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Morning came sooner then later, I went about my routine after offering proper prayers to God, I'm no fan of churches but I believe God exists and he's the supreme being, I thankfully woke up early so I was able to eat a proper home cooked meal.

 The rest of the day went really well too, I had no problems as Mark, Tess and Matt was all absent, it was unsettling however but even the populars barely noticed and there wasn't really anything I could do so I held my peace.

 Three exact days after my banter with Mark, they –Mark, Tess and Matt still were all not present, I didn't know why but I couldn't shake the unpleasant feeling that something was wrong somewhere, so even if it was a herculean task, I asked the populars for their whereabouts, I mean Mark's and Tess', then I found out it was Mark's birthday week so the lovers were on a week's vacation to the popular city of love – Paris. Even at that, I still wasn't satisfied and that didn't actually explain the mysterious disappearance of Matt, as far as I could remember the Bookworm had a perfect attendance.

 Tuesday was when my worry was confirmed to be valid, all three of them were declared missing by the school management, Mark and Tess' parents only noticed they were gone yesterday and it turns out Matt is an orphan and the orphanage was obviously careless about his whereabouts until a family showed interest in his adoption, no one had a clue of where they could be, not even the populars. 

 The school's CCTV footage for the entire week was mysteriously wiped clean and the security guard on duty all week said they hadn't left the school compound, everyone was dumbstruck, even the teachers couldn't take a guess of what might have happened and the unusual part was that it disturbed me even more than I was willing to admit, why it was so was what I couldn't fathom.

Sure enough, the next day Eastwood high was more of a desert than a school, very few teachers and almost a nonexistent population of students were present, I could tell it was because of fear, no one knew what gobbled up two popular students and the Bookworm, they had probably all come to a conclusion that their disappearance had something to do with coming to Eastwood so they all stayed in the security of their respective homes.

 Cops were everywhere around and in the school building, they were trying their possible best to piece the puzzle together but there were very many unfounded pieces, pieces I might be able to help with, for example, only I knew Matt went to the library during lunch hour, only I knew Tess was also in the library at that time,it was only me that could tell that Mark probably went in after I told him off several days ago, I wanted to tell the cops that I might have figured out the link behind their disappearance, that maybe something or someone in the library was connected to their disappearance, but I wanted to get my facts proven first so I decided to go to the library – alone.

 The library's quietness was creepy, everything was just as it used to be, neat rows and rows of books stacked properly in the wooden shelves, reading desks were just as orderly as it used to, even the librarian's nude nail polish that had been there since I could remember hadn't moved an inch, I wandered all through the large empty space but not a thing was out of place except from the new stack of books at the rear end of the room.

 Those books however were kind of disorganized and out of place, I carefully looked around it for anything that could be a clue, 

Nothing.

I sighed in resignation and made to leave the room when I noticed a bright book cover strangely hanging out of the remaining books on the top shelve by my right, out of curiosity, I picked the book and checked the cover for the title,

The mystery.

It had the picture of a glowing golden mansion drawn very beautifully over the cover, however the author's name wasn't indicated. I turned the book over instinctively to check what the story is about and surprisingly, very few words were written as the synopsis.

….four highschool students join forces to unravel the mystery….

It was strange, no author, no publisher, nothing. I opened the first page of the book, THE MYSTERY was boldly written on it, the next page had the table of contents, it only had fifteen chapters outlined on it;

1. Shawn Theodore Bradford.

2. Theresa Aurora Maxwell.

3. Matthew Matthew Matthew.

4. Mark Octavos Stoner.

5. Joanna Yvonne Cooper.

My heart skipped a beat when I read my own name on the fifth chapter, maybe it was just a coincidence? I went on to read the rest of the chapter content, the book can't actually be based on lives of random people right?

6. Find and fit in the key to the golden mansion.

7. Fit in the missing pages to their appropriate books.

8. Obtain the treasure box.

9. Change the course of history.

10. Tame the lions.

11. Get the yacht to the shore.

12. Race to the crown.

13. Secret task; protect your teammates.

14. Walk through the house of horror without screaming in horror.

15. Unravel the mystery.

Of all novels I've ever read, both electronic and paperback, this novel is sure the most unusual. I mean, who publishes a book without her name being indicated, no dedication, ten worded synopsis, unusual and unrelated chapter names? It was really strange but I couldn't put the book down, so I ignored all the warning alarms blaring in my head, went over to a study desk and opened the next page of the mysterious book –The mystery.

 

All is not what it seems," I whispered with my fingers crossed and everything changed, literally everything....

Have you ever wondered if there is a world of imaginations and imaginary friends and characters?, well here's a spoiler; there is and it's up to Joanna Coopers to get sucked into it so she can rescue her friends/enemies and by rescue, it means living through and maybe changing details of a number of novels to unravel a very unusual mystery.
But that might seem farfetched as Joanna is a timid,shy,highschool loner that barely talks and does nothing but read books, is that going to be a blessing or a curse?, would she be able to handle the seat of leadership being dumped on her by fate?, would her long time crush finally notice the beauty and strength she has under the nerdy facade?
Find out in this adventurous story of abnormalities where nothing is what it seems.
Notice: A few books highlighted in this work has nothing to do with me, they're solely works of authors I love and adore, a link to their work(s) would be indicated in the author's note. However, the general concept is my intellectual property and I wouldn't tolerate plagiarism, if you notice anyone copying my story without reference to it, kindly DM me.
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"Brayden, I told you to wait outside!" Nate snarled at me, even though he couldn't see me from his position.

"What, again?" I argued with Nate's backside, stuck in a narrow corridor of paper. Flecks from the pages danced in the dim light as if alive. No wonder, since we were boxed in by mountains of books, stacked up to the room's ceiling. When I had first entered the classy mansion, the view had been a surprise, but no shock. 

After many wards and many houses, I had grown used to this sort of neglect, to the dreamscapes of the city's people. Not even the real, physical books were a surprise. Others might have been fooled by the wealth all that paper represented, but I could tell the truth from the smell. Rather than true paper, they were all synthetic, made from the materializer. Even so, all of it still felt like an enormous waste.

"All year you've had me stand in front of this house," I continued my complaint in response to Nate's grunt. "What can be so bad I can't even meet the ward here? How am I supposed to learn if I can't even go inside?" I looked left and right, into the darkness of the paper corridors. This place was a maze. At least I had been brave enough to rush after Nate right away. Without him to guide me, I would never find my way.

Under grunts and pants, Nate made his way through the corridor and into a crossroads, just wide enough for him to turn and stare at me. For a while, we had a silent duel, but my will stayed firm. I wouldn't give in, not again. This time, I would do my job as a proper caretaker. Nate couldn't coddle me forever.

"Fine," my co-worker sighed. "If we argue here we'll only upset Ms. Lector. So you're off the hook for now. You can come along, just... be careful and don't touch anything."

Even though Nate still stared me down, a giddy jolt rushed through my body. At last I could meet the mysterious Ms. Lector whose presence had eluded me for months. With a silly grin splayed all over my face, I bounded over to Nate, focused on the books around me.

"Slow!" a panicked voice hissed at me, so I looked up at Nate. Only now did I realize that his face was pale as a sheet. "What are you doing? I told you to be careful."

"Sure, Nate." My eyes rolled as I squeezed my way past my colleague. Beyond my mountainous companion I found another two long corridors and a set of stairs to lead us up above. "So where to now?"

"It's up the stairs. Be careful though. Don't touch the books."

