Three black werecat orphan brothers are trying their best to find a home when they are finally adopted. Everything goes great with their new family until tragedy strikes and they are left with an unexpected guardian.

This story is about an average high school boy with an average lifestyle who likes to read novels especially fantasy ones and was transferred to another world along with his classmates from his school.

As they were transferred our protagonist, John Kaiser, was the sole student among his classmates who were left behind, leaving him all alone in their classroom.

As he was wondering what happened to the others, he remembered one of the novels he had read. It was a story of a fantasy world, where a king of a human kingdom summons heroes from another world to save their world from the demon king, a typical Isekai (Another World)  fantasy novel.

Our protagonist, John Kaiser, started to contemplate and question 'why?' why was he the only one not summoned?

And as his questions go crazy, a light emerges from the place where he was sitting.

Is this the start of our protagonist's fantasy adventure as a hero? Or will he live the same life again as an average person even in another world?

Do you believe in alternate worlds? Do you believe that there is many version of yourselves?

"I can't believe you right now!" I stormed down the stairs not listening to another word she had to say. I was leaving her house. Not staying another second. "Please Chase! Come back! When our eyes met.."
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When a girl named Lana, who goes by Chase,  moves to the Baleywood California and meets another girl named Haley, things change when Chase ends up finding out their Lesbian. Can getting into an argument end their relationship as friends or make then closer?

"I must admit.. I'm quite blown away by this..", stated Kaishin after reading through the full translated text of Gamekh's ancient stone slabs presented to him by Atarashi Kyouka in his office. "I do not know if the other nations have some knowledge of it.. but that simply says we have just unearthed the first written piece of history from the Blank Century.."

Standing in attention behind their quirky cherry blossom-headed teacher, Seijurou, Chizuru and Jax shot chiming glances at each other as if they just fulfilled a very important mission for the country, which they actually did. 

Hayama Akira, who was leaning against the wall cross-armed behind the shogun's desk, nodded with a faint smirk at his students to commend them for their recent actions.

However, even if his face was fully concealed by his glinting golden kabuto, the way Kaishin exhaled through his mask simply indicated that there was still much to be done regarding the issue at hand. 

"The facts stated by the ancient text may have solved a number of issues in relation to our government's treatment of the Orcs. Not to mention.. this piece of history is a reason for us Jihonians to be proud of, being the first to uncover a Blank Century written document..", remarked the shogun with some fatigue in his voice. 

"However..", Kaishin continued, trying to keep his voice as calm as possible. "I still don't see the reason how this is related to the quest I've given you, little Seijurou. If I remember it correctly.. I sent you to retrieve the 'Log Panel'. Where is it?"

Seijurou looked at Chizuru, who smiled worriedly but reassuringly at him, before taking a step forward to state his case. He then placed a document with his and Kyouka's scribbles on it on the nation's leader's table.

"With all due respect, shogun-sama. Our team had to deal with a number of issues during the quest before arriving at a conclusion..", Seijurou began his explanation as he gestured at the writing he just presented. "And.. as this document states.. we still have to deal with more issues before we arrive at that same conclusion. The 'Log Panel' isn't there, sir.. only another clue of its whereabouts like in Minami.."

Kaishin held the piece of paper up and began reading to comprehend more of what the boy was trying to present to him. "I see.. and it seems this 'Log Panel' quest only leads us to another location that points to another.. but I believe this is a little bit more precise than the one in Minami. So.. care to explain?"

"As you can see, shogun-sama.. I've encircled this word, which seems to repeat itself throughout the entire text..", interrupted Kyouka suddenly as she pointed what she was pertaining to with a finger. 

'She really is a quirky one.. the shogun was asking Seijurou..', thought Chizuru with an awkward smile before glancing at Jax, who was staring at Kyouka's behind with a bashful expression. 'And this one really is a closet pervert..'

"It's the word 'blessing'..", continued Kyouka. "In fact.. it was the key word we got from the Blade of Erymanthos' enchantment's incantation text, which allowed me to interpret the entire text."

"And what of this word, Atarashi Kyouka-sensei?..", inquired Kaishin.

"The characters used to make this word in this form of ancient writing also translate to two other words.. 'Grace' and 'Fire'.."

"Based on the findings of your study..", uttered the shogun. "You're telling me that the first century Elves were hell bent on passing this 'fire' but only to the worthy? How? And why?"

"Through a trial..", it was Seijurou's turn to interrupt. "We believe it was their way to know who was worthy to receive their blessing, grace or fire, shogun-sama. The author of this text is saying that they were desperately trying to set a trial up for the generations to come."

