E. Patrick Lacerna, aka Random Mudkip, The Woodsman, Velvet Canopy

B2: Interlude 4

Interlude 4

I sat on the uncomfortable chair within the god sanctum, called here like the other eleven gods by the hermit god Vardin. The seat, fashioned from some pretentious marble...

B2: Chapter 69: Truths Revealed

Chapter 69: Truths Revealed

I remembered everything.

The flood of memories crashed through me like a tidal wave, sweeping away the fragile identity I'd constructed since awaken...

B2: Chapter 68: Old Acquaintance

Chapter 68: Old Acquaintance

I watched sunlight filter through the high windows of the Academy's east wing, dust motes dancing in the golden beams. My mechanical fingers traced patterns on ...

B2: We Gods

We Gods

I stood upon the grand balcony of our sanctuary, gazing out at the realm we now commanded. Two thousand years had passed since we claimed the Primordials' power, yet only now...

B2: Chapter 67: Old Fanatic

Chapter 67: Old Fanatic

The stands began emptying, spectators filing out in stunned silence as attendants entered the arena to clean up what remained of Professor Shawe. Blood soaked...

Chapter 66: Fool's End

Chapter 66: Fool's End

Dawn broke over the Academy spires as I completed my final preparations. The duel with Shawe approached, and every detail mattered. I selected a length of pris...

B2: Chapter 65: Nine Dragons

Chapter 65: Nine Dragons

As we emerged from the Hellzone's oppressive darkness into the Academy's familiar corridors, three familiar figures rushed toward us. Copelan, Patter, and Ey...

Art: War Academy

A rendition of the War Academy.

B2: Chapter 64: Dubious Faculty

Chapter 64: Dubious Faculty

"Widow!" Annes' voice echoed through the tunnel. "Where are you?"

I lifted my head from Langdon's body to see my companions racing toward me, accomp...

B2: Chapter 63: Our Teacher

Chapter 63: Our Teacher

I stared at Langdon's battered form, taking in the dried blood spattering his armor and the deep gouges carved into the metal plates. His clothing hung in tat...

B2: Chapter 62: Platinum Dragon

Chapter 62: Platinum Dragon

The memory surfaced as I stared at those dozens of gleaming eyes; nights spent poring over ancient tomes in the Academy library, searching for information...

B2: Chapter 61: Impossible Monsters

Chapter 61: Impossible Monsters

The Metallic Mantis's screech reverberated through the tunnel, its iron body thrashing against my tendrils' grip. Annes darted in, her auric steel bla...

B2: Chapter 60: Dark Tunnels

Chapter 60: Dark Tunnels

I tracked the Lurking Horror through Three's sensors as it slithered overhead. My auric steel tendrils coiled silently around my companions, ready to yank th...

B2: Chapter 59: Deep Delve

Chapter 59: Deep Delve

I studied the crowd gathered before the Academy Hellzone's gates. Four Academy teams lounged against pillars or sat on benches, their postures relaxed, faces b...

B2: Primordial Machinery

Primordial Machinery

I beheld the demesne of the Primordial of Machinery with both awe and trepidation. It floated several hundred feet over a vast, deep chasm, a palace of gears and...

Chapter 58: Celebratory Feast

Chapter 58: Celebratory Feast

The sounds of celebration filled room 401. Copelan and Patter had transformed the usually spartan space into a makeshift banquet hall, desk surfaces cro...

B2: Chapter 57: Second Round

Chapter 57: Second Round

The crowd's excited murmuring fades as Reins called for the remaining captains to come forward. Twelve of us approached the battered metal pot, its dents and...

Art: Widow

Just some AI art of Widow wearing the War Academy uniform.

Chapter 56: First Round

Chapter 56: First Round

I scanned the packed arena, spotting Patter and Copelan in the front row. Their enthusiastic cheers for "Gutter House" rang out above the general roar, drawin...

B2: Chapter 55: Tournament Begins

Chapter 55: Tournament Begins

The three weeks pass quickly, each day vanishing like mist. We spent our evenings in combat against the vicious beasts that prowled the Hellzone, honing...

B2: Chapter 54: Gutter House

Chapter 54: Gutter House

Room 401 buzzed with excited discussion as we gathered around the battered study table. Papers covered in Copelan's neat handwriting lay scattered across its...

B2: Chapter 53: The Announcement

Chapter 53: The Announcement

The Scorn Spider's legs thrashed against my auric steel tendrils, its massive body writhing as I pinned it to the cavern floor. Behind me, I heard Langdo...

B2: Chapter 52: War Frame

Chapter 52: War Frame

I shifted in my seat as Professor Howlett's voice filled the lecture hall. My mechanical joints creaked softly beneath my uniform, a constant reminder of my les...

B2: Chapter 51: Hellzone Delve

Chapter 51: Hellzone Delve

The tunnel's magical torches cast dancing shadows as we descended past the first two levels. These areas remained empty as the Academy's diligent maintenan...

B2 Chapter 50: Field Trip

Chapter 50: Field Trip

Two hours later, my friends returned from their expedition to find me waiting in my combat chassis. Their eyes immediately fixed on the obvious alteration; whe...

B2: Chapter 49: Heavy Metal

Chapter 49: Heavy Metal

Langdon stood in the training yard's center, his practice sword catching the morning light. For once, his hair was combed and his uniform bore no visible stai...

I have done it!

Celebrate, for I have done it! Now, the tier Revolver Girl truly is 20 chapters ahead of Royal Road. I have added five extra chapters today to the Revolver Girl tier, so that makes ten extra chapte...

B2: Chapter 48: My Name

Chapter 48: My Name

I sat cross-legged on the cold stone floor of our basement hideout, surrounded by scattered mechanical parts and half-finished projects. The midnight hour had lon...

B2: Chapter 47: Mirror Image

Chapter 47: Mirror Image

That night, I entered my dorm room. I barely spent time here anymore and only came during the night to pretend to sleep before heading down to the secret bas...

B2: Chapter 46: Titan Slaying

Chapter 46: Titan Slaying

It took a while to calm him down. Langdon kept apologizing, his hands shaking as he alternated between reaching for my severed appendage and pulling back as...