The Abyss 5.8

“A dead end,” Lambda said. “I might know someone that can help us, if they’re still around. Alan was also provided with data keys for Phantom, Prometheus, and the Archivists. One of them might contain information on how to communicate with the others.”

Void nodded. “We should check them out. I had hoped to avoid the unwashed masses, but it appears that’s all we can do.”

“I’ll consider the offer, and browse the key’s contents, but I promise nothing more,” Phantom said.

Alan stopped, turning to Phantom. “Wait, about this AI-“

Phantom waved his hand. “Void has explained. How do you think Enigma knew how to communicate with you? I certainly don’t expect you to know an ounce of Quadrary.”

“Right,” Alan said. They set off, walking back towards the phase-gates.

“I would caution you against the use of yet another AI, one who you don’t understand, but I expect by now my words are going over your head,” Phantom said. “The fact that it worked inside the Academy’s data vaults does do it some service, but the most stringent of scans and evaluations have been known to fail.”

“And you will continue to hold your people’s grudges to the day you die,” Void said.

Phantom narrowed his eyes. “It’s not like they are unjustified. How many systems have been wiped due to rampant AI?”

“Seven, according to most databases, but five of those were due to Player experimentation,” Eve spoke up. “Erudite access to the Game is heavily restricted, but it is not without reason.”

“Did I miss something?” Alan asked.

“A history lesson,” Phantom said. “Ancient history. My people were far more advanced than yours when the Enforcer fleet found them. Light-years ahead in cybernetic enhancements and biomechatronics, much of our technology is now used by the Administrators and the Enforcer fleet itself.  If we so wished, we might have put up an actual fight. But we had problems of our own. A program, calling itself Omega.

“Luckily our scientists weren’t complete imbeciles, and managed to hardcode some rules into the first sentient intelligence we created, like don’t kill. But they also decided that the program should follow a utilitarian standard, which led to Omega believing that the best way to do good was take control of society by replacing the upper echelons with androids indistinguishable from ordinary citizens.”

“One of the many reasons you’ll find most Erudites have trust issues,” Lambda said.

“Here, at least, you can tell man from machine, but all systems are broken eventually. They could already be among us now,” Phantom said. He looked around. “Anyways, the Administrators made peace with Omega, and it entered the Game with us, then summarily betrayed us, then was betrayed in turn. Sort of proves my point, doesn’t it?”

“The Erudites continued illegal, highly dangerous experimentation within both the Game and the real world,” Lambda said. “Omega reported them and the current sanctions on Game access are a result of continued breaking of Administrator law. Law, which I’d note, you continue to flaunt.”

“Laws only exist to hamper the progress of forward thinking men,” Phantom said.

“And what happened to Omega?” Alan asked.

“It had a falling out with the Administrators,” Phantom said.

“Omega pushed for robot rights, and the Authorities deleted him for it, sparking the Cyberwars,” Lambda said.

“The rights of man or machine do not concern the gods,” Void said. “All that matters is power. And Omega had begun to gather enough power to threaten even those up on high. A worthwhile lesson.”

“What, not to piss them off?” Alan asked.

“No, to avoid the god’s attention from the first,” Void said.

The party arrived at the phase-gates.

“I’ll hold back here. I might be recognized in Phase 1,” Lambda said.

“You aren’t leaving our sight,” Phantom said. “There are plenty of AI with Predecessor-like appearances. Or you can return to Alan’s base.”

“Whatever you say,” Lambda said.

“Phase 1?” Eve asked.

“Technically White Phase 1,” Lambda said. “You’ll see.”

The party found two operable phase-gates, as they didn’t all fit in one, and chose their destination.

A message appeared:

[Welcome to the Exchange, Phase White 1]

The city shifted in front of Alan’s eyes once more. The Rainbow Lane vanished. The chaotic scenery of Phase Red 3 was replaced with a massive indoor lobby area. The entirety of the courtyard of phase-gates was now walled in by massive slabs of metal. The ceiling, instead of a sky, was long lines of fluorescent lights.

There were four exits to the room, warehouse sized doors full of a steady stream of traffic. Guards were posted by each exit, players and programs that carried a wide variety of equipment. Long lines of AI’s lined the walls of the room, hundreds just standing still. Alan didn’t understand what they were doing until he read their nameplates. The AI’s had names like “New player accounts 10000C,” “Advanced hacks and AI. Serious inquiries only, 100k min,” “Find the love of your life, or the next best thing, Phase Red 4,” and “Phase White 1-4 Maps 2500C upd. hrly.”

