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Black Magus

What kind of realm would you choose to live in after digitizing your mind? For Amun, that was a magical world where he could be free to learn until his end of days. What he got was to become the living god of a vast realm in an odd universe. A being who'd be born with the world. And later stripped of it all. A being of juxtaposition and contradictions. A sinner and a saint. A wise sage and a genius scientist. A loving creator and a baleful explorer. An elf and a devil, living in a world of might and magic. But all is not what it seems. Peace is fleeting. Figures loom in the light. Forms strafe through the trees. And one Amun is woefully ignorant to the ways of a realm so ripe for change. Yet he is one who cannot help but change it. So he devotes himself to forming the greatest guild the Mortal Plane has ever seen, intending to change his world and others for the better. And yet, somewhere along the line of his undying march, Amun evolved into the being all denizens of the Mortal Plane either revered; or feared. The Black Magus. *** This novel’s lore, story, and characters are entirely fictitious. Certain long-standing countries, institutions, organizations, agencies, public offices, etc. are/may be mentioned, but their histories and the characters involved are wholly imaginary. *** This novel’s lore, story, and characters are entirely fictitious. Certain long-standing countries, institutions, organizations, agencies, and public offices are mentioned, but their histories and the characters involved are wholly imaginary. Look for the story on RR. https://www.royalroad.com/profile/202907/fictions

Liden_Snake · ファンタジー
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Bossa Nova

"Fucking hell!"

I cursed myself silently for breaking character. But I couldn't not give myself some reprieve. I just saw the largest fucking anchor imaginable drop down on a phantom chain and neither Vexx nor this Commander Hogaz seemed to care about it. Or my awe.

Singe, on the other hand.

"Ow!" I turned an angry eye to the smelly creature clutching my shoulder in a death grip. Why the fuck anyone would have a vulture as a familiar, I could only guess. But it was a smelly thing that was a dick to anyone but Cap, threatening to pull me overboard with powerful flaps of its wings.

"Alright, let's go." Vexx silenced the beast, pulling my attention to a skiff like the one Seadog used, on a fast approach.

Suddenly eager to get a firsthand look, I bolstered my eyes with mana. But alas, the ship was pulled close and Singe was nearly dragging me onboard.

More curses were prepared and quickly cut short by the softest seat in existence condensed below my ass. I nearly moaned in ecstasy instead but composed myself with a passable grunt of frustration. Then, in a burst of power, we were off.

"Listen." Vexx leaned close to me. It had only been seconds since we took off. But already, the two ships were in the far distance behind us while up ahead, the coast raced forward. "Securing the area is the first priority. After that, loot and explore or do as you please until the Commander finishes his business. You claim what you kill and you keep what you find. That's our way."

"Understood." I nodded quickly but looked around awkwardly. "Is it just us?"

Vexx let out a subtle laugh. "Not quite. More importantly," she paused, sizing me up. "I hope you have magic that can generate heat. It's cold where we're going."

"I'll be fine," I assured her with a confident sneer.

But she just giggled. "We'll see."

Indeed, I saw. I saw us skate across the water like a bird through the air, bringing us around Shujen Peninsula to charge through Helston's Brook, charge upstream, and ram our skiff onto shore like madmen. I saw Commander Hogaz wave towards the waters, bringing me to watch heads breach the surface and rise into bodies both living and dead, striding and running forward into the forest to cover our flanks while we ambled through the snow.

"Y- you command the dead?" I shuddered, staring at the half-orcs back. But Vexx was the one to answer.

"Our benefactor does. Among other things." She huffed. "Anyway, you need help keeping up?"

"I know how to fortify as good as any pirate." I huffed, to which she shrugged in agreement and told me to try not to be seen. Then they took off flying.

I struggled to keep up and silence wasn't my forte, leaving me no choice but to fling fire at anything that crawled my way. Goblins. Orcs. What seemed like a hundred feral creatures crawled from the snowy forest to meet an end or at least be blasted away before I caught pace with those two and nearly stopped in my tracks.

Before me was a dead forest, packed not in snow, but in ice. Trees and plants were encased in frost from root to canopy. Stones glimmered under thin sheets of blue. As I stepped deeper inside the strange landscape, ruins of ice began to appear before things suddenly got… neater.

The grasses and trees and dirt disappeared to make way for walkways and stairs of glistening ice, bordered by stone rails and braziers illuminated with purplish blue fire- a cold deathly fire, I sensed, leading up to a circular arrangement of towering pillars supporting a domed roof.

"What is this?" I muttered, looking around to reel back in horror upon seeing many undead creatures standing at their sides, and yet more waddling out of the woods.

"Come." Vexx gestured for me to follow her inside the ice mausoleum, and with hesitance, I followed.

The building couldn't have been more than thirty meters across, of that I was sure. But when I stepped inside it was like stepping into an entirely new world. Grasses, flowers, vines, and trees made of frost or ice spread across almost every surface of the inside. In a few places were podiums, stands, mounts, or plaques that rested frosted corpses resting in weird poses. And at their center was a figure that positively radiated death.

"Zaraxus." Hogaz approached the thing with confidence to offer a generous bow.

I took a step back in horror as the thing slowly opened its eyes, showing bright orbs that flickered between bright blue and sea green as they quickly turned to me and back to, "Hogaz."