"Right," I said. Of course I understood Nate's worry. If I moved the books, there was always a chance the entire stack could collapse. We might end up buried alive and the birds couldn't enter the houses to save us. So I took a step into a corridor before I motioned my partner to move ahead. He knew the way, and knew the ward. It wouldn't be the best if Ms. Lector first saw me, someone she had never met before. With nothing but a grunt, Nate squeezed past me and trundled up.

For a while we walked in silence, until something caught my eye. On top of a short book stack sat a novel titled 'Enlightened'. I knew this one. It was one of my grandma's. Oh neat, I thought and decided to pick it up. Since the book sat on top, there was no danger of collapse, was there?

"Stop, dammit!" Nate's shout made the fake paper around us rumble. My foot slipped from the step and my hand stretched to the precarious pile of books to my side. Only inches before my trembling fingers touched the paper walls, my toes caught the lower step, and with it the rest of my body.

Again we stared at each other, Nate's eyes large in horror. After a few seconds, the swaying books around us settled back into place. Not even the home owner showed any reaction, so my heartbeat calmed again.

"What?" I whispered with a frown. "Why'd you scream like that? I almost fell, and the book isn't gonna hurt anyone. It's just lying there. Nothing's gonna fall."

"I know what you're thinking," the gruff voice whispered back, always the mind reader, "but this place is made of more than just books. There's traps everywhere!"

"What?" I hissed back. "What do you mean traps? Like an adventure game?"

"I told you not to touch anything. The owner, Ms. Lector, has placed traps all over her bookshelves in case anyone tries to take them."

"Who would expect traps from just that? What kind of maniac would-" before I could finish my sentence, I caught myself. My hands covered my mouth as I stared at Nate in shock. Insults against the wards were the worst offense I could commit before the dutiful caretaker. However, rather than scold me like he usually did, Nate just frowned.

"Just stay behind me, keep quiet and don't touch anything." And with that, Nate turned and marched ahead again. His silence hurt more than his usual scolding. This time I followed with weary steps, but my boss still glanced behind every three steps. Though the tension between us increased further and further, soon we reached the bedroom of the homeowner. At once, Nate readjusted his attitude as he put on his usual buddy facade.

Meanwhile, I looked around the room itself, careful to not touch anything. Unlike the other rooms, this one was at least barely considered clean. In the corner, I found the expected materializer, which had spewed out all the books for its owner, in exchange for much of her social credit. At least in here, the books only stacked waist high, and there was more room to move around. No wonder, as the room's inhabitant was bound to a wheelchair.

According to the documents, Ms. Lector was a woman in her forties. However, she barely looked human any more. Like many of our wards, she appeared thin like a twig, burned out from her obsessions. Her legs were immobile, but didn't flop down like I had thought. Instead, they were folded up on her chair and scrunched together, intertwined with her arms in an arthritic nightmare. Only her face still seemed mobile, and she used a small monitor to its side to live her entire life. In horror, I watched as Nate began his standard procedure, indifferent to the misery before him.

"And that's your checkup done, Ms. Lector." For how much he talked about the caretaker's code, there were far too many instances where he had forced me to watch as people just died from his neglect. In that regard, I could never understand Nate's so-called 'respect' for the freedom of our wards. To me, this inaction was nothing more than sloth. For many of these people, a real, human connection would achieve much more than robotic nods and standard procedures. Thus, I did what I had rarely done before. I disobeyed.

"Ms. Lector. I saw that you've read Enlightened."

When I stepped forward, I could see Nate move in my periphery, but I was focused on my ward alone. Although the crippled body didn't move, the dim, gray eyes also focused on me in turn.

"A. R. Rovis was my grandmother, you know? It's great to see that there are still people out there who enjoy her writing." I tried to put on my warmest smile. It ignited a tiny, almost invisible flame within those dull eyes.

"Who are you?" a raspy voice echoed from her dry throat.

"My name is Brayden Rovis, Ma'am. Unfortunately, I have none of my grandmother's talents, but I always loved her books."

"A. R. Rovis was a good writer. Her themes always had a weight most others lack today."

Encouraged by the ward's reception, I took another step forward.

"You know, if you like her books, I can bring you some," I urged. "I actually have the real ones at home."

True shock entered Ms. Lector's apathetic eyes. "Really?" she asked in a whisper.

"Yeah, it's real paper, too. They're in my room, to make sure nothing happens to them. We also have some handwritten manuscripts, but those are in lockup."

"I would love to see them only once, more than anything."

"You can. It's easy," I grinned.

Wasn't this a great first step? A real human connection? Maybe like this, I could convince Ms. Lector to leave her house and get her arthritic body cured. However, our ward responded with a hollow laugh.

"Not with my body. I can hardly see, I can no longer walk. In my state, how could I ever make it through the city and appreciate those rare pieces?"

Sadness filled her voice, but to me it sounded sweeter than any laughter. This was real emotion, real desire beyond the prison Ms. Lector had built for herself. Just one more push and I could save her!

"That's not a problem, is it? Just call on a clinic and request a pick-up. I can stay around until the-"

"No!" While I froze in confusion at the outburst, a dry cough overcame my ward. Things had been going so well. What happened?

"No doctors. I've read. I know. No tests. No probes. They'll only take out my eyes! How will I read without eyes?"

Confused, the woman begged to be spared. Still, I couldn't give up now.

"They won't. Ma'am, if you want to read my grandmother's-"

"Excuse us." With a rude tone and a rough hand, Nate barged into the conversation and shoved me out the door. "Ms. Lector, I am very sorry about Brayden. He is still in training. Please have a pleasant day."

When Nate followed me outside, I wanted to argue, but his stern eyes shut me up. This time, he wouldn't even let me walk ahead, and instead decided to take the front again. Every time he looked back, my mood soured.

How could he know that I couldn't have convinced Ms. Lector in the end? If he wasn't so paranoid all the time, if he was willing to push just a bit harder, how many of these poor souls could have been saved? Although he always said not to disturb the peace of the wards, where was the peace for a miserable existence like Ms. Lector's?

At the foot of the stairs, Nate turned again to look at me like a disappointed parent, as if I would run back at any moment. And then it happened. With large eyes I saw how Nate's foot slipped on the lowest step. Before he realized what had happened, he had already stumbled halfway across the room.

"Careful!" My shout was as pointless as it was late, and Nate's hands found balance on the stack of books by the entrance. Like a child in front of his first school, Nate stared up at the towering books. Whether or not he had activated a trap, the entire stack began to sway back and forth. With a sluggish inevitability, the stack leaned farther and farther, dragged to the side by its own weight, soon to bury Nate beneath mountains of synthetic paper.

A terror ran through my entire body as everything around me slowed to a crawl. While my mind was frozen solid, my body reacted all on its own. My feet shot off the steps and launched me halfway down the stairs, faster than I had ever moved before. A single leap and I was across the room, leaned against the crooked stack, while Nate still stood there paralyzed. As soon as my hands touched the paper, I could feel my weakness. I wasn't strong enough! Several tons of synthetic paper had been stacked together. How could I ever hold them by myself?

Though my muscles quivered, the paper buckled more and more. As my heart escaped into my stomach, I looked to Nate for rescue. My former caretaker just stood there with big eyes, no use to anyone. My view returned to the book shelves right before me. Since I couldn't rely on anyone else, I would rely on myself.

And then, a miracle happened to save us both: Somehow, from somewhere, my body pulled a strength far beyond me. A strange power shot into my veins to fill me with strength. Above, the stack shifted and buckled, before I forced the unwilling paper back into its original position.