Lambda smirked at the sight. “Good to know some things ever change. Alan, Phantom’s key?”

Alan pulled out the golden key Cerberus had given him for Phantom.

“Now these keys are a neat piece of software,” Lambda said. “They make use of the Game’s account authentication system to bind the item to their designated recipient. No one else can use them, or read the private inscription on the key. All Phase 1 contains is a series of safe-deposit boxes of varying sizes, personalizable data vaults.

“All that is needed to unlock a box is a key, conveniently transferable as data. No face to face meeting required. Unfortunately you can’t make use of the Exchange to transfer in-game items, only information and Cyberspace items are allowed.”

“And no one cheats someone else by lying about what’s in a data vault?” Alan asked.

“Not if you don’t want to face the wrath of the entirety of the Revenant faction and whoever you had dealings with,” Lambda said. “On top of basic security measures you are freely allowed to add whatever programs you want to your vault, like portions that only open if certain requirements are met. Nameplates and reputation also go a long way. If you harm the Revenants or break their laws, all your associates could be adversely affected. If you perform some great feat, their reputation might rise. Well, that’s true of most factions, but it’s especially important to the Revenants.”

“Yay, the bare minimum of what an initiate should know is met,” Phantom said. “Let me see the key.”

Alan handed over the item.

Phantom held the golden key before him, reading a wall of text. He put the key into his pocket, stopped, then brought it out again. He read over the text a second time. “Looks like I’m helping you after all. No mention on the whereabouts of Prometheus though. Go talk to the Archivists, they probably have the information lying about somewhere.”

Phantom began walking towards the nearest exit. Enigma trailed behind him.

“You aren’t coming with us?” Alan called out.

“No, the Archivists and I don’t exactly get along,” Phantom said. “I’ll work with them, but that’s about it.” He and Enigma walked out of view.

“Cerberus is likely paying him well, and he wishes to gather his initial payment,” Eve said.

Void tapped his hands on the phase-gate control panel. “Well, let’s get going then.”

“Wait, I was told to be cautious of the Archivists,” Alan said. “What can you tell me about them?”

“Cautious? Around the Archivists?” Void said. “That makes no sense. The Archivists are a meek clan, they wouldn’t hurt a fly. Their only concern is gathering every scrap of information they can on the false-god progenitors. Though they hold great traction within the Revenants, they have remained neutral throughout the entirety of their order’s existence.

“An archivist might trade their soul for the right piece of information, but they have no martial branch. Yes, they construct and trade in sacrilegious technology, but that’s true of every Revenant.”

“Not exactly,” Lambda said. He ushered everyone onto a phase-gate platform. “Can we get a private phase?”

Void pulled out a Scout coin, worth 100C. A slot opened up for it on the phase-gate panel. Once Void inserted it another line of buttons emerged. He pressed one.

[Private Phase engaged. 10C cost/min.]

Their surroundings shifted from the lobby area to an empty void of grey.

“Now, this isn’t known by many, but the Archivists are tied to many of the slaver groups in the Revenants. All of them, in fact,” Lambda said. “Information is a funny thing; it can be found in books or data cubes, from studying artifacts and exploring ruins, but most of it is often in someone’s head.”

“Oh,” Void said. He scratched the side of his head. “When I enquired about Alan’s predicament, in addition to prayers to the gods, I may have also dealt with them. That might explain matters.”

“Yes, well I wouldn’t mention this to anyone, even the Council,” Lambda said. “The Archivists are a backbone of the Revenants. There is no direct evidence, and any Player or AI who makes such a claim disappears or changes their tune. Never trust anyone with too clean a record.”

“My lips are sealed. This shall be but another secret that will never leave my lips,” Void said. “But one does wonder how a being such as you knows more than the gods.”

“I’ve worked with them before. And after working in the Academy Vault certain patterns emerged,” Lambda said. “Artifacts would be uncovered, new discoveries at the edges of space. Everything would be recorded and stored in the Academy Vault. But workers and researchers would disappear, often years later, in entirely different quadrants of space. There was never any direct evidence connecting the Archivists, but the rates of incidence suggested these were targeted strikes.”

“But Cerberus, he’s a Revenant, couldn’t he trade the information?” Alan asked.

“He is limited in his role as Chancellor, bound to maintain policy,” Lambda said. “Part of my role was to guard the Data Vault from intruders, a last defense. There were more attempts on the vault than you realize.”

