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Chapter 1996
🕑 Added 2022-02-16 07:28:57 +0000 UTCToC: https://www.patreon.com/posts/23899958
A few things: I'm exhausted. Release day is so stressful (even though Book 2 is doing excellently!). So another one chapter day, and I won't make this one up.
However, also because the second chapter contains a big reward we have been building toward for a while. I want a chance to check all the naming. Look forward to it~
Oh, one final thing! On the most recent RR chapter, I asked for submissions of people's favorite moments from the series, as a way to celebrate reaching 2k! So in the comments, throw out your favorite memories, fights, characters, whatever.
I really can't believe we are almost there lol.
Randidly moved forward across the quaint little room to the seat opposite the Don’s desk. Light filtered around the edges of the blocked windows, revealing a very austere room. As he did so, he got a better look at the brightly colored paper in front of the man. What he saw there made his lips twitch.
Don Beigon was clearly scrapbooking. Scissors, paper, and some sort of adhesive were arrayed around him.
The base of the current page was bright orange construction paper, with a smaller golden-yellow page jauntily set at an angle to frame the content. He had cut out giant blue bubble letters that spelled out “My Darling Daughter”. They arched across the top like a rainbow. If nothing else, Randidly looked at the elegant and stylized shapes of the words and had to admire the Don’s crafting ability. His scissoring seemed positively divine.
In addition, he had gotten photographs somehow, perhaps using his own memory as a base for an artist. One showed Claudette speaking seriously at the beach with a hand on her hip, another featured her sipping on a coconut cup drink, and finally Claudette with her eyes closed in the warm rush of victory after she had been the one to receive the prize. Little motes of ice swirled in the air around her. However-
“Looks like you’ve doctored the photos somewhat,” Randidly observed as he sat down in the chair in front of the desk. Next to Claudette in most of those pictures was a block-y absence, cut away and removed from the frame. The Don didn’t even bother to trim the whole photo down, just removed one particular element. Very clearly, Randidly had been deleted from the Don’s scrapbook.
For that, at least, Randidly couldn’t really blame the man.
“Oh, well, I had a separate project for those particular elements,” Don Beigon sniffed officiously and pulled open a drawer. He produced a small envelope and offered it to Randidly. “I’m not quite finished, but I’m quite proud of my work.”
He handed the Randidlys to Randidly. Seeing them, he couldn’t suppress a snort. On all of the photographs that showed Randidly’s feet, the great and influential Don Beigon had taken the time to draw on shoes. Some were looping wrapped sandals, others were stylish tennis shoes, while in one photo Randidly seemed to be wearing hot pink high heels as he was intensely discussing something. The artist, perhaps even the Don himself, was extremely skilled in the way he used perspective. It genuinely looked like Randidly was wearing footwear in all of these pictures.
He gave the Don a pointed look. He was honestly unsure how to feel. “Some would see this sort of behavior and think you are petty.”
“Petty is just a word the sulking use to describe someone with a dedication to details and debts,” The Don responded with a wide smile. Whatever he saw in Randidly’s face was exactly the sort of response he had been hoping for. “And I am happy to claim that I am both of those things. So, you wished to talk? Ah, please, let me have those back. I really do have an extra special project in mind for them.”
Torn between amusement and a distant worry about how these photos of him could be used by the Don, while also feeling city for even being slightly irked by the presence of shoes on his feet, Randidly returned the cutouts. In the end, they were just photos; he couldn’t prevent the Don from producing other likenesses of him. Randidly nodded slowly, refocusing and thinking carefully about what he wanted to ask.
The Don spoke before his thoughts were in order. The man’s hands swept up his crafting and stored it neatly in a folder, which he slid into a desk drawer. “Actually, it is a good thing that you reached out. I believe I have some relevant information about some upcoming events in the Nexus-”
“No,” Randidly genuinely laughed this time as he held up a hand for the Don to stop. “You don’t think I know the sort of tricks you like to pull? You can volunteer all the information you want after I get what I need; I’m not going to let you lessen the debt before that.”
