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Chapter Four Hundred and Forty-one. No grave robbing.

"How did you find me?" Jack asked, as he disentangled himself from Alex's hug.

Normally, he would be absolutely fine with an extended hug from a handsome, brilliant man, but Alex was sort of ...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Forty. Alex?

There were a great many things that Bob loved about magic.  It was a source of endless fascination, half science and half art, especially when it came to ritual magic.

That was not to sa...

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I'm back.

I'm back.

So, for the past few months, I've been unwell.  If you really want the whole story, keep reading, or just scroll to the bottom for the one line TLDR.

Many years ago (abou...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty-Nine. Politics are annoying, no matter the species.

Bob knocked on the door frame to Kharvic's office, drawing the man's attention.

Kharvic stood up from behind his desk and motioned for Bob to take the seat across from him.

"Please, hav...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty-Eight. One problem at a time.

Jessica looked at the vertical gardens thoughtfully.

The Lovar had made the best use of the space they had available, with what amounted to curtains that lowered from the c...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty-Seven. Cow level.

Bob was a fan of beef.  Hell, he liked dairy products in general.  Milk, cheese, yogurt, steak, roast, ribs, burgers, he'd even had tongue before, and it was pretty damn good.

He wa...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty-Six. Setting the stage.

Bob looked around the now empty room, giving his ritual diagram a final inspection.  

The two Lovar who had been left to watch over them, Mishkal and Thorumm, had...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty-Five. Kicking it Old School.

System Notice:  User has attempted to create a Dimensional Portal in a restricted area. 

Checking for authorization.

'Robert W...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty-Four. Well, that's a problem.

Bob frowned as he followed Kharvic into the infirmary.  There were hundreds of people, mostly Lovar but with a smattering of Shallihs laying or sitting on...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty-Three. Explanations.

Kharvic had looked startled when they'd engaged their Return to the Beginning blessings, but Bob had no desire to crawl through doors and stoop through hallways, which they would...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty-Two. The Jurassic Park Solution.

Feeling well enough to write. Finally finished this chapter.

Kharvic stared at the massive figures that had appeared.

One of them had spoken Lovar, shou...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty-One. No one hurts a kitty cat!

Bob stood on the hull of his Summoner's Retreat, his friends beside him, watching as the massive colony ship drew closer at what was now a glacial pace.

An hour earlier, a set o...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty. Collision Course.

Bob stood up carefully, stretching slowly as he did so, his eyes focused on the eldritch glow of the ritual pattern covering the hull of the ship.  With his mana sight active, he could see the...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-Nine. Sightings.

Lilalyaslywain let out a quiet hiss of frustration as she felt her mana flow out of her body and into the spellform that would heal Captain Kharvic, her tail swishing in frustration.

She shou...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-Eight. Colony.

Kharvic grimaced, gingerly touching his side.  He could feel the wetness as blood soaked through the bandage, and then his uniform.

Luckily, the uniform was a dark crimson in color, and ...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-Seven. Entering the flow.

Bob didn't bother to towel off, instead wiping the water out of his eyes as he tapped out a message on his wristband.

Eddi, Wayna, Erick, Bailli, Harv, Elli, and Jack were on Thayland, so the...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-Six. Like a well thrown bowling ball.

"You know, I've never really considered myself a slacker," Larry said as he pulled racks of fabric out of thin air.  "But you're the sort who could give a fellow insecurities."

"I could ...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-five. Useful Tool.

"Who's the most handsome kitty in the whole world?" Bob asked as he rubbed Monroe behind the ears.

There were times when Monroe wanted to cuddle up on his lap and be the snugglebum he'd been ...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-Four. Furnishings.

Bob looked at his dwindling pile of mana crystals and sighed.  He had enough to tier up, but if he wanted to convert the environmental systems on the Freedom to run off a bank of mana...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-Three. Felines of Mass Consumption. Also, deification.

Bob wasn't entirely sure what Monroe was up to, but he was becoming suspicious.

The ball of emotions in the back of his mind that represented the super-sized floofers state of mind.

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Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-Two. United Nations, Part Three.

Apologies everyone.  My friend Jasper came up to keep me company and soak some of the Mom aggro, but unfortunately he brought me the gift of the plague.  I was knocked on my ass ~hard...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-One. United Nations, Part Two.

Bob rubbed the bridge of his nose tiredly.

He had grown better when it came to dealing with people, but he still wasn't good at it, and he certainly didn't enjoy it.

"Not to be...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty. United Nations, Part 1

Kellan flew through his gateway, a massive circle of braided flame, resplendent in gold, silver, platinum, red, orange, blue, and purple.

He had opened it a minute before, waiting to ensure t...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Nineteen. Agendas.

Friendly reminder:  Jahx likes Australia.  Jahx likes Australians.  Jahx doesn't have any particular issues with the Australian government.  My only real objection to living...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Eighteen. Eternal Shepherd.

The Spear of Destiny hung above Holy Terra, poised to fulfill humanity's inevitable domination of the multiverse.

Five kilometers long, it was designed to be fully self-sufficient when at fif...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Seventeen. A new agreement.

Bob was in the zone. He could feel it.

He'd dropped his swarms of mosquitoes in favor of a pack of UtahRaptors. He wasn't facing off against tier ten monsters, so he didn't need the ...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Sixteen. Time to put in the work.

Bob sat in the ritual circle, wrapping the two rituals into a single pattern.

He could feel the mana flowing from the mana crystals, moving through his matrix and into the pattern, loops and ...

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Chapter Four Hundred Fifteen. The Adventurers Guild Returns.

So, this was a big one.  I thought it would be maybe half a chapter, just a blurb, but it sort of grew.

Alternate chapter title 'Yorrick's PSA'

"Do you remember w...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Fourteen. Nerth.

 I have a whole host of reasons for why I've been MIA, but ultimately they don't matter.  I'm sorry to have failed everyone, for so long.  

I'm going to be focusin...

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Chapter Four Hundred and Thirteen. Soon.

Bob lifted another Tupperware tote from the stack and then sat down to begin casting the Spatial Expansion ritual.

He'd called Ralph's, and they'd promised to have his order filled i...

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