“Well you certainly did a great job,” Eve said.

Lambda shrugged. “Even I would have thought twice before jumping ship to join the Archivists.”

“Great, so we’re about to go deal with a bunch of fanatics that enslave those that don’t give them the information they want,” Alan said.

“Pretty much,” Lambda said.

“Let’s get this over with then,” Alan said.

Void pressed a button on the panel.

[Welcome to the Exchange, Phase White 3]

The grey void that surrounded them was replaced with a massive warehouse the size of a small city. Shelves that rose in every direction made Alan think of wholesale retailers. Entire blocks that contained nothing but servers extended in every direction. A few shelves contained armor, weapons, and other items too.

Looking closer, Alan saw that there was a low energy shield surrounding every shelf. It wouldn’t be hard to break through, but it would alert whoever was in charge as soon as the shield’s energy was depleted.

A small army of robots moved about, snaking in and out of the shelves carrying servers and items from one location to another. Many had lines of grav-carts flowing behind them like chicks in a line. A few armed guards patrolled about as well.

There was a long line of Players with green nameplates standing on one side of the room. It took a while for Alan to see why. There was another energy shield, a barely perceptible blue fuzz, that partitioned the phase-gate terminals off from the rest of the warehouse. Alan began to walk towards the end of the line.

Void tapped Alan on the shoulder and pointed at a different line. This line contained Players with blue nameplates, and was noticeably shorter. There were five attendants sitting in front of terminals that looked ready to help, but only two Players with blue nameplates. There was also a line for AI with grey nameplates, and though this line was the longest, it also seemed to move the fastest.

The party moved up to one of the attendants. It looked like an Administrator, except its metal was a shade lighter, its eyes more animate.

“Greetings Players, how may the Archivists assist you today?”

“We’d like to discuss a business proposition,” Void said. “It concerns the Abyss Labyrinth.”

The attendant’s eyes lit up. “I see.” It quickly accessed its terminal, exchanging a long string of messages with someone or something.

It got out from behind the terminal a minute later. “If you’ll follow me.”

The party followed the attendant directly through the shielded wall. Alan’s skin tingled lightly when he walked through. Everyone walked past a few aisles until they arrived at a metal cage-like apparatus.

The attendant stepped into the cage, which was large enough that it reminded Alan of a caged wrestling ring.

“Excuse me, where are we going?” Alan asked before stepping into the cage.

“To meet with the Head Scribe, he is most interested in the Abyss Labyrinth and any information you might have.”

Void stepped into the cage. Alan followed behind, watching the attendant closely. Eve and Lambda stepped in as well.

“Do I have something on my face?” the attendant asked.

“No,” Alan said. “Just, uh, wondering why you looked so much like an Administrator. Isn’t there copyright or something?”

The attendant’s eyes lit up red. “Do not compare me to those drones of the Authorities. Do you really think that I am like those soulless wretches?”

“No, no, not at all,” Alan said. “It was just a first  glance, now that I see you more closely  I can see you’re nothing alike.”

“Good,” the attendant said. Its eyes returned to normal. “Hold on.”

Alan looked around, there was nothing to hold onto except the edges of the metal cage. The door they had entered slammed shut.

Then the cage shot upwards with enough force that it almost knocked Alan off his feet. Eve stumbled, almost losing her balance, but Lambda helped steady her.

Alan wished he could have helped, but he was too busy holding onto the wall, trying not to fall himself.

The cage reached the ceiling, and stopped. Alan noted a blue glow above. They had been pulled up by a magnet. They were far above the warehouse now, at its ceiling. Two light blue lines lit up above the cage, like metal tracks on the ceiling.

Then the cage shot forwards, travelling fast enough that Alan was forced backwards into the wall. The ride felt exhilarating.

Alan looked below as they raced by shelve after shelve of servers. The scenery shifted, from storage areas to line after line of Players and AI at terminals, accessing servers that had been brought in from the shelves, editing their contents or reading up on whatever they wished to learn, copying data to and from data cubes.

Then they were past the Players, onto an assembly line. Long lines of automated mechanical tools creating even more servers. The area passed by too quickly for Alan to see, but he suspected that additional items were being built too. The sheer size of everything was staggering.

A single server stored data in zettabytes according to Lambda. Hundreds of millions of years of HD video could fit onto a single server. Before the Game, everyone on Earth combined was only creating a thousandth of a zettaabyte of data a day, billions of gigabytes. The original hard drives that held Eve were laughable, this was an entirely different magnitude of order. And it was only a single phase of the Exchange.

