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The False Star
The False Star
Author: Emerald Gains

Chapter 1

Author: Emerald Gains
Lucian Clegane clutched his left cheek, already swelling, and stared at me wide-eyed, disbelief written all over his face.

"You... you hit me?"

I figured he hadn't been hit enough, and that it would look better if both sides matched.

So I backhanded him again, hard, across the other cheek.

Smack.

There. Perfect symmetry.

Lucian finally seemed to come out of his shock. His handsome face crumpled, and his eyes reddened on the spot.

He clenched his teeth and, trembling, drew a long ebony flute from his belt and blew it with all his strength.

A low note split the air, carrying a strange ripple of magic.

I raised an eyebrow. That flute was actually a low-grade sending-charm—an enchanted relic for carrying messages.

It wasn't powerful, but from the material and the workmanship, someone had clearly poured real effort into it.

How did a relic like that end up on a boy who hadn't even crossed the First Circle?

Before long, the flute's call drew an answer.

Several streaks of blade-light came racing out of the distance and settled smoothly in front of us.

A handful of young women in the robes of the Order's high adepts took one look at the handprints on Lucian's face and instantly closed ranks around him, shielding him behind their bodies as they glared at me.

"How dare you! Who are you, to lay hands on our youngest?"

Lucian hid behind them, poked half his head out with a pitiful look, and pointed at me as he whined.

"I only saw that this new apprentice was carrying far too many treasures—things that don't suit where he is in his training. I was afraid he'd lose his way, so I kindly offered to hold on to them for him.

"And then... and then he not only threw my kindness back in my face, he... he actually struck me..."

His air of having suffered some towering injustice only made the women angrier. One after another, they laid into me.

"The nerve of him!"

"Lucian meant nothing but kindness, and you treated it like poison!"

"Arrogant the moment he sets foot here. What's he going to be like later?"

I folded my arms and looked at them as if I'd wandered into a madhouse, then asked coldly, "Then let me ask you something. Is the Ashveil Order's welcome for newcomers now to rob them in broad daylight?"

The woman Lucian had called his senior gave a cold snort and looked down her nose at me.

"What would a brand-new apprentice like you understand? Lucian is the treasure of this whole Order. He's handsome, he's kind, and his gift outshines everyone his age.

"He saw that you'd only just begun, and he feared you'd let trinkets cloud your head and lead you astray, so he stepped in to help. Someone like you bites the hand that feeds him. You wouldn't know goodwill if it slapped you."

Listening to this pile of brazen nonsense, twisting black into white, I felt my head start to pound.

A single century away in seclusion, and the Order I'd founded with my own hands had already rotted into this den of filth?

It seemed a proper housecleaning was overdue.

For now, I decided to lie low and see just how far the rot had spread.
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  • The False Star   Chapter 9

    Before my voice had even faded, the beast that had swallowed Lucian seemed unsatisfied.Its crimson eyes pierced the clouds and fixed on every last soul in the Ashveil Order.It opened its mouth and loosed an earth-shaking roar.The savage soundwave hardened into a physical shockwave and came crashing down again."Look out!"Garrick and the other two elders blanched and at once joined their power to raise a defensive barrier."All of you, form the blade formation! Defend the Order!"Lyra finally shook off her shock and regret. She drew her sword and shouted out commands.Yet their strength was pitifully small before that ancient monster.The barrier the three elders raised together held for less than three breaths before it webbed over with cracks, on the verge of breaking.The blade formation the others threw together was torn apart by a single soundwave. Many vomited blood where they stood and were flung backward through the air.The whole Ashveil Order teetered on the edg

  • The False Star   Chapter 8

    In that moment, every member of the Ashveil Order finally understood.The source of this towering catastrophe was the very youngster they'd all doted on.Another tremendous crash sounded.Eaten away by the monstrous aura, the Order's great mountain-ward let out a strained groan, its light guttering unsteadily.A colossal claw that blotted out the sky tore through the clouds and came slamming down toward the Order."Aaah!"Lucian finally broke.He let out a shrill scream and lost his mind entirely."System! System, save me! Didn't you say I was the chosen one?"Didn't you say I'd crush every prodigy underfoot and rule this whole world?"Why is this happening? Why?"He shrieked at empty air, his words tumbling out in a jumble of phrases no one there could make sense of.The others listened in bafflement and assumed terror had simply driven him mad.Only I narrowed my eyes a fraction.Seeing the monstrous claw about to fall and his pleas answered by nothing, Lucian abruptly

  • The False Star   Chapter 7

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  • The False Star   Chapter 6

    Then, from a corner, came a student's faint mutter."Th-that's surely because... Lucian has the once-in-a-thousand-years Tidewater Gift..."He's the future of the Ashveil Order, the chosen one destined to ascend to godhood..."We... we only treated him well for the Order's sake..."The words were a spark dropped into dry grass.At once, plenty of others chimed in."Exactly! Lucian's talent is one in a million. Of course we'd pour everything we have into raising him!""Once Lucian ascends, the Ashveil Order will rise with him and become the foremost power in the whole mage world!""For the glory of the Order, what's the harm in sacrificing a few things?"Listening to such absurd reasoning, I actually laughed from sheer anger."A supreme Tidewater Gift? A chosen one?"If I'd been his age, watered with this many rare reagents and relics and still couldn't so much as touch the First Circle, I'd be so mortified I'd have crawled into a hole and died."My words came down on the ro

  • The False Star   Chapter 5

    That slap left Lucian utterly dazed. He cupped his face and even forgot to cry.I stopped looking at him. My gaze cut back to Lyra like a blade."One last question."The Ashveil Order's tradition, kept for a thousand years, says the Harvest Moon Banquet is held to welcome new members."Why did tonight's turn into one student's birthday feast?"Lyra Moonglass—is this how you lead this Order?"A cold, killing edge had crept into my voice.Lyra couldn't hold herself up any longer. She crumpled to the floor, shaking like a leaf."Grandmaster... I know I was wrong... I know I was wrong..."Beyond repeating those words, she could manage nothing else.Seeing this, Garrick, Merrick, and Alden could no longer keep their feet.The three elders dropped to their knees with heavy thuds and pressed their foreheads to the floor again and again."Grandmaster, please, your anger!"The fault is ours! The fault is ours!"Garrick wept with regret."These past years, the three of us chased t

  • The False Star   Chapter 4

    The onlookers who'd gathered their wits gaped and whispered among themselves."The elder's own master... then that would make him our Ashveil Order's...""Grandmaster Rowan Ashveil?"The other two elders behind Garrick finally surfaced from their shock as well.One was the little beggar I'd once scooped up off the roadside, now the elder of the Alchemy Hall—Merrick Hale.The other was the blade-obsessed boy I'd raised with my own hands, now the elder of the Blade Hall—Alden Pine.Merrick rubbed his eyes, and when he saw clearly that it was me, his beard quivered with emotion.Alden was blunter still. With a heavy thud he dropped to his knees."Your student Alden Pine welcomes you back from seclusion, Grandmaster!"The three of them seemed to have found their footing again. They crowded around me, fussing over me all at once."Grandmaster, a hundred years you've been shut away. We missed you so badly!""Grandmaster, are you hungry? Thirsty? I'll have the Alchemy Hall brew the

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