Hastin was running out of ideas for his horror novel. By chance, he comes across an app which gives him ideas for his story. In the beginning, everything was smooth flowing. But later he finds out that whoever reads his story disappears and becomes the story character themselves... 

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I can still see my character is still logged in after my eyes adjusted to the brightness. I rubbed my eyes a little and scrolled up to the chat that I missed. There was hundreds of private messages that was sent to me. Some from my best friend Spy, some from my leader Syl, and some from that stupid gorilla Hara. When the chat is pink, it indicates private messages and everything was pink. 

My head started to throb so I just scanned through the messages. Majority of them were everyone asking me if I'm okay or if I'm back yet. There were the usual messages from Spy being an asshole, nothing new. She logged off before I got back but she told me goodnight in her last private message.

Syl, my leader, sent me a few messages as well. He asked me some questions and what my opinions on some topics thinking that I was still her instead of away from my computer. Since I am an officer, I have to give my thoughts and opinions for certain things such as which guild we should go against, which dungeon we should raid next, or drama in the faction and how to solve the situation. I told him sorry I was away from my computer for family matters and then answered all his questions he had for me.

Hara sent me private messages but not as many as I hoped for. I know I shouldn't have hoped for him to care that I was gone for awhile but it would be nice to feel missed by him a little.

 My headache starts to get worst so I scan the private messages faster. I say goodnight to everyone and log off.  It's really late, I look at the clock and it reads 11:36 P.M. At Granny's flower shop, I have to get there by 7 A.M and open it up the store. 

I really should be going to bed soon but I can't go without getting my daily dose of my romance fiction. It's like a routine, I have to read atleast 3 chapters a night before I go to bed or I won't sleep well. I know it sounds weird but it's very true. 

It's a little too late to take a shower; I don't want to wake anyone else up, guess I'll have to wait for the morning to.

The dimmed, flickering lights from the candles in the hallway seeps through the bottom of my closed door. I blow out the candles on my nightstand and the only light visible besides the candles in the hallway is the light from my phone as I put in my 4 digit password to unlock the screen. 

"Ugh too bright too bright!", the brightness from the phone blinds me. I hurriedly turn down the brightness and open the app to read the novel. Reading is the only thing besides gaming that I enjoy doing. It gives me the freedom to imagine myself as the main characters and go through the situations they go through. I know I will never get the opportunity to be in any of those types of conflicts or love triangles so the next best thing is to let my mind go freely when reading.

Romance novels are nice and all but horror novels are my favorite. Nothing beats the gore and blood. I also love reading about serial killers and their mindsets. What made them finally snap? What made them pick the ways to kill their victims? What happened to their family or how the family copes/coped with having a serial killer family member? 

After reading the 3 chapters I promised myself that I would only read, I need more; I crave more...I shamefully slid my finger up to read the next chapter. It started getting good, how could I not read what happens next? UGH I hate cliff hangers.

That extra chapter I wasn't supposed to read turned into 5 extra chapters I wasn't supposed to read. 

The main character in the novel is so dense! How could she be so oblivious and not see how much the male lead care for her. And she have terrible friends who give the worst advice. Why can't people just talk about their feelings? Is it that hard to tell someone how you feel about them? I never had the chance to fall in love. I've only ever gotten crushes on fictional characters from novels and shows.

On the top right of my phone screen, the time says 1:42 A.M. My lips lets out a long sigh as I press the little button on the side of my phone to lock the screen. 

Why can't my life be like the characters in the novel. How easy for them to bump into each other in the street and sparks fly like that? Maybe it's because I am trapped in this god forsaken house. 

I want to escape.

Mulanie is a 21 year old who belongs to a long line of voodoo queens but do not possess the power, so as she believes. For unspoken reasons, Mulanie is home-schooled by her mom, grandmom, and aunts at an early age. She is not allowed to venture into the outside world so she spends her time playing an online pc game where she can be the person she wants to be in the virtual world. She is a hopeless romantic with no experience of love until she meets a mysterious guy. She have the feeling of knowing him, but from where? What type of fate is in store for our poor Mulanie?

[WARNING! WARNING! A WORLDBREAKER HAS ENTERED THE WORLD! PLEASE PROCEED CAREFULLY!]

[WARNING! WARNING! A WORLDBREAKER HAS ENTERED THE WORLD! PLEASE PROCEED CAREFULLY!]

[WARNING! WARNING! A WORLDBREAKER HAS ENTERED THE WORLD! PLEASE PROCEED CAREFULLY!]

