Vol. 3 Chap. 55 Birds Aren't Real
Truth woke up with questions. Did I just dream?
<<I think so? It looked like a dream. Your nous was thrashing around, but not in the way I’m used to seeing when you have one of your little episodes.>>
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Vol. 3 Chap. 54 Above It All
Truth had to fish around in the garbage heap to collect what was probably all the surviving pieces of a miniature spell bird. As best he could tell, it was some kind of kit project. The parts came together with simple fasteners, all the talismans ...
2023-10-26 16:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostVol. 3 Chap. 53 Approaching Old Employers and Co-Workers
Truth awoke in a minor panic, feeling smothered by the plastic and the gravel. For a horrible second, he thought he had died in his sleep. For a horrible second, he thought he was back in that well of nothing, feeling the pressure growing. He kick...
2023-10-25 16:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostVol. 3 Chap. 52 Fragile Bubbles
Truth alternated between sitting cultivation, his least favorite sort, and trying to remember how his body worked. Everything hurt or felt wrong, or hurt while feeling wrong. In a brief moment of lucidity, he decided that “wrong” was unaccepta...
2023-10-24 16:00:06 +0000 UTC View PostVol. 3 Chap. 51 Certain Unpleasant Practicalities
The Cevis bubbled pleasingly as it drowned. The grass-green pond scum frothed a bit around the smashed open windows, pouring in to give the interior the closest thing to a cleaning it had ever known. The fungal life within the carriage would final...
2023-10-23 16:00:07 +0000 UTC View PostYou Heard It Here First!
Got a little something for you- the first four minutes of the audio book! Kind of wish I could share the end of chapter 1, actually, the voice work on Dad is... perfect. But hey! New stuff!
On the Paperback side, the book should be ...
2023-10-23 12:16:51 +0000 UTC View PostVol. 3 Chap. 50 A Whole Pack of Lone Wolves
The needle was quite long compared to a standard sidearm. Truth knew from experience it could smash through people without slowing down. That’s what it was built for- smashing through problems and problematic people. Driven at brutal speeds by t...
2023-10-20 16:00:11 +0000 UTC View PostVol. 3 Chap. 49 Back and to the Left
Truth started making his way towards the edge of Buran. He was wearily certain that there would be checkpoints on the roads, AGAIN, and doubly certain that the buses and trains would be filled primarily with plain clothed police officers and surve...
2023-10-19 16:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostVol. 3 Chap. 48 To Unburden Oneself of Sin
The sin eater looked at the scores of rings, chains, and earrings scattered across his desk, spilling onto the floor. Each worn and rubbed, the maker mark and serial numbers carefully removed by Truth’s patient effort, waiting for the service to...
2023-10-18 16:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostVol. 3 Chap. 47 What You Owe and What You Sow
Truth sat about midway back in the pews. They were on tiers, like stadium seating. The church was trying to cram the most bodies possible into the hall and making sure everyone had an excellent view of the dais. No obstructed-view seats here. And ...
2023-10-17 16:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostVol. 3 Chap. 46 All God's Children
Truth dove into the panicking masses, letting them break his line of sight with the golems chasing him and the eye-spies above. It was far from perfect. They were still on him. But it helped. As he went, he shouted.
“The Golems are killing...
2023-10-16 16:01:07 +0000 UTC View Post~Special Treat For Paperback Readers~
I promised something special for the paperback readers, and here it is- you guys get to read the published edition TWO WEEKS before the Ebook and Audiobook crowd. Yup. Two weeks. Oh, I know the listing says it’s out November 7th. This is a cunni...
2023-10-16 13:14:14 +0000 UTC View PostVol. 3 Chap. 45 The Old Straight Track
Truth hadn’t eaten all day and resolved to fix that problem. Rather than raiding his hosts’ weirdly sparse fridge, he decided to eat out. There was ample food available from street vendors, and in Jeon, the street food was good. The p...
2023-10-13 16:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostVol. 3 Chap. 44 Insufficiently False Flag
Truth woke in the middle of the night. Sudden, urgent movement outside the door. They were only Level Threes, so he wasn’t worried about the owners of the house, but…
“Maddie. Maddie wake up! You have to see this.”
“Linh? Wha...
