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

Robert hates girls like he hates cats, however in the new school he transfers to, a new chubby girl will not let him rest, pestering him every time.
Eventually, he falls for her only to find that she never liked him.
How can he accept it? So he works hard and begins to pester her even in her bathroom, he pesters her. 
She retaliates by trying every possible way to embarrass him but why does it make him only happy?
Even the whole school is shipping them.
Years later, they find out they were engaged from birth.What then is this lady going to do to robert? Make him go bankrupt?
Find out in this not so long story.

After his Grandpa left Elijah went back to his apartment, it was a one bedroom apartment with a single bathroom, it was already furnished yesterday when they stayed at the hotel, stepping into the house it was a studio apartment with the bedroom straight ahead after entering and the bathroom to the left, with a 45' inch t.v hanging on the wall the kitchen had a electric cooker and a few plates and cutlery, the bedroom had a medium sized bed.

It was after washing up that he started to feel hungry Elijah headed to the kitchen but the refrigerator just hard a few vegetables and fruits, looks like he needed to head outside to eat ,it was evening and there were a lot more people on the road returning from work, going to diner.

Northampton is the county town of Northampton shire in the East Midlands of England . it lies on the River Nene north west of London and south east of Birmingham its one of the largest town in the UK.

Elijah heads to the nearest restaurant which was called Sixfields Pub, which looks like the owner is a big fan of the Northampton team, as he steps inside it was a nicely decorated place with lots of colors referencing the team and a big T.V which he guessed shows the game on match days, a middle aged woman with a warm smile wearing a black and white uniform walks up to him and ask 

"You are new here?" he notice most people in the pub have their eye on him

"Yes I am just moved yesterday" he answered 
Feeling that he looks a little nervous she smiles to assure him

"Oh good we have a new face tired of these boring old ones" she turns to look at the rest in pub

A few people laughed Elijah guess she is well liked 
"Where you from?" 

"Newcastle" 

At this point he cant wait to get the food the hunger is starting to increase she notices he is not interested in the Q&A she switches to 

"What will you be having?"

"Burger and chips with a glass of orange juice please" Elijah replies

She turns around and says
"Coming right up dear" 

Most people went back to discussing about their lives he heard a few people talking about their expectation for the new season the bartender behind the counter who looks like he is about mid 40s years old replies

"We should be able to get a mid table finish the manager is used to the team by now"
The other guy with brown hair and this nose replies

"It depends on the summer transfers I heard we signed another player today Kenny" he said

The direction of thee conversation gets Elijah's full attention cause he is the new player

Kenny the bartender replies "Yes we did the club will announce tomorrow morning"

Elijah makes a assumption that Kenny is close to the club the fat guy beside the brown hair guy appears a little drunk says

"Kenny, Marc am sure we will be fighting to not be relegated they should be signing some good players not some young unproven ones"

Kenny sighs "They already signed Adebayo Akinfewa he should be a good addition to the team he has experience playing in league 2"

 They continue discussing various issues.

Elijah finish his meal and head out back home he called his Mum to ask if Grandpa was back and they talked about how the day went with the club, it turned out to be another half sleeping night.

Follow Elijah Shields as he grows and battle to be one of the best strikers in the world of football.

Saint watched Heart out of the corner of his eyes staring at the sheet of paper that showed he was currently enrolled at Thammasat University for only the past year, and then the resume he had that showed Heart had been enrolled in the school for the past three years.
'Why was he hiding the past? Why had he put that he had been there three years when he had only been there one year?'
Saint picked up the phone the receiver hung in his hands for a moment as he double thought what he was about to do.
'You wouldn't like it if someone went snooping through your demons, would you? Normally things are made to disappear because we want to forget about them.'
He lifted the phone, but halted beside his ear frozen.
'But I need to know more about him. I don't know why, but I need to know.'
Saint placed the phone on his ear firmly and dialed Kit's number.
There were three rings before Kit's pleasant voice came through the phone.
"Hey, what's up?" Kit's voice asked intrigued.
"You know that thing I asked you to look into… Well there is one more bit of information about Heart I need you to find out for me."
***
"Kit come in here."
"Sir..."
"Did you find out the information I asked for?"
"Yes, of course, there have been no problems for your requests. But if I could say something?"
"Sure, go ahead."
"Are you sure there isn't a shorter, faster method of doing this? A faster way to find out what happened with Heart, why he is hiding his schooling, why he lied? I am sure there are other ways to find out. Can't we just hire someone to hack him." Kit suggested.
"No, I don't want that to happen. I don't want him to hate me when I just suddenly know things I shouldn't." Saint thought back to how mad Heart had been when he had snooped and found out where he lived.
"I don't want to do it that way. I don't want to hurt him." Saint repeated.
"That's new, normally you are ruthless when going after what you want." Kit said.
"I know, I just feel like I need to be careful with him."
"You sure tease him a lot for someone you are trying to be gentle with."
Saint's eyes flashed.
"I don't think I could be any gentler. There is just something about him that sets me off. I have never been drawn to anyone so strongly before. It feels so different I can't explain it. I thought I loved someone before…"
"I don't doubt that what I felt at the time was love, I believe it. But this feels like when he leaves I will go crazy. Like a piece of me has been ripped from my side. It feels empty, and I can't help but wonder where he is? What is he doing?"
"I want him to be thinking of me. I want to know if he is thinking of me. I want to know everything about him, but I want his gorgeous lips to do all the talking. I don't want to violate him. I don't want to make him hurt or cry. But at the same time I want to torture him, make him squirm, turn red, get embarrassed, angry. I want him to feel everything with me. I want every emotion he has to remind him of me and what I did to make him feel them. Trust, pain, pleasure, desire, happiness, sadness, anger, lust… everything."
"So just do this for me, please. I know it is a deterrent from our plan."
"Saint, this could create a problem. We are only six months away from your goal. Maybe you should fire him until then... It's just, you lose a bit of control with Heart, if things really slip, then things could go south fast. He is a constant temptation. I am not saying don't indulge. Just maybe hire him back later and indulge."
"Kit, I will only say this one time, do as I say or this could end badly." Saint warned him with the most piercing, deadly stare Kit had ever seen him make-and Saint had made plenty- of them in his lifetime, it made Kit gulp, nod with understanding, bow politely then walk out.
As Kit pushed open the door to the main room, he looked at Heart, his face a gentle mask.
Heart scrambled to look busy. Kit tried his best not to smile.  Kit walked past and ignored Heart completely heading towards the bathroom.
'I get it. I understand your infatuation with him. In such a short time, I also like him a lot. More than that. I don't think he is bad, or can cause any harm to Saint… Still, I have never seen Saint so mesmerized.'
In the bathroom, he made sure each stall was empty, then took out his phone and dialed a number. The line connected after ringing several times.
"Sir, I finished the transfers. Saint has switched schools and I also have prepared the files and other requests you asked for."
"...."
"Sir, how much longer do you think I will have to continue doing this?"
"...."
The line clicked and Kit sighed before dialing another number. He rubbed his head.
"Why is it so hard to be a Nitpattanasai?"  he sighed and rested his head against the wall.
"This life is draining me." He tapped the phone against his forehead.
'I should call my baby. He will be out of practice right now, right?' Kit did the math in his head, practice ended about now and he wouldn't have started lunch yet. He would have a few minutes.
The call connected after the first Ring.
"Kitten?" Asked the male voice on the other line.
"I am so tired..." he responded.
A soft chuckle came out of the other side. "You are doing great. It will be over soon. I am so proud of you Kit. You are such an amazing, beautiful, wonderful person doing all of this for your family. I would never tell you to stop because I know how much this means to you, to help Saint, to find that person. Just… Just don't overwork yourself too much. I am almost done with my tour and will be back soon. Promise you will take time off to be with me then."
"I have to go. I've been gone a little too long. And I actually do have to go to the bathroom right now." Kit said.
There was another soft chuckle on the other end and the line clicked.
'He felt bad not answering Ten's question, but he had been breaking so many promises lately that he felt guilty to even make another one.'
Kit unzipped his pants. 'Poor Saint, it really isn't fair. I think having to do this much longer is a kinda torture for him too, it's a torture to all of us. But hey, you agreed Kit it's your own fault.'
'Stop thinking of useless things for one minute. Can't you stop worrying about them for a moment to relieve yourself in peace?' Kit sighed as he finally was able to pee once he quieted his mind.
'This all better get resolved soon. Because it is beginning to seem like I have a bladder problem.'
Kit finished washing his hands, then threw the napkin into the bin, turned, then smoothed his hair and opened the door to get back to his triple life.

