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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!

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Adventure Academy

Goosebumps rose over my flesh as I followed Mistress Lorelai into the proverbial lion's den. Only, my dökkálfar instructor was no prey. She was the predator. She was the lioness about to rip into the flesh of the wolf at our door.  


Yep, this chill running down my back wasn't caused by fear, but by the excitement of a spectator about to witness something amazing. The kind I used to feel whenever I witnessed Divah's battles. Mistress Lorelai had that same Amazon warrior vibe—and I was all giddy about having front-row seats to the coming smackdown. 


To his credit, the blue-eyed man in the patchwork fur cloak didn't look the least bit intimidated by Mistress Lorelai's golden spear or the frosty glare she trained on him. He hefted his curved black blade over his shoulder and waited patiently for us to climb higher up the hill. 


Duel of the Fates, Part 1