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Chapter 13.2: Gael

by Lightsong


‘Whatever it’s thinking, I’m pretty sure it’s bad,’ Aleveri said, looking around her. ‘We’ve known too much. I - I think we can go now.’

‘I know we shouldn’t come here,’ Haka said, grunting. He looked at the shelves, pulling his face and stepping away from them.

Ilami stared at the book, was silent for a few seconds, before she shook her head. Her other hand was turned into a fist. ‘We haven’t known enough. I still can’t figure out why the students should die for entering this place. The academy could’ve silenced them like it did to their families now. Why killed them? We need to search more. We still have time, haven’t we?’

Gael fished out his pocket watch. ‘Thirty minutes more,’ he whispered.

He didn’t know whether they should stay here or not. Half of him was intrigued with what else the Restricted Area kept hidden and the other half of him was reminded by his bare escape from his first visit here. He could still hear the Master’s voice. It seems like we have an intruder. He rubbed the back of his neck and was almost certain he could feel the Master’s breath tickling there.

He steeled himself. He wasn’t alone now. If the Master decided to appear in front of him, he had three other friends to help him fight the Master. Hopefully that would be enough.

‘Let’s search this place until time’s up,’ Gael said. ‘Aleveri and I can search this... library, while you and Haka explore again the Artifacts Room.’

Ilami threw a flat stare at the shelves. ‘Good idea.’

Aleveri sighed, shaking her head while Haka grunted more. He and Ilami exited the library, leaving Gael and Aleveri with the cursed books.

Aleveri turned to him and rubbed her arms. ‘We should be quick. I feel like these books are staring at me. It’s disturbing.’

Gael nodded. They went along the shelves, their backs against each other. There were sixteen shelves in this library, all filled with books of varied relativity to each other. The first eight shelves concerned the history of human experiments while the others wrote in detail about the process of such things. The scope of the experiments reached the entire Sterla, the planet they were in. Each continent provided its own history of experiments, but Arxios stood out. Human experimentation was considered legal in there as long as they were approved by the Council, the ruling party of the country-continent kingdom.

All the histories repeated how the field of human modification was as fictional as alchemist. Failure upon failure fell on these experiments, resulting the subjects to be either severely mutated or dead. However, all the authors agreed more researches and attempts should be made in order to gain more understanding on this branch of science, and that failures were a part of trial and error.

After checking briefly some of the books, Gael felt nauseated. How did the academy find these books, written by the most loathsome authors he had ever known? Presenting your theory in a bland way was one thing; displaying a theory that was immoral and forbidden in a confident and righteous way was another. Without being aware of it, he growled.

‘I’ll be tempted to burn this book too. Xesar’s fire,’ Aleveri hissed, voicing his thought. ‘Check this one.’ The book she gave him was held with the tips of her two fingers.

Gael read at the title, mistakenly sure there was nothing else that would surprise him. The letters were coloured gold.

Nerecia’s Perspective on Human Modification: The Philosophy of Lio

They even involved religion in this? he thought, frowning. He turned back the book.

Most philosophers and religious figures agree Nerecia forbids the study of human modification. They argue that changing the nature of a person goes against the teaching of Nerecia, which encourages the manipulation of natural elements instead. However, an aspect they often do not bring up is the philosophy of Lio, God of Earth. Lio makes it clear in his principals that in order to eradicate evil, we are allowed to use any mean to achieve our goal. This philosophy of Lio becomes the prime reason scientists and magic users in Estagria are involved in human modification.

Gael felt like laughing after reading it. What a joke, he thought. This book was written by a comedian. ‘That’s it. We’re done here,’ he said and went through the door to the Artifact Room. Aleveri didn’t say anything, but he heard her low footsteps following him.

‘What do you guys find?’ Gael asked.

Haka shrugged and leaned against the wall at one side of the room.

Ilami shook her head. ‘Nothing much,’ she said, gesturing to the display of artifacts in glass cases. ‘We find more of these. Since artifacts are extremely valuable, it makes sense the academy keep them in this room and forbid others from entering it.’ She bit her lower lip. ‘Still not enough...’

