Y/N Kayama is the daughter of the R-rated hero Midnight and is also a little finding a caregiver/Daddy. Bakugo is also looking for a Little, lucky him he finds Y/n coloring in a coloring book with a paci on his first day in UA class 1-A.

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Compilation of Manga, Anime and Novels Timeline.

All credits each Timeline go to the Original Posters and Contributors of said Post.

This Compilation created for Fanfict authors who want to or currently writing.

I woke up in a cryonics capsule on a deserted waste land without any memories, I see posters of a tyrant in a language I don't know and there are no signs of life of any kind. I have to make a plan before I die of starvation.

I remember my last visit to a concert. It was a very memorable moment. The stadium was filled with a lot of people, fan boys and fan girls alike. And when the lights are turned off, a calm purple ocean lits up. When the show is about to start, the purple ocean would make great waves, along with the fans shouting their bias' stage name while waving the fandom lightstick. After that, the idols begin to perform on stage. Funny to think that other fans end up with tears instead of jumping and screaming 'i love you'. But I intend to keep it myself. 

My 28 years of existence was purely tiring! But very satisfying at the same time. Today is in the middle of summerand right now, I'm hanging round in my work room. There are set of paintbrushes on a small stool, coloring pencils on the desk, paints and other materials. Painting is my hobby, I'm about to finish my painting portrait, all it needs is a few dabs of a brush. 

Staring at my masterpiece, I've painted 7 handsome boys in a couch wearing precious smiles.

I kept staring at it then my eyes started to tear, I was smiling still. I skidaddle out of the workroom to my room. I have tons of stuff in my room. Posters glued on walls, individuals, group posters, merchandise, lightsticks, you name it. I also had a small library of books with dozens of albums right below it. I bounced on my bed then grabbed my one and only photo album.
I looked inside and saw memories of me taking selfies with seven boys.

Those are such wonderful times

Turning back time is impossible for a mortal to do so. And it's against the universe to turn back time itself. We'll just focus on the present, as the past turns into a lesson or a memory. 

But in this story, we will go back in time.























8 years before 2020.


























When Rina is 19 years old.




























When a simple argument turned into 7 golden years.

Kyung Rina/Nara is a young teenager who recently studied medicine in Japan to take a break from her past job. At first, she thought nothing could stand in her way into forcing her to go back to filming. All of a sudden, Bang Shi Hyuk, is Rina's other step brother, called to hire her to be a manager because of her skill, intelligence, and her sense of perfection.

Shi Hyuk had a hard time convincing her until he thought of a plan to lure her, fortunately Rina fell for it.

So Rina have to encounter the hardships of the company, to strive her best in transforming 7 ordinary boys into the brightest stars of the universe.









Disclaimer: the pictures in the cover is from pinterest

For the rest of their lives, Kate and DJ Freeze raised their baby in the warehouse, staying hidden from the police.

While they were doing that, DJ Freeze called a friend who brought them some money, so they could be able to buy food and he also is used as another form of teleportation.

DJ Freeze took a job at a restaurant with the help of his friend because this exact friend got shot by the police since he was selling illegal drugs.

Kate would teach her baby who to walk, trying to teach her to talk, and dance.

Soon, at age 3, her baby was able to walk and talk like a normal girl.

Kate named her baby Kanisha.

Kate and Kanisha had fun together, until DJ Freeze came back.

DJ Freeze would bring them some food after work.

Since the police finally got off their back.

Kate and DJ Freeze decide to move into the city, once DJ Freeze gets enough money.

In December, DJ Freeze finally has the money, so the whole family gets into the car, and goes to their new house.

On that exact day, they unpack the stuff that was in the warehouse, which wasn't much, just clothes.

Also, on that day Kanisha turned 4, so she went to preschool.

That day is the first day Kanisha is on her own and she was happy at first, but the problem was she was shy.

An adult noticed that Kanisha was all alone, so she gave her a book.

This book is about a girl who is lonely as well.

Kanisha thanks the adult and runs to a chair.

This adult has long blonde hair, white skin, wearing a yellow dress, and heels.

This adult's name is Ms. Bethany.

Ms. Bethany watched happily as Kanisha was reading the book she gave her.