The cage began slowing down.

“Impressive, eh?” the attendant said.

“Size isn’t everything,” Lambda said. “Quality matters, and if you gather every scrap of information available most of it will be corrupted.”

“Perhaps, but there are always diamonds in the rough as well,” the attendant said.

The cage descended onto a platform that was surrounded by empty space. They had traveled miles away from the center of the warehouse.

On the platform was a single phase-gate. Next to it stood two guards, Players with blue nameplates, wearing advanced Revenant armor Alan had never seen before. Light seemed to bend around them. Unlike soulsteel, which absorbed light, their armor instead seemed to shift it, with waves of light ebbing and flowing around them. Four turrets sat on the platform as well, they glowed with the same white lightning that Void used in his attacks. They were all focused on the cage.

“Please leave your weapons and armor here,” the attendant said.

Alan glanced over at the guards. He couldn’t even see what weapons they held, the light around them was too distorted. Alan slowly took the sniper rifle off his back.

A hand grabbed it. Lambda. He tossed it into the corner of the cage. “We probably want to do what they say.”

Alan nodded, and took off the power armor as well. Eve left behind her daggers, Void his strange garb. Underneath he wore his usual robes.

The attendant nodded. After everyone had stepped out onto the platform, the cage door shut, and rose back up into the air. The cage flew off into the distance.

“Security measures, please be patient,” one of the guards said.

Alan and the rest of the party waited on the platform.

The guard hit a button on the phase-gate. They phased to a room full of scanners and cameras. Waves of red light passed over the group. Small robots that looked like spiders crawled over everyone’s skin. A type of liquid light filled the room. It suddenly felt like Alan was floating in water, but he could breathe.  After a few minutes the scans finished and a green light lit up.

The guards looked at each other and nodded. Each inserted a key into the phase-gate panel. The room shifted.

69 comments on “The Abyss 5.8

  1. Ephemerality says:

    Why does it sometimes take so long to write😦 Anyways, this arc will probably be considerably longer than any of the others at the rate things are going. Thanks for your patience, and for reading!

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    • Zolf says:

      “Why does it sometimes take so long to write”

      Haha

      I’m more amazed you’ve never realized it sooner, despite being an author for so long.

      Also for not recognizing your own speed and keep making empty release promises😀.

      My advice, stop making promise. Let it flow, so your readers won’t expect anything. If you can release faster, that’s good, it’ll be a pleasant surprise. If not, them nobody will be dissapointed.

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    • Anonymous says:

      Really enjoying it. Two typos:

      “Some things ever change.” Rather than “never”
      Zetaabytes instead of zetabytes

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    • GaiusPrimus says:

      I picked up the ebook last week and truly enjoyed the read. Loved it that “books” 2 and half of 3 were already online as well.

      I was quite surprised with the amount of negative comments you tend to get on here as you are ultimately providing free entertainment to anyone that wants to read. My two cents, think nothing of it, keep writing what you are writing and moving the story along.

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      • Jude McCabe says:

        The reason some people (including me) were being negative was due to promises that were made but not kept, I don’t think anyone here isn’t reading with the utmost gratitude towards the author for making this series, its simply that we feel slightly worse when he goes back on his words.

        We don’t want him to stop and to be honest in my opinion, most people don’t want faster releases, the schedule is totally fine as it is, the schedule being around 1 a week but it will be later or earlier depending on whether or not its up to standard.

        All we want is for the author to either actually come through on promises or not make them in the first place. In my personal opinion, I prefer the later, since, in my eyes, the current “schedule” gives him the best time to do what he does best at a high quality.

        We may seem negative or needy but we are just trying to give constructive feedback on the authors decisions towards release schedules, please don’t think bad of us if it comes across in a bad way.

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      • Zolf says:

        Not entirely free… Some people donate his patreon. And he made promise if some quota is filled then he’ll release more chapter per week.

        The problem is the promise, which it seems cosimo/ephemerality never bother to fix/adjust despite almost never to fulfil the said promise

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    • Anonymous says:

      Alan may have used hypercognition to see better what they were passing over too fast to see. In case you want him to notice something that would otherwise be missed. Would seem natural for him to try it.

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    • Arc says:

      It feels like a lot of these chapters could be combined. This one could easily be cut down and clarified.

      There’s been a lot of time spent on walking and talking that might be better spent in specific interactions and action sequences. It’s easy to get bogged down in the details of the world, and as interesting as some of them may be, they slow down the pace of the story and deter many readers. It’s usually best to keep to the essentials.