Ilami’s determination scared Gael. There was no need putting themselves at risk any longer. ‘We’re going out whether you like it or not,’ he said firmly. He nodded at Aleveri.

Both of them moved across the room before Haka joined them. When they were at the stairs, Gael looked at Ilami, raising his eyebrow. Ilami stood there for a few seconds before she let out a low sigh and moved toward them. She stopped in the middle of the room, however, turning her head to her left.

‘What is that?’ she asked, turning left, walking through glass cases of artifacts.

Gael groaned and walked toward her. Maybe he had to drag her out of this room. As he followed her eyes, he thought of how they had explored everything in this room. There shouldn’t be nothing else they hadn’t find -

A doorknob. He was looking at a doorknob, attached to the wall. As his eyes lingered, he found a thin rectangular line around it, the shape of it made him think of a door. He stood beside Ilami, both of them staring at the wall. They missed it. They didn’t think of paying special attention to the wall and missed it.

The doorknob twisted, freezing them.

‘Gael. Ilami,’ Haka whispered. ‘Come here.’

Gael was about to turn around, but the wall - no, the door - cracked, revealing a furry creature behind it. His eyes glowed red.

‘Ah, what a surprise,’ he said. The familiarity of his voice sent Gael’s stomach into chaos. He was the Master. ‘I wasn’t wrong thinking there was something unusual in the air.’ He took a deep breath and showed his fangs.

Despite her eyes widening, Ilami chanted, ‘[insert spell]’, and two fireballs appeared on her palms. She threw them to the Master, but before they could touch him, they hit a barrier which created a ripple-like effect and vanished.

The Master’s smile was savage. ‘What a poor girl.’

‘He’s a Seshier,’ Gael whispered. ‘Magical attacks don’t work on him.’

He pulled Ilami back, retreating from the Master. The gears in his mind worked furiously. Despite knowing full well they couldn’t beat the Master - even when they outnumbered him - he thought of ways to defeat him, at least long enough for them to escape. A Seshier took form of the animal soul he touched with his own. The attributes he gained from it - strength, agility, endurance - would multiply. And he used a wolf form, which made him more lethal.

‘I can’t open the door!’ Aleveri’s shout was high-pitched, fueled by her fear. ‘It won’t open!’

A loud growl came from the Master before Gael realized he was laughing. ‘Why do you think the room is unlocked in the first place. I prefer trapping rats rather than shooing them away.’

Serra, Xesar, please help us, Gael prayed. Bless us with your wisdom and strength. Get us out of here.

It must be done, the voice whispered to him. Why it made itself known now was beyond Gael. I’ve seen all of them and you survive in each one.

As they stepped back, they hit the wall. They could run toward Haka and Aleveri, but it had no use. The outcome would still be the same - the Master would kill them. Aleveri, Haka, Ilami - they were as lacking bless as Gael was at the moment. This was it. This was the end for him, and it was all because he let his curiosity slave him.

And then, a figure stepped in front of them, his back against them. ‘[insert spell]’. Earth started to cover Haka’s body, adapting to his shape and became his armour. He cracked his knuckles. ‘He might be immune to direct magic, but this armour would still be effective.’ He turned back to them, smiling savagely. ‘I’ll beat him.’


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Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night(whichever one it is in your part of the world),

Hi! I'm here to leave a quick review!!

First Impression: Okayy...so with this one I should be able to actually finish halfway through this piece...xD I read the wrong chapter 13 earlier. Well, this one was pretty good, there was a decent amount of tension built up and the ending especially was done quite well.

Anyway let's get right to it,

‘Whatever it’s thinking, I’m pretty sure it’s bad,’ Aleveri said, looking around her. ‘We’ve known too much. I - I think we can go now.’

‘I know we shouldn’t come here,’ Haka said, grunting. He looked at the shelves, pulling his face and stepping away from them.

Ilami stared at the book, was silent for a few seconds, before she shook her head. Her other hand was turned into a fist. ‘We haven’t known enough. I still can’t figure out why the students should die for entering this place. The academy could’ve silenced them like it did to their families now. Why killed them? We need to search more. We still have time, haven’t we?’