"So, what did you do this time?" another adult asked Ms.Bethany.

This other adult has long brown long hair with green highlights, wearing a red shirt with yellow stripes, blue jeans, and teal shoes.

This adult's name is Ivanna.

Ivanna sees Kanisha reading a book and she recognizes the book.

"Bethany, you were supposed to throw that book away because the council told you that was a bad influence", Ivanna reminded Bethany.

"I know, but look at her", said Ms. Bethany.

Ivanna sees Kanisha smiling, while reading.

"I guess she is looking happy", said Ivanna.

But, that happiness stopped, when somebody took the book out of Kanisha's hand.

Kanisha tries to get her book back, but the adult that took it, threw the book away.

Ms. Bethany runs to Kanisha who started crying.

"Bethany, we told you that book was supposed to be thrown away, so I'm going to do that", said The adult.

The adult has short blonde hair with a mix of brown hair, some of her face is covered, white skin, wearing a red dress, and heels.

Her name is Isabella.

Isabella takes the trash can that has the book, Kanisha was reading.

"Are you okay?" Ms. Bethany asks Kanisha.

"I'm fine, uh, Ms", said Kanisha, whipping her tears.

"Ms. Bethany", said Ms. Bethany.

"Can I make friends like in that book?" Kanisha asks Ms. Bethany.

"You mean imaginary friends?" Ms. Bethany asks Kanisha.

"Yes", said Kanisha, looking kind of happy.

"Sure, it's normal for kids your age", Ms. Bethany told Kanisha.

"Hold it, can I borrow Ms. Bethany?" said Ivanna.

"Sure, but please don't take too long", said Kanisha.

Ivanna leads Ms. Bethany away.

"Girl, we're supposed to lead kids to make real friends, not imaginary friends", Ivanna whispered.

"But, look at her, she is shy and nervous, she can't immediately make friends; plus she is already interested. So, let her have fun", Ms. Bethany whispered back.

"Sure", Ivanna whispered.

Ms. Bethany goes back to Kanisha.

"So, you want to make imaginary friends?" Ms. Bethany asks Kanisha.

"Yeah, but I need to know how to do that because I only read the part of the book which explains what imaginary friends are", Kanisha admitted.

"Well, that's easy", said Ms. Bethany.

Ms. Bethany leads Kanisha to the coloring zone.

At the coloring zone, there are crayons, colored pencils, paper, and notebooks.

Ms. Bethany grabs some materials and gives it to Kanisha.

"All you have to do is draw the friend you want to make and then use your imagination to bring it to life", Ms. Bethany helped Kanisha.

"But, I don't know how to draw", Kanisha blushed from embarrassment.

"It's okay, I can help you, just tell me what you want it to look like", Ms. Bethany insisted.

"Are you sure?" Kanisha asks Ms. Bethany.

"Absolutely, I will be right by my side", Ms. Bethany smiled.

Kanisha tells Ms. Bethany for her first friend, she wanted her to the same size as her, she also told her to give her fluffy brown hair, brown skin, wearing goggles on her head, blue dress, a belt that has test tubes attached to it, white shoes with test tubes on it, bracelets with tiny test tubes on it.

Ms. Bethany was surprised by Kanisha's request, but still followed Kanisha's directions.

Kanisha also tells Ms. Bethany that she wants the name 'Sciencia' on top of the picture.

Ms. Bethany shows Kanisha the results.

Kanisha smiles and hugs Ms. Bethany.

Ms. Bethany hugged Kanisha back.

"Do you want to make more friends?" Ms. Bethany asked Kanisha.

"Is there a limit?" Kanisha asks Ms. Bethany.

Ivanna watches Ms. Bethany and Kanisha get along, then walk to them.

"Hey, what are you two up to?" Ivanna asks Kanisha and Ms. Bethany.

"Ms. Bethany is drawing my new friends, do you want to join us?" Kanisha explained.

"Sure, what is the next friend, you want to make?" Ivanna asks Kanisha.

Kanisha tells that she wants you to draw two people, the first one of the people is a girl who has long blonde hair, white skin, wearing a pink dress, earrings, and heels. The second one is a girl who has long black hair, brown skin, wearing a purple hoodie, blue jeans, and white shoes.

