Just stories written while im on the toilet or in the restroom in general

Three girls have found themselves trapped in a bathroom with no exit. With only speculation to make sense of their situation, their sanities reach an all-time low.

I have never felt so hot in my life and yeah I've been a normal teen throughout high school and I wanted to kiss and have my first time with Marcus but never had I had a feel of pure lust as I'm feeling now.  Just the fact I know Seth is out that door is sending wave of conflicted emotions through me my body wants him but my brain is telling me no.
" Crystal.  I have this drink this It will help with condition ". Seth said still behind the bathroom door . Just hearing his voice caused another hot wave from my head to my toes.
" I cant get up ." I yell from the shower . I'm crouched in a huddle position under the cold water still desperately to cool down this feeling. 
" Ok . I'm going to opened the door and I'm going to give you a cup and I'm going to need you to drink it ." Seth says as he slowly opens the door to the bathroom and walks in backwards so hes not facing me. Now that hes infront of me well his back my body stills it's like my soul is taking a breather the heat everything with in me pauses but its short lived cause before I realized it his hand with a small white foam cup was in my face.  " Drink it , it will take away the heat . " huffed Seth. 
Seth was breathing hard like he just ran a marathon and I can tell his body was shaking. 
" Crystal ! take the damn cup." he yelled waking me fully from lahlah land state.
I grabbed the cup and chugged whatever was in it not even bothering to look at the liquid inside. 
I gagged on it's hot sticky texture its flavor mixed between something too sweet and bitter.
"Ugh . My god what the hell was that nasty crap you had me drink ! " I hiss at Seth as I try catching water from the shower in my hands to drink it so I could wash out what was left of the nasty flavor in my mouth.
" You dont need to know. " Seth says quickly and  runs out the door. Before shutting the door to the bathroom but he stops and pause then says.       " I'm going to see if I can find you some more clothes " then slams it the door the rest of the way shut and walks away. few seconds pass after he leaves and I began to get cold and I hop up to turn the hot water on blast. It's working.
Right on time as I was finished washing in the show Seth had came back sat the clothes down and quickly left the bathroom not saying a word to me . I ring the water out of my hair a bit before leaving the shower and towel dry myself and look at the clothes Seth got me.
simple blue Jean's an a red tshirt with black lettering saying let it snow. I was now dresses and I paused not sure how to face Seth since about 30 minutes ago I wanted to strip his cloths off and devour him . " ugh " I grumble putting my hands on my reddening face .
"Ok Crystal you can do this your fine" . I tell myself as I walk up to the door and put my hand  on the door knob . "come on you over sized human chicken " I whisper. 
one. two.three. I count in my head as I quickly open the door and Seth wasn't even in the room.
I look around the whole motel room and he wasnt here, where did he go ?
Finally I look out the window and I seen him standing by a junk food machine getting snacks out of it . His white hair is stunning in the moon light as it is in the sun hes lucky to have such beautiful hair , mine is just a normal brown and coarse. 
Seth turns around and catches me watching him through the window, we made a few seconds of eye contact but I panic and duck down like an idiot . With in seconds Seth was back at our room and I was still ducked down under the window.  " Are you ok?" he asked me with a smile.  " yeah I'm all good just thought I seen a quarter " I lie as I started crawling on the floor looking for a invisible quarter. Seth started  laughing which took me off guard . He has a quiet laugh which was not normal with men today and his smile made his already good looks which made him a perfect ten to one hundred. " Here ." he says throwing a bag of cheesy triangles at me trying to keep a straight face in which made me laugh so now we where both rolling around on the floor laughing .
As we where having our laughing episode I didn't realize we had gravitated tord each other till we held each other hand with big smiles on our faces. since I was was the first to notice I pulled my hand away first and now gave him a apologetic smile . Seth then hopped up off the floor offering his hand to pull me up on my feet.  " There ". He says as I'm standing.
" let's go to bed we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow " he  says pulling back the covers to the bed. "ok I'm getting sleepy myself " I say as we clime into the big heart shaped bed .  Seth turns off the light on his night stand then we lay there listening to the sound of our breaths. I really want to ask him about earlier but I'm worried about what he  would say . so instead I drifted off to sleep