Hmm...oh I know where this is going from a few miles away now. Every single time someone makes the very wise move of leaving after the heist is somewhat successful the protagonist wants to stay just a little bit longer to make things clearer and it never seems to end in anything good for anyone involved.

Gael fished out his pocket watch. ‘Thirty minutes more,’ he whispered.

He didn’t know whether they should stay here or not. Half of him was intrigued with what else the Restricted Area kept hidden and the other half of him was reminded by his bare escape from his first visit here. He could still hear the Master’s voice. It seems like we have an intruder. He rubbed the back of his neck and was almost certain he could feel the Master’s breath tickling there.

He steeled himself. He wasn’t alone now. If the Master decided to appear in front of him, he had three other friends to help him fight the Master. Hopefully that would be enough.


Okayy...I suppose this Master is the person that was talking to that dwarf earlier, I don't fully remember but I do remember someone realizing Gael had come inside the Restricted Area and ordering another person to go deal with him. Also hmm, I guess the thirty minute timer has to do with how long the spell will last...so this could definitely get interesting, it seems safe enough at the moment but I get the feeling that the worst is yet to come.

‘Let’s search this place until time’s up,’ Gael said. ‘Aleveri and I can search this... library, while you and Haka explore again the Artifacts Room.’

Ilami threw a flat stare at the shelves. ‘Good idea.’

Aleveri sighed, shaking her head while Haka grunted more. He and Ilami exited the library, leaving Gael and Aleveri with the cursed books.

Aleveri turned to him and rubbed her arms. ‘We should be quick. I feel like these books are staring at me. It’s disturbing.’


Ahh, that feeling of being watched is definitely something you experience a lot when you're sneaking around in secret, its the sort of feeling that can definitely keep you up in a constant state of just feeling odd. That's described nicely there. And they split up now to start searching for things...I have a feeling this is where things could go wrong, that seems like the sort of activity that would take quite a while to do.

After checking briefly some of the books, Gael felt nauseated. How did the academy find these books, written by the most loathsome authors he had ever known? Presenting your theory in a bland way was one thing; displaying a theory that was immoral and forbidden in a confident and righteous way was another. Without being aware of it, he growled.

‘I’ll be tempted to burn this book too. Xesar’s fire,’ Aleveri hissed, voicing his thought. ‘Check this one.’ The book she gave him was held with the tips of her two fingers.


Okayy...well those aren't the craziest book title I've read, but well we're learning quite a bit about the opinions this world has on things in general, and well some of those books do sound a little bit suspicious anyway. Its definitely quite a collection there, and well I'm not sure what they expect to find at this point, but it appears they are simple just seeing more and more horrifying titles with each passing minute and then's are sounding worse every minute.

Most philosophers and religious figures agree Nerecia forbids the study of human modification. They argue that changing the nature of a person goes against the teaching of Nerecia, which encourages the manipulation of natural elements instead. However, an aspect they often do not bring up is the philosophy of Lio, God of Earth. Lio makes it clear in his principals that in order to eradicate evil, we are allowed to use any mean to achieve our goal. This philosophy of Lio becomes the prime reason scientists and magic users in Estagria are involved in human modification.

Gael felt like laughing after reading it. What a joke, he thought. This book was written by a comedian. ‘That’s it. We’re done here,’ he said and went through the door to the Artifact Room. Aleveri didn’t say anything, but he heard her low footsteps following him.


Okayy...well we're seeing a lot of detailed descriptions for the books here. I feel like just maybe you're going a little too detailed on the descriptions. This is a rather tense scene here and some very exciting things are happening so in that case when you create a situation where we have ourselves a bit of a slower pace as a result of a detailed description it kind of reduces the overall tension and make this whole scene seem a little less exciting, so perhaps look into that a bit.

‘What do you guys find?’ Gael asked.

Haka shrugged and leaned against the wall at one side of the room.

Ilami shook her head. ‘Nothing much,’ she said, gesturing to the display of artifacts in glass cases. ‘We find more of these. Since artifacts are extremely valuable, it makes sense the academy keep them in this room and forbid others from entering it.’ She bit her lower lip. ‘Still not enough...’

Ilami’s determination scared Gael. There was no need putting themselves at risk any longer. ‘We’re going out whether you like it or not,’ he said firmly. He nodded at Aleveri.


