mystery is everywhere and is in everything, join Alex and her friends as they solve every mystery that comes their way. their first mystery starts with a bloody mess in a classroom what is going to happen?

the novel is filled with mystery and suspence but has only less amount of horror so that viewers who don't like horror can still enjoy this novel. so if you enjoy horror this book might lack a bit.

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mystery is everywhere and is in everything, join Alex and her friends as they solve every mystery that comes their way. their first mystery starts with a bloody mess in a classroom what is going to happen?

the novel is filled with mystery and suspence but has only less amount of horror so that viewers who don't like horror can still enjoy this novel. so if you enjoy horror this book might lack a bit.

follow me in instagram 14Catstars to see my drawings and artwork.

I will update one or two chapters every Wednesday.

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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The first thing Daniel thought when he met the line up of the Mystery Club was that the club had to be really unpopular this year. The club normally met after school, but Oliver had called all the members to the meeting room right after he and Felix had agreed to join so they could all meet each other.

Sitting at the head of the table was Oliver, a brown haired boy called Harry was on his right, there was another teenager called Amien on his left and the only female was a redhead called Meredith who seemed to have a thing for Oliver. That meant there were only four members before he and Felix had agreed to become members. Daniel had got the impression from the talk given by the head of sixth form that the clubs were all quite large. This one definitely didn't seem to match that impression.

"Is this everyone?" Daniel asked.

Oliver coughed awkwardly. "Yes it is. Harry is the accountant and Meredith is the secretary. Amien is the former leader- final year students have to step down from club leadership."

"We don't even have any students from the school this year," Harry added with a groan and Daniel was able to work out that Harry was Welsh from his accent.

"I maintain my theory that everyone who was interested in joining saw Harry and ran away," Amien commented dryly.

Daniel frowned. Amien should have been a pupil at Kingston Royal Academy, he was stuck up enough to belong there. He even looked the part with his very straight posture and slicked back blond hair.

Oliver coughed again. "That's why we are going to lure people back by solving the Seven Mysteries. It will do wonders for our reputation as an obscure club."

Daniel thought it would be best to ask a certain question now rather than look like an idiot later on. Oliver had termed it like they all should know what the Seven Mysteries were.

"What are the 'Seven Mysteries'?"

It was Amien who answered his question in a concise manner.

"The Seven Mysteries are a part of most schools in Japan. They are seven separate mysteries connected to the school. What is important is that they are horror based unsolved mysteries."

The basis in horror explained why he had never heard of the concept. Daniel didn't have the fascination with horror that lots of people seemed to have.

Oliver continued on. "They're usually generic stories. Mysteriously moving anatomy models, moving staircases and things like that. Each school has their own take on it, but they're normally quite similar."

Daniel waited for further information. If they were as generic and fake sounding as that, why were they bothering to investigate? Should he even bother filling in the form that would formalise his membership? 

"This school has a very unique Seven Mysteries which is why we want to investigate them. There is a chance they might have a grain of truth," Meredith added.

"What are the Seven Mysteries that are unique to this school?" Felix asked.

Oliver held up a finger and began to tick them off.

"First is the blood filled well, second is the cherry blossom tree which sucked the blood of the dead body buried underneath, next is the self playing piano in the music room, the twelve steps that became thirteen steps, the body hanging from the statue, the bloody face at the window and finally the electrocuting light in the science lab," he narrated in a dramatic manner with wide eyes.

Daniel stared at him. Oliver looked like he really was enjoying himself.

"I see," was all he could say.

This territory was unfamiliar to him. He really needed to become acquainted with the horror genre. Felix on the other hand looked highly interested. He had noticed from the books in Felix's bedroom that he was fond of horror.

"They are certainly unique here, but all you have done is to find out what they are," Amien observed critically. "How are we supposed to investigate them with that scant amount of information?"

Oliver's eyes moistened and he frowned. Harry patted him on the arm and stepped in. Daniel had the feeling that Amien was not the most popular member of the club.

"Why don't you suggest how we investigate then?" Harry snapped.

"Why don't you ask the new members of the club?" Amien was unperturbed by the question.
"Remember how useless Oliver's previous recruit was?"

The four of them turned to face Daniel and Felix with inquisitive eyes. Daniel thought about it analytically. The Seven Mysteries sounded like a game of Chinese Whispers- the information became different when it was passed from person to person. He had never heard such a series of unlikely things said together. It sounded like a mess of information and could be a loose interpretation instead of the original mysteries.

