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Why do mobs have loot other than berry juice on a muzzle or twigs stuck to their butts? Will Nixen, the paladin of the god of baking, be able to keep his novices alive while not burning his muffins? Why does magic work the way it does in this kingdom? Can a pair of gods playing a game have any care for the pieces they break? Find out in Alchemical Dreams. Disclaimer: Mild profanity, mild gore, not Lit-rpg. Shame at begging for attention, views, ratings, and reviews on Royal Road...little. Cover by Silverstorm4444