Hmm, Ilami definitely seems very determined to try and find whatever is hidden in the are at any cost...and well, I have a feeling her recklessness might lead to trouble soon if she doesn't learn to control that. So far it looks like thankfully everyone else has the sense to leave now before the spell wears off so she should be safe.

Both of them moved across the room before Haka joined them. When they were at the stairs, Gael looked at Ilami, raising his eyebrow. Ilami stood there for a few seconds before she let out a low sigh and moved toward them. She stopped in the middle of the room, however, turning her head to her left.

‘What is that?’ she asked, turning left, walking through glass cases of artifacts.

Gael groaned and walked toward her. Maybe he had to drag her out of this room. As he followed her eyes, he thought of how they had explored everything in this room. There shouldn’t be nothing else they hadn’t find -


Oh trust me, mysterious things like that only ever appear right as you're about to leave so they can stay there to tempt you and then put you in a whole heap of trouble before you have any idea of what's happening to you.

A doorknob. He was looking at a doorknob, attached to the wall. As his eyes lingered, he found a thin rectangular line around it, the shape of it made him think of a door. He stood beside Ilami, both of them staring at the wall. They missed it. They didn’t think of paying special attention to the wall and missed it.

The doorknob twisted, freezing them.

‘Gael. Ilami,’ Haka whispered. ‘Come here.’


Here we goo...I just know something is about to go wrong...its all a perfect setup. There's the extra curiosity, two of them then going to check it out despite the protests of everyone else...well this is maybe not going to end well here.

Gael was about to turn around, but the wall - no, the door - cracked, revealing a furry creature behind it. His eyes glowed red.

‘Ah, what a surprise,’ he said. The familiarity of his voice sent Gael’s stomach into chaos. He was the Master. ‘I wasn’t wrong thinking there was something unusual in the air.’ He took a deep breath and showed his fangs.

Despite her eyes widening, Ilami chanted, ‘[insert spell]’, and two fireballs appeared on her palms. She threw them to the Master, but before they could touch him, they hit a barrier which created a ripple-like effect and vanished.


Oh dear....here we go...sometimes I hate it when my predictions turn out to be true...oh on, I hope they get to leave this time, maybe Ilami being who she is will end up helping them out, but otherwise this situation has just gotten very serious and I have no idea what might end up happening to these four.

He pulled Ilami back, retreating from the Master. The gears in his mind worked furiously. Despite knowing full well they couldn’t beat the Master - even when they outnumbered him - he thought of ways to defeat him, at least long enough for them to escape. A Seshier took form of the animal soul he touched with his own. The attributes he gained from it - strength, agility, endurance - would multiply. And he used a wolf form, which made him more lethal.

‘I can’t open the door!’ Aleveri’s shout was high-pitched, fueled by her fear. ‘It won’t open!’


Oh yes...this is going in a very interesting direction, a terrifying direction for sure, but of course it looks like maybe we're just about to witness the first instance of a proper fight between an enemy and this group of four. Perhaps we can finally see both the fighting people in action.

A loud growl came from the Master before Gael realized he was laughing. ‘Why do you think the room is unlocked in the first place. I prefer trapping rats rather than shooing them away.’

Serra, Xesar, please help us, Gael prayed. Bless us with your wisdom and strength. Get us out of here.

It must be done, the voice whispered to him. Why it made itself known now was beyond Gael. I’ve seen all of them and you survive in each one.


I like how you manage to very subtly let us know what kind of thing they are fighting here and just how bad the odds are stacked against the four friends here. It really puts this fight in perspective rather nicely and you know about how afraid you should be of the outcome here.

As they stepped back, they hit the wall. They could run toward Haka and Aleveri, but it had no use. The outcome would still be the same - the Master would kill them. Aleveri, Haka, Ilami - they were as lacking bless as Gael was at the moment. This was it. This was the end for him, and it was all because he let his curiosity slave him.

And then, a figure stepped in front of them, his back against them. ‘[insert spell]’. Earth started to cover Haka’s body, adapting to his shape and became his armour. He cracked his knuckles. ‘He might be immune to direct magic, but this armour would still be effective.’ He turned back to them, smiling savagely. ‘I’ll beat him.’