Jax shook his head in awe after seeing his teammate take action. 'I don't know if he's socially awkward or not.. but that otaku's got guts for speaking to the shogun like that..'

"What trial did they make?..", asked Kaishin. "And for what purpose?"

Seijurou glanced at his best friend with a smile before he answered. "They unleashed a destructively magical beast called Erymanthos.. and whoever slays him.. receives the blessing.. one of the many needed to reach the 'Log Panel'.."

The great leader of the Jihonian Shogunate suddenly found himself sitting upright upon being astounded by the boy's words. "I'll be damned.. very well said. So.. the 'Log Panel' requires more of these tests? It must be one overly powerful artifact to say the least. Does it say where to go next?"

"The 'Elder Folk' tend to speak in riddles to test the strength of the mind of those who undergo the trial..", stated Kyouka as she began referring to her scribbles again. "The last time there were specific coordinates hidden from plain view.. but this one.. requires some wordplay.."

The incantations specialist began to write different ancient characters on a piece of paper. Using doodles and arrows, she showed the shogun the different combinations of words that make up almost the same meaning.

"The second most prevalent word is 'trial'..", uttered Kyouka while pointing to the written version. "Using ancient text.. it can also mean 'baptism'. If we utilize another combination.. 'Trial to gain the Blessing'.. also literally means, 'Baptism by way of Fire'. With that.. I firmly believe where the next lead is."

"The church..", said the shogun as he smiled under his mask. 

Kyouka stood up straight with a smug look on her face. "Precisely.."

Hayama suddenly stepped forward to face his superior. "The 'Holy Pontiff' isn't going to be pleased with this one especially that the government has an ongoing moral dispute with the church, Kaishin-shogun.. but maybe we can go through the bishop first. Your orders?"

"It certainly pleases me that we don't have to go through another tumultuous military conflict just to get our hands on the 'Log Panel' though..", stated Kaishin as he stood up loomingly over his subordinates. "However.. I advise you to take caution on this one. This is a very sensitive issue. Take your time to assess and prepare for this quest. I leave it in your hands now.. all of you. That's all. You are dismissed."

With one voice, all the members of Hayama's unit, along with Kyouka, acknowledged the shogun. "Hai! Shogun-sama!"


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It usually is the same old story. And, having a typical geek as a protagonist should be a breeze since he probably had it figured out, living in a world of warriors, mages, rangers, and stealth fighters where leveling up is all about. 

Quite simple to say the least in truth, do not deplete health points, avoid draining stamina points, and use magic points wisely. 

However, Erida Seijurou is a geek born in this kind of world, meaning he plays video games, reads light novels and manga, and watches anime series in this same world. His willingness to put himself on the line to improve battle skills, cast magical spells, and form parties, like the ones in role playing games, is close to none. 

Thinking of himself as an irrelevant speck to everything, and thinking of everything as irrelevant to his illusory high and mighty self, what could Seijurou possibly do if the truth of the world he lives in begins to become more relevant and threatens the very lives of the ones closest to him? 

"That was one long sentence..", Seijurou thought as he realized how much of a drag just to read through it.

His trials will even be longer..