"The next time you want to wear a woman's suit to an interview you might want to make sure it fits you in all areas." His voice came out a slight lilt of amusement churning through its deep baritone.

The soft, husky hum slithered all over Heart's ear, making his body shiver.

With that one sentence, this man had stripped him of his confidence and made him feel exposed, Heart wondered what was wrong with him. Because the moment the shiver ended his body began telling him he wanted more.

He knew he should feel repulsed, annoyed, disgusted, creeped out. But he didn't,

Not at all.

'What does he want? What is he going to do to me?' Heart tried to think if there was some way he had met this guy the week before and forgotten. Maybe he had run into him?

There was a small zipping sound and he felt stunned as his pants got unbearably tighter as the zipper, zipped closed around his length. The man pulled back and headed for the door as if zipping up another man's pants for him was something he did every day for someone.

Heart stared after him stunned.

"My fly was undone." Hearts stated stupidly.

"Hmm," The man crooned.

'Why did I like that so much?' Heart blinked twice realizing the man had stopped again at the door and was looking back at him.

"Why didn't you just tell me so I could zip it up?" Heart said, flushing.

"It's just a zipper, what's a low fly between friends." He quipped.

"Friends." Heart stuttered

'When did we become friends?'



What if your destiny was both fate and design? What if the real Fate was not having met you, but how we choose to live after meeting? When Fate unexpectedly ties five strings, five human lives that were never supposed to meet connect with shy, timid Heart, a boy who is at a major turning point in his life. It’s these strings that pull him into a new far more dangerous direction. Far out of the comfort of his world and into a new one filled with darkness, friendship, hate, and love. This is their Fate, the one they took into their own hands. The one they fought and planned for. A war is coming. And Death will come to ask for their lives, but only they have the power to change it.

*This story Includes three main BL Couples and it takes place in Thailand. Please do not take offence and understand all couples are fictional.

Dong! 
Dong, dong! 
There were soft knocks on the door. 
"Good day, I'm from the management. Someone has complained that you were throwing things off the balcony." 
One second later… Ten seconds later… No sound was coming from the inside of the house. However, there were rays of light coming from under the door; it seemed as if there was someone in the house, or could it be that the owner forgot to turn off the lights before going out?
Dong! Dong, dong! 
Knocks on the door. 
"Good day, I'm from the community's welfare department."
There were no sounds from the inside of the house. 
Soon after that, the knocks disappeared. It seemed as if the management and the community's welfare department left after no one answered the door. 
Within the next second! Without a warning! 
Bang! 
The anti-theft door was blown up before it flew into the house. The vast inertia from it shook the house violently. A knife-wielding man rushed into the house viciously and said, "I've caught you again". 
Bang! 
The knife was so sharp and strong that it destroyed half of the bedroom's plaster wall. Rocks instantly flew everywhere, and dust was flying. 
Bang! 
The bathroom was destroyed. 
Bang! The seven to eight meters long scorching blade immediately turned all electrical appliances in the kitchen into debris in the air. 
…
Gray Qi + one. 
Fang Zheng nodded in satisfaction. This was the fourth Paper Mache Man he had killed. He had a steady influx of one Gray Qi a day. 
Just as Fang Zheng hopped over the wall to leave the Clear Lotus area, his expression changed suddenly. Fang Zheng unzipped the pocket on his jacket, and four pieces of paper began floating in the air in a particular direction. 
Could it be that there was another Paper Mache Man causing trouble?
Fang Zheng was shocked. It was his first time meeting two Paper Mache Men in a day. 
Xiasha area. 
Bang! 
An explosion sent a house into a fiery blaze. 
The loud bang also broke the windows of houses around it. Sounds of screams, chaos, and people running for their lives could be heard. 
When Fang Zheng rushed to the Xiasha area from the Clear Lotus area, he witnessed the chaotic scene from afar. 
In the crowd that was frantically escaping the area, Fang Zheng spotted a few extraordinary people to his surprise. Two of them left quite an impression on Fang Zheng. 
It was the scar-faced man and the ordinary-looking woman in her thirties from the carnival's haunted house. 
However, before Fang Zheng could get close, they had already hopped into a car and drove off. 
"F*ck," Fang Zheng could not help but curse. He was annoyed. 
It was obvious based on what Fang Zheng had seen. The Supernatural Investigation Bureau was one step ahead of him in killing the Paper Mache Man. 
The best proof he had for that was the four stationary pieces of paper in his hand. They went from hyper pieces of paper to stagnant corpses. 
However, after thinking about it, Fang Zheng thought this was logical. 
The last time Officer Wei asked him for a list of the novels, she had mentioned that she was investigating a case. It seemed as if every missing person had something in common—they had all read horror novels before they disappeared. 
Based on that logic, and seeing the Supernatural Investigation Bureau in front of him, Fang Zheng had a realization. 
He speculated that after Officer Wei received the list from him, she captured Paper Mache Men successfully through sting operations. The Supernatural Investigation Bureau followed suit and continued the sting operations; they finally caught one today. 
With the capabilities of the Supernatural Investigation Bureau, it was illogical for them to have a lack of leads and rely on sting operations. 
But! 
'I am 100% for you destroying the evil and protecting the righteousness of the living.'
'I will concede defeat since you guys were a step ahead of me.' 
'But you could have waited right where you were for a little longer and let me get a sweet deal before you leave…'
Fang Zheng's expression turned dark. 
Maybe this was how his streak of bad luck began. When Fang Zheng rushed to the scene of a supernatural incident the next day, he was a step behind the Supernatural Investigation Bureau again. 
The same thing happened on the third day. 
He had been careful to conceal himself along the way. Although he had been rushing to the scenes, he was always a step behind the Supernatural Investigation Bureau. 
This was not the extent of his bad luck; he had also been getting nowhere with his investigation in University Town. 
He had been loitering in University Town day and night lately and wasted quite a bit of time that could have been used for training. However, his investigation did not get anywhere. 
Days passed, and he had been delaying his appointment with Rich Man Dong over and over again. Fang Zheng eventually decided to meet Rich Man Dong for a breakthrough. 
He could have Rich Man Dong help him get some information about University Town from Aunty. It was a better idea than loitering alone in University Town. 
If he got into trouble for loitering too often…
Fang Zheng was not one to hesitate. He locked his door before it was even 7 am, brought a few changes of clothes, and rushed to the passenger terminal. 
Getting to the jungle where the film crew was from Zhou City required three bus transfers. If he did not leave his house earlier, he might not be able to catch the third bus transfer. 
Zhou City, police station. 
A heroic, tall figure entered an office with clanging footsteps.
"Little Wen, are you doing anything urgent right now?" Wei Youran was the one speaking. She had her left hand in a cast in front of her chest. 
"Oh, Officer Wei, how are you discharged so soon from the hospital?" Little Wen was a young officer with the title Criminal Psychologist. 
"Is Officer Wei here to ask for a psychological portrait?" 
Young officer Little Wen signaled her to take a seat. 
Wei Youran sat down and said, "Yes, I need you, Little Wen, to sketch a portrait of someone."
Young officer Little Wen was curious. "Officer Wei, this must be yet another tricky case given that you're this eager to arrest this person right after being discharged from the hospital." 
Wei Youran did not admit or dispel that thought. When the young officer Little Wen was ready, Wei Youran was told to begin describing the criminal. 
Wei Youran gave it some thought before describing specific traits, "This person is a man, he sounds like he's between 20 to 23 years old based on his voice; he mustn't be above 25." 
"A strong ray of light enveloped his entire body. His facial features couldn't be seen clearly, but his height should be around 177 to 180 cm. He wasn't obese or too skinny. He should have short hair…"
"Although his body was covered in strong rays of light, his brows weren't too thick, his frontal bone wasn't too high, and his facial features were positioned pretty evenly…"
Following Wei Youran's description, a rough sketch of a portrait was eventually produced. 
"Officer Wei, please take a look. Is it this person?"
After about 10 to 20 minutes, the young officer Little Wen was done with the portrait. 
Wei Youran's brows scrunched together as she stared at the psychological portrait on the paper. She continued saying, "The eyebrows should be shaped better, the bridge of the nose should be higher, and the chin should have corners that aren't too pointy…"
After a few more amendments, Wei Youran's calm and quiet face was startled for a second when she saw the final product of the psychological portrait. It was as if she had seen someone she did not expect; she was shocked. 
Soon after that, the corner of her lips curled; a layman would not have been able to spot this change in expression. However, it was a criminal psychologist who was sitting across Wei You Ran. 
"Officer Wei, this was my first time seeing you smile…"
"It seems like this man is who Officer Wei is looking for."


