i’ve realized that i’m not really cut out for blogging

Thor Ragnarok: Slaves

Well, it’s been a month since my last extremely short post. What has happened in between? Let’s take a look into my boring life.

As usual, I’m still playing Fate/Grand Order, both the JP and EN versions. JP recently celebrated the 3rd anniversary, so there were some neat collectible Craft Essences you could get. You can see pictures of them all here. We found out that the new summer Servants will be Jeanne d’Arc, Ibaraki-Douji, and Ushiwakamaru, but still no word on exactly when the new summer event will be starting. Meanwhile in EN, the first summer event is about 10 days in, and I’ve finished clearing out the shop, so just waiting for part 2 to begin (in 7.5 hours) so I can roll for Artoria Archer :v

I got a bunch of books a couple weeks ago, so I’ve been working through those as well. I was very happy with Didn’t I Say to Make my Abilities Average in the Next Life?!, though Seven Seas could really use a better proofreader since I caught at least 2 instances of the wrong name being used when an action or line clearly should have been attributed to someone else. Accel World 14 turned out to be another cliffhanger, so now I have to wait for the next book to finish this plotline -.- Kumoko 3 was good, though not much to report on it, just eager to read the next part.

In other LN news, J-Novel Club announced yesterday that they’re picking up Bakarina! The full Japanese title is Otome Game no Hametsu Flag shika nai Akuyaku Reijou ni Tensei shite shimatta…, or “I reincarnated into an otome game villainess who only gets destruction flags.” This series I super adore, since it’s just completely hilarious but also very heartwarming. The fan translation ended halfway through volume 4, so I’m very happy we’re getting this officially, and JNC’s releases should catch up very quickly!

Anime this season is pretty meh. Planet With, Mizukami Satoshi’s pet project, is super great, and How NOT to Summon a Demon Lord is surprisingly done well, but I’m not really excited about any other series. There are some that I’ve heard are quite good but I just personally haven’t given a shot yet, like HanebadoHarukana Receive, and Grand Blue Dreaming, as well as Cells At Work.

I started rewatching Orphan Black since I was showing it to a friend and got back into it :) I still haven’t watched season 5, so this is a good way to refresh myself on the entire mystery before bidding the series farewell.

Finally, I am hoping to try devoting myself to learning Japanese again and maybe picking up a web novel to translate for practice. Or I might try writing again in general. Or both! Main problem is I spend so much time in front of the computer that I’m starting to really think I should find other hobbies haha.

Anyway, this has been your August 2018 update! I should stop swearing to be better about my blog, since I know I just won’t place that much importance on it haha.


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FNM got canceled since there weren’t enough people, so I was able to pump out another chapter! It ended up taking a lot longer than I was planning, due to a double helping of backstory.

I think I’m developing the weird habit of ending every chapter with some kind of unexpectedness. I’ll try to stop doing that otherwise it’ll get old fast haha.

Quick note that I have plans tomorrow (today) so I probably won’t get chapter 4 done until Sunday.

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So this is a longform story/book idea I’ve had in my head for a while. I was randomly discussing Chinese web novels on Discord the other day and learned that they commonly put out multiple chapters a week, about 1500 words each, and one of them has pretty high quality for its frequency (“Release That Witch”? idk :x). I thought to myself, I wonder if I could do something like that (while I’m unemployed T_T), so here’s me giving it a shot!

Note: this WordPress theme has a weird header overlay thing that screws with anchor links, so you may need to scroll up to get to the beginning. I should really just change my theme D: Just make sure you’re starting where it says START CHAPTER.

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“So what happened to your dream of wanting to be a hero?”

I stopped and stiffly turned my head. My right eyebrow involuntarily rose, slowly, in time with how fast my incredulousness quotient increased. I was about to share this revelation, but instead I abruptly closed my mouth, remembering that my own love of vocabulary did not extend to anyone else in town. In exchange, I held my eyebrow up as I just stared blankly at Mibel’s face for an extended period of time. Eventually, he coughed and glanced away.

Sighing loudly, I looked away as well and composed a response. “My parents spent a lot of money preparing me to take over the business. Thom joined the guard and Drek was too young, so I was the most suitable at the time. I can’t just run off and learn to fight now, and I like learning the trade.”

I really did; learning cartography, language, and business was very interesting, and it helped put into perspective why Father made certain decisions with regards to the store that I did not understand when I was younger. When once I spent all my time alone daydreaming of going on adventures and battling majestic beasts and slaying dreadful monsters, I now practiced mathematics and pronunciation. “That old dream is… fading as I learn more about the world. It might come back one day, but right now I just plan to do what I must to take over the store.”

Mibel’s head was tilted slightly down, his chin resting on the thumb of his curled up right hand, as he made slow, deliberate steps at my side. “Hmm… it’s definitely nice of you to help your family out, and it sounds like you’re not suffering or anything… I was just remembering how much you went on and on about heroes when we were younger. ‘Gustile of Justice has arrived! Prepare for judgement!’ Ahhh, how embarrassing!”

“Why are you getting embarrassed for something I did? If anyone should be feeling embarrassed here, it’s me, and I’m not, so just drop it.” Ending the nostalgia there, I rolled my stiff shoulders a few times then loosened my leather jerkin a little bit. I did not enjoy wearing this much armor, but, as they say, dress for the occasion.

“Either way, we’ve all been training, so you could maybe take it a tad more seriously. That way, when you really aim to be a hero again, you’ll have that much more experience for it. You can’t deny that this is a great opportunity.” Mibel turned to me and gave an enthusiastic thumbs up as I rolled my eyes.

“Like I said, I’m tied up with merchant studies. It’s hard enough doing both that and military training; if I try too hard learning to fight I’ll fall behind learning to buy and sell.” Shaking my head, I pulled on my leather gloves, checked that my saber was loose in its sheathe, then raised my hand, calling a stop. I turned around to face the rest of the squad.

“All right, you have your orders. Remember, no one gets out. If someone manages to get past you, signal me or Sergeant Hamdy and it’ll be handled. Any questions?” The group of 10 soldiers were lined up perfectly in two rows, taller ones in back. All of them stood at attention, no hands raised. “Good. Let’s get to work.”


With that enthusiastic cry, the soldiers spread out smoothly in pairs, forming a line at the edge of the village. While one stood watch, the other knelt and took out a stick of wood wrapped with cloth and a flask of oil from his pack. A couple of them made short chants and finger movements, conjuring some sparks to light the torches, while others produced some flints to do the same.

Mibel and I watched from a short distance away, watching the perimeter, hands resting on saber handles. As the unsteady orange light of fire and the sound of screams began erupting throughout the village, Mibel yawned. “Hey. Private of Justice. Think you can handle this? I really want to take a nap…”

“No way. If I get any telepathic transmissions from the platoon, I can’t watch the squad and watch for runaways at the same time. Suck it up, Mib, you can sleep when it’s done.” As I spoke, the flames in the village roared to a spectacular height, and a couple high-pitched whistles came from our squad members – some villagers escaped the perimeter.

Mibel traced some symbols in the air, conjuring an arrow of light and aiming at a teenage boy who emerged from behind a large tree. I saw a woman and child appear on the opposite side of our perimeter, near us, and quickly got to my feet, unsheathing my saber.

“You know… I really don’t think I’ll have that dream again.”

a short story of fate

So I made some kind of promise to write something daily a few weeks/months/years? ago, and yeah, that didn’t happen. I’ve had a few ideas stewing though, so I thought I’d finally try to put one in concrete form. As usual, I expect no one to actually read this, but no worries. Enjoy!

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