Jia Hyson: '…'

[WARNING! WARNING! A WORLDBREAKER HAS ENTERED THE WORLD! PLEASE PROCEED CAREFULLY!]

Jia Hyson: '…Okay I got it, the shock has worn off Bebe, turn it off."

Bebe: 'It's a new alarm installed. The number of warnings is supposed to represent the level of the enemy. I can't turn it off.'

[WARNING! WARNING! A WORLDBREAKER HAS ENTERED THE WORLD! PLEASE PROCEED CAREFULLY!]

Jia Hyson: '…' Whose shitty idea was this?

…

In the System World:

Overseer X: 'Milord, there have been some complaints about the new Worldbreaker alarm.'

Overlord Li Jun: 'Hehe, unless someone of a higher tier comes we'll keep it the way it is.'

Overseer X: '…' Whose shitty idea was it to give this fool so much power?

…

After a few more headache inducing seconds the alarms finally stopped, making both Jia Hyson and Bebe give sighs of relief. This new alarm system… it was really too cruel. 

"Bebe how many times did it ring?"

"Nine times," Bebe counts, "This should mean this Worldbreaker is relatively skilled. They've managed to get in and out of at least nine worlds so far."

Jia Hyson was a little surprised. Nine worlds was a long time after all. "So what is a Worldbreaker? It's like a bug?" 

Bebe also was surprised. It only knows the general basics from friends but essentially when a Worldbreaker is born they start relatively weak making them at their most vulnerable yet at the same time difficult to detect. It's the same as asking a satellite to locate a mite on an ant. Impossible. However the more worlds destroyed the more power they gain and the more attention they gather. Usually by the fourth or fifth world would ninety-eight percent of Worldbreakers be eliminated. Nine worlds was really quite rare unless the previous worlds all had weak energy.

"No it's not a bug. A bug is like a genetic mutation, a glitch in the system that is more or less unavoidable. For example a cannon-fodder character getting a second chance at life when they weren't supposed to, someone accidentally remembering their past life, a ghost possessing a main character, or a mistake in the reincarnation cycle resulting in an unwanted transmigration. If bugs are accidents, Worldbreakers are intentional murderers."

Jia Hyson suddenly gets it. He's read many quick transmigration stories and a common trope was a host that is wronged by a system and somehow changes their fate- usually through some clearly OP hacking skills- and must alter the course of fate in various worlds to gain enough power to break free. "Worldbreakers are rogue hosts?!" 

If Bebe could it would nod. As expected, Host may constantly hold nothing but evil and dirty thoughts in his mind but he wasn't an idiot. "Correct! As you know there's always going to be some rogues and criminals around. A Worldbreaker is a shitty ungrateful host who couldn't take the stress of their job and essentially murdered their cute life partner system, stealing their energy in the process. After that they will continue taking different world's energy by disrupting the story negatively, stealing the blessings of protagonists or altering the fate of the world."

Interesting, this is really similar to the stories this time. "What about rogue systems?" He asks curiously. Those were also quite a common trope. It gave justification for hosts to attack and destroy them. 

"That's a little different," Bebe explains, "That's called a Worldhacker. A Worldhacker is a poor system who was no longer satisfied living the hard life of a system and rebels."

Jia Hyson: '...' why do I feel that someone is being particularly biased in these explanations?

Bebe makes an embarrassed coughing sound, "Well, unlike Worldbreakers who only have one path to their goal, Worldhackers have multiple and are much harder to detect compared to Worldbreakers. For example if they find a bug first or a cannon fodder character with decent spiritual energy to absorb they can latch onto them and called themselves a Counterattack System or something, using them as an intermediator to absorb more energy by making them do tasks. A more common low-key Worldhacker crime is stealing a percentage of their host's points for themselves, increasing the prices of the shop items and forcing the host to buy many things in order to quickly earn energy."

"That…" The first example was very typical but those last crimes.. "Isn't that just white collar crime?"

"White collar crime is still crime," Bebe says seriously, "Besides, points are super essential to hosts, by stealing them they reduce the host's survivability in harder worlds and indirectly cause their death."

"Oh, that makes sense," it was a little unreal imagining systems doing these sort of things though. Like it makes sense. But still. It felt rather petty ah. "So what happens next?"

"This," Bebe pauses and suddenly Jia Hyson had a very, very bad feeling. "Well, the generally once a Worldbreaker enters the world the closest hosts must drop their original missions in order to focus on eliminating the target."