"You need to find out when each of them first started or what they originally were. The current mysteries may not even be the original seven."

Meredith started taking notes frantically and even Amien was beginning to look impressed. Felix gave him a thumbs up.

"Any more ideas?" Amien asked.

Felix was the next one to speak up.

"If the Seven Mysteries are such an essential part of Japanese schools and the Mystery Club has been going for a while, why has the club never investigated them before?"

"That is a very good point," Amien conceded and readjusted his glasses. "The club has been going for twenty years by the way. I admit to not considering that before."

Felix looked decidedly smug. Daniel raised an eyebrow. He was enjoying seeing Felix in action.

"Actually I found something when I was organising the cupboard after the last meeting," Meredith announced. "The Seven Mysteries were investigated six years ago in 2013."

"I've checked the yearbook for that year and there's no record of that. How do you know that?" Oliver wanted to know. 

"I have the minutes of a meeting from that year," she explained and drew an extremely crumpled and discoloured sheet of paper out her notebook. "It was wedged in the panelling at the back of the cupboard and was hidden by the old club diaries."

She smoothed it out and placed it in the centre of the table so they could all have a look. The paper was titled 'Mysteries of the School Meeting- Role Allocation' in neat handwriting alongside the date which was March 2013.

"Interesting," Daniel commented. "Is there anything else?"

Meredith got off her chair and started rummaging around in the cupboard. She pulled out a slim black book with 2013 stenciled on the cover in gold and the thicker 2014 equivalent.

"This is the 2013 yearbook. It's very thin like they did nothing that year, despite what we have evidence of. There's no mention of the Seven Mysteries. There's also something else."

She opened it up on a certain page and then showed them the 2014 yearbook.

"The club photo and member list are missing in the 2013 one, but they are in the 2012 one as well as the 2014 one."

Daniel compared them. There was a tear mark in the 2013 one where a page had been whereas the 2014 had a club photo in the equivalent position and no tear mark. Meredith was definitely right about something being strange.

"...I was here in 2013, unlike the rest of you. I was in the first year so I couldn't join any clubs," Amien began with obvious hesitation. "There were some rumours about a missing student. I think he was supposed to be a member of the Mystery Club."

Daniel and Felix exchanged looks. It seemed like there was a real mystery at the school.

Daniel thinks he has it hard going through school again at a snobby all boys academy in the middle of nowhere.

Instead his first day ends with his roommate bleeding out into the snow right in front of him.

His boring second life just got interesting and dangerous.

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?

Jun Wu Xie couldn't help but think of Elder Luo's 'hobby' - the art of witchcraft.
 
In her previous life, Jun Wu Xie had heard of certain ethnic groups in certain places, which were proficient at using this sort of strange and magical art. At that time, Jun Wu Xie was kept in a cage all day, and all she could do daily was to read books, thus having read several books on this subject.
Those books, however, only described the weirdness of this particular subject, but the basis and principle of it was not explained.
Jun Wu Xie remembered that when she was a little old, that demon had also whispered and mumbled about the magic of witchcraft in private, and he had even wanted to uncover the mystery in it, but the result was a failure. At that time, that person brought home among other things, many of these creatures with very strong toxicity.
Seeing everything in Elder Luo's house, Jun Wu Xie just knew exactly what the uses were for those things.
 
