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?

seorang manusia dengan kemampuan khusus dan grimore pertama yang menjadikan makhluk terkuat di seluruh dunia namun di jebak oleh para penghianat dan iblis menggunakan sihir transfer terlarang mengirimnya ke dunia yang berbeda. dengan kekuatannya apakah dia mampu kembali kedunianya

Aria dreams of a very handsome man who has a familiar face. She remembers everything as if it was a distinct memory of her past. Although dreams are normal and remembering them is not out of the ordinary, the man she dreams about is a man she has never met in real life. Eventually encountering the man in the real world, the dreams get stronger and secrets become revealed. Aria is about to find out that the closest people to her, are the ones who’ve been keeping something very important from her and might just be an unforgivable life changing experience.

The shout out for this poem goes to Joseph,again another challenge to write a poem in 30 min using this keyword,trump,

To the girl that stays down the road in my mind trust me am not a stranger,
I knew you when you were 6yrs old ,the first day I saw you,you wore your favorite blue dress and your hair tired in a ponytail a day I believe was April 1st,and what a fool I was to think that a girl like you would look at a guy like me,you walked past me,without even a stair,walking towards a boy called jack Nicholson as if life or me being there is a joke,from that day the world trump became a word to familiar,
For those who are not familiar with the the word trump,
The word trump,basically means  to surpass or out do someone.
So whenever I saw her  with another guy the first word that came to mind was trump,
 trump him,be everything that she wishes him to be,he gives her roses,give her  daisies ,call and text her every single day,make her realize how special she is,in short be his stuntman,do everything that he never had the courage to do,like trust her .
Make her realize that she's someone worth scaring for ,
Wait ,what am i even saying at times everything seems so real i forget that she's not real and that she's just a girl in my mind.
By @john mukuwa 
Instagram :@mukuwajohn

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At times,people say love is the best feeling in the world,especially when you experience it with someone meant for you,but that can't be more further from the truth.

you see,I have found love 600 times now,but it all ends in regret,i got to learn that love is just a brief moment of bliss.

I should have known better than to believe in something that stutter's whenever it gets nervous,something controlled by a Little naked peace of shit with a bow and arrow in his hand.

shout outs
So for this book I'll be doily ng shout outs to the people who inspired me to right this poems and
The first shout out goes to the first and second loves of my life 
Girl 1
And Girl 2 
HAhaha,I won't be mentioning any names.

             AUTHORS NOTE
Finally!!!,I now get to publish my second book,and this one is different,it is a compilation of  some of the poems I wrote due to some of the experiences I had from two very special people the first and second love of my life and some few other friends as well,so enjoy 
And get a first class ticket to the shity love life of mine.
So let's begin.

With that, the three return to the house, leaving Mirad by himself at the farm. "I forgot to ask the old man his name or tell him about the soil. Well, there is tomorrow. As for today, digesting what happened is a priority."
 
'I'm constantly getting conflicting thoughts about how the world should work. Either I act on what comes to mind as a fact or question it and suffer a headache.'
 
'When I heard the word immortal, the first thing that came to mind was myths recorded in books or digitally for purposes of spirituality or entertainment. But now, after I heard it used seriously in naming items and a group of people, the word became like a fog that feels familiar yet hides many secrets to cover.'
 
While in thought, Mirad extended his hand, grabbed a handful of the sandy soil, and showered his bare arms with it. 'I also realized that this is not normal soil. The further I make contact with it, the more I feel like it siphoning my....energy.' Mirad hesitated for a second before thought of this word.
 
'Energy....energy....energy', Mirad kept repeating the word until he came to a realization. 'Spiritual Energy!!'
 
'Another familiar name. Enough, I will stop right here to avoid headaches and ask the old man directly.
 
'As for my identity, I can't think of anything other than being transmigrated, reincarnated, or transported. For some reason, my mind did not try to challenge these concepts; I wonder why. As for the idea of me being originally from and simply losing my memories does not fit my current situation.'
 
After contemplating for a while, Mirad decided to take a stroll around the farmers' houses and familiarise himself with this area. Surprisingly, the farmers were welcoming of him, similar to Adin and the others. Some invited him for a cup of tea, and some even invited him to a meal.
 
They answered most of his questions while avoiding anything related to the village closure and the demonic Reesh clan. Mirad also avoided asking about the absence of teenagers, as he already roughly concluded what happened.
 