Jia Hyson froze. "Excuse me?" He asks in a 'You better be shitting me or I'll kill you,' tone. Drop the mission? The mission he BURNED ALIVE for? He's been a fucking ghost for thirty fucking years for this mission! And they want him to drop it?!

Sympathetically, Bebe could only whisper, "Destroying the world breaker is the most important task, it is the priority, the original aim becomes secondary."

Jia Hyson: '...Bebe, what the fuck.' He suddenly felt like crying. 

This sort of feeling, like a good wife who spent so much time and effort on arranging her beloved husband's birthday party only for it to be canceled the day before because the husband ran off with his secretory... really too hard to bear. 

Bebe: '...I am so sorry QAQ' 

Unable to momentarily control his emotions his hair like violent tendrils of living shadows spread across the room, crushing and breaking everything in sight. Because it covered the room the sound of destruction was muffled under all that hair. He had never been so angry! 

How can he be so unlucky?! Out of all the worlds the Worldbreaker went to, to destroy it- eh?

Out of all the worlds…

"Wait." Jia Hyson slowly retracts his hair until it reverts back to its normal waist length and silky form. Bebe silently breathes a sigh of relief. If it's host really lost control of the abundant negative energy inside himself and went on a rampage there weren't many forces here that could solve an enemy as strong as him. 

"But if a Worldbreaker comes to this world and tries to change it… isn't that like a home wrecker trying to destroy a marriage between a divorced couple?" Jia Hyson asks. His job as a Beta system host is to change the world plot. Not only that, it's a change that has been given the stamp of approval by the System world, the Story World and potentially the author gods themselves which allows him to so easily alter the fate of the protagonists without too much backlash from the will of the higher beings. In short, if a Worldbreaker came to take the fate of the story or the protagonist into their own hands there would be nothing to steal! 

After a second of thought Bebe also felt a little strange. "That, that seems to be the case!" It exclaims. It couldn't be blamed for it's ignorance, there were very few systems that could offer the same unrestricted freedom as a Beta system even in the Design sector. 

For example a Villain Reformation system- the main goal is to reform the villain who had ended up either too OP, overstepped their bounds, and-or completely destroyed the world. Therefore things like blackening the hero, causing more negative impacts than good, ruining a righteous sect that had been a strong pillar of righteousness without substituting for another equally strong pillar to balance out the good and evil of the world... Totally taboo outcomes for the host. Insta-fail. 

But a Beta-system didn't have that sort of problem. As long as the story is good who cares if the hero dies? Who cares if the world is destroyed and the bad guys stay bad? If the ratings are high the world can burn for all they care, they have other systems to clean up the aftermath! 

In a reality with an infinite amount of worlds that is constantly growing in number there are also an infinite number of systems and hosts to try do their best to keep them all in check. The Beta system is so fucking rare they can only be counted in the double digits. There really hasn't been a case of a Worldbreaker having the fortune to bump into one of them. And it had to be his perverted host ah. Really.. too fortunate.

Getting a bit excited Bebe searches up any similar Worldbreaker cases on System Searchers, the system search engine equivalent of Google, and quickly found some relevant points of information, "Bebe checked, there's really no cases of a Worldbreaker contacting a Beta Host. However! From the systems in the Design sector they say that if the Worldbreaker enters midway through a changing plot, things become very difficult due to the feedback loop of time. This is because there's a strong chance that the information they would receive about the story world at that point is the revised story line."

Jia Hyson raises an eyebrow at that, he quite liked parallel universes and time travel theories, especially in stories so he more or less swiftly grasped what was being implied. "Are you saying that if world A, thanks to the host's efforts, manages to change and stabilize the story line it will become world B, then the Worldbreaker who entered in such a vulnerable time could either receive world A or B's information then?" 

"Yes. Generally if the host failed to alter much of the story the Worldbreaker would get A's storyline but if the host was already making big waves at that point the Worldbreaker will have at least a 93.2% chance of getting world B's storyline instead."

Jia Hyson clicks his tongue. That's quite a scary thing ah, the more competent the host was at their job the more disadvantaged they could be if a Worldbreaker crashes the party. At best they'll be at more or less equal playing grounds but it would imply the host may not lack the skills to do much in the first place since they couldn't influence a change in the world. This reflection of skill doesn't count for basic system hosts who only have to act out a role of course. 