Elder Luo was busy with what she had on hand, and she naturally did not notice Jun Wu Xie peeping from outside. After a while, she filled the liquid in the copper pot into small bottles, and turned away.
Following the direction where Elder Luo was headed, Jun Wu Xie noticed that on the wall behind Elder Luo, there was a thin woman who had been tortured. The woman's face was haggard, and her four limbs shackled tightly to the wall. Her eyes were full of terror and panic. As Elder Luo approached with each step, the terror in her eyes became more and more obvious, as if she would fall apart in the next second.
"What's with such a horrible look on your face? For ordinary people like you, to have the honour of coming to our Sacred Maiden Tribe is a great glory. And you can, up to now, contribute to the legacy of our Sacred Maiden Tribe, this is such a huge blessing that you should be grateful, and not fearful." Elder Luo took a bottle of freshly prepared bewitched water as she stared laughingly at the scared and shivering woman.
She was obviously laughing, but the tone, if anyone heard it, contained indescribable horror.
The woman was already terribly frightened as she looked beseechingly at the devil approaching her. She kept shaking her head and trying to repel the approach of Elder Luo. Her chapped lips spread open but there was no sound coming from her throat. Her voice seemed as if it was blocked by someone. 
Elder Luo didn't seem to see the woman's horror. She walked to the woman's side and looked up and down at the woman's skinny bones, her eyes were as cold as examining a dead object, not a person.
"If it weren't for my witchcraft which has helped you maintain your beautiful face, you will be old and faint. This youth spell is a treasure that only my Sacred Maiden Tribe possesses. To have been used by an outsider like you, you really got a great bargain. It is only natural that you have to return the favour for my tribe." Elder Luo reached her hand out, smiling, as she forced open the trembling woman's mouth. With immense fear shining in the woman's eyes, the bottle of potion was poured into the woman's mouth…. 
The potion entered her mouth and flowed into her stomach, and after just a moment, the woman tensed up as if she had a cramp all over her body. Her blood vessels suddenly protruded all over her fair skin, and her eyes were bloodshot. She looked like she was going to explode in the next second. 
As the initiator, Elder Luo just used a pair of unemotional eyes to record the woman's reaction little by little.


She was a peerless genius in the 24th Century – all she needed was a silver needle and she could practically bring anyone back from the dead.

After an explosion, she crossed over into a strange world; everyone calls her “Miss.” The previous “Miss” before had no contractual spirit, was weak and incompetent, and even the fiancé comes over with a new love and bullies her?

Now that she has taken over, who dares to act so presumptuously around her? With needles in hand, the world is for her to own! Wherever she goes, miracles follow! However, she saved a pest. What was she thinking when she saved that man. His stunning demeanor and impeccable face is a huge contrast to his cruel actions. He tries all ways to win her over.

This is an interesting cross over story with some magic, romance and a black bellied miss as the main character.

The library was an old three-story building that use to be a factory. It was donated over fifty years ago. And was one of the older building in the area. It had been updated in the last few years with new walls, stairs, and wiring. However, they had kept the worn wood floors and it still had a cool, well-used and comfortable feel to it.

She walked over to the front counter where the librarian, Mrs. Chen, sat working on the computer.

"Hello, Lina. I heard you finally got assigned independent study. It took those kooks up in the English department long enough, heh?"

"You're telling me. I didn't know how many more of those idiots I could take without counseling." She thought about how that could be taken for a moment. "The students, that is, Mrs. Chen."

"Sure. Your class time doesn't start until tomorrow, so I assume you're here for your book."

"It finally came in?!"

She smiled and reached beneath the counter.

"Just this morning. Blood by GRAY."She shook her head but handed her the book. "Sometimes I wonder if I should be worried about you."

Lina laugh. The game and the book was sort of along the same vane but different. The book focuses more on how one could tell if you could make potions in real life. That is if you had blood. The author of the book offer list and guilds on taking a potion from a game and make money.

"Shoo, now," she said, waving her hands. "You're terrible."

She took the book and walked to the back corner of the room where the wide oak stairs led up to the second floor and her special reading spot. She ran her hand up the smooth banister as she walked up, loving the feel of the cool wood. The library had always been a quiet spot she had used to think and relax since she had come to the college three years ago. She used it to get away from all of the whispers and names.

At the top of the stairs, she walked through the maze of books to a dimly lit far corner. The shelves formed a natural hallway that prevented anyone from seeing the corner unless they actually walked through. It held a large beige chair big enough for two and a standing light next to it. She never worried about anyone being there because the idiots on campus barely walked through the reference books on the first floor, let alone the second floor where most of the romance, fiction, mystery, horror, fantasy, and science fiction books were held.

She set her bag on the floor beside the chair and plopped down, pulling her legs up under her. She didn't need the light yet, so she opened her new book and began reading.

I know it's pretty scummy of me to not even try reviewing some content to figure out how to write this blog but I'm dealing with newbies to writing like Nimu here. Even if Nimu DID request this, I'm going to keep this simple and easy to understand.

Why would I do that? Well, I'm pretty sure that even if I bring up tropes like the 'Uncanny Valley', no one will actually understand what I'm talking about and would only nod their heads like chickens because I said some big words or something like that...

That's why I'm choosing to keep this real. Now, let's start off with: How do does horror be 'scary'?