Best Actor Fu must own this professional book because of Wang Youquan.
At least, that was how Pei Zhen usually coaxed his own manager.
Books with titles like "The Main Points of Acting," or "Analysis of Lin Yousu," were all over his book shelf. However, underneath these respectable looking covers, it was actually hiding something like manga.
Fu Sichen must be hiding something too.
In the beginning, Pei Zhen had thought that Fu Sichen's book was hiding some kind of dark secret. But after opening it, all that came out was a thick stack of paper.
Without a doubt, these papers were very important to Fu Sichen.
The corners of every page had been neatly aligned, and the words on the papers had already started to fade. It was clear that they were rather old.
"What are these?"
Pei Zhen continued to flip through the pages curiously. It wasn't a diary, or even some kind of important notes. The papers were a mix of formulas, arithmetic, and other things like that… He had flipped through most of them before it slowly dawned on him.
Wait a second.
These were his notes from when he was still in school.
Even if he hadn't used a pen and paper for a long time, Pei Zhen could at least recognize his own handwriting. He hadn't been completely sure until he saw a character sketch that finally confirmed his suspicions.
The sketch was rather messy. However, because of the artist's good skills, you could easily tell that it was a remarkable rendering of a person.
It was a drawing of a youth.
The youth was lowering his head while reading; he had defined facial features that made him look outstanding and handsome.
Next to the sketch, in ostentatious lettering, were the words "Big Brother." On the other side of the paper was a note: Autumn, High School Year 2, From Pei Zhen.
Pei Zhen was stunned.
It had been so many years since that time, but looking at the sketch brought a lot of memories to the surface.
That's right, he had drawn a sketch of Fu Sichen in his free time. He must have been possessed. Why else would he have written the words "Big Brother" on the drawing, and gifted it to Fu Sichen himself?
The only thing that made him confused was that Fu Sichen had been expressionless when he accepted the gift. Why was it so well preserved? Was he planning on passing it down as a family heirloom or something?
Pei Zhen couldn't find a good explanation. Especially after recalling the way that Fu Sichen had called him a rascal, Pei Zhen started to panic. He quickly slammed the book shut.
Cr*p! Cr*p! Cr*p!
Why did the way he used to interact with his good friend seem a little gay in retrospect? Or was it just an illusion?
Sigh.
Before Pei Zhen could think of a good explanation, Fu Sichen had already finished showering and was walking out of the bathroom. Pei Zhen turned around, with a look that was hard to describe.
Fu Sichen had no way of knowing the emotional turmoil that his cat was currently going through. He quickly blow-dried his hair before plopping himself onto the bed.
Fu Sichen moved the cat to one side, making sure to leave a space for the Persian cat. With the cat watching, he took the book out, and fished out the wad of papers.
"What on earth…?!" Pei Zhen didn't know what to think.
Looking through this stack of papers during his free time was part of Fu Sichen's daily routine. His deep gaze looked extremely gentle, but it only served to scare Pei Zhen. By now, all he wanted to do was keep his distance.
He felt like he didn't really know his rival anymore. Fu Sichen felt more and more like a total stranger the longer he stayed with him.
Why did he save his rival's old school notes!?
Maybe… Fu Sichen wanted to copy his handwriting?
Pei Zhen analyzed his handwriting in his head. It really was amazing— not only did it flow beautifully, but it was both classy and stylish.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was true. His goosebumps went away, and Pei Zhen was left feeling rather flattered.
He looked up again and stared at Fu Sichen, who was in deep concentration. Water droplets were still dripping from his damp hair, so the cat jumped off the bed to come back with a towel.
Fu Sichen frowned.
Pei Zhen's eyes were welling up with tears, "Dry your hair, my little apprentice. After your teacher is a human again, I'll make sure to pass my skills onto you."


The person that Pei Zhen hates most in his life is the perfect Fu Sichen. Alas, life is full of surprises and unpredictability. One fine day, an accident turns Pei Zhen into Fu Sichen's pet cat! As Fu Sichen's pet cat, he makes a shocking discovery about his sworn enemy - a deep dark secret that the perfect Fu Sichen has kept hidden for years. Trapped in his cat body, Pei Zhen moves from one adventure into another while trying hard to find a way of turning back into his human self. When he finally does, the world as he once knew, has become a completely different place!

In a small office a young man is working with a mountain of paperwork to either side of Him. The phone rings repeatedly until he picks it up.

Young man: how is speaking…? No, I won't be home till late… I am lucky if I'm not still here in the morning… No, we'll put the tv up tomorrow night when I get home… (The door to the office opens and the assistant enters. He is pale and visibly shaken)

Assistant: Noor, we've got a situation… I think you might want to come and have a look…

Noor:  (Looks up but continues to speak into the phone) I'm sorry darling, I'll have to call you later…

Assistant: We've found a… We've found something in the bathroom… It looks like a bomb… There was a note with it… (Young man slowly puts down the phone- Assistant holds up the note- it reads 'RING +47 34253454 FOR FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS' in large black lettering) What shall we do
Noor: I… I don't know… Where… Where did you find it…?

Assistant: The bathroom… Behind the toilet… Taped to the back of… the… the back of the toilet…

Noor: (Staring in disbelief at the note) Shut the doors… Don't let anyone in or out…

Assistant: But it's only just past five… Shouldn't we call the Boss…?
Noor: (Shakes hes head) No, Not yet… Maybe it's just somebody playing a trick…?

Assistant: I don't think this is a trick…? What are we going do in this situation…?

Noor: Wait… Wait just a moment… Let me think… (Noor lifts the handset of the phone. he presses the number for an outside line, then dials the number on the note, then presses the loudspeaker button)

Caller:(Metallic distortion) Hello…? Who am I speaking to…?

Noor: My name is Noor… I'm the manager here…

Caller: You got my note…?

Noor:  Yes… We did… What do you want us to do…?

Caller: What do I want…? I'm going blow your fucking brains out!!! That's what I want…!!!

Noor: Why… Why are you doing this…?

Caller: I'll give you a clue… I used to work for you guys…

Noor: You did…? I don't understand…?

Caller: I made a mistake two years ago, and I almost lost my life … Remember…?

Noor: Aaah… Maybe… But I'm not sure if I remember your name…

Caller: No, I was just cheap labour… Straight out of street… And you didn't know me from a bar of soap back then, so why would you remember me now…?

Noor: Actually, I have a close relationship with all our staff… We are always ready to listen if anyone has a problem… Are you still there…? (Slightly panicked)

Caller: Yes, I'm still here…

Noor: Oh… good… Look, I think I know why you're doing this…

Caller: You do…?! Well, let's hear it then…!

Noor: Look… I do remember the what you did… I remember it quite well actually… And we have taken steps to prevent that situation from occurring again…

Caller: So… How does that help me…?

Noor: I… I believe we offered you a chance and your old position… Yes, I distinctly remember that an offer was made to you along those lines… Even if our people was not happy and that it was unnecessary…

Caller: Yes… You did offer me a chance after knocking the shit out of me!!… After two years of doing the same job… two years of doing the graveyard shift… You know why they call it the graveyard shift…?
Noor: I don't think I do…

Caller: They call it the graveyard shift because the only people out of bed at that time of the morning are fucking zombies…! I was walking out the back door every morning while you were walking in the front… I tried to kill myself Noor… I was clinically depressed… That's what two years of starting work at midnight does to you…

Noor: I'm sorry, but…

Caller: And after I was forced to go, I couldn't get a job anywhere else… Because all I'd done was the dirty work for you guys hmm… And I had to leave Noor… Remember…? I got caught hiding a bit of money… and Everyone treated me like death meat…

Noor: Yes, well… that was an unfortunate incident wasn't it… But I don't believe we made you leave… You left of your own accord, didn't you…?