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Lu Jia'er gave Vice President Xiao a glance, and then looked at Guo Lin on the window sill, who was dejected and miserable.
"Don't come over!" Guo Lin turned his eyes toward Lu Jia'er and his body moved an inch. The picture was extremely dangerous. He would fall off the sill if he got distracted for even a moment.
Lu Jia'er didn't move and while remaining in the same place she said softly, "Guo Lin, I am Lu Jia'er, a psychology professor who just joined BUA Technology. I'm also your colleague. You can rest assured that I will not go any closer!"
"Guo Lin, please don't be like this, will you?" Vice President Xiao, who was kneeling on the ground, continued begging him.
"Xiao Lili, you shut up, I don't want to hear a single word from you!" Guo Lin yelled at Vice President Xiao.
Vice President Xiao was about to say something when she was stopped by Lu Jia'er, who said to Guo Lin, "Guo Lin, I will ask Mr. Jin to fire Vice President Xiao tomorrow!"
Both Guo Lin and Vice President were stunned by her statement. They both focused their eyes on Lu Jia'er.
Guo Lin's eyelids were moving slightly, but he did not believe what she said at all. "Nobody would believe that you could ask Mr. Jin to fire Xiao Lili!"
As Lu Jia'er had heard this comment, she was slightly relieved. This meant her words had exerted at least some effect on Guo Lin.
"You can count on me! Xiao Lili uses her position to secretly force you to do things as a hidden rule, I will faithfully tell Mr. Jin all about it. I will be sure to ask him for a severe punishment for her!" Lu Jia'er's tone was very confident.
"Professor Lu…" Xiao Lili heard these words and her face became pale with astonishment.
"Shut up!" Lu Jia'er said coldly.
Guo Lin looked at Lu Jia'er and then looked at Xiao Lili. It seemed that he still didn't believe it. "Do you think you can fool me? I won't believe your lies. I will jump from here and make Xiao Lili suffer in shame and ruin her dreams nightmares for the rest of her life!"
Upon hearing Guo Lin's words, Lu Jiaer's expression remained calm. "Guo Lin, this is just your own wishful thinking. If you jump, you will have zero influence on Xiao Lili! She can move and find another place to live. Even if she loses her job, she can still find another. But your life will vanish. Do you think it is worth it?"
Guo Lin looked closely at Lu Jia'er. Lu Jia'er continued, "I will have Mr. Jin fire her tomorrow and circulate a notice in the industry so that she will never be able to find a job again."
"You… will you keep your word!" Guo Lin rekindled some hope in his eyes. 
"Yes, I will keep my word!" Lu Jia'er answered him with determination.
"You will call Mr. Jin right now! Call him right now!" Guo Lin ordered.
"Professor Lu…" Vice President Xiao looked up at Lu Jia'er and appeared panicked and scared.
"Okay, I will call him right now!" After that, Lu Jia'er took out her mobile phone without any response to the woman on the floor. 
"Set it on speaker!" Guo Lin requested.
Lu Jia'er, as he requested, turned on the speaker, and after a few seconds, she got through to Jin Xiangdong. "Professor Lu, what can I do for you?" Jin Xiangdong's magnetically attractive voice came through the speaker. 
"Mr. Jin, I have a presumptuous request!" Lu Jia'er looked at Guo Lin while she spoke to the mobile phone.
"Go ahead!" Jin Xiangdong was very straightforward.
Lu Jia'er knew that she was abrupt in doing so but since this was an emergency and Vice President Xiao's bad conduct was unforgivable. "Tomorrow please dismiss Vice President Xiao and circulate a notice in the industry to shut her out!"


This is a therapeutic romance novel that mixes psychology and science fiction.

Lu Jia'er is a professor in psychology who is able to read the minds of anyone in the world. One day, she meets a special man, a legendary genius in the IT world rumored to be ugly—Jin Xiangdong.

In fact, he's not ugly, and it's love at first sight for Lu Jia'er. This is compounded by the fact that she can't read his mind. To figure out what's so "special" about him, Lu Jia'er accepts his invitation to join an artificial intelligence research team. In her spare time, she would pursue him.

She: "Can I chase after you?"
He considers for a few seconds. "It wouldn't be easy!"
She: "That's what I call a challenge!"
He gives her a friendly reminder. "Time is precious. Don't waste it."

Turns out that he was right. Not only is he difficult to chase, but he is also mysterious.

When the secrets slowly unravel, what kind of ending could it be?