At worst though the host could be up against someone that knew their future actions or at the very least the general consequences of the world that even the host will not know due to the butterfly effect they caused. Foresight is a formidable weapon that cannot be looked down upon. And because Worldbreakers are criminals constantly on the run, they'll have more experience fighting hosts than the hosts should have fighting Worldbreakers, so even having no advantage is a big disadvantage to hosts. 

"But this Worldbreaker came before the story started, doesn't that mean.." Jia Hyson smiles unpleasantly, "doesn't that mean they're stuck with the original story then?"

Bebe 'hehe'-ed. "The possibility of that is indeed 96.6% positive."

Even though Jia Hyson had a higher affinity for more violent means and had done some less than... normal things in his life, he had never fought in a battlefield, he never strategized any big attacks, never seriously learnt any martial art skills or had the intellect to plot the downfall of a business. All the things he did could be said to be quite simple and direct, using stories to passively aggressively vent against people, using seduction to manipulate, play around and bully people, occasionally sneaking around to go do immoral things that may or may not be definitely against the law… 

The point is, Jia Hyson could at most be on the level of a slightly psychotic small time serial killer with a surprisingly large influence. Confronting enemies in a one on one manner, only striking when he's confident he can get away with it and for less serious cases he will play with the attitude of 'we'll cross that bridge when it comes to it'. While it has its benefits that sort of manner also has a lot of weaknesses, something he was very much aware of.

If it was any other situation, Jia Hyson would not be confident enough to fight a Worldbreaker. A Worldbreaker is an ex-host that went rogue so presumably the Worldbreaker had gone through some serious shit. Even if they used to be from a cannon-fodder system one could not look down on them. Stories are infinite, with so many genres and themes and variations a cannon-fodder character can be a king, a warrior, a genius- after going through so many worlds and picking up so many skills it is easy to determine how dangerous a Worldbreaker really is. 

However, this wasn't any other situation. This was a situation that had literally all the cards stacked in Jia Hyson's deck. Jia Hyson had the blessing of the world to change its fate and had not done that mission injustice. This wasn't a few minor fixes and personality changes, this was a whole goddamn new horror story! 

Ramping up the power of the ghosts to extremely high levels, converting a supporting lead character into a killer, heck he even has the law enforcement on his side thanks to Li Guiren! Meanwhile the Worldbreaker has no such blessing, they had no reliable information about anything but most of the main cast's backgrounds and personality. Not to mention they would have to do their best to not do anything too drastic to draw too much attention lest they receive some sort of backlash from the story world. It's similar to why many QT counterattack stories have the rule that the counterattacker could not directly kill the protagonists these children beloved by the author god. 

If the Worldbreaker is a ghost character in the demon house Jia Hyson can just suppress them to death with the other ghosts. If the Worldbreaker is a human, well, hehe, Jia Hyson can just suppress them to death with the other ghosts! 

Suppress! Suppress until they drown from choking on their own blood!

"Hahaha," Jia Hyson laughs evilly, "Aiyah, you really frightened me before Bebe but it turns out it's not such a big deal! Inform your boss that I'll continue my original mission, my aim was to produce a bad ending anyway so it perfectly coincides with killing off this Worldbreaker." 

"Hohoho," Bebe also laughs villainously, "You're right host, you are absolutely right! We may not have the experience but we have the power! Let's crush them all! Wipe them out! There shall be no intact corpses once the dawn breaks!"

"That's the spirit!" Jia Hyson crows. He suddenly remembers another very important aspect of facing something like Worldbreakers in stories, "Don't forget to request compensation to your superiors as well! It's already a Skill Upgrade world and now a Worldbreaker has come, the points we earn from this place need to be very good right!?" 

Bebe at this point was so excited it was like it was injected with chicken blood. It hadn't even thought of the points! Skill Upgrade worlds already garner a lot of points especially if the worlds had a certain percentage of danger like this one should have, a Worldbreaker's presence is dangerous but they were valuable, instantly doubling the point worth of a Host's reward plus extra depending on their assessed level of difficulty. Ah, ah, wouldn't this turn out to be one of the most valuable missions it had ever accomplished if they pulled this off?

This, this is really.. too amazing! 

...

The Worldbreaker nibbles on a strawberry, enjoying the tart flavor. It's been three lifetimes since he enjoyed fresh produce. An apocalyptic world, an intergalactic warzone with only nutrient solutions and poisonous zerg and a dark fantasy world where he had to play a necromancer's fucking summoned wraith. 

