Misbegotten Memories

Chapter 63

“How is it you cause such a headache in three days, Ward Harridan? Answer me that?”

Volithur stood at attention before the irate Marshal. “I don’t know, Master Marshal.”

“Yo...

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Chapter 62

Volithur spent the night in a state of shock. He was engaged to marry Khana. But why? Obviously the fact that he had backed up the story of a proposal in front of Master Rowan had been a m...

Chapter 61

Volithur had just started enhancing his leg muscles when the time came to leave for the academic competition. As the year before, he met the rest of his party in the library following breakfast. Ma...

Chapter 60

Hector woke with a huge grin on his face. Volithur had made some real progress in his body enhancement. That not only made him happy for the friend he had never met, but also provided him the knowl...

Chapter 59

The silver plasma elixir tasted briny and felt oily as it slid down his throat. His normal senses could easily trace the path of the liquid as it passed through, coating every surface on its way. I...

Chapter 58

Volithur hated his digestive system. The throat and stomach had been annoyingly energy intensive to saturate, but he had not begrudged them that outlay. They were organs in his body, not adversarie...

Chapter 57

Evelyn read from the notebook in front of her. “The stadium, both strip clubs, the courthouse, that bar that does salsa dancing – don’t know what it’s called, and the county jail.”

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Chapter 56

The classroom was not large. It also had a lot of desks in it. Perhaps if Volithur had been more graceful or less nervous those facts would not have been quite so relevant. But he was not particula...

Chapter 55

His brain did not start working properly again until he reached the safety of the barracks. He’d agreed to dancing lessons the next day. Khana had almost insisted on them. He wanted to be upset t...

Chapter 54

Volithur dropped Little Nero with a knee to the liver. His one-time nemesis held up a hand in an informal request to wait out the rest of the round and Volithur stepped back. Completing his skeleto...

Chapter 53

Hector woke slowly from his nap, his mind automatically seizing on any new information to analyze its applicability to his situation. He reached the obvious conclusion before he was fully conscious...

Chapter 52

“Sergeant, could I ask you a question about cultivation?”

The Sergeant glanced at Volithur and gave a curt nod. “I think you have earned the right to impose on my time. Your improvement...

Chapter 51

“I guess it’s possible to power up using primordial chaos,” Hector said.

Evelyn pulled the handle of the slot machine. “That sounds promising.”

“Well, it seems like it poiso...

Chapter 50

Volithur took the two tea powder elixirs together once more. He had used the daily cosmic water elixirs to complete his ribs and was ready to move onto the next. The hand bones seemed too small to ...

Chapter 49

Hector’s shoes stuck to the floor with each step. As he looked around the grungy dive bar at the slovenly appearance of the other patrons, he arrived at the inescapable conclusion that he was ove...

Chapter 48

Volithur played the mimic monkey game constantly. Ever since Khana had shown it to him, he had been spying on the techniques used by others and trying to imitate what they did. His ability to disce...

Chapter 47

Hector handed off the bicycle to Evelyn, who stared at it as if she couldn’t understand its function. “Why did I agree to do this again?”

“I have no idea, Evie.”

“Like, I’...

Chapter 46

Volithur drank down the elixir and began to push energy into his shin bones. So far, he had completed his skull, both femur bones, both humerus bones in his arms, and now was working on the tibia b...

Chapter 45

Hector woke slowly. He wanted to cringe at the new memories that had been uploaded into his brain. Surely he had never been as awkward as Volithur. The two weeks of overly formal interactions betwe...

Chapter 44

Volithur accepted the shot to his ribs from Thassily to give back a chop to the side of the neck. The movement, as silly as it had first appeared to him, had been proven time and again to be effect...

Chapter 43

“Who the hell is on our couch?”

Hector sat up in bed to make eye contact with his angry wife, who glared at him from the door. “That’s Evelyn. She drank too much last night and couldn...

Chapter 42

Volithur’s breath hissed as he took the strike to his gut. He had been hanging with Little Nero for most of the match, but taking a hit cost him his momentum and put him on pure defense, which he...

Chapter 41

“Volithur was abducted from an unempowered world after a Xian invasion and taken back to be a servant. They call him a ward, but so far as I can tell, that just means they have to keep him alive ...

Chapter 40

Hector woke to the noon sun in his face. He sat up on the park bench, working his mouth in an attempt to scare up some moisture. Sweat glistened over his skin, drawn forth by the heat of the day. H...

Chapter 39

Volithur sat across from the Sergeant in the otherwise empty dining hall. His lessons had not truly resumed. The Sergeant had set up the meeting to check on Volithur’s progress.

“You esti...

Chapter 38

A second viewing immediately preceded the funeral service. Attendance was a little lighter than the previous day, but it was still busy. Hector endured the empty platitudes from well-meaning acquai...

Chapter 37

The next day, Volithur went through the same routine prior to dinner: breakfast, insane conditioning, hard sparring, cultivate during free time, lunch, hide and cultivate some more. After dinner, h...

Chapter 36

Jasmine’s snuffling brought Hector awake. She stood above him on the bed, of course. For some reason, she seemed interested in the scent of his hair. Since Jen had moved back in, the bar of soap ...