Hearing Lin Dalong say that he may have met his soulmate, Bai Shuixian gave a self-deprecating laugh, "It is most unfortunate that I have yet to meet mine."
At her words, he grew nervous on the inside as it reminded him that her crystal was nothing good compared to his.
Wanting to give himself more chances, he countered her words, "In your sentence, there is still the word 'yet'. That means there are still chances in your life."
"Your Highness, do you truly believe in soulmates?" Bai Shuixian asked, truly curious if this royal blood actually had belief in such nonsensical things.
"I have never believed in them before," Lin Dalong told her. "But, when you tell me that there are such things, I will believe it."
Confused as to why he would blindly believe her words, Bai Shuixian asked, "Why? Why believe a stranger?"
"I thought we were friends," Lin Dalong remarked, chuckling along with his words.
"Sometimes, even I don't believe in my own words…" she told him. "Soulmate… What an illusional word."
Not wanting to give up so early in his race to heart, Lin Dalong stated, "I'm sure that there exists soulmates. After all, if there was none, the word would not exist."
Walking to the balcony on the second floor, Bai Shuixian turned back and counter argued, "Maybe… another scholar changed the definition of the word to fit his repertoire[1]."
Then, she changed her emotionless face into a smile and continued with, "You should know… history has always been filled with hidden mysteries, never meant to be covered or uncovered."
"Say, has anyone told you that you are oddly positive, but super negative at the same time?" Lin Dalong jokingly asked her, pretty sure that no one has told her before since he never saw anyone near her aside from that one person in the forest.
"Oh? How did you know that someone has told me this before?" Bai Shuixian returned a question, reminiscing the past.
"Someone… Someone has told you before?" Lin Dalong asked, his confidence going down.
Nodding her head, she looked at the garden down below and mumbled out, "My master."
Sighing out of relief from her answer, Lin Dalong asked another question, "Does your master believe in soulmates?"
Hearing his question, Bai Shuixian went silent in thought. It seems…she has never thought to ask Zhong Chen this before. 
However, thinking about it...he should be supporting it, right? 
"It seems...he...does believe in such things," Bai Shuixian muttered, still trying to think about the conversations she has had with Zhong Chen.
"Having been outside most of the time, you...you surely wouldn't have been in a relationship before, right?" Lin Dalong questioned, his curiosity getting the best of him.
Feeling as though Lin Dalong has been receiving too much information about her, Bai Shuixian said, "Your Highness, it seems that you have many questions today."
"Ah...Haha…Not at all," Lin Dalong denied. "I have always been asking you lots of questions."
"Your Highness, I must tell you something about me," Bai Shuixian told him, steering away from the garden back to his face.
Seeing the seriousness on her face, Lin Dalong replied, "Please, tell me."
"Don't ever fall in love with me, nor should you ever try to learn more about me. At the very least...more than what you already know," Bai Shuixian stated before turning back to look at the flowers down below as though they were the more beautiful things on earth. "Take it as a warning."
"I'm not saying that I will, but...but just in case… What will happen if I do fall for you?" Lin Dalong asked, his heart pounding loudly.
"You will regret it," Bai Shuixian straightforwardly answered. 
"Why?" Lin Dalong asked again, still not understanding.
"Will you be happy to fall in love with a woman, but be unable to see her everyday? Would you be happy to love someone, but be unable to protect them? Would be happy...happy if the woman you were in love with had secrets everywhere?" Bai Shuixian continuously questioned, walking step by step closer to him.
When he did not answer, she continued asking, "Tell me, would you be happy?"
"How can I be happy with that?" Lin Dalong answered her. "As a man in love, I would want to see her everyday. I would want to ensure her safety at every moment in her life, and I would want to know everything about her, even the tiniest of things."
Hearing his long answer, Bai Shuixian then chuckled, "See? This is why you can't fall for me."
She then left the balcony and headed towards the office where she was to work in if she ever came to the hospital. 
Placing a very comfortable chair, she then continued, "Because even if you do, it's no different from not being in love. That is also why I don't believe in soulmates."
"That's not true," Lin Dalong wanted to counter. "I think-"
Interrupting him, Bai Shuixian stared him straight in the eyes and said, "If you were in my position, you would wonder everyday, 'If death is mandatory, what is the use in still living?' Despite being only sixteen, the things that I carry...can they be considered a young lady of my age?"
When he saw her eyes that seemed to pierce through him, that was when Lin Dalong knew that it was not that she did not believe in soulmates, but that it was something else. Bai Shuixian believed in soulmates, but she did not believe in love.
In fact, even he himself did not believe in love. At the very least, not until he met her. 
They say that love changes a person. This was the only reason why he was so willing to believe in love and soulmates. Otherwise, why would he behave so out of the ordinary lately?
"Dismissing all the workers, what do you plan to do to this unfinished place?" Lin Dalong asked her, feeling that it was time to move onto another topic.
Massaging her head, Bai Shuixian answered, "It's time to fill this place."
Immediately after answering, everything went dark. Despite being able to originally see the whole room with just the candle light, now it was impossible to see even his feet. 
Just when Lin Dalong was about to feel his way to leave the room, all the darkness disappeared and light filled the room once again. However, the room that was once super empty was now filled to the brim with authentic vintage that cost fortunes.
Surprised at the items that came from out of nowhere, he did not have time to notice that Bai Shuixian was now missing from the office. Though, he was shocked enough to be able to walk outside to also notice the huge difference from before.
However, none of this made him as shocked as seeing the random strangers moving busily in front of him. 
Where did all of these people come from?
Wanting to ask this question to Bai Shuixian, he looked back inside the office only to find out that she was long gone from her seat. 
Confused about where she went, he searched the entirety of the upstairs for her. Of course, he did not find her though.
Only when he started searching downstairs did he hear a commotion from the outer perimeters of the hospital. A female voice that he was familiar with and a male voice that he was also supremely close with.
"What are you doing here?" Lin Dalong heard Bai Shuixian ask.
"I heard that my eldest brother was here," he heard his younger brother say.
"Ah, so you came here for him," Bai Shuixian remarked, turning around to see Lin Dalong appearing from within the hospital walls. "It seems your brother has good hearing. He came here even before I told him you were here."
Ignoring her words, Lin Yin said, "Brother."
"What are you doing here?" Lin Dalong asked with his usual face.
"You've been so busy these days that I've had difficulty dealing with that princess," Lin Yin answered.
"Just kill her if you can't deal with her," Lin Dalong stated, no emotions of sympathy being shown for the princess.
"I think that that's not a bad idea," Bai Shuixian chipped in. "If someone is being too nosy, it would be better to get rid of them than to keep them otherwise…"
"Otherwise?" Lin Yin repeated her last word as she cut off before he could hear them.
Normally, others would call him cold hearted, but hearing her support, Lin Dalong asked her with a raised brow, "You don't think that what I'm suggesting is too cold?"
"Cold?" Bai Shuixian laughed. "I thought that this place had no morals?"
Hearing her words, Lin Dalong also laughed along, "Indeed, you're right. There are no morals here. Only hypocrites."
Seeing them communicate so exemplarily[2], Lin Yin sighed with mutterings, "As his blood brother, even I can't understand him well. How is it that a stranger can see his point of view so easily?"
Smiling, Bai Shuixian ignored his mutterings and asked, "Who is this princess that is so capable of bothering His Highness?"
[1] A stock of plays, dances, or pieces that a company or a performer knows or is prepared to perform.