Drenched in sweat I turned to Nate, who stumbled out of the house, and back into the sunlight. For a second I took in the claustrophobic maze of knowledge, and the few loose books on the ground who still waited on all their brothers to follow. Soon however, I returned to my senses and followed Nate out into the city.

"That was close," I said as I wiped the cold sweat off my forehead.

"What were you doing in there!?" Nate screamed at me out of nowhere.

"What do you mean what was I doing? I saved your damn life, man!"

"No, not that! When you talked to the Ms. Lector! I would have never tripped if I didn't have to keep an eye out for you all the time!"

Even though his excuse was more than just a bit unfair, I would much rather focus on the actual core of our conflict. It was important to be open about our misgivings, otherwise nothing would ever be resolved. Nate taught me that.

"I've been a caretaker for almost a year now and all I've done is watch you work. How am I ever gonna get any better if you never let me do anything?"

"That's not how this works, Brayden! You can't just invade people's personal space like that! Ms. Lector has a hard time as is! You need to be delicate or you'll make things worse!"

"How much worse can Ms. Lector possibly get!? If we don't push her a bit, she will just rot away!"

At first it looked like Nate would just push back stronger, but instead he held his breath. Once he released it with a sigh, it appeared like he had cooled off and aged a decade in the process. Suddenly, I felt bad about my outburst. I had known Nate for years, and I knew what kind of man he was. He always just wanted the best for me, and I repaid him with nothing but entitlement.

"Brayden," he said at last. "I know I've not been forthright with you, but please try to understand me. I'm worried. Not only about the wards, but also about you. I'm sure you'll be a great caretaker, but you don't want to get involved too deeply. So far, you haven't seen what sort of stuff goes on in the City Council. Believe me, you don't want to do to well and get promoted. Recently, the boss has asked some questions about your performance. I'd rather you just stay an anonymous cog than-"

Before he could finish, Nate's phone interrupted his explanation. As the caretaker read the new message, his eyes widened.

"Ah, shoot. Looks like there's an emergency at Carlos' place."

"Mr. Oraya? What happened?" I was worried, maybe more than I should have been. After all, even though Nate always stressed how the wards came first, he also talked about the importance of distance. Still, over our past visits, the haggard painter with the peculiar temper had grown on me.

"The old idiot's been drinking paint for no goddamn reason," the caretaker frowned, in spite of his own advice.

"What? Why would he do that?"

"How would I know? Anyways, as his official wardens, we have to show up there, give a statement for the clinic. Let's just hope he's fine. I hate this part of the job," he mumbled more to himself.

"But... what about the rest of our route? It's almost evening and we still have one more place to visit. There is no way we can get this done on time."

If there was one thing I had learned in my first year, it was to avoid tardiness. Whenever we failed to finish our schedule, we would be deducted part of our monthly allowance, with no warnings. Nate looked conflicted as well, torn between his responsibility towards his ward and the one towards me. This time, I had to make the choice for him.

"It's fine, Nate. Go look after Mr. Oraya, I got the last one for the day."

For a long while, he stared into my smile, before a curt "you sure?" showed the full extent of his distrust. Still, this was the best solution for us. Maybe like this, Nate would relent and finally let me do a job by myself.

"Yeah, you should really go to Mr. Oraya. It sounds serious, and I want him to be fine too. After all, he was my first ward."

With another deep sigh, Nate thought again, before his phone rang a second time. Without a single look, we both knew what the message was about.

"...alright, guess here's your chance to prove yourself. At least the last ward seems like a mild case. It's only a registration, so you should just have them fill out the basic form and leave right away. I'm serious, stay on protocol and don't try too hard to fix everything. Our work takes time, even more so with new wards."

"I'll just do my job, nothing more." Even though I didn't mean it, at this point I would say anything to get some hands-on experience. "Call me when you know more about Mr. Oraya."

"Will do. You can take the cab over and then sign it off when you're done."

"Wait, the cab? What about you?"

"It's only three streets away from here. I'll walk over and take the bus home."

For the third time, Nate's phone rang. Although the sound was the same, it felt much more urgent than before.

"Anyways, gotta run. Good luck, buddy. Do your best." After Nate had thrown his last well-wishes over his shoulder, he ran down the empty street. Had I known what would happen next, I would have said something. Our past selves are always so carefree.

Unaware of future regrets, I found the silvery gleam of the cab ready and waiting for me.

"Finally!" I called out in relief. Of course, I was grateful for Nate's help. Throughout the year, he had done his best to shield me from danger and answered all of my beginner questions. Still, I wasn't allowed to do anything under his watch. Rather than his trainee, Nate had treated me like one of his wards. This was my chance to prove myself. With swagger, I grabbed my permit and slid it across the cab door.

A few seconds of nothing and I began to get nervous. I had never even opened the cab, so I thought that swiping the permit in its vague direction would be enough.

*Don't panic.*

An examination revealed a found a slight, rectangular indentation towards the door's top. This time, I made sure to abandon the confident flourish from before and stared swiped with a slow motion. The light beep from the door made me recoil in terror. Before anyone could witness my embarrassment, I hid inside the vehicle.

As my heart calmed from the excitement, I looked at my phone, at the documents for my first solo ward.

*Sophie Rayne. 19 Years old. Recommendation as teacher. Scheduled to continue studies. Depression. Address...*

"Please bring me to Sunlight Boulevard. Erm... Acacia Alley. House number is 47."

"Sunlight Boulevard. Acacia Alley 47. Now driving."

"...thank you," I whispered to the machine.

The mundane shatters with a single touch.

On his 18th birthday, Brayden is tested for his magic powers, like all young adults in the utopian city of Astralis. Yet his dreams of a glorious future are crushed once he turns out to be normal... ordinary.

However, his hidden talents manifest only days later. As he explores his newfound powers and the city itself, he pulls away the curtain to uncover the city's true, horrific nature, as well as his own future.

If you like what you've read here and want to see more, this novel is available in full on amazon here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B082RC6G9W

I will post the remaining chapters here eventually, within a couple months.

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The promised QnA section:: hope this answers all the questions...if not mention in the comments ...


About WDE::

1. What inspired you to write this book WDE? Is the idea derived from the Akatsuki No Yona?

Ans. Well I love reading books and comics about magic. Like the Legendary Master's Wife….or Mo Dao Zu Shi...they are pretty interesting. Whenever I read some new stuffs, I try to imagine and enact the scenes in my mind. Imagination and analysis leads to new plots. I try my best so that my lovely folks could not just read but also feel my story.

2. What is favourite genres of novel or the genres you prefer writing in?

Ans. They will be Romance, Fantasy and Mystery. 

3.When is Zhang XinYi gonna fall for Yu Long? And vice versa.

Ans. Actually none have fallen in love with each other. ZXY is kinda infatuated and thinks that he can get anything he wants. Pride issue i suppose! 

Yu Long might fall in love...but what will he do if he learns his parents died in the Qiying capital prison? Hmm...if I were he, I would love to keep ZXY as the enemy….and probably beg the author to change the book title...

4. What about Rahu and Yu Long?

Ans. Rahu and Yu Long might have a fling here and there, as you can see it will be rivalling the main lead couple's story...still will be fun..😈

5.Who and where are the other dragons?

Ans. The other dragons are Yong and Zu. Location of one is known that is timeless forest. The forth dragon is missing or as Maasa said untraceable. Rest will be revealed in upcoming chapters….

