Where is TSW?

Hello. This is Erik, the author of TSW. It’s been a long time since I’ve posted another chapter, and I deeply apologize to anybody who have been waiting, and to all the people who have been supporting the story hoping for more.

I’ve gone through a lot of ups and downs since the last post, but don’t worry! I’m doing quite well right now. I’m sad to say that I haven’t been writing as much as I used to, but a lot of it has been my own fault admittedly, not to bore you guys with stuff involving periods of depression and all that. I’m hoping that if I post here, it’ll push me to fall back into my passion again.

At the end of the day, my dream is to write stories. I’ve always wanted to turn TSW into a series of books (restructured entirely of course). I’m living in a new house, new city, with a new job. Everything is fresh. Maybe it’s finally time to try actually fulfilling a dream of mine.

Anyway, thank you all for sticking with me for this long. You’ve all been so supportive. Let’s finish this off with what’s really important.

That’s So Wizard will not die! Whether I return here to continue it, or I publish it officially, I will not kill off everything I’ve worked towards. I love the story and the characters, and I have more to tell. Keep believing in your own magic.

Another Break

Apologies. I’ll need to take yet another break from TSW due to some more things happening in real life. My hope is to soon get to a point in my life where I’ll be able to escape from these troubles. Wish me luck!

TSW: Chapter 87 – Hell on Earth

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Chapter Eighty-Seven – Hell on Earth

Lucy knew that Anzu wasn’t incorrect about her predicament. It had been ages since the need for her to handle a battle firsthand. She felt sluggish—rusty, down to her senses and joints—but she was worst of all bogged down with intense, confusing emotions. It didn’t matter to her in that moment, or perhaps her mind was too scattered to worry, because she knew she had to stop her own sister there and then unless more people were to be hurt.

A fire burned in her eyes. More literally, up her hand. The fingers on her right began to glow like hot iron, with the heat warping the air around her skin. Like a wild animal, she lunged a quick step forwards before slamming down her hand, and from it came huge blade-like waves of fire that burned trails in the dirt behind them. Hellfire Claw!

Four in total came careening towards Anzu. Immediately, she brought up her hands like a cross before her chest, and she stood her ground like a statue in the sand. Her eyes flashed, and ice materialized rapidly in front of her to form a towering shield of frosted crystal. Two of the fiery blasts collided with and shook the barrier. Though it didn’t break, it cracked, and steam shot off to cloud the area around them.

TSW: Chapter 86 – Icy Hot

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Chapter Eighty-Six – Icy Hot

The door opened slowly to a silent, unsettling hall. Lucy stepped inside, followed by her two younger sisters, Kali and then Mara. She took lead, as was her way, and although they didn’t hear anything, they proceeded with subtlety. The home was small and within an ordinary residential district, and although they did have the means to wipe the memory of mortals that may see them, they were on high alert for the potential owners of such an abode.

Complete and utter silence was impossible for all three of them. Kali, being a master of stealth and trickery, was more than capable, but with all of them combined, their footfalls didn’t fall on deaf ears. They suddenly heard the sounds of muffled, panicked voices.

“There’s people here,” whispered Mara.

Lucy brought a finger to her lips, and beckoned them farther. They turned the corner to spot two humans tied to chairs, with not only their mouths gagged, but their eyes covered. There was no need for the latter, unless the culprit knew there was something they weren’t meant to see. It had to be Anzu’s work. She cared that much at least.

TSW: Chapter 85 – Come Together

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Chapter Eighty-Five – Come Together

“Tension continues to rise after the sudden terrorist attack that occurred not long ago in Spokane, Washington. Multiple explosions were set off south of the Holy Cross Cemetery. Fortunately, emergency officials were quick on the scene, but not everybody could be saved. Two reported deaths and over a dozen injured.”

A small girl, though only in height, was sitting alone at a table within a fast-food joint, swiping her finger down across the screen of her phone. In front of her was an empty plate and a half-empty glass of pop. She browsed through various news articles, some with video as was the report on Spokane. Her usual sites were bookmarked and she tapped through them.

Conspiracy nuts online were already mumbling about the attack. She knew that, as much as the government wishes they could, it’s impossible to hide everything. People spoke of weird memories of monsters. People flying. All sorts of things that anyone would dismiss, but Poppet wasn’t buying the cover story.

Her temper grew to a boil as she stared intensely at her plate. Finally, she yelled, “You call this a meal? That was an insult to my refined taste!”

TSW: Chapter 84 – Freedom

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Chapter Eighty-Four – Freedom

As Eldrian remained backed up against the wall upon his mattress, he had to do something, but if he was seen casting a spell, it would yet again be broken. He thought quickly and started to create a magical symbol on the wall with a single hand, and in the meantime, he stalled by speaking. It was slow at first, but the man didn’t notice. Then, he took one final move and blinded him temporarily. That was why he spat. It granted him just enough time to finish, and fortunately, he was none the wiser.

Next all he needed to do was wait for the perfect moment. The spell infused into the wall directly behind his back was similar to his Push spell, but he could activate it remotely. Escape was soon approaching. Just a little farther, and…

The spell went off perfectly, sending Eldrian up and towards the man looming over him. His head crushed the man’s nose and dazed him. He flew over the man laying upon the ground, already preparing another spell, this however was not to be aimed at him.

TSW: Chapter 83 – Doin’ It For Themselves

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Chapter Eighty-Three – Doin’ It For Themselves

Sweat ran down from beneath Lucy’s hair and down the bridge of her nose as her muscles tensed—hands locked on pieces of metal to adjust the direction of their teleportation mechanism. Mara helped as well, though she wasn’t quite tall enough to reach it all. Meanwhile, Kali stood back with her eyes closed, and pointed in various directions.

“That’s right. A little bit to the left… stage left. That’s the other left. And up next. I think.”

Lucy was feeling exhausted, as were the rest of them. They had been tirelessly working toward finding and putting a stop to their sister’s scheme. At the very least, they wanted to speak with her. “You think?”

“Right there! It’s hard to narrow it down to a specific point, but I think Kevin is right about there. You sure about this, though? We’ll probably be popping right into a prison cell or something. You know what they do with wizards there.”

TSW Will Return!

It’s been quite some time. I apologize for the delay, but real life stuff yadda yadda. The important thing is the New Year is coming, and you should expect to see more wizardly adventures sooner than later!

No Chapter Tomorrow

There won’t be a chapter uploaded tomorrow, so don’t be confused! I won’t post a date for the next chapter this time around. While I’d like to release one for next Tuesday, real life has been a little chaotic lately. But TSW will return. Stay tuned~!

TSW: Chapter 82 – Gloves are Off

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Chapter Eighty-Two – Gloves are Off

The voice came again. It struck Kevin with terror that he could hear his close friend calling out from the other end, and with him trapped on the chair, there was nothing he could do. Kevin yanked up on the metal bindings over his arms, which started to dig a groove into his flesh.

“I can’t take it!” Eldrian cried.

Taj, with his walkie-talkie in hand, paced left and right and let the words sink in deep. The room become quiet, apart from the sounds of the man’s footfalls tapping against the concrete floor. Then, he turned, and stared over his his captive. There was less expression on his face than he initially expected.

Kevin stared back up him with a burning ferocity not at all hidden behind his eyes—a fire stoked further by something. There was little fear, which Taj clearly didn’t expect.

“Are you ready to talk?” he asked bluntly. What little patience he had was fading.

“Hell no.”