Vitaly S Alexius

100. Meddling with Time

I unlocked an old, rusty gate. The gate groaned, rust flaking off it as I pus...

Ch 99. You're Fired

“She seems… mad,” Voltara whispered, staring at the distraught Amber.

“Yeah,” I replied, “She’s mad alright. How fast can you move?”

“Very fast if I focus on it and bu...

Ch 98. The Pact of Order

“Soooo?” I smiled at Amber as she finished the pastry.

“So, what?” She asked disdainfully. “Do you think I’m going to be your friend because you gave me a tart?”

“Yes,�...

Ch 97. The Un-poisoned Apple

“You good?” Agatha said. “Licor is calling me. He probably wants to…”

“We good sis,” Emerald replied. “Go have fun with your fiance.”

I nodded.

Agatha nodded bac...

Ch 96. Roomies

After a long, heart-pounding moment, Nemendias reached out with her own hand and clasped mine.

Her hand forged from magic felt real, warm, like she was a human, like she was alive on the same...

Ch 95. An offer of friendship

With smol, purple-eyed Captain on my shoulder and my two besties behind me, I attempted to navigate the gothic, black-marble halls of Nemendias to find and exterminate the girl with the pocket watc...

Ch 94. Heart to heart

My answer was the deep silence of the catacombs.

“Nemendias isn’t conscious,” Agatha said, staring at the body of Saint Innocentai with a morose look. “This is just an old skeleton.�...

Ch 93. Saint Innocentai

“Oh no, you got me,” I said sarcastically at Licor. “Guess I’ll have to go to detention or whatever it is that happens to students at Nemendias when they go below a hundred.”

I open...

92. Subtracted

I excused myself and pretended to go to the bathroom. Instead of going into the stall, I stopped at the hall and tilted my chimera ears like little radar dishes focusing on the conversation of the ...

91. Illusion of Power

“You’re… really going to take over the Empire?” Agatha asked. “I thought that you didn’t want power for the sake of power.”

"I was going to take it nice and slow, but Georgia's ...

90. Switcheroo

Lambert thrummed his fingers on his desk in the tower of Lomb when I was done re...

89. Beyond Time

Undertown was always a mess. The Undertown of the war-torn Illatius was simply a very… dead, desolate mess. I paid no attention to the bodies piling the streets covered in black mold and crumblin...

88. Rejection

Amadea climbed atop of the table. 

Her hands gripped at and started to pull the metal frame that bound my ossified body to the wall. The metal groaned, warped under her fingers, twisted ...

Ch 87. Shattered

“This is Undertown, huh?” Voltara asked as we stood upon a basalt outcropping, looking down at the ocean of colorful, lopsided favelas. “The place we’re planning to fix?”

“Yeah,�...

86. Dealing with the Press

A sharp ruby gemstone glittered in my hand as I scratched deep, sparkling groves into the wooden table beneath me, focusing on keeping my lines on course and sticking my tongue out.

Voltara, ...

Ch 85. Tiny Investigation

Time passed quicker than I had anticipated, my days filled with organizing the chimera villagers, teaching them meditation, Basq language, human customs, rules and laws.

In the mornings I did...

Ch 84. Integration

I awoke to my father smiling down at me and shaking me by the shoulder.

"Come, my little arch-cendai," he said, looking over me with eyes like molten gold. "The tribe needs your guidance and ...

Ch 83. Personal ghosts

Having concluded my discussion with Agatha about my theoretical understanding of the life, the universe and my potential patron Infi, I leaned back on the seat and closed my eyes.

We were slo...

Ch 82. Defining my Patron

"Must be nice to have a dad," Emerald commented, tears glittering in the corners ...

Ch 81. The Face of Justice

Just a few moments ago I felt elated, felt that I could finally rest. Now I could hardly take a single breath without pain lacing through me.

All of the armored maids were standing upright no...

Ch 80. Facing Amadea

"Do you think that the crystal hair of the entire chimera tribe will be enough to fix the dragonheart engine?" I asked Antoine who sat across me within the leather interior of Galissi Seven.

...

Ch 79. The offer of timelessness

"That looks like an arcane... Astral-Phantom-Barrier hexagram," Agatha squinted at the sketch on the page. "Instructor Rozaline showed it to us during an excursion to the catacombs beneath Nemendia...

Ch 78. Level Seven

I tried to stay awake, but my body was failing me and my eyes were closing. My eyelids and hands felt like they were made from lead. Too much magical power had gone through me and far too much expe...

Ch 77. The Spoils of Victory

I slammed into the top of the column that my workshop stood on with a yelp, nearly breaking one of my legs. The fight with Eunice took everything out of me, drained me like a sponge.

“H-hel...

Ch 76. Eye for an eye

I stared at the gold sand beneath my feet and past it in the Astral, identifying everything about the structure of the cliff beneath me, identifying the boundary between the garden of the arch-cend...

Ch 75. The Undisclosed Power

I choked, nearly biting my tongue off. The nightmarish memory of my acid-burned flesh being converted into clouds of sparkling nanites shaped like snowflakes was pulsating in the forefront of my mi...

Ch 74. The Voice of Death

I entered into the ornate, massive skull as a metal-encrusted, circular door swung open for me. My father and the rest of the chimera hunters stayed outside. I felt their gazes digging into my back...

Ch 73. The Dastardly Shawl

I took about twenty minutes to redo the princesses’ faces and my own with makeup.

Using the back tunnels we relocated to a small, rooftop cafe that belonged to Nemendias. The cafe was mostl...

72. The Barrier

I was moving towards the stairwell up to Diamondias when I noticed something odd...

71. The Diver's calling

“What's all this, then?” A bulky man in a gray constable’s uniform pushed hi...