[2] Worthy of imitation; commendable: exemplary behavior.



Dying once again, she was almost numb to the pain of death. "I have never regretted meeting you," she said, tears threatening to drip from the corner of her eyes. "I only regret that the heavens are crueler than hell."

Meeting her once again, but unable to remember her, he could only try to make her fall in love with him again. "We separated again," he said. "But we'll meet again... I promise."

Their history was there, but they could only miss each other once again. 

Would they once again separate and restart their history? Or would their life change, allowing them to start the romance that they so wish for?

Crestienne Filia



"To save from the persecution of the law, leave and forget what you saw!"

An incantation. I've read this from Romain's books. I look around, and suddenly, the persecutors are letting go of my cuffs. They walk away like drunkards after the Tenth Month Feast. It's not just those men, but also the birds have suddenly gone quiet. What do you know? A real actual incantation. The Arts is real! The practitioners are real and they can control the Arts! I'm stunned. My eyes just can't help but widen at what it had observed.

As the forest grows quiet, I see the man smile for what he has done.

"Princess Crestienne," the man says suddenly while giving a brief bow. "'Tis an honor."

Wait. . . He knows? He knows that I am Princess Crestienne. Is it that obvious? Is the wig suddenly not enough? Though I want to question him, I must act graciously. I straighten my posture and put on a blank face, regal as a princess.

"As for you, sir," I say graciously.

While the man is still in a brief bow, I remove the hood over his head. Things could not go anymore shitty. I cannot mistake this man for another. His striking mahogany hair and dark blue eyes is something I have only seen from one person – Ruairi Magister, Latin Instructor of Scire National High School.

In his shock, he flushes like a tomato. I don't know what to say. I guess we are both aghast with the revelations that we've had.

"Sir Magister, you are a – "

"Speak not about it, princess!" the middle-aged instructor interrupts out of caution. "Since I saved you from the pyre, save me by not saying a thing about it until we are safely away."

"Alright," I agree. "But I demand an explanation from you. Take me in the neighborhood near Chemia Palace. Explain to me then what's going on."

I know the scope of my power. I can make any Scirese bend to my bidding. Without a word, he nods at my request. He opens the door of his car and me her in to the passenger seat. As he sits in the driver's seat, he puts the hood over his head once more and drives the car on.

I look at my watch. Shit! 'Tis an hour past the time I promised to return. His majesty will be most angry when he learns that I've left. I hope Lady Glacie is doing fine of hiding my escape. Though he is taking me in the right direction towards Chemia Palace, why does he not say a word.

I clear my throat to break the awkwardness. "So. . . Sir Magister, you are a practitioner."

"Yes," he answers shortly.

"What Arts?" I ask kindly once more.

"Irenic."

"So, what kind of practitioner are you?"