Tension hummed between the two of them as their eyes met. Randidly had never realized how stormy-black the Don’s iries were at the edges, lightening to a sapphire blue as they approached the pupil. The weight of the debt hung between them, leaning on Randidly’s side. Their wills brushed up against one another, lightly and testing.
The Don eventually shrugged, but there was a twinkle in his eye. “As you say, Mr. Ghosthound. Today, I am at your service. Please, what do you require?”
He enjoys this, Randidly realized as he decided on his question. He enjoys the delicate twists and verbal grace to pay back debts without providing anything meaningful. The information dance invigorates him. And honestly… that enthusiasm is infectious.
However, Randidly’s Grey Monarch’s Authority settled around his shoulders. His amusement and play, opposite the Don, was strangled. He was here with a purpose. His joy comes from years of experience and talent. I cannot try and beat him at his own game. Just get the information I need and leave.
The Patron of Feathers has information I need.
“What can you tell me about the drill above the Nexus? About how to enter and what happens there?” Randidly asked.
“Ahhhh, so you’ve achieved Tier III citizenship,” The Don drawled. His face displayed abject surprise, as though this possibility challenged all of his preconceptions. “What an accomplishment, considering your young-”
“Oh, cut the shit,” Randidly rolled his eyes, but didn’t lower his guard for even a second. The Don was dangerous precisely because of how good he was at playing the clown. “I’m sure you also check the word list. I doubt you could see that, considering my recent capability for annoying you, and not realize it was me.”
Don Beigon guffawed and slapped his knee. “Yes, well. I sincerely nurture a hope you will disappoint my expectation that you constantly vex me. Okay, the Drill. Truly, it is the most eye-catching of the shifts you gain access to with Tier III citizenship, but there are other aspects-” Catching Randidly’s unamused look, the Don shrugged. “Okay, okay, the customer is always right. The Drill it is. Let’s talk about that gigantic, hanging eyesore.
“Obviously, Elhume has constructed this device over the past thousand years for a particular purpose. No one knows for sure, but we have enough exposure to understand its essence. Essentially, it functions as a giant amplification chamber. If images were sound, this drill has been made to have the perfect acoustics. Beyond perfect acoustics. However, the drill has existed in its current form since midway through the Sixth Cohort with no noticeable change; whatever Elhume wants to do with it, he is waiting for some event or some object to complete it.”
The Don wheeled himself away from the desk and toward the shaded window. He reached up and pulled up the blinds, so the sky, filled with that ominous disc, was visible. “Entering is relatively easy; Elhume has no defenses on the lowest levels. Traveling between levels is also relatively easy if you wish to penetrate more deeply. And why shouldn’t you? The acoustic effect is quite shit at the bottom. There are two stairwells, one in the center of each platform and one that loops around the edges, heading ever upward. Because of the design, the outer stairwell is full of image static; traversing it is a painful experience. All the positive effects of the drill turn negative in those areas. But using the central well is a dangerous prospect.”
Randidly’s eyes sharpened. “Elhume watches the central staircase?”
“Ah, no.” The Don shook his head and wheeled back around to look at Randidly. “I should be clear; Elhume only maintains actual defenses around a few floors he guards jealousy. None are allowed in those locations. A few attempts were made to sneak in and examine his projects, but… well, you have seen how abrupt and final Elhume’s reactions can be. He is not a man that appreciates anything but obedience. As for the rest of the floors, other Tier III citizens have set up private little spaces, taking advantage of the excellent environment to train their images. Quite a few are at the Speculum tier, so wander carefully.”
While nodding slowly, Randidly breathed deeply through his nose. A flood of information about the multitude of connections and debts the Don maintained came into his mind, but he pushed those to the side for now. The tenuous connection keeping the Patron of Feathers alive stretched up to the massive space above. His awareness drifted after it. Once it reached the drill, it became harder to follow it, but Randidly’s Mille Skill managed to trace the origin up and up.
The higher it went, the more his mood soured. From what he could tell, the source of that connection was from the second-highest rotating ring of the drill.