In movies, showing images that either poke at our emotions of unease or disgust is one way to go, or just throw a bunch of jump scares and call it a horror movie... Director's choice. Similarly, you are also the 'director' of any 'horror story' you choose to write.

Most horror writers have the wrong assumption when they think about writing 'horror'. They become trapped in unease themselves because 'fear' stops them from writing. Well, if you really DO feel that way, then just channel that into your horror story.

And no, I'm not playing with ya.

There's a reason horror's start off in a simple premise with easy-to-understand people, after all.

Have you never experienced a horrifying event or nightmare before? Fine, I'll give you an example.

There was a time when I was a kid that I suddenly started looking for my older brother who went out of the room that afternoon. As a kid, darkness made me feel uneasy, so I didn't like the feeling of going into the kitchen in the other room which was pitch-black at the time. And that's when it happened!

The older brother I was looking for jumped out of the darkness and scared the life out of me...

Now, from that short memory. What have we found that made this memory so impressionable?

The answer is that there was a 'sudden set-up' of unease before the jump scare, making it scary.

If my brother had jumped in front of me at any other time, I would only be mildly surprised. However, the transition between 'set-up' and 'payoff' made it more worthwhile. This is what you must remember.

Remember, before setting up a scary scene in a horror story, you yourself must first evaluate how much 'set-up' you are willing to make for the end payoff and if that payoff is even worth it.

The reason I got scared by my brother was because of the 'suddenness' of the event. If I had time to properly analyse the situation and realise that my brother was playing a prank, the effect of him jumping out of the darkness wouldn't surprise me.

Likewise, if there was fast or literally no set-up and the payoff was that an brain-like alien actually existed in my kitchen. I would be scared, I would be struck dumb because my suspension of disbelief would be broken. I wouldn't even know how to internalise that event if it actually happened. The only thing I would do is stare at the thing blankly.

Blankness is not fear, it's just your brain not being able to comprehend what you're seeing.

If there is less set-up to big events, the payoff would be low. This is the same for ten chapters of set-up just to reveal someone doing a prank. You yourself must balance 'set-up' with the intended 'payoff'.

However, that's not to say scary story's need surprising moments where something or someone jumps out from the dark. Even that show called 'Goosebumps' knew the best way to scare someone is to manipulate the emotions of a reader.

When something good is happening but there is subtly a small scene of watching the main character through the window, the reader's heart is gripped tightly. If THEY don't want anything to happen to your relatable and kind character, then they will feel unease even if your character is clueless.

Then when the payoff happens, the reader will be assaulted with a sense of grief and sympathy.

Horror story's are just like that. They aren't meant to scare the reader through flashing images or jump scares but cause them to feel deeply. Though this is also a reason horrors are rarely read by people who are looking for something lighthearted and bright.

You must know this target audience and prepare your story well to become a good horror. If mixed with mystery, then you must also make sure to keep what I said in my 'Mystery Genre Analysis' in mind as everything there is also essential in this blend.

(My other Analysis Blogs are in my Saved Posts.)

There are plenty of ways to make horrors not need mysteries by blending it with tragedy. However, it isn't something you can write with a bright heart free of ill-will towards others. After all, you must understand what makes people 'uneasy and disgusted' with something whenever you write something of this genre. As it is needed to bring out the best experience for those reading your work.

Some think Horror and Tragedy are two sides of the same coin. However, there is a reason these two are split up into separate genres. Tragedies might invoke sympathy in those who read it, but Horror strike the readers with true fears even if they are irrational.

Ghost stories make us fear the Supernatural, Stories about technology progressing beyond humans can control makes us fear Science Fiction, and even story about a mystical world which only curse its inhabitants with grief make us fear Fantasy.

We are rational creatures after all. We take each step carefully and are always uneasy about the unpredictable future, that is our mundane form of horror. We fear, and therefore we feel alive.

Thank you for reading~! Comment any more Analysis Blog requests to your leisure! 😆

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

"Oh, what the hell, Linda.", Linda said touching her flushed cheeks.

That night was a sleepless night for Linda, tossing and turning over the bed.

Linda was able to prepare the breakfast early in the morning as she didn't sleep the whole night and when it was half past seven Zenith walked down wearing an formal attire.

Running to the stairs Linda said,"Hubby, I have prepared your breakfast come and have it."

