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Protection, Nature, and War–I’ve obtained three domains of magic. Now it's time for me to get in touch with my inner Darkness...if I can find her before I die. Ever since my last adventure in the Halls, I've been experiencing debilitating nose bleeds, which are just a symptom of something far more sinister. The only one who can help me now is the Aspect of Darkness, who is being guarded by an army of strange mages with unknown motives. Finding the fourth Aspect of magic will force me into the dark underbelly of the Halls itself.

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. One thing's for certain—the boundaries are about to blur at Beldame. And I'll be plucking more than a few forbidden fruits from its garden.

All I wanted was a burrito. My name is Brandon Ferryman. I went out one night to get a burrito. Who knew that such a simple thing would change my life, or end it? I woke up on the side of the road with some pumpkin-headed monster saying he was the god of death, fate, and justice. I was chosen to run a very special establishment. A place that lay between worlds. A place called the Coffin Hotel. Now I have to fight monsters, free spirits, and run a mystical hotel. I'm clearly not qualified, but when has that ever stopped anyone from doing anything.

How does one measure the worth of a Knight? By battles won, foes slain, and kingdoms conquered? Aye, there is glory to be had in the clash of blades and the spilling of blood. But what does strength of arm mean when one is maidenless? How hollow the cries of victory, when they ring through an empty castle and echo against a cold bed? Know, then, that that the true measure of a Knight is the love of a good Maiden—Or two. Or three. Or more... You will find thirteen tales of romance, heroism, and valor.

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.

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.

My name is Brandon Ferryman. I went out one night to get a burrito. Who knew that such a simple thing would change my life, or end it? I woke up on the side of the road with some pumpkin-headed monster saying he was the god of death, fate, and justice. I was chosen to run a very special establishment. A place that lay between worlds. A place called the Coffin Hotel.

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.

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?

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.

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 Hero wanted nothing to do with it and went to sleep. The next day, he went outside and saw that his property had been transferred to yet another world.

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.

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.

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.

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.

The desert Empire of Yurfa is having trouble with a dragon and could use a Dragon Hunter to deal with it. A Dragon Hunter like Mark. Armed with his magical sword, a handy crossbow, and a staff to direct his psychic powers, Mark and his all-female airship crew of the Rum Runner embark on a perilous journey through the clouds for their next dragon to slay. Their quest won’t be easy. The dragon cult has expanded and found new allies in Yurfa’s deserts. Adding to that, the cult’s new pet isn’t your typical dragon.