Void Herald

Previous Chapter “Light Megalith, shield my life with your holy light! Aegis!” Simon chanted with all of his soul, pouring all of his false faith and deceitful light into the Prayer, only to see it go unanswered once again. “I do not detect anything wrong with you, Your Highness,” Belzemine informed

Previous Chapter Filip’s decision was nothing less than a political earthquake. The Ranger’s role was to defend the Mage and her Queendom from threats. They were expected to stay within Cocagne’s borders at all times to help against potential invasions, not to leave on a world tour. The news occupie

Previous Chapter Simon looked upon his work with satisfaction. After spending the last few reigns experimenting with patsies, Artisan of Wonders had allowed Simon to perfect his fakelord idea to its logical conclusion: a purely functional Overbot automaton capable of fully impersonating him. His res

Previous Chapter “Dreadful fangs glisten in the dark, as the ruins of the past sink in poison eternal!” Simon incanted. “Devour them all, Mother of Serpents Einganah!” His minion manifested in front of him and Norbelle, shaking the very foundations of the summoning chamber and that of reality itself

Previous Chapter “So, if I understand correctly…” Norbelle slouched in her seat. “A Second Doom will be upon us in a year’s time at the hands of twelve ancient archfiends, and you want to learn Teleport so you can hop around preventing disasters before they happen?” “Your own mother has foreseen thi

Previous Chapter After much hesitation, Simon decided to play it safe and reengineer the conditions that led to Cocagnian reign, with a few changes. First of all, he petrified House Malphas and surrendered them to Shabram as usual to ensure they wouldn’t trouble him, while keeping the Merchant Crest

Previous Chapter The timing was so short and precise as to be almost impossible. Algozoa’s fleshy arrows usually detonated on contact, so the slightest amount of pressure might cause this one to explode in Simon’s hands. He had to grab it just the right way, rotate it by redirecting its momentum, an

Previous Chapter Death rained down from the sky. Arrow-Snatcher could only catch one projectile at once, so Simon had to use a Chaos Wave to repel them all while Chrom Cruak turned a few of his metal blade feathers into a swirling shield. The rest of their allies were not so quick nor lucky. Though

Previous Chapter The coming of Abraxas was upon them. Dead Island lived up to its name. Created by a volcano which had remained dormant since the Doom, the five mile-wide island resembled a grey peak surrounded by a flat sheet of grey stone, rock, and ash. Its lagoon’s sharp reefs and treacherous wa

Previous Chapter Simon spent the weeks preceding the Zodiac Parade refining his crafting. The experimental flying pyramid was finalized and then unleashed for a successful test flight, where it released gallons of their ‘cure’ on Dead Island and sterilized the rock clean. Simon then sent it across t

Previous Chapter Simon spent the week after the Weaver council meeting mostly exploring the power and limits of Artisan of Wonders in detail. His plan was rather simple: have Granny Radhag develop a vaccine for the elven Fleshplague and then distribute it into the atmosphere with a smaller variant o

Previous Chapter Frea collapsed into a vile pile of meat. Lauriane’s disease usually transformed its victims into shambling abominations, but Chrom Cruak’s variant started to transform the elf into something closer to an ooze. Her skin and flesh melted into a sickening yellow slime akin to living wa

Previous Chapter Bert had always expected his ‘father’ would come to destroy him one day, and had prepared accordingly. His manor’s walls were reinforced to withstand mana cannon fire, and hid automated defenses like turrets ready to deploy to defend the property. Simon sensed them activating throug

Previous Chapter They teleported to safety mere seconds before the whole tower self-destructed. Simon didn’t see the event himself, but several of his minions posted around the perimeter informed him that explosions shook the entire building before it collapsed. The blasts and quakes that followed r

Previous Chapter He shredded everything in his path with his bare hands. One advantage of his newfound speed and agility was that he could afford to put on items that boosted his other stats. The Mechanical Tower’s walls were built to withstand great destruction, but his new Spell for Strength ring

Previous Chapter Gorre Castle wasn’t exactly the place Simon had in mind for a date. He had visited his share of ancient ruins, Dungeons, and other sinister areas in the past, but the drowned fortress somehow beat many of them in bleakness. It didn’t help that the Attic always led into Velvet’s ‘lar

Previous Chapter They blew up the Goetia Research Facility and scoured the new disease in flames. Afterwards, they transferred Lauriane to Hector’s—or rather Verney’s—castle, where she was placed in the Honorius family’s care after Simon confiscated her Crestones for her own good. Valravn’s former f

