December 19th, 2015 15:20. Incheon International Airport. Yeongjong-do, Incheon City.

A rugged looking man with an intimidating look wore a black suit passed the customs inspection desk. Quickly walking out of the airport terminal, his intense piercing eyes scanned each person around him from behind dark sunglasses as he took out his smartphone to check something. 

- Code name FH225 confirming arrival.
- Code name AX001 target information upload complete. 
- Code name FH225 confirming receipt.

Five minutes later, a black van stopped in front of the man. He had a brief conversation, then he exited Incheon International Airport and headed to Seoul. The man in the black suit took out his smartphone again and clicked on a recently received email.


Address: XX Suyu-dong, 2nd floor. Gangbuk-gu, Seoul. 
Name: Kim In-jik
Age: 24
Occupation: Junior at Daehan University Computer Science Department
Task: Assassination and destruction of hacking files

After confirming all the information, the man in the black suit spoke succinctly to the driver.

"Grand Hyatt Hotel."

*  *  *

December 19th, 2015 16:00. Busan Port International Passenger Terminal. Busan.

An Asian man in a dark jumper jacket wearing his beanie low swiftly passed immigration. He introduced himself as a Japanese tourist and headed to the parking lot. Perhaps aware that his appearance didn't match that of a Japanese tourist, he quickly paced toward the part of the parking lot where a passenger car had been readied for him. He pressed on the car keys. 

Blip! Blip!

A black sedan sounded a short alarm and flashed brake lights to his 11 o'clock. As he briskly entered the driver's seat of the black sedan, the Asian man peeked at the rear seat. After confirming the presence of a large rectangular bag, the Asian man took out a smartphone from his pocket and sent a text.

- Code name SD887 confirming arrival.
- Code name AX001 target information upload complete.
- Code name SD887 confirming receipt.

Like his black suited counterpart at the Incheon airport, the Asian man opened his smartphone and clicked on an email he just received. 


Address: Shinara Apartments, Building 105, Unit 701. Geoje1-dong, Yeonje-gu, Busan.
Name: Kim Guk-jin, Lee Na-gyung, Kim Young-jik
Age: 55, 51, 18
Occupation: Director at Bukyung Construction Corp., Housewife, Senior at Geoje High School
Task: Assassination

After checking his email, the Asian man threw his phone down on the passenger seat, started the car, and made his way out of the parking lot.

District 51 security agents, who finally succeeded in tracking down the hackers, reported their information to Awold Harley. Harley had relayed the target information to the two Scorpion agents.

*  *  *

December 19th, 2015 18:00. Kim In-jik's apartment. Suyu-dong, Gangbuk-gu, Seoul.

Kim In-Jik asked Kang Kyoung-ho, "Hey! Aren't you going home?"

Kang Kyoung-ho looked like he had no intention of going home, as he had been hanging out and freeloading in Kim In-Jik's apartment ever since the semester had ended. 

Inexplicably giddy, Kyoung-ho mockingly replied to In-jik with a huge grin. "Nope! I'm going to live here until something fun happens. Haha."

"Weren't you set up with Eun-hye? Aren't you meeting your girlfriend?"

"Didn't I tell you? We broke up."

"Already? Well, go find something to do today. I have to meet a parent to discuss a tutoring assignment."

He had recently made an appointment with the parent of a student he tutored before his compulsory military service. She had asked for tutoring service during the winter. 

"Okay. Bring back some chicken and beer."

Although Kyung-ho seemed odious and bothersome, Kim In-Jik set out from the door with a cool reply, "Sure!"

As In-jik was getting on Subway 4 to go to Hyehwa-dong, he had an uncomfortable and ominous feeling. He dismissed it, thinking it was because he hadn't been on a subway for a long time. 

*  *  *

December 19th, 2015 22:00. Rooftop of a building. Suyu-dong, Gangbuk-gu, Seoul.

A man in black attire and a face mask was on the rooftop of a 10-story building, carefully observing a multi-family residential building 100 meters away. He had been watching for about 20 minutes. 

Shortly thereafter, the man checked his watch. He took out what looked like a telescope and slowly started scanning the building from the first floor to the rooftop on the third floor. The telescope showed transparent imagery, showing the inside of the units with 3D objects and persons in different colors. 

"Four people on the first floor. One dog. Two people on the second floor. One person on the third floor. The target is the person on the second floor."

To be exact, the target was Kim In-jik. He took out his smartphone, called In-jik, and confirmed through a heat map that it was him on the phone. He swiftly took out a number of objects from his bag and started to put them together. 

What was assembled looked like an anti-tank gun launcher, but half the size.

*  *  *

December 19th, 2015 22:00. Subway 4 platform. Hyehwa Station, Seongbuk-gu, Seoul.

In-jik, who was waiting for the train to arrive after his meeting with the parent for the tutoring job, received a phone call. "Hello?"

"When are you coming? I'm so hungry."

"You glutton. I'm at Hyehwa station. I'll be there in 30 minutes."

"Okay, cool. Oh right. Everything go well?"

"Yeah. Decided to do three days a week starting next week. More pay this time around."

"That's my boy. Working hard to feed his bro. Haha. Anyways, don't forget what I asked..."

Click! "Hello? What? You hung up on me?"

Bang!!

The entire subway station slightly shook with the sound of an explosion.

As In-jik was thinking that there must have been a gas explosion accident, a train arrived on the platform. 

*  *  *

December 19th, 2015 22:27. Exit 5, Suyu Station. Gangbuk-gu, Seoul.

In-jik was met with a big surprise coming out of exit five. The road was full of fire engines passing by with sirens blaring. There was black smoke in the direction they were headed soaring among the lights.  

That…that's the direction of my apartment.

As the thought crossed his mind, he took out his smartphone and called Kyoung-ho. All he got was a message that the phone was turned off. As the foreboding feeling grew, he started to run towards his apartment. 

*  *  *

December 19th, 2015 22:30. Near In-jik's apartment. Suyu-dong, Gangbuk-gu, Seoul.

Approaching his apartment past a line of fire engines, In-jik's eyes expanded in horror. Where there was supposed to be a three-story residence was a pile of building materials with the building destroyed and burnt without a trace. The surrounding buildings were also half-destroyed and falling apart. Firefighters were busy trying to contain the fire, telling blank-faced and lethargic In-jik to get out of the way. 

"Young man! It's dangerous here! Move away!"