Missing people... Cars mysteriously falling off the Tongjiang Bridge... The world is going mad and it is up to Fang Zheng to prepare himself for it. What will he get himself into? What horrors will he face? Are YOU ready to join Fang Zheng on his journey to hunt the wicked? Ps. Save this one for a lonely midnight.

There were many flights between Kyoto and Hangzhou, but most required transfers. If the transfer was in Beijing or Hong Kong, the trip would take eight or nine hours. But if the transfer was at Chengdu or Shenzhen, the trip would take more than ten hours. There were direct flights, however, only one or two were available each day and were quite expensive. The direct flights were at least three times as expensive as flights with a transfer.
Direct flights were obviously much faster, taking less than four hours.
Meng Fan chose a direct flight. Luckily, the earliest daytime flight today was a direct flight, leaving at 9 a.m. and arriving at Xiaoshan Airport in Hangzhou at around 11:50 a.m. Even more coincidentally, after Meng Fan got his boarding pass, his airfare was refunded, and he was upgraded to first class.
The flight crew on this flight definitely didn't know about Meng Fan's connection to the attempted hijacking in Singapore, nor did they know Meng Fan was on this flight for free. Of course, there were plenty of VIP services in first class. Even when some people recognized Meng Fan as someone in the "group fight," and even though he was seen throwing down many Japanese fighters in the recording, no one showed their feelings.
Perhaps it was due to the Charisma attribute, the flight attendants were more caring and attentive toward Meng Fan than to other passengers.
Earlier, Meng Fan had received many calls and messages about the fight, including Goro Takahashi, the senior editor at Kodansha.
After realizing Goro Takahashi was calling about this, Meng Fan was prepared to have his comics refused. After all, most of the conflict was with Japanese fighters, and he threw down so many of them. If Kodansha turned him down because of this, Meng Fan had no choice.
Things were better than Meng Fan had imagined. Goro Takahashi said Kodansha management had noticed the incident and would pay attention to the follow-up. They didn't mention any changes to the contract, since the fighting world was not close to the comics world.
The aftermath for the fight had also been announced. There was a press conference, with some fighters banned and some fined, and there was a statement for the public. The MMA camp did a good job.
As for Meng Fan, the results were the same. They couldn't discipline him even if they wanted to. During the press conference, they described him as an employee of the Chinese team. They even used the excuse that Meng Fan had to fight to protect his teammates. 
If there's nothing else happening, Meng Fan's contract-signing should go forward as scheduled.
Other than people at Kodansha, no one else in Japan knew Meng Fan had reached a tentative agreement to serialize comics in Japan.
The flight landed at around 12 noon at Xiaoshan Airport. Meng Fan got off the flight and left the terminal.
Wu Tong messaged him on WeChat. "Are you off the plane? I'm not picking you up."
Of course, Meng Fan wanted to see Wu Tong as soon as possible. He was a little disappointed as he replied, "OK. It's a hassle going to the airport and back. I was getting a taxi anyway. As long as you can wait to have lunch with me." 
Wu Tong replied. "I'm cooking lunch right now. I'll wait for you."
Then, she sent a photo.
Meng Fan's eyes widened. This was his kitchen!
"You're in my apartment?"
"Yes."
"How did you get in?"
"I have special unlocking skills."
Meng Fan instantly thought of a possibility. "Did my mom come?"
Her reply was simple. "Yes."
Meng Fan almost jumped up. Mom, you finally did something right!
Meng Fan had thought of giving Wu Tong a key or to install a fingerprint lock. But he didn't know how to bring it up.
Even if he mentioned it, he could be pummeled.
Who knew his mom would help him!
So, Wu Tong didn't pick him up because she was cooking lunch for him in his place!
The amazing "turnaround" made Meng Fan literally jump up.
What kind of scene is this?
A wife waiting for her husband to come home!
Meng Fan smiled with a silly grin.
He floated all the way back. He didn't know how he got in a taxi, how he got to his neighborhood, nor how many people were stunned to recognize him on the way.
"Isn't he the Iron Hero?"
"He's back from Japan?"
"Wow, he fought and he ran!"
"Hah, why is Meng Fatty smiling like that? Is he really happy? Why am I smiling, too? His smile is so infectious!"
"Why is he by himself? Where's his brother-in-law?"
"They said online that those fighters were all disciplined. Meng Fan is the only one who wasn't since he's not in that industry. It's hilarious."
"…"
The taxi driver was confused, too. The muscular guy in the back seemed charismatic but also a little odd with his smile. Why was he constantly smiling? He pondered, "I better stop looking at the rearview mirror, or I'd start smiling, too."
Ding dong.
The mesmerized Meng Fan pressed his own doorbell. Soon, the door opened to an apron-covered Wu Tong, who also held a spatula.
"Are you out of your mind? Why are you pressing the doorbell at home? Why are you smiling like that? Come on in."
Wu Tong got slippers for Meng Fan then grabbed his suitcase. After Meng Fan came inside, she said, "The soup needs some more time. You can take a shower."
"Oh."
Meng Fan nodded with a stupid grin then walked toward the bathroom. He was looking at Wu Tong the whole time and didn't stop until he collided with the wall.
When he came out of the bathroom in a robe, he was humming, and then he got spooked by Wu Tong standing in front of him.
"Let me see your wounds."
When Meng Fan just stood there, she dragged him to the living room and pushed him down on the sofa. "I want to see where you're swollen."
Meng Fan's heart started beating really fast. He shook his head as if in a trance. "I'm not swollen."
"Not swollen?"
Wu Tong bit her lips lightly and grabbed him with the courage from sending those emojis earlier. Her face heated. "It's swollen." 
Wu Tong wasn't one to go back on her word. She did what she said.
Meng Fan's soul left his body.
It's not good for someone to lose their focus or one could lose things.
This was how Meng Fan lost a few hundred million.
...
When Yixin heard Meng Fan was coming back from Japan today, he flew from Shenzhen to Hangzhou. Traveling with him was an associate editor-in-chief and a few other colleagues. The big group showed Meng Fan's importance.
In addition to Meng Fan's "Legend of the Mountains and Seas" about to be serialized by Kodansha, his mysterious popularity and the fact that his comic, despite having no content, was already well-known, Penguin Animation Network was determined to sign him. 
They arrived at one in the afternoon. Since Meng Fan was busy, they had to wait.
They didn't see him until after seven in the evening. 
The meeting was held at the Damei Studio. The studio was spacious, and there was a conference room ideal for discussions.
If they were going to sign, there would be professionals at the studio who could take a look at the contract.
If Meng Fan signed the contract, he wouldn't be the same as a typical comic artist, especially in copyright. Meng Fan wanted to keep a lot of his copyright, or sign a partnership agreement, so a regular Penguin contract wouldn't be appropriate for him.
Meng Fan didn't show up until after his dinner with Wu Tong and taking her back to the studio at the school. At the door, Meng Fan saw Zhang Zhouwei and Flathead Bro sitting together looking at their phones. It seemed like Flathead Bro had been here a lot lately. So he probably was on the fast track with Yan Xixi.
They seemed to be streaming a game. Meng Fan heard the two of them saying excitedly, "Flathead Bro is cool! YTG is cool!"
What's going on? Why's Flathead Bro calling himself cool? What's YTG?
Meng Fan didn't ask why and just greeted them. He asked a studio member if the conference room was ready and checked it out. Soon, Yixin and his people arrived.
Yixin also graduated from the Huaxia Art Academy. He was a student of Qin Qiu as well as a classmate of Yan Xixi. He also knew a bunch of people at the studio. After he greeted everyone, he's made a nice foundation for the contract negotiations later.
Meng Fan went inside the conference room. He then passed out the pre-printed manuscripts to Yixin, the associate editor-in-chief, and others.