Caller: All I wanted was back-pay Noor… I wasn't asking for much…
Nigella: Yes, but we had paid you… The same as all our other guys… We have hundreds of locations in this state and the same offer was made to all off our other guys… Measures were put in place to prevent the situation from occurring again… That was the result of your bad judgment… You made that happen…

Caller: You paid me less than everybody the was new for a hole year… And now you're sitting on a home-made bomb and I'm going to blow your ass all over the ceiling if you don't stop talking shit to me… I've got my finger on the 'send' button right now…

Noor: (Jumps up off chair like a scalded cat and waits near the door while his Assistant examines the chair from the furthest possible distance) NO!!! There's no need for that!!! Please…! Just tell me what you want…!

Caller: What do I want…? I want revenge… That's what I want… I want you to lay awake at night thinking about how all of this could have been avoided for thirty thousand dollars… Have you called the police oo you cant can you …? (Pause) 
Noor: No! We haven't called anyone…! Honest to god! We haven't called anyone but you… (Pause)

Caller: Who's 'we'…? (Pause)

Noor: Oh… My Assistant is here… He found the device… (Takes his seat at the desk once again) Please… We just want to resolve this as quickly as possible…

Caller: I'm sure you do! But there's another little package waiting for you in the office next to you… You might want to go and have a look… Give me a call when you've found it will you…? (Noor waves his Assistant out of the room with desperate haste) 

Noor: Wait…! You haven't told us what you want…

Caller: Oh, but I did… I didn't sleep properly for two years… I still don't sleep properly… I can't even get an erection… That's what depression does Noor, it completely fucks your life… I want you to know how that feels… (Phone goes dead)

Noor: No… Please…! There must be some other way… Hello…?! Hello…?! No!!! Don't hang up…!!! (Noor goes through the different lines on the phone, saying 'Hello?' then hanging up as soon as he discovers that it's not the caller. he stops at the last one) Aaah… No darling, I can't stop now… We have a potential disaster on our hands… No, I've got to go… Really… Get the guys to sort it out can you…? (Hangs up on wife. Turns to computer screen, begins typing. An email to somebody important)

Mei was reading one of her romance books called The Love Note when her dad walked in. "Mei, can you go wake up the twins?"
"Why?"

"Well, you know how excited they were for 
your birthday party, and since you're leaving we're having a small one here."

"Fine."
Mei got up and walked over to the twins' room. She knocked gently on the door. Yuki woke up, used to the sound after hearing it for years. Daisuke still sleeping, said "go away" and put his face in his pillow. Mei sighed. She didn't know what chaos would happen when she was gone.
"Daisuke, if you don't get out of bed, you'll miss my birthday party."

"Wait, What!" He tumbled out of bed, sheets and blankets wrapped around his legs. "I thought we couldn't have one since you were leaving early."

"When did you two find out about that? Dad only told me late last night."

Yuki decided to chime in. "A few hours ago he woke us up and told us."

"Oh. Okay. Then get up Daisuke!"

"Fine."
He kicked off the sheets, made his bed, grabbed his clothes, and headed to the bathroom to change. Yuki was perfecting her bed and everything on her side of the room.
"Yuki, I don't think you have to do that everyday."

"Why not? You do this everyday also."
She wasn't wrong. Mei was just as organized as her. "For one, I don't have as much stuff as you do. And two, if you don't hurry you won't see me for another week."

"Ah, good point."

Someone ran down the hall and jumped in the room. "Okay I'm done changing." said Daisuke with a smile. "Now you can change Yuki." He jumped on his bed, pulled the sheets over himself, and went back to sleep. Mei was just annoyed at this point.
"Yuki, go change and Daisuke, I don't know where to start? First, why are you sleeping again."

"I'm sorry, the person you have tried to talk to is not available at the moment. Please leave a message." Daisuke said this in a robot-machine voice that was pretty accurate.

"Here's a message. If mister Daisuke Kihara doesn't wake up, I'll go over to him and punch him in the gut."

"Daisuke Kihara says he won't get up because his sister won't get done changing for another two hours."

"I guess I have no choice but to punch him in the gut."

Mei walked over to him, and just before she was about to punch him, Yuki came in. "Mister Daisuke Kihara, as you see your sister, Miss Yuki Kihara, is done changing so his older sister suggests that he gets up or else."

"Alright! Alright! I get the message!" He jumped out of bed, made it again, and rain to the top of the stairs. "FIRST ONE DOWNSTAIRS GETS THE BIGGEST AND FIRST PIECE OF CAKE!" He ran down the stairs as loud as he possibly could. Yuki ran out of her room, jumped on the stairs, slid on them all the way down, and ran into the kitchen, beating Daisuke. "Now one gets cake before me!" She growled, actually growled at Daisuke like a wild animal. Daisuke was furious.

"You cheated!"

"How so!"

"You and Mei get special training from Dad, so I can't do that!"

Dad happened to walk in as soon as Yuki got downstairs and heard the whole thing. "Now Daisuke, you can't blame your sister, because I never taught them that. Yuki just happens to be very balanced and can just naturally do that. It's one of her talents."