In-jik couldn't hear a thing. All he heard was a hallucination of Kyoung-ho's voice crying out for help...the voice in his head grew louder. Soon enough, big tears rolled down his face and he eventually started to wail. "Kyoung-ho! No! Kyoung-ho!"

A policeman taken aback by In-jik's sudden wailing tried to sit him down and calm him down, probably thinking In-jik was a family member of one of the victims. 

In this madness a phone call came. 

"Hel…Hello."

"In-jik, it's your uncle."

"What's going on?"

"In-jik, listen carefully. Be calm."

"Yes? What is it?"

"A short while ago, there was a gas explosion accident at your home. Your father, your mother, and your younger brother Young-jik were kill..."

Thud! Plonk!

In-jik dropped his smartphone and fainted. 

"Huh? Hey young man, wake up! Officer Kim! Call an ambulance!"

A novel about the Government and its people becoming one to raising their country back up.
A militaristic style novel that implements slight futuristic technology as the plot's basis.

While I was thinking about which zombie I would let eat me, I heard  a sound that was unmistakably the sound of a motorcycle

I looked at the direction of the motorcycle and saw a handsome guy with blonde hair ride the motorcycle into the swam of zombie

Breaking their bones and creating a passage to me, he parked beside me and pulled out dual guns, he shot at the zombies, skillfully aiming for their heads

"Climb now, drop the cat " he yelled without looking at me

"am not going anywhere without my cat" i quipped at him

"Just climb" he replied with exhaustion, still not looking at me

Without hesitation I climbed the motorcycle, I would rather follow a handsome stranger than stay with foul breath zombies.

He threw a grenade at them, it exploded with a bang, I could see zombies arms and legs in the air, he rode into the smoke
I held on to him tight, I could feel strong abs under the tight gray T-shirt he wore

He took a turn down the road and we were faced with a larger swam of zombies
There was no way he would be able to drive past them but he didn't flinch at all, he just pushed his braked and stopped the motorcycle

"What do we do?" I asked with pleading eyes

"Wait for it" he calmly replied

Before I could ask he what he meant, an armored truck wheeled into the street and blasted the zombies with amazing firepower
An African American man at around 30 was driving the truck he laughed excitedly like he was having fun.

The door of the truck flung open and an Asian girl at about 17 came down from the truck wilding a sword, she wore a Chinese school uniform

She ran after the zombies that were coming behind us
I thought she was crazy for running after something we were running from
Before I could protest, I noticed a fat man come out of the truck he was holding a hamburger in one one hand and a large metal bat with metal spikes on it in the other
He ate the last bit of the hamburger and ran towards the direction of the Asian school girl

I looked back and saw the Asian girl effortlessly slicing zombies brain open, she was so agile and nimble taking out ten zombies in a split second
The fat man joined in the action and blasted off zombies head with his metal spiky bat

"Your friends?" I uttered

"Yup" he turned on the motorcycle and drove past the truck

The truck driver stopped shooting and we rode through with ease

"Let's go guys, coast is clear" the truck driver hollered at the Asian girl and the fat man

"Am not a guy" the Asian girl retorted with a frown on her face

I couldn't see the driver's reaction because the hunk of a man in front of me made turned left, riding at an incredible speed
After nearly an hour of riding round the city he stopped the motorcycle at a cliff, the cliff was a bit distant from the city

"Get down" he said in a way that sounded more like an order than a request
I got down from the motorcycle a bit pissed at his authoritative personality but I was gonna let it pass, I would be inside a zombie's belly if not for him, he parked the motorcycle and came down too

"Thank you for saving me" I said, finally taking a good look at him, he was taller than I thought and I could see blue eyes under his short eye lashes
He wore a  grey t-shirt under his brown jacket and faded blue jeans that fitted him perfectly

When I noticed him staring at me, I suddenly became uncomfortable in the hospital gown I was wearing

"What were you still doing in the city, evacuation had taken place months ago" he asked, looking me straight in the eyes

"Evacuation?" I was a little lost, is it possible that I had been asleep for months, I thought to myself "what is today's date?"

"22 December 2019" he answered

"Holy shit" I had been asleep for a whole year, how was that even possible

"How is it possible that you are not aware of the evacuation?" He asked with questioning eyes

"Maybe because have been asleep for a whole year" I replied
He didn't really seem to believe

"Look I woke up today in an empty hospital, I have no idea what is going on here" 
He looked me down from head to toe and this time seemed to believe me because even without a mirror I knew I looked like an old hag

"When the others get here we will take you to base" his face seemed to soften a little

"What happened to this city?" I asked with a shaken voice, knowing full well the answer I would receive

"A certain Dr Jane Dumont invented a formula meant to cure HIV and without testing it on animals first, went against the orders of her company and tested it on a human being, the procedure went wrong and now we have walking zombies" he said it with hatred in his eyes

My eyes were wide with horror, my tongue stuck to my mouth unable to move, that is not the answer I expected, what scared me most was the fury in his eyes when he said my name

"Are you okay?" He asked me noticing my state of shock but before I could bring myself to say something, the armored truck drove into the area, after parking the truck, the driver and the others came down

"is she bitten?" The driver asked him

"No" he replied

"Trey, the next time Andre calls me a guy am gonna cut off his tongue" the Asian girl said to the motorcyclist

Andre laughed and replied "you are still hung on that, come on chill?"

"I'll chill after your tongue is on the ground" she retorted, a bit too tough for a seventeen year old

Trey laughed a bit and turned his attention to me, when he laughed he looked like a cute high school boy 
"Since you going to be hanging with us until we get to the base it will be best if you knew our names, that's Andre Raymond"
He pointed at the African American man, who smiled nicely at me, Trey then pointed at the Asian girl

"That's Jing Jing" 

"Don't touch my sword and we'll be fine" she said swiftly

Why the hell would I want to touch her sword 
He then pointed at the fat guy who was busy munching snacks
"And fatso over there is Slim Eddie"

That seemed to me like an odd name for a guy who weighed up to 160 pounds
"Am Trey McCain" he said lastly

"Are you guys soldiers?" I asked

They all bust out laughing except for Trey

"Soldiers?" Jing jing asked before laughing again

Their laughter made me feel a bit stupid by my question

"Soldiers never leave the comfort and safety of the base, those cowards would pass out if they saw a zombie up close" Andre said it with contempt in his voice

"Then what are you guys?" I asked, hoping not to get laughed at again

"We are scavengers" Trey replied "in the base there are few hundred people who sign up to leave the base and bring in supplies from the outside world and sometimes capture zombies if the scientists need them for experiments"