To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a 'system', sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

A beam of sunlight shone through a gap in the curtains and onto Abigael's face, causing her to squirm and bury her head in the pillow. She managed to hold the position for about a minute before moving her head to the side and taking a gasp of air. Squinting, she decided it was too much effort avoiding the light and she may as well get up.
She checked her phone as she rolled out of bed and made her way to the bathroom. There  were a bunch of messages from Selena sent sometime yesterday evening.
'Hey girl, where are you?'
'You coming?'
''You okay?'
There was also a missed call.
Abigael started brushing her teeth with one hand while deftly typing a reply with the other.
'Hi, wasn't feeling too great last night. Had a night in. You free today?'
She put the phone by the sink as she hopped in the shower. The warm water washed away the last vestiges of last night's anxiety and made her feel refreshed and more ready to face the challenges of the day. She washed her hair slowly, enjoying the sensation of the frothy bubbles rubbing through her fingers.
Once done, she dried off and chose some cute clothes with bright colours to wear, her mouth curling into a smile as she twirled a few times in front of the mirror. Finishing off with a touch of make up she checked her phone again but was not surprised when she didn't see a reply. Selena was probably still asleep, it was only 9:30 after all.
She grabbed her purse, bright purple to match her outfit, and locked the front door, deciding to grab a bite to eat on the way to the appliance store. The watch had been happily silent since she had turned off the notifications last night, now she could pretend like it didn't exist. She hummed a small tune under her breath, her skirt swishing side to side as she walked and her heels clicking smartly on the stone floor as she made her way to the elevator. Neither her chatty neighbour or that nasty cat seemed to be around and it was a Saturday, the weekend. It looked to be a good day today.
The appliance store was on the basement level of a mall not too far from where she lived. Walking through the glass sliding doors at the entrance of the mall she turned her head as she picked up the scent of toasted sandwiches and coffee coming from a cafe nearby and remembered that she still hadn't had breakfast yet. It wasn't like the appliance store was going anywhere. A relaxed yet sweet looking smile graced her mouth subconsciously as she started deciding whether she should get the cheese toastie or the one with the avocado. 
Ring~
Her phone buzzed as she was waiting to order. It was Selena.
''morning early riser, hope you're feeling better. Sure I'm free today, when and where?'
'Catch up for lunch? I know you can't resist the sweet potato waffle fries at the place by the park.'
' (°π°) Let's go right now! Quick, those fries need me~'
'Haha, you'll have to wait for lunch, I've got to go to the appliance store at the moment.'
'What for? Did you drop your phone?'
'Nah, long story. Tell you over lunch'
'Okey-dokey, see ya soon ❤️'
'See you ❤️'
She shoved her phone in her purse and decided to order the avocado and sundried tomato toastie, she didn't want anything too heavy now as she needed to save room for lunch.
Twenty minutes later and she was wiping the last few crumbs from her mouth with a disposable paper napkin as she rode down the escalator towards the basement level. The appliance store should be just behind the elevator and to the right... 
Reaching the ground, she turned the corner only to find a big boarded up section of wall there with the words [Caution: Renovations in progress] and a sign that said 'Come visit our new and improved store front, coming soon!'
Abigael's relaxed and happy mood was immediately soured. She frowned at the wall, her eyebrows turning down violently. Their website didn't say anything about renovations! She sighed loudly and rolled her eyes in frustration. [Just great, now what am I supposed to do?] Grabbing her phone from her purse she did a quick internet search on her phone for similar stores nearby, home entertainment, electronics, even a key maker, but none of them seemed to be open on a Saturday. The closest shop she could find that was open was on the other side of town.
'HB Ji-Fi, looks like it closes in an hour, I might make it.' She muttered to herself, quickly looking up the price of bus tickets and rushing back up the escalator to the bus stop outside.
Her purse swung wildly as she rushed to get on on the next available bus going in her direction. She cursed her decision to wear her favourite but least practical pair of heels as she clambered on board, swiping her card and standing as close to the bus door as she could. She clutched at her phone nervously, bouncing up and down on her heels as she willed the bus to hurry up, the driver could go a little faster right? He didn't have to stop at every single stop right? There wasn't even any passengers getting off at the last stop, he was driving slow on purpose!
Finally, after two transfers and exactly 47 minutes of anxious waiting the bus arrived at her stop. Abigael dashed off the bus in a mad flurry as soon as the doors were open, earning herself a few startled and amused glances. Heels clopping, she ran wildly down the footpath towards the plaza with the HB Ji-Fi shop she needed, she knew exactly were it was and how long it would take to get from the bus stop to the shop, she had studied the map on her phone intently many times while on the bus ride and knew she could make it, just as long as she didn't get stopped.
The moment the thought went through her mind she crushed it down ruthlessly, a wild fury flaring in the back of her eyes at her own stupidity. Her luck was so terrible that just thinking something like that was sure to cause something to happen. 
She ran full pelt around the corner. There is is!The shop was in sight, just 200 metres away. But before that there was a huge crowd between her and her goal.
Some guy in a suit [What is it with guys in suits, it really gives me a bad feeling] was standing on a removable podium. He was wearing a black T-shirt with the words 'RIGHTS FOR THE POWERLESS' in big red lettering. He was holding a microphone in one hand and a sign in the other, displaying a red 'no' circle with a slash over the top of a black humanoid silhouette with a cape. 
'...what right do they have to rule over our lives? The lives of common people, everyday normal people like us?' he was yelling passionately, 'Are they even considered to be human any more? These "People" so vastly different from us in what they can do. They are treated like heroes but we know, WE KNOW they are the worst villains too!'
'YEAH!' responded the crowd.
'Every choice they make has an impact on the world far greater than themselves but are they bound by the common law like we are? NO!'
'NO!' the crowd shouted.
A sign board was shook a little too vigorously and whacked Abigael on the side of her head, knocking her ponytail askew and snapping her out of whatever had transfixed her to watch the man on the stage.
'Sh!t' She breathed, realising she had just lost two minutes of precious time, she only had five minutes left before the store closed! She quickly tried pushing through the thick mass of people, but there were so many people and they kept yelling so loudly and blocking her vision with signs and flags that she soon became disorientated and realised she wasn't sure which way she was heading in any more.
Her unheard 'Excuse me's slowly turned into shoving and stepping on feet in order to get people to move out of her way as she pushed roughly through to what seemed like the edge of the crowd. Finally, amidst the grumbles if those around her, she reached some store fronts. She decided to try a new approach and carefully made her way around the edge of the crowd. Squeezing around the plaza slowly before she reached HB Ji-Fi just as a retail worker was locking the glass sliding doors.
'Wait!' She called out at the same time as the crowd behind her shouted out another 'NO!' completely drowning out her tiny voice. She ran as fast as she could, rushing right up to the glass door of the shop and knocking frantically as she pressed her nose up onto the glass.
The retail assistant was right there, and stared at her for a few seconds through the glass, his face as blank as paper. Then he turned a key on the wall beside the door and the steel roller shutters started closing.
Abigael was furious, as she stared back intimidatingly into the eyes of the blank looking retail assistant as the roller door slowly closed, fury coating her face.