6.How did Taijing react to the annexation of Qinshen and Xianghua?

Ans. Taijing was kinda selfish and coward, when ZhaoShu started with its annexation and gave up their eldest princess to the harem of ZhaoShu emperor. I haven't started their story line yet . But the ruler of Taijing is currently the Provincial Head of Taijing province.

7.What happened to the all the Qinshen people after annexations?

Ans. They are still the citizens of Qinshen. But after the loss of their ruler , most of them submitted themselves to the authority while some went to rebel against the ZhaoShu emperor. Their story will be soon introduced….(spoiler)

8.Who killed Yu Rong and Lin Na, if not XinYi?

Ans. Do you guys want spoilers? Well, you know its not XinYi...its someone else...who wanted them gone...against XinYi's scheme to keep them alive to use them as bait Long to him...must be someone who is looking for death in the hands of our demon emperor...

9.Favourite pairing? 

Ans. They are Rahu and XinYi...its cute and subtle..I like it when they are still in the primary stage of affection ….like still  confused about what it is that is happening to them...let's hope it doesn't cause an issue for our main pair… i wish I could change the title...😢

10.How many chapters will this go for?

Ans. That is unplanned. I think at this rate of plot development...and there is a lot more to come...so roughly 50 more...don't want to cut down the tiny details and shorten the chapters as they make it more interesting….I suppose...

11.What are the story's arcs so far?

Ans. So far four I suppose…

Annexation of Qinshen

Search of the Kungu's scroll( Red Dragon)

Floating gardens incident

Annual selections of Knights

Upcoming( The timeless forest expedition)

12.Is Maasa a girl?

Ans. Lady. She hates being called a girl. She is too ruthless and unsophisticated for a Lady though...

13.Where did you get those strange names like Rahu, Maasa?

Ans. I borrowed these names from some Asian astrology book...😛

14.Why you don't follow traditional Chinese statements or way of addressing?

Ans. Time taking...I write using MS Word. I get auto suggestions for English words not Chinese Romanisations… Sorry...

15.If you wanted to recreate a character, which one would that be? And why?

Ans. Actually I want to make Yu Long more courageous not cowardly… But screw it...its okay.. We will do something about it soon...

16.Concept of cores is kinda confusing. Can you elaborate?

Ans. Cores concept...kinda simple..

The cores are allotted based on family lines or genes....The maximum strengths of a golden core bearer is highest, then the silver, then the bronze….that is the maximum strength… But not all are able to achieve the maximum strength in this world...like people ask why is Lin Na a bronze core bearer when she is so strong...she is stronger than most silver and golden core users as they are failed to achieve the cultivation level that she is in…

The distribution of golden core is found in the ZhaoShu because the origin of golden core started with the two legendary dragons who descended the Heavens to live as humans...they were the only the golden core bearers...soon generation and generation this core started spreading in most parts of the world…

Feng Bi was a golden core bearer...so is Yu Long...but not Yu He...

About the author:::

1. Are you racist? 

Ans. No..why would I be...😶

2.What are the other books you have written? 

Ans. And He stole my heart...its kinda about my love life ..pretty screwed up….😛

3.Can we know your age?

Ans...still in college...so guess

4.What are the genres that you prefer reading?

Ans. I like all except horror… I love imaging all that read… So horror will be kinda...hahah

5. Is Evelyn Park your real name?

Ans. Its my pen name….😃

Yu Long was born into the royalty. He was the second prince of Qinshen, a small kingdom in ancient China. He was a beloved son and a prominent cultivator. He was resolute when it came to serving his people and kingdom. 
What will happen when his small kingdom is in danger? To what extent will he go to save his loved ones and the innocent people? Especially when his trouble is at the door step and there is no place to hide.
Zhang Xinyi is the strongest yet the ruthless king of all times.  Mercy is not his call.. He gets whatever he wants, even if its by force. What ill happen when he crosses path with Yu Long?

Romance is a very popular genre in Webnovels. The first thing that come to mind when we talk about romance are the CEO novels. Even though we don't want to admit it, they are the mainstream romance stories in the Webnovel website. 

So why do people love romance stories? I hope you find the answer while reading this chapter.

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FattyBai: No worries, was just a bit curious. It's always amazing seeing how the Romance genre basically dominates the site.

Parasection: and CEO stories.

FattyBai: So I was sort of curious what the demographics on the reader's sex were. But yeah, it's a fair assumption to say that the ladies rule the site, lol

WWFire: Readers gender stats r ambiguous, it is manipulatable after all.

FattyBai: Unless there's this hidden group of guys who have been starving for CEO romance novels (which would actually be funny).

Parasection: But the sacred texts.

WWFire: All I see are genderless alien. *derp emoticon*

reinesse ♥: kek.

FattyBai: How do we pull in the female readers in if we can't write a romance story? *cry emoticon*

Parasection: No choice but to write yaoi then.

WWFire: We who read these kind of fantasy novels don't live our lives correctly pal.

CailinMatthews: *ghost hug emoticon*

Parasection: Give in to the demons.

WWFire: That's why we escape reality sometimes. 

FattyBai: It's like being offered a big cake and unable to take a slice.

Zehell2218: I think male reader have their own chance and market.

FattyBai: For sure, but it'd be nice to tap into both sides.

Zehell2218: @FattyBai I think I'll make fantasy romance so I can attract both.

FattyBai: I mean, it's not a bad idea, but how do you split it up? 50% romance/50% dragon ball z?


Parasection: The fuq that sounds like an abomination.

FattyBai: It does.

Zehell2218: @FattyBai No it's 80% romance 20% action. *joy emoticon*

Noveljunky: Besides Romance, what else do females like to read?

Parasection: BL, yaoi, drama.

Zehell2218: Still BL is romance.

Anjeeriku: horror lol.

reinesse ♥: @Noveljunky xianxia I think.

Noveljunky: Mmm.

Zenith: Well, need too write romance...kek

Zehell2218: Do female reader like to read apocalypse novel? Quick question since I will make fantasy romance in apocalypse.

[A/N: Sis, did you forget that you're a girl too?]

Totally Not Nano: nah oof.

FattyBai: @Zehell2218 Aww, man. But then you have to develop characters and write meaningful dialogue.

Zenith: I am probably gonna f*ck up my time trying to make a romance story.

FattyBai: We like blowing stuff up and fighting baddies.

Zehell2218: cmon it will be comedy. *laugh emoticon*

Parasection: The best thing in a novel is character development humor and action romance can be on the side.

Anjeeriku: Romance can be a great sub genre.

Parasection: how does one even write romance? I don't know where to begin with that genre.

FattyBai: I'm a simple guy, I see plot and I drown it in martial arts and manly stuff. Of course, I don't know what feelings are. Can you eat them to increase your cultivation base? *think smart emoticon*

Parasection: I've never experienced romance so i'd fail the moment i'd attempt a story like that.

Zehell2218: Actually, I like to write fighting scene but without romance my reader will kill me. So...yeah I tag it as romance! *joy emoticon*

Parasection: Fight scenes are fun to write.

FattyBai: I'm trying to break through into the "Immortal lonely sperg" phase~

Zehell2218: Very sloooooowww romance.

Anjeeriku: Please no abusive ML @Zehell2218 They're disgusting. idk why women like to read them.

Zehell2218: @Anjeeriku I don't know if girls who read xianxia will read apocalypse novel too.

reinesse ♥: I wanna write a novel like it's not easy to be a man after traveling to the future.

