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A lot has changed since I turned twenty-three and gained access to the Halls of Magic. Back then, I was stuck in a dead-end job, plagued by a metabolic disorder destined to put me in an early grave. Since accessing the Halls of Magic, I've discovered a cure for my condition, but only if I can unlock all five Aspects of magic. Armed with a spellbook straight out of an RPG, a sarcastic feline familiar, and the adoration of two beautiful Aspects—who are still learning how to be human—I feel unstoppable. But the Halls aren’t as empty as we had thought.

I thought I was destined for an early grave. Apparently, fate had other plans for me. My name is Jake. After twenty-three years of life, all I have to my name is a dead-end job and an undiagnosed metabolic disorder that has the doctors baffled. Everything changed on my birthday when I found a magical key that followed me home. It led me to the Halls of Magic, a multiversal repository of arcane knowledge that will allow me the chance to cure my broken body and unlock arcane power.

Davik of Darkshire is one of the last Magebreakers who survived the Summoner War. In that brutal conflict, expendable conscripts were engraved with runes of resistance and hardiness, turning them into the scourge of warcasters. Using his augmentation to forge a storied career, he has battled through epic adventures, ambushes, and dungeons for the last decade.

Prisoners ourselves on an island of manipulation, we’ve spent years drowning in vices to dull reality. If these walls could talk, I’m telling you, they’d scream. They call me Velle, but that’s Officer Chevelle to you. Hands dirtier than my mind, I have no qualms with staying ruthless to keep these creatures in line. And I’m not alone.

Mark wanted to clock out of work, like an average guy to have an average night. After a dust storm envelops him, Mark awakes in the mythical land of Lathinia where adventure awaits. Armed with a legendary sword and a very unique mount, he learns there's a skill point system that rules the land.

Davik of Darkshire thought he’d found peace in Oakshire—until a deadly mage shattered that calm. After racing for answers and finding none, the group tries to settle back into their routine at the tavern. But as winter fades, secrets—both old and new—begin to surface. One of them belongs to Tyra. Her faen birthright is being auctioned off in the shadows of an outlawed festival. Without it, she’ll never heal the wounds of her past or build the future she longs to create. The group knows the dangers that lie ahead in Hollyhead, but they can’t let Tyra face them alone.

I thought I'd left my old life behind me. But then I found myself with a job I couldn't refuse - a counselor at Beldame, a mysterious manor with even more mysterious guests. These guests have problems, which they want me to solve. Professionally, I could deal with humans and their issues - my massive student debt was evidence of that. But these guests aren't human. At least not entirely.

I thought I'd left my old life behind me. But then I found myself with a job I couldn't refuse - a counselor at Beldame, a mysterious manor with even more mysterious guests. These guests have problems, which they want me to solve. Professionally, I could deal with humans and their issues - my massive student debt was evidence of that. But these guests aren't human. At least not entirely.

The Retired Hero of Humanity—the man who decided to hide in his woodland cottage after his bloody business was done—has gone on vacation at the insistence of one his house guests. A long forgotten dream stirs in his chest. Jericho wants to give a go at being a merchant and selling his wares at a seaside town's festival. He's never been a merchant before, but it always looked so fun, so why not? Giselle is happy to oblige; she just wants to see Jericho enjoy himself. Jericho is eager to see how far his woodcarving skills will take him. Will he be the king of figurines?

The Hero of Humanity—the man summoned to slay the Demon King—he went and destroyed all who wronged him, humans and gods included. At the end of his bloody campaign, he had nothing left. He retired to a humble cottage built from the divine wood of the World Tree that he chopped down. All was well until one day, the world shook.

The retired hero of humanity—the man who decided to hide in his woodland cottage after his bloody business was done—has finally gained access to the dungeon beneath his cottage. Levels, gear, challenges, heart-pumping—and risk-free, non-dramatic, non-world-ending—scenarios await the hero, his devoted wolf-woman partner, his pet plant monster girl, and their cottage guests.

I was working a shift at the refinery when the asteroids first appeared. Before humanity could even respond, they struck and changed our world into a wasteland of ashes and dust. But they also changed me. I became a Prodigy, a powerful cultivator.

Low on supplies, low on ammo, and recovering from our last fight, me and my ragtag band of survivors have plenty of challenges ahead. But survival isn’t the only thing I’m concerned with; I want revenge on the man who betrayed us, and I need to stop him before he gets his hands on a mysterious new weapon.

I was shredding a monster guitar solo then died on stage in a freak accident. Reborn, I discovered I was a mage with the power to control metal and kick ass! The Goddess of Chaos has set me loose in the Shimmerlands, a magic world under threat by a total buzzkill named Lord Manageer. He's banned magic, music, and everything that brings pleasure to the people. He must be stopped. I'm the first to control metal, ever. The oppressors rely on it, and I can crush their armor, war jeeps, and buildings like tin foil.

Abraham Jackson’s tenure as Director and Chief Therapist at Beldame has been rewarding in so many ways. He’s rekindled his passion for counseling, helped beautiful women overcome their inner demons, and earned their love and adoration. But thanks to an unfortunate accident—the inadvertent petrifaction of Carlos the driver—and the arrival of a surprisingly hostile patient—Mucor the witch of Antipaxos—his career has been thrown into jeopardy.

The good. The afterlife lately has been pretty sweet for the most part. The staff has grown, and we all are getting along famously. The hotel is looking great, and the soul pennies keep flowing in, clawed hand over fist. I've been thinking about adding a new wing to the hotel and maybe purchasing those little mints you put on pillows to classy up the joint. The bad. Horrific monsters want to raid the hotel. I have pages to an unholy book that can end the world. Monstrous bikers are terrorizing the guests.

Before I had a chance to strike Lord Manageer's empire again, his forces hit back hard. Me and my team of ladies barely hold off fire-launching airships and a horde of chittering monsters. In the defense I meet a voluptuous elfen mechanic whose knowledge of airships give me a wild idea. If I can convince her to help, the team can pull off the biggest heist the Shimmerlands have ever seen: skyjacking an imperial airship.

Cole is king of the highway, a force to be reckoned with. He has strong allies, powerful companions, and he has become a mighty cultivator. Turns out, he is exactly what Earth needs. The enemies of all the free peoples are planning to strike, and if they succeed, there won’t be much left of Earth.