"Mediator."

"So. . . are you from Scire?"

"No."

"From where?"

"Nowhere."

Right. This has got to be the worst conversation I've ever had. What kind of person answers my question in single words. I mean, that's breve and concise, but can't he answer with a little more. . . vividness. I purse my lips out of frustration and try again.

"Ummmmm, Sir Magister," I say as kindly as possible. "Do you always answer in single words?"

"Not really," he says, amusingly.

Right, now I know he's just getting into my nerves. He can indeed answer more than single words. He can give a two-word response. Oh, what's next? Three-word response? In any case, I can't act indecently. He knows me by title. If I act in another manner right now, he might think less of Princess Crestienne, and the House of Filia, of course.

I purse my lips as I try to ask another question. "Can you tell me who those men are? I was just carrying books about The Arts. I never thought it was that illegal in Scire. Suddenly, they arrested me when they found out that I was carrying those books. They said that they would burn me. Do you know anything about this?"

Suddenly, he gives a sigh. He turns left towards another direction. I believe he is taking the longer way. Though he is still in the right track, it would take us longer to get to Chemia Palace from the direction he's taking.

That's when I realized. He will speak. He takes a deep breath and lets it out. "Those men are persecutors. They arrest anyone that practices The Arts, talks about The Arts, reads about The Arts, writes about The Arts, and is friends with practitioners of The Arts. Princess, what is Scire's motto?"

I don't know if this is a trick question, but I answer him quickly. "Scientia et Libertas."

"Right," he continues. "Scientia et Libertas. Knowledge and freedom. Scientia is science. Science and The Arts do not coincide. I do not mean to offend, princess, but a Scirese mind is not willing to comprehend the mystery of The Arts. They are only willing to understand things that can be explained by cause and effect. It can't be 'poof, something happened because I say so'. It should be 'oh, something happened because I did that'. That is the purpose of persecutors. They arrest men that do not conform to Scirese thinking. Don't get me wrong. Scire is a beautiful kingdom, but I do not agree with some of its laws."

"So, you are blaming the House of Filia for the laws we made, is that it?" I ask as I round on him. He has some nerve. I barely know anything about this law, and yet he is somewhat accusing me of having a part in this persecution.

"No, princess," he responds calmly. "I do not think that way. All I wanted to say is that persecutors are merely a product of a law made to suit Scire. This kingdom thinks its primitive to believe in such Arts. It is only fitting that those who believe would be punished by primitive means – burning through the pyre. That is why none of my people is safe in this kingdom. None of us are, even you."

Suddenly, I felt ashamed. Not only did I act unfitting of a princess, but also, he speaks wisely that I feel my head hanging in shame. "If Scire is dangerous, why stay here?" I ask reasonably.

"Ah, princess. Men have reasons why they go to other kingdoms and live new lives. I have my own reasons, and I believe you do, too. You have your own reasons for enrolling at Scire National High School under a fake name and identity. I will not question you for that. We have to respect each other's secrets and speak not about it ever again. Do you understand?"

It's like each time he speaks he just keeps throwing his shade at me. Why is this man different from the man that almost had a new girl kicked out of his class on her first day? I think that was cruel of him. Eh, could be some sort of changing personalities? For all I know, he might be a different person tomorrow.

Five kingdoms living in peace, but no peace can be assured within its citizens.
Five people with different skills – enchanters, sorcerers, mediators, warriors, and mortals. 
War will rage on with these people, but only one of them could stop it. 

Only one will rise up and stop the war.

