the third by the time I pried myself away from this first flawed ideal.

The scarlet marble of Selene’s soul was cool beneath my feet, free of any imperfections. No matter how much I tried to set the thought as...

[2.12] From the Vine

Sol,

The Raven From Rome

It was a nostalgic feeling, marching outside myself again.

Selene had been right to assume that gravitas would allow me to function within the boundaries of her soul. She had been right, right enough that it made me wonder. What else did she suspect about the c...

[2.11] A Total Eclipse of the Heart

Griffon,

The Risen Flame

Sol’s eyes shut, his chin dipping down to his chest. His shoulders shifted all but imperceptibly, moved by a sigh that the Roman did his best to stifle. It was the reaction of a man that was all too used to being disappointed by his mentors, a man that was far too considera...

[2.10] The Going Rate

Sol,

The Raven From Rome

The haggling carried on long into the evening.

Beyond the bare basics that every mentor of a young patrician was owed, Selene was to be my master in cultivation. That demanded more. Her hallowed status of Oracle, anointed or not, demanded more still. She was a Heroic so...

VS 2.9

Sol,

The Raven From Rome

In the end, we didn’t turn the ship around.

There were practical reasons. The whirlpool that had nearly sunk us, for one. I thought I had the trick of navigating it now, having watched the solar barge, but that ship had been moving with the current. Even if G...

Saint Slayer Supreme [Title Pending] [0.1]

This is my first attempt at a litRPG story. It's not great, but then again, I'm trying not to split too many hairs with this one. I'm pretty new to the genre, so feel free to let me know if you have any suggestions (or warn me if I'm committing any unforgivable litRPG sins). For those wondering, the next chapter of Virtuous Sons is nearly done. ...

2.8

Apologies for the radio silence. Holidays and a cross-country move have been kicking my ass, but that's all over with now. Going to do my damnedest to get back into the swing of things and power through this arc starting tonight. You've all certainly waited long enough.

'Til then, enjoy.

Gr...