Zehell2218: @Anjeeriku No I won't make abusive ML. @reinesse ♥ same *joy emoticon*

Totally Not Nano: @Anjeeriku *cough* TBWWM *cough*

reinesse ♥: And an actual xianxia novel with reasonable characters.

Zehell2218: But without the romance it's bland.

reinesse ♥: Like characters, especially main character who knows how to adjust because extreme pride is not good.

FattyBai: @Zehell2218 Baby Dragon Truer words have not been spoken, and that scares me.

reinesse ♥: Some villains are really brainless. they can scheme, but they don't have a reasonable reason to do so

Zenith: Kek.

Zehell2218: @Zenith gramps I have idea for fantasy romance lemme tell you after I finish writing and see if it's interesting or not.

Zenith: Get the MC u desire! Yeah @Zehell2218 

FattyBai: I fear becoming a more wholesome and fleshed out human being. Please no development.

Zehell2218: @Zenith It's ok. Just want to see if people will find this good or not. *joy emoticon*

Totally Not Nano: I think there's a formula in getting famous as a writer.

[A/N: Oh? Such formula exist? Teach me Senpai!]

Totally Not Nano: Let's debate about it. *thinking emoticon*

Parasection: The formula is write romance and you're set.

Totally Not Nano: Any genre + xxxxxxx = top 1.

[A/N: Today… I lost faith in humanity.]

Noveljunky: If you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares back.

Moonbirth: Write a lot. Write everyday. Post a lot everyday... write about what readers want to read about.

Anjeeriku: Write a lot. be a slave. Lol


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Elyon knew that "Romance" is not his strong point. He writes a fantasy story with romance, but he can't tell if the romance will be able to attract female readers. Out of curiosity, he asked some of his fellow authors the question "Why do you read romance stories?"

Here are their answers…

Kyosei: Because I am single. 

Reili: To fill my empty void of a love life.

Minrei: Because romance let you feel what is to be loved, plus it is universal you dont need to learn magic or cultivation in order to read.

Bajj: Due to lack of romance irl.

Murakami: I read because I enjoy the friction and conflict between the FL and ML. The insistence vs resistance is naisu.

Qin: I reads romance only for ideas and info.

VlassisBehrakis: I don't read romance novels.

[A/N: Oof I asked the wrong person.]

Elyon then  ̶a̶m̶b̶u̶s̶h̶e̶d̶ asked some readers about their opinion about romance novels.

Yin: I read romance novels because I want that kind of drama to happen to me in real life. But I know it will never happen haha.

A Certain Irresistible Meowlin: I wonder why? And I do read romance novels. Though the chance of me dropping them is also the highest out of all the genres. Every so often I come across a scene that makes me just want to squeal and fangirl. 

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Elyon decided to dig deeper and asked a few of his senior "romance authors" some questions about their reason for writing romance stories.

The first question is… Why did you choose to write Romance Stories?

Anjeeriku: I'm comfortable writing romance stories compared to other genres. I'm a helpless romantic person and I like novels that can invoke other people's feelings.

Bajj: First of all, I like reading romance story. It was the reason why I read books before and reading other genres comes after. All in all, due to these romance fiction books, I got the opportunity to read more great books with different genre.

MishaK: That's what I read, so write that too.

Zehell2218: Because as reader, I want to read romance novel so when I write, I write romance since my motto is I write what I want to read.

Ikazainudin: The easiest genre. Everyone can relate.

End_of_Era: It wasn't a full on Romance, it was slice of life with romance which I feel was necessary with progression of the characters.

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The second question… When you were making your ML and FL, did you imagine yourself as the lead of your story at any given point in time?

Anjeeriku: I would be a liar if I said no. There were instances that I'd put myself in my FL's shoes. Whenever that happens, my writing feels more passionate and truthful that sometimes it was hard to know where my fl starts and where I end. 

Shen Yi, LMD's ML was based on a person I've lost, The One That Got Away so it was sometimes hard not to self-insert whenever there were scenes that need to invoke feelings from readers. 

Bajj: I believe that every character the author was making and breathing life into it, a part of him/her is added to its character. But me imagining of being the ML/FL, never. I'm too pure for that. Kek

MishaK: Yes I did but sometimes. Otherwise you can't infuse emotions in your characters. It is important to understand your characters.

Zehell2218: Yes, I imagine myself as the lead. Of course, I tweak it a bit, such as in age and appearance. But mostly, the characteristics is similar to me.

Ikazainudin: FL and ML character based on what I want to be irl. Yup. I imagine that will be my love story.

End_of_Era: Yes, my leads had some ocassional self insertion.

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The third question… If you were to choose some other genre aside from romance, what would you pick?

Anjeeriku: Fantasy. I always look up to those authors who can write fantasy stories/novels well. I believe writing a fantasy novel is harder than writing romance. 

[A/N: Ahem! 10 points to Griffindor!]

Bajj: Horror/thriller/Action. Read GGGB godamnit! [Good Girl Gone Bad]

MishaK: I am writing a Fantasy romance aside from regular vanilla romance *smile emoticon*

Zehell2218: Fantasy, magical realism, fan fiction.

Ikazainudin: Psychological/horror and maybe children story.

End_of_Era: The new genre I'm writing is fantasy/violent .

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The fourth and final question… If you were to give a message to your beloved readers, what would it be?

Anjeeriku: I'm sorry for not being inconsistent with updates. Y'all know I love you, but a little consideration and patience as I face this rough patch in my life would be very much appreciated.

Bajj: Vote me please :* mass release comes after, deal?

[A/N: Oof!]

MishaK: Be responsible in reviewing the book you are reading. Authors love to listen from their readers. So talk to them.

Zehell2218: Beloved reader, your author here is working hard to provide your daily dose so pliz pretty pliz, read my chapter using paid SS since I don't get even a penny for free SS. 

Tips: use free SS on translation novel. The translator still get money and use paid SS on original novel so we can get a bit money to continue living *wink*

Ikazainudin: I want readers to know, that love, hope and miracles exist. Be open and value each moment of your life like the MC's did.


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Author's Thoughts

Hello Guys! I hope you enjoyed this chapter of WWCG. Personally, I've read a few CEO novels myself. I also read some FL stories like A Slight Smile Is Devastating (Love O2O), Hidden Marriage, Doomed to be Cannon Fodder, Transmigrator meets Reincarnator, A Mistaken Marriage Match: A Generation of Military Counselor, There Is an Angel in That Church (short story), Eight Treasures Trousseau, Grabbing Your Hand, Dragging you Away, A Mistaken Marriage Match: Record of Washed Grievances…

Ai~ there's a few more that I won't add to the list because it will create a wall of text. Well anyways, the reason why I read these stories is to get an idea on "WHY" the ladies love to read them.

Let's just say that it's a unique way to see a world in the eye of a lady (if you are a man of course). When done properly, the execution of the story can capture the hearts of anyone, even male readers. I believe that no matter what gender you are, as long as you find the story interesting then it doesn't matter whether you are a guy or a gal no?

Perhaps, when I'm not too busy to write my stories, I'll once again pick a romance novel to read. Hopefully, I will find another hidden gem that will bring unexpected surprises to anyone who are lucky enough to find them.

P.S I would like to thank my fellow authors, especially my senior romance authors who answered some of my questions regarding romance novels. 

