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The Root of All Evil (LitRPG - Progression Fantasy) - Chapter 92 + Big Announcement!: Nothing keeps me down. Not even gravity.

Published: June 5, 2024 08:07

“What’s caviar?” Mitsy interjected. Dollar stared at her. “You are ruining my cool moment.” Ignoring her rude interruption, Dollar placed Mitsy’s new tunic on the floor in front of him. The material, leather made from a Ghourmin’s hide, was originally…

The Root of All Evil (LitRPG - Progression Fantasy) - Chapter 91: It’s time to eat caviar and craft artifacts. And I’m all out of caviar.

Published: May 28, 2024 22:13

Grandma Levia couldn’t talk about what the bonds did until I unlocked my bloodline, and then she couldn’t tell me because I went against the progenitor, Dollar thought. No matter what, it has to be something beneficial. That’s a given. “What are you…

The Root of All Evil (LitRPG - Progression Fantasy) - Chapter 90: I want to break reality and physics in a single day. Is that really too much to ask?

Published: May 26, 2024 22:00

Blue boxes crowded Dollar’s surroundings, all vying for his attention. Unlike his previous notifications, these ones seemed angry. Probably because he’d neglected them for months on end.   [Symbol Memorization has reached level 6.] [Symbol Memorization has…

The Root of All Evil (LitRPG - Progression Fantasy) - Chapter 89: I don't trip. I just do random gravity checks.

Published: May 21, 2024 22:00

The call of a deep and powerful symbol resonated through Dollar’s mind as sand and water churned in a cacophony of swirls in front of him. Gravity was in flux, tearing at the physical as it exerted its influence upon reality. An orb of power approximately…

The Root of All Evil (LitRPG - Progression Fantasy) - Chapter 88: Master Grisham, a surprise to be sure, but a welcome one.

Published: May 19, 2024 23:01

The gentle flow of the lake caressed Dollar’s ears as he stared at the water. Above him swam a hundred colorful fish, and one large grec, twirling in the water in what could only be described as a choreographed dance routine. Bill flourished in the water,…

The Root of All Evil (LitRPG - Progression Fantasy) - Chapter 87: A spoonful of Mitsy makes the medicine go down.

Published: May 14, 2024 22:00

“Gods, did you rob a bank?” Mitsy’s voice echoed out across the dome, her emerald eyes shining as they reflected the sight of the pile of gold coins in Dollar’s hand. She reached out and grabbed a fistful of coins, handling each carefully as though afraid…

The Root of All Evil (LitRPG - Progression Fantasy) - Chapter 86: He Who Hears The Call

Published: May 12, 2024 22:00

The stale guild air clung to Dollar as he took a step back from his cousin. He tapped the side of his mask, but he knew that the dark tendrils had already sprouted over his features, and the action caused Jasper to stare at him. Jasper’s body was a…

The Root of All Evil (LitRPG - Progression Fantasy) - Chapter 85: A gathering of heirs

Published: April 30, 2024 22:00

On Earth, Dollar’s grandmother had always called fate a fickle thing because nobody was above it. Which meant nobody could punish it. Unshackled, and unattended, it would often be blamed for the worst moments of a person's life, and claimed to have been…

The Root of All Evil (LitRPG - Progression Fantasy) - Chapter 84: In a bidding war the Dollar is king

Published: April 28, 2024 22:00

“Ayia Tiberius.” The name was carried across the wind guided by the lips of the people in the marketplace. There wasn’t a soul who hadn’t heard her name within the city of Tiber and all who were present had grown quiet, except for the odd child who giggled…