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Chapter XX - The hour is come.

90th of Spring, 5859Estate of Sir Algernon, Azdavay / CasamonuToday was the day. It wasn’t yet the time, however, as it was just the morning. Shinasi and everyone else in the barracks woke up with the bell ringing. They lined up in front of the head overseer, and he again paid them their wages.“Today is holiday for the first squad. Now git, and come back by night!” Upon the command of the overseer, the more experienced overseers of the first squad dissolved to make their way to Azdavay or Casamonu. They disappeared from sight on their ste...

Chapter XIX – Ye who hath (re)invented.

84th of Spring, 5859Mount Curry, Azdavay / Casamonu“Soo… Do enlighten us o’ Lady Orange, what’s this?” Hakim was holding an odd device that looked like a wooden pot with a very elongated handle. “Do I throw this at the enemy? I don’t think throwing spoons is going to help much.”“Indeed, young lady. I appreciate your enthusiasm to the cause, and I’m sure that the Almighty is pleased with your hard work, but…” Brown scratched his head “Pray tell, what are we supposed to do with this?”“It’s an ‘Orange Spear-Throwe...

Chapter XVIII – Ye who hath planned.

82nd of Spring, 5859Mount Curry, Azdavay / CasamonuWith a plan set and ready to go, the people of the cave were working hard to prepare themselves for the big day, which would be on the last day of Spring on the 90th. The squads of the estate alternated holidays every decameron; the first squad comprised of the more experienced overseers would be on holiday that day.The first order of business was to prepare for combat. Ideally, there would be no combat needed if everything went to plan, but it wouldn’t hurt to prepare for the unideal to happ...

Chapter XVII – Ye who art determined.

Shinasi entered a room in the basement of Algernon’s mansion, in which lay a musty dungeon (not the fun RPG kind of dungeon). There were instruments meant for unsavory business, the whip and a cane, hung up on the wall. Two cells lay in this dungeon, he walked over to the one he was assigned to ‘attend’ to.In this cell were the two siblings, Ekene and Ejike. Their eyes followed Shinasi with fear. Not a word, other than a few whimpers from the siblings, were exchanged between the two sides.Shinasi spoke slowly. “The boss says that I’ll...

Chapter XVI – Ye who art employed.

“Ahh… That feels good… Right there, right there… Ooh… Thank the Lord…”“Old man, could you be a bit quieter while I’m doing it?”It was right after bath time, and Ayomide was busy with drying everybody’s hair as usual. “[Wind], [Wind], [Wind]…” A lack of towels and hairdryers made her magic essential in making sure nobody got a cold. The wind also doubled as a sort of massage, which was why old man Brown was making those odd noises of pleasure as written above.Tater, who had been the first one to get his hair dried, wa...

Chapter XIV – Ye who art freed.

73rd of Spring, 5859Mount Curry, Azdavay / CasamonuAs summer slowly came to Casamonu, so did even more rain. The elevated position of the freemen still kept cool however, and the rain was less of a bother now that there were more hands to do work that could help mitigate the effects of rain.Hakim and Brown were laboring in the cave during noontime. “Captain, just… yes, right yonder.” It felt surreal, to Hakim and the other observers in the cave, to see a former slave give commands to an otherworlder. The newcomers had been cautious and ti...

Chapter XIII – Ye who art bummed.

70th of Spring, 5859Azdavay, County of CasamonuA group of guards, garbed in most fashionable attire, flanked an equally fashionable carriage. “Make way! Make way for the count!” The crowd moved like a sea being parted in twain, making way for someone who looked way too important to be in Azdavay.This group of upmost pompousness stopped in front of the Azdavay town hall, and a man came out of the carriage. He was a middle-aged man, bearing a snow-white cloak that’d put actual snow to shame. His hoses were made of famous Prusian silk, his h...

Chapter XII – Blessed are the freemen.

Ayomide was walking in a circle around the forest, waiting for Brown to return. She couldn’t move much: she and the old man had agreed to meet up in this spot outside of Azdavay.“May this holy spirit, the holy father, or holy whatever, that leads the old man bring him back safely.” It was getting late. Too late. The old man should have wrapped up his surveying and shopping by now.Just as Ayomide began considering packing up and returning back to the cave, he heard a small crowd chittering and chattering while getting closer to her spot. S...

Second update to Patreon benefits!