Mitad learned that this village is called Ruphi, one of the 23 villages under the governance of official Yunu along with 3 small towns. The village is currently under the blessing of the official, after a recent great "merit". The blessing is complete relief of taxes on top of monthly rewards for a whole 5 years. As for the "merit", although no one told him, he already guessed.
 
Before sunset, when the sky turns purple with a shade of crimson, Mirad was Interrupted from his peaceful amble by a giant man the height of 2 meters. "I saw you roaming around here inspecting and asking people. What's your goal?" the man said in a threatening way.
 
"Relax, I'm the new worker at old Jaan's place. I was just visiting my new neighbors. Are you Jamet by any chance?"
 
The giant man didn't answer. Instead, he said, "Stranger like you thinks he is already part of the village, simply because he got temporary work in a farm outside. Listen up, you're still prohibited from entering the village, and if anything unexpected happens, you will be the first to be abandoned. Also, you have no part of the blessing. I will keep an eye on you, now, scram!!"
 
Mirad froze for a second before hurriedly returned to Jaan's farm, full of sweat. 'That was close. I was bombarded with dangerous emotions and ideas. I felt a desire to torture that man, dismember him, and kill him. Just because of a simple threat. I felt.....insulted, being threatened by a...lowly mortal.'
 
'Who am I? Why do I feel like having multiple personalities? I felt a strong sense of justice when I heard about the Reesh clan, and now I'm thinking of killing someone over a mild threat. And in most of my interactions until now, I acted like a village boy trying to trick his way into staying in the village for safety.'
 
So many questions, yet enough no answers. Tired of that, Mirad decided to end the first day he remembers living by checking the storage cottage, his new home. 
 
The cottage seems to be newly renovated. It's about half the size of the house's first floor. Even though it is designated for storage, not much is stored. As for the tools, some of them are not what he expected. One of the tools is a stick with an oval head colored in blue. Another tool is a thick piece of paper with an inscription, which invoked a familiar feeling. Another is....
 
Knowing that he will be using them tomorrow after he claimed to be a farmer, Mirad's two choices are either admitting his lack of skill or trust his mysterious memories to tell him something.
 
Mirad laid on the mattress, feeling a little bit tired mentally. He falls to sleep quickly.
 
"Wake up, lost one."
"Who are you?"
"Hurry up, lost one, let us go."
"To where?" 
"To the other side, where there is no____."
"No what? Hey, where are you going? Hey, hey!!"
 
The next day, right after dawn.
 
"The sky is red, with a touch of purple, kind of depressing." After waking up, Mirad spent his time examining the tools before the boss's "orientation session." While studying the stick with an oval head, he came to great discovery. 
 
"I started to feel the follow of spiritual energy in my body. There are two reasons for that. The first is that I got the required stimulation thanks to that stick, whatever it's called. The stick, in simple terms, works by expanding the field of spiritual energy interaction. That gave me the required rush of spiritual energy to generate a stable flow. My guess is that this stick, or rather the oval head, is used to make the sandy soil underneath absorb more spiritual energy."
 
"The second reason is the few memories unlocked as a result of that experience. Seems like sensing a nascent stable flow of spiritual energy inside is not normal and requires a keen sense. Am I now considered an immortal by the villagers? I wonder."

Even after his death, ****** did not expect the world to be this unfair to him. His soul was a reject; it was labeled as a defect by the system. Dumped into the endless void to suffer for eternity.

After many years of loneliness and torture, when he lost all hope and succumbed to his fate, a man with a huge smile approached him, "Finally a Nameless soul. You, do wish to overturn the system that forsaken you?"

Without waiting for an answer, the man threw the soul into a dimensional hole, "Then be the eternal stick in their throats, hahahahahahah"
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This is the story of a lost soul that shouldn't exist in the system; A multidimensional organization that governs the four worlds. 

After Consuming countless souls from the cultivation world, the magical world, the mundane world, and the world of absolute system, the soul was finally captured and sealed.

Form here begins the lost one's journey to rule the four worlds.