"You have names for them?" Ivanna asks Kanisha.

Kanisha gives the first girl the name 'Kisa' and the second girl is named Dumbra.

"So, are you ready?" Ms. Bethany asks Kanisha.

"Not yet, I want to make some more", said Kanisha.

"How many more?" Ivanna asks Kanisha curiously.

"Three", Kanisha answered Ivanna's question.

"I guess three more wouldn't hurt", Ivanna decided.

Ms. Bethany and Ivanna help Kanisha.

Ms. Bethany draws next, the person she draws is a boy who has wolf ears, long silver hair, white skin, wolf tail, wearing a green shirt, blue jeans, and white shoes

Kanisha gives the name 'Wolfie' to the person.

Ivanna draws a girl who has long blond hair in a ponytail, wearing a black dress, and heels.

Kanisha gives the name 'Alex' to the girl.

The last person that is drawn is a girl who has long silver/brown hair, wearing a white dress with pink ribbons, ribbon on her head, and white heels holding an umbrella.

That person's name is Aki.

Kanisha thanks Ms. Bethany and Ivanna and give both of them a hug.

Ms. Bethany and Ivanna smile and love how happy Kanisha is.

"I know what to do next, I'm going to give my friends powers", said Kanisha.

"Powers?" Ivanna questioned.

"Yeah, I thought it would be cool to give them cool powers, is that okay?" Kanisha explains thoroughly.

"Of course, they are your imaginary friends, so have fun", said Ms. Bethany.

"Yeah, it's totally fine", said Ivanna.

"Great, then I'll start", said Kanisha.

Kanisha starts writing the character's powers, which got other kids attention because she would explain the character's backstories to Ms. Bethany and Ivanna.

"What can the other characters do?" a random kid asked.

Kanisha explains more about the other characters she thought of, while explaining this, the kids ask her a bunch of questions.

Kanisha and the kids start to get along.

With the kid's enthusiasm, Kanisha brought her imaginary friends to life.

The kids play with Kanisha and her imaginary friends.

Some of the kids get bored and stop playing with Kanisha and play amongst each other.

Soon, Kanisha just kept playing with her imaginary friends, and didn't really care about the other kids.

Ivanna and Ms. Bethany gives each other a high five.

After five minutes, Kanisha got tired, so Ms. Bethany gave her a sandwich and an orange juice.

Ivanna and Ms. Bethany sits down and drinks some tea.

"Okay, maybe you were right, maybe this wasn't a bad idea", Ivanna admitted.

"I'm glad, you feel that way, look", said Ms. Bethany.

Ivanna sees Kanisha talking to her imaginary friends with a smile, when somebody taps on her shoulder.

It's a girl who has long red hair, white skin, wearing a red hoodie, blue jeans, and white shoes. She is the same age as Kanisha.

"Hi, my name is Kaumu, do you want to be friends, if it's okay with your other friends", said The girl.

"It's okay, I would love to be your friends", said Kanisha.

Kanisha and Kaumu shake hands.

This is the start of a beautiful friendship.

Kanisha is shy and nervous, but she grows because of her imaginary friends and makes new friends

