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Trash: Chapter 60 A Bloodline Bottleneck

Chapter 60

A Bloodline Bottleneck

Flash.

A burst of light that seemed to slow down and stretch on into infinity. My mind knew this was the effect of adrenaline coursing through my body and mind. An automatic effect of the brain experiencing an intense fear.

What caused this effect, what forced my mind to slow down to this extent? Well the answer was simple, my m...

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Trash: Chapter 59 Even Trash Has Its Limits

Chapter 59

Even Trash Has Its Limits

Never had I ever felt like I was truly part of a fantastical world that I was always meant to be, when I realized I was wielding a dazzlingly glowing sword while using mana-infused Skills to help me weave and dart my way down a hill to attack what could easily be considered mindless cannon fodder.

Pfft, pfft, pfft.

Even the a...

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Trash: Chapter 58 Exercising by Exorcism

Chapter 58

Exercising by Exorcism

Mr. Yi, your resident Yaoguai Qūmóshī or supernatural exorcist was leading us quickly through Bloom Park.

By quickly, I mean he was running at near top speed, one where I found myself having to cycle on my Life Reinforced Movements* a factor that everyone in the group who also seemed to have their own movement Skills both picked up...

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Trash: Chapter 57 Forming the Team

Chapter 57

Forming The Team

Just walking onto the lands, I can tell that the earth has been disturbed in some way. It’s almost as if the ground itself is letting me know that it has been defiled.

Which is odd as my first few times here, I did not get such a reception. This time however, I could almost feel the moment that I entered Bloom Park. I could almost feel the geograp...

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Trash: Chapter 56 Compiling Facts With Dreams

<<<Author's Note: My apologies, I have updated the scene to no longer include the jacket that was previously returned to Mr. Yi in the prior chapters to maintain story integrity. Thank you Edward Dolezal for pointing out my mistake and please keep these coming to keep me honest. >>>>

Chapter 56

Compiling Facts ...

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Trash: Chapter 55 Bone Chilling Dreams

Chapter 55

Bone Chilling Dreams

Lethargy and complacency are probably the two biggest reasons why accidents happen.

We were finally heading home, now that we had dropped off Madame Voyou. After the emotional highs that had filled the night, I soon found myself drifting off with the rhythmic clopping of hooves and wheels on the road.

Despite my best efforts to stay awake,...

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Augmented Aspects: Chapter 381 A Mechrem In the Making

Chapter 381

A Mechrem In the Making

In physics there is always the question of what happens when the unstoppable force, i.e. a fully charging mechanoid object meets an immovable object, aka a recently Teleported mechanoid craft that took up direct position in the straight path of the charging object.

Logic tells us that there are two possible extremes, the fir...

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Trash: Chapter 54 My Favorite Degenerate

Chapter 54

My Favorite Degenerate

“I guess my first question is, about the military,” I asked.

Then as soon as I begin that question, I look to my right and instantly feel a bit awkward due to Madame Voyou’s appearance. Seeing her, a true patriot of this country, I felt slightly awkward asking about this. Fortunately, given where we just came from, Madame Bloom seemed mo...

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Trash: Chapter 53 They Do What to Healers?

Chapter 53

They Do What to Healers?

(30 Minutes Later)

It was well past midnight by the time anyone dared check in on me.

“You good?” Lucia asked, her voice projecting far from another tunnel exit that had been partially barricaded.

“Yes,” I responded and meant it, as by now the rate of healing that Seal Master Carthwright needed was less and less frequent....

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Trash: Chapter 52 Seal Master Breaker

Chapter 52

Seal Master Breaker

Listen to your body. I guess that sounds like normal wisdom, but it apparently even applies to a world filled with magic and Skills.

Earlier I had listened to my own body, when I felt that I was putting too much strain on my core by using multiple Healing attuned Skills and my one Earth Attuned Skill simultaneously. At the time, I just felt a sli...

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Trash: Chapter 51 Forced Update

Chapter 51

Forced Update

I was helpless to move or change my fate.

No sooner had I understood the fact this Royal Seal being placed on me would be the equivalent of a countrywide electronic tracking bracelet, than I could already feel the odd system interacting with my body and all but forcefully binding itself into my own personal system.

Icy cold chills ran down my bod...

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December 2025 Newsletter

Good afternoon,

First, I wanted to say thank you all for staying with me through yet another month. I also wanted to highlight that for the first time in months, I have felt truly alive while writing. Which goes in large part to your continued support of my newest series Unique Skill: Trash!

A brief history, I was one of the "excepted employees" who ha...

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Trash: Interlude IV (Part II) Ten Simple Words to Avoid the Apocalypse

Interlude IV (Part II)

Ten Simple Words To Avoid the Apocalypse

(Quin “Mousey” Mossey)

They have term in the industry, for someone like Catarine DiVoratore, now Catarine Bloom, a protostella.

Even before she was transferred out and fostered as a Bloom, Quin had seen her radiance. Most were afraid of her, and for good reasons. She was smart, probably too smart for the...

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Trash: Interlude IV (Part I)

Interlude IV (Part I)

Leaving It All Behind

(Leah “the Destroyer” Badiaz)

Trembling hands.

Even now, nearly an hour or two after her match. A match that should have just been a simple fight against some unnamed female, Leah felt betrayed.

Betrayed by Sal, betrayed by Gale her former student who had left her at such a state and made it so she almost left the gam...

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Trash: Chapter 50 Show Yourself

Chapter 50

Show Yourself

“Remove your hood.”

Three words spoken with authority. Three words meant to force you to remove any traces of anonymity. Hearing the words, and seeing the relatively calm nature of the prince, I pause for a second. My gaze stating that I am judging him, and finally I nod, an acquiescence to his authority.

