All Chapters of The Gambler's Isekai: A spin of fate into another world: Chapter 11
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Chapter 11: After the Dust Settles
Smoke lay over the clearing like a wounded sky. The stench of charred wood, burned leather, and goblin blood saturated the clearing. Flames still gnawed at the shattered tents, but even their crackling seemed small against the sound rising from the trees.A roar.Low and deep, so deep that it crawled under Yukio's skin and set every muscle on edge.Then came the footsteps.Thud.The earth shuddered.Thud.Dust rained from the splintered beams around them.Yukio's heart climbed into his throat before he could stop it.Beside him, Michibiki was all focus, without a trace of her usual smug grin. She knelt and pressed her palms against his chest. A soft green glow flared between her fingers, seeping into his skin."Light of Nature: Heal,"She murmured.Warmth spread through his ribs, knitting bone and easing the ache that had crushed the air out of him minutes before. Each breath came more easily now, though it still burned. He blinked against the brightness, flexing his fingers as streng
Chapter 12: Echoes of Home, A Final Embrace
The world went black.The last thing Yukio felt was the cool, gritty press of dirt against his cheek, the metallic tang of blood on his tongue, and that faint, stubborn thrum of triumph in his chest.He didn't lose. He didn't lose.That half delirious, half defiant thought alone held him fixed to existence till all was lost.---Then came silence. Not peaceful, but just absolute, so deep it seemed to swallow even the idea of sound. The dark bled into gray, then blossomed into blinding white.When Yukio opened his eyes, he was no longer on the battlefield. The fire, the blood, the pain. all gone.No ground, no sky, no smell.Just light. Suffocatingly endless light.He stood or so he thought, in a void so vast it hurt to look at: no up, no down, only weightless stillness.He raised a trembling hand to his chest.No pain, no scars, not even the faintest trace of fatigue.Whole again."…Did I die again?"He muttered; his voice was startlingly loud in the nothingness."Well, that's not fai
Chapter 13: All in a Day’s Work
The forest was still. The fight long finished, there was only the scent of damp earth and the faintest wisps of woodsmoke curling lazily into the cooling air. The last orange embers of the campfire glowed softly against the deepening dusk, casting soft, uneven light over Yukio's sleeping face. Michibiki sat cross-legged beside him, the hem of her robe stirring in the light evening breeze, her eyes reflecting the flicker of dying flames as she watched over him in silence. For once, the reckless boy who joked his way through life wasn't moving, wasn't talking-just breathing, slow and steady. She leaned forward, her fingers lightly brushing against his cheek. "Look how peaceful you look," She murmured, a soft smile pulling at her lips. "You're so cute when you're not acting like a lunatic." Her touch must have startled him; his eyes blinked open, dazed, and immediately locked onto her face hoverin
Chapter 14: The First Lesson, From Bed to Beatdown
The room was quiet, too quiet. The only sound was the soft rhythm of Michibiki's breathing, slow and steady against Yukio's chest. In the dim light, he could feel her weight resting comfortably on him, her head tucked beneath his chin. Sometime during the night, she had migrated across the bed again, using him as a pillow as if it was her divine right. Typical. A blaze of light sliced through the darkness before he could even drift back into a deeper sleep, making Yukio flinch and blink blearily at a rectangular window of blinding white energy hovering inches from his face. "Aww, what now…" He mumbled and threw an arm over his eyes. The shimmering air around the glowing panel showed shifting text. --- [System Alert] [System Unlocked: Threads of Fate] New Path Unlocked - Threads of Fate Your tie to fortune is strengthened. Destiny
Chapter 15: The Bar Is Set
Training began just like it had ended: loud, painful, with a splash.A blur of white robes and silver hair cut through the air and, before Yukio could so much as blink, Michibiki's foot connected with his chin. The impact snapped his head back and launched him skyward like a tossed coin. For one dizzying second he was weightless-then gravity caught up.He hit the river with a slap that stole his breath. Water exploded in an outward spray, droplets sparkling in the morning light before crashing back in ripples."Up."Her voice carried easily over the sound of rushing water. Calm, almost bored.Yukio groaned, coughing as the cold water filled his nose. He pushed to his feet, soaked clothes clinging to him like heavy armor. The river ran down his face and hair, but he barely noticed; his body hummed with pain and stubborn adrenaline.Michibiki stood on the riverbank, hands on her hips, the sunlight gleaming off her staff where it was planted in the grass. She looked entirely unbothered—r
