Author Frank Morin

Ch 83 - I Make Lots of New Friends

The interior of Ruby’s Bast Camp tent was probably twice as big as the exterior. My castle had to be pushing the limits of the spatial-twisting magic. It felt several times larger than her tent, ...

Ch 82 - The Best Things Are Called Ruby

Laughing, I checked my next message.

“Congratulations, Lucas! For surviving the death bite of the Voidmaw Devourer, you receive an emerald Lucky Stiff loot box.”

“Yeah, that was l...

Ch 81 - Christmas: Aliens Edition

A surge of power rolled through me, rocking me back in my seat as my new class settled over my soul like a power suit. I immediately felt fundamentally stronger.

“Are those secondary stat c...

Ch 80 - A Question of Class

“Classes?” I whooped and literally jumped with joy.

I forgot my new Scaled Wam of the Skies shirt added 20% to my already impressive jump height and slammed my head into an exposed wooden...

Ch 79 - Rewards

All right! Without further ado, jumping into book 2!

My bare feet padded quietly along the hard-packed dirt streets of Midmount Vale. I was looking for the residential neighborhood whe...

Ch 78 - Checking in

So, what do you think? Insane final escape from stage 1, right?

This is the point I figure I'll probably cut the story for book 1.

Please take a moment and share your thoughts.<...

Ch 77 - Stats Check

Yeah, we need a stats check after that insanity. Check out the amazing growth over the past days.

Name: Lucas Altan

Race: Tier-1 Human

Level: 12

Life Points: ...

Ch 76 - A Glimpse Behind the Curtain

"Enter," Queen Marisara ordered.

The enormous, bronze doors at the end of her spacious throne room opened noiselessly and Thalorian, head of her security forces, marched inside with his impla...

Ch 75 - Homecoming

As Ruby stepped over the boundary to the Stage 2 plateau, Cyrus spoke into my ear.

“Welcome to the Watery Grave.”

“Thanks,” I muttered, low enough that not even Ruby could hear ...

Ch 74 - Grand Entrances

The image of Cyrus as a scrawny young man in a dirty t-shirt and greasy hair sitting in front of a TV in his mother’s basement, munching popcorn while he watched my death battle popped into my he...

Ch 73 - Flight of Insanity

Flying Mouth was the only way to describe the monster. Its oblong body was about 2 feet long, split in half by an enormous mouth full of rows of short, squat teeth that reminded me of the maw of a ...

Ch 72 - Run Faster!

The monster’s long, serpentine neck, whiplike tail, and draconic head made it easy to identify.

“Stygian Wyvern, level 49 elite. These apex aerial predators are rare sights so close to th...

Ch 71 - Run!

Other messages followed, but I waved them aside. I didn’t have time to deal with anything except survival. I lifted my hands high and roared in victory as I triggered Soul Feed.

A torrent o...

Ch 70 - Death Really Bites Sometimes

I crouched and pressed myself against the vertical wall of the step as the giant boar-tar landed not 6 feet away. My Mirror cloak held and he never glanced in my direction. His entire focus was on ...

Ch 69 - I Tell Knock Knock Jokes

I yanked out 3 small tufts of grass, then stuck emoji sticker traps in each tiny bare patch of ground before covering them with the loose grass. Even I couldn’t see them concealed like that.

Ch 68 - If You're Going to Die Anyway, Do Something Crazy

I ran hard for Bristleback’s mountain. With Switchblade, I could have made the trip in an hour. Loaning it to Jane might have saved her life, but had it sealed my fate?

At minimum, it added...

Ch 67 - Five . . . Gold . . . Rings!

“Hey, no level?”

Cyrus spoke up. “That was a great fight, Lucas. Every day we grow is a good day. Every day we do something new or overcome a previous failure is a day in which we can b...

Ch 66 - I Have a Successful Therapy Session

I spun Switchblade south and cranked the throttle wide, tearing across the grasslands, heading for the mountains I’d hunted all night. Tomas’s message had said they’d gone south.

Lucas:...

Ch 65 - I Teach a Painful Lesson With My Pants

I almost didn’t stop. I had too much to do and too little time already. Fighting back my impatience, I headed for the wall and the tiny cluster of log buildings and Base Camp tents behind.

...

Ch 64 - Doctor Strange

Morning found me resting on the edge of a cliff, high on a mountain slope in the southeastern corner of the world, and still stuck at level 9. I had to be nearly 30,000 feet above the central valle...

Ch 63 - Productive Pachyderms

Instead of heading south toward the ranks of ever-taller mountains blocking the sky in that direction, I spun Switchblade west and hit the throttle. Accelerating to at least 250 miles per hour, I r...

Ch 62 - Time For a Change

Ruby reached the prisoners before I did. Crouching down beside a black woman struggling against her shackles, she said, “Relax. We’re here to help.”

“Howzit, my girl,” the woman res...

Ch 61 - Stats Check

Another stats chapter. Aren’t they fun?

Name: Lucas Altan

Race: Tier-one Human

Level: 8

Life Points: 135 (12...

Ch 60 - Ruby Gets a Prize

The zombie slavers were still a couple hundred yards away, but they’d had several seconds to get ready, and a barrage of laser beams ripped the air all around me.

“Jurgen’s Fist!” I s...

Ch 59 - Ruby Shows Off Her Barbecueing Skills

Ruby shook me awake. “Lucas, come on. It’s time to join the expedition.”

“Huh?” I sat up, rubbing sleep from my eyes, fuzzy thoughts barely moving. “But that’s not till morning....

Ch 58 - Beer and Sandwiches

“I heard you found a couple groups. Welcome back,” Paul said around his pastry.

“Thanks. Ran into a little trouble with the second group, but we sorted it out.”

“Excellent. Ar...

Ch 57 - I Find An Easier Way to Carry a House

We looted what we could of the main cabin and shared potions with the mind-warped cult members as they awoke. Abbie’s control disappeared when she died, but her influence did not fade entirely. 2024-10-18 16:00:09 +0000 UTC View Post

Ch 56 - Drama Queen

The Persian hoarder suite was a mess, with pillows flung everywhere, and stuffing still floating lazily in the hot, still air. I paused to take in the scene and nearly dropped my facade of a brainl...

Ch 55 - Fatal Attraction

Instead of opening the gate, the man tossed down a rope. “Can you climb?”

I could have just jumped the 10-foot wall, but I was getting a weird vibe from the guy. His eyes were a bit too w...

Ch 54 - Creative Tumbling

I pushed higher, still hoping my plan to find tougher monsters at higher elevations would work.

Half an hour later, I shot across a high saddle between steep mountains that had to top out at ...