Abigael was leading a quiet and ordinary citygirl life when by chance she acquired the watch model of the  Pilot Launch Omni-Technical Armour. From that day on she would go on a journey of self discovery and growth as she learnt the truth about the world and even about the PLOT Armour itself.

Rahul reached the home and opened the door of house by entering the password in the security terminal installed at the side of door.
Chitra who is in living room watching TV turned her head after hearing sound of opening of lock and seeing it is rahul she smiled at rahul and asking how is your day.
Rahul giving  a casual answer and said mom please call me at dinner time and rushed to his room at first stair.
He went to his wardrobe amd picked his sleeping clothes and went to bathroom refreshed and went to is computer to gain the knowledge of making multi split arrow.
After inserting the chip into the slot and picking teletransfer port inserted to his brain externally. This device transfers the data directly into brain.
Transfer speed is set at low it takes 3 hours to complete transfer of data from chip to brian.
After 3 hours rahul opened his eyes amd watched the time on his smart watch.
It's 9'0 clock and time for dinner.
He is feeling little dizzy due to huge infusion if knowledge from the chip.
Rahul walked downstairs and picked food from table and stuffed the entire food within  4 mouth fulls and said his greetings to parents, came back to his room and fallen on his bed for rest.
As soon as he hit the bed he closed his eyes and slept peacefully.
Rahul woke up at 8'0 clock in the morning from the sound of alarm and completed his morning chores and had his breakfast went to school in bus.
At exactly 9'o clock reached the class sit in his desk.
Rahul after sit in his place searched for samira who is sitting in front row in another lane.
He picked a paper from his book and wrote do you still remember your challenge. After he wrote be ready for being my girlfriend jokingly about it. At last he draw an smirk emoji😏😏.
After writing the paper he folded into a ball shape and tossed in front samira's book.
Samria seeing the paper in front of her book and opened the paper in curiosity and read the whole matter and turned her head towards rahul showing angry face about to write a reply there rang a bell for start of class and teacher entered into the class.

Rahul is a young man who want to be no 1 weapon designer and see how young man cross all obstacles in hos journey