“And Elhume sits at the top?” Randidly said slowly, feeling his thoughts curdle as he considered assaulting a location monitored and guarded by Elhume. Even with his improvements to his Nether Skills, getting in would likely be brutal. And although he prided himself on his escaping, with Elhume’s dangerous fists-
“No, he sits in the middle.” The Don made a whimsical, circular gesture with his hands. “Like I said, its about acoustics. The amplification is strongest around the middle. So the ideal few floors belong entirely to him.”
For a second, Randidly felt a flash of relief. But then the implications of that set in and his mood once again soured. “So the upper portions of the drill are empty, because of Elhume’s presence in the middle, gatekeeping?”
“Well, originally,” A sly smile spread across the Don’s face. “But you are not alone in finding those isolated upper levels quite interesting. Several daring individuals have snuck through Elhume’s dominion, without drawing his ire. First Pinnacle Seekers, then orthodox faction individuals, when it became clear the others had succeeded. Once up there, the early arrivers had a much freer time establishing themselves. Some have managed to secure several floors to their own design, although a few weaker ones were eventually crushed by later arrivals. When people talk about the hidden monsters of the Nexus… it is exactly the populations in these upper floors. Most exit only rarely, once they arrive. Apparently, the passage through Elhume three middle floors can be… harrowing.”
Randidly studied Don Beigon for several seconds, trying to figure out if he had any more pointed questions to ask. The debt sat between them, leaning against the Don and urging him to answer honestly. So far, the talk only took up a small portion of it, perhaps a tenth of the whole. Randidly wanted to fish for more dangers but knew that if he asked a general question, the Don would probably use that opening to unload more debt.
The Don’s bright eyes seemed to be challenging Randidly to try and outsmart him. Once more, Randidly suppressed that impulse and approached his problem practically. He wasn’t here to win. He wanted to survive whatever was waiting up in that ominous drill.
“Let’s talk about something else. In only a few words, how should I treat Biamat?” Randidly asked.
Chuckling, the Don shrugged. “However you want. But I will add that staying away from that pest is for the best.”
Randidly nodded slowly. The debt barely dipped. He only had one more question that he believed he needed an answer to. “Aside from Elhume… how do the other old monsters that have settled there react to people passing through?”
“Poorly,” The Don showed his teeth. “Although less so if you stay to the exterior stairwell. From what I hear… that territorial reaction intensifies once you go into the upper levels. Because the understanding is most who head up there are searching for a location to settle. And the old monsters definitely don’t want to allow any possible competitors to set up shop on their floors.”
Comments
Misery
Chimera image descends on the football stadium to fight blood guy The fight against Ystrix in the dungeon that ended Zone 32's isolation Rand harvesting an entire dungeon before he built Karon (miss the little clockwork obcessed creatures) Rand in the dark prison on Tellus Rand's fight against Donnyton that caused the sinkhole to form (My fav fight of the series) Visage of Obcession in the shaft His first tournament on Tellus The farming and crafting of his early days
All the cooking chapters are my favorite. A close second would be when he goes around incognito on little side adventures.
Luke Preston
When he created the stillborn Phoenix
Loipers
The best moment has easily gotta be Randidly discovering images in the dark of the Tellus prison. A close second is the subsequent challenge against donnyton - the final one for images that created the pit. Randidly training to take down the Swacc Special Inspector, punching holes in clouds. The fight itself. When Randidly held up a lake while beating up all the nemesai. Fighting on the banks of the Hallat river. The finality of the calamity's end, with a world full of corpses and only ten thousand survivors.
Robert McNitt
I hard agree with Mastermazer - when Rand steps through the portal and asks what is going on, before annihilating two nemessai while the others frantically run away.