"To cut the long story short, we are the guys who do the dirty jobs" Andre added

"Am not a guy" Jing Jing glared at Andre

" fine, we are the girls who do the dirty jobs " Andre replied

"Much better" Jing Jing looked pleased

They all laughed again
"Do you get paid?" I asked

"Money has no value at the base, we get 10 percent of all the food supplies we bring in and that's a lot compared to the measly meals the citizens get" Jing Jing replied

" you actually risk being eaten by zombies for food?" I asked, shocked at what the world had become

"When you have a family who need to feed, you have no choice but to sign up, plus every citizen in the base depend on the scavengers to survive" Andre replied sadly

"we have to get going we can't be in the city when its dark" Trey ordered, suddenly back to his authoritative attitude
He climbed his motorcycle and they others head into the truck

"What happens when its dark" I asked Andre

"Trust me, you don't want to know" he entered into the truck and I joined him inside, definitely not wanting another ride from bossy Trey

Jane Dumont and her medical team try to invent a formula to cure HIV but things go wrong and the formula becomes a virus turning half of the world population into Zombies

As Eriksson asked, Kazakhstan also began to prepare for the aftereffects of the global economic war.
Now, Kazakhstan's economic power, which had entered the ranks of middle-power countries, could hardly easily weather the high waves of economic war.
However, the leaders of Kazakhstan should try their best to prepare for it.
To strengthen the weak economic constitution, fixing the property prices, the main culprit behind the overspending, was necessary.


"You said we should set a real estate price, do you think that's artificially possible? Rising consumption and rising real estate prices are proof that the economy is improving, but if the administration adjusts it, it's like a socialist country."

"Your Highness, Kazakhstan is the ninth largest country in the world, but isn't it strange that real estate prices are skyrocketing? It is because the development of land is concentrated only in large cities and foreigners are driving property prices by buying buildings in the suburbs of big cities at random. We need to hurry up and cool down this overheated overspending trend."

"Aren't foreigners investing more because Kazakhstan's economy is stable?"

"It's highly likely that they are speculators who just raise the price and then slip away at some point."

"Speculators?"

"We can't rule out the possibility of a foreign force behind them."

"We'll have to take a closer look at foreign real estate transactions. Ask the Ministry of Home Affairs for data."

"We have already asked for foreigners' property transaction data."

"Sir Eriksson. What measures do I need to take to tackle the real estate price?"

"We should build satellite cities around big cities. That will naturally lead to a drop in property prices. It's one of the ways we can pull out those who caused the prices of buildings and land soar. It's also going to improve the environments of the overpopulated cities."

"I guess we should start building satellite cities near Almaty and Astana first."

"That's not enough. To prevent ballooning effects, we need to include both the federal capital and the second city."


As in any country, announcing the development plan of a new city plan would reduce the attractiveness of existing cities by half.
If satellite cities of the capital and second cities of the Federal Kingdom of Kazakhstan, speculators' intention would lose its power.


"Your Highness. You have to announce the development of new towns to the press first. We need a little show to cool down the hyped-up property market. They'll believe because you have a history of establishing a residential town for 15 million people in a short period."


The world's media described the creation of the city for Kurdish and Syrian refugees as a miracle of the Ural River.
No other country in the world had ever created a residential area in such a short period of time.
Although construction was still underway, most of the residential areas had been completed.


"Really? Then I'll talk to Prime Minister Kasim and announce it right away."

"That's the way to go. If there's a new investment destination, people will save money. Naturally, overconsumption will decrease."


***


These days, Kazakhstan was like a construction site all over the country.
With economic indicators improving, the government budget also had some leeway, so construction work was underway for railway projects, highway projects, and tourism development projects.
In particular, the tourism development project was led by the royal family and world-class construction companies, so the process was very smoothly progressing.

The future of Kazakhstan was uncertain to rely on exports of the underground resources, and there were limitations in building factories to make high-tech products due to the lack of high-quality manpower, so the country turned to the tourism industry.
There was nothing like the tourism service industry as a way to make money without ravaging the country with resources development.

In European countries, tourism was a big part of the national economy.
This was because the natural scenery alone could raise the income of residents without the need for large-scale investments like factories.
The natural scenery of the Federal Kingdom of Kazakhstan was as beautiful as Switzerland and Austria.
The mountain areas of Kyrgyzstan and Tajikistan were especially jaw-droppingly beautiful. Not to mention the mountains and valleys covered with thousands of meters of snow that were untouched by humans, and the mountainous lakes called for awes.

Although the scenery was beautiful, there was a lack of roads or railroads to approach it. However, the tough geographical features did not allow people to construct infrastructures without accidents, injuries, and high costs as there were frequent landslides and road maintenance costs.
So, a simple alternative was suggested, which was to build airfield facilities that allowed the access of propeller planes with a short take-off and landing distance.


Youngho and Eriksson were at Lake Issyk Kul in Kyrgyzstan.
The first thing Eriksson did when he returned to the royal territory was to look around Youngho's business sites to see if there were any problems.


"Your Highness, I think it would be better to target Southeast Asian tourists than European tourists."

"Don't you think European tourists are going to spend more money?"

"South Asian tourists spend more than European tourists. I've been watching tourists in Greece, and generally, Southeast Asian tourists were the people who spent the most."


According to Eriksson, Europeans tended to make thorough tour plans, eventually spending little or no extra spending, while Southeast Asians tended to be more spontaneous, carrying their travel expenses with them leisurely.
Eriksson meant to promote Central Asia to Southeast Asia.


"If you promote snow and glaciers in Central Asia, they will flock like clouds."

"Even if there are crowds of tourists, there are no direct flights."

"So I'm telling you, I think we should also operate our national airline to Southeast Asia."

"South Asian people prefer Europe. Will they come here?"

"It's possible if we compete with cheaper tour packages, but I don't mean to make Central Asia a cheap tourist destination. It's important to attract tourists first. When they come and experience Kyrgyzstan, soon it will be widely known through word of mouth."
 
"It's going to cost a lot of publicity."
 
"You have to be prepared for that. It's not even known to the Black Sea or the Caucasus countries. It's to promote our country to the world. Fortunately, we have a relatively advantageous position because the royal family exists. If you take advantage of its fame and fantastical factor, there will be people who visit Kazakhstan."
 
"Do we have to put the royal family in front?"
 
"Your Highness, it's about generating revenue. And to dispel the perception that Central Asia is underdeveloped, the royal family must come to the fore. There are no poor countries in Europe where the royal family still survives."
 