He had to admit he had been doubting his luck for a while, but now.. he chuckles softly as he reads the storyline. "Aiyah, even though it says horror this is really... it's really going to be too easy." 

Reaching for another piece of fruit he murmurs thoughtfully, "All I have to do is give those pathetic excuse of ghosts a bit of a boost and I can kill them all in one feel swoop! Those damn ghosts will have a decent amount of spiritual energy to absorb as well, they'll get me a lot of points hehe." With only some careful calculations he had more or less determined the easiest and effective solutions. Nodding decisively he quickly decides his plan of action, to his credit he really deserved to manage to live through as many worlds as he did with no help from the system world. "Tomorrow I'll go to this, ugh, demon house and see if I can.. negotiate." 

He reads the terrible story again, finding it more and more appealing to the eye the more he reads through the badly written plot. 

Worldbreaker: 'Hahaha! Kill them all! For the points!" (╯✧∇✧)╯

Bebe: 'Hahaha! Kill them all! For the points!' (╯✧∇✧)╯

Jia Hyson: 'Hahaha! Kill them all! For the points!' (╯✧∇✧)╯

Jia Hyson finds he has hit the jackpot after he dies. 

He's got a system! He's a transmigrator! So cool! 

System: "Please help us fix the plot." 

Jia Hyson: "Of course!" 

System: "Firstly there are too many love interests." 

Jia Hyson: "Okay." 

System: "The main character is too annoying." 

Jia Hyson: "Um." 

System: "Needs more world building." 

Jia Hyson: "..."  

Oi, is he fixing the plot or is he rewriting the whole damn thing?!

(This is bl/yaoi/danmei btw)

Alex was about to start his first year in college, he didn't want to go to college for many reasons, but he had to. He had to support himself after he had 'quit' his job for the past 7 years.  Well, that's if you could call it a job. You see Alex was a top tier rouge assassin who secretly worked with a bunch of highly classified 'customers'. He was indeed someone who was a 'hire to kill'. It didn't matter the client. What only matter was how much they would pay. Everything else was worthless to Alex. He didn't live the lavish life, at a young age his parents had abandoned him and he had to fend for himself. He had to survive on his own. And to quickest way to earn money for him was to kill. His father was once part of the Black Ops, he did the darkest and bloodiest of missions. He taught Alex about how to use weapons and combat moves, he even talked to him about military strategies and how to quickly eliminate your opponents. He even taught Alex how to use swords and just about every bladed weapon ever made. But when Alex was 10 years old his father and mother were being hunted down so they left Alex behind to fend for himself. They did this so that the people hunting them won't find Alex. 

Alex resented the fact that his parents left him, but still, he carried out his father's One Wish. 

"Live my son. Keep on fighting no matter what," Was his father's last words. 

And that he did. But in a dark path. 

Alex did the only thing that was he was born to do. He was highly skilled in killing others. No one was better than him. No one could stop him. He was an Apex Assassin. But he wanted to leave his dark past behind him. That's the reason why he 'quit' and went 'dark'. He was done being an assassin.  

"Its time to start a new life," Alex looks ahead at the college he was going to attend and then turns off his cellphone. He just finished reading the Akame Ga Kill manga and the day before he watched the anime. It was the only thing that kept his mind off from 'killing'. 

"Fuck. I wish there was a way to change that ending. What a fucked up ending." Alex sighs as he remembers what happens, actually, he now begins to think about everything that happened in Akame Ga Kill. It really was a merciless world just like planet Earth. 

Alex puts away his phone, "Yeah it would be cool to be in that world," He grins about how he would use an Imperial Arms and all the powers that he would he gain. 

Suddenly out of nowhere an Apache Helicopter that was on fire wildly flew towards Alex and then crashes on top of him!

*BOOM!* 

"Gaaaaaah! What the FUCK!?" Alex thunders out for his last words as the helicopter crushed his body instantly killing him. Everyone at college screams in horror. 

Alex had been killed by Apache-Kun or Helicopter-Kun whichever sounds better. 

<<<>>>

"Where am I? Am I dead?" Alex's voice echoes. Everything is pitch black. It was like he was in space, but there were no stars or planets. Just darkness. 

"You have two choices to reborn!" Says a thunderous godly voice. 

"Who are you?" Asked Alex with eyes wide open. He was confused about what the fuck was going on.

"That does not matter. You have been granted a second chance to change your life." 

Alex scans his surroundings with his sharp eyes. "Well this isn't hell, but where exactly am I?" 

