After Dusk
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, May 27, 2025
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Fiction
Fantasy
A self-aware asshole in a cloak tells the story of how he landed in a job making illegal potions for a brothel fronting as a massage parlour after his sorcerer's licence was provoked. When the brothel receives a godly visitor, he is forced to make friends with a whiny prostitute and a clown to save a princess or something. And yeah, it really sucks.
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Power. Power was taken not given. That was common sense. If you wanted power, you took it from those who had it. Until someone takes it from you. Samuel Degray found that out the hard way. Fighting his way to a top spot in the world of magic and technology. He got comfortable, lax, complacent. Lazy. Until of course, life gave him a hard kick in the ass. Taking his magic, forcing him to start anew. From the bottom. The scrapheap. Well, he didn't get to his comfortable position of power easily. He'll show them. He'll show the world, what he is capable of. He'll show them all. *Formerly Charcoal Is The Start Of An Inferno*

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