With a quick movement, I remove my ho...

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Trash: Chapter 49

Chapter 49

Not A Friend

Chills.

I had chills running down my spine as I slowly walked forward, beckoned by the princeling. A person who all but oozed hair gel, power, and entitlement.

Getting close I could all but smell the scent of aftershave, the same type that is often used to hide body rot and other deeper smells. For someone seemingly so young, it was odd t...

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Trash: Chapter 48 No Good Deed Goes Unpunished

Chapter 48

No Good Deed Goes Unpunished

You know how you can always tell when someone important has arrived, when everyone else goes immediately quiet and immediately begins to drop to the ground.

It doesn’t take a genius to understand, in fact, you don’t even need to see or recognize who the important person is, you just follow suit instantly. All signs of hunger pains fr...

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Trash: Chapter 47 A Family Gathering

Chapter 47

A Family Gathering

“We ask that you give time for royalty and foreign dignitaries the chance to leave first,” Sal’s voice began. “Trust me, you do not want to draw the attention of their bodyguards or service members who have sworn to protect them with their lives.”

At that announcement, a large swath of the upper seats began to move. Watching from the sta...

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Trash: Chapter 46 Shrapnel And Servitude

<<<Author's Note: Slight update at the beginning of the chapter so it doesn't seem as jarring.>>>

Chapter 46

Shrapnel And Servitude

It was over quickly.

Madam Voyou, aka Death Machine, looked haggard from the beginning. Added to that was the fact that her opponent was a perfect counter for her, a speed fig...

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Trash: Chapter 45 A Scald's Power

<<<Author's Note: Attached is roughly how the song should sound, hope you enjoy. >>>

Chapter 45

A Scald’s Power

Honestly, I didn’t know what I expected to hear.

Especially when you hear that a song is dedicated to you. In my past this often meant that some boy would pick up their old guitar and strum out the ...

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Trash: Chapter 44 A Lost Chance

<<<Author's Note: I updated the ending and changed the instrument to "an unusual violin">>>

Chapter 44

A Lost Chance

I will have to admit that most of the battles after the extremely long Tamer section, and after Leah’s battle with Gale all slowly blurred together in one repetitive mix of self-inflicted violence and ...

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Trash: Chapter 43 Orders From Above

Chapter 43

Orders From Above

Ever have one of those moments where you realize that you might have done too much. That you achieved something so monumental that you wouldn’t possibly be able to actually accept the reward?

That was me, right now.

Before me, I saw it, a shiny new Class Skill just waiting for me to accept it, right there.

New Class Skill Possible...

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Trash: Chapter 42 Revenge At Its Finest

Chapter 42

Revenge At Its Finest

Just when I thought things couldn’t get any odder, life always has a way of throwing curveballs at you.

There I was, forced into a “right step pose” where I oddly enough had taken a right step forward from the base position and was forced to hold that step. I’m assuming I was supposed to understand how I was both balanced and unbalanced...

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Trash: Chapter 41 The Fountain of Love

Chapter 41

The Fountain of Love

After watching so many fights and really being forced to watch and dissect everything mentally, I’ve come to a few universal conclusions, especially after testing out my findings by using my own Skills as comparisons.

The first thing is that Skills that used Mana, or at least an attuned aspect requires a breath in to initiate, then based on ho...

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Trash: Chapter 40 Horsey-ing Around

Chapter 40

Horsey-ing Around

Ever notice how a good teacher waits until you finally feel comfortable enough to begin showing a hint of your personality, before bringing you back down to earth with ways to make a normally challenging task even more excruciatingly painful?

“I’ve determined, we are not taking proper advantage of these times between bouts to reflect upon yours...

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Trash: Chapter 39 The Foreign Delegation

Chapter 39

The Foreign Delegation

If there is one rule that I have learned about politics that seems to apply to both my last life, and this world, with would have to be on promoting cultural importance.

Cultural importance: anytime politics get involved in an event, you can expect a bit of the dog and pony show to occur. These are where special forces, some type of special un...

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Trash: Interlude III From the Mezzanine

Interlude III

From the Mezzanine

(Leah “the Destroyer” Badiaz)

As entertaining as the matches were, and they were all entertaining so far, no one could deny the fact that every competitor had all broken ranks to stand behind the flashing lights, to both help their over worked partners in this act, as well as get a bird’s eye view of the action for themselves.

This ...

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Trash: Chapter 38 A Dentist's Nightmare

Chapter 38

A Dentist’s Nightmare

Glug.

The massive anaconda like monster lunged upwards, cutting me off, and heading straight for its master, the Tamer that dared to bring it here while it was in the early stages of pregnancy. Worse, I could already hear the sickening sound of the pregnant monster biting down and almost sounding like it is choking on its master, as ...

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Trash: Chapter 37 Acid Rain

Chapter 37

Acid Rain

Sizzling, popping, bulging.

Seeing melted flesh is never easy to stomach, seeing a once beautiful and majestic creature laid low by an attack isn’t easy either. Even now, I can see the stark contrast between beautiful fur, frantically sizzling fur and skin, and of course the still burning acid.

Fortunately, the acid is the easiest to deal ...

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Trash: Chapter 36 Heel Hydra

Chapter 36

Heel Hydra

In the grand scheme of ick, I assumed there was a hierarchy, a limit to what the world would throw at me.

Spiders, meh. Just squash them and move along.

Snakes, okay. You know just watch out for cupboards and watch where you are going and you will be fine?

Actually, up until a few seconds ago, I would have clearly said the highest ick factor w...

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