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Chapter Length: +1500 words

Qianbei Ye stared at Gu Ruoyun nervously as he replied honestly, "The first word was 'scram' and the second word was also 'scram'. If you don't like it, I'll never say another word to her again. Don't be angry, okay?"
This man, who had previously looked as cruel as a god of death, was now standing cautiously in front of Gu Ruoyun and explaining himself in a meek and subservient manner, afraid that she would be angry at him.
"Hehe."
Gu Ruoyun giggled. Her smile was as magnificent as the sun and allowed Qianbei Ye to relax.
"Xiao Ye, how can I not believe you? We've known each other for so many years and you've disregarded all danger to save my life many times. Now, you've plunged into risk for my big brother's sake! Even if someone were to stand in front of me and tell me that you've betrayed me, I would certainly choose to believe you."
Her gaze then turned serious as she continued, "I believe that you will never abandon me. I also believe that no matter what I do, you will stand with me and help me unconditionally."
"Yun'er."
Qianbei Ye lifted his hand and pulled the woman into his arms. He then lowered his head and gently kissed her lips. There was an endless tenderness in his blood-red eyes.
"Even if I disappoint every person in the world, I won't ever disappoint you!"
This was his promise to her for the rest of his life!
In this entire lifetime, having her with him was enough.
Both of them slowly got into the moment as they kissed. Qianbei Ye then slowly released her and spoke thickly, "Yun'er, can we..."
He did not finish the entire sentence but the meaning in his words was very obvious.
As Gu Ruoyun gazed into the tenderness in the man's eyes, she gently nodded. "I had promised you that I will give myself to you when we meet again. Xiao Ye, you've done so much for me and you're the man who is worth receiving the trust of my entire life to."
"Yun'er."
Upon receiving the woman's permission, Qianbei Ye pulled her close into his arms once again. He then gently swept the woman off her feet beneath the gentle breeze and walked towards the large bed.
The scarlet bed curtain fluttered gently on the bed, festive and brightly-colored. The curtains sheltered the man and woman on the bed until only two pairs of legs which could make one's imagination run wild could be seen...[1]
...
The next day.
At first light, Gu Ruoyun was aching incessantly from head to toe once she had woken up. She rubbed her neck[2] and turned around to find a pair of red eyes filled with tenderness.
"Are you up[3]?"
Qianbei Ye smiled gently and lifted his arm to pull the woman into his embrace, "Yun'er, once we leave the Dark Earth Realm, let's get married,[4] alright?"
"Alright."
Gu Ruoyun thought for a moment before[5] nodding in agreement.
Now that they have found her parents and her family has been reunited, it was time for her to marry Xiao Ye. After all, she has already promised him.
"Yun'er, I've mentioned this before. If I want to marry you, I will give you the heavens and earth as a betrothal gift! The Underworld is also my betrothal gift to you! Let's return to the Underworld first, I have some business to complete."
Gu Ruoyun gently nodded, "I'll go with you."
Since Qianbei Ye has announced that he would gift the Underworld to her, she would not refuse it. She has never needed any ceremony when it comes to him!
"Oh, right." Suddenly, Gu Ruoyun seemed to have remembered something and frowned. "Where has that evildoer, Zuo Shangchen, gone to? It's like he had disappeared without any rhyme or reason! The Regional King is strange too, I can't shake this feeling that he's not as simple as he seems. It's like he's holding some sort of secret..."

[1] Ah... yes. Imagination running very wild now. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
[2] Think you should be rubbing somewhere a little more down south there, Gu Ruoyun. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
[3] There's another thing that's *up* right now. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
[4] Are you implying that you weren't going to get married before the sex, Qianbae? Tsk tsk, Daddy Gu is going to... ( ＾▽＾)っ✂╰⋃╯
[5] Tsk. What's with the hesitation, GRY? ( ＾▽＾)っ✂╰⋃╯


She has come a long way.

Orphaned, born a weakling, and being the infamous good-for-nothing of Azure Dragon Country. Gu Ruoyun was the shame of the proud Gu household. Falsely accused of a crime she did not commit, she was betrayed by her family and beaten to death by her own grandfather. But life took a fateful twist on that very day — she was revived. 

Newly awakened, she is now the Master of an ancient treasure that resides within her body. Precious cultivation pills, treasures beyond her wildest imagination and spiritual beasts, all within her grasp... She is the apple of the eye of all under the heavens, including that of a mysterious, handsome man. 

Now she only has one goal — to conquer the world. 

The next days I spent in the capital of Wessex were very boring. Ecbert took more time to decide on our alliance ... he acted like a woman trying to get ready for a party, I spent hours trying to convince him, but eventually stopped after a while. I didn't want to be desperate in his eyes.

Less than a week later, Ecbert invited me to hunt, it was the first time since my arrival that I had seen his son Aethelwulf and Princess Judith... as soon as she saw me, she got scared, but she also kept calm. She didn't make a scene, she didn't cry, she didn't scream ... Apart from her initial fear, she didn't show any emotions ... just like her mother when I slept with her.

After a few kilometers of horseback riding, we reached the forest north of the city. I approached Ecbert. 

- What do you think we're going to hunt today? (King Ecbert) 

I looked at him ... we're in England at the end of the 8th century ... What can we hunt here? Probably a Lion or a Tiger. 

