After a long few months of prep, I’m ready to start writing! My—as of yet unnamed—project this time around is a cultivation novel with a bit of western fantasy thrown in. As of November 1st, I will be publishing chapters here and over on Royal Road at least twice a week. Hopefully, this way I stay on track and can reach my goal of 50,000 words!
Here’s a sneak peak, a short snippet from my rough draft (it’s a work in progress, so bear with me—this is raw, mostly unedited text):
“Hurry! The first test begins in a few minutes!”
The young man yelled, brushing past MC, who was crouched on the ground. Both wore the pale robes of first year exam participants.
MC ignored him, deft fingers wrapping a strip of cloth around an injured dog’s leg. The animal whined, licking his hand.
“There. You’re all set. Careful around those THINGS, okay?” MC stood, brushing the dirt off his robes. He ruffled the dog’s fur for a moment, before rushing to the exam site. Weaving through the crowd, he found himself lost, until a cheerful shout drew his attention.
“Hey, MC there you are! What happened, you were right behind me, then all of a sudden you were gone?”
SC1 shoved past a young man with long, blond hair, who cast him a disdainful look before moving aside.
“Sorry, SC1. I was preoccupied.”
His friend laughed, clapping MC on a shoulder.
“Again? You haven’t changed a bit, have you? I thought after reaching the third stage of Body Strengthening, you might focus more on impressing the sect leaders during the exam, instead of patching up strays.”
MC shook his head, smiling softly. He had no burning desire to grow stronger nor seek glory in the cultivation world. But his parents wanted him to do well, and as a filial son, he would oblige to the best of his abilities.