The low, raspy drone sent a shiver down my spine that completely bypassed my magic. Suddenly, I was frozen still, watching the creature- Zaraxus, gesture to a silver box sitting atop a podium beside him.

With a nod, Hogaz retrieved and opened the box, finding a silver bracelet within that he promptly pulled over his wrist; only for it to disappear in a flash of silver.

Turning his wrist over, Hogaz studied the new ink around his wrist before nodding to the frost-dead creature. "Until next time, Zaraxus." With a similar nod, the thing closed its eyes to resume its slumber before Hogaz turned and left, waving me down as he passed. "Let's go."

"What the hell was that?" I whispered once outside, but Hogaz returned a dumb look to me and muttered, "Zaraxus."

Singe squawked, but I couldn't begin to ask, as I saw a line of undead and creatures of shadow approaching to add to the pile of singed corpses beside me.

"You claim what you kill." Vexx gave my shoulder a rough pat as she passed.

After a moment of maniacal laughter to gather my wits, I went to looting and didn't find much interesting. Shoddy weapons that I left and scraps of food that Singe happily took, but nothing in the way of gold or interesting trinkets. And so, I turned back to the other two and fell backward immediately.

"Is… that a… a ship?" I pointed needlessly to a wedged shaped… ship, sitting atop the ice walkway on metal feet. It had the same pearly color and gentle curves as the other ship and the skiff we came on, so I knew. But… "Why is it on land?"

"Come aboard and find out!" Vexx called to me in a way that was almost irresistible. Elven women would be the death of me one day, I knew. But not this day.

This day was the start of something incredible, I realized upon boarding that ship. As comfortable as the skiff, it was, but ten times as luxurious.

Alas, we sat on the stern with the creatures of shadow and went inside with purpose. Meanwhile, the other two kicked up their feet, tending to food and drinks that appeared from seemingly nowhere.

"Hungry?" Hogaz asked before biting into a piece of steak, but seeing the undead so close by, I passed and instead as Vexx if she could share a smoke.

She happily agreed, even lighting it for me before she leaned back to intently watch the look of utter bliss cross my face. And the subsequent look of surprise once the ship surged beneath me.

I shot up at once, thinking us under attack, only to see the snow-capped canopy of a forest disappear below the railing. "We're-" I shot over the rails and laughed maniacally once I saw trees zipping below us at a furious pace. "The ship is flying!"

I must've looked like a child from their point of view. But I didn't give a shit. It was the most amazing thing I'd ever seen and it indeed made me feel like a kid again. But when the snowy banks gave way to open waters, I was suddenly reminded of who I was, Jack-Jackie of the Smoldering Pirates. And so, my amiable smile faded to a stoic look of contemplation in mere seconds.

They had at least one ship that could fly. Another that could glide beneath the waves and surface at a moment's notice, with big ass guns that shot silver light. As such, this crew could not be defeated, neither at sea nor on land. Not by us or possibly anyone around the Peninsula, I was certain.

That left us with only a few choices. We could form some form of partnership, agreement, or alliance. Or at the very least, get on their good side. But, I couldn't see Cap joining anyone, even them. More than anything, I hoped his refusal didn't place us on their bad side. But even that wasn't what I feared.

I feared giving my report to the Cap. Cause it was no way to give without buttering them up something good.

Not that I even had to, not with this damned bird.

The sobering thoughts or the hateful presence of Singe did little to bring the child inside me down, though. Especially once we returned, not to our ship, but to the stern of that magnificent vessel to have our boat taken by a metal claw and secured within the hold. Then, the child inside me became lost in amazement as we walked through an outright fucking palace.

Plush carpets and marbled walls lined with gold and exuberant art were found in every corridor and indeed, every room. Private rooms! For the crew! I couldn't believe it. Nor could I believe the wondrous aromas and the pleasant music drifting through the place.

Through and up and around the floating palace we went, until we came to a dining hall fit for a king's court, in which sat many of our crew.

And Captain Burns.

"Jack-Jackie!" He threw his arms out upon seeing me, recalling his damned bird. "I saw ya come in on that fine ship! And, Commander Hogaz." He hopped to his feet with a sweeping bow. "Seadog 'ere told me all about Mani and his plans to build a navy that can spread 'cross the World Seas. And, might I say, I'm deadly interested. Ten times more if that means I get a ship like this 'ere."

"What say you, Jack-Jackie?"

"I say, I saw a ship emerge from the sea, ready to blow us outta the water. I say I saw two people cross the land at speeds I struggled to keep up with, felling beast like it were nothing all the while. I say I saw…" I sighed, letting out a shudder. "I saw death at their beck and call and monsters talk to 'em as friends.

"I say, I came back here on a ship that started on land, flew through the fucking air, and splashed down in the water to dock with this ship. I say, if we join them, we'd be unstoppable for damn sure. I say if we say no, we'll regret it and wonder what could've been for the rest of our days.

"But." I sighed again. "I can't imagine you bending the knee to no one, Cap."

Captain Burn's grin grew wider than I'd ever seen. "Oh, but that's the best part! We ain't got to bend no knees at all, Jack-Jackie! All we got to do is have a lil' faith in Mani. 'Cause once we join the Noctis Grand Fleets, we gone spread far beyond these 'ere waters. What say you?"

"Heh." I chortled, not even having to think. "I say fuck yeah. Let's ride this wave till the end of time!"