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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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Long Live the King, Part 2

Note: The next chapter will be out tomorrow. XD 

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Not that I wanted to see a dwarf in his long johns, but I did expect to be visiting the king in his bedroom considering how sick he must be. I mean, we waded through a whole crowd of doctors, alchemists, healers, and spinsters—don't know why that last profession was here but they were—to get to those set of closed gold doors at the end of the room, so the king had to be on his deathbed, right? 

In hindsight, I should have realized when I saw those gaudy-looking doors with shiny gems embedded in them that they were too spectacular a decoration just for someone's bedroom. Clearly, I missed that obvious clue because I was surprised to find that Regin had just ushered us into what I assumed was the palace's throne room. 

The entire rectangular space was made of molten volcanic rock tiles—geometrically spaced, of course—with thick columns carved from natural stalagmites supporting the vaulted ceiling.