Coming downstairs again I can't help but stick close to Kestrel, this place still creeps me out. As curious as I am about what's behind those doors, I'm not to keen on getting a jump scare. Kestrel just walked to the first door across from the stairs. I guess the closer they are to the stairs the safer they are, still not gonna face check.
Behind this door was, you guessed it, another hall! I'm starting to think that there might be a bunch of halls behind some of these doors. This hall was much shorter and lead to a training room about the size of a baseball stadium. I've come to know that Kestrel has a lot of space under her house. Walking into the room I notice one weird thing. 
"Empty?" I ask doubtfully. For a training hall this place was way too empty, not even a speck of dust could be found. The guild training hall at least had somethings. 
"What else could you need? To be honest training halls aren't even needed past basic level. For mages they can't even cast one spell at basic level other then conjuring up a useless clump of elements. The most someone could do at basic level is burning someone's cloths or drenching someone in water. Warriors can atleast do some damage to very low tier monsters but it needs to be at Intermediate to do fatal damage. So all training halls are only for basic training that's it. At most there are different guilds for different professions, like if one wants to be an alchemist learning the skill is enough but you need to by recipes from the alchemist guild. Same for the other professions, places like that shop you found are rare. You could never find a place like that normally." Kestrel explained. 
"I was thinking that there were different sects or bloodline clans where you go to learn special skills. Like the burning heaven flames or the star grasping palm, oh maybe the Heaven shaking fist. You know where everyone fights for resources and land?" I stop my self from going further, cause since awhile ago Kestrel has been giving me a strang face.
"Who has time to have these so called sects? Humans barely have the time to fight each other, if we did the monsters would be more then happy to let us kill each other. We do have different families who fight for special resources, for special skills yes but those are usually skills created by that familys' ancestors to gain quick power. Like you Path of Fenrir, you need to either be a Fenrir or have a Fenrir soul. Even then if the soul isn't willing it will try to devour you, such things are very risky. So the vast majority of humans prefer the slow and steady way. You transfers will soon know that everything comes with a price. You are just lucky you didn't need to give up your humanity completely to gain that skill. Though you'll have no shoulder to cry on if you get devoured. Also bloodline skills are only for monsters or demi-humans, if you didn't have that outfit you couldn't use the Fenrir clans innate abilities." 
Even if she said humans don't have the time to fight each other, I've read too many novels to know that everything isn't sunshine and rainbows. I was born rich so I know that with money and power you can do many things normal people couldn't, in fact before my parents died I didn't even spare more then a passing glance at those people who struggled to live on in the world. After they died even thought I loss everything, I wasn't pushed to the brink of no return. I still had enough money to live out my days as long as i stuck to my usually scheduled. I didn't even consider getting married to have kids. If not for being transmigrated to this world, I might have continued just living and waiting for death. This is also the reason I'm not all that enthusiastic about this war. I mean it's not like if I die the humans will lose. I'm just one of the few billions of people transferred here. Picking to cultivate chakra is because I found it more interesting then plain old mage or warrior. Everything else I just went with to try to increase my chances to make it work out. If not then whatever. Signing a soul contract with Kestrel was just to boost my chances. Which happened to be a good call If I do say so my self. I definitely would have died because of the stunts I pulled, those energy potions pulled me through. Even getting Fenrirs' Howl was a stroke of luck. I wonder how many years of luck I burned up? 
While I was here doing my monologue, Kestrel had pulled out a table and arranged a bunch of different colored flasks on it. I start having a bad feeling.
"Now the real reason for this training hall is so we can get you past the so called Qi Condensation in your skill. From what I can tell that's novice level, with your devour skill thus should only take you about 2 or 3 days. So what were gonna do is test out a bunch of my potions I made and don't really know the full effect of. Don't worry, all of these potions have been confirmed non toxic. They are just too much for normal things to handle and I can't just grab random people from the streets to test them on. So I was very happy when you signed by your own will to be my guinea pig. I even stocked up on ingredients to make a super hyper energy potion at that store. So you definitely won't die with such a strong potion fueling you innate." An innocent smile spread across her face as she talked especially the last part, i'm already having second thoughts. 
'Maybe I should make a break for it.' No sooner had the thought crossed my mind, I see Kestrel pull a device from her pocket that had a bunch of buttons on it. After she pressed A few I heard many things happening behind the door we just came through. I couldn't even identify any of the sounds but one thing was for sure, they were anything but good.
"Don't worry no one will interfere with your training. I have enough food and water to last two weeks for one person and with the two of us it will last a week easily. Though if your thirsty then you can drink from any of these potions. As for hygiene purposes there's a false wall over there with a bathroom behind it. So let's begin immediately, before these few days are up, I guaranty all your stats will reach 100." She spoke while walking towards me with two potions in hand, one of them was a starry white color and the other was a bright green color. Sneaking a peek at the door then back to Kestrel I lick my dry lips and grit my teeth. 
'This is what I signed up for. In the future I'll get her back somehow.' Shaking off my hesitation I took both potions and swallowed both of them at the sametime. These four days will haunt me for the rest of my life. Even when I'm fighting godlike beings in the far future, whenever I remember these few days I would find Kestrel to vent my frustrations on. 

4 Days Later~
Waking up in my prison cell, no it should be training room, I don't see Kestrel around. She's probably in the bathroom bathing. These 4 days have been a horror fest for me. Each one of her potions was a mystery box just waiting to be opened.  The number of times I almost died easily exceeds 100 and that was only on the first 2 days. On the third day if not for one of her potions suddenly making my [chain breaker] automatically absorb it, pulling it all into my bones, making my bones began to crack with how much energy was in them. If not for my [Body regeneration] innate I would have kicked the bucket from my own innate skill. Because of this I found out there was a limit to how much energy my body could hold. Not to mention that because of these heaven chains my Fenrir form was half as weak as my human form, so if I changed into it my bone would definitely explode if I didn't release the energy. Even though I have more then enough energy to break those chains now I kept it as is. 
With my bones cracking and restoring it helps my [Big as a mountain, small as a house cat] skill quickly gain proficiency. Yesterday I got it to Intermediate, now I'm able to make myself bigger by 5 feet and smaller by 2 feet. If I was in my Fenrir form I'm not sure of how much I can change my self. I can't do that though, trying to make my self smaller means I need to compress my bones which in turn compresses the energy with in them making my bones crack faster. Making my self bigger actually softens my bones for a bit to expand them, making the energy in my bones almost immediately explode out of the weakened prison. Although I could continue training my body this way, my Qi Condensation will reach Completion today and I wanna break my chains and through to fondation establishment at the same time. 
It was a good thing that almost all of Kestrels' potions were temporary. Only one of them had a permanent effect and it was a weird one at that. At first I didn't think anything had happened until I took a bathroom break. Turned out I gained a couple inches. I told Kestrel about it and said that if she put it out on the market, she could become rich. After all back on earth the number of growth pills I've seen on advertisements were quite a few and one where you could see immediate effects were non existent. Who know how many men would jump on this potion willing to spend top dollar. When Kestrel heard this she said nothing, a few hours later to my horror I found out that my potion intake had increased. Complain all I wanted when she said that she would create a drug to reverse the effect of the other potion to the point that who ever drinks it might turn into a woman, I obediently shut up. Lucky for me one of her potion activated my innate so I was let off. Since she didn't dare make me drink another for fear that my innate would act up again. Think about it before I break through I take one more glance at my stats, I also remember the stats I had the last time I check my Fenrir form.
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Welcome back Luke~
Status*
Name: Luke 
Soul bond: Kestrel
race: Human(Fenrir)
Age: 25
strenght: 107
endurance: 140
Agility: 103
intelligence: 76
Chakra(Plant) 100% 98/98
Innate abilities: [body regeneration] beginner Intermediate 78.56
absorb true essence from atmosphere
[Chain Breaker]99,999 Energy
innate affinity: [plant affinity] beginner Intermediate 14.67
{skill slots}
[Renegade Fenrir cultivation path]*
Qi Condensation: Completion 98%
[Appraisal] Beginner basic 56.43
[Chakra cloaking max]
[Plant manipulation] Beginner basic 89.54
[Fenrir transformation(adolescence)]
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Welcome back Luke~
Status*
Name: Luke 
Soul bond: Kestrel
race: Fenrir (Human)
Age: 4 days
strenght: 48
endurance: 65
Agility: 55
intelligence: 43
Chakra(Plant) 100% 90/90
Innate abilities: [body regeneration] beginner Intermediate 67.90
[Devour]
[Shackled](.5/4)
[Chain Breaker]99,999 Energy
innate affinity:[plant affinity] beginner Intermediate 10.78
{skill slots}
[Renegade Fenrir cultivation path]*
Qi Condensation: Completion 90%
[Human Transformation]
[Frenzy]
[Big as a mountain, small as a house cat] Peak basic 75.89
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While I was looking over my status, I hear the hidden door open. Turning I see Kestrel coming out with water still dripping from her hair. Although I know she's much younger then me I still couldn't help blanking for a moment. After all even if she isn't exactly supermodel beautiful, she has a mischievous air too her that either makes you wanna dominate her or be dominated  by her. Even though she know I'm looking at her, she ignores it and starts speaking.
"I don't see why you have to do both at the same time. You could always do one then the other the next day. It really is to much for you to be toying with your life like this. I mean not only do you want to use the energy in your bones to give a boost into foundation establishment, you also wanna compress the energy to the maximum then let it explode out. Not to mention you wanna reach 100 thousand in the energy count before going on. Last time just getting it to 99 thousand almost immediately sent it out of control and you had to take 2 energy potions to keep it under control. Now your taking my last 10 potions to use for your breakthrough. With as much potions as you drank someone could be reaching middle Junior level by now and on their way to peak. 'Sigh' Its good thing I only needed these thing to get you through Qi Condensation." 
"Don't worry about it. Yesterday it was you your self that said that a peak adolescence Fenrir would be at peak Junior stage, but I'm not even fully in adolescence stage its self because of these chains. I'm stuck between newborn Fenrir and adolescent Fenrir. Although when I break through i would only be at Junior stage. I should be able to put a dent into the second tier chains with this much energy. My adolescence stage Fenrir will have a much higher peak of power. That way when I reach peak adolescence stage I should be at senior level in power. By then I would have stored much much more energy in my innate then I have now. Those Heavens chains are also the reason why I dare to compress my energy and add that last point. When I do unleash it all not only will it push me well into fondation establishment and not kill me those chains will happily take the blunt of the energy. Also I think these chains are made from the divinity that the first Fenrir took. When I broke half the chain the first time I felt something in my bones heat up for a moment. I'm sure breaking these chains give me some sort of benefit besides slowing my growth." This I'm sure of, because the first Fenrir only had one chain yet I have 4? He spent millions of years breaking it so it couldn't have been as weak as this. I'm sure this is a trail he set up. 
"Whatever you say. I'm gonna watch outside in case you explode and send bits and pieces flying about the room. Good luck. Oh and dont worry about destroying the room. It can take Ten blows from a king tier human or monster. So the most I'll have to do is hose it down later." Those were the words of encouragement she left me before leaving the room. Not even 30 seconds after she left I suddenly se the wall near the door clear up and a window appears there. I can see Kestrel giving me the her signature thumbs up and pulling out her trusty notebook and pen. Shaking my head to clear my thoughts I sit in the center of the room. The plan is simple
1. Get Qi Condensation to Completion 
2. Chug all the super energy potions
3. Throw one last point of energy into [Chain Breaker]
4. Simultaneously transform into Fenrir form and activate [Big as a mountain, small as a house cat] to the maximum 
5. Unleash [Chain Breaker] 
6. Pray to the almighty (A/N: I Got you buddy!)
Well I've only got one chance and I'm betting on two things. One of them is my good old innate and the other is the chains that are supposed to be doing the exact opposite of helping me. "Welp it's now or never!"