Chapter 16: Threads of Fate
The open plain, once a battleground of dirt and noise, had gone still under the gentle mid-morning light. The air was crisp and clean, tinged with the scent of damp soil and pine wafting from the nearby Evergreen Forest. Golden-green blades of grass swayed indolently, whispering secrets to one another in the breeze. The river, which cut through the field, sparkled in the sunlight, its surface rippling like polished glass as it continued on, uncaring about the chaos that had just unfolded beside it. Yukio sat propped against the trunk of a thick oak, the bark rough against his back, his damp clothes clinging stubbornly to his skin. His breathing was steady now, his body whole again thanks to Michibiki's almost frighteningly perfect healing magic. She'd mended his bruises, soothed every muscle, and left him physically sound. But inside, he was wrecked. His pride lay somewhere out in the trampled grass, probably buried under the crater his face had made the last time Michibiki had thr
Chapter 17: The Taste of Magic
The brutal morning sparring was finally over. The harsh glare of noon had softened into the warm gold of late afternoon that cast long shadows across the clearing. Lying on his back in the damp grass, Yukio's body ached in places he didn't even know existed. Above him arced a sky so brilliantly blue it was almost mocking. How much longer? he thought, the idea weighted with fatigue. He tried to remember how many times he had been thrown or kicked or flattened-but the hours long since blended into one interminable haze of pain. A silver-haired face suddenly filled his vision, hovering just inches above his own. Michibiki's sharp eyes sparkled with playful energy, and a grin tugged at her lips. "Get up, Mister," She said brightly. "The next round starts now." Yukio groaned, despair washing over him like a second wave of fatigue. He let out a sigh-long, dramatic, and entirely defeated.
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Chapter 18: Sparks and Steel
The sun was low, casting a deep red and soft orange hue across the horizon. The training field itself glowed in the fading light of day, and Yukio lay flat on his back, arms sprawled wide, staring at the sky like a man who'd just survived a war. He had spent the last few hours trying, failing and trying again to perfect the Wind Sphere. "Man, training like this is brutal," He groaned. "Whose brilliant idea was this, anyway?" He felt as if every muscle in his body was melting, his head pounded, and even his thoughts were sluggish. The combination of physical drills and magic practice had wrung him dry. Suddenly, a familiar silver-haired face appeared upside down in his line of vision. Michibiki leaned over him, her expression caught somewhere between amusement and exasperation. She tapped his forehead lightly. "You dummy,"
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Chapter 19 : Shadows in the Void
Darkness. No light, of course. No sound, either. No ground to support him, only an endless blackness Yukio hovered, weightless, in a nowhere that stretched out in an eternal, suffocating expansExpanse The atmosphere, if he was even in an atmosphere, was bearing down upon him like a living monster, his senses formented by roaring in his ears. "Where. am I?" His voice didn't echo. It didn't even exist, devoured by the void in an instant. Then, a voice, soft, playful, far, far too young for the burden it bore, whispered across the void. "Nowhere in particular. Just in your own head." Yukio twitched, turning towards the noise. "I only brought you here because I couldn't really talk to you directly," The voice lingered, singing, taunting him. Her tone changed, tinged with a sneer he could imagine all too well. "Anyway, I just wanted to give you a heads-up. I'll be sucking up all of the EXP that you gained, so don't freak out when you get down to level one, 'kay? You only have you
Chapter 20: The Road to Trouble
The morning sun shone high above, the sky a flawless blue, while a gentle breeze rustled the leaves above. Yukio, Michibiki, and Kaede walked along a dirt road cutting through the forest. Birds chirped, the air smelled faintly of pine-a peaceful scene, at least until you noticed Yukio's armor. After only two quests, it looked as if it had survived a small war: scratches, dents, and even a few scorch marks. Kaede whistled softly. "Damn, what did you do to your armor? You treat it like trash or what?" Yukio shot her a look, puffing his chest with mock pride. "Hey! It's not my fault monsters can't handle how good I look. They get jealous and go straight for the equipment!" Then, Michibiki smirked, amusement flowing from her voice. "More like you rushed in like a walking training dummy without a plan." Yukio flicked her forehead lightly. "Oh right, remind me again who was supposed to train me before I started fighting monsters?" Before Michibiki could respond, Kaede burst into