Ravennittes

System Architect - Ch 128

“Come quickly!” Dad yelled while I was in the workshop.

Over the past three days, enchanting daggers is what I did. There wasn’t a particular enchantment I favored over all the othe...

System Architect - Ch 127

I was surprised the officer hadn’t noted down our names or anything else. There was no way I would say anything. Poking Smokey was not a wise decision on the best of days—and today was not a go...

System Architect - Ch 126

Mom looked disgusted by the dead monsters. Now that the fight was over, she faced away from their corpses in a purposeful manner.

“Are you ok?” I asked.

“I can’t believe...

System Architect - Ch 125

The fictional world of the tutorial faded. I was back in the living room of Mom’s house with both her and Grandpa Joe. Their eyes regained focus around the same time as mine did—give or take a ...

System Architect - Ch 124

Satisfied with the way my status looked, I moved on to the notifications. The first was a congratulatory note about picking a class and explaining that I should go through the door to try fighting ...

System Architect - Ch 123

Several things happened at the same time. First, all the remaining experience was sucked into my skills, class, and profession. Second, the levels and skills I’d had vanished. Finally, I appeared...

System Architect - Ch 122

I didn’t know what the economy would look like after the apocalypse hit, but I knew that continuing to rent was not the way to go. I helped Mom and Dad each buy a place that was close by to one a...

System Architect - Ch 121

And getting better is what I did. Though progress was slow, it was steady. After a year of practice, I was comfortable making knives and other blades out of steel. I was able to make them the easy ...

System Architect - Ch 120

Testing the curved enchantment was more difficult than I had thought it would be. Using metal was out—simply because I did not have the requisite skill to make the bowl out of metal to the degree...

System Architect - Ch 119

The tools came a little over a week later. To get quality tools took time. I would much rather wait to have quality than have shitty tools right away. If it worked like I hoped, I would be using th...

System Architect - Ch 118

Unlike with woodworking—where I had to join a formal class—metalworking was easier to get into. Relatively speaking. Finding a place that did it was easy. Convincing them to allow a child to wo...

System Architect - Ch 117

After two months of practicing my thrusting, Gregory was satisfied enough with my progress to begin teaching me more. Due to the nature of the weapon itself, the majority of the other forms were ab...

System Architect - Ch 116

When I spoke with Jack a couple weeks later, I was feeling better than I had in years. Yet, there was still something bothering me.

“So, how are you enjoying the woodworking class?” h...

System Architect - Ch 115

The week after I finished my wooden car, Gregory was ready to begin teaching me. The place he had rented—with my money—was what used to be a dance studio. The space was large enough to accommod...

System Architect - Ch 114

Finding someone to teach me how to fight turned out to be more difficult than I had initially thought—and I had thought it wouldn’t be too easy. The simple fact was that eastern martial arts—...

System Architect - Ch 113

Finding someone to teach me how to fight was more of a challenge than finding a place to learn how to do woodworking. So that’s where I started. The local public university ran classes. Signing u...

System Architect - Ch 112

“I see their faces,” I told him. “I see the people who died in the explosion. I feel the humiliation from when my parents knew it was me. They’re not stupid. And when I understood that they...

System Architect - Ch 111

Sorry this took so long! With the business trip I was on and the fact that I couldn't ramp up writing quickly when book 3 started, I didn't have any chapters going into last week. I usually work fr...

System Architect - Ch 110

With the revelation to my parents—and Grandpa Joe—dealt with, I dug into the work of getting a nest egg. There were a lot of steps to it—of course—but it was something I’d done before. Gi...

System Architect - Ch 109

When the truck came to a stock, I unbuckled myself and hopped out. Dad did the same. As soon as we were near the front of the house, I put up my hand to stop him. He raised an eyebrow.

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System Architect - Ch 108

I opened my eyes to searing pain. I sat up, but it only got worse. My voice cried out for help as I pitched forward into darkness.

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I woke to a rhythmic beeping so...

System Architect - Ch 107

So ends book 2. I will be taking 1 week off to plan book 3. Expect the next chapter on 4/4/25. I hope you enjoyed his descent into darkness. Let's see what dawn brings, eh?

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System Architect - Ch 106

This is part 1 of the interlude between lives 3 and 4, with the other half dropping Wednesday. As it is about 3400 words, I split it in half. Following Wednesday's chapter, I will be taking a week ...

System Architect - Ch 105

The heat, the smell of smoke… it hit me as soon as my consciousness returned. I bolted upright. Looking around, I could see the orange glow all around. The house was on fire—and so was everythi...

System Architect - Ch 104

Along the way to figuring out the secret sauce that made the poison flavor, I discovered several other combination. The aforementioned earth, air, fire, and some others I hadn’t encountered befor...

System Architect - Ch 103

The question was how. I had the building blocks. I could sketch the shape of the fractal I needed to work with for both skills. The issue was how to actually do it. Randomly circulating my blood wa...

System Architect - Ch 102

Flight had the benefit of being a continuous skill. Unlike Heal, where I could only observe the skill as it activated, I was able to watch it as it continuously wo...

System Architect - Ch 101

I hadn’t a clue what it meant to look into myself—or anything about hypnosis, for that matter. Still, it sounded good on the surface. I climbed onto my bed and closed my eyes.

Looking...

System Architect - Ch 100

I got started at dawn the next morning. The idea that I had stuck in my head was seeing if there was a difference between using faith or blood for the skills. For that, I needed a test subject. I f...

System Architect - Ch 99

Building a roof was harder than I thought it would be. Even with my skill’s gentle nudging and almost instruction-manual level of help, there were two things I couldn’t make any easier. The fir...