Krystal was silent as she contemplated for a while before looking straight to Catherine's eyes. 

 "This condition isn't something for me to decide. I'll try to talk to Cyrus, if he doesn't agree, I'll just find another way to find those rats."

 That's right, this isn't something for her to decide and she needs to talk about this to Cyrus later. In fact, she would try to persuade him not to meet this seductress! She does not feel good about this at all!

 Catherine was surprised to hear this, she'd expect more to struggle a little more but to think she had given up complaining, it made Catherine feel bored. And since there is no fun and no more to talk about, she turned around and walked back to her mansion, "Alright, I hope I can meet that man soon Yuri ha." With that, the gates automatically closed. 

 Krystal looked at the retreating figure at the gates before turning around and walked away with her eyes returned for being cold.

 When Krystal disappeared, Catherine and the half-naked man walked inside the house. When the two entered, a thick smell of sexual hormones covered the entire house, but to these two, this smell was nothing because it was produced by them who had been clinging to each other throughout the whole day. 

 As they entered, the half-naked man slowly spreads his arms wide and softly embraced the erotic body of Catherine and he puts his head close to her ears and whispered, "Who's that beautiful lady outside?" 

  Catherine's eyes were closed and let the man embraced her and let the man fiddle his hands from her body, "That? It's my little cousin in disguise." She smiled mysteriously and her half-opened eyes glinted a heavy crimson light.

 "Really?" The man bit Catherine's soft earlobe, "to think that your cousin is good, is she better?"

 "That girl is rock hard and stiff as a man; do you think she's good? But once her sex appeal awakened it is not bad either and can even make this lady feel inferior, that girl is a treasure to a man who lusts for sex. But forget touching her, she could kill you with ease and can even put a fight to this lady for a while, if you underestimated her strength because you could only sense she's a paladin rank you'd lose your third leg." Catherine laughed as she turned around and faced the man. 

 "Although I've always wanted to see her being defiled and beg for mercy, this lady won't let you do something stupid to disrupt my plan." Catherine's eyes flickered with cold glint and her terrifying aura completely suppressed the man making him feel a lot uneasy.

 His strength wasn't amazing compared to Catherine, he's only at Sky slayer destroyer rank at the middle stage, meanwhile, Catherine, on the other hand, has a strength of a bishop rank at the late stage, not only that, she's a formation mage cultivator!

 "Now then, it's time for you to serve me once again." Catherine smiled seductively and slowly kneeled in front of the stiff man and pulled down his underwear.

 Soon enough, an erotic sound echoed on the entrance hallway…

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...…

Krystal was walking at the side of the streets with heavy steps and if one looked closer, her arms were trembling from anger. 

 This isn't something she'd wanted to happen, in fact, on this visit, she hasn't even achieved anything good in their conversation! It's full of bullshit, frustration and anger! 

 Even at this moment, she finally felt being powerless and she completely disliked being suppressed like that and making fun of her.

 You think I'm that easy!? Hmph, give me two or three years let's see who suppresses who!

 When Krystal walked at the near building, she gathered all of her strength on her fist and she quickly punched the wall of building out of frustration!

 *Bang!*

 A spiderweb-like crack appeared on the building, the materials used to make buildings here in the city were special and combination of many building formulas and damaging this building is not something easy to be achieved. The buildings here are designed to withstand intense pressure and stresses, it isn't something a paladin rank could damage and yet, Krystal easily puts a dent and a huge crack on the wall. 
 
 She vented all her unpleasant feeling on her heart on the punch alone before flicking her fist and shrugged her shoulder. 

 Although her physical strength could not compare to Cyrus, it is not a joke either, her strength because of her unique bloodline and special cultivation method it made her strength completely above average not only that she has complete control on the flow of her anima to her body which is why she could easily and make her strikes stronger that could even hurt Cyrus' defence.

 "Cyrus…" She muttered that name in a faint voice as she recalled the handsome and innocent smile on his face and not only that his brown opal-like eyes that have attracted her deeply, at that moment, her cold and frozen heart had started to warm once again. 

…

 Krystal has walked for another thirty minutes before arriving at the hotel, but when she entered the hotel, her original hair colour has returned back to its lightning blue hair like the one Catherine has, only the difference is that her hair was much lighter and it was glowing dimly.

 When everyone from the hotel saw her, their heart skipped a beat and was shocked to see her. Soon, everyone scrambled and created two rows of lines in the entrance. 

 "We welcome the first young mistress!" 

