Emily Harris
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Turning, Brock found a human approaching. He was a tall, lanky, young-looking one with an evil glint in his eyes, like a kid about to bully his shortest pack-mate. Brock rummaged through his memory. He had seen this person before. It was the guy that had been present when Big Bro fought the minotaur in the desert, riding the desert lizard that was now on Brock’s other side. “Hello,” Brock responded. “Can I help you?” This was an expression he had specifically tried to learn. He found it…-
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Brock walked into a garden laden with mist. It was thin; thin enough that he could see through it. Animals lumbered all around him. He spotted deer drinking from a pond; squirrels jumping from branch to branch and gliding to the ground; a large, gray, scaled beast resting on a hot stone. Each of those animals was at least as strong as him. Brock could not read the letters above the entrance, but he had heard others call this place, “Beast Garden.” It felt perfect. He was alone, too. Dog Bro and Girl…
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“Release me quickly, or I may reveal your secret to everyone. I promise to run away without harming any of you.” The devil’s words were scary, but intriguing at the same time. While everyone was still reeling from the revelation of the rabbit’s true identity, the sharpest cultivators turned to the Sage. He only smiled. “Reveal whatever you want, devil. I have nothing to hide.” The devil looked him in the eye for a moment. Its wrinkled gray face, with black eyes and sharp teeth, took on a…
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“Hello, excuse me,” a voice came from the mist behind the cultivators, making everyone jump. Magic was held at the ready. Weapons were drawn. Out of the mist walked three people. A middle-aged man with rackety clothes and a wide smile, a young, Asian man with two black daggers on his belt, and a djinn woman with twin ponytails and a large mallet. “Sage?” Jack said. “Do you know these people?” Lady Minerva asked, not letting up her readiness. The sparrow from before was hovering over her…
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The trek through the mist remained slow. This time, however, Jack didn’t mind. Better to be careful than take a wrong step when there were traps everywhere. Everyone else had also fallen silent by now. The first trap had driven home just how dangerous this place was. Jack had survived, but the next person might not—and it could be any of them. As for the Lords, they were also preparing mentally. Everyone knew they would fight each other soon. The merfolk guide stopped and thought for a moment, then…
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Hey all, I have a bunch of great news for you! First of all, I will be at DragonCon! It's a massive fantasy conference in Atlanta, Georgia, between the 31st of August and 4th of September. There will be many other litrpg authors as well, and I will also be doing book signings at Aethon's booth. If any of you are there, come say hi! The other news is that Road to Mastery 2 will come to Kindle earlier than expected. The release date of November 28 has been moved up by an entire three months, to August…
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A mist-filled garden stretched in the distance. It was surrounded by a thick metal fence long enough that Jack couldn’t see its end on either side, and so tall that it resembled more castle walls than fence. In its midst, right where they were headed, stood a hundred-foot-wide opening with the words ‘Trial Garden’ written on a plaque over its top. “Wow,” Jack said. “That’s a big garden.” Unfortunately, there was nobody to reply. Brock, Nauja, and Gan Salin had left to explore other…
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Garden Ring was the smallest ring of Trial Planet, but it remained hundreds of square miles in size. As a result, the Trial Garden was some ways off the entrance. The three Lords, their followers, Jack, and the most ambitious of other cultivators broke into a jog. Of course, at their speed, a jog was about as fast as a pre-System human’s sprint. Everyone else remained behind to look for their fortune in other gardens. Brock gave his big bro a thumbs-up from afar, which Jack returned. Salin waved. So did…
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Edgar hovered high above the eternal glaciers. Below him was a flurry of activity. Buildings were etched in the ice, half-buried into the glacier and half-exposed to the freezing air. A snow-covered expanse spread as far as the eye could see, interrupted only by the sea in the distance. Emaciated polar bears sat in a massive steel cage, waiting to be fed or sparred against. Between all that walked a large number of people. Some were dressed heavily, like Alaska's inuit. Others wore laxer clothing, just a…
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Garden Ring was a peaceful place. A welcome change after the forest, the dinosaurs, the village, space bubbles, and the labyrinth. Grasslands stretched as far the eye could see, interspersed with the occasional small tree or bush. Grass blades swayed in the wind, dancing to its silent tune, and the faraway fences resembled farms. Of course, that was only from afar. Garden Ring was a grassland dotted by gardens. The cave ceiling here was only five miles high, with the now-familiar sun mushrooms growing…
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