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Hey everyone,

Firstly, no, the story isn’t being dropped, and it will continue as is. Don’t worry, lol. I just wanted to talk about something on my mind lately—something I’ve been trying to fix the last few days.

Anyway, I got a DM on Discord that made me realize something from one of my author friends. If on...

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Ethan sat in his study, a freshly delivered parchment in hand. His eyes scanned the detailed information about the [Necromancer] Jack had identified. As he read, he absently stroked the feathers of an undead raven perched on his desk, its hollow eye sockets staring blankly ahead.

“Thornhaven, eh?” Ethan mused aloud. “Clever choice fo...

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Jack leaned over the sickbed, his eyes scanning the frail form of the child before him. The boy’s skin was a sickly pallor, so pale it seemed almost translucent in the dim light of the infirmary. Jack’s brow furrowed as he made careful notes on a piece of parchment.

“Subject appears severely emaciated,” he muttered, quill scratchin...

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“Well...” Jack said, “I need an assistant,” he said finally.

Ethan blinked, surprised by the sudden request. “Oh.”

“Yes. It will be better if I have an assistant. Quicker. I could’ve created a cure for the blight sooner if I had someone competent. Sir Miller is good, he really is. However, he is not suited for this ki...

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The heavy doors of the meeting room creaked open as Ethan entered, his face a mask of concern. Roland and another man, Leto, were already seated at the long table, their expressions just what Ethan had expected them to be: grim.

Ethan had promoted Leto after his good work. Taking his place at the head of the table, Ethan drummed his finger...

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Ethan stood near a window of his manor, peering through the curtains at the scene unfolding outside.

The once-quiet streets of his estate were now filled with angry voices and raised fists. A sea of townspeople had gathered, their faces contorted with rage and most importantly, fear.

Shouts like “NO MORE LIES!” and “RETURN OUR ...

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AN: I'm finally done with outlining this book and doing a rough map of the next book! Now that we're halfway done with book 1, it's time to crank things up. I hope you remember that one random woman Ethan "saw" in Theo's memories of the bar where he also saw Jack for the first time lol.

Expect two chapters tomorrow. And then, one every day...

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Chapter 27

Ethan slammed the sealed letter down on the table, rattling the inkwell and sending a stray feather skittering across the parchment. A satisfied smirk stretched across his face as he tossed a hefty pouch of coins onto a pile already overflowing with similar ones. Hector’s shipment was dealt with.

<...

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Chapter 26

“Sir Thomas, what are you doing here?” Ethan asked, surprised at the man’s arrival.

Thomas was a burly man. Not just large, he was a mountain of a man. Encased in dented and polished steel plate, his chest seemed broad enough to shield two men. Beneath his helm, a grizzled beard the color of...

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AN: I am back >_<

Thank you for waiting.

I changed the last sentence in the last chapter to this:

—because the tax collectors arrived that week, knocking at Holden’s doors.

Anyway, here is the chapter.

Chapter 25

The day the tax...

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Chapter 24

Excitement warred with apprehension within Ethan.

He’d narrowly escaped the horrifying potential consequences of Connecting with a Constellation’s “embrace”—which was very unlike an embrace—and now, the prospect of summoning his [Familiar] was lucrative. Not only...

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Hello. This is slightly important.

First thing first, I just got signed with Aethon Books! Super excited! >_<

Second, between traveling back home, juggling talking to a few publishers and signing the contract, preparing for Eid (I'm Muslim; Eid is a festival), and writing whenever I get the time, and other stuff, I've been super busy and haven't had the ...

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Chapter 23

Constellation: Sunder

Type: Destruction, Chaos, Entropy

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Affinity: Severing, Destruction

Description: Unlike most of the other Constellations, Sunder is amongst the first ...

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Chapter 22

Derrick straightened from his kneeling position, wiping dust off his hands. The pungent aroma from the concoction on the table had intensified, swirling around the strange assortment of ingredients. He gestured towards the diagram drawn on the floor in chalk, its lines glowing faintly with a luminescenc...

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Chapter 21

The ornately carved doors of Ethan’s private meeting room shut behind Derrick just as Roland bowed to Ethan and left. “Greetings, my lord,” Derrick said. “It’s time for our first class.”

Derrick was a man with a salt-and-pepper beard that spoke of years spent in the unforgiving element...

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Chapter 20

Ethan sat on the chair opposite his sister inside his manor. He’d been shocked to find Juliana waiting inside when he’d returned from Artos’s forge. While a part of him was always happy to see Juliana, part him was skeptical and suspicious—and the latter part far outweighed the former. For what ...

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Chapter 19

The following morning—having slept soundly for the first time in weeks, Ethan donned his finest attire: polished leather boots, a crisp linen shirt, and a heavy furred cloak that denoted his noble status. Done, he rode on his carriage toward the structure that housed the Inventors Guild, a guild taske...

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