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Adventure Academy

Explore the realmsverse, battle monsters of myth and legend, die trying... and then come back to life stronger with the advantage of hindsight! Rinse and repeat. Death holds no power over Will Wisdom, a boy who’d once been sacrificed to the altar of the gods of death only to reincarnate moments later. Will’s a teenager stuck with Extra-Life, a curse that lets him relive the same day of every death with all the gruesome details of his latest demise intact to help him survive in his next run of whatever realm, dungeon, or adventuring class he’s decided to challenge next. Returning to life after each harrowing encounter is a useful hack for a teenager enrolled in the legendary Academy, a school that teaches young adventurers to become the kind of heroes who chase after the big monster bounties and uncover the great mysteries of the Realmsverse. Mysteries such as finding the cult of evil ljósálfar who’d cursed Will with Extra-Life in the first place, and then exacting his revenge on these bright elf bastards! The Academy is the perfect place for Will to achieve his hopes and dreams too. Assuming he does well in Swords and Sorcery, Apprentice Alchemy, Dungeon Excursions, P.E., and a whole host of crazy training courses in his novice schedule. Will may need a little help with that. Welcome to the Academy, Will Wisdom—hope you live to see graduation day! *** Aside from daily chapter releases, I will release extra chapters every Sunday depending on power stones earned during the same week. 200 stones = 1 additional chapter! *** Temporary cover created with PixAI

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The Price of Wisdom, Part 1

"You truly deserve the name you've taken, Will Wisdom," said the wisest of the Aesir. 

Yep, the Norse god of wisdom and knowledge himself was complimenting me. Cue the cheers and applause of the massive crowd my brain had just conjured. 

"So, tell me, what are you willing to give up to drink from Mímisbrunnr?" Mimir asked. 

My brow creased for this was not an easy question to answer. 

It was no secret that I was a greedy kid who wanted as much as I could take, and the thought of giving something up, well, that gave me the heebie-jeebies. Because no matter how small the offering, I knew I would regret it. 

"Um, does this thing take sceattas?" I wondered aloud. "Maybe credit?" 

The giant head chuckled. It was laughter that reverberated all around me but didn't sound sinister like such laughter normally would have when coming from a head that was as large as a Jötunn's.