"..."
 
"The existence of the royal family is like having a superior culture. In fact, Kazakhstan is where fairytale-like stories live and breathe."
 
 
'Don't tell me you're opening a love story between me and Fatima.'
 
If Youngho did that, he would suffer a lot from Fatima.
This thought popped in his head, but the wrong response came out.
 
 
"It's promoting Kazakhstan, and of course, the royal family should take the lead."
 
 
Eriksson went through all the details and made up for problems.
He managed to establish an environment to elongate tourists' stay by planning things such as building mountain railways and cable cars of the 60-kilometer section from Issyk Kul Lake to steep peaks.
The same was built in other tourist spots of Kyrgyzstan.
Youngho accepted it because it was cheaper than opening roads, but he was busy tapping the calculator.
Youngho was bitter as his pocket would be empty when he was done developing Tajikistan as well.
 
 
"Your Highness, you look very sorry. That doesn't even cost you a couple of fighter jets."
 
 
If it were to buy weapons, Youngho would have no hesitation to spend money, but he did not want to invest so much in tourism infrastructure that did not bring outcome right away.
 
 
"Who said it was a waste?"
 
"Then I understand that you allowed it."
 
 
After making sure, Eriksson's move was unhindered.
 
 
***
 
 
Eriksson, who had been pouring out orders for the tourism project, did not say anything since the two reached the Pamir Plateau.
 
 
"Your Highness, this is a perfect place for trekking. There's nothing else to develop. I think Europeans will like it if we build a few cabin hotels around here."
 
 
Although there were four seasons here, it was as if only winter and summer existed here as spring and fall were short. Winter lasted eight months and summer lasted only two months.
It was ridiculous to say that Europeans would like such a graceless place.
 
 
"Will they come to a desolate place like this without a tree?"
 
"Europeans tend to enjoy nature more than artificial places. Europeans prefer adventure if Asians seek convenience. It would be a big hit if we offered a tour package allowing them to trek around the mountain while watching the Marco Polo sheep."
 
 
The Pamir Plateau was also home to the world's rare mountain sheep, Marco Polo.
Even in the winter, the sight of mountain sheep flocking on the steep rock wall was spectacular.
It was amazing that Marco Polo sheep could be a tourist product.
Youngho had no idea that the sheep he spotted every time he came here was the rare Marco Polo sheep.
 
 
"Are they such great mountain sheep? I was going to hunt one and stuff it to decorate my wall."
 
 
Eriksson gave Youngho a dumbfounded look and moved on to another question.
 
 
"I heard that there are wolves and snow leopards here. Have you ever seen them with your own eyes?"
 
"The militia that used to protect this place said they've been coming out from time to time. I don't know about the snow leopard, but I've seen wolves a few times."
 
"Then they must be still living here."
 
"Of course they are. I'm sure they're hiding now because of the sound of the engines of the armored vehicles."
 
"Then Pamir has a great travel package in itself. Europeans will surely love this place."
 
"Many people have worked hard to protect the Pamir Plateau, and I guess it was worth it."
 
"The Pamir Plateau will change the tourism industry in the federal country of Tajikistan."

Empire of the Ring is a Korean modern fantasy epic adventure novel that sets in the nations of the Caucasus mountain range which separates Europe and Asia. The nations of Caucasus are regions of many conflicts over territories, ethnicities, and religions. The story begins as Lee Youngho, a warm-hearted Korean merchandiser, takes a business trip to a disputed territory of the Caucasus nations to sell Korean unmanned security systems only to get misconstrued as a spy and caught by Armenian militia. Youngho eventually gets involved with the militia and CIA to help out people of the regions from conflicts and works toward a birth of a new empire in Caucasus.

This is an ongoing novel from Korea with more than 750 chapters as of today. The pace can feel a little bit slow in the beginning but as the story unfolds, you will be drawn into the world of Caucasus. If you are a modern fantasy/adventure lover, you will enjoy learning about different regions and cultures in Eurasia and Eastern Europe as Youngho travels around the places. Happy reading! 

*Disclaimer: The following contains depictions of religion and ethnic disputes. We do not support the author's views, we are only translating and editing the novel. This fictional novel is inspired by real-world people, places, and events — the author has taken these people, places, and events and embellished them as characters with conversations and backgrounds as done in fiction.

Title: The Anthology In Which We Met

Description: About a student reviewer and Light Novelist classmate forming a rivalry about stories. This is about their day to day interactions as they learn more about writing stories from each other.

This is basically me writing in my pass time some concepts I don't have the time to actually write in full length. That's why I'm just listing it based on what genre story it is rather than anything concrete.

Prologue: Meeting My Dreaded Nemesis!

As a child, I always believed myself to be the hero of my own story. That I was hiding some special talent even I myself didn't know about was waiting for my time to shine. The media that affected me most was watching 'Superheroes' and other kind of generally nice protagonists easily getting ahead in life. It was like the world itself was protecting them from harm.

However, as I grew up, I realised that I severely underestimated the 'story' of life. It was when I realised that I was slowly becoming an 'outcast' with no friends in Primary School did I realise that just waiting for life to shower you with luck is just an unrealistic fantasy only protagonists in fiction could do. An actual human being needed to work hard!

To think that I was narrow-minded enough to believe that the fiction of reality was as simple as a power fantasy... It wasn't a self-indulgent tale created to cater to whims of reader's desires!

Instead, it was an extremely adaptive and interactive story where choices and the will of the almighty author of my life mattered most. The story of James Speedwagon could even become a tragedy or psychological drama if I didn't pay enough attention to the people around me. This realisation led me to aim for the perfect slice-of-life my story should be...!

This made me exercise my body, honing my fashion sense by asking my sister for advice, and generally paying attention to the 'story' happening around me so I could avoid the worst outcomes imaginable.

Once my backstory was finished and I moved on to Secondary School, I knew at that moment that this time it was truly my time to shine! The training to become a typical good-looking classmate who could enjoy is school life with his high popularity was a success. Ahhh, the wonders of using everything one has in their disposal to control their story's route~

The feeling of being control of my life is so wonderful~! Who wouldn't love this kind of life?

A mob never undergoes intense hardships!

I had a nice group of friends with the same interest as me, no bullies, high grades, and the respect of the people around me. Although their were the odd few who viewed me as stuck-up and arrogant due to their jealousy, everything was mostly perfect.