Subliminary
My favorite moment was that time Randidly had no shoes on
Fullfirewall
My favorite moment moment was when he first started to cycle his soulskill
Mastermazer
I really enjoyed Rand's first meeting with the Nemesei. They've just been hearing about some boogeyman, and he appears, forcing open a closing portal. It was like "the cavalry arrives" but from the opposing side. I also liked when he evolved his PoFE to LoBW. He took the pieces that others gave him, and made it all his own. The long period of helplessness leading up to helped hype it up, too.
zenot funr
The burning of the world tree was was quite possibly the best moment in the series so far and an incredibly satisfying conclusion to that part
Gabriel
The trial of the Patron of Ash with the different memories at different circle is definitely on my top. Another one, would be the time he went into his fatepiece to see Helen and she realised on her own that she was already dead. That one hit me like a brick.
Radangus
i forgot how cool the lands of the world tree were
Radangus
trueee the path of blood was awesome
John
The first use of the visage of obsession, from the fantastically staged Velio Dunn attacking and pushing Rand deeper in the shaft, all the way to him creating his own nether core. Simply brilliant. His journey through the path of blood was a close second for me. Ripples of the amenonuhoko and learning from the shades on the stairs was very cool.
David C
I loved the moment Rand finally finishes Kharon. The three guys from Zone 1 who have been treating him as a political adversary get expelled from the engine room of the city, they watch it walk off, and they realize that they never understand what Rand’s goals were or had a hope of beating him. I also loved the scene where Rand remade Lady Iellaya’s class. Her reactions were fantastic, and it was one of the last times it felt like Rand was truly using his Aether skills to interfere with and cheat the System itself. The Grim Chimera destroying Stroud in the arena was also really cool. The scene where Rand fights Ace after his first visit to Refuge and beats Ace to a pulp using only a couple basic skills. The scenes from the Commissioner’s perspective when the animal-people first come to Kharon from the frontlines. The scenes following the creation of the Stillborn Phoenix image that show the reactions from Mrs. Hamilton and a girl whose name I can’t remember. She was from the zone with all the roleplayers. The reactions of one of the Zone 7 leader girls to Rand “seizing” the wind during his fight against Clarissa. The creation of the Alpha Cosmos from the Lands of the World Tree was insanely cool. I’ll add more if I think of them.
Whale
The moment Roger Kingsley finally is allowed to say his name.
Slendylovespie
My memory sucks, but here's what I enjoyed. I loved when Randidly first created Thorn and then the rest of his Plant children. When Don's party came and Randidly made a part of his power known. The trial he took for the Patron of Ash descending levels and seeing past memories. The making of Kharon and how Randidly took time to grow skills like cooking and metalworking.
Geozstevenzz
Favourite moment:- the first time Randidly was trying to manifest his image on the boat with Shal. He makes some elaborate image with a clock and his mother's wraith and other cool special effects, and then Shal whoops his ass to near-death for making such a stupidly complicated nonsensical image.
Geozstevenzz
i think this captures perfectly the feels i have in my heart for this book and the author's talent as well. Gald to have you on the planet Puddles😊😊😇
Radangus
in my notes app i write down all my favourite moments. one of the most impactful/emotional was aldo ‘ghosthound’s grave that said “When we pick the way we live our lives, we can’t complain about the deaths we find waiting for us at the end.”. I really liked that character. Another one was the basketball player that was a leader in a bubble city that could deflect pain, when he kept flirting with helen and chewed through randidly’s root gag. one of my favourite badass moments would definitely be when the football game where randidly’s grim chinera image bursts through straud’s coin barrier that mjolnir failed to and beats the shit out of him: “Congratulations, Straud. You have surprised me with your fucking idiocy. And for that… you have an undivided third of my attention. I hope you appreciate how much of an honor this is.” one of my favourite fights was with the swacc dude who resided over earth that randidly used his fatepiece to train against. i loved the build up, growth, training, and eventual fight. a few of the funniest moments would be the shrimp people worshipping randidly in the dungeon, the crab who thought he was a statue, and basically every commisioner arietti scene. this quote had me dying of laughter: “Randidly recognized the young woman below him, too. It was Rose Callaway, the young woman who served as Ace’s second in command. From the look of it, she was digging a grave. Basically, she was stealing Randidly’s thunder.”, followed by this “”So why does Randidly Ghosthound, the heroic leader of the Order Ducis, help dig the grave for Ace, a man who planned to submerge the Zones in a sea of blood-” “Honestly, I didn’t just help; I dug most of the grave”., as did this: “We shall rename the planet… Ghostworld.” Alana blinked. “It’s a play on words,” Wivanya said smugly. Her tail flicked back and forth. “It’s like Ghosthound, but an entire world.””