"But, since Yuki normally wins, you can win just this once. Come over here and pick out your piece." Daisuke went over to Mei's cake lying on the counter. It was a chocolate cake with white frosting on it. Edible flowers, butterflies, and grass with covering the rectangular top. Around the bottom was little designs that made it look five thousand times better. In blue frosting, it said, Happy Birthday Mei! Daisuke chose the corner piece with a big, bright green flower and a small white butterfly perched on it as his choice.

Mei picked out a small red flower piece and Yuki picked out a giant piece with part of the blue lettering on it. Their father picked out a corner piece with an orange flower and a orange and yellow butterfly on it.

As soon as Mei finished her cake, there was a knock at the door. Yuki ran to the door and opened it. Their neighbors had come with presents and small circular cakes. Everyone piled into Mei's home and celebrated her birthday. Her next-door-neighbor gave her a fantasy book series called The Fallen Star. Niko gave her a notebook that you wrote stuff on one side and drew on the other. The cover had a blue and purple flower with white dots all over. It was beautiful!

Going ahead, after all the present giving, we had more cake and dessert. We all chatted and played games. Things were lively and almost everyone in the village had to be there.

Alas, time moved forward and soon, it was time for Mei's departure. She grabbed her bag, after changing since she was still in her nighttime clothes and hadn't noticed, and went outside where a horse was ready for her. 

There was a bag with food, water, and supplies you might need for a trip. Mei clipped it to the saddle with an invention of hers and excellent knot tying skills. It was an hour and a half long trip to the camp outside the village, White River. It's a weird name and they got it from a river that someone put white dye in. It's still white to this day.

Mei was already tired and sweaty from the ride when she got there. It was around 89 degrees outside and she spent a lot of time in it. As soon as she got there, guards on the entrance posts stopped her and asked where she was headed. She told them about the training and the generals' offer.

As two of them led her to her tent, she looked around. It was smaller than the last time she'd been here, but there were more recruits and soldiers. The raids must be a big deal if they use this many people. "This is your tent miss. Your training doesn't start for another hour." The guard's voice woke me up.

The tent was small and was brown. "Out of all colors, why brown." She said that aloud talking to herself as the guards had already left. She went inside and there were two beds, nightstands, chairs, etc. There were two of everything except for a table, closet, and shelf. Mei was wondering if anyone was rooming in here with her.

She didn't want the same thing to happen to her as last time, but she had to remember, it was because of someone who no longer here. If someone bunks with her, it'll be different. 

She was putting away her books and diary that she put in her bag, including the new one, on the shelf, when someone came in.

"Hi. It's nice to meet you. I'll be sharing this tent with you. I heard you're our instructor for training." 

"Someone else is rooming with me!?" Mei thought this as soon as she heard the voice. When she did, she couldn't believe who it was.

China had fallen in the year 2095. The country could barely defend itself from enemies and any allies they used to have left them. The Russian were about to destroy us until a scientific discovery was made. Magical powers.

They changed the game, and now China stands at the top. Leaders from around the world asked for China’s secret to getting these powers, but fear kept the Chinese from telling. They hired assassins and spies to watch over the building that held tons of bottles of liquid, one that granted magical powers.

Other countries sent people to try and get them, but all of them failed. Now as a last resort, U.S.A. is sending one of the best spies in the world, Nightmare, to get the bottles. Can she pull it off? Especially with assassins and spies guarding the way.

The notifications appeared on the lower left of his vision again. Something pulled him ever upwards, until his vision blurred. When he blinked next he was laying in his bed. He took a deep breath and stretched his muscles. How had it all gone so wrong? The thought of dying lingered still, as did the cold. 

Vince stood with a grunt and stumbled into the bathroom to wash his face. Very few people modelled their avatar in Twilight after themselves. The game was realistic enough in its own right. Not to mention the blood and gore. It was no wonder most players wanted to disassociate from their characters as much as possible. Vince sought the opposite. His game avatar shared his messy blonde hair, the stubble and even the small scar over his lip. For him, Twilight was a second reality. A reality in which he was someone. A reality in which he had failed. Today had been a total disaster. The fiasco was probably all over the news already. He checked his phone and sure enough, articles were already popping up. 

'Light just got obliterated by the Dark!'

'Asire keeps his life despite the carnage!'

Vince sighed. It wasn't that rare for the Dark to win, but the media would blow everything up if it meant more clicks. Now it was up to the guild to control the damage to their image. 

Vince wore his projector suit, stood in front of the mirror and cycled through his clothes. White t-shirt and shorts, SOAD hoodie and jeans, pyjamas. He ended up downloading a black suit and pants, and the suit projected them onto him. 

The guild's executives would be waiting for him at their usual meeting place in less than an hour. What would he tell them? The PvP force would suffer a huge loss, and those that died would be forced to PvE. He decided not to think about it. Improvisation was never his strong suit, but it'd at least save him the stress for now.  

Vince left his apartment and took a detour to visit the hospital. He hadn't seen Sophia in a week, and worries circled his mind. She'd been admitted to a health center ten minutes away, so he walked. The pure white of the building jumped out among the dull gray of the city. The light inside was too bright for his eyes after the darkening gloom outside, enough perhaps to bring on one of his headaches. 

"Hey Vince." The receptionist handed him a keycard with a smile. Even some of the staff had come to know him after so many visits. 

"Hello. How are you?" Vince placed the keycard in his breast pocket.

"Same old," the man said and slid a scanner over. "I saw the news about the battle. Seems like you had it rough."

"You can't imagine." Vince swiped his card over it and heard the Ding of doom. That was another month's earnings gone, just like that. 

He waved the man goodbye and climbed the stairs to Sophia's room. There were commercial prints on the hospital walls, tasteful in the dull kind of way. Above every door he passed was a large plastic sign, dark with white lettering- no fancy fonts, just bold and all-caps. It was so new and spotless he felt like the whole building was just a projection meant to fool the eyes. A nurse slipped out of Sophia's room and saw him walking over. 

