The King disappeared without fanfare.
One heartbeat, he stood above them, a looming presence over the council. The next, he was gone, vanished as if he had never been there at all. Even to Zeke’s senses, there wasn’t the faintest fluctuation, not the slightest hint that magic had been used.
It was a display of power only fellow S...
2025-04-28 13:15:16 +0000 UTC View PostI might have been going a bit overboard with the cliffs lately. To make up for it, I'll give you the last part of the hearing right now. No need to wait until Monday. Enjoy!
The parchment passed from Ezekiel’s hand into the Speaker’s with a rustle that seemed deafening in the absolute silence of the chamber. 2025-04-26 17:47:11 +0000 UTC View Post
The silence that followed the box’s appearance had barely begun to settle when the first scroll emerged from within.
The Speaker withdrew a pale length of parchment, bound in green ribbon, sealed with silver wax, and marked with a sigil of curling roots entwined with a blooming crown of leaves. The moment it touched the tribunal table, s...
2025-04-25 13:15:01 +0000 UTC View PostThe silence in the Council Hall was brittle. Not the brittle of age, but the kind that threatened to shatter with the faintest provocation.
Dozens of eyes remained fixed on the young man standing alone at the foot of the tribunal steps. Ezekiel of Tradespire had arrived without entourage, without herald, without crest or banner to announce...
2025-04-23 13:18:09 +0000 UTC View PostThe eighth chime of the Tradespire clock tower rang out, solemn and deliberate, echoing through the high arches of the Council Hall’s private antechamber.
Lord Matthian Duskveil stared at the slow swirl of amber in his glass, the silence among his peers louder than any argument. They were waiting for him to change his mind.
He woul...
2025-04-21 13:32:41 +0000 UTC View Post
Been waiting for the AI image for about half an hour now. Gonna add it when it renders. Sora is not doing well atm
The plush backrest of the sofa offered no comfort, not with a mind in such turmoil.
Sheol’s visit had overturned the entire meaning behind Zeke’s recent actions.
What had once seemed li...
2025-04-18 13:15:04 +0000 UTC View PostMargret spotted the elf the moment she rounded the corner. She recognized the type: stiff-backed, silver-sashed, standing like someone trying very hard not to wrinkle their robe. He was holding something.
Her boots made barely a sound as she approached, but his ears twitched anyway. He turned before she reached him, bowing just low enough ...
2025-04-16 13:15:02 +0000 UTC View Post“So, there really was someone pulling the strings from the shadows,” Tanaya Verma remarked, her voice smooth yet edged with intrigue. She swept a delicate hand over the folds of her resplendent gown, the fabric catching the light in shimmering waves. “Quite literally, at that.”
David turned to her with an effortless grace, his expr...
2025-04-14 14:12:48 +0000 UTC View Post“This is quite different from what I remember,” an old man mused, stroking his beard as he gazed out the large window. “It seems this new council is indeed quite capable.”
“Are those your true thoughts, old timer? Or are you simply wagging your tail to the tune of your new masters?" a harsh voice cut in.
Mohan Nair, who had...
2025-04-11 13:16:04 +0000 UTC View PostIt seemed like you guys weren't fully against it, so I gave Sora another chance.
"That is quite the toy you have there."
Zeke’s eyes sharpened like blades. Who was this man? Had he been drawn by the power of the cube?
There was no ripple in the surrounding Mana, no sign of magic at work from the stran...
2025-04-09 13:15:01 +0000 UTC View PostFor today's image, I've given the job to the new Sora Image creation tool. The prompt for it was also generated by OpenAI's chatGPT. Let me know what you think.
(Personal opinion? What have you done to Winter and Zeke!!)
Not far away, leaning casually against the crystalline wall of the chamber, stood Winte...
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Over the next few days, Zeke continued to meditate on the nature of spatial mana by challenging the boundaries of the cube even further.
His recent success had only deepened his determination to explore the mysteries of space. Unfortunately, focused meditation was not something he could maintain for extended periods. The mental toll was si...
2025-04-02 13:15:01 +0000 UTC View Post
For the next few days, Zeke fell into a cycle of rest and meditation. Each time he pushed the boundaries of his personal domain within the cube, he could feel the limits within his mind loosening as well.
The progress was tangible, driving him to push even harder. He could sense it, taste it, feel it. He was on the verge of grasping someth...
2025-04-01 07:50:00 +0000 UTC View Post
Zeke shook his head, trying to fully wake himself. Yet, for a while, his eyes refused to focus. The space in front of him, around him—everything felt surreal.
It took several minutes before his senses adjusted, allowing him to perceive the world in a way that felt familiar again.
That had been strange.
But the reason was obvi...
2025-03-28 15:32:53 +0000 UTC View Post
One moment, Zeke was immersed in the spiritual plane, pushing against the immovable will of the cube. The next, he found himself staring at the dim glow of the artifact resting in his hands.
His breath came in short, uneven bursts, and a deep, lingering fatigue settled into his bones. What had just happened had drained him—not just physi...
