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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

[CONGRATULATIONS! You have completed the quest: [To Cut the World!].]

[Draconic Blade Art 2nd Technique [Fire Dragon's Claw] has evolved!]

[ALERT! A new quest has been automatically generated.]

[You have received the quest [Make it Bloom!].]

[Quest requirement: Use Draconic Blade Art 3rd Technique [Fire Dragon's Bloom] one thousand times while maintaining your form and using sword aura.]

Frankly, I knew I should have stopped at this point. I mean, forget about being overfatigued, I was at a point where my soul was in danger of leaving me. Not only did my vision blur repeatedly during the training, but I wasn't sure how I was still standing at this point.

I'd taken off my inner shirt by now. It had been too coated with sweat—even sweat-absorbent gear had limits. I'd taken off my sneakers and socks too. Impropriety be damned.

A Glimpse of Sword Mastery, Part 2