"How is she?" Vince asked. 

"Got her medication, so she's calm now," the nurse replied. There was an awkward silence. "She always asks for you, when she remembers."

A lump formed in his throat. "Now?" He asked. "Will she recognize me?"

The nurse shook her head. "I won't give you false hope." 

Vince simply nodded and let her tend to other patients. He stood facing the door, bracing himself to meet a stranger instead of a friend. His hands trembled as he used the keycard. 

Sophia didn't look his way. Her eyes were glued to a TV screen, where Vin's recent battle was being replayed. Her hair was dark, and cut short. So she won't hurt herself, the doctors had said. Even though she was his age her face was soft and her features fine, like a child's. 

He walked inside and the door slid closed behind him. There was not a lot to the room besides the television, the bed and an armchair next to it. Bland and impersonal. 

"Sophia?" He sat next to her. 

"I already took my pills," she said without turning.

Vince heart sunk in his chest. "I'm not a doctor. Just a friend." He tried to hold her arm but she jerked it away, finally glaring at him.

Her emerald eyes painted Vince with suspicion. There was a tinge of doubt and fear that cut deep inside him. That made him a stranger.

"I'm Vince. I'm an old friend here to see you." He spoke slowly, made it easier for her to follow.

"Oh, I'm sorry." She visibly relaxed. "I have this condition and I can't always remember things. You probably know already…"

"You don't need to apologize." Vince smiled at her.

When she had first been diagnosed, he was angry, refused to acknowledge it. He kept looking for parts of her that were not always there, pressuring her to speak thoughts she couldn't form. It took a long time for him to develop the patience she needed to interact.

"What are you watching?" Vince looked up at the screen. 

"It's Twilight!" Sophia hugged her knees and raved like a child showing off a new toy. 

"And who are all these people fighting?" He asked. Sophia's doctor had told him to push for conversation whenever he could; it helped exercise the brain.

"Do you live under a rock? It's the battle of Dusk. Look at how cool the black guys are!"

Ouch. He deserved that. "It seems very interesting. You said it's a game?"

"Of course it's interesting! It's an online game where you can go to a different world."

"Do you wish you could go?" He asked. "To a different world?"

The smile left her face and her knees slipped from her grasp. She knit her brows and seemed lost in thought for the longest time. Vince saw the glint of tears forming in her eyes. "Will you take me with you?" 

A chill run down his spine. "Sophia?" He reached over and touched her. 

Even if for a brief moment, she had remembered him. He could see it in her eyes. She wanted to connect, but the words floated in the air just beyond her grasp, unreachable. Her eyebrows knit together as she tried to hold onto that stray memory. 

"I'll show it to you one day!" He took her hand in his and rushed the words out while they still held meaning. "I promise you!" 

"You seem like a good friend." Sophia gave him a smile, soft and gentle. She was gone again, lost in the maze of her injured mind.

The tears burst forth like water from a dam, spilling down his face. The muscles of his chin trembled and he looked away, as if her absence could soothe him. A painful static surfaced in his head once more, a side effect of the constant fear and stress he lived with. 

"Please don't cry." Sophia touched his shoulder. "Did I say something wrong?"

"No, it's not your fault." Vince held back his tears and got up. He planted a quick kiss on her forehead and turned to leave. Being with her dug up a scar others couldn't see. A scar of guilt etched deep inside.

Twilight is the latest VRMMO to dominate the market with more than 3 billion players. The first choice for those who choose to dwell in the world of Twilight is simple; choose which faction to fight for. Players engage in an endless war with one another, to decide if the Hallowed or the Darkblessed will prevail.

Using technology deeply rooted in everyday life to create a virtual world, Twilight has become a second reality for mankind. 

In this reality, Vin is a ranker. A powerful paladin who vies for power, honor, and glory. Yet unseen enemies are always lurking, looking for a chance to destroy all that he has built, and the world of Twilight offers only a single chance at redemption. 

Will he weather the tribulations and emerge victorious, or will he fail and lose the friend and life he values the most.

After making a decision to make my own harem to create a large family, I went right to work on the whole creating the family part! I pulled Rio into my embrace and pushed my lips against hers, causing her to yelp in surprise. Our tongues once again intertwined as I delivered as much saliva as I could into her mouth! Yep, I was bound and determined to get Rio pregnant now! After a long kiss, I laid Rio down before I stood up and turned my body around so we were now in a sixty-nine position. Rio instantly pulled my butt down and stuck her tongue deep into my pussy. I, of course, followed suit and began doing the same.  The two of us were beyond lost in our own lust, I lost count of how many times Rio had made me cum. All I know was that each time I did she would suck up all my juices into her mouth making sure none of it was wasted. 

Time flew by and the next day came. Rio and I seemed to have passed out from all of our extracurricular activities. I decided today that I would be making the training room using destruction magic! I was really excited since this would be the first time I had used magic knowingly. The first two times did not count since I had no idea what I was doing. Why do I say it does not count even though I really did use magic? Well, I say it doesn't count so it does not count! 

Rio gave me a set of clothes to work in so that I would not have to run around naked. We decided to use a back wall for the entrance of the training room this way when I formed the staircase leading down it would go out away from the house. I did not want any unforeseen accidents to happen while training and end up accidentally destroying the house. 

So currently right now I am standing in front of the wall that was soon to be the new entrance to the training room. "Okay Rio, I'm about to start. Step back a little bit just in case."