Nodding his head he walked towards the dining table where the dishes where arranged.  When Zenith ate his first spoon his head started spinning in spiciness.

He dropped the spoon on the table and his eyes where watery because of spiciness.

"Hubby, do you like it?", Linda asked in an excitement.

Starring into Linda's hazel eyes he was mesmerized.  He couldn't disappoint her.  But he couldn't continue eating this. 'An idea.  You are dead Linda.'with this thought Zenith showed hand signal to Linda to come near him.

Linda with a smile walked towards him. Zenith patted the chair next to him to signal her to sit next to him.

Zenith took a spoonful of dish what Linda prepared and moved his hands towards Linda's mouth.  Surprised by his action Linda was sitting still as she didn't know what to do.

"Open your mouth.",Zenith said and Linda followed his command and opened her mouth.

'One second, Two second, Three se...'

"Ahhhh.  Shhhh.  Shh.",Linda gibberingly started talking.

Unable to control his laughter by Linda's action he started laughing out loud.

On the other hand Linda started crying unable to control her spiciness.  Zenith was amused with her childish behavior but he handed her a glass full of water.

Gulping the water in one sip she asked for more and he gave her more.

Again after calming her, he again returned to his poker face.

Taking an apple from the fruit basket he walked out out his house.

Again an smile crept on his face and this smile reached his eyes.

"Ohh.. Lin. What the hell have you done.  Did you forget cooking is not a pickup point for you.", Linda shouted with frustration.

Checking the time it was eight five and she must get ready for her work.

Ohh.. I forget to say you that she in an writer with low profile.  The books she write was always on top selling list all over the world.  Even her parents don't know about this.  Only her friend Luna knows about this.  She started her studio when she was in her high school junior year.  She has published five books so far.  Everything she writes are about action, horror, crime, mystery and so on.  But sorry no romance.  She was really poor in this genre.

Returning back from her studio she walked straight into her room without noticing a figure sitting in the living room sofa. She was exhausted.  Exhausted to the core.

Zenith walked upstairs and stood before Linda's room.  Knocking the door he waited for her to open the door but to his disappointment she didn't open the door.

He found that the door was ajar and he walked in pushing the door open.  Scanning the room he found her lying in the bed with her stomach.

He cleared his throat and then Linda bothered to lift her head up and found her husband standing right in front of her.

Quickly changing her posture she sat straight in the bed waiting for him to speak.

A big blow in Linda's life was after becoming the replacement for her runaway sister's groom Zenith.  All thanks to the accident which gave a beautiful ending to the chaos held in the name of marriage.