Not only did I have a great mask that allowed others to have better feelings about, but my true identity also shined in the vast ocean of the internet as Webnovelist that posted an anthology of short stories online for my own amusement. Seeing people comment in order to praise me for my hard work really made me feel that all the time I spent toiling and planning fiction was worth every moment of it.

Everything was so peaceful... until SHE came along...

"Good morning, today we're going to introduce a new transfer student. Please be sure to treat her nicely, okay?" The bald-headed teacher spoke with a tone that left no room to refute. However, before the person in question was sent to sit at her seat, the transfer gestured by putting her hand up.

"...You don't have to put up your hand."

"Sir, can I do a self introduction? Pleeeassee~" The girl transfer student stretched out her last words in an extremely cute tone. This, combined with her natural Asian beauty, made it hard deny her.

"You can..."

"Thank you, Sir~" Even her words of gratitude seemed to be affected by her bubbly personality and came out sounding pleasant to hear. If she became a voice actor then I'm sure she'd make a lot of money.

"Nice to meet everyone, my name is Tina Sakura. I may look and sound like your typical Japanese foreigner but if you ask if I actually know how to speak Japanese, then you'll be disappointed~!

Some claim I'm eccentric while others claim I'm fun to be with, but what's my most notable quality is that I'm the Light Novel author of 'Is my Big Brother really a Magic Assassin?'. My pen-name is 'Girigiri-girl' and I'm a Genius Writer that's quite popular online~!" The girl named Tina spoke with so much confidence that my short-circuited in confusion.

Was this girl out of her mind? Did she not feel any shame? How could she reveal her identity as a writer so easily? This is quite strange... Normally, most would try to avoid being labelled as some kind of 'Bookworm', but this girl seems perfectly content with the outcome...! Somehow, her bubbly personality seemed to melt everyone's hearts quite quickly... Eventually, the entire class befriended her.

However, when it finally came to my turn of having my heavily guarded heart melted by her extroverted attitude, I buckled and decided to avoid her altogether instead. Why? Well, it was because she took the 'spotlight' without even trying to.

I felt quite jealous towards her... Not only did she honestly talk about her hobbies, but she didn't even have to pay attention to anyone else's feelings to befriend them. It was almost like she was a naturally born main character who didn't need to put effort into her appearance yet still got along with everyone around her. Strangely, I've even come to hate that part about her... I feel like my effort was wasted...!

"Hey, you okay...?"

"It's nothing. Just leave me alone. Be quite in the library." I asked while spending my break 'reading'.

No, it wasn't quite that. This Girigiri-girl before me might be an 'Author', but I myself was actually a 'Troper' that recognised the ins and outs of a story in order to give it an appropriate review. My username of 'Prince Pauper, the Troper' online was treated like a grim reaper which many tried to stay away from due to my constructive but negative review methods.

"You like reading as well?" She asked with curiosity.

I closed the Fantasy Novel I Has in my hand and nodded my head since there's no use hiding it. I've already realised the errors of my ways and decided to stop hiding what parts of me are truly 'real'...

"That's great! Do you wanna become pen-pals?" The girl asked with great enthusiasm. It was this mundane conversation that started the endless battles between me and my nemesis, Tina Sakura!

(Cover by Darkstar Dust)

This is a story I worked on ages ago that has been refined and edited by adding foreshadowing to events while also simplifying the power system better than before. This story can be considered a prequel to An Adventure Beyond Greatness as it takes place years prior to the events of that story.

Short Synopsis:
After retiring from the battlefield, my life became empty and lifeless. The regrets of my past haunt me in my sleep. Then a change occurred, a King from another world summoned me to fight for his kingdom, but I died even before I could give him my answer. Now, after a fake God allowed me to reincarnate (albeit imperfectly) with my memories intact, into a world filled with magic and swords.

Long Synopsis:
This is about a flawed protagonist who only knew to rely on others and not socialise who gets a second chance to change himself in order to live the life he aimed for in his past life. The narrator isn’t exactly trustworthy since it is purely in his bias perspective while other perspectives given by others fill in the blanks that he either leaves out or twists to suit the situation.

The story itself can be considered a parody of Isekai’s classic tropes which are given a sense of reality as time goes by. As there exists no ‘Demon Lord’, there is also no black and white, only characters opinions and counter-opinions throughout the story.

The person moves closer and closer to Mu Feng but the latter didn't even move, The person stopped only a few step from him

" Would you stop and look at me! Humph!! Don't you miss me at all?"

Mu Feng finally raised his head away from the computer and turn around to look at the person. The person has black silky hair, grey eyes, peach blossom lips and  a baby face. So cute!

" Okay... I'm looking at you, kaito"

When the guy named kaito saw Mu Feng, he was stunned. His friend was so charming now that he could beat him without even trying!

" Y- You! So it's true that you changed your appearance! Waaa... Bring back the old Mu Feng! How am I suppose to have you all to my self now. Waaa"

'This guy, doesn't he know that he is over dramatic' Mu Feng was really stunned by his actions! He looks like a young maiden in distress

" You, your not gay u know! So stop acting like one"

" HeHe~ but seriously you don't seem to miss me at all. You didn't even ask me about my trip" he said while pouting cutely like a spoilt brat who didn't get what he wanted

" Okay how was your trip" he deliberately emphasized the word trip because he knows its not a normal trip

" Eh, just some useless problems. The king of the Japanese underworld's son kidnapped the king of the Korean underworld's daughter and that caused chaos in the underworld empire...long story short, it was just boring!"

" So your trip was just nonsense"

" Well the Japanese's wife and the Korean King's wife did fight. Hehe they were pulling each others hair like teenagers. Haha what a good show!"

" Hm... But your back into your hide out I see... Were you really Amnesiac? "

" What do you mean?"

" You had an accident a month ago remember. Of course you don't remember, so it was true! I told you just let me deal with those bi*ches. I don't understand why you don't want me to destroy them!"

" I prefer to deal with them myself"

" And when is that happening"

" Ahhhhhhhhhhhh" A loud scream that filled the whole house was heard

" Right now! C'mon" he said as he smiled

" Oo I can't wait" Kaito was as excited as a super fan that was going to meet his favourite idol
While walking down the hallways Mu Feng woke pixie up
' Pixie release it' 
[ Okay] he said with a sleepy voice and then another loud scream was heard. Kaito immediately increased his pace while giggling like a teenager in love! 
'oh and bring out the panda, put it in my room' 
[ okay] 
[Goodnight. It is done] 
'Night pixie' 
' The owner is really lucky to have such a caring friend like kaito' He said as he recalled how the two met
=====================
The two little cute boys met at kindergarten for the first time but they weren't that close. When the school building caught on fire, Kaito saved his life and ever since that day they became as close as brothers and whenever kaito is around people don't dare to bully Mu Feng.