Rio nodded and then backed away a good distance. Seeing that she seemed to be far enough away I placed my hand on the wall. In my mind, I pictured an open doorway with a set of two hundred steps leading down with a flat landing at the end that was wide enough for two people to stand. From the information I had in my head, It said that when building structures it was best to do it in chunks. So I figured for my first time using this magic i should do the entire stairwell down to the base. Concentrating firmly on the image in my head and with my hand on the wall, a glow started to appear from the mark above my pussy that slowly streaked up my body. This glow contained archaic lettering that once reached my shoulder and onto my arm swirled around it as the archaic letters made it to my hand. Once they reached my hand the archaic lettering streamed onto the wall from my hand and formed a large magic circle! 

On the wall, the magic circle started to glow! Then a line shot out from the magic circle that then outlined the wall with a door shape! The wall started to tremble as the wall inside of the outline started to crumble and disappear into thin air. Slowly the newly formed passage started to get bigger as the first step of the stairs could be seen forming, then the second and a third! This continued as the stairwell started to form, step after step formed continuing down until you could no longer see in the darkness. After a matter of minutes, the light of the magic circle dimmed before the archaic lettering retracted back into my hand causing the magic circle to completely disappear. The archaic lettering traveled back down my body until they seemingly fused back into the mark above my pussy. 

I stood there looking at the newly formed stairwell that I had just created as my eyes glowed. Extreme feelings of excitement welled up inside me but I contained them so I wouldn't embarrass myself in front of Rio. I had finally casted my first magic spell and it worked exactly how I wanted it to!  The new stairwell was just how I imagined it. All the stairs were nicely cut and even, the two hundred steps lead all the way down to a flat landing to where I would create a small hallway next leading away from the house. Destruction magic was simply too amazing! With this type of magic so much could be done easily in a short time!  This one stairway took no more than a few minutes to create! 

Because of the success of the destruction magic, I was really looking forward to using the other magics. I did wonder though if it would take a long time just to activate the other types of magic like fire for instance. If I were in danger and needed to kill a monster or something would I need a full minute to cast it or would it be instant? I could only sigh for the moment as I pondered this. I would have to wait until I was done with the training room to find out.

It was not until an hour later that I was finally done. I was being somewhat picky about my design. I made two different rooms that could be used as a safe area. I had figured that Rio would want to watch me practice so I made these rooms especially for her. The walls were fifty centimeters thick and had a window opening beside the door. I made the door to it closeable by creating a stone sliding door that slid back and forth on a track, I created in the doorway. This way when Rio entered she could close the door and peek through the window to the side. Rio helped me make a few cushions to embed on the stone benches inside the room. The underside of the bench could also be used as a small shelter in case something went wrong with a magic spell. It also had a small sliding door that you could close to lock yourself in if needed. There was an advanced magic spell that would allow me to add protection to the training room that was a type of barrier magic that would absorb the shocks of magic, blocking out any kind of damage you would cause to the person or object it was casted on. But it was still too soon for that.

Meet Sora a young girl who well, loves girls and magic. She is utterly obsessed with both. She goes out and spends all her money on yuri manga and books on magic. She even watches those hen...

"Hey enough already! They get the picture! I'm a damn lesbian alright!? " 

Yes, yes, sorry about that... Well like I was saying, Sora is a lesbian who loves girls and magic more than anything. That was until she stumbled upon a mysterious shop and bought an old book about magic. One thing led to another and the idiot found herself in another world. 

"Hey! You just called me an idiot didn't you!?" 

It's fine, don't mind. Don't mind.

Will Sora be able to survive in this new world? Will she find love and happiness? Will she finally become smart? Or will she die a horrible death? 

"That's it! I quit! Find a new female lead for your story. Your nothing but a beep that beep's out of their beeping mouth all beeping day long. How about I beep the ever-living beep out of you!"

And so this is our story of Sora the lesbian who transmigrates to another world.


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Shi! It's time for dinner!"

"Coming mama!"

At his mother's call, Shi rushed out of his room. As he ran down the stairs, fragrant smells of rabbit meat could be smelt. As his stomach churned in hunger, Shi he ran to his mother's smiling figure.

"Wow! Rabbit meat!"

"Hahaha, calm down you little rascal."

"Hoho, Shi you're as energetic as always, huh?"

"Oh Byrael, go clean up when you come in!"

"Haha okay okay Azela~"

Azela scolded Byrael when she had noticed that he had yet to clean with a smiling face. With a light smile, Byrael bent over and kissed her on the cheek before he ran off to wash up. As she shook her head in amazement, she laughed as she watched Byrael go into the bathroom with eyes filled with love.

Byrael and Azela, these two were Shi's parents in his new life. Byrael was a burly fellow that towered over others with his six-foot six-inch frame. He had long brown hair that reached down to his shoulders and a full beard. He seemed like a daunting person at first but that notion soon disappeared from everybody's thoughts with his jolly laugh and kind hazel eyes. Currently, he was in his prime at thirty years old. When he was eighteen, he had joined the army and rose to fame with stellar swordsmanship and constant battles. Many people thought he would soon become a commander but to the surprise of everyone, he retired at the young age of twenty-six. The reason was that the young lady by Shi's side.

Azela was a very beautiful young lady. At the prime age of twenty-six, she was a rare type of woman. Even though she had been raised in a noble family, she was kind and courteous to everyone, even peasants. His father had told him that she used to go out and help out the less fortunate in clinics for people who couldn't afford the hospital. He had actually seen her there after coming back from a campaign and immediately fell in love.

After that, Byrael had often gone to that clinic to be with her. As the two got to know each other, they had quickly fallen in love and in six month's time married. Since her parents didn't approve of the marriage, Azela had to come out from her parent's house and Byrael retired before the two moved to the east.

For the past three years, they had raised him with the utmost love, always doting on him. Even though their family could not be considered rich, they were still well off because his father had been hired to be the trainer for the Baron's Soldiers here and even privately taught the Baron's son.  

While they all were happily eating, Shi made a promise in his heart once again.

