TravelingDreamer

B6—Chapter 57: Loot Distribution

I sat on the back deck and read a book about earth magic. Yes, unfortunately, a wizard wrote it, which meant it was stuffed to the brim with metaphors, similes, analogies, symbolism, hyperbole, allusion, imagery, and some other confusing stuff, creating a chaotic salad of purple prose that I had ...

B6—Chapter 56: Wake-Up Call, Monster Edition

Half a day past the fashion-mad city, the flying ships appeared in the sky again in greater numbers. From the direction they came, it looked like they had flown around the scary forest and, along the way, bypassed the clueless bunch. That explained the pristine condition of oblivious central.

B6—Chapter 55: And They Call ME Clueless

After we left the town with the refugees, we lowered the sails completely and pushed the motor as hard as the river traffic allowed, skimming across the water. We didn’t discuss it or even exchange a glance. There was no need. I personally wanted to escape this world, and it was evident ...

B6—Chapter 54: The Slow March of Madness

The next seven days of sailing after clearing the fever-dream frozen portal passed without any special incidents. I piloted the boat at night, slept for a few hours, and worked on the looting spells the rest of the time. Sadly, I still didn’t figure out the progression aspect, and it dro...

B6—Chapter 53: A Short Side Quest

After three days of moping around, I went back to doing stuff. When I first saw the description of Creativity at level 50, my looting spells immediately came to mind. I opened the description and re-read the relevant part.

This milestone unlocks not only faster tho...

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B6—Chapter 52: Loved It While It Lasted

We walked from the slums north, heading toward the stairs that led down to the water. The city looked better now. The air had cleared of ash, and there was no more debris cluttering the streets. Everywhere I looked, construction was underway. Some of the work was done partly by hand. Teams...

Update

Hi everyone,

Today's chapter will be posted tomorrow. Summer vacation has officially begun, and today I hosted a D&D "tournament" at home with fourteen twelve-year-olds. I tried to write between handing out drinks and snacks, cleaning up spills, and negotiating cheating accusat...

B6—Chapter 51: At Least We Found a Flying Zoom

After grabbing a few hours of sleep, I made my way back to the central square. A few injured folks were already waiting near my treatment spot. A few more arrived during the day, but it didn’t take long to see that we’d reached the end of the wounded line. I’d already dealt with most...

B6—Chapter 50: The Only Thing That Matters

Before going to heal people, I finally checked my blinking red light.

Like I thought.

Level up
+3 intelligence, +3 wisdom, +2 vitality, +3 free points
Class: Healer Level 17
Free points: 3

I put the free points into Creativi...

B6—Chapter 49: A Mirror Framed in Ash

Mahya went to the guild to handle whatever it was that needed her attention, while Al vanished into his lab to brew more health potions. He'd been muttering about running out since yesterday. Rue was still fast asleep on his oversized beanbag, snoring softly and twitching his paws now and then, l...

B6—Chapter 48:  Aftermath of Fire and Blood

While I sat in the park, breathing in mana as fast as possible, a feeling of worry, or maybe concern, reached me through the connection in my mind. It didn’t have to say anything, or more precisely, send anything. I immediately knew. Al.

Jumping to my feet, I looked around, trying ...

B6—Chapter 47: Falling Sky

When we walked out of the guild, my stomach flipped a couple of times, my heart skipped a beat, my mouth went dry, and I shuddered. A wave of cold passed over my skin, despite the warmth in the air. Looking around, I didn’t see anything that would justify such a reaction. It was late aft...

  B6—Chapter 46: Rome is Not My Cup of Tea

I was just getting ready for my second obstacle course run of the day, stretching my arms and hopping in place to get the blood flowing, when I heard my name echo across the hall. I turned, squinting toward the main entrance. Mahya stood just inside, one hand raised high in a wave, her bra...

B6—Chapter 45: The Competitive Spirit

The obstacle course looked completely different the following day. Some obstacles were the same, like the stupid flying magical stones, but the rest were different. Bummer. I hoped that with my knowledge from the previous day, I would be able to kick Mahya’s butt, but it looked ...

Update

Hi everyone,

According to the news (and hopefully they’re right this time), the mess over here is finally behind us. Thank the Guiding Spirits for that! Life is slowly returning to something that almost resembles normal.