Kaito is the king of the Asian underworld, People from the underworld killed his biological parents because of something that they were  framed for. Kaito then lived his life in the streets stealing money and food to survive until the King of the Asian underworld found him and because he has no heir to the throne, he took him in, he groomed Kaito into a killing machine but he also let the young Kaito to go to school. A few years later the King died and Kaito became the new king and after getting to know the truth about his parents and who killed them, he started a path of revenge, killing everyone that was involved in the murder of his parents! 

Let the guy is so cute that you won't even say he is that ruthless and he cares so much for Mu Feng just like his own biological brother!

A woman from the 31st century into the body of an infamous man

" Bastards I'm a legend in my world but now I'm in the body of a man.Bohoo how can i survive I'm a beautiful woman and very smart too..."

" What can i do...i have to be a MAN"

" Bohooo...life is too cruel"


The book cover doesn't belong to me, all the credit goes to the wonderful artist

Nicolai, after dying from cancer, woke up in an unfamiliar office with a normal size recording studio.

After figuring out that she had been reincarnated in a female body who, in some instance was also named the same aa her.

Now, living the life of a reincarnated person, she was to become the best manager for idols and musicians!

Having the knowledge from her previous life, it was supposedly a piece of cake for her, after all, she was once a celebrity. In the music of course.

Living life and facing the challenges that come to her new life, Nicolai came to the life of a rookie band Holler.

Determined to make them known and be famous, she starts her journey without realizing she had made attracted some hearts. But the life full of cameras and media is not easy, especially when there is love behind closed doors.

It took Ah Meow less than two minutes to return with a fat hare in its mouth.
Hans was impressed. "This ocelot is better than a hunting dog."
Li Du gave it another piece of dried fish and said proudly, "Of course, the ocelot is the king of the jungle."
Ah Meow held its round head up. "Meow."
It was energized after eating the dried fish. It led the others to the mountains. Suddenly, it slowed down its pace and carefully jumped on a tree.
Li Du and the others slowed down too; Big Quinn listened carefully and whispered, "We are lucky today. There are more wild boars."
They hid themselves behind the bushes. When they popped their head, they saw a pack of wild boars on a slope near them.
Li Du counted: there were ten wild boars in total. Two of them were adult wild boars while the remaining ones were smaller, younger wild boars.
No wonder the authorities wanted to hunt wild boars. They were damaging the environment: these ones had turned the slope into nothing but muddy ground.
There were colorful flowers and plants surrounding the slope, but the ones closest to it had been eaten by the boars. A few young wild boars were digging the ground to eat the roots.
Li Du loaded his bow and raised it, aiming at the nearest big wild boar; he whispered, "I’ll attack first, follow my lead."
"Are you sure?" Hans whispered. "Will you miss the target?"
Li Du smiled sourly. "I’ll show you what a good shooter is!"
He raised the bow. His eyes, his aim, and the wild boar were in a straight line. He drew the bow slowly. As he drew the bow, he used his "Time Deceleration" power.
Then, everything around him slowed down.
As he drew the bow and released the arrow, he was shaking. For a moment, he shook the bow too.
Li Du steadied the bow quickly. As he released the arrow, he kept his eyes, his aim, and the ears of the wild boar in a straight line.
After the arrow was released, he stopped using the special power. Almost at the same time, the big wild boar took a few steps backward and made a miserable cry.
He had hit the target!
Li Du threw his fist into the air.
The other three men started to shoot quickly. Big Quinn shot the other big wild boar, while Hans and Godzilla shot the young wild boars.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The gunshots were continuous, sounding like someone had lighted a small firecracker.
Li Du immediately realized something was wrong. They only had three rifles and they were self-loading rifles—they couldn’t shoot continuously. But the gunshots were continuous, so where was the sound coming from?
The two big boars were dead on the ground. They had killed more than half of the young boars, and the rest of them escaped.
One of the wild boars was panicked and it ran toward Li Du and the others. Ah Meow jumped from the tree like a fierce tiger, ran towards the young wild boar, and knocked it down.
At the same time, they head another gunshot. The bullet hit a small rock, near Ah Meow and the young wild boar.
Li Du became nervous; he yelled, "Stop shooting! There are people here!" He then got up and started running toward the other side of the slope.
Hans and the others wanted to follow him, but Li Du gestured at them to remain calm. Both groups of people had guns. If they started running together, it might cause a misunderstanding.
After Ah Meow grabbed the young wild boar, it pinned it down with its sharp claws. It bit and tore the skin of the wild boar, making a big wound on its neck.
Blood spurted out of the struggling wild boar, and Ah Meow stepped back.
Ah Meow went toward the boar again after it fell to the ground. The young wild boar was trying to get up but Ah Meow pinned it down again with its sharp claws, another wound forming on the creature.
During the whole process, Ah Meow was confident and proud. It showed how powerful an ocelot could be: the king of the jungle.
Then, a few men walked from the other side of the slope. They were dark-skinned, brown-eyed, and they had strong facial features. They were Native Americans.
There were seven of them. One of the young men looked at Ah Meow enviously. "Hey, what’s up with this ocelot?"
Li Du gave him a friendly nod. "This is my pet."
The young man swallowed hard. "Your pet? This ocelot is your pet? Stop kidding me, only Native Americans can tame this animal."
Li Du waved his hands and Ah Meow jumped into his arms. This answered the question.
The young Native American smacked his rifle with his fingers and said slowly, "Well, I see. I’m envious of you—you have a good pet."
Li Du smiled. "Thanks for the compliment."
The young man said, "We have to settle an account. You took our prey away. This isn’t right, Asian. You can’t take a Native American’s prey."
He threw a significant glance at a strong man standing behind him.
The strong man got his hint and stepped forward. He said grumpily, "Nobody takes the prey of a Native American away, Asian. Are you challenging us?"
Li Du stopped smiling and said sourly, "What do you mean?"
The young man said, "Nothing, we just want to set things straight. You took our prey away, so you must apologize."
Li Du couldn’t help but laugh, "Are you kidding? All of us are hunting. Is this your territory? Is this your private property? How could they be your prey?"
The young man said, "Of course they are. This mountain is the territory of Native Americans."
Li Du knew he was being unrealistic, and didn’t want to talk to him anymore.
Another strong Native American said, "No more nonsense, Asian. According to our rules, whoever has a gun will have the final say."
Hans walked over from behind a tree. He was holding a rifle. "We have guns too, man."
Seeing that Li Du was not alone, the Native Americans started to become doubtful. They stopped smiling.
But the young man insisted, as they had more people. "You took our prey away. You have to apologize."
Li Du smiled and pondered for a moment. "How should we apologize? Do you want to take my ocelot? Is that how we should apologize?"
The young man laughed, "Oh, Asian. You are a clever guy. Give us your ocelot and this will be the end of the story…"
"Hugo, what’s wrong?" a loud voice interrupted him. Then, more Native Americans walked from the forest behind.
The man standing in front of them was a short thirty-year-old.
Li Du laughed when he saw him: he had met with another acquaintance. As the saying goes, ‘Enemies are fated to meet!’