Haochen blinked a few times at the creature that was staring back at him with intense crystal blue eyes. Its white scales looked delicate as if the creature was only hatched a few weeks prior.
Haochen looked at Shizun.
"Sir, this is quite young for a whelp to be separated from mother." He said, concerned. Shizun smiled. "Don't worry. The incantation I placed on the summoning only permits independent, adult and orphaned creatures from appearing. If this dragon whelp is here, it most likely got separated from its family, was kicked out of the nest, or was orphaned."
Shizun bent to look at the small dragon. "Quite docile. Looks malnourished and exhausted. About six weeks old and... Yes, he's male. Poor thing probably had a hard time alone out there. Alright, we've prepacked kits for some of the possible creatures you may summon today, with food along with instructions on caring for your them. Rest assured Haochen, I'm certain we have made pouches for Dragon Whelps too. Your baby will be fine in no time. Master Mikro will hand that to you. Now let's take a look at your reading." He looked at the device Haochen had held not long before, pulled out a small book from his robes and scribbled the reading down before resetting it.
"Now to create a bond with your familiar, you need to give them a kiss." Shizun said.
"Oh, his first kiss goes to a dragon. Sorry ladies." Cloud pouted.
Kol rolled his eyes. "Don't you have an STD to take care of?"
"Don't you have a stick to yank out of your arse, love?" Cloud asked. Kol made to say something, but caught himself, choosing to give Cloud an irritated look instead.
Calibri who had been staring at the dragon whelp with wide, sparkling eyes perked up and turned his head upon hearing the word. "Arse?" Calibri asked. Cloud nodded mischievously, taking the opportunity to talk while everyone cooed at the cute scene of Haochen holding the dragon whelp. "It means-"
Haochen looked at Calibri, then Cloud, suddenly choosing to intervene. "You. Stop teaching him profanities."
"But he asked. Who am I to deny his majesty knowledge?" Cloud shrugged. Haochen shot him a glare and then looked at Calibri. "It's a crude way of saying backside. It can be really offensive."
"Ohhhhhh." The Verbatians said, noting the word. "We should take care not to say this word then, lest we offend someone." Kreia said.
"His majesty has already said it." Siegon said.
"I will swallow soap and lay in the sun." Calibri said, pouting.
At that point, the class had become rowdy, so Shizun cleared his throat. "Alright children, settle down, settle down. Haochen," Shizun gestured his hand towards the whelp. "A simple kiss on its snout should suffice."
Haochen nodded and looked at the dragon. It looked confused but made no move to wriggle away since it arrived. Slowly, Haochen craned his neck downward and placed a kiss on its snout, and a warm periwinkle glow enveloped them for a second, then disappeared.
"And now, you've bonded with your familiar. Well done, Haochen." Shizun said, smiling. "You can put him down. Dragons whelps are really heavy. You can go stand over there with your little one and decide on a name."
Haochen looked at the creature. It looked frightened of everyone, with its wings enclosing itself as if afraid of being injured. He had no idea what to call it, having never had a pet before.
Master Mikro came towards him and handed him a small brown pouch, labelled 'Dragon Whelp'. "We've prepared pouches to help you lot care for your familiars. In here you'll find everything you need to raise it."
Haochen nodded. "I understand, but sir, dragons grow to a moderately large size. Where will I keep it?"
"Professor Shizun will answer that in detail soon, but there will be a holding area for your familiars." Master Mikro said.
Shizun clapped his hands. "Ah yes! I will explain that in more detail after all of you have summoned your familiars. Did everyone hear what Master Mikro said?"
Most of the students began to nod. Those who didn't were quickly filled in by their peers.
"Okay then! Who's next? How about you, Young master Xavier was it?" Shizun gestured to Xavier.
Xavier who'd been quietly staring at the baby dragon turned his attention to Shizun. "I have a familiar." He said.
Everyone began to look at him. "Do you? Oh... Well that's good then. For the sake of your soul flare reading, could you summon them?" Shizun asked.
Xavier didn't seem too keen, but after a moment of the entire class silently staring at him, he moved towards the incantation Shizun had written on the ground.
"Don't worry, Xavier, your familiar will be unharmed." Shizun said handing him the device. Xavier took the device. "I'm not worried." He said. He repeated Haochen's ministrations with ease, a large red circle appearing beneath him.
He placed his other hand on top of the device, and suddenly there was a loud growl. Calibri's eyes widened at the enormous creature that appeared. The red glow began to fade, and everyone stared at the gigantic, black wolf with blood-curdling red eyes that stood next to its master. Looming over him with its massive furry head and red markings around its eyes.
"... This familiar... Has come from another realm, I take it?" Shizun asked. Xavier nodded. "He has. He's been with me all my life." The wolf looked majestic but frightening as its eyes flicked to the students.
Kol jerked when its red eyes landed on him. It looked at him up and then down.
"Ah, so you've bonded with a familiar at a young age. That's wonderful! It would mean your cultivation level would have increased, having a familiar to practice and grow with."
Xavier nodded once. "Yes."
Cloud who hadn't paid attention to Xavier before narrowed his eyes. He was sure this was the person he'd walked past the other day. The one who'd made him feel strange.
Even days later, merely looking at him made his skin crawl, and it wasn't because his features were unappealing, it was quite the opposite. He was very attractive. Almost too attractive to be normal.
Meanwhile, Calibri was staring at Xavier, thinking along the same lines. If Xavier were from the Underworld, his behavior, powers, aura, knowledge, and familiar would all make sense. But then again, how would he have even gotten to the Living Realm if he was a demon, without the Gatekeeper and of the elders picking it up? Calibri didn't know all the rules, but his father had told him that the passage between the Living Realm and the Underworld was facilitated by the immortal King of the Underworld, who doubled as the Gatekeeper.