A few more days had passes since then and me and my mystery guy are talking on the phone every night. We talk mostly about books and movies. I'm a movie lover and he obviously loves books.
So here I am , on a Saturday afternoon, in a library looking for a book about unsolved misteries and crimes, something like Sherlock Holmes but mixed with fantasy. 
When I told him what movie genres I love he suggested me a few books in the same genres. Of course , me being me, I refused to believe him that it's more fun reading. I actually replied to him "I prefer to spend 2 hours to watch a movie then an entire day to read a novel. I'm wasting too much time I don't have." I sad  to which he chuckled softly and than started to tell me about the plot and characters. I quickly interrupted him saying " What are you doing? No spoilers!!!!  You're killing all the excitement and fun like that!" I yelled in the phone annoyed at him.
"I taught you said you weren't interested." He said clearly amused.
"I'm not!" I replied shortly and then changed the subject because I knew I was gonna lose to him ...again.
After a short search in the Mystery/ Crime section of the library I found the book he told me about. Apparently it's a series consisting of 3 volumes , almost 600 pages each. My eyes wide and full of curiosity , I was debating if I should buy just one or all 3 of them. 
After a few minutes I acted on impulse and bought the whole series. 
I went to the cashier and paid for the books, put them in a bag and went home.
'Here goes my new pair of shoes.' I. cried silent tears on the way back doubting myself if I made a good or bad choice.
'Books over shoes. Shoes over books.....arghhh whatever. If I don't like them i'm gonna ask for a refund from that jerk!' 
I arrived home, put on my slippers, I made myself a cup of tea and sat on my sofa with one of the books in my right hand.  I started reading it and before I knew it I was hooked on it so bad that I didn't even realise that it was already late at night. My tea on the coffee table was barely touched and now cold. 
My stomach started to scream at me for not feeding myself for half a day so I got up went straight to the kitchen and made a sandwich with ham, cheese, a few slices of tomato and a little bit of mayonnaise. I sat on the stool at the dining table and started eating the sandwich. All throughout eating I was thinking abot the mystery novel and couldn't wait to go back and read some more.  By the time I was ready with the first volume it was already 3 am in the morning so I put it aside , and yawned all the way to the bedroom. 
The next day I did the same...nothing but reading late into the night hooked on the second and third volume, only stoping to eat twice when my stomach started swearing at me for not feeding myself properly.
Monday morning I woke up as usual at 7:30  barely able to open my eyes. I rushed into the bathroom to prepare myself for work but when I looked into the mirror I scared myself. Guess what? Yupp...panda eyes!  a little red and swollen like I haven't slept in ages.
Arghhh... I was so ready to put the blame on that jerk for my panda eyes. I wanted tot text him 'some' words but I stopped myself before touching the phone. 
'Don't be a crazy bitch.' I told myself. So I started preparing for work, got out of the apartment with my bag in my hand and a slice of toast bread in my mouth and headed to work..as usual.
Upon arrival I said 'hi' and waved at some colleagues. I got some odd and curious glances from them but I ignored it and went straight to my desk and prepared for work. 
3 minutes before 8. Hah...a new record. I smiled to myself happily.
As usual, Ryan places a cup of coffee in front of my face. 
'Ahh....sweet heaven.' I think to myself at the smell of coffe. I lift my head and prepare myself to give him my best smile as gratitude for bringing me coffee.
"Woooaa...." He exclaims, eyes open wide and takes two steps back.
" What happened to you?" He asks me staring straight into my eyes and examining them more than it's normal.
"Ahaha..." I give him a small smile and try to hide my eyes , suddenly feeling conscious of how I look.
'I knew I should've put on some make up before I left home.' I sigh to myself.
"That bad?" I ask instead of answering him.
"Uhm..." Ryan scratches the back of his head trying to find the right words. "Not that bad?" he answers more like a question.
'Look at him all flustered...pfftt.'
" Rough monday morning. You know i'm not fond of mondays."  I give him a slick smile not wanting to debate on it anymore.
Ryan quickly catches on and stopes asking questions.
"Okay... have a nice day." Waves and says 'bye' going back to his department.
By the time is lunch time i'm so tired that I barely keep my eyes open. I  go to the bathroom, splash some water on my face and stare in the mirror for a few second. I grab my phone and take a picture of my eyes, crop it so only my panda eyes are visible and sent it to my Mystery Guy along with a text : "this is all your fault." and put an angry emoji at the end.
Got no response so after having a big lunch I continue working like a zombie for the rest of the day until it's time to go home.
I'm barely trough the door when my phone starts ringing.
Ring ring ring.....

What happens when a wrong phone call leads you to meet your forever after?

Meet the story of Krista a young office worker and Andrew a young handsome man with a passion for books that changes her boring life into one full of love and excitement.