. I loved the eerie mood when randidly completed a path and the system said “Take this gift, so that your corpse might trudge just a little further into the grip of the darkness before it collapses and feeds the horror that slumbers here.” but of all that, one of my favourite moments was the reveal of a horse as hanks tournament partner: “You brought a horse as your partner,” Alana asked in disbelief. “How did the Order Ducis let this happen?” After beating up Stan, Hank says ““A man’s only as good as ‘is horse,” Hank said, wiping the blood from his knuckles. Then he shrugged and spat over to the side. “He can copy the image… but he’s not singin’ the ballad, girly. How can a cowboy not ‘ave a horse?””. and to tip it all off, when hank summons an image version of ancho, his reaction “Ancho buried his head against the referee’s back as his image equivalent bared himself before so many humans”. This conversation was hilarious “A Regression Analysis of the Danger of Unchecked Raid Bosses. Randidly raised an eyebrow. "Sounds captivating. But I bet the conclusion is that the best option is just to kill the monsters." "You are blessed in many areas, but I doubt you are as funny as you think you are, Randidly Ghosthound." I loved Randidly’s portrayal of himself as a tough leader for the Vulpis squad to train them, and now that they’re fully trained, he’s just himself and talks to them like friends while still leading them. i love it so much, that they respect him for training them and understand he was only being tough for their sake. despite that, his demeanour was hilarious: “The Ghosthound frowned over toward the inert form of Vizzeret. “You have failed to survive for the required five minutes. According to my Skill… you have managed to endure for four entire seconds. By all possible metrics, it can be considered an embarrassing failure.” and “Ah, good. Recruit Vant. Just the man I was waiting for. These will be your new squad assignments. Please, feel free to shut the fuck up, even if you have any questions. These decisions are final until the next skirmish.” I really like DiOrtho and Raymund, and like Randidly i was super pissed when Raymund stopped the fight with the other commanders by absorbing part of his image, but after i cooled down i realised it was the right call, like randidly. A funny DiOrtho moment: “Hehehe… so change your attitude, or I’ll tell my father-” DiOrtho Vant, saint that the was, picked the princess up by the hem of her dress and casually flung her across the surface of the lake. The princess screeched like an owl as she skipped across the water in a series of tumbling splashes. She skipped four times before she slowed down enough to sink.” The second most emotional moment, after Helen’s death and the following chapters, which genuinely made me cry and be upset for the next couple days with Randidly, was the Nether doppelgänger with opposite images. “A shy hopefulness emerged in the doppelganger. In its frozen indecision, Randidly could feel slowly wondering whether Randidly had come down to save it. It wondered whether he hadn’t meant to toss it aside.” before he slays it. All-in-all, the best book i’ve ever read. so many chapters, almost all perfect, such talented writing, especially in imagery and descriptions of fights. somehow every decision seems to be the best one, and system notification are always so well done that i’m addicted to seeing them. i’ve had dreams with characters from this book in them, i’ve pictured myself in the world, i’ve laughed, and i’ve cried. the best book i’ve ever read that is so perfectly in tune with what i look for in a story. if it isn’t clear, i love this book so much. it is a highlight every time you release a chapter and i’m a massive fan. will send you a message at 2000 chapters saying more puddles, but, yeah, thank you for this masterpiece.
Radangus
i always forget what chapter it was… curses….
nethernight11
Thanks for the chapter. Favourite moment was the forming of the Descent of the Grim Chimera skillset and the fights
Konrad2
feeling city for -> what?
Joshua Little
Thanks for the chapter.
drag0nreb0rn
Moments....... The ghosthound clapping them Helen cheeks. At that moment she wanted more of that sweet aether. By any means lol
PuDDleS4263
Corrections
BlackRazaras
Thanks for the chapter