"Let go........" 
Allowing the sleep to pull back from her eyes, Denise awoke confused. Staring up at the ceiling for a brief moment she gathered her thoughts. 
"Dreaming?" She thought. "Maybe... who knows...?" 
Usually when she dreamed she remembered them yet, now, no thoughts lingered. Denise was gifted and with her unusual talents she was able to have more control over dreaming than most people and now as she stared blankly at her ceiling there was nothing on her mind. 
Reaching for her cell phone the luminescene read 5:57 a.m. She even managed to wake up before her alarm which was set for six thirty.
"Well I don't have to be up just yet... just a little longer..." she thought.
She rolled over on her side and allowed her lids to fall to gain whatever sleep she could get before school. As her eyes made their final decent once again she heard the small voice echoing in her ears as though someone was whispering right next to her. She could even feel the slight breathing with the words....
"Let go....." 
More startled than before she frantically sat straight up and quickly reached for the dome light that was placed neatly in the bed frame within arms reach of her head. As her heart began to race she scanned the small surroundings. Her nightstand covered with yesterday's clothes, her laptop, and a picture of her and her dad rested itself neatly next to the hampered laundry. Everything the way she left it. Her eyes made their way across the small area moving from the dresser with neatly folded linens, to the reflecting glow off the posters that hung tastelessly in her room and back again to curtains that draped over her windows ensuring to protect the small amount of privacy she had considering she was the oldest of four. 
Her room was no different than any other eighteen year old girls room. Posters of popular star icons hung on her wall, which she only kept them for show. Small piles of clothing littered the floor along with crayons, a toy car, and a coloring book with one page half torn out all belonging to her younger siblings. There was nothing out of the ordinary. No creepy shadows waited to pounce from any corner of the room, the toy cars didn't drive by themselves nor did the crayons magically appear to be coloring in the books. But something had made her company and for the time being it was only limited to a voice. 
Once again eyeing the vicinity of her room she made out every detail. Nothing stirred and no sound arose. She tilted her head listening for shuffling feet. Satisfied she slumped back down under her covers.
Besides being jolted by the sound she felt nothing disturbing about the entity. She was sure anyone else in her current situation would have made their way screaming down the halls frantically swinging some weird object around waking everyone in the house before eventually ramming their head into a wall and causing more harm than good, but, having a firm head on her shoulders, Denise knew that would do no good. Although she chuckled at the idea. 
Shifting into a more comfortable position she listened for anything that may try to make contact but was not visible to the naked eye.
Because of her open-mindedness Denise didn't believe in ghosts, poltergeists, or any other spectral anomaly that had some kook on T.V. claimed they could receive messages from. She knew whatever had made contact with her was on this plain of existence. She just needed to find out the connection. 
Whenever she chose to use her own ability a great deal of concentration had to take place. Thinking of her unusual gifts she ran through the scenarios that crossed her mind. She would have to focus and close her eyes, with thoughts of winter, hail and blizzards furiously racing until... 
Feeling it she found what she was looking for. She closed her eyes and listened.
The voice arose once again. This time it was a little more than a whisper and came echoing inside the walls with no general direction, as though it was from some distant plain and the harmonious sound reflected all around the the small square footage of her room. 
This time she could make out that the voice was a males.
Speaking softly he said. "Let go... she needs your help..... she is the key...." 
Answering back she asked. "Who? Who needs my help...?" 
Before she could get an answer back, she cut into the silence. "Key? What key?" 
"Let go.... you'll find out."
Unsure of where to take the conversation she asked. "OK, let go of what?" 
Keeping her eyes closed the voice started to fade as though it was done with their feeble conversation.
"..."
As it washed out in the distance she couldn't make out what he said. 
Feeling as though she was fighting a losing battle she asked once again in an attempt to bring the voice back. "OK who, who needs my help?" 
More faded than before she could hear a laugh in the man's voice.
"Look at you..." 
"What key? Who's a key?" 
Listening intently, the normal sounds of the house arose. She could hear the ticking from the kitchen clock, her brother snoring softly in the other room with small hints of his music played from his cell phone, and nothing more.
Once again, the abnormality of her life seized her, this time the paralyzing grip would not let go. Most of the time Denise tried to keep a simple and very normal life, she involved herself in school activities that caught her interest, played video games with her younger brother, and always had a family night for the younger siblings to draw and spend time with her in her room. She avoided her mom seeing that they were exactly the opposite, but that was just as normal as any other girl her age. 
Altogether there were four of them Denise being the oldest, John, Brianna, and JC. She practically raised her siblings. She hadn't noticed any abnormal tendencies in them but her own uniqueness didn't develop until she was fourteen. Still, because of their modest and down to earth life, she tried to make sure and keep it that way as well. Using her gift only when it seemed necessary. The only one of her siblings she shared anything with was her brother Lil John. He knew of her talent, although, to her, he was more than just a brother he was her best friend. 
She not only trusted him, she knew if he did happen to develop anything she would be his confidant as he was hers. Their bond was inseparable. 
Feeling that this was the beginning of a mystery that has yet to begin to unravel itself, she flung herself out of bed. In light of the recent events she was not going to be able to fall back asleep. The paralyzing grip kept a steady hold on her conscious, as though "abnormal" was not just a word but a physical being that just decided this morning to wrap her arms around Denise with a loud voice and a giddy laugh screaming "did you miss me?" 
Normally she considered herself very patient, though this morning she couldnt help but grumble. The voice was vague with too many open-ended questions and no answers. She hated that kind of shit with actual people in the flesh this was much more frustrating. There was no one she could choke the life out of to get answers. She had to wait on someone else's time, and that was not her style.
With her frustration placing itself firmly at her side she looked around her small domicile and gathered her things for a quick shower. Red laced shirt, black sweater, jeans, socks, underwear all was in order along with mousse hairspray and a straightener. 
Heading down the hall she placed her belongings on the bathroom sink before heading to the rooms of her siblings to take a quick glance inside. Knowingly the voice was not that of someone lying dormant in her house still, she had her share of being protective of others, and she now felt the need to make sure they were sleeping soundly. 
John shared a room with JC, at least until she moved out, although Johnny didn't seem to mind not having his own space. John was not the average fourteen year old boy, and with him not grumbling over the fact that he has no privacy only fit his demeanor of kind, understanding, and compassionate. The door was slightly ajar, as she opened it she could hear both of them breathing and the soft tunes of John's music playing through his cell phone. She slid the door closed. 
Brianna's room was right next door, peeking her head inside she listened quietly for the girls soft rhythmic breathing. Feeling appeased with the sound she allowed the door to fall shut. Skipping her mothers door she headed straight into the bathroom.
It was no secret her and her mother didn't see eye to eye on anything in life. Denise felt she couldn't care less if someone had broken into her mothers room. Somehow she didn't feel the need to check and make sure. Besides she had a feeling if that were the case the intruder would be sorry as hell. 
Taking a towel from the linen closet, she placed it next to her dwellings and closed the door to the bathroom. Normally she would wake Lil John to allow him time to get ready as well. Even though that would lead to an argument, and a race for the bathroom privileges, with one trying to lock the other out and get their shower out of the way first. Of course she always won when it came to that race. Today though she had no need to wake him just yet. Since she was woken considerably early she had plenty of time to make sure today was not going to be a hassle. Besides her mind was still wandering with the thoughts of the mysterious voice. A hassle was already making itself known, so the least she could do was have a shower in peace. 
Feeling a little better, she started the water and tried placing the earlier incidences far in the back of her mind. At least this was one thing she could look forward to, a nice, normal day at school.