Today, I’m playing catch-up with everything...

 B6—Chapter 44: Path of the Bruised and Wet

Two days after I finished with the library, Rue and I reached the southern outskirts of the city. We took our time, wandering along the riverside path, with the breeze carrying the briny scent of the river. Boats floated lazily on the water beside us, their hulls casting gentle ripples tha...

 B6—Chapter 43: Luck Saw a Library and Left the Building

The reply I got from the core kept bugging me. On one hand, Mahya and Al insisted the core wasn’t sentient, and even Lis mentioned it once. On the other hand, something about the way it responded stuck with me. At first, I worried about what it might’ve seen, heard, or learned. We didn...

 B6—Chapter 42: Enchanted Plumbing and Other Mysteries

A couple of days after the circus, I lounged on the porch with my feet dangling in the cool water. The morning sun warmed my back, and the scent of fresh flowers drifted from somewhere upriver. A half-empty mug of coffee rested beside me, still steaming.

Mahya came over, barefoot, wi...

B6—Chapter 41: The City of Falling Water and Floating Fire

In the morning, we made our way to the teleporter. I was genuinely excited; this was going to be my first time teleporting, and I had no idea what to expect. The building was situated quite far out into the desert, likely to avoid interference or, perhaps, for safety reasons, or both. I di...

Update

Hi everyone,

I wanted to give you a quick update, especially for those wondering about tomorrow’s chapter.

Over the last two days, things here in Israel have taken a turn for the worse. We’re currently being bombarded by Iran, and it’s not just a few sirens, but sustained attack...

B6—Chapter 40: Third Time’s Kinda the Charm

When we got back to the inn, a note from Al was waiting for us.

“I have relocated to the Alchemists’ Hub and secured rooms at the Dreamy Bloom Inn.”

It took a while to find the building, and the inside was very different from the Adventur...

B6—Chapter 39: Apologies Are Better with Butter

Al and Mahya disappeared somewhere in the morning, so I went to explore further.

The first interesting place I found was another dungeon dimension filled with fields. I stepped through an enormous door and found myself standing at the edge of an endless expanse of cultivated land. Th...

Arcane Reverie

At a crossroad of life, I tore the veil,
Magic whispered from my lips, fragile and frail.
A new road unfolds through the twilight pale,
Guiding my steps on starlight’s trail.
In sacred groves where secrets lie,
Whispers of spells rise into the sky.
Moonlight dances on waters�...

B6—Chapter 38: A Second Slice of Humble Pie

Our first priority was gear. After the dungeon, Al’s armor looked like a sad bundle of leather straps barely hanging on beneath battered mithril plates. His didn’t have the handy “self-fixing” feature like mine, so it was going to stay that way. He also tossed his shield to buy us ...

Sand Plains Outpost #5

B6—Chapter 37: Not That Kind of Sanctuary

The train was both interesting and ridiculously expensive. Just getting to the next outpost set each of us back five mithril coins. Prices in this world were just... insane. I mean, who charges that much for public transport?

From the outside, the train looked like a string of silver...

B6—Chapter 36: No Strings, No Thanks

Dinner at The Plucky Spearman was stew again, but a different kind this time. Thick chunks of red roots, black fungus caps, and slivers of something that looked like meat but shimmered faintly green under the lanternlight. The spices were no less strange than last time, smoky and sweet, wi...

B6—Chapter 35: Spying on Sand Wizards for Fun and Education

Hi everyone,

Vacation’s over, and I’m back—hopefully with fewer burnout symptoms and a few more brain cells firing in the right direction.

While I was away, I spent some time thinking about how to keep things sustainable without losing the fun (or my mind...

B6—Chapter 34: The Demise of the Lord

Author's Note

Hi everyone,

I already paused billing yesterday, May 1st, but I didn’t want to leave you hanging with an open mini arc. So here’s a bonus chapter to wrap it up.

Enjoy!

TD

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B6—Chapter 33: Lord of Lightning, part V

After the long-awaited lunch—at least, according to Rue—we stepped back into the pink fever dream. We waited a few minutes, expecting the lightning, but the landscape just... sat there. So, we shrugged and headed toward the step-path. The moment we reached the first step, a lightning b...