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A Tree of Knowledge:
Second Branch Branch
The Game of the Sovereign
My Sovereign Bleeds
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The year was 1785, and this was a year for celebration. The Darkness Family, named after their work in the shadows of night as watchmen, gained a new heir. The first heir in the family for 17 years. This was unprecedented and unheard of in other parts of the country. Rumor had it that this long line of failed marriages and pregnancies was the result of a curse, but Madam Maime and Count Mind shot those rumors down as soon as they arose.
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Of course, then the bodies start piling up. They had to move. Lynching was a common occurrence in those days, no need to add fuel to the fire. It wasn’t easy. The Darkness family weren’t seen as upstanding members of the community—not everyone appreciates the burden of safety. Then there were the rumors of what happened to new brides the day after the wedding. No one seemed to remember seeing any of the brides in the gardens again, after their first tour.
That’s all conjecture, though. This was the attitude of the townsfolk who knew the Darkness family before they became the Darkness family. The townsfolk knew about the sacrifices each member had to make to become worthy, and they grew to respect the family. Each family member had a different sacrifice: Some sacrifices were minor, like shaving their beard with a blunt razor every day for a month to prove persistence, while the other sacrifices were more extreme.
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The Darkness family had a spectacular room, close to the stables, for these sacrifices. It was said—since these sacrifices weren’t seen, compared to the clean faces other men—that this room was where people were tortured to glean information from their own families before they could join the Darkness family. The only thing is, these people were seen after the stable rooms, unlike the new brides.
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It all came to a head when the family was accused of theft and heresy from the local chapel. The question was: How could they amass so much money without being a part of the royal family? They must have stolen it. They must have sold the new brides to the highest bidder to create their wealth, but regardless of what the townsfolk thought, they didn’t get their answer. When the priest awoke on the day of the Darkness family reckoning, they were gone. Their home, bare as the land around the town, and the stable rooms as empty as the empty gold bags strewn across the floor.​
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*Each My Sovereign Bleeds chapter will be released by 6 P.M. EST on Tuesdays.
*Each new week starts on the first of that month, and the upcoming Web Novel will fall in line closest to the Tuesday after the 1st.
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Gaming Across Platforms
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The streets were filled with smog. The machines churned as if it were their last production. The coal and iron used in the outdated machines lay in a pile next to the half-completed track. Who will finish this track now? You had such hopes for your empire, for your beautiful machine. It has all turned to dust. Just like the coal dust in the air.
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Wait! What is that? A new era? We have been saved! We have been saved by the canals with fresh water! A new day has dawned. A new machine spills oil on the paved ground for the first time. Pottery, beer, textiles, clay, or manufactured goods will bring us out of poverty. These are the choices each investor must make.
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Each investor of this dying city has a story and will try to woo you to become their next catch. Will your power be special enough to last an age? The Brass Lantern isn’t always the first choice for a weekend getaway. Sometimes, however, sacrifices have to be made. It’s unfortunate that you could become the sacrifice instead. Which room number will you choose? Room service is always great, but the smell coming from the walls! Ghastly. Oh, if you only knew, weary traveler. If you only knew……
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Energy has become a concern. The power–houses of the land, air, and sea, need to generate energy to power their buildings. Would you choose a coal plant or a nature park to enhance your footprint? Be careful, though, enhancing your footprint amidst your vast empire could come at the cost of complete annihilation of the skies.
Who allowed so much radiation to pile up? That person should be fined, or sent to a dark place to atone for their sins. Radiation and darkness are the same things when you think about it. Except you aren’t thinking about it, you are too focused on your greedy little hands coming out on top.
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*Each My Gaming Across Platforms chapter will be released by 6 P.M. EST on Thursdays
*Each new week starts on the first of that month, and the upcoming Web Novel will fall in line closest to the Thursday after the 1st.
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In the slideshow below, please find your weekly web novels for A Tree of Knowledge. There are two stories for A Tree of Knowledge a week: One on Tuesdays and one on Thursdays. Each Web Novel will have 15 episodes until completion, and then I will start on a new one.
When each web novel is complete, I will add a few images per number of chapters. I prefer adding these at the end to give my readers a chance to form their own images in their head first!
The list of options for the following Web Novels can be found on the interactive page.
In months with five weeks, I will post in the first three weeks and post in the fourth or fifth week, depending on my timetable based on my ghostwriting schedule.
In the future, the next web novels will be available and chosen based on your inputs from the interactive [ page ].​​
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My Sovereign Bleeds
​​ Chapter 1: The Broken Promise
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Yes, mama! I understand the importance of my marriage. I’m sure the Lady Ness knows about how important it is for her family, too. Madam Maime was always quick to remind her son of the family duty and how they bring danger to the family. You can’t be too careful, my dear boy. People have tried abdicating and assassinating you since you were a child. You are the rightful heir and owner of Château Darkness, after all.
Lord Drake had had enough of his mother's musings. It was time to put an end to this: It was time to marry Lady Ness. What an important couple they will be. Lady Ness and Lord Drake. A fine pair of royals for a fine pair of counties along the shoreline. This shoreline dates back centuries, long before the Darkness family made their mark.
Come, come! Madam Maime ushered the wedding planners into the great hall, the greatest of them all. Only the best for her children: They had to give her heirs after all. That’s what all of this was for. To create an empire that would stand the test of time and reach the far corners of the Earth. Madam Maime couldn’t help it. She had to continue the family line, regardless of the cost.
This was how she was raised. Her family made the same sacrifice with their marriage. Royalty had that duty. It was a blessing and a curse for all involved. The intended outcome was noble though, if not a bit selfish. The world needs to be educated on the ways of the Darkness family. How else would we achieve greatness? It was time for the talk: The talk Madam Maime had been dreading.
Come here, boy. Lord Drake, ever the people pleaser and even more eager to get on his mother’s good side, came without question. Yes, mama? Madam Maime shed a tear for her son. The son with light in his eyes, the only light found on Château Darkness. You will be wed tomorrow, but not to the person you love. We have chosen a more suitable match. Please forgive me.
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Gaming Across Platforms
​​ Chapter 1: A Dimly–Lit Street
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Read all about it! Read all about it! The sky is falling. That’s what the papers said anyway, according to the newsboy on that street. The street where I’m not allowed to walk past. They don’t pay much attention to me, that’s a good thing. That way, no one sees when I spend too much time watching the dancers. How could I not?
The windows are so wide. It’s a good thing I can’t read, otherwise I’d buy those papers. Those papers the old man tells me to ignore when we walk past the alley. I know they can read, everyone older than me can read. I don’t see the point of reading, though, pictures are much prettier. Then again, reading about our street, just down from The Brass Lantern, would help my nightmares.
The sounds from that building late at night are odd, almost like a party, but without food and music. The old man says that’s because the people in The Brass Lantern can’t hear, so they don’t know what a party is supposed to sound like. The old man isn’t my father or anything like that. He just lived with us before we moved to the Russet Ravine, an old house at the edge of town.
His room was right at the bottom; papa explained that his bones were too old to walk up the creepy steps now. He used to be able to, apparently. This was his house, before the sky started falling. Nothing good can come of thinking about that, lass. I didn’t realize he was watching me watch the dancers. Where would ya parents find the money to pay for lessons? It was true, my parents are broke.
No dancing, no school, no reading. Just wood carving, like my dad and his dad before him. It didn’t matter that I was a girl; nobody saw me outside the shop anyway. No one would know that their chess and checkers pieces were carved by not–a–boy, or whatever papa called me. We need to make them forget about the sky, remember that. No one cares what parts you have. You have hands, the only parts they care about.
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