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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

NOTE: Sorry for the delay, but as I promised last Monday, here are two chapters today!

Yggdrasil's blue sun was dipping on our east by the time we returned to the river crossing where we had our battle with an extra feisty piece of outerwear. And yes, in the Realm Ethereal, the sun did rise in the west and set in the east.

When we arrived, Liara and I were greeted by a friendly bark on the left side of the Örmt river. There we found a horse-sized, russet-colored patchwork wolf lounging by the river bank.

Another welcoming bark caused Liara's brow to furrow.

"Yesterday's enemy is tomorrow's friend, right?" she asked.

"Exactly," I winked at her. That's when I noticed something that made my brow furrow too. "That thing's dead-dead, right?"

I sent that question to the patchwork wolf who had its front paws pressed on a glossy piece of black cloth lying benignly on the ground.

Killing it Proper, Part 1