Apparently, the Gatekeeper was mischievous, but always kept his word, and stepped in if a demon was wreaking too much havoc in another realm. Could Xavier be a demon? Calibri pursed his lips.
Shizun himself, who had faced many different kinds of demonic creatures and beings stood talking to Xavier absolutely normally as if he didn't feel any discomfort. It didn't make sense that Xavier was a demon. Calibri shook his head. It wasn't good to assume.
"Well, if you'd like we can give you a pouch that we've prepared for wolves from the Living Realm. I apologize, I've never encountered a demonic wolf before. If possible, I'd like to spend some time with him. It's rare for this to happen." Shizun said.
Kol made a face. "Will that thing be in the same holding area as our familiars?"
Xavier narrowed his eyes. "His name is Midnight."
Kol rolled his eyes and looked back at Shizun. "Sir, with all due respect, that's from the Underworld right? It could do bad things to our familiars. Who knows, it could lash out and attack at any moment. It looks like it would eat our familiars or rip our necks off." Kol said, crossing his arms.
Midnight started to growl. Shizun glanced at Midnight and then at Kol. "Young Master Kol, we don't know enough about the creatures of the other realms to make that judgement."
Xavier clenched his jaw. "Midnight is not a feral."
"You expect us to believe that? Did you actually look at your familiar?" Kol asked. Other students started to agree with him.
"Creatures from other realms should stay with other creatures from their realm. I don't want that thing near my familiar." Kol said.
Haochen pursed his lips. Kol was at it again.
"If that were true about Midnight wanting to attack us and other creatures, and if he were that rabid, he would have most certainly attacked us upon his arrival, since we are a group of unknowns, or he would have gone to attack Prince Haochen's whelp." Calibri said.
"Your Majesty!" Alexei hissed. "You told us not to engage." Calibri internally slapped himself and bit his inner cheek. "Oh no."
He wasn't sure what he thought of Xavier as yet, and he was not trying to defend him; he'd merely stated the truth. They'd been taught to always point out the truth in Verbatium.
The problem was that he kept forgetting that he was no longer in Verbatium. And nobody out of his sect actually enjoyed hearing unabridged honesty.
"Who asked you, you frigging princess?" The curly haired young woman Haochen had embarrassed in the hall snapped. Kol scoffed.
"Leave it to the freaks to defend the freaks." Kol said.
The girl began to laugh. "Of course he'd defend creatures from other realms. Didn't you know that his father summoned a female familiar from Heaven when he was at this school? And rumor has it that he even had a child with her!"
Another student with blonde hair began to laugh. He was one of the students who'd won their fights. Calibri exhaled through his nose.
"Oh, now this makes sense! I always wondered how there were two siblings of the same age, who aren't twins in the Verbatian royal family. Maybe the grandmaster had children from his wife and a child with his familiar at the same time. Kind of like a concubine." He laughed.
Cloud looked at him sternly. "Shut up."
"Excuse me?" The boy said, squaring up and looking at Cloud who did not look very jovial anymore.
"Tell me how that's possible then? If he didn't have sex with the creature he summoned, then how are there two children of the same age? They look similar. You expect me to believe one's adopted?" He turned towards Calibri.
"It's true right? Which one of you is not fully human? Come on, tell us. Did your father impregnate that creature? Is one of you a half-breed?"
Calibri's nostrils flared slightly. Kreia held his hand. "Oh, look you've struck a nerve. He's going to cry." A brown-haired student said, joining the squabble.
"Look at how they're holding hands too. You think they interbreed? Maybe their dad impregnated sisters." He snickered.
"So you're saying because you hold hands with someone there's something going on? You sucked your mother's nipples in childhood, are you having sex with her today?" Cloud snapped. The girls near him looked at him with worried eyes, not having seen Cloud so irritated before.
"What did you say?" The boy started moving towards him, aggressively unsheathing his sword. "You want me to say it again? Does the thought of it excite you that much?" Cloud taunted, unshrinking his scythe.
"Cloud you-" He started, swinging his sword.
"You should focus on yourself. All of you are disgusting." Haochen said, stepping in front of Cloud and blasting the other boy back in a flash of blue. He'd left his whelp to Master Mikro and moved towards the source of the trouble.
"What the hell Haochen!" Kol snapped, when the other boy flew several meters back. Haochen's fan-club began to look at them worried.
"I told you to stop being an asshole, Kol. None of this necessary." Haochen said.
"Come on. Everything we said is true." Kol said.
"No, none of you have even had a civil conversation with them. You're assuming the rumors are true. You have no backing."
"We're not assuming things! Professor Shizun, you went to school with the Grandmaster, didn't he summon a female familiar? And they had to kiss too, right?" The curly-haired girl asked, spinning towards Shizun. Shizun pursed his lips.
"Your personal prejudice has absolutely nothing to do with my class. I am disappointed in the lot of students selected for candidacy." He said very coldly. The class went quiet at the change of demeanor.
 He turned to Xavier, bowing. "I apologize on behalf of these children who seem to have no training in restraint and civility. Your familiar is very much accepted at this school. Any student who has a problem with it can decide to not summon a familiar, if they're that concerned. Then, falling behind the others because of lack of training with a spiritual creature is their own fault and is perfectly fine by me."
Shizun turned to Calibri, bowing.
"I sincerely apologize to you both, for the boorish, uncouth, filthy behavior exhibited by these children. It is disgusting and I'm ashamed that I must continue to teach them."