Previous Chapter “By decree of the League of Valne, all ships coming from Endymion are now banned from our ports and must stop at Dead Island,” Voltobauta read the decree to the Weavers assembly before clearing his throat. “Which is one of my dominions, by the way. They’re dumping anyone suspected o

Previous Chapter The Attic door to Chrom Cruak’s lair stranded them in the middle of the Navarran desert. Well, somewhat. The door opened up at the summit of a massive stone stairway buried in the sand and onto a platform jutting out of the pyramid’s eastern face. A massive, black tablet glowing wit

Previous Chapter They stayed together until morning. Simon could tell that while Velvet had plenty of experience—she was an artist with her hands—she had never actually been with a decent partner. The way her confidence turned to puzzled confusion when he actually focused on taking it slow and pleas

Previous Chapter “Einganah?” Gargunza showed his simian fangs. “What have you become?” “Your death!” Einganah replied as she lunged at the gorilla eidolon with a viper’s quickness and a dragon’s savagery. The sheer speed of her assault took her foe by surprise, and a blow from her tail tossed him in

Previous Chapter Einganah’s summoning ritual proved rather… unorthodox. The tablet’s instructions required that they capture a snake—which were thankfully plentiful in the jungle—ritually decapitate it, and then place its head on a dais in the temple. They then had to drink a toast to the poor snake

Previous Chapter Simon answered the challenge by putting on his Strength for Speed ring and then casting Chaos Wind. His malevolent whirlwind surged out of his hand in a torrent of torment that threatened to swallow Alfador whole. The self-proclaimed King of the Wild Hunt raised his cloak to shield

Previous Chapter Uyo’s jungle was alive. The whole place drowned in noise. Birdsongs, animal calls, and the wind whistling through the trees resulted in a cacophony that kept everyone on edge. Hordes of insects and parasites constantly harassed the expedition, and Simon sensed eyes watching them eve

Previous Chapter Eole returned from her slavery audit spiritually crushed. Simon could see the doubt written all over her fair face when he invited her to his office for her report. It was like the light of hope had been snuffed out of her soul, one bitter word at a time. “I take that your visit did

Previous Chapter Experimenting with the dracolith yielded interesting results. While it held a dragon’s soul and likely many others, it didn’t count as ‘alive’ like the Zodiac Fiend crystals and could thus fit in his Inventory. It also held phenomenal quantities of mana Simon could potentially harne

Previous Chapter Simon had seen less peaceful Dungeons. True to their intel, the upper levels of the Royal Mausoleum were almost entirely safe. The gardens surrounding the building housed the tombs and funerary urns of House Vepar’s lesser scions, alongside ponds full of intangible spirit fish, shri

Previous Chapter “You want me to…” Eole’s face twisted into an expression of pure, unfiltered disgust. “To audit a slavery ring?” “Yes, I do,” Simon replied from behind his new desk in Bert’s manor. After spending two weeks securing his control over the Cobweb and the Attic, he had invited Eole to t

Previous Chapter The lie came easily, since it was completely unverifiable. The Cobweb had spent years propping up the Prince of Spiders’ legend and keeping their identity a well-kept secret, to the point that the people who knew the truth could be counted on one hand. All of them were now in Simon’

Previous Chapter Velvet smiled ear to ear as she sat on her ruined castle’s battlements. “You want us to pull a coup?” “I’m offering you both a partnership,” Simon replied, the three of them standing atop on their wall for a private discussion away from Valravn’s ears. There were no Attic doors near

Previous Chapter Space collapsed in on itself. The weight of two Edicts combined destabilized the pocket demiplane the same way Simon brought down the Attic upon itself many times before. Hellfire and miasma swirled through ripening cracks in the very fabric of space. The ceiling, walls, and floor a

Previous Chapter All those months of practicing Arrow-Snatcher paid off when Simon caught the holy bullet in midair. However, doing so required a free hand, which caused Simon to let go of the Earth Megalith for a second. The Gear Champion immediately used the opportunity to fire at him with a hail

Previous Chapter Simon had made sure to grill Bert on the Crafter’s Tower and his creator’s capabilities before coming here. According to the puppet, besides being capable of creating anything he wanted, his maker could skip tiresome forging and construction time to immediately materialize a finishe