To my senior authors, May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind always be at your back. May the Power Stones shine warm upon your face, and Spirit Stones fall soft upon your fields. (￣▽￣)ノ

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Ellie was happy to see that Henry had known that she too would enjoy his childhood haunt.  She could imagine herself sneaking up here as a child to get away from her insufferable brother.  It was that type of a nice hidden place where things could be kept dry even in rain. Ellie liked it immensely when she sat on the wooden table under the gazebo like roof.  It reminded her more of a restaurant booth, but instead of a good view, there were books placed within easy reach on the shelves all around them. There was a charged kindle waiting for both of them which strangely seemed out of place.  They both sat down and read for a while. But after a bit, Ellie found her eyes drifting away from the novel she'd been reading.
She found herself drawn to the statue standing pensively in the garden and wanted to remark on how similar it looked to Henry.  The expression was spot on from when he had accompanied her on their morning stroll. The taunt musculature was the same as the biceps and shoulders that Ellie could see through his thin grey sweatshirt.  It was a simple piece of clothing, but compared to the tailored business suits that Ellie was used to seeing him in. This type of clothing seemed to suit him best. It had been like walking next to an angel as the sun highlighted his perfect features.  It was only now that Ellie realized he was truly relaxed as cookie crumbles clung to the side of his mouth. She wanted to touch that area of his face, but it was too soon.
Like a mirage disappearing, she had felt safe enough to try her true intent.  She had let her feelings spill out when she had tried to present another avenue to their relationship.  It had shocked her to see his quick horror. True horror -- like the small child who had walked into a haunted house and regretted instantly.  It had also made her wonder why that little boy would be scarred when he had been brave everywhere else. Ellie had taken some steps back to get a more firm grasp on the situation.  Henry's reactions were strange so she had not taken the response personally. It was alright to take these things more slowly. She could not let her feelings command her actions quite yet.  There was more to understand before she made some progress.
To think Henry could be frightened?  She wished it was some type of misunderstanding.  The darkness that had flashed over his face had made her feel uneasy.  It would have been simple if he had the regret of someone who was in love with a lady whom was not the same woman who was approaching.  His expression had not really been consistent with the words that were coming out of his mouth. His true thoughts were obviously motivated by some trauma that was deeper than what she had seen of him.


Facing a marriage deadline, CEO Henry Wong impulsively weds Ellie Chen, a broke former professional race car driver dying of a wreak she had on the track. 

In return, her younger brother will receive a generous scholarship -- and Henry will have the enchanting Ellie as a wife, if only for a time. 

Then fate takes a hand, and Henry suddenly finds herself with a healthy, vibrant wife -- a siren he finds it hard to keep his eyes off of.

Henry turned to the other woman who was standing in the room as he clutched Ellie close to his chest. "You have seen it yourself now Aunt Dorota, she is such an elegant lady, with a humble character, and her kind nature is something I will never find again. And you know, she has the strength to match my mother -- she used to be a well-known race car driver you know." 

The hug around Ellie started to grow uncomfortable as she squirmed a little. She wanted to move away, but knew that would detract from all the work that had been put in upto this moment so she swiveled her head. Like a butterfly landing she put her head on his shoulder and looked at Dorota. "I'm so lucky to have you, my love."

After all what is a lie, what is white lie, does pretending qualify as a lie-------

Everyone was so busy finishing the last touch when they heard a car pulling in the front door.

"They are here." Said the butler of the house as he walks to open the door.

"Good evening, Master, madam and young miss," the butler Ji said as he opens the door.

"Mei, my sweet best friend, Mei… Finally, you are here," Lu Tang said as she hugs her best friend. She was so happy that she was willing to give an early bonus to both Lu's staffs and Ta's staff.
"WOW…. Mummy, this house is so big and beautiful than ours. Is this where daddy used to stay?" Lu Nia asked with a voice that was so soft and sweet.

When grandpa Lu heard that, he went to his granddaughter "Lu Nia, my precious granddaughter, this will be your house, and in future, all this wealth of Lu's belongs to you and only you. Grandpa is sorry for letting you leave in an apartment for the last ten years. Can you forgive grandpa and your dad?"

 "Wow, this was easy than I thought…... so where is she…. that so call half-sister of mine…. I wish she could hear these." She thought to herself.

Lu Nia, smile and replied, "Grandpa, what are you saying, I do not care where I live as long I can spend more time with you and get to know you all."
Grandpa Lu and all Lu's family were smiling until their molars were all seen.
 
"Hi cousins," Lu Nia said after finishing giving hugs to her aunts and grandpa.
"Lu Nia, even though we are a cousin, do not call me that but instead call me "elder sister Lula," said Ta Lula
"Yes, you can also call me, young sister Aai," Said Li Aai
"Ok, and you can call me elder sister Nia, and young sister Nia" she replied to both

"Now, my younger sister, let me show you your room." Said Ta Lula

As the young ones left the living room.

The elders were all smiling, and the atmosphere was one filled with laughter, love, and peace.
"I do not see Lu Ning, where is she?" asked Mei.
"That little witch, we kick her to brown extension near the back gates of Lu's mansion. Moreover, very soon I will kick her out of our life" said Lu Tang
"What, why… she is a young girl who just lost her mother... she cannot stay by herself… what about food?" Mei said with a voice that sounded worried about Lu Ning.

"Mei, you are so kind hearted, that little witch deserves more than that. Besides, my brother has a soft heart for her that he allowed her to stay there and have food been delivery weekly, but she had to cook for herself." Replied Lu Ling.

Mei was not happy to hear that, how will she take her revenge on her if she stays in Brown extension. In addition to that, she wanted to make sure that Lu Ning life was not one that will prosper. Now her plan was ruined by her, so-called a best friend.

When they saw her face that looked angry, they just thought that she was so lovely and kind-hearted that it affect her happiness.

"Sweetheart, I know you are so kind hearted and soft, and that was one of the reasons I fall in love with you. However, that girl behavior today was an acceptable and I grounded her not leave Brown extension unless she was going to school." Said, father Lu

"Yes, besides, since there was no school for a week. She will be there next to those dead bodies." Said, Lu Fei

"What dead bodies?" Ask Mei

"You did not see the news that. Mr.Xiang's pool filled with almost 25 bodies all tore into pieces by those wild animals" said Lu Ling

"She was lucky last night, but who knows, Brown extension was next to Tear forest. One day, a wild animal will tear her body apart." Said, Lu Tang

When she heard that, Mei angry turned into a happy one. She was happy knowing that it was a matter of time before one of those wild animals' attack Lu Ning.

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Brown Extension.

Since morning, Lu Ning was trying to figure out how to turn her hair black. However, nothing seems to work for her. Finally, she gave up and started to watch some cartoon on her tiny black and white TV.  That when she saw, the was no school due to mourning for the loss of people. She was happy that she still has one more week to figure out how to turn her hair black.
 
Around evening, she made some rice with chicken. She was surprised that she finally did one thing right in her previous life. That was to enroll in cooking class. Now it paid off.
 As she was eating, while looking at the floor where she has spread out yet again those ugly books and metallic box. She could not find the red metallic box; it somehow disappeared. She clearly remembers placing it back inside the metallic suitcase.  

"Damn it, where is that ugly red box." Ahaaah my life suck…. As soon as she said that, a gust of wind blew into her room.

"What the hell," one of the ugly book opened itself.

 She picked up the ugly book and read the words that were now visible and easy to read than the previous night when she first saw and did not understand the character.

"History of supernatural: 101."

Hahahaha, Moi Dieu, oh my god… I never knew my grandma is into horror books hahaha….
 Let me first make a sweet herbal tea for myself and start to read this book. She went to the kitchen, and after a few minutes, she sat in a comfortable position as she opens the book to start reading it.