'Even though I wasn't strong enough in my last life, I promise that in this one I will protect these two in this life. Hmm…. I've finally learned how to fully read now, I should start training tomorrow.'

The next morning, Shi snuck into his father's study. Inside, he heads toward the bookshelf. Unfortunately, his family only possessed a few books.

'Well, it's not like books were a common sight in my previous life either.'

With those thoughts, he immediately found the book he wanted and pulled it out. As he sat the book on his lap, the title was printed in large lettering.

Introduction to Mana.

Flipping the cover, he began reading to understand how magic worked in this world.

Mana is the gift that the gods have given to our humanity. With mana, humans are able to perform miraculous feats such as cast magic or release strength or speed that match can match some of the physically superior beasts. This has led to the creation of two occupations that defend humanity from demise: Warriors and Mages.

Warriors are people that strengthen their own bodies with mana. Letting their mana flow through their muscles constantly, warriors have superhuman strength and agility. Depending on their physical abilities, affinity percentage with their elemental, and amount of mana, you will be given a rank.

Mages are people that call upon the abilities of elementals. Pouring mana into their elemental, mages can cast spells with their affiliated element. A  Mage's rank is determined by four factors: the amount of mana, affinity percentage with elements, purity of mana, and the rank of their elementals.

Warrior and Mages are divided into the following ranks:

Trainee

Apprentice

Knight/Wizard

King

Emperor

Hero

Saint

Demi-God

God

Each person will be born with their elementals. Due to the long assimilation process between humans and the elementals, one will not be able to know their affinity until the process is completed near the age of six. Just like beasts, elementals are ranked as the following:

F

E

D

C

B

A

S

SS

SSS

There are also seven different elements that Warriors and Mages are categorized into by their elementals:

Fire

Water

Wind

Earth

Steel

Light

Dark

The majority of people have just one element. People who are considered geniuses have two elements. The strongest magician and strongest warrior of all times, Godar and Ryder, had three elements each.

As people reach higher ranks, they also tend to live longer. A Demi-Human are reported to live for thousands of years, not to mention God levels people who gain immortality.

Mana capacity, however, is something that someone is born with. No matter how much one trains, their mana cannot be increased. The only known method to increase a person's mana capacity is by eating a beast's core. By eating a beast's core, people will get an increase in physical ability and increased mana capacity. As expected, the increase will be dependent on the rank of the beast. A core from an E ranked beast will not give nearly as much as of an increase as per say a core from an A-ranked beast.

'Ho…..so that's why I couldn't use magic before' thought Shi. Even though mana in his past world and the one he was now in worked basically the same way, there was a major difference: Elementals.

The beings known as elementals intrigued Shi. The idea of using an external source to conduct your magic interested him.

'Hm…. I wonder what kind of element I have. Maybe I'll be lucky and have more than one? Oh well, unfortunately, that's not something I can find out until I turn six. I should focus on what I can currently do and that's to purify my mana.'

With that thought, from that day on Shi began to meditate every night in his room to purify his mana. Even though it was a very tiring process for such a young mind, he persisted with the motivation to become strong and protect his parents. Like this, time slowly passed without his parent's notice. If Shi's parents had seen him meditating, they would extremely shocked. The method to meditate was only a method that was taught to mages and warriors that exceeded King Rank by their kingdoms. Shi, however, had already stumbled upon the way to meditate through his previous life. Slowly the murky gray mana inside of him became more distinct and purer.

During the day, Shi pretended to act like a normal child and would tell his parents that he was going out to play. When he went out, however, he would instead head towards the open fields and run. Even though Shi was impatient to begin training, he knew that if he started too early that it would be harmful to his growth so he bared with it and continued to just run to raise his cardiovascular system.

When he first started, he could barely run a quarter-mile. Even though inside his mind Shi moaned for the times when he could easily run fifty miles, he would grit his teeth and continue. As he persisted on, the distance he traveled slowly increased. Half a mile, one mile, two miles. Like this, three years passed by.

Shi is a demon that had lived his life fueled by the urge of revenge...Finally fulfilling his goal, he embraces death but fate has another plan for him.....