Humankind has only been known to use six to seven percent of their brain leaving ninety three to ninety four percent untouched. What happens if some individuals learn to ignore subliminal limitations set by mankind, and are able to do what others can't. This is the world of the subconscious mind, the part of humans that never sleeps, and always thinks. It is the part that can understand everything, and opens up to world of all new possibilities. This is the world of Denise and John....

Denise is no ordinary high school girl, but that doesn't stop her from wanting an ordinary life. Because of her gifts she unwillingly gets pulled into the minds of victims to a terrible serial killer. John, her brother, soon awakens to gifts of his own, placing him in the mind of the killer. Unknowing who this killer might be she soon learns that she cannot see him, but, he can see her. Preparing for the fight of their young lives, and using only the small clues John can gather, with the aide of an usual ally who has secrets of his own, they set off to stop this threat before he finds them, in the ultimate game of cat and mouse.



"Let go....." 

Allowing the sleep to pull back from her eyes, Denise awoke confused. Staring up at the ceiling for a brief moment she gathered her thoughts. 

"Dreaming?" She thought. "Maybe... who knows...?" 

Usually when she dreamed she remembered them yet, now, no thoughts lingered. Denise was gifted and with her unusual talents she was able to have more control over dreaming than most people and now as she stared blankly at her ceiling there was nothing on her mind. 

Reaching for her cell phone the luminescene read 5:57 a.m. She even managed to wake up before her alarm which was set for six thirty. 

"Well I don't have to be up just yet... just a little longer..." she thought. 