They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

SYNOPSIS
The world is constantly changing... that's all people believe in.  It's full of surprises and mysteries that each one is trying to unfolds day by day.  Even we are trying to be against it...stopped it.. still we can't do anything about it.  It's the flow.... it's life.   So only thing we do is just go with the flow and create our own story... our own dreams... our own pages of life.
       
         In the busy streets of New York, a fair - skinned Asian young lady is struggling for a living.  She never cares of anything else but just of achieving more of her work.  She is indeed a goal - centered...very focus on her job.  We can say that she is quite pretty and has a charm that each man in her office being captured by her beauty and talents.   But, she never gives them any chances... she builds wall against them... so no one gets the courage to express what they feel about her.  This lady named 'Purple' by his workmates because of her very strong attitude.  It is only Annika, her best friend, eversince knows everything about her life.
          Meanwhile, along the shore,  a luxury cruise is docking near New York.  The cruise is so beautiful, many passengers went off.  The chance of getting off the place for sometime is quite big for Captain Edward Montreal, the captain of the ship.  He is a serious, good looking young man but in terms  with ladies not.  For him, it's just all past time.  Nothing to be serious about, because he is damn afraid of responsibilities and commitments...in short he is a certified play boy...the reason why ladies who had into him cried.  We can't blame him why we become one.  Because he had a worst experienced with his ex girlfriend, whom he loved a lot more than himself.  But, she left him for another guy without any reasons at all.  So, after that, his view about women becomes different...maybe just to get even with his ex girlfriend or just protecting his heart from heartaches again.  That time he was really broken and life for him seems end.

          Back to back with each other lives, the possibility of making adventures is somewhat striving for them both...only TIME can tell.

The world is constantly changing... that's all people believe in. It's full of surprises and mysteries that each one is trying to unfolds day by day. Even we are trying to be against it...stopped it.. still we can't do anything about it. It's the flow.... it's life. So only thing we do is just go with the flow and create our own story... our own dreams... our own pages of life.
 
 In the busy streets of New York, a fair - skinned Asian young lady is struggling for a living. She never cared of anything else but just of achieving more of her work. She is indeed a goal - centered...very focused on her job. We can say that she is quite pretty as well and has a charm.that each man in her office being captured by her beauty and talents. But, she never give them.any chance... she builds wall against them... so no one gets the courage to express what they feel about her. This lady named 'Purple' by his workmates because of her attitude. It is only Annika, her best friend since then, knows everything about her life.
 Meanwhile, along the shore a luxury cruise is docking near New Year. The cruise is so beautiful, many passengers went off. The chance of getting off the place for sometime is quite big for Captain Edward Montreal, the captain of the ship. He is serious, good looking young man but in terms with ladies not. For him, it's just all past time. Nothing to be serious about, because he is damn afraid of responsibilities and commitments...in short he is a certified play boy...the reason why ladies who had into him cried. We can't blame him why we became one. Because he had a worst experienced with his ex girlfriend, whom he loved a lot more than himself. But, she left him for another guy without any reasons at all. So, after that, his view about women become different...maybe just to get even with his ex girlfriend or just protecting his heart from heartaches again. That time he was really broken and life for him seems end.