2025-03-26 14:15:01 +0000 UTC View Post
After a few days of coding. The old voice is back. Let's hope it stays!
Zeke turned the cube over in his hands, his mind racing through the implications. If this artifact could be bound, what kind of connection did it demand? Was it a pact of will, of blood, of magic? Or something else entirely?
He recalled...
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His crimson hair was swept back by the relentless wind, the force pressing against him with such intensity that keeping his eyes open was a struggle. Yet, despite the oppressive gusts, a wide smile stretched across his face as he extended his arms wide, embracing the rush.
Standing at the prow the Alexandria von Hohenheim, Zeke fa...
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The atmosphere remained tense. Though the ancestor showed no sign of offense at the mention of Cassius Leafless, none dared to treat the topic lightly.
Even the girl who had first spoken the name now looked as if she regretted it entirely. And when the ancestor posed her question, it took her a moment to gather herself enough to respond. 2025-03-17 14:15:01 +0000 UTC View Post
High among the towering branches of the World Tree, nestled within the verdant crown of the largest tree in existence, stood a grand residence. Unlike structures carved from wood or built upon the boughs, this palace seemed to have grown as an extension of the tree itself, woven seamlessly into its ancient form, as natural as its very roots.
... 2025-03-14 14:15:01 +0000 UTC View Post
David reclined in the uncomfortably stiff chair at the center of the round hall atop the Black Tower. Lately, he had spent more time here than anywhere else, and with each passing day, his desire for better furniture grew stronger.
His fingers drummed idly against the stiff armrest as he waited, impatience creeping into his posture. Today,...
2025-03-12 14:15:02 +0000 UTC View Post
Zeke felt like a mouse caught in a trap.
At the very last moment—just when escape had seemed assured—the guard had appeared. It was his own mistake. He had allowed himself to grow careless, to lower his guard while still deep in enemy territory. A lapse in awareness, a moment of vulnerability.
His earlier ferocity, the burning de...
2025-03-10 14:15:01 +0000 UTC View Post
Though this was far from his first time invading someone’s Soul, the experience felt so foreign that it might as well have been. In the past, Zeke had approached with hesitation, flinching at the slightest disturbance, as if walking a tightrope over an abyss.
Now, however, he moved with confidence, weaving through the Soul of the ancient...
2025-03-07 14:15:01 +0000 UTC View Post
Zeke looked down, taking in the state of his body.
Despite his horrendous appearance, he had long since realized the truth. The hastily conjured weaponry of the dwarven Metal Mage was nothing more than a mere inconvenience to him.
The blood that streamed from every wound made it appear as though he was on the verge of death, but that...
2025-03-05 14:15:01 +0000 UTC View Post
The time has finally come. My old narrator voice is no longer officially supported by Elevenlabs. Though not impossible to continue using it, this seemed like a sign to make a switch.
Let me know what you think!
Every nerve in Zeke’s body was sharpened to an edge, his muscles coiled like ...
2025-03-03 14:15:01 +0000 UTC View Post
The aloof scholars had suddenly transformed, their demeanor shifting into something primal. The way they stared at Zeke, eyes gleaming with a hunger that was both unsettling and unnatural, made them appear more like ravenous beasts than the learned men they had been moments ago.
The change was so abrupt that Zeke’s mind struggled to catc...
2025-02-28 14:15:01 +0000 UTC View Post
The path to the Tower of Scholars was unlike anything Zeke had seen in the dwarven capital. Instead of the bustling forges and hammering of metal that filled the lower districts, here the air was crisp, undisturbed by the constant roar of industry.
The streets wound ever upward, the stone paths expertly carved to ensure steady footing des...
2025-02-26 14:15:01 +0000 UTC View Post
Zeke had been mistaken.
He had assumed that after his impressive display, it would be easy to come to an understanding with the Ironhide family. But that had been a miscalculation. Instead of his propositions being met with simple favor, he found himself thrust into a wholly unexpected situation. Rather than smooth negotiations, he was bom...
2025-02-24 14:15:00 +0000 UTC View Post
“Let me lay down th’ rules fer all t’ hear,” Erlin announced, his voice rising to carry across the hall. “Heir von Hohenheim an’ me lad will compete in a smithin’ challenge. Th’ task be t’ forge a tool that'll cleanly sever a gold coin. Th’ first t’ finish th’ task will be declared th’ winner.”
It shouldn’t ha...
2025-02-21 14:15:01 +0000 UTC View Post
The moment Zeke stepped into the hall where the celebration was to take place, he immediately realized that this would be nothing like the stuffy banquets favored by the empire’s nobles or the merchants of Tradespire.
In a word: it was utter chaos.
There was no discernible seating arrangement—family members wandered the hall at w...
2025-02-19 14:15:01 +0000 UTC View Post
The name meant nothing to Zeke. He could confidently say he had never heard or read about anyone named Azra. That left him with two possibilities—either the man was unremarkable, which Zeke highly doubted, or someone had deliberately hidden his existence.
However, one thing seemed certain: Azra was likely not an Archmage yet. If he had r...
2025-02-17 14:15:01 +0000 UTC View Post