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    • Chapter 12 – Preparation

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      by Eternalib Chapter 12: Preparation Armored Dragon Calendar Year 415 – Claude, Age 10 --- I hit a plateau. For months, my skills had been improving steadily. Sword techniques becoming smoother, magic growing stronger, the presences inside my head growing clearer with each passing day. Then everything stopped. My body refused to advance beyond a certain point, no matter how hard I pushed. The techniques that had been sharpening now blunted against an invisible wall, progress that had seemed inevitable became…
    • Chapter 11 – Build Up

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      by Eternalib Chapter 11: Build Up Armored Dragon Calendar Year 414 – Claude, Age 9 --- I was nine years old when the orb appeared in the sky. Paul noticed it first, squinting up at the heavens during our morning training session. The sun had just cleared the eastern hills, painting the sky in shades of gold and amber, when he stopped mid-swing and stared. "What the hell is that?" I followed his gaze and my blood ran cold. A sphere hung above the distant horizon, barely visible against the blue expanse. Faint and…
    • Chapter 09 – Side Job

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      by Eternalib Chapter 9: Side Job Armored Dragon Calendar Year 414 – Claude, Age 9 --- A year had passed since Rudeus left for Roa. The forge fire crackled before me, throwing shadows across the workshop walls. I pulled the blade from the flames, examining the color of the metal with eyes that had learned to read steel like a language. Not quite ready. A few more minutes. The color was wrong, too bright at the edge, too dark near the spine. The blade needed even heating throughout its length, or the differential…
    • Chapter 10 – Why I Follow Him

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      by Eternalib Chapter 10: Why I Follow Him Armored Dragon Calendar Year 413 – Charles, Age 19 --- I was twelve when the slavers took me. They came at night, moving through our village with the practiced efficiency of men who had done this many times before. Torches flickered between the houses, throwing shadows that made everything seem unreal. The screams started moments after the first door was kicked in and they didn't stop for what felt like hours. My father died trying to fight them. He had been a carpenter, a…
    • Chapter 08 – To Err is Humane

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      by Eternalib Chapter 8: To Err is Humane Armored Dragon Calendar Year 413 – Claude, Age 8 --- Rudeus had left for Roa three days ago. I stood at the edge of the training ground where we had sparred so many times, the space feeling emptier now without him. His movements had improved remarkably over the past year under Paul's instruction, the clumsy child becoming something closer to a competent fighter. Not a swordsman in the true sense. He would never match Ghislaine or Paul in pure blade work. But he had learned…
    • Chapter 07.1 – Blood on the Road part 2

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      by Eternalib Chapter 7.1: Blood on the Road part 2 Thwip. Mira's arrow took the guard through the throat before anyone knew we were there. The man collapsed without a sound. His torch tumbled to the ground, casting wild shadows across the scene. Crack. Tobias burst from the underbrush like a boulder rolling downhill, his massive fists slamming into the nearest slaver. The man flew backward, his face a ruin of blood and broken bone. Then everything became chaos. I moved without conscious thought, emerging from my hiding…
    • Chapter 07 – Blood on the Road

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      by Eternalib Chapter 7: Blood on the Road Armored Dragon Calendar Year 413 – Claude, Age 8 --- The intelligence came three days before the slavers arrived. Charles had established a network of informants along the main trade routes, merchants and travelers who knew to watch for the signs. Caged wagons traveling at night. Groups of hard-eyed men with weapons they didn't bother to hide. The particular kind of silence that surrounded people who traded in human misery. Our network had grown carefully over the past year,…
    • Chapter 06.1 – Right on Track part 2

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      by Eternalib Chapter 6.1: Right on Track part 2 The technique was evolving through trial and error, guided by instincts I couldn't fully understand. Then, on the second night, the final night of Ghislaine's stay, my frustration peaked, and something shifted. I had been training for hours, my mana nearly depleted and my muscles aching. The training dummy before me was scarred from a hundred failed attempts. The wood was splintered and cracked where my strikes had landed. I felt the instinct rising again. That other…
    • Chapter 06 – Right on Track

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      by Eternalib Chapter 6: Right on Track Armored Dragon Calendar Year 413 – Claude, Age 8 --- The beastwoman arrived at the village on a morning that smelled of autumn. I was practicing forms in the field, behind Paul's house, when I first saw her. She moved with the predatory grace of a born fighter, her tanned skin and beast ears marking her as something far more dangerous than the ordinary travelers who passed through Buena. Everything about her spoke of violence honed to perfection. The way she walked, each step…
    • Chapter 05.5 – Memories

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      by Eternalib Chapter 5B: Memories Armored Dragon Calendar Year 410 --- The fragments came to me in dreams. Not the normal dreams of childhood, chasing butterflies, playing with friends, simple fears of the dark. These were different. These were memories that didn't belong to me, yet lived inside my skull as vividly as my own experiences. Being a Miko of Convergence meant the memories didn't follow normal rules of time. Deaths from parallel universes could bleed through regardless of when they occurred, past, present,…
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