She rolled over on her side and allowed her lids to fall to gain whatever sleep she could get before school. As her eyes made their final decent once again she heard the small voice echoing in her ears as though someone was whispering right next to her. She could even feel the slight breathing with the words.... 

"Let go....." 

More startled than before she frantically sat straight up and quickly reached for the dome light that was placed neatly in the bed frame within arms reach of her head. As her heart began to race she scanned the small surroundings. Her nightstand covered with yesterday's clothes, her laptop, and a picture of her and her dad rested itself neatly next to the hampered laundry. Everything the way she left it. Her eyes made their way across the small area moving from the dresser with neatly folded linens, to the reflecting glow off the posters that hung tastelessly in her room and back again to curtains that draped over her windows ensuring to protect the small amount of privacy she had considering she was the oldest of four. 

Her room was no different than any other eighteen year old girls room. Posters of popular star icons hung on her wall, which she only kept them for show. Small piles of clothing littered the floor along with crayons, a toy car, and a coloring book with one page half torn out all belonging to her younger siblings. There was nothing out of the ordinary. No creepy shadows waited to pounce from any corner of the room, the toy cars didn't drive by themselves nor did the crayons magically appear to be coloring in the books. But something had made her company and for the time being it was only limited to a voice. 

Once again eyeing the vicinity of her room she made out every detail. Nothing stirred and no sound arose. She tilted her head listening for shuffling feet. Satisfied she slumped back down under her covers. 

Besides being jolted by the sound she felt nothing disturbing about the entity. She was sure anyone else in her current situation would have made their way screaming down the halls frantically swinging some weird object around waking everyone in the house before eventually ramming their head into a wall and causing more harm than good, but, having a firm head on her shoulders, Denise knew that would do no good. Although she chuckled at the idea. 

Shifting into a more comfortable position she listened for anything that may try to make contact but was not visible to the naked eye. 

Because of her open-mindedness Denise didn't believe in ghosts, poltergeists, or any other spectral anomaly that had some kook on T.V. claimed they could receive messages from. She knew whatever had made contact with her was on this plain of existence. She just needed to find out the connection. 

Whenever she chose to use her own ability a great deal of concentration had to take place. Thinking of her unusual gifts she ran through the scenarios that crossed her mind. She would have to focus and close her eyes, with thoughts of winter, hail and blizzards furiously racing until... 

Feeling it she found what she was looking for. She closed her eyes and listened. 

The voice arose once again. This time it was a little more than a whisper and came echoing inside the walls with no general direction, as though it was from some distant plain and the harmonious sound reflected all around the the small square footage of her room. 

This time she could make out that the voice was a males. 

Speaking softly he said. "Let go... she needs your help..... she is the key...." 

Answering back she asked. "Who? Who needs my help...?" 

Before she could get an answer back, she cut into the silence. "Key? What key?" 

"Let go.... you'll find out." 

Unsure of where to take the conversation she asked. "OK, let go of what?" 

Keeping her eyes closed the voice started to fade as though it was done with their feeble conversation. 

"..." 

As it washed out in the distance she couldn't make out what he said. 

Feeling as though she was fighting a losing battle she asked once again in an attempt to bring the voice back. "OK who, who needs my help?" 

More faded than before she could hear a laugh in the man's voice. 

"Look at you..." 

"What key? Who's a key?" 

Listening intently, the normal sounds of the house arose. She could hear the ticking from the kitchen clock, her brother snoring softly in the other room with small hints of his music played from his cell phone, and nothing more. 

Once again, the abnormality of her life seized her, this time the paralyzing grip would not let go. Most of the time Denise tried to keep a simple and very normal life, she involved herself in school activities that caught her interest, played video games with her younger brother, and always had a family night for the younger siblings to draw and spend time with her in her room. She avoided her mom seeing that they were exactly the opposite, but that was just as normal as any other girl her age. 

Altogether there were four of them Denise being the oldest, John, Brianna, and JC. She practically raised her siblings. She hadn't noticed any abnormal tendencies in them but her own uniqueness didn't develop until she was fourteen. Still, because of their modest and down to earth life, she tried to make sure and keep it that way as well. Using her gift only when it seemed necessary. The only one of her siblings she shared anything with was her brother Lil John. He knew of her talent, although, to her, he was more than just a brother he was her best friend. 