 Everyone bowed towards Krystal, on the other hand, Krystal casually walked inside the hotel and talked to the receptionist to the side, "Where is Cyrus Baumgartner room?"

 The receptionist was startled when Krystal talked to her, she quickly bowed her head, "T-then please…" She respectfully guided Krystal on the 25th floor and walked towards Cyrus room. 

 "This is the room miss." The receptionist stopped at the front of the door. 

 "Okay, you can go," Krystal said indifferently. The receptionist walked away in fast pace fleeing away from Krystal.

 Krystal did not wait any further and knocked on the door. 

 *Knock*Knock*

 It didn't take long before the doorknob clicked opened, when the door was opened and Krystal was about to say something, her eyes were frozen, and her entire body turned completely hot!

 She felt her nose would burst in blood because what welcomed was Cyrus wet appearance!

 Cyrus brown hair was wet, and he was still drying it with a towel, his sharp brown opal eyes were looking at Krystal which made her heartbeat, not only that his face looked hot to the eyes of this young lady. Cyrus only wore blank pants and he was half-naked making his perfect proportioned torso, chest and abs visible to her. Soon, a fragrant manly smell was sniffed by Krystal making her completely uncomfortable but not in a bad way.

 "Oh, you're back already?" Cyrus smiled while scrubbing his hair dry with a towel. 

 Krystal quickly turned around afraid to see the guy in front of him and her cheeks were pink, and nose was bleeding. She quickly wiped it off and said, "Y-yeah, I came here to get my room card key."

 Although that was right, she had also wanted to talk about the matters that had happened today. But since this happened, she does not want to face him right now!

 Cyrus was oblivious to her reactions, "Okay, wait a moment." With that, he left the towel on his head and waved his hand, and when he opened his palm, a key card and black card appeared. 

 This is Krystal room key card and her black card.

 "Here."

 "T-thanks." Krystal turned around with her head looking on the floor and shyly took the cards and quickly walked to the other room and opened then entered without saying anything. 

 "…" 

 Cyrus did not know why she is like that but then, he thought that she was already tired, with that he closed the door and walked towards the sofa while drying his hair. He sat on the sofa and looked on the table his front. 

 A top of that table, a small metal box was opened and there are many hand tools were placed on the table and in that messy table, there is a black card. 

 This is Cyrus personal card and he called it wallet since it functions like that. The black card not only have the amount of money written on it, but his personal information was there also. Cyrus only needs to put his blood to determine his bone age or just age in short, and using a special tool that transfers an extremely thin yet sharp anima to inscribe the card, he had written his name, country origin, and transfer his anima on the card to identify his current rank and stage, aside from all that, there's also a type of cultivator.

*****
Name: Cyrus Baumgartner                Age: 16
Country Origin: Annesly Kingdom    Rank: Paladin Rank-Mid Stage
Cultivator Type: Sword Mage Cultivator

Amount of Money:
1,790,6969 Crystals
***** 

 Cyrus took the card and read his work before casually throwing on the table once again. He leaned his back on the sofa and stared at the ceiling for a while, lost in thoughts no one knows what he was thinking at that moment. 

 Meanwhile on the other side of the wall. Krystal stood at the bathroom and she had her clothes completely removed only revealing her alluring lithe figure, her developing bosom was already perfect in size and her hips and thigh were not thick but plump. Her milky smooth skin had a unique lustre that could make the world jealous. 

 She had her lightning blue hair down and not fixed on ponytail anymore, her subtle wavy hair length was draped down reaching her long thigh. She slowly walked towards the bathtub and slowly, she sat in a relaxing manner. The bath was cold, usually, she likes to take a bath in warm temperature, but her heart was not beating properly and her feelings inside were hot that is why she took a bath in cold water to suppress the hotness.

 "How come I change so much in a short period of time…" Krystal sighed, wishing she could get an answer, she then whispered, "Please… wake up already…"

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...…

 When the sun had risen on the horizon, the once quiet capital city of Alexandria kingdom had turned into the bustling city once again. 

 Cyrus had already woken up and tidied himself, he changed his clothes and change the set of clothes he had carried inside his spatial storage into the modern ones as he felt more comfortable to the familiar clothes. 

 After tidying things up, Cyrus now wore a tight black long sleeve shirt and jeans and, on his feet, he wore a casual shoe. These were all provided by the hotel, although these products were not top-notch, he doesn't care as long he's comfortable, he'd wear them. 

 *Knock*Knock* 

 Cyrus was fixing his black long sleeves and when he heard the door being knocked, he walked towards it and before he could open, Krystal's indifferent voice rang out, "Cyrus' let's eat breakfast together." 

 Oh, it's Krystal… Cyrus smiled and quickly fixed himself then opened the door. When he opened the door, both Cyrus and Krystal were startled to see the appearance of the two because they look good on the clothes they wore. 

 Krystal wears a fine white long sleeve, it wasn't fit nor it wasn't lose either but it still completely shown her dazzling figure, her sleeves were folded a bit and on her bottom, she wears black jeans and white casual shoes. Her dyed hair was fixed neatly, in a partial ponytail. 

 "Morning." Cyrus smiled as he walked out of his room and locked the door. "Morning." Krystal returned the greeting with a nod. 

 Unlike last night, Krystal was now more a lot composed which made her feel weird because last night, she was very sensitive as if she had been injected with chicken blood. But now, she's back to her usual self, being indifferent, cold but casual and frank. 

 "Hey, let us eat! There is something I have to say to you." Krystal casually said as she walked towards the lift. Cyrus nodded, although he does not know what she wanted to talk about he still knew that this is something about the plan to eliminate the night gang. 

 The two arrived at the ground floor and directly walked towards the restaurant. 

 "Good morning miss and sir." The one standing at the door inside of the restaurant gave the two a respectful bow and asked, "Only seat for the two?" 

 "Yes." 

 "Then please…"

 The man lowered his back to the two and guided them towards a small table with two chairs next to a glass wall overlooking the busy streets and roads outside. 

 Both Cyrus and Krystal casually sat on the chair and opened the menu that was quickly placed by the man after they have taken a seat.

Killed by the assassins, Cyrus the master of different martial arts that his family taught had died in a raid by his family's rival killing him and his clan. Losing his hope to seek revenge for his family. On his last breath, a mysterious light came out on his parent's necklace bringing his soul to different space and world.

He was born anew in a world full of magic, martial arts, qi's, and mysteries that science cannot explain.

Losing his hope to return to his world, Cyrus sees his new family and protects them with his strength, but there was a problem. The necklace of his parents in his previous life was carved into his body causing him to suffer from pain and experienced multiple near deaths! 

However, it was not enough for Cyrus to stop his aim!

This aim is to protect his loved ones, save people from the darkness preventing them to suffer more, and explore the world. 

With his advance thinking and martial arts knowledge that he accumulated and trained in his previous life, he will use this to fight and continue his youthful life that he has not experience completely in his previous life.

"I don't care if evil begged for mercy, mercy is for the goods... But evil? Heh! Death is my answer!"

However, Is this is a right path for him?

If not, what path he should take?

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All the resources I used to make the cover of the book remained to their respectful owners, I do not own any arts that I used for the book cover.
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Discord nickname: Dicky_Cummie

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