Chapter 60
Severa took two steps into the center of the casting square then turned to him. Her brows arched like she was preparing to grade him before he even started.
“I assume,” she began with a v...
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Chapter 59
“If you find yourself alone, please find someone to accompany you immediately. If you’re not in class, please be in class,” Lorvan had warned Fabrisse.
That was why he’d come to Flame...
2025-07-06 23:51:42 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 58
Uh oh. Fabrisse realized he’d said something he shouldn’t have said.
He gawked at Lorvan and attempted telepathic screaming by wiggling his brow. How much do I tell him? How ...
2025-07-06 04:56:49 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 57
Rolen set down the teacup and steepled his fingers. “What do you remember about the exact moment the dimensional pressure hit? Did your body feel heavy? Were there distortions in sound? Or perhap...
2025-07-05 10:09:02 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 56
Mercy the Clucklebeak loved rye bread. Fabrisse had test multiple types of bread to see if any held Mercy’s attention as much as the beloved rye, and it had proved to be a difficult task.
M...
2025-07-04 17:44:23 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 55
Studying is boring if you don’t understand anything. And that’s what was happening to Fabrisse on his first tutoring session.
He was in the East Archive’s fourth-tier courtyard, seated ...
2025-07-04 14:26:18 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 53
The date had been set for his Synaptic Resonance practical retake: two weeks from now, on Tuesday. And Fabrisse had become increasingly confident he’d be able to fully recognize the basic synapti...
2025-07-03 22:06:58 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 51
Fabrisse found himself back in the Stratatal Wing less than twenty-four hours after nearly being disqualified from it. Min Hajin was already there when he walked in, bending over a glass viewing tr...
2025-07-03 17:59:36 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 50
Cuman leaned forward with a triumphant scoff. “See? Even Rhel—”
“—But,” Rhel continued, eyes still fixed on the floor, “Cuman already had flairs drawn. I could feel that 2025-07-03 16:21:09 +0000 UTC View Post
Chapter 49
The Hall of Conduct was far too dramatic for what it was designed to handle. The arched ceilings and polished runes on the walls were said to be powered from the aether pools contributed by the Arc...
2025-07-03 14:47:19 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 48
The first person to hear about the incident was Lugano. Luckily, not Lorvan. Liene Lugano.
“TOM!” Her voice hit the far side of the Kinesthetic Ring like a sonic sigil. “Why did you NOT...
2025-07-02 10:05:28 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 47
You could always find Cuman Gollivur in the Kinesthetic Ring.
It was his natural habitat—half athletic arena, half performance stage. At any given hour, he was sparring someone dumber than ...
2025-07-02 09:06:51 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 46
“So you’re going to stay for the next three months?” Fabrisse asked before shoving the last piece of pie into his half-stuffed mouth. He balanced his pie tin on one knee, while Tom sat ...
2025-07-01 16:36:44 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 3
The Eidralith? The stony box that looks like a piece of veined quartz?
He jolted upright in surprise—
—and his satchel tilted.
With a series of cheerful ...
2025-06-30 16:53:14 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 45
Fabrisse rubbed his eyes, still not entirely sure he hadn’t inhaled too much channel residue during the Skybrace match.
“W–why are you back?” he asked. “Aren’t you supposed to be ...
2025-06-30 13:53:18 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 44
The field was emptying.
Instructant Aval had dismissed the class with a casual gesture, and the murmurs of conversation had soon scattered. Fabrisse stayed behind for a moment, kneeling to ga...
2025-06-30 12:08:22 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 43
The whistle pierced the field. Second half.
Cuman’s team came out aggressive.
Verryn and Rhel rotated, swinging wide to draw Severa’s team apart, and Cuman drove center with a tight...
2025-06-30 11:12:13 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 42
The whistle blared. Play resumed.
Verryn surged forward first this time, chest low and arms out, cradling the silkball between two finely balanced gusts. He had good footwork, better than mos...
2025-06-30 11:11:51 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 41
The teams had a minute to discuss the strategy. They formed a circle, and the first thing Severa said was, “We’re playing Power Rotation.”
Halma, a big burly guy, raised a brow, “Powe...
2025-06-30 11:11:33 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 40
Lorvan left. For a moment, the corridor held its breath.
Fabrisse realized how lucky he’d been. Lorvan knew approximately where he’d be and when he’d be home. Had he not reported his tr...
2025-06-30 11:11:12 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 39
Thursday came. Fabrisse was confident he had something to show for to Liene. His mastery progress had gone up to 34%, but there was something else.
SYN (Synaptic Clarity): 4<...
2025-06-30 11:10:49 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 38
The codex dimmed as its final thread faded into stable anchoring. Lorvan stepped away without a word, which, for him, was the closest thing to ‘Good job’ they were likely to get.
Veliane ...
2025-06-30 11:10:27 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 37
Lorvan stood at the far end, his coat unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up to his forearms, a half-drafted codex hovering mid-air in front of him. Its pages were still transparent with unassigned threads....
2025-06-30 11:10:04 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 35
The Stupenstone hit the scarecrow with a POP! The straw-stuffed dummy jerked back from the blow, one arm sagging like it had momentarily forgotten its job.
Fabrisse didn’t celebrat...
2025-06-30 11:08:53 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 33
(This chapter is stat-heavy, so I have included an option to read on Google Docs)
“Nine years in the Synod, and I’m Level 4,” Fabrisse murmured to himself as he stared at his profile. 2025-06-30 11:08:23 +0000 UTC View Post
Chapter 32
“Re-engage with a previously identified Residual Echo, huh . . .” Fabrisse muttered as he broke off the bread.
Mid-afternoon light filtered through the canopy in broken beams, dappling th...
2025-06-30 11:06:51 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 31
The parlor was perfectly round. There weren’t any corners, which meant there weren’t many shadows either. Light filtered in from a domed ceiling etched with converging golden runes, none of whi...
2025-06-30 11:06:22 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 30
Several bowed her head lightly toward Min, posture composed, voice smooth with the grace Fabrisse could never hope to replicate. “Magus Assistant Hajin,” she greeted with a respectful incline. ...
2025-06-30 11:05:30 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 29
“How many of these quartz can you name?” Min’s voice was as calm as ever, but it came from just behind Fabrisse’s left shoulder, which made it feel more like a challenge than a question. 2025-06-30 11:05:06 +0000 UTC View Post
Chapter 28
Fabrisse knocked once, then twice more, before the door opened on its own with a grinding sound, like stone relenting. The room beyond was about the kind of cold that he’d expected, and smelled f...
2025-06-30 11:04:35 +0000 UTC View Post