TL;DR: I've updated my Patreon tiers and offerings to be more in line with others authors. Those pledging 5$ will still get the same amount of chapters, there's no price increase. The highest tier has been raised to 10$, with a total of 20 preview chapters on offer.So, unexpected IRL events have happened, and I've taken the the oppurtunity to sit down and write as much John Brown Isekai as humanly possible.I've completed ten chapters in the last few days, and I'm happy to announce that I've reached my current goal for ea...

PDF & EPub Download for The Errant Otherworlder

This is the webnovel I wrote, before (or during) when I wrote the original John Brown Isekai story.It's not as flashy or 'based' as the John Brown Isekai, which is why it probably never gathered any attention (plus, it's my first work, there are some mistakes and writing errors that I only corrected later). Still, I hope you'll enjoy reading it. I one day hope that I can get on to writing the second volume of The Errant Otherworlder.

Chapter XI – Blessed are the slaves.

Brown now had a group of slaves staring at him, they of course knew him not. He had only planned to carry out reconnaissance in the town and learn the situation in this foreign realm; he didn’t expect that he’d be having to lead an exodus of slaves this early. The old man took in a deep breath, and let it out while closing his eyes. It was going to be fine. The Holy Spirit would surely lead them to liberty, or so thought Brown. Having confidence, no matter the source, helped one immensely.He opened his eyes again to face the crowd cautiousl...

Update to Patreon benefits!

I've spent extra time, making drafts for two chapters more than I originally planned, so I could increase the amount of preview chapters Patrons get.While I know that these number of preview chapters are still not in-line with other webnovel writers, please know that this is currently the best schedule I can keep up with (1 chapter per week with occasional bursts of chapters on holidays, though I don't think I can call them holidays anymore since I'm working on writing all the time).I plan on increasing the no. of preview chapters a...

Chapter X – Blessed are the fugitives.

“Welcome home, master.” One of the ‘employees’ of Jacob’s café, a white-skinned waitress, bowed down in greeting. A few of the employees did the same in response, even the ones under his mind-control spell as he made them do so. This felt great to Jacob, a former nobody back in Florida.Life was great.Before he could move upstairs to his office, he heard the bell on the door jingle as the first customer of the day entered. “Hmm… This place is in line with how I imagined it to be.” To his shock, this customer spoke in English in ...

Chapter IX – Blessed are the guild-members.

“Oh, Mr. Brown? You’re awake.” Shakir had found Brown sitting alone on a stool that sat far away in the corner of the guild building. It was still early in the morning, so early that the sun hadn’t even come out in fact.“You know, us old folk can’t get much sleep.” Brown had been spending these early hours in prayer while waiting for everyone else to wake up. He planned to go out to the market, to see if there was anything that could help him and Ayomide, once the hour was more suitable.“You’ve got that right. I haven’t had ...

Chapter VIII – Blessed are the soapmakers.

Fields and paddies of wheat, barley, rice, lentils and potatoes lined up alongside Tilia Stream showing hints of impending human civilization. The wheat on the fields was still green; it’d be around a month before the peasants would get to work reaping what they had sown. Unlike the wheat fields, the potato fields were filled with your usual mix of oxen, donkeys and bipedal, dinosaur-like creatures pulling ploughs to unearth potatoes. Brown was happy to see that the crops of this realm were mostly ordinary, things would’ve been hard for him...

Chapter VII – Blessed are the adventurers.

58th of Spring, 5859Mount Curry, Azdavay / CasamonuThe eternal rain came suddenly came to a close in Casamonu as if God himself got tired of the constant downpour. The mountain bloomed once again with life as the temperatures returned to a milder state. It was still cold, especially up in the mountains, but not cold enough to freeze one to death.Brown woke up, seeing the sun shining through the clouds for the first time in weeks. The ground had mostly dried up, making it suitable for travel. It was time.“Young lady… Ayomide! Wake up!” Bro...

Interlude – A day in the (after)life of John Brown.

“Young lady… Ayomide! Wake up!” Brown’s voice reverberated like so in a particular cave in Mount Curry.Ayomide, sleeping under the bear pelt gave her usual response. “Mmh… Give me five minutes… or five hours.”“As a wise man once said, young lady: Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise.”“But I’m not a man…”“That doesn’t matter, does it? Come on, get up young lady.”Ayomide seemed sufficiently convinced by Brown’s words: After a round of yawning and stretching she finally got up to gr...