She not only trusted him, she knew if he did happen to develop anything she would be his confidant as he was hers. Their bond was inseparable. 

Feeling that this was the beginning of a mystery that has yet to begin to unravel itself, she flung herself out of bed. In light of the recent events she was not going to be able to fall back asleep. The paralyzing grip kept a steady hold on her conscious, as though "abnormal" was not just a word but a physical being that just decided this morning to wrap her arms around Denise with a loud voice and a giddy laugh screaming "did you miss me?" 

Normally she considered herself very patient, though this morning she couldnt help but grumble. The voice was vague with too many open-ended questions and no answers. She hated that kind of shit with actual people in the flesh this was much more frustrating. There was no one she could choke the life out of to get answers. She had to wait on someone else's time, and that was not her style. 

With her frustration placing itself firmly at her side she looked around her small domicile and gathered her things for a quick shower. Red laced shirt, black sweater, jeans, socks, underwear all was in order along with mousse hairspray and a straightener. 

Heading down the hall she placed her belongings on the bathroom sink before heading to the rooms of her siblings to take a quick glance inside. Knowingly the voice was not that of someone lying dormant in her house still, she had her share of being protective of others, and she now felt the need to make sure they were sleeping soundly. 

John shared a room with JC, at least until she moved out, although Johnny didn't seem to mind not having his own space. John was not the average fourteen year old boy, and with him not grumbling over the fact that he has no privacy only fit his demeanor of kind, understanding, and compassionate. The door was slightly ajar, as she opened it she could hear both of them breathing and the soft tunes of John's music playing through his cell phone. She slid the door closed. 

Brianna's room was right next door, peeking her head inside she listened quietly for the girls soft rhythmic breathing. Feeling appeased with the sound she allowed the door to fall shut. Skipping her mothers door she headed straight into the bathroom. 

It was no secret her and her mother didn't see eye to eye on anything in life. Denise felt she couldn't care less if someone had broken into her mothers room. Somehow she didn't feel the need to check and make sure. Besides she had a feeling if that were the case the intruder would be sorry as hell. 

Taking a towel from the linen closet, she placed it next to her dwellings and closed the door to the bathroom. Normally she would wake Lil John to allow him time to get ready as well. Even though that would lead to an argument, and a race for the bathroom privileges, with one trying to lock the other out and get their shower out of the way first. Of course she always won when it came to that race. Today though she had no need to wake him just yet. Since she was woken considerably early she had plenty of time to make sure today was not going to be a hassle. Besides her mind was still wandering with the thoughts of the mysterious voice. A hassle was already making itself known, so the least she could do was have a shower in peace. 

Feeling a little better, she started the water and tried placing the earlier incidences far in the back of her mind. At least this was one thing she could look forward to, a nice, normal day at school.

Dark...

[Conditions To Evolve: Reach Adult + Lvl 10]
[Status
Wilson
Pygmy Homorachne: Newborn
35/35 HP
Mortal 1
Str:1 (Avg Adult 43)
Agi:2 (Avg Adult 74)
Dex:4 (Avg Adult 102)
End:7 (Avg Adult 246)
Int:1243 (Avg Adult 37)
Mana:N/A (Avg Adult N/A)
Cha:22 (Avg Adult 7)]

[Stats Are Based Off Current Creature]

[Quest: Conquer Mouse Cave Dungeon]

[Goals
First Blood
Reach Infant
Reach LVL 5
Clear Floor 1
Kill Named Monster: Eep(Floor 1 Boss)]

[Tasks
Get A Skill
Get An Achievement
Get A Title]

Hahaha mana!!! It's real!! Too bad I can't use it. Hmmm... It might pop up in future evolutions.

And there are quests, goals, and tasks. It looks like quests are the main goal, goals are small steps to reach it, and tasks are good things to do that aren't required.

[Correct!]

Nice! Hmmm? Something tells me that it's a good time to get out of here. By waving my arms around violently? Okay, but how do I move properly. It's barely working, my arms don't want to move to my command. Guess I'll flail violently since I can't be accurate

*Thud*
*Thud*
*Crack*

Oho! It's working.

