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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

GD_Cruz · Fantasia
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368 Chs

The Grand Bazaar, Part 2

I pulled out the wooden stick hidden in the folds of my apprentice robes and laid it gently on the counter. It was the 'thyrsus' Mistress Lorelai gave me for my contributions in the raid against the Maenad Queen. 

Thyrsus were wooden staves usually made from a giant fennel tree that had been soaked in wine for several moons. They were covered in greens, mostly ivy, sometimes grape vines like mine did, and they were topped by a pine cone that was shoved onto their tips. These pine cones were usually blessed with power though, so no one minded that they were a weird design choice for a mage's staff. 

Anyway, my thyrsus looked just like all the others one might find at a magic shop or in a temple dedicated to some god of wine. But based on where my thyrsus was found, it was safe to assume that it had powers most of its brethren didn't have.

"Huh, isn't it smaller than before?" Dess asked.