[BOYS LOVE] 
If there was a scale for magnanimity and naivety, Prince Calibri would be positioned first every time. As the crowned prince of his mysterious and secretive sect, he believed it was his duty to become the next Grandmaster of all the Cultivation clans to protect his people. Needless to say, every other young Cultivator of the Living Realm were after the same position of power even if it wasn't for the same reason, including Zhang Haochen; a quiet, handsome, unproblematic and extremely skilled young man with an unfortunate desire for his father's validation. Upon their arrival at the Cultivation school, it became apparent that not only did Calibri far outweigh them all(both men and women) in the department of looks, but also in his level of Cultivation! But how? How did he use all those lost Cultivation techniques? Why did he disappear all the time? Why in the world was Zhang Haochen (the man everyone wanted the attention of) so attached and fond of that 'PRINCESS' from day one? In fact, why did Zhang Haochen use his vocal chords in such abundance when it came to him? 
In a flurry of events, the time comes for the next Grandmaster to be chosen, but before Calibri has the chance to seize the title, he is betrayed by his closest companion, accused of a crime he did not commit
and banished to the dark dormain of the Underworld...
Years later, Calibri finds himself unwillingly forced to return to the Living Realm by the very person who betrayed him in the first place! 
He can't escape, so there's no choice to remain with that handsome traitor who's on a mission of his own: 1) Get Calibri's soul back 2) Make everyone who hurt Calibri suffer 3) Get Calibri to fall in love with him once again.
The mission wouldn't have been that hard if Calibri, Heaven, the Living Realm and the Underworld were against it.
 But alas, these conditions existed, and he had no choice but to overcome them if he wanted to ever see Calibri smile at him again, and not scream bloody murder every time he held him close. 
Yes, Zhang Haochen had a lot of atoning to do.
Can he do it? Will Calibri forgive him? Why did he betray him?

