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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

I drew Liara's spell saber with my right hand and sent it streaking forward in a sideward arc. At the same time, my left hand reached for Hrunting's hilt on my back and began drawing it up and over my shoulder so that I could swing it down at my enemy even if he blocked the spell saber's attack.

Honestly, I wasn't originally planning to attack him, but putting me under a spell had set me off. Combine this with the fact that I hated the guy for, you know, trying to sacrifice me to the gods of death, and a kind of berserker rage took hold of my senses so that I even forgot that I'd sought him out so he could help me rescue my friend.

As I predicted, he drew forward, ducking underneath the spell saber's swing to avoid getting his neck sliced.

A Necromancer with a Heart, Part 2