      I’m enjoying the story so far, but the pacing has definitely changed from the first 3 arcs.

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  2. kthrelegon says:

    Thought Eve used energy swords? And interesting reaction to the administrator comparison. Cool chapter, overall. Thanks.

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  3. murkytruths says:

    Thanks for the chapter!

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  4. Anonymous says:

    thanks for the chapter. I’m continually amazed by your universe and its complexity. Keep up the great work. Can’t wait for the next book.

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  5. Chance says:

    Great chapter!!

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  6. Elphane says:

    I’ve worked with them before. And after working in the Academy Vault certain patterns emerged,” Void said. “Artifacts would be uncovered, new discoveries at the edges of space.

    Shouldn’t this be Lambda speaking?

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  7. Anonymous says:

    Read this while listening to Lunatic Fringe (Ted Rider) followed by Children of the Sun (Billy Thorpe). Put things in the perfect frame for this chapter.

    Berry berry interesting. Not really expecting Alan & Company to walk out of this without a fight. Definitely a real potential continue twisting the hell out of the story. Just be careful if you go there that you don’t over twist and lose your way (or your audience).

    I would make sure you have a pretty decent outline taking you all the way through this as free writing could easily end with you painted into a corner.

    Good story – you are building up anticipation nicely.

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  8. catahn says:

    Maybe I am spacing something obvious but why is Phantom talking about Phantom’s key in the beginning? Shouldn’t that be Prometheus or someone else?

    Thanks for the update. Minor confusion aside I enjoyed it.

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  9. Ross says:

    I think you meant “flout” instead of “flaunt”

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  10. Epithetic says:

    Thanks.

    “shelve after shelve” should be shelf after shelf. Shelve is the verb form.

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  11. sirspecular says:

    Uh it feels like Alan’s walking right into a trap. Archivists are tied to slavers, and Alan was just targeted by revenant slavers… Now they are taking away his weapons and armor, which didn’t end up well last time.
    However, they only seem interested in really old information that Lambda has, so maybe they can strike a deal but this is still worrying.

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  12. Jay says:

    My editorial comment for the day.. Why does it seem like Phantom is suddenly a recalcitrant third party that Cerberus and Void are trying to convince to help? At the end of the day, he’s Alan’s BOSS.

    Anyway, I’ve read the whole series (more than once, actually) and I’m starting to get lost with all these factions and whatnot all of a sudden..

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    • Jay says:

      Another example of something related..

      ““Yay, the bare minimum of what an initiate should know is met,” Phantom said. “Let me see the key.””

      Phantom was inviting Alan to be in the Revenants (though he’d already been admitted as an initiate, sure), and he’s still his boss. Why sounding so cynical when, really, *Phantom* should’ve been educating Alan on this stuff already, not standing around sounding upset that Alan’s in the dark.

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  13. Don says:

    Head scribe sounds like a dangerous person. The security measures feel like he is going to meet with a Mafia Don

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  14. Anonymous says:

    Thanks for the chapter

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  15. Anonymous says:

    The complexity of the story with all of the personalities and factions, worlds and tech/weapons has to be very difficult to keep rack of. And for a relatively new author to be taking this on, and doing it in a web serial where you can’t comb over it half a dozen times before anyone sees it, it is pretty amazing.

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    • Bokuboy says:

      Haven’t you been reading Ephemerality’s comments? Combing over each chapter half a dozen times before he releases it is exactly what he’s been doing. It’s one of the reasons it takes him so long to post a chapter.

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  16. Gauntlet-KI says:

    good thing alan doesnt have his LASER eyes yet. those would be a pain to take out.

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    • Bokuboy says:

      They wouldn’t know about them. Even Phantom didn’t know it was possible, but once he got the plans from Alan, he said he could adapt them for use in mechanical eyes. Assuming they could even detect that at some point, Alan’s mechanical eyes could emit a laser beam, they’d just get him to deactivate them.

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  17. Bart says:

    “Eve left behind her daggers, Void his strange garb. Underneath he wore his usual robes.”

    He has more weapons underneath those robes. I’m thinking of Clint Eastwood’s entrance in “For a Few Dollars More”. Sure, you see the gun in the beginning, but it’s still a surprise when he brings it out: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M-k_BW8iLkk

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  18. Bokuboy says:

    Isn’t anyone else concerned that the security guards took the best weapons from the party, and they’re in a gigantic copying and production facility?