Read on to uncover the mysteries, and find out if their love can really conquer the odds!

"Oh. Did he get noticed already?" The young child seated on her gaming chair looked at the vital statistics displayed on the large screen. She had simply given a small hint and now the world was reacting to it? She tapped her fingers on the arm rest and pursed her lips, "Well, it couldn't be avoided then."
She glanced behind her and watched the other individuals glued to their screen, not even uttering a single word in response to her own. "What boring individuals." One of her eyes twitched but she resumed back to watching, until another matter took importance and she ended up having to resolve that first.
It was up to them to resolve this matter if they could.
.
.
.
A strong gust of wind tore past him.
Goosebumps trailed across his skin. He jerked back and looked behind him. The same street but no one around him. Was he going insane? 
He ended up elsewhere but still the intended place where he was supposed to be. It was confusing. This was Mou Gu's street, and he could even see the shop in the distance. But nobody was around. Han Jing's entire skin prickled—and he noticed something flashing across his screen.
[ Mana Sense Active ]
He narrowed his eyes and began to walk, quietly towards the shop. His gaze darted back and forth on the apartments and houses available in this district. Where the hell was everyone else? No life. No sound. No body. Nobody. 
It was him and the world alone. 
Not liking it any better, the situation that he was in. He ended up running and reaching the shop, the familiar sign of 'Mou's Family Diner' displayed outside of the small building. And yet nobody was there. No light. No signs of anybody being there at all. The door lay in front of him, urging him to open it.
Han Jing reached out, his knuckles ready to rap on the door—
When it sounded. The world turned itself over. Or rather, Han Jing looked up at the ceiling of the outside of the shop and realized he had fallen over—the eruptions of a howl that flipped him over. One moment he was on his feet and the next second he was on the ground. He still didn't know where he was, but one thing was sure, he wasn't safe. 
The sounds had come from far off—at least he thought so.
Warmth trickled in his ears, a sensation that made him reach for it. His fingers made contact with a liquid that he didn't have to see to even deem it as blood. His blood. But it wasn't enough to stop him, it hadn't hurt as he thought it would. Maybe he was too detached to even take note of it. Slowly, he pulled himself to his feet. He placed a hand on the door and leaned against it.
Han Jing glanced behind him and still found the street empty, nobody was present and only the buildings and street lights were visible. There were still some sparse trees and shrubs, the attempt of a city to make it greener, but there weren't too many. There was even a car a couple meters down the road but no other human. He was alone and stuck here. He ended up looking up into the sky—and found darkness. Nothing at all. 
No stars, no moon and not even a wisp of a cloud.
An unending stretch of darkness, that spread itself as far as his eyes could see it. The only recognizable things were his surroundings but even they made his skin crawl. Where the heck was he? Some underworld that looked exactly like his own? Something throbbed within himself. Until he caught note of what was on the corner of his vision. His screen was still working, and despite not checking it before—he whispered it to himself. "City Map."
Another screen displayed itself in front of him, and it was a map of this familiar place. He didn't check maps too much, but it was what he expected his place to have. The screen showed him all the streets and how they were all connected to one another, and his self was represented by a green dot. But more importantly, all the familiar landmarks were aptly placed and the street names were recognizable.
Even this System recognized this world to be the one he lived in.
So what the…? If he didn't know it, the Moderator probably would. He summoned the messaging app—but she was offline. The same went for the Wood Elf. A sigh escaped his lips as he placed a hand on his face. His fingers sticking itself to his face. He couldn't just stay like this. "Inventory?"
Nothing.
Not everything was available for him and he placed himself in this position. What a great decision to come here—but it might have happened even if he tried to get home. Would he still be able to get home? What happened to the others? They were probably alright if he was the only one stuck here—
Rustle.
His gaze caught something on the other end of the street, where the streetlights met with some of the stray trees and bushes that were still available in this place. He froze. He wasn't alone. Was it a dog? A stray animal? That was something he was placing his hopes up for even as he tensed himself for what was to come. 
And it shot out of the shrubs—a creature of shadows. 
"Ikikaeru!" 
That word didn't even work either as the creature stopped and tilted its head toward him. Shadows weren't the most appropriate word, it had a white face and its body was pure black. And it did look like something what an animal would be—it was as small as a cat. Beady black eyes gazed at him with a curious look.
Han Jing gulped and held his breath.
Even if it looked relatively small, he had no idea what it was and it was better he remained unseen. But that was begging for a miracle when he was just standing outside of a shop and he was the only human in the vicinity. 


What happens when a young man with bad luck receives the opportunity of a lifetime? 

After receiving a strange email to beta-test a game for $1000, will you venture into the world of Races: Online and meet multiple Fantasy Races? Will you embark onto the path of becoming one of the future Heroes and Adventurers by enrolling in the Kraelonia Academy? Will you seek to build your village or perhaps aim for the crown instead?

See the world through the lenses of the main protagonist and other characters:

Han Jing - a twenty-something young man who receives the email and becomes a Player. Live as a Student at Kraelonia Academy by night, but return to the real world by day and discover the world one lives in has its own secrets lingering beneath its surface.

Timothy Cook - an NPC (?) from Rockfall Village who also travels with 'Han' to Kraelonia Academy. A young man with a fiery personality and the [ Firestarter ] Skill to match, after losing his mother during the Demon Lord's attack, does he have anything left to do? The allure of magic calls to him, but what if he sinks deeper than he could possibly go?

