Aight
Slipping deeper into the shadows, I ducked behind a stack of crates. My hand hovered over my face, fingers curling into a fist as I braced myself. A faint shimmer enveloped my body, the telltale ripple of a [Polymorph] spell unraveling. The pain came swiftly, sharp and all-encompassing. Bones shifted and cracked, muscles tightened and realigned, and my very form contorted into its true state. The sensation was unbearable but familiar, a necessary cost of maintaining the facade.
Fantasy · cier_Tempest
He had three, gravity knife, ballisong blade, and a switchblade
I secured my butterfly knife at my side, or more accurately concealed in my clothes, the familiar weight a comfort even in its lethality. My hands moved automatically, checking straps, tightening buckles, ensuring everything was in its proper place. Every motion was precise, practiced—a ritual honed through repetition.
Fantasy · cier_Tempest
Alright done
Oh he did, forgot
Alright
Congratulations I made a comeback with three enormous chapters
Hmm ok makes sense
Known more commonly as 'oblivion stone', it was infamous for its unique property: magic did not coexist with it. Unlike materials that absorbed or resisted magic, oblivion stone destroyed it entirely, rendering it inert. To magic, it was an unyielding nothingness. Runes failed in its presence, enchantments dissolved, and even the faintest traces of mana collapsed into oblivion upon contact. It was, quite literally, the anathema of magic—a material that didn't repel magic but nullified it like the vacuum of space snuffing out a fire.
Fantasy · cier_Tempest
aight
For those who could conjure it, the [status plaque] was a comprehensive summary of their existence. It revealed everything: [strength], [agility], [intelligence], [vitality], [mana], and, of course, [luck], along with a slew of other metrics. It was all laid bare, staring back at you like an unflinching, unbreakable mirror, forcing you to confront exactly what you were—and what you weren't.
Fantasy · cier_Tempest
Yeah but Mana's also like the name of the force so...eh Maybe?
For those who could conjure it, the [status plaque] was a comprehensive summary of their existence. It revealed everything: [strength], [agility], [intelligence], [vitality], [mana], and, of course, [luck], along with a slew of other metrics. It was all laid bare, staring back at you like an unflinching, unbreakable mirror, forcing you to confront exactly what you were—and what you weren't.
Fantasy · cier_Tempest
Dude an average chapter is 4k to 5k it takes a while to write
Survival as an antagonist is hard when the world is against you
Fantasy · cier_Tempest