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In the depths of Tobaballe, Nin Urtuan is working as hard as he can to rise up. But with so much competition, it seems like only luck will get you a better life. One day, in a seemingly unfortunate turn of events where he runs into the voluptuous and mysterious Spire-Lord, Iishar Ho. Taking Nin with her, she shows him a secret within the Crown, a means to get ahead. The path of least resistance is so enamouring. 

Setting out for the shores of the Molten Sea, at the base of the holy Anvil-Peak Mountain, Nin loses himself in the wonder of it. Behind his back, another deal unfolds, luck not for him, but for those high above in the Crown. A slaver of an unknown, spine-quilled race shoots him unconscious. The slaver loads him up, ready to ship Nin and so many others off to Jherikra. 

A land of towering mountains, emerald winds, arcane beauty and monstrous horror!

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(Multi-PoV, 1st Person)
For reference: (If a chapter is marked with a ---- before Base, Incline or Peak, it means it is being edited throughout the day.)

Dark Crow Rising

"Va..." I struggled to say before I basically vomited blood. Yet, my mere act of speaking made another blow strike me. And I felt an eye slowly pop out as my skull started to cave under the restrained attack.


And, that made it all the worse... Vapooliar could end it right here... She could stop it all right now... Yet she was torturing me with as much pain as possible...!


"GET OFF HIM!" Liada roared as jabbed straight at Vapooliar's face. Her strange magic had as well drawn blood where mine had not. Yet, she quickly vanished when Vapooliar slapped her away.


"You die now, bug." Vapooliar spat before she suddenly left me on my own. Yet, I could clearly see what was coming. That dot in the distance was growing and the power around it was immense. Then, something stopped it just before her fist killed me.


"Thank you..." I barely got out as I started to cry as I stared at my potential death. Some kind of alarm was blaring and all kinds of bells were ringing.


"TRADITIONAL HOUSE HAS WON THE INTER-HOUSE TALENT DISPLAY!" a voice roared with excitement. All the while, my limbs flailed helplessly about as Vapooliar's built up power suddenly washed over me. All that strength that was meant for me...


And even in my most pitiful, broken state... She did not so much as see me as who I was. I was still a bug to her. Even as I cried very human pain and sobbed like any other might do.


But, when all that power finally went passed me, I saw Vapooliar back down. I then watched as she became blurry. And, I was surprised I could see at all. Yet, despite my efforts, my claws could not turn on that device...


I was clicking it with a body that ran on fear-filled adrenaline and it still wasn't working. It only became apparent after as to why it wasn't working. Yet, I couldn't figure it out during the moment as I was too busy sobbing as smoke piled around me. Then, finally, that spell I had made to support my one-legged body finally failed.


And I fell to the ground and was soon consumed by a pool of my blood. I swear I could even see the outline of a shadowy hound in the smoke as well.


Incline 49: Oddity Student Nin