Ooooh, this is an interesting pair of paragraphs to end. We start by Gael coming to the logical conclusion that neither of them had the ability required to beat the Master and pretty much giving up and accepting his fate there while in stark contrast to that Haka decides to charge the master and see what happens almost..he seems very confident there...and there's a tiny spark of hope.

Aaaaand that's it for this one.

Overall: Overall, I think you did a pretty good job on this one here. There was a tiny couple of spots towards the middle I feel could do with some improvement which I pointed out but for the most part and especially towards the end, this was really well done here. :D Very excited to see how this fight ends up going next. :D

As always remember to take what you think was helpful and forget the rest.

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Hi, Lightsong! Pan dropping in for a review. Let's get to it.

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‘Whatever it’s thinking, I’m pretty sure it’s bad,’ Aleveri said, looking around her. 'We’ve known too much. I - I think we can go now.’


Something doesn't sit right here. It's partly a tense issue, but I think it's also a meaning thing. I feel like her saying 'we know too much' and then saying 'I think we can go now' doesn't go together. It's hard to put into words, but it's something to do with the mood of 'can' - it doesn't seem forceful and certain enough. I feel like it should either be this:

‘Whatever it’s thinking, I’m pretty sure it’s bad,’ Aleveri said, looking around her. ‘We know too much. I - I think we should go now.’

Or this:

‘Whatever it’s thinking, I’m pretty sure it’s bad,’ Aleveri said, looking around her. ‘We know enough. I - I think we can go now.’

‘I knew we shouldn’t have come here,’ Haka said, grunting. He looked at the shelves, pulling a face and stepping away from them.


As I've mentioned before, you don't pull your face, you pull a face. 'Pulling his face' makes it sound like he's yanking his cheeks with his fingers.

‘We don’t know enough. I still can’t figure out why the students should died for entering this place. The academy could’ve silenced them like it did to their families now. Why killed them? We need to search more. We still have time, don’t we?’


This chapter suffers quite a lot from tense issues, so that's something that's going to need looking at when you go through and edit this. I also think there's a fault in Ilami's logic, because it could easily be the case that killing the students was how they silenced the families - as a kind of 'say anything and the rest of you will go the same way' sort of threat. There's also the fact that the students probably found out the truth about what was going on in the academy, and it makes sense to me that they would be killed to stop the secret getting out.

If the Master decided to appear in front of him, he had three other friends to help him fight the Master. Hopefully that would be enough.


Poor, naive Gael!

The scope of the experiments reached the entire Sterla, the planet they were in.


I find it jarring when you drop these kind of details in - it feels like it's only there for the reader's benefit. It would be like me randomly saying 'war stretches across the entirety of Earth, the planet I am on'. I'd change it to something like 'the scope of the experiments spanned across the entire planet' or something like that.

After checking briefly some of the books, Gael felt nauseated. How did the academy find these books, written by the most loathsome authors he had ever known? Presenting your theory in a bland way was one thing; displaying a theory that was immoral and forbidden in a confident and righteous way was another.


I don't really feel nauseated. Like I mentioned in the last chapter, I feel like you're telling me about the horrors from a distance rather than really showing me them. Could you delve more into the grim specifics of what the books talk about? If you want to make my skin crawl, you need to give me more detail about what they're doing. Just saying it's awful and disgusting doesn't cut it for me.

‘We found more of these.


‘He’s a Seshier,’ Gael whispered.


Seshier? You did a short story about those a while back, didn't you? I can't remember what they are exactly. Something to do with possessing animals? I do recognise the name.

he thought of ways to defeat him, or at least hold him off long enough for them to escape.


I'd just suggest adding this in to make the meaning clearer - you can't really defeat someone for a long time because it's not a continuous process. They either are defeated or they aren't.

it was all because he let his curiosity enslave him.


'Slave' as a verb means 'to work excessively hard'. 'Enslave' means to make someone into a slave, so it fits better in this sentence.

‘He might be immune to direct magic, but this armour will still be effective.’


The will/would distinction is still tripping you up in places.