The full moon hung in the dark sky, shining down on the rooftop of the seventeen story mansion of the Lu family. A young man stood on the roof with his hands linked behind his back and looked down at the bustling city filled with life and color.
"It's about time."
Chen Fan charged up his Divine Sense and projected it out from his system. 
An enormous wave of Divine Will unfurled and spread itself across the entire city, like a gush of an ocean wave that swept across the land, pushing itself into countless streets, and pouring into many skyscrapers and residential homes. It reached as far as a few kilometers and covered a significant portion of the city.
"Kaboom!"
Suddenly, a tsunami of information rushed into Chen Fan's conscious, filling up his mind. However, Chen Fan was unfazed. He had become experienced in the act. Slowly but surely, he filtered out the noises and pinpointed the information he wanted. 
The moonless night covered the flickering neon light like a thick blanket, hiding the darkest corner of the city where criminals conspired. However, with the help of the Divine Will, everything in the city was under Chen Fan's radar.
Chen Fan saw a sleepless Lu Yanxue who rolled back and forth on the bed, and a busy Lu Yanwu who was still working by her desk, burying her head among books. He also saw Lu Dayong and his coworkers chatting with each other and threw light-hearted banter at each other. A little bit further, he saw an SUV parked outside of the mansion and Qin Han's furrowed brows. He saw a few furtive figures around the perimeter of the mansion, looking through the fences from time to time. He saw…
However, none of this were what Chen Fan was looking for. He quickly adjusted his Divine Will and suddenly, in his eyes, the entire city became pitch dark save a few flickering flames like candles in the wind.
Each and every candle flame was a life force. A healthy young man's flame was much brighter than that of an old man. On the other hand, the flames of the martial artists were as bright as a small bonfire.
"There are so many Martial Artists in Lin City?"
Chen Fan was taken aback. He saw at least a dozen martial artists within the effective range of his Divine Will. Nearly half of those martial artists had been here to watch his fight against Lei Qianjue. 
"There you are."
Chen Fan's attention was not on those martial artists, instead, he zeroed in on a few sinister presences. Their flames were cold and malicious, just like that of Lone Wolf. Lone Wolf was an assassin and so were they. Chen Fan had stayed here a few more days on purpose, during this time, he had baited these assassins out and tagged them with his Divine Sense.
The last assassin that was tagged by Chen Fan had hidden in a bush only three hundred meters away from the mansion.
"Bang!"
Chen Fan stomped the rooftop lightly with one foot and launched himself up into the sky. He looked like a shooting star that landed gracefully outside of the Lu family residence from the seventeen story building.
"What's that?"
The assassin was hiding in the bush, trying to breathe as light as possible while he examined the mansion with binoculars. He heard a whistling sound, so he looked up only to witness an incredible sight. 
A dark shadow glided through the air against the silver moonlight. Before the assassin had time to figure out what was happening, Chen Fan's feet had already landed on his head, squashing it into a pulp.
"One down."
Chen Fan didn't even care to examine the remains of his victim, he tapped the ground with his feet again and launched himself up. 
"This is awesome!"
Chen Fan launched himself a few hundred meters in the air with each jump and sometimes he even added a few more playful touches such as somersaults and pirouettes in his movement. As energy coursed through his veins, he felt every cell in his body was celebrating his power joyfully as his body exchanged their Essence Qi with the nature around it. The Essence Qi of Heaven and Earth provided his body limitless supply of energy and even allowed him to maintain being airborne for a short period of time. 
This was the first time Chen Fan unleashed the full power of the Azure Thearch Longevity Body ever since he had obtained it. 
"Bang!" "Bang!" 
Chen Fan hopped around the city like a Spiderman, weaving in and out of the concrete jungle. He flew himself up and through the window of a large building and out of the other end. Right before he exited the window, he stamped the wall and gained more speed to make it to the next building. 
The darkness of the night a few dozen meters above the ground provided him perfect cover. Even a stargazer who happened to catch a glimpse of Chen Fan would think that he had just seen a bird.
"Chen Beixuan!"
Inside of a four-star hotel, an Asian man with a gaunt face was watched a video attentively as he murmured the name. This video was shot at low resolution by a sting camera.
On the blurry image, he could make out vague outlines of two men hopping around the lake. It looked like they were at each other's throat, but the video was too blurry to confirm that.
"Too bad that this video is shit, the rain probably didn't help either. Otherwise, I should have gotten a handle on his power." The Asian man furrowed his brows and said.
During the fight on the West Lake, the drizzling rain had blocked the view from even the audience at the lake, much less a sting camera. The Lu family had blocked off the entire West Lake and forbidden any camera. Only a tiny camera that could shoot very low-resolution pictures could make it through the security check. However, the image quality was so bad that one could not even tell the features of the two fighters' faces.
"However, at least I can tell that he is able to move very quickly on the water with ease. It also proves that normal firearms would not do any harm to Chen Beixuan, except for sniper rounds."
The Asian man was an assassin from Korea called Kim Jinhuang
He operated independently and was not affiliated with any other organizations. The Hong Sect's offer of a billion US dollar was too tempting to ignore. After this, he could finally retire on some island country and settle down and spent the rest of his life peacefully.
Suddenly, the window shattered and a dark shadow stormed in.
"How is this possible? I am on the twenty-seventh floor!" Kim Jinhuang was caught off guard, and instinct spurred him to reach for the gun hitched at his belt. 
Even as the man was about to shoot, he saw an azure flash, and then everything went dark and cold. The last thing he heard was a young man's voice.
"Six down."
The dark shadow jumped out of the window before the hotel manager rammed into the door. The manager saw broken glasses everywhere on the floor and a decapitated body on the bed, his hand clutching onto a handgun.
Similar incidents happened many times throughout the night in the city.
They happened in hotels, motels, massage parlor, residential houses, and community parks. Most of the dead were foreigners from other Asian countries. There were also a couple of white people among them. 
They all died from a terrifying execution. Some were sliced in half from the waist, some were decapitated, some were chopped into pieces, and some were burned to a crisp. 
What's more shocking about these incidences was the fact that they all seem to happen within half an hour. That was to say that someone or some organization had killed these few dozen men within thirty minutes.
No matter where the assassin was hiding—some even hid in crowded clubs—their signature was too strong to avoid Chen Fan detection.
"Number twenty-three."
Chen Fan walked away from a bar after he had cast a curse on the assassin hiding within. When the assassin fell to the dance floor, the club-goers around him thought the man had a heart attack.
"In less than half an hour, I finished off twenty-three groups. Thirty-nine of them in total." He reckoned that Qin Han's information was not correct. She had told Chen Fan that there were seventeen groups.
Chen Fan looked up at the sky and heard a muffled cry from the club behind him. He wagered that someone had discovered the assassin's dead body.
He knew that his act tonight would stir up a lot of attention, especially since Chen Fan didn't clean up the bodies.
He had left these bodies for the police to trace back to their original and to figure out their purpose in China. Eventually, the government would figure out that he was tonight's perpetrator. 
However, that was exactly what Chen Fan wanted. He wanted to let as many people know of what happened tonight as possible, using it as a lesson for other groups that meant him harm. On the other hand, Chen Fan was not at all worried about the extra attention he might be getting. 
Although he hated trouble as he always had, he was powerful enough to get himself out of any kind of sticky situation.
"These assassins were from different organizations in different countries. I hope it's enough to teach others a lesson." These assassins were not ordinary people, they were proud elites and losing them would be a huge blow to their organizations. 
"That's not all of it. I still haven't found the most powerful assassin. I will need to do away with him in order to get the message through. I will show them the ultimate price they have to pay should they wish to mess with me."
Chen Fan's lips curled into a smile. He looked to the sky and murmured: "Blacksnake, where are you."
Even as he said that he started the Divine Will to covered the entire Lin City. Suddenly, in Chen Fan's mind's eyes, he looked at the city with a bird's eye view. 
Under such penetrative Soul Refining Art, the city started to confest its darkest secrets to Chen Fan.
He sensed a few powerful presences that he had missed earlier, lurking in the darkness. Despite their inactivity, they possessed immense power that could rival Grandmasters. These presences seemed to have sensed Chen Fan's Divine Will, as they all shriveled a little to hide from detection. 
"Got you!"
Chen Fan looked his Divine Will onto one of the weakest presence. Its energy was deadly and cold.
Che Fan took one step forward and covered a few hundred meters of distance in an instant as he headed toward that presence.


Chen Fan, the great cultivator, failed to transcend the Tribulation of Heaven: the final stage of his cultivation. Little did he know that this accident would bring him back to Earth and turn back time to five hundred years ago when he was just a teenager. 

‘I had once reached the precipice of power in the known universe and could look down on the ten thousand realms with pride; I was lonely nonetheless. I will not leave any regret nor anyone behind while I relive my past life this time around. ’

Join Chen Fan as he relives his teenage years, righting the wrongs of the past as he punishes his unwitting old enemies. 

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