2023-10-12 16:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostVol. 3 Chap. 43 All Fall Down. No More Stars.
The party barge slid down out of the sky. Lights still pulsing in frantic time to the mindless music the bound spirits were compelled to play. The screams of mandatory fun and drugged release turned into fear, raw, clawing, stabbing. The barge sli...
2023-10-11 16:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostVol. 3 Chap. 42 The Erotic Mysticism of the Martyred Flesh
Truth had an early night’s sleep, as jetlag is a real bastard. The bed was tiny, but he was prepared to cherish the fact it wasn’t a futon. He had spent enough nights sleeping on the floor. The mechanical alarm went off at five in the morning....
2023-10-10 16:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostVol. 3 Chap. 41 Rememberence of Things Past
Remembering… what? Can the soul have memories? I thought that was the mind’s job.
<<No, not exactly. Thinking and reason are the mind’s job, as are most of your memories, but the soul does pick up things. I don’t k...
2023-10-09 16:00:06 +0000 UTC View PostSlumrat Rising Vol. 1 Ebook Preorder is Live!
Exciting news- Volume 1 is now available for preorder on Ki...
2023-10-08 12:06:50 +0000 UTC View PostVol. 3 Chap. 40 An Inside Man
“Hang on a second- you say you physically take on the sin. As in, you remove it from the person it is on until they sin again.”
“Yes, we covered that.” The priest nodded.
“And it stays gone until the person sins again.”
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Vol. 3 Chap. 39 A Damn Hard Job
Truth had a moment of terrible lucidity. The rich man, and he had to be rich, that was a five thousand wen suit if he had ever seen one, was looking more or less straight at him. Could he… see through the Blessings of the Forest? That would make...
2023-10-05 16:00:07 +0000 UTC View PostVol. 3 Chap. 38 Buran
Truth sprawled in the plush king-sized bed in “his” suite at the Dunbar. The Grand Imperial Deluxe, apparently. He vaguely wondered if they had a Grand Imperial or an Imperial Deluxe. What exactly qualified this suite for all three terms? Well...
2023-10-04 16:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostPatreon UI changes
No idea what's going on here, but the UI seems to have changed, as well as some of how the menus work. Please let me know if you are experiencing any trouble, as I try to sort out how this thing now works. Fun fact- my dashboard is now telling me ...
2023-10-04 15:32:48 +0000 UTC View PostVol. 3 Chap. 37 Just Visiting
It should have been safe. It should have. This wasn’t some dinky little road into a minor city like Gwaju. This was National Highway 10 headed into Buran- the second-biggest and second-richest city in the country. The highway was six lanes in bo...
2023-10-03 16:01:00 +0000 UTC View PostVol. 3 Chap. 36 The Boathouse at Army Ford
It didn’t feel safe under the overhang. Truth thought a moment and scolded himself. He was still thinking like a low-level noob. He was a Level Four with an imp. He coated his hand with the fangs of Incisive and carved a little cave out of the b...
2023-10-02 16:00:06 +0000 UTC View PostVol. 3 Chap. 35 So That's How.
The bartender, after a brief chat with Truth, had no problem serving him water in the same glasses he served Thom white spirits. Whatever Internal Security wanted, they would get. Including the bartender becoming blind, deaf, and mute. Thom was Le...
2023-09-29 16:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostVol. 3 Chap. 34 Theosophy
Truth was confronted with an awkward problem. You never, ever, go to the same dead drop twice. Once you touch it, the drop is dead. Touch it a second time, and you are dead. So if you check it, it had DAMN well better have something in it. Hence h...
2023-09-28 16:00:07 +0000 UTC View PostVol. 3 Chap. 33 Monsters of Suburbia
If Merkovah’s package had made it to the dead drop, there would be a white rock under the fourth post of the fence outside of 934 West Pichno Street, Damya. Damya being a small town in farm country just up the highway from Gwaju. Since this was ...
2023-09-27 16:06:37 +0000 UTC View PostVol. 3 Chap 32 Catching Breath
To get cleanly out of Gwaju, a small city of no particular importance at the southern tip of the Jeon peninsula, one had to cross the highway that ringed the outer edge of the city. More like a three-quarters circle on account of the ocean being i...
2023-09-26 16:00:05 +0000 UTC View Post