Overall Thoughts

1) I'm really interested in the voice! I'd almost forgotten about that. Seeing as Gael was praying before he heard it, I'm now wondering whether the Naturals (or one of the Naturals, at least) is actually talking to him. But why? What is Gael's role in this whole thing? How does it link to him losing his blessing?

2) I might have mentioned this before, but your choice of verbs sometimes leaves a lot to be desired. Verbs are such powerful descriptors - more powerful than adjectives, I'd argue - but you often go for straightforward, bread-and-butter type verbs that get the job done without really contributing to the imagery. Take a line from the last paragraph, for example: 'earth started to cover him'. 'Started to cover' doesn't tell us much, does it? It doesn't give us any sense of how the earth covers him or how it actually moves. If the earth crawled or slid or latched onto his body, it would give us a more powerful image.

3) While the Master's taste for killing does offer an explanation as to why it was so easy to get into the Restricted Area, it still stretches the suspension of disbelief. Does he really just sit around in the back all day waiting for intruders? That doesn't seem feasible. He's surely got other things to do a lot of the time, so I'd still expect it to be locked up.

He's a bit of a cliché, as well. A super-powered boss who delights in hurting people and taunts his victims before striking. He's very black-and-white evil, and there's nothing about him that really makes 'ooh, that's a character trait I've never seen before'. Here's a question: what does the Master do when he's not being evil and violent? What does he do in his down time? If you can't answer that question, you don't have a rounded villain.

4) I am glad they got caught, though. Something bad needed to happen after the ease with which they got into the place, and it is good to see the Master after having wondered about him for so long. I just feel like you're succumbing somewhat to the pressure of trying to make him match the hype, and because of that he's getting a bit parody-evil. You need to think of him as more of a person than a villain. Still, I'm really looking forward to seeing Haka fight, because I think this is the first time we've actually seen him get into a proper battle. Let's see if he deserves his reputation.

Keep writing! :D
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I knew it was a trap! (Okay, actually, I didn't, but I 100% expected them to get caught.)

For me, the most fascinating part about this was everyone's reaction to finding the blasphemous material and how that affected their opinions on whether or not they should just get out of there.

Ilami - I find it telling and expected that Ilami, once presented with a small bit of evidence, insists they need to dig deeper and uncover the conspiracy, presumably so they can expose it. When presented with what she sees as evil, she wants to chase it down and destroy it. This is exactly what I'd expect of her based on what I know so far.

Aleveri - In contrast, Aleveri just wants to leave and forget they saw anything. I think this is a really good contrast to have. It shows that she's less curious and less brave, but also possibly more rational - she's right that this knowledge is dangerous and could get them killed. However, she doesn't argue her point of view, instead going along with what the others do, showing that she's hesitant and not confident in herself.

Haka - I feel like you're missing out on an opportunity to characterize him more. He thinks they shouldn't have come, but why? He doesn't strike me as someone who would get cold feet because he's afraid. I think he doesn't really care what horrors the academy is up to - I think he thinks it's none of his business and he wants to stay out of the whole thing, and that he doesn't care that people have been killed because of it. But I really don't know, and you missed an opportunity to give us an insight here.

Gael - Gael's scared, and you do a good job of showing that fear and then him rejecting it. But you don't tell us his reasons for staying, other than that he thinks they can fight the Master. What more information does he think he's going to find? What does he think he's going to do with that information?

I thought the twist that the Master had been waiting for them the whole time was a well-executed twist, but that him being a Seshier felt a bit convenient because we'd never heard of a Seshier until now. Because we don't understand the limits of the magic system or all the things you can do with it, I don't even have a good sense for how powerful or rare Seshiers are, though I'm assuming fairly powerful. It just feels out of the blue, since until now the magic system revolved entirely around spells, with no mention of channeling animal spirits.

All in all, definitely my favorite chapter yet. The continued disgust reactions from the four did a really good job of creeping me out and starting to feel the horror they feel at what they've walked into. I still think it's possible that it'll turn out the people doing this actually have good motives for researching this stuff and that they actually do want to improve people's lives, but they're killing people to keep it quiet, so either way... pretty awful.

And I'll leave it at that! Can't wait for the next part, so get writing! :D





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