- You don't have a lot of game to choose from in these forests ... another option is you want to hunt me, but you don't have enough people. Another possibility is hunting the Princess ... unlucky family the father was killed, the brother died hunting, only the mother died in bed. (Ulf) 

- You have a very strange mind, do you think I would kill a child? (King Ecbert) 

- As long as it is necessary to achieve your goals. You're not going to spare your life for King Offa's child and family, are you? He spared your life and now you plan to kill him ... (Ulf) 

- How do you know that he spared my life? (King Ecbert) 

- I asked people questions and they told me about your father's story. (Ulf)

- So you think he will kill the princess today? (King Ecbert) 

- No, sister and brother die hunting ... no one will believe it. I said you could do it, but not that you were a fool. No matter what we hunt ... I'm leaving for Jorvik the day after tomorrow, I can't waste any more time in Wessex. (Ulf)

- I have not yet decided if I agree to these terms ... (King Ecbert) 

- I made my point ... alliance or not I'm going back to Jorvik. (Ulf) 

The rest of the hunt was passed in silence, no one liked being put against the wall, but I couldn't wait any longer... In the evening I was invited to the bathhouse located in the castle, it was probably a relic from Roman times ... 

- I know you are leaving Wessex, but I need a guarantee that you will not form an alliance with King Offa. (King Ecbert) 

- You have my word, and it is worth more than gold. (Ulf) 

- The same word you gave King Offa that you will not attack his lands again? (King Ecbert)

- What do you expect? You don't believe my word, and that's the only guarantee I can give you. (Ulf) 

- Not the only one. You know the history of Rome as I do. You know there was a custom to take sons hostage ... (King Ecbert) 

- You want me to leave my son here ... as a hostage ?! You must have drunk too much wine. (Ulf) 

- If you were going to be keeping your word, you don't have to worry about anything. Unless you didn't intend to keep our agreement from the beginning? (King Ecbert)

- You do not know what you are saying and how did you come up with such an idea? (Ulf) 

- From you ... When we talked about great leaders from the past ... Julius Caesar or Alexander the Great. Julius Caesar was a hostage, as was Philip, Alexander's father. (King Ecbert) 

- You understand that if something happens to my son ... do you know what fate awaits Wessex and you? History will remember you not as a great King, but as a fool who destroyed his country. (Ulf)

- Nothing will happen to him, after defeating King Offa, he will be sent back to Jorvik. You have my word. (King Ecbert) 

Our discussion continued for a few more hours, but in the end I agreed to leave my son hostage ... very reluctantly, of course. Ecbert agreed to the concession that one of my men would stay to protect my heir.

- Lord, did you summon me? (Tostig) 

- Yes, you've been with me since Jarl Haraldson's death ... You know I brought my fake son to Wessex ... and now I have an important task for you. To keep up appearances, you'll stay with Sten to protect him. (Ulf) 

- I understand, I will do what I can. (Tostig) 

- That's not all, next year Wessex and we will attack the Kingdom of Mercia, you will certainly hear about it ... When Ecbert's troops go to war, you will kill Sten. He must be poisoned. (Ulf)

- Lord? (Tostig)

- Someone will have to be held responsible for his death ... he died in Wessex, he was in the care of King Ecbert. As a father, I must seek justice for my son. If I declare war on an ally, someone may doubt my word in the future, but if I declare war on those guilty of my son's death, everyone will understand. (Ulf)

The next day, after saying goodbye to my son and another warning to King Ecbert, we set off for Jorvik. 

- How did you like Winchester? (Ulf) 

- The food wasn't bad, but the women ... I had to drink a lot of wine and beer. They valued themselves dearly ... they wanted to pay them with silver. (One-eyed) 

- Well, no matter if the wife or the harlot ... you always pay. (Ulf)

- What are you gonna do now? Are we going back to Kattegat? (One-eyed) 

- No, now we will save and help a Christian. (Ulf)

MC known from my other novel, thanks to the joke of God Weles, is reborn in the times of the Vikings ... the Vikings series. 

Here, more than the previous novel, I will focus on beliefs, demons and Slavic traditions. The MC will have his powers and knowledge ...

Of course, there will also be a lot of focus on the history ... Unfortunately, the creators of the series made some mistakes that I do not intend to correct ... like Rollo was not Ragnar's brother ... and Ivar, instead of being a cripple, could be impotent.

If there are any reviews, let them be honest, it's a pity that someone would waste time on something that is not to their liking. 

MC is not a good man, he is a murderer, sadist, manipulator and womanizer. This novel has no safe spaces, so anyone who gets offended ... I don't give a shit.

Chapters will appear not too often. The Commonwealth remains my main focus.

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