After a couple of minutes, I have escaped from my birth prison. I look around and find that it is still quite dark, but after a couple of minutes I can make out most things around me. Rock wall, rock ceiling, rock floor, big rocks, and small rocks. Also my body is a bit different than what it should be, I'm currently hairless with an almost translucent white coloring, though that may be because I am a newborn, I guess I never thought about the aging cycle of the creature. So the system filled in the details that I missed.

[Skill: Night Vision 1 Acquired]
[Task: Get A Skill Complete! +1 EVO Point]
[New Task: Get 5 Skills]

Oh cool, I wonder what EVO Points are? Also It's a bit easier to see. Ah, the convenience of a system.

I slowly start to learn to push my body around and carefully look at where I am as my body feels a bit heavy and being caught like this would be dangerous.

[Skill: Identify 1 Acquired]

Oh nice! Well I can feel that my skin and muscles are slowly hardening, so I should be able to move fine in a bit.

After 6 minutes, I feel strong enough and start crawling around like a spider, looks like horror joints come in handy.

[Str +3]
[Agi +4]
[Dex +3]
[End +5]
[Cha -2]

I also look around as I explore and found that Identify triggers when I'm focused on an object.

[Rock]
[Rock]
[Suspicious Rock]
[Rock]

Suspicious rock? Hmmm... I inch towards it, top 2 hands at the ready. Now that I'm close to it, it looks like a gray ant.

[Lower Worker Stone Ant]

What exactly does lower mean, and will it throw stones at me, since it's a stone ant. It's also a bit bigger than me, so that's kinda scary. Wait, how big am I?

[1 Inch Tall If Your Body Is Upright]

Wow, a worker ant that is 1.2 inches tall if set upright, that's a bit much.

*Whoosh*

Suddenly the ant lunges at me, and tears off my upper left hand with its mandibles.

[-4 HP]

An immense pain radiates from where the hand used to be. In anger I grab its neck, and restrain its limbs with my remaining arms.

I split my jaw into mandibles and slowly crush and inject venom into its legs with them, one by one. Slowly because I'm weak.

[Skill: Bite 1 Acquired]
[Skill: Poison 1 Acquired]

After I waste its legs, it suddenly curls its back-end towards me and it shoots out an acid. As soon as I feel the burning of the acid, I open my mandibles wide and crush a good chunk of its head.

[-5 HP Per Second For 5 Seconds]

[Lower Worker Stone Ant Killed +7XP]

[6/35 HP]
[7/100 XP]

[Skill Acid Resistance 1 Acquired]
[Task: Get 5 Skills Complete! +2 EVO Points]
New Task: Get 10 Skills]

As I feel the adrenaline wearing off, I feel a lot of pain. Uggghh I'm hungry, should I eat the ant?...

[Skill UP Acid Resistance 2]

[Lower Worker Stone Ant Consumed
+9 Endurance
-Ailments
HP Refill]

[DNA Acquired +1 EVO Point]

Alright, let's look at Status.

[Status
Wilson
Pygmy Homorachne: Newborn
80/80 HP
Mortal 1
Str:4 (Avg Adult 43)
Agi:6 (Avg Adult 74)
Dex:7 (Avg Adult 102)
End:21 (Avg Adult 246)
Int:1243 (Avg Adult 37)
Mana:N/A (Avg Adult N/A)
Cha:20 (Avg Adult 7)]

*Yawwwn*
I'm a bit tired, I should find my leftover eggshell and sleep inside.
I crawl my way over, close my eyes, and let the darkness take over.

*Snore...*

Dr. Wilson Benson, 27 years old. He has a PHD in Zoology but doesn't really put it to use. He only lives on his daily necessities and works an easy part-time job. Even his house is cheap, rented at just around $1000 a month.

His main hobbies are researching about all things living, and reading reincarnation novels, his favorite being Chr*salis(Don't know if a direct reference is gonna get me copystriked let me know please). He has even gotten into a habit of calling mysterious robed old men with long, grey hair and beards Gandalf, it just can't be helped.

He also has a journal that he has titled 'Creation' containing animals that he would create if he ever could, updating it everytime something interesting pops up in his research.

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