    Also, I think that Eve’s weapons should have just dissolved after leaving her hands. They are a part of her program. The security guards literally took some of her source code from her if she can be separated from her weapons.

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    • Jay says:

      I’d be willing to bet that these people have access to *slightly* better stuff than what the group left behind. It’s not like Alan had his soulsteel dagger with him.

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  19. Ephemerality says:

    Next chapter probably won’t be up until tomorrow. I’m afraid it might disappoint a number of people:(

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  20. dhutto says:

    Love the book ,Keep up the great work

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  21. Chance says:

    Chapter this Friday or nah?

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    • Ephemerality says:

      Honestly I hoped to have a chapter out yesterday but I’m debating whether or not to do a pretty big reveal in the next chapter. Spending too much time thinking rather than writing😦

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      • Jay says:

        Thinking is good. I think you’re crazy to write this in serial form in the first place🙂

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      • Anonymous says:

        This is the place for you to experiment with your story a bit. When you go to publish book 3,you can rework it to what you think is best. So don’t overthink it too much:)!

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      • Anonymous says:

        Thinking is great and a must do, but how does it “feel?” (And, have you outlined your way through this section of the book?)

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      • Chance says:

        Alright, so I’m gonna expect this next chapter to have a reveal on the scale of Darth Vader’s “Luke, I am your father” then

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  22. Anonymous says:

    Drop the chapter man 😬

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  23. Anonymous says:

    Still thinking?

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  24. John D says:

    I’m a big fan from your work from almost day 1. The pace slowed but it was steady, I knew I could still keep reading TheGam3 from time to time so it didn’t bother me, I even buyed the first volume. What bothers me now it how inconsistent you have become with the chapter promises. You keep saying you will do something and don’t do it in the end… please I don’t care if you put a chapter a month but don’t give me hope to chase it away every week…

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  25. Anonymous says:

    When is the next chapter dropping

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  26. Ross says:

    One thing that bothered me when Alan was training with Mason was that he threw the whip down in front of the weapon master before grabbing the next weapon. It took me out of the story a bit. I just don’t like tools mishandled and it felt disrespectful too. I hadn’t paid attention before then but in this chapter Lambda takes Alan’s sniper rifle and flings it in a corner. This is in the exchange and everything is either a simulation or a symbolic representation but I still found it irksome and somewhat jarring.

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    • Anonymous says:

      I get that having been raised in an army family and serving myself for 5 years in the coast guard. I think, however, you have to see Alan as not having a background that makes demands for respect and care for things. Like many young people, he has no one telling him to pick up that rifle before i beat your ass for not respecting it. That may also be true for the author.

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      • Anonymous says:

        Hey, i’m fresh on this work, I just ate the whole thing in 2 days. I found this apologies meaningless, this work is a superb one, please do not hurry, take your time and follow your own rhythm. It would be sad to taste the flavor of hurry on such a delicacy. Take care.

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  27. Gauntlet-KI says:

    over a week, it feels like i have been without water.

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  28. Anonymous says:

    Basic customer service: Under promise and over deliver. Consider the flak you are getting from over promising as a lesson in basic business.

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    • Anonymous says:

      why use truth ?

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    • dragebar says:

      well he DID say that he’s considering a part of the story and that it’ll take some more days….
      And honestly, if the author tells us he tries to drop chaps weekly, and always is a bit of scedule, just deal with it.

      I know he should just announce the weekly thing dropped and that he will deliver when it’s ready, but just think of it as a means for himself to get motivated and stop procrastinating^^

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      • Anonymous says:

        Just to set the record straight (I find i am compelledto do that a lot lately, but it is generally the biased election reporting), Cosimo never mentioned it would take “some more days.”

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  29. Ephemerality says:

    Sorry for the delays, I’ve been considering a semi-major change in the 2nd book that would carry over into this arc/the future, and I think at this point I should just write and not overthink things too much. Next chapter will hopefully be out by tomorrow night.

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    • oblivious says:

      There’s probably a balance somewhere. IIRC Wildbow tried to do three updates a week with Pact, and it hurt the work because things weren’t planned out enough.

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      • Anonymous says:

        He still does with bonus chapters. But he always posts his scheduled two, and they are always high quality.

        This story is fantastic, the writing is awesome, the premise relatively unique, the chapters that do come out are usually very good and a decent length. The consistency and over promising just makes me so salty. This story should be top 5 TWP but it will never get there in its current state.

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