A world of Classes, Levels, Swords and Sorcery... hop into the Races: Online server and start your quest today!

Or maybe meet up with the other Players offline?

"This Demon Lord would really like to have a word with you without the safety net of the game rules."

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WARNING: SLOW-PACED, MULTI-PERSPECTIVE SERIES.
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With every drop of sweat I produce, my magic seems to get less and less, "Hurry up and do it again, your mother isn't paying me to watch you slump over and breathe heavily. You have to survive your awakening to become the best witch of the coven". I look up at my instructor and I wish I could crack his skull open, "I'm doing my best and if that isn't enough than I advise you to tell my whack job of a mother that she's got the wrong witch". I heard the crack before I felt the pain, the bastard went and whipped me as punishment, I swear one day when I'm a fully fledged witch with all my powers, I'm gonna break his fingers, heal them and break them again and carry on the cycle until he understands women emotions. My god if this is how cranky I am normally, he seriously doesn't want to be around me when the time of the month comes around.

It's the end of practice and I'm walking back with sweat, blood and tears, when I hear a crackly noise that I know of so well, "Oh if it isn't little miss Princess, what troubles you today? I know you're so delicate so I thought you might need minor protection." A girl named Hailey Price threw her familiar at me, he was a little goblin in the shape of a kitten, I can still hear their obnoxious laughs in my ear. I threw her familiar on the ground and hexed it which made the bitch hit the floor and start choking, the only problem with familiars is that once your blood bound to it whatever she feels the familiar feels and vice versa. I'm glad I haven't got one yet. I walk past slowly and stop next to her writhing body, "Hurts doesn't it?" I don't say another word and keeps walking until I arrive home. The head butler was waiting for me at the door with a disapproving scowl on his face, my word gets out fast. "Would you explain to me Ma'am why it was a good idea to hex another witch, your mother is most displeased." I sigh and throw my stuff on the floor whilst maids picks up after me "She teased me and well she needs to know who not to mess with and definitely needs to protect her familiar better". The butler said no more and walks away to organise the house now that he's got an answer.

I almost got to the majestic wooden staircase when I heard my mother calling me, "Adrinaaaaaaa", I let my head hang loose and give myself pause, why me? Why does she insist on being in my life 24 hours of each day, maybe I want to study, maybe I want to sleep. I sigh and walk towards my mother's irritating voice, she turns to me in anger "Do you have any idea how hard it is to be Queen of a coven?" I sit my ass down knowing this is gonna be a long lecture, "I have raised you, given you everything I could give you, shown you resources and taught you magic two years earlier than most witches are introduced to magic and still you sit there and defy me? What is your game Princess Adrina Spellbook." I stare at her flawless make up and her flawless complexion and her flawless fashion and I just want to burn her wardrobe. I don't really know what's wrong with me maybe I'm just sick of feeling trapped, I'm sick of the title 'Princess' I don't want my mother has given me I just want to leave.... That gives me an idea, "listen mum, I don't want to be here, I don't want to be royalty, I don't even want to be best. I just want to be me and me is not good enough for you. I want to leave"

A young witch needs to find her place in a strange world full of dragons, humans and goblins. With every turn she takes something always holds her back but she has an unusual ally hidden in the dark.