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 Zhi Mansion,

Zhi Ran, after nearly becoming blind. He stopped tracing magic for fun. Whenever he used to get bored; he would close his eyes and start spying on others through tracing their magic, more like hacking their magic. He mostly likes to spy beautiful women. Now, he learned his lesson. Staying away from people prevent life, especially his nephew.

Somehow, deep down, he believes that the person who helped the prince/princess was his nephew. 

However, whenever he looks at him. He looked like someone who has yet to awaken his power. 

This was driving him crazy. He has to know, if his nephew has awakened his powers, then for sure the person who nearly made him blind was his nephew.

He started to develop a plan, on how to prove his theory correct
 
Plan A observer him.

 Thus, he started to watch his nephew closely. From the he woke up to the time he goes to sleep. For a day without any superpower ability, he got bored with him. 

He decided to move to plan B. Induce a reaction.

Although the story of Ice princess is set in the modern world, it is still a romantic-horror fictional. (I changed the synopsis, thanks to my lovely reader pointing it out....)

 A three old sorceresses foresee that the direct descendant of Evil Ice Queen will be the destruction of all supernatural being. 

And the only person who can kill her was the direct descendant of Hades. A child born from a royal witch and dark Fae.

Hence the royals took this advantage to kill their half-sister, they only strong witch ever lived and known all over supernatural world as the Evil Ice Queen.

When Zhi Ming the direct descendant of Hades, ruler of both dark Fae, demons and Nobles was sent to kill the destroy of Supernatural race, the direct descendant of Evil Ice Queen, what they all not foresight was the thrilling yet terrifying turn of events.

Lu Ning, who had no clue of her original, was sitting on the floor of an expensive hotel begging the love of her life to take her back.

And when her world crumbled, the betrayal of the man she loved and her own family she decided to take her life.

 What no one expected was for Zhi Ming to using his power as the direct descendant to reincarnated her back to when she first lost her mother.  And in the process alter everything…

“ They called me the heir of an evil Ice queen, they called me a monster, destroy of supernatural, but soon they will call me death,” said Lu Ning as she looked over the ocean
He wraps his arm around her waist as he pull her closer to his chest and place his chin on her head 

“But Am I the only one to call you my love, my queen, and my beautiful wife.” replied Zhi Ming as his eyes was full of adoration and protectiveness.

When she is dragged into a secret, centuries-old battles for the future of supernatural and watch as her love one loss their life to save her, will she fulfill her role as the destroy of supernatural and will he have to kill her...

Declaimer, the cover is not mine... and all credit goes to the original owner.

"ehh did I just somewhat become a national treasure"

"Nah this will blow over in a week or so" In theory, he isn't wrong but Theodore is really underestimating his own hype.

Closing down his phone he decides to take look at the strong bones reward "System will I suffer some sort of pain like the cultivation novels I've read after accepting this"

[No, so stop being a pussy and just accept it] 

He accepted the reward and immediately regretted his decision to listen to the system. He felt his spine compress, stabbing pain crawled it a way through his body and the awful sound of his bones cracking and dislocating, masked his blood-curdling screams.

"AHHHH! YOU!! AHHH.ASSHOLE!!!"

[Oh did I say no, sorry I meant It's excruciating]

after just one minute of pain, he passes out on the floor. Theodore was completely unconscious, his body would twitch every now and then. 

He eventually woke up, getting up off the floor he stretched out his new iron bones *crack*. Looking at his knuckles he thought of a fictional character in his original world  "Go spikes go" nothing happened "it was worth the try"

"Okay, so my are bones stronger than before no additional changes, hmm I kinda feel taller and heavier" he moved his hair out of the way before stopping a and staring at his hair, he directly ran to his mirror

Theodore stood in front of the mirror, he was definitely taller but the reason he ran to the mirror was for something else.

 "Shit my hair is completely solid white, I heard that hair can turn white overnight after a traumatic experience or fall out but it's only been three hours. At least I'm not bald and I look pretty badass with this"

"It's about time I get a haircut, what's the time, 4:10 pm better now than never"

. . . . . 

Inside a Barbershop, Theodore sat down on a leather chair looking into the mirror then the barber asked "What would you like"

"Can I get a grade 3 back and sides, can you do that parting thing on the left side, just a little off the top and just brush it the side"

"Are you sure mate, your lucky to have soft long hair"

"Yeah it just takes too much work"

"That's a shame"
. . . . 

On his way out he thanked the barber again.

Outside the barber, he feels a cold breeze brush against his head 'note to self-haircut only on warm sunny days'

With his new short haircut, he stops by at the library. Saying his greetings to the librarian, as usual, he walks to the front of the shelves 'what should I read today. . . . I should try getting my science to the same level as my other academic skills what else. . . I should start looking at how to compose music and write music sheets '

Holding a pile books he navigates himself to his spot. His spot is in the back corner or Library, surrounded by tall shelves filled with history books, three desks facing the floor to ceiling windows.

Putting his books on the table 'I didn't bring something to write with and write on, I'll just ask the librarian'

Standing in front of the librarian, he wasn't sure on how to address her but he saw that her hand didn't have a ring and said "Excuse me, Miss"

. . . . .

23year old Megan Hancock has been the librarian here for three years now. She gets about 9 too 10 people a day, she doesn't have many regulars but it's not her fault.

It's the 21st century where everything you want to know is only clicked away. She works here because she loves too read and books provide a personal feeling that the screen doesn't give.

Even though she doesn't get many regulars, there has been one weird character who comes in at 4ish and stays still 8.

He looked frightening and every day he seems to change, not just clothes wise but physically. On the first day he looked like he escaped from a horror movie, hunched over black long hair that partially covers his face, she was really scared but she still managed to put on a fake smile to greet him.

On the second day, he looked taller and slightly more healthy. On the third day, he looked a lot better and she didn't see him the next day.

Megan would also secretly follow him to make sure he wasn't burning down the place. she saw him take 30 minutes to read a book and move on to the next one. She watched him follow a how to draw booklet to it's best. 

In the end, she came to the conclusion that he wasn't a problem and that he was just another customer.

Today she heard the same person greeting her but she was way too into her book and without looking just nodded. 

An hour passed, she was fully absorbed into the book she was reading, when she heard the same voice again "Excuse me Miss"  'god it was just to the getting good part'

Raising her head, her eyes met with feline-like eyes 'Gold! no amber eyes'

after admiring his eyes, she began to visually scan his body 'Tall, pale white skin and white hair. It's like he jumped out of a fantasy book'

"Umm Excuse me, Miss"

Megan quickly snapped back to reality and in a flustered manner, she replied: "ah yes hello, how can I help you Mr .."

"Theo is fine, do you by chance have any spare paper I can use please"

"I should have some lying around here" rummage through her draws and stacks of the book "ah here it is, do you need a pen?"

"no Thank you, I have a pen"

. . . . . 

Theodore remembered that he had a pen as a reward from his task and took the opportunity to check what it doses.

Picking up a Biology, chemistry and physics books that he found he thought about how he should go back to the basics. 

He then looked at the pen was still in his system 'I did not think this through, is the library really the place to test a reward... fuck it, whatever happens, happens'

Prepping himself he accepted the reward and instinctively closed his eyes to hear *think* the sound of a metal object falling on the desk.

Opening his eyes, he stood up and looked at it from different angles without touching it. What he saw was an ordinary metal cherry red and silver pen with a lid.