Previous Chapter The elevator took them down into the Mechanical Tower’s depths. The descent seemed to go on forever. One of Simon’s Titles allowed him to map out any place he had been to, so any area he explored would provide valuable intel in the future, but the sheer length of the trip made him w

Previous Chapter The picture came out with Magda and Coil smiling back at him with wooden teeth. The only thought that occupied Simon’s mind when he saw it was: when? When did the Crafter manage to abduct those two without his knowledge, considering they went through a daily pictobox test as part of

Previous Chapter The picture felt soft to the touch. Simon couldn’t quite describe it. Its surface should be as flat and solid as a regular sheet, yet it had the texture of mud when he pressed his fingers on it. The image undulated at his touch like liquid mercury. “There’s…” Simon’s hand pushed aga

Previous Chapter “The faith goes to the original manuscript,” Magda answered. “What makes you think so?” Simon asked. Since she had experience with both mana and miasma-related experiments, he had decided to discuss his findings with her over breakfast. “Is there a precedent?” “There is. Are you fam

Previous Chapter “The control group?” “My wife and I have participated in more than one Exposition, yet neither of us has been replaced,” Coil explained. “The Crafter has had many occasions to recruit or abduct us. Their lack of action suggests we are intentionally being left alone, receiving neithe

Previous Chapter None of this made sense. Why would the Crafter replace inventors with automatons? They were competing to become his apprentice in the first place. What possible benefit could he derive from this scheme? Was Carlo of Muse taking out his competition? Simon struggled to imagine a geniu

Previous Chapter The Coils’ couple picture came out, showing a worried woman and a tense man facing the pictobox. Neither had wood for bones nor buttons for eyes. Simon’s sigh of relief was echoed by Magda, whereas Jym Coil let out a small noise. He sounded almost surprised by the outcome. “Why are

Previous Chapter Duchar’s archive had turned into an improvised picture salon in the last few days. The very first thing Simon had done after the miasmic pictobox’s test was to bring it back to Coil Futuristics. Jym had immediately dismissed the ‘errors’ as the result of using fossilized memories ta

Previous Chapter Euphemia had utterly outplayed Louis. Of course, all the information Simon provided certainly made that possible, but the empress had acted superbly. She had confronted Dassein and Lauriane with her accumulated evidence on the crown-prince to shake their faith in him, then set up a

Previous Chapter How did these spider-cockroaches manage to keep bothering him over and over again?! It was maddening! What is she doing here? The question hung in Simon’s mind as he and Magda sat in leathery seats too big for them. The office’s windows were closed and barred behind curtains, while

Previous Chapter Lampwick’s tunnels were damp and dark. The noxious haze filling the sewers would have long poisoned Simon without his immunities. The thick, oozy muck flowing up to his knees matched the worst of his own concoctions in foulness. And the stench… the stench was unbearable. Only slimes

Previous Chapter “That is theft!” Simon protested, his angry words echoing through the alchemical shop. “That’s five times the usual price for the dose!” “The acid you ask for is extremely dangerous,” the shopkeeper replied calmly. He seemed to have rehearsed this conversation in his head long befor

Previous Chapter The amount of books written on slimes Simon could gather within half an hour and a narrow budget amounted to three, which Jym Coil devoured in an instant. Simon couldn’t describe the process any other way. The inventor simply looked at a page, blinked, and then flipped to the next s

Previous Chapter The crew and passengers of the Littlefinger reacted sensibly when faced with a ghostly ship manned by a Necromancer pirate king and his crew of ravenous undead. They paid up. Voltobauta was very gracious about his shakedown, having one of his vampire maids serve the passengers tea a

Hello everyone, Something to make you wait until my return on Monday, I've finally received the latest art commission! This is a special one to thank my fellow author Nihilea for his support, representing a certain Summoner with her two favorite eidolons ;) In any case, let me know in the comments t

Previous Chapter A/N: heya, as warned some time ago, I'll be on a break next week due to a family vacation so next chapter will be on Monday August 31st ;) see you again then! The Sanctuary shattered into pieces, and Simon fell through the cracks. Every bit of Lady Junon’s roots across the archipela

Previous Chapter Simon’s dark eidolons merged into something utterly new. Their miasma swirled and recombined. Their very essence resonated and aligned like two songs harmonizing into a pleasant equilibrium. The Devil-Mirror and the Chainpiper were consumed into a singular creature completely unlike