John Brown Isekai World Map

I've actually made a map for the John Brown Isekai, instead of ripping it from one of my unrelated projects like last time.

Chapter VI – Blessed are ye.

47th of Spring, 5859Mount Curry, Azdavay / CasamonuMount Curry, and the rest of Casamonu, had enjoyed a lucky period of respite from snow or rain. Yet, as spring came in full force, endless rain was now on the menu once more. The soil, already muddy from melting snow, now became marshlike up in the treeless mountains. Those who are sane would avoid travel during these times to avoid being soaked in water and covered in mud. The already deserted mountain path had become even more deserted during this season, except for a few less-than-sane adven...

"John Brown Isekai when?"

John Brown Isekai then.

Chapter V - Her day is marching on!

…this place smells like shit. I thought that the Otherworld wouldn’t be so stinky.Ayomide opened her eyes. She could only see the wide blue sky in this position; she felt as if she was floating. This illusion of floating disappeared when Ayomide noticed that she was still laying on the ground. She quickly raised her head up to see, much to her surprise, that she was still in the same spot as last night. The only difference was the she was now blanketed in fur that smelled… unpleasant, to be polite.“Alright, what is going on here? Anyone...

Illustrations for the John Brown Isekai (Ch. 2-4)

A late Happy New Years to all of you, here's a late New Year's gift from me!

Chapter IV – His truth is marching on!

Welcome, folks of all kinds and dimensions, to the Annual Curry Mountain Brawl!From the top enters a new contender in this year’s brawl, Mister John Brown from Connecticut! He has a special thing just prepared for this occasion folks, and he’s ready to spice up this year’s contest.And standing at the bottom, staring at his rival standing at the small cliff, is Bipedal Bear! It is at quite a disadvantage, some of you might know, for it has picked the low ground for this fight. Yet this veteran of the mountains looks like it is not willing ...

Chapter II – His day is marching on!

Here we see the generic slime monster in its natural habitat. It is quite a sight to behold. With its smooth, semi-transparent body containing blueish tinges that take on the color of the environment, it can camouflage itself and manage to survive in a variety of ecosystems.The Gemeinplatz slime, a term referring to many species of slimes that are commonly grouped into one, is a distinct member of the protozoa. This unicellular organism can be easily seen with the naked eye unlike its microscopic cousins, commonly reaching the size of a fully r...

(First Draft of) Chapter 2 – His day is marching on!

This is, like the previous post, the first draft for another chapter of the Fall of the Slave Harem that I had written four months ago. The chapter isn't even fully complete - I had decided to spend time for a while to develop the story before writing John Brown Isekai again.----------The great plains of not-Kansas had slowly given way to hilly forests near the town, populating these were around five-hundred or so odd people.The people coming out of the town had garments that looked like a Renaissance Fair ran by people who had only a vague...

(First Draft of) Chapter 1 - His soul is marching on!

This was the first draft for the first chapter of Fall of the Slave Empire that I had written a while back. As you might notice, things changed drastically from the second draft that I've posted, enjoy!-----Old John Brown's body lies a moldering in the grave,While weep the sons of bondage whom he ventured all to save;But though he sleeps his life was lost while struggling for the slave,His soul is marching on.- John Brown's Body by William Weston PattonToday was a beautiful day like any other. The sun was shining, the birds were sin...

Chapter 1 - His soul is marching on!

So, I have some wonderful news for the John Brown Isekai! I have managed to find myself a proper schedule in which I can comfortably write one chapter per week, and I've decided that instead of writing another short story (Maid Maid Revolution) I'll begin writing the novel-length John Brown Isekai that I have been promising for so long.This is just a preview for the first chapter as a thank you to all my Patrons, it won't be releasing on RoyalRoad for about two months. I plan on writing a backlog that I'll upload to my Patreon (...

New cover for Total Nekonomic Collapse

The last cover was some unshaded illustration of a Nekopara character I had made, so I decided to make a cover that was a bit more John Brown Isekai-like.

A Peek Into 2023

Full text transcribed from image:So what now? A Peek Into 2023Fall of the Slave Harem (Winter 2023 - Summer 2023)First volume of the novel-length adaptation of the John Brown Isekai: End of the Slave Empire.Fall of the Slave Country (Autumn 2023 - Winter 2024)Second volume of the novel-length adaptation of the John Brown Isekai: End of the Slave Empire.Thank you so much for your support!