Wariness and suspicion flickered across Li Mei's eyes, tilting away from him like she was about to run far, far away the instant he made a move. Faust exhaled a cloud of smoke that served to hide the slight amused twitch of his lips.
She blinked, and he was gone. No signs of movement, no trace or afterimage. Just gone.
"Don't move." Faust's voice sounded low and almost hoarse directly behind her, so close his cigarette-scented breath stirred the crimson hair on her head. Li Mei immediately tried to turn, but it was as though his words created the strongest chains that bound her in place - she couldn't so much as twitch a muscle, much less try to escape.
The next moment Li Mei heard a metallic click as a black band clasped shut around her neck, its surface molding seamlessly against the contours of her flesh until there wasn't room for so much as a hair to slip in between her skin and the strangely smooth metal. Warmth bordering on a level just below discomfort flooded her entire body. Heat gathered at her fingertips, rushing up her arms to congregate on the 44 tattoo.
Around the number 44 on her left arm was a circle of strange foreign lettering that neither Li Mei nor 44 herself could understand. As the heat built up and threatened to burn her flesh from the inside, Li Mei saw the lettering peel off her skin like it had only been ironed on in the first place. The letters rose into the air, hovering in a disorderly cloud.
Some of the lettering vanished into sparkles of white light, replaced by new letters of different shapes. They marched toward her neck, settling onto the metal band that suddenly felt scorching hot. By the time her body and the band both cooled off the lettering was no longer discernible to the naked eye.
-----
[Notice]
The terms of your [Enslavement Bind] have been altered.
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[Enslavement Bind]
A magic spell binds you. You are compelled to follow direct orders from your Owner. You will accompany your Owner and assist with his tasks unless ordered otherwise.
Owner: Faust
Standing Orders: You will do everything in your power to survive. You are encouraged to speak freely and share your opinions and requests with your Owner.
Standing Restrictions: You may not reveal any secrets your Owner shares with you in confidence. You may not conspire to kill your Owner. You may not through inaction allow your Owner to die at the hands of his enemies. You may not attempt to end your own life. You may not inform anyone that you are a slave if they are previously unaware of the fact.
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Faust recited the orders and restrictions one by one, each word hammering a nail into Li Mei's coffin. Cold sweat dripped down her temples. When the man finished speaking, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
Encouraged to speak freely?
Li Mei let out a string of profanity so foul it might have burnt the ears of a lesser man. Faust chuckled and once more sat on Li Mei's favorite rock, leisurely stretching out his long legs. His cigarette burnt away to ashes, but the smell of acrid smoke lingered in the cool night air. "That's not very polite language for a young lady."
"You want me to speak my mind? I'll speak my mind! F*ck your mother!"
Faust paused for a moment in the middle of pulling out another cigarette, heavy eyebrows raised in surprise. "Where in the world did you learn to talk like that?"
"There's no charity etiquette classes for orphaned slave kids you walking composite of ashes and cancer!" Li Mei breathed heavily, glaring at the handsome young man as he ever so slowly put the cigarette back in his pocket with an awkward expression on his face. "I'm a person, not a piece of property! Am I supposed to be touched and grateful that I've been so magnanimously allowed to have opinions?! Oh good, I can make requests of my master, what a glorious and kind man that he allows me to have wants and needs! Go soak your head you pompous-"
Li Mei went on an agitated tirade until her ribs ached too much to speak, doubling over in pain. Faust leaned forward, resting his palms on his knees. "You will suffer. You will be broken, heal, and broken again. You will hate me more than you already do, which I'm sure is difficult to imagine at this moment. But I will make you strong. I promise that. Now open your mouth."
Faust flicked his thumb, launching a small purple bead that landed squarely on Li Mei's tongue. It dissolved into a mist that flowed easily down her throat like a breath of fresh air. The pain in her ribs alleviated, some of the lingering yellow bruises on her flesh fading away to nothing.
"You can move now," Faust said as he strode leisurely toward the cave, hands in his pockets.
By the time Li Mei caught up, the enormous gash on Bao's side was slathered by a greenish foam that bubbled and hissed, the aroma of medical herbs making the air thick and heady. "I am a man of many talents," Faust said, his tone and expression proclaiming the statement to be humble and trivialized. "But medicine has always been my specialty."
Li Mei ignored him, taking her place at Bao's side when she saw the fera's gold eyes flutter open. He chirped weakly and laid his head on her lap, flicking his ears back and forth.
"The fera is yours, we'll bring him with us. Your murder of the slaves will be our little secret, judging by the intel I've gathered they had it coming. I'll even let you keep that storage artifact you stole - that's how you moved the plinths, I assume." 
Li Mei glanced up, but Faust had his back to her so he missed the odd expression on her face. 'Storage artifact... Judging by the name, they have something like my Interface's storage in this world? That's awful convenient.'
"Adalrich Agilo, my false identity, is a leading researcher working under an organization called Oriole. It is divided into several sectors developing many different kinds of technologies. The estate you've lived on for the past ten years of your life is a cover for Sector 9, in charge of researching and producing serums intended to... Well. Super soldiers is the simplest explanation I can give. You're clever enough, but your education is lacking in too many areas for me to divulge any details within your scope of understanding. We'll fix that soon enough.
"There's a lot of competition for resources and prestige between the sectors. Within the next few months the estate will be attacked by a coalition of sectors who envy our recent progress. It won't be pretty, but it's a good opportunity for me to make Adalrich Agilo disappear. I've learned all I can from Oriole, it's time to escape before they realize what I've been up to."
Li Mei narrowed her eyes, countless questions swirling in her mind. In the end she sorted through them all and chose the most pertinent query to voice: "Why me?"
"You're young. Intelligent. Resourceful. Cunning. Ruthless. And most importantly unable to betray me. I've been looking for a disciple for awhile, and you have enough potential to pique my interest. You're barely halfway to Rank 1 and you took down a Rank 2 verasus with that little fera."
"His name is Bao," Li Mei snapped, petting the fera's face with a gentle touch that didn't match the venom dripping from her voice. A chill settled in the pit of her belly - he knew about the verasus, he knew where they were. Had he been watching them all along? The thought of being under surveillance by strangers made her skin crawl. People watching, waiting, judging, and she had no idea! Being on the losing end of an information war was unpleasant.
"Bao, then. Both of you have talent, I want to see how it plays out. And potentially make use of you. The stronger you are, the more helpful it will be." Faust stuck an unlit cigarette between his lips, turning just enough to glance at Li Mei over his shoulder. "I'm skilled with medicine, magic both offensive and defensive, seven different fighting styles, ancient history, geography, zoology both natural and magical, item identification, arrays, enchanting, and alchemy. I speak more than a dozen languages fluently enough to pass as a native. I'm willing to teach if you're willing to learn. What interests you?"
Scan revealed he wasn't just bragging. His Rank 7 rating alone made him a valuable teacher, even if he was a scumbag who owned slaves. If he was going to teach her, she was going to wring him like a wet sponge for every drop of useful information she could obtain!
Li Mei's eyes sparkled with greed and anticipation. "What interests me? Everything!"

Li Mei dies unexpectedly, transmigrating into the body of a nameless slave girl who was murdered in her sleep.

With the assistance of a game-like interface gifted to her by an unseen helper, she must fight in a hostile alien world not only for freedom, but for survival - and revenge!

(I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com as Kruos soon.)

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