Novels by Dr. D. Watcher

"Power is passed down through kinship," his father said, wearing the same dark cloak as Ivar.They were in the middle of the forest circled by the wall of trees the same as his father did on their camp, with just enough space for the ritual."As my son, it means that the ability to command nature using breath is already in your blood. However, it has to be awakened by a ritual that should be done at the right age, or as long as the person is prepared....Are you?"Ivar gulped. He stood next to a pentagram carved out on the clearing along with the candles and burning incense.Glancing at the bright full moon above him, Ivar took a step forward."Yes, I am ready."Rowan started to chant eerily, with his voice so loud it could be heard far back in the camp. Ivar didn't recognize the words his father was uttering. Perhaps it was the language of

The dinner was almost ready when he arrived home as he smelled venetian stew lingering in the air. Beside his rumbling belly, he also noticed differences in the camp too. With the torch's all around, it didn't take him long to notice how the place became more spacious. More convenient. The small clearing where he usually spent his time also widened. Is that bad? No. He was not surprised by how the trees shifted to change the camp's border, he questioned why the whole cabin was rebuilt into...well, more like a formal house rather than a temporary one. "We're staying," Dina said as if reading Ivar's mind. "Wash your hands over there, and make yourself useful by washing those dishes. And have you seen your father?" "He said he'll try to communicate with the spirits around the forest." "The well is clean. You should be able to fetch water." "But how?" "Don't ask me, Rowan and Harald sucked the water from the river up he

"Divine alchemy is about transmuting Hajin—the god-particle that can be found everywhere in nature— and turning it into supernatural abilities," Rowan began.We are known as the Wheezer— an alchemist who transmutes Hajin by breathing.There are many types of Alchemy other than Wheezing. Your mother is a Tippler, and your late uncle Han was a gobbler. However, we won't be talking about them today.""But, father, how did you know that I am a wheezer if my power hadn't been awakened yet?""Hmm. I saw you."Ivar gulped. Did he know about the vines? Does he know all this time that it was him who have caused them to moved in the cabin?"Last night, I saw your Lifesphere for the first time. And I can tell from it that you are Wheezer like me, and your brother."Ivar sighed in relief. What would they do if they knew?"Back to our lesson," Rowan interrupted Ivar's thought."There are 3 pillars of Wheezer's Alche

A huge arrow hit the deer in its flank, pinning it into an oak tree. Another one tried to run deeper into the woods, but the branches went to life and bent itself to trap the poor creature.Ivar followed his father as they emerged outside the bush."Go, kill it," his father said, tossing a blade to his son. Ivar reluctantly went towards the tangled branches where the wriggling deer stuck. He felt sympathy for the creature as it wailed. He held it steady for a moment and made a quick stab in its throat. Its struggling stopped and the branches pulled back to their normal position.Blood oozed as he dragged his kill towards his father, pelt brushing the grass."You're learning," his father said."But next time, don't hesit

Gathered at the large cavern hidden under the temple were three hundred hooded figures in black robes. They stood around the burning incense and other offerings that lay at the center of the pentagram painted on the floor, with white candles at each corner."Tonight is the night promised to us by Croven, our savior," said the man in the middle."All men die, but not all have the honor of dying with God... To be a living sacrifice to Him..."They shifted uncomfortably as if reconsidering what they had already decided."....and in return, we shall receive his divine salvation. A gift that non-believers will envy!"The men nodded. There were whispers in the corner, and few brief discussions regarding the process but they soon came to halt as the high priest raised his staff."Anyone who doesn't wish so, can leave right now."The men stood st

Hajin— the life force of god that is present all around the planet. It is found in the oxygen that we breathe, the minerals found on the earth, and it is sensitive to thoughts and emotions that they can blend into them. Sliver of god— A part of god's power that he gave to alchemists when he was dying. Every thousand years, a god dies and it has to choose another person to pass his power. However, the current god, Croven, saw this as a distasteful, ineffective, and lonely job. So he decided to divide his power to the wise people whom he trusted, who would later become the Alchemists. Lifesphere— an aura that surrounds the body of a person that consists of the soul, mind, emotion, and hajin. The bigger the Lifesphere, the more control the person has on the environment. Types of Alchemy Wheezer— A name for people who practice a rare type of Alchemy that uses breath to provide stre