After observing it he cautiously approach is it, sitting back down on his chair he picks it up. Once he came in contact with the pen he heard the system notification go off.

*Ding* [<Good Pen's data will be transferred to host in 3 seconds please prepare for transfer>]

*Beep* [3]
"Wait, at least tell me...
*Beep* [2]
 "how too prepare"
*Beep* [1]

When the countdown hit one, he felt his body go limp, his muscles shut down and his body speedily fell forwards facing the desk. 

Whilst falling, Theodore saw the hardwood table come in view 'Well this is gonna hurt' with that thought he accepted the inevitable pain he was about to experience.

His head came crashing down onto the table with a huge *DONK* his head bounced and made another *donk* but slightly quieter than the first one.

Megan was secretly watching Theodore from behind a bookshelf. She was surprised when she saw Theodore suddenly become limp, then she heard and saw Theodore's head connect with the table to make a loud thundering noise.


She reacted quickly and came out of hiding to see if he's okay. Tapping Theodore on the shoulder "Theo are you okay" 

she's confident that he's not dead but seeing as Theodore's not responding she decides to check.

 She gently placed two fingers on Theodore's wrist 'thank goodness he's not dead I should call for an ambulance'

Warning: Harem, system, slow-paced, CRINGE and system with a bad personality. 

This has been dropped. This is my first novel which had a lot of problems from the pacing, power scale and grammar. Read knowing that it has no end.

To be a star is a simple Idea but to turn a boy that's been secluded from Society into one is much more difficult. Even if you took on his body you still felt his anxiety, insecurity and more. It's slow but worth it.

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Authors Note: The novel you are about read contains strong language and some vivid sexual content
 
The Mc is beta at the start as he is a character that suffers from anxiety due to his upbringing. Although it did take 23 chapters for the Mc to show visible growth that's just due to my naturally slow pacing.

Don't expect too much, especially since this is my first time writing a novel. It's also best not to take seriously as I am just writing for fun and to just something to do on my downtime 

This novel will share a lot of similarities to other novels that I particularly love and mostly because I lack originality but it will be in my style.

UPLOAD SCHEDULE
Tuesday, Wednesday and Saturday

"Now, this is going to be the last stroke! Heaven and Earth, witness the completion of I, Adrian Glen's masterpiece!" Declared a haggard looking old man in front of something that was never been seen before in this world. It had exquisite design, but had an imposing appearance and aura. 

In front of this thing, the feared Eagle Artillery would look like a normal building! Because it was already dark and clouds seemed to gather in the sky, even though the base was the only visible place, it still could still bring terror to anyone who would see it. Such was created by the Master Builder with a godlike reputation in this world. He had many disciples across the world that were also very well known. 

He is the Legendary Builder, Adrian Glen. 

A single stroke would complete this piece, a single tick of a small hammer would complete it. 

Adrian could feel a strong sense of danger, he did not know where it came from, but he did not care. He only stared at the place where he would put his last strike on. He raised his hammer, a hammer with a wooden handle, made with ordinary iron with no impurities, but there was a gold designed with a house-like appearance at each sides. If another person saw it,builder or not, they would be shocked.

Because the godly item, Hammer of Building was being used just to complete a last stroke for this new creation. 

The Hammer of Building was also created by Adrian when he was still young as an experiment. At first, it was only a one time use item. Even then, it was still coveted by builders and non-builders alike. Why? Because the hammer had the power to read the mind and instantly create what you want to create as long as you willed it. Of course, as long as you have the resources to make it.

But that was when he was young, and as a Dwarf, they had a lifespan half of that of an Elf, which was five hundred years old. 

After creating millions of things over those years, his techniques, skills, and abilities improved. 

When he finally reached the age of 340, he remembered his forgotten craft, the Hammer of Building. It was an interesting concept, so he casually made one and was surprised that it wasn't a one time use anymore. It could now be used two times. 

His interest grew as he began to seriously think and make these hammers. Until he finally reached  3 times. Ten years passed and he created 3 more hammers with different functions, with a 4 as total. 

Hammer of Building, Hammer of Fighting, Hammer of Heroes, and Hammer of Spells. He always put his best and even exceeds his limits when creating things, and creating this for hammers were no exception.

Even then, he could only improve the hammers limit to ten times. But he was still content with it. 

He called them ... Magic Hammers!

100 Years passed, in these years, he accepted exactly 100 disciples after traveling the world. Humans, Beasts, Elves, and even Demons, Adrian did not discriminate. He taught them the Way of Building, he did not hold back at all, teaching them all he knew. The only rule he made was: Only the trusted and worthy are to be given Magic Items. 

The saying you can learn from everyone was proven in these years. Even though he was also a Grand Master of Building, a Grand Master of Alchemy still took him as a disciple. 

After millions of trial and error with his Master and disciples, they created many things. They called them... Magic Items. 

His four Magic Hammers, Runes, Potions and the Books. These were the Magic Items they created. He was a master in creating in all of it, except for the Magic Books. He only touched it's surface before leaving to create his Masterpiece. He knew he had a little time remaining. 

...

With anticipation, excitement, nervousness, and fear... these were the emotions he was experiencing right now as he raised his hammers readying to complete the last stroke. 

"Tank!" 

When that last stroke hit, the aura of the 'thing' multiplied a hundred times! The clouds that were gathering slowly earlier stirred as they created a cyclone with the 'thing' as the center. Slowly, the clouds turned darker and darker, gathering farther and farther filling the heavens. Violet! It was a terrifying sight that could send horror down to anyone's whole being. Especially when it reaches far and wide, with an area nearing a million. 

It was then that Adrian knew!

He created something that he shouldn't have! He created something that the heavens did not allow! And now, the heavens were destroying it, and the heavens were also destroying him!

But contrary to everyone's fear and horror, he smiled... he smiled with satisfaction and contentment. He looked at his calloused large hands, hands that created millions. It could now be considered the hands of a soon to be... Legend!

As he stood there by the side of his final creation, his Masterpiece, the purple cloud was now release sparks of different colors and screeching like gigantic eagles in the sky.

"Even if the world has not seen my last creation, I am still content knowing that it was truly a creation worthy of naming it as my masterpiece! Haha!" He raised his head and laughed while staring unblinking at the blinding nine-colored light coming his way.

"CRASH!!!" "BOOOOMMMM!!" 

That was the Legend of Adrian Glen, the man who created something he shouldn't have. 

...

"Uwaaaa! Ungaaaa!" It also marks the day when a baby was born but the nurse had to spank him until he cried.

In his previous life, he was a reputed builder. He could forge anything as long as he wanted to. He started as an orphan when he touched a hammer, he knew he was made to create things. Things that could rival even that of the gods of the legends. 

Until one day, when he he created his masterpiece. Purple clouds gathered in the sky, nearly reaching the span of a million kilometers and releasing a single bolt of a nine colored lightning. 

It was then that he knew, he made something that he shouldn't have. But when the nine-colored lightning hit him and his masterpiece, he had a contented smile on his face. 

Even if the world has not seen my last creation, I am still content knowing that it was truly a creation worthy of naming it as my masterpiece. Haha!

...

But then, he suddenly woke up as a newborn baby with all of his memories and experience in his previous life as a Master Builder, no, as a Legendary Builder.

He was reborn in another world vastly different from his previous life. And in this new world, there was a mysterious thing called 'Magic'.

...

Disclaimer: SUPERCELL owns the COC Game that I am basing it on.  I also don't own the cover.

The release rate will be random. I will try my best to write chapters. 

Thank you for reading!

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