Angor was carefully strolling inside a mountain forest while searching for something.
Mountain wind came and caused the trees around him to rustle.
He halted his steps and listened closely.
"Got you!"
Following the unnatural air current he grasped, he leaped into the air and landed on the thick branch of a giant tree.
Following the branch, he reached the center of the tree's crown. Using what light managed to slip through the large leaves, he discovered a yellow birdling huddled inside a small nest.
The creature was sleeping sound as its chest rose and shrank.
"Stay right there…" Angor reached out a hand into the nest to catch the bird, but it sensed danger and quickly fluttered away from the nest.
Angor spent the next two minutes going after his target.
Fortunately, the forest wasn't real—it was an illusion made by Angor, which meant the bird could not leave it.
Angor held the bird in his hand. When he squeezed it a little, the animal suddenly melted and released Mystery energy into the area.
Angor enjoyed the energy for about half a minute before it dissipated, rendering the forest as an ordinary and harmless illusion.
"Twenty-seven seconds…" Angor noted down a number and sighed. He felt rather annoyed when he had to spend so much time "hunting" for the manifestation of Mystery by himself when he was the one who created that illusion.
It couldn't be helped—anything related to Mystery tended to be slippery.
Angor only managed to blend the "sense" of Mystery into his illusion. He did not create Mystery beings for real. Even so, the presences he created were already reflecting the properties of Mystery.
Each time he made a new illusion, it was like opening a Pandora's Box, for he never knew which form the Mystery sense would use.
Even if he was the controller of his illusions, the manifestation created by the sense of Mystery was unpredictable.
This might change once he fully comprehended Mystery and became a Mystery Alchemist for real, by which time even such unknown wisdom would be easy for him to master.
A week quickly elapsed.
Angor almost tested through a hundred different illusions, during which the "manifestations" also showed up in his view as different beings, such as animals, humans, and random objects including stones, boxes, books, houses, or even pure elements.
Most of the manifestations were relatively easy to find, but there were also cases in which he failed to find his target from start to end.
He knew he successfully brought the manifestation into existence because he could feel it, but he just could not locate it.
Whenever this happened, he would simply cancel the illusion and began another session.
As he did more tests, he slowly learned how certain elements would affect the "duration" of the Mystery energy, that a more complicated and perfect illusion that possessed intact logics tended to allow him to enjoy Mystery energy for a longer period of time after he discovered the manifestation.
And it was even better when he mixed nightmare energy in it.
The longest "Mystery energy flood" he experienced till now lasted one minute. It was like an all-inclusive intelligence repository that always led Angor toward something he could learn from. However, he had no idea whether he could put such random and precocious enlightenment to use.
Rather than learning new knowledge, he felt as if he had been blindly reading books that he could not understand and hoping to take advantage of the knowledge one day.
Currently, he would like to make the "energy flood" last longer. The longer he could spend inside the Mystery energy, the better he could benefit from it. For now, one minute was the best he could do.
If he could successfully make an "everlasting Mystery energy flood" happen one day… perhaps it could then be considered as a real Mystery treasure.
…
He was almost done testing the Mystery sense in his illusions. The next step was to see whether he could do something similar to his alchemy items.
He took out a block of Balm Wood from his space bracelet. This was a common, non-tiered material famous for its decent sturdiness and magic conductivity.
With several masterly moves, he quickly carved a miniature garden out of the wood—he was very proficient when doing such simple crafting work now.
While doing his work, he also left two illusion nodes in the item, which supported a basic illusion mixed with the sense of Mystery.
As the simply-made decoration did not have an energy source or any noticeable feature, Angor had to provide his own mana to activate the illusion. 
When he did, the illusion on the tiny item suddenly spread wider until it turned the entire testing ground into an aromatic flower field full of drifting petals.
Angor looked around the beautiful illusion but without finding anything other than colorful flowers. Again, he sensed the Mystery presence hiding somewhere, yet he just could not grasp its location.
He thought about giving up and try something else. 
Wait. Flowers, their smell… is this a camouflage?
When thinking about this, he removed the element of "smell" from his illusion and kept walking.
He suddenly took a whiff as something reached his nose.
The smell of flowers earlier belonged to the illusion. It was a fake scent that did not exist for real. After he removed all the smells, anything that tempted his nose had to be the "foreign being", and in this case, the manifestation of Mystery.
But what caused the smell? The flowers or the wind?
After careful searching, he put his attention on an inconspicuous white bud.
When he poked it, the bud slowly spread open and began to release Mystery energy into the garden.
The flood lasted for 15 seconds before it ended.
At the same time, the illusion disappeared.
This told Angor that he could combine "Mystery illusions" with alchemy items, albeit not very efficiently.
The garden was only a very basic illusion that was supposed to sustain the energy flood for less than 10 seconds. Since the outcome turned out better than his estimation, he believed that it might be something to do with his material choice.
Time for more experiments.
He spent the next few days testing through over fifty different alchemy materials—commonly-seen, non-tiered ones.
He reached a conclusion that anything that amplified mana could increase the duration of energy floods, especially materials that radiated mana flows, which usually doubled his estimated result.
Following this clue, he chose several suitable materials to prepare for his work later.
During the tests, he filled his turf with a lot of curious trinkets that he created, such as miniature sculptures and decorative gadgets. These poorly-made creations might earn him several dozens of crystals if he put them to sale. However, he was no longer the impoverished apprentice who would care for such minor gains now. After discarding them to a junk pile at the corner of the testing field, he entered the laboratory.
Time for putting theories into practice.


A young traveler who receives enlightenment from another civilization is on a mission to save his beloved mentor. In his journey to seek the ultimate truth, he travels extensively and along the way, he experiences some unpredictable encounters. Will he be able to save his mentor or will his path be derailed?

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