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Chapter 12: Preparation Armored Dragon Calendar Year 415 – Claude, Age 10 --- I hit a plateau. For months, my skills had been improving steadily. Sword techniques becoming smoother. Magic growing stronger. The presences inside my head growing clearer with each passing day. Then everything stopped. My body refused to advance beyond a certain point, no matter how hard I pushed. The techniques that had been sharpening now blunted against an invisible wall. Progress that had seemed inevitable became…-
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Chapter 12: Preparation Armored Dragon Calendar Year 415 – Claude, Age 10 --- I hit a plateau. For months, my skills had been improving steadily. Sword techniques becoming smoother. Magic growing stronger. The presences inside my head growing clearer with each passing day. Then everything stopped. My body refused to advance beyond a certain point, no matter how hard I pushed. The techniques that had been sharpening now blunted against an invisible wall. Progress that had seemed inevitable became…
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Chapter 17: Comrade Armored Dragon Calendar Year 417 – Days Before the Metastasis --- I had known Claude for almost my entire life. We had grown up in the same village, played the same games, attended the same lessons. I remembered him as a child before the transformation—loud, boisterous, the kind of boy who found joy in tormenting those weaker than himself. He had been cruel to Sylphy. That was the memory I carried most clearly from those early years. The green-haired girl who cried when he threw…
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Chapter 17: Comrade Armored Dragon Calendar Year 417 – Days Before the Metastasis --- I had known Claude for almost my entire life. We had grown up in the same village, played the same games, attended the same lessons. I remembered him as a child before the transformation—loud, boisterous, the kind of boy who found joy in tormenting those weaker than himself. He had been cruel to Sylphy. That was the memory I carried most clearly from those early years. The green-haired girl who cried when he threw…
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Chapter 14: The Limit We Call Barrier Armored Dragon Calendar Year 416 – Claude, Age 11 --- The breakthrough came when I stopped trying to force it. I was training alone in the forest clearing, running through sword forms that had become as natural as breathing. Dawn light filtered through the canopy, casting dappled shadows across the worn ground where countless sessions had beaten down the grass and hardened the earth. The combat presence was present but quiet, observing rather than directing. For…
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Chapter 14: The Limit We Call Barrier Armored Dragon Calendar Year 416 – Claude, Age 11 --- The breakthrough came when I stopped trying to force it. I was training alone in the forest clearing, running through sword forms that had become as natural as breathing. Dawn light filtered through the canopy, casting dappled shadows across the worn ground where countless sessions had beaten down the grass and hardened the earth. The combat presence was present but quiet, observing rather than directing. For…
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Chapter 5: Anything Wrong? Armored Dragon Calendar Year 412 – Claude, Age 7 --- Two years had passed since the water shattered my mind. I was eight now, though most days I felt much older. The morning sun warmed my face as I sat on the cottage steps, working a small piece of metal between my fingers. The material had been infused with mana during the forging process, turning it from simple iron into something that could hold enchantments. My experiments with magic tools had been yielding mixed results.…
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Chapter 5: Anything Wrong? Armored Dragon Calendar Year 412 – Claude, Age 7 --- Two years had passed since the water shattered my mind. I was eight now, though most days I felt much older. The morning sun warmed my face as I sat on the cottage steps, working a small piece of metal between my fingers. The material had been infused with mana during the forging process, turning it from simple iron into something that could hold enchantments. My experiments with magic tools had been yielding mixed results.…
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Chapter 4: My Son, A Stranger Armored Dragon Calendar Year 410 – Roland POV --- My son was not the boy I raised. The thought had been growing in me for months, lodged in my chest like a splinter I couldn't reach. I watched Claude shape metal at the smaller anvil, his small hands moving with a precision that made no sense for a child who had only been working the forge for a few months. The hammer fell in a rhythm I knew well. Too well. It was the rhythm of a master craftsman, not a boy of six. The way…
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Chapter 4: My Son, A Stranger Armored Dragon Calendar Year 410 – Roland POV --- My son was not the boy I raised. The thought had been growing in me for months, lodged in my chest like a splinter I couldn't reach. I watched Claude shape metal at the smaller anvil, his small hands moving with a precision that made no sense for a child who had only been working the forge for a few months. The hammer fell in a rhythm I knew well. Too well. It was the rhythm of a master craftsman, not a boy of six. The way…
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