Cooking for about 15 minutes, I have added multiple seasonings into this lion beast meat to make it tender and juicy.
I have used my utmost effort into making a delicacy dish for Cecilia, mainly because I don't want to have my body taste her essence flame.
Although it may seem like a joke to you, I know very well that she will really roast my body if I cooked some garbage and ruined her appetite.
"You're nervous for a person who claimed to be a gourmet cooker."
"I won't be this nervous if a certain someone did not threaten to roast my body."
"Pretty cheeky now aren't you little boy. Maybe I should teach you some lesson so that you learn how to speak politely to this queen." Cecilia said while her mouth curled into a big smile.
'Damn it, can't I win against an argument once from you?' I could only sigh and surrender myself because I have nothing that could work against her.
After another 30 minutes, the lion beast meat is done and you can smell the aroma already. The meat is huge and can be cut into at least 10-15 steak slices so I took one piece before handing another one to Cecilia.
I didn't dare to watch her eat the meat because a woman does not like to be watched when eating their food. They prefer to eat it silently and I was right about my thinking because Cecilia made a glare at me before she eats the steak.
'Tch, you don't need to glare at me this coldly when I wasn't even interested, to begin with. I'm starving from fighting so long and can't wait to eat my portion.'
I said in my mind as I start chomping on the steak. Being hungry is reasonable enough to forget about any table manners.
I rather eat all the meat to fulfill my hunger than be a gentleman in front of Cecilia since she knows my acting skill already.
Taking around 1-2 hours to finally finish this delicacy, my body has survived from being roasted by Cecilia's essence flame.
Although she didn't compliment me, her facial expression of joy has betrayed her. I didn't point it out as I'm too fatigued to start another teasing comment.
I went straight to sleep since Cecilia controls this space, a bed has appeared magically and I fell asleep.
This was the first time I have ever overworked myself to the limit and I knew my days are going to be like this.
Being a cultivator sure has its pros and cons. Being strong is good but the hard work needed is too much and one mistake can mean the end of your life.
Sleeping for some time, Cecilia suddenly wakes me up. I asked her in confusion on why she wakes me up when I'm tired.
'Are we going to continue training at this time?' I sighed at the amount of work but hearing Cecilia's next word, my expression turn cold.
Traces of those dogs was spotted nearby and Cecilia is extremely sensitive to those auras. I got up and went out of the mysterious space.
"Approximately how far those dogs are located at?"
"They're in 20km to the north of your current position. Proceed with caution, they're extremely careful and hard to detect. I'm too familiar with those dog's aura which is why I was able to get a glimpse of them."
I nodded at Cecilia's word and slowly go to their location using Flash Point. This technique is truly amazing despite being in the initial phase.
Only 2 minutes or so, I have successfully closed the distance but I made sure to be careful of my surrounding.
I'm not here to attack them but to enquire for more information. These dogs are most likely the small fry and have no value if I kill them.
I rather spy and eavesdrop on their conversation to hear their scheme or what are their motive. I refuse to believe these people are willing to spend 10,000 years on Cecilia.
The initial year of chasing will be understandable but Cecilia has suffered a tremendous setback and injury caused by them.
They will most likely predict that she has died somewhere and not enforce these many people to tiny worlds.
While I was spying on them, I was surprised to see a very familiar person. This person is so familiar that I have even thrashed him with one fireball before.
Situ Sheng, this brainless fool is actually collaborating with these so-called black mage in his knowledge. Working with the enemy without even knowing their true identity.
If that's not a brainless fool then everyone in this world is smart. Mentioning this Situ Sheng, I have forgotten about him thinking about revenge when I left the mana tracking or qi tracking to be precise.
He was such a nobody that I didn't care anymore about that fight but to think he's exactly like those retard. Detrimental to the point of going to the enemy side.
"Kid, did you have the detailed map of the Town and location of the secret tunnel?"
"Yes, I have it right here but don't forget our deal. I want that Zhen brat to die and I know he didn't leave the Town and is currently in this Forest."
"Don't worry, as long as your intel is proven some worth, we can easily finish that kid."
Meanwhile, I was quietly listening to their conversation and to think the topic is all about me in the end. 'Ah Situ Sheng, how cute can you be to this much of a fool.'
From the dog's tone of speech, they're basically bullshitting him as they have no intention of targeting me. If they really want to assist this dumb Situ then I would have been targeted ever since the time I step foot in this forest.
However, they didn't and I was fatigued most of the time, which will give them the perfect opportunity to assassinate me. 
I could only shake my head as I think of the dog's word, secret tunnel. If I recall correctly then John brought us to a secret tunnel before in the City Council.
I have concluded myself and inform Cecilia of my inference and she agreed with my conjecture too. The Town could now be considered a ghost town and not many are left to guard the town.
If these dog's target is something in the secret tunnel of the City Council then they will easily succeed given their manpower at this moment.
The magical beast riot was simply a smokescreen to distract and create panic. They can easily take something there and manipulate the beast to destroy everything in the town.
With everything in ruin, it's the perfect way to hide their true intention and cover their tracks. Unfortunately for them, this time, they'll have to face me and Cecilia.

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“Huh, I didn’t die from falling off the skyscraper,” Zhen said as he touched every part of his body.

His tragic life event on Earth has left him feeling hopeless and depressed. To escape and end it all, he chose death.

Unfortunately, life always loves to joke with people as Zhen is transported to another world. With his superficial knowledge from reading fantasy novels in the past, Zhen wasn’t even surprised by this kind of situation.

“Since heaven decided to give me a second chance, I shall do everything in my power to do whatever I want without being shackled.” Zhen slowly got up as he looked forward to his future path.


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