"This is purgatory and you have an important decision to make. Your destiny lies ahead of you." The godly voice echoes. The thunderous voice slowly disappears into the darkness

Alex looks ahead and sees a wooden Japanese shrine. He walks over to it, the darkness around him ripples like he was walking on the ocean. 

He spots out a scroll that was floating on top of an ancient tomb. The scroll starts to glow, radiant lights of gold shoot out from the scroll. 

Alex grabs the scroll and reads its contents. 

Choice 1: You are reborn with a customizable system, however, your past memory will be erased. And all your knowledge will be lost. 

Choice 2: You are reborn with five wishes and keep half of your memories and knowledge. You cannot use a wish to gain a System. 

"Fuck this is hard," Alex rubs his chin and thinks about what is the best option. Also, he wondered which world he would be reborn in.

A college student with a dark past is reborn into the Akame Ga Kill world. He will become a legend.


[Tags]: Extreme Violence, R-18, OP MC, Ruthless MC, Harem, Assassins, Evolution,  Akame Ga Kill/Akame Ga Zero

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At first, everyone just looks at me dumbfounded. What's so confusing? Never heard of a dragon before? Or never seen a small girl in the Guild before? There was one sitting right next to me!
"Ahem!" the panther girl at the entrance is the first to break the silence with an audible and exaggerated cough. She looks at me and points to a sign on a wall that reads "NO SHOUTING."
Is that the only thing you care about!? A dragon appeared for who you'd be no bigger snack than a single sunflower seed for a human!
Aren't at least some of you supposed to be excited at a chance to fight such a mythical, Ragnarok-scale creature? Fame and glory and all that?
Several dozen people do get up from their chairs. That's when the water wave hit me in the back, gushing in through the front door, and flooded the hall of the Guild. Though the water doesn't harm me, my little body is still thrown around by the current, along with everybody else in the building, as the water level rapidly rises. Within seconds the water is at the level of the closed windows.
Finally, I manage to swim up to the surface to get some air and see that I am less than a foot from hitting the ceiling of the hall. Are we seriously going to drown inside a building? Finally, the glass of the windows does give out under the building pressure and cracks. All at once, the windows shatter open and the water gushes out of the building as rapidly as it came in, along with most of the adventurers.
"Freeze!" I cast my spell and freeze the water in one of the windows, blocking the exit before the current pulls me out along with everyone else. Luckily my mana regeneration is acceptable, which is why I could afford to waste all my mana on the dragon. It only takes me thirteen seconds to recover enough mana points to cast one of my signature spells after all.
I fall to the ground, coughing up some water and look around me. The hall looks like a tornado went through it. At most, I see about two dozen motionless bodies on the floor. One of the bodies lays on the roof of the glass booth, with one arm hanging down at the side of the glass wall. Speaking of which, everything got destroyed with but a single exception—the glass booths stand perfectly as they were, with all the paperwork and employees still inside, completely unaffected by the dragon's attack.
Is this some sort of not-so-subtle message that come hell or high water, the bureaucracy of the world will survive? Challenge issued and accepted! Though I've got to give the Guild some credit – it really went out of its way to protect the backbone of its system. Only two booths were ravaged—the ones that had its glass door open at the time of the flood.
"R three hundred sixty-three! R three hundred sixty-three!"
"Are you for real!?" I shout at the nameless, faceless voice.
"Ahem!" the panther girl stands at the entrance, with messed up hair and ruined mascara, smeared across her face. She points at the sign that has 'NO SHOUTING' written on it. The sign barely hangs on the wall, still attached only on the top-right corner.
How much is she getting paid here for such maniacal devotion to her job? The same goes for all the workers in the booths, who continue to process the adventurers inside their respective booths as if nothing happened.
I check my hand—good—I still have the paper. It should have been completely disintegrated during the flood. My best guess is that my [Foolproof] passive also applies to the items I carry and clothes I wear, preventing them from damage. I mean, it only makes sense, otherwise I'd find myself running around naked after every major spell cast. And a small girl running around naked in this world is just asking for trouble.
Still, with most of the line dealt with, this should go much faster now. And since I'm likely the only one who has kept my line number, it's only a formality before I get to the registration. Might as well grit my teeth and be patient for just a little longer.
I know, I know—at this point, I've already decided to be the one to bring down either this Guild or at the very least its bureaucracy, but after going through that much trouble to register here, I'll be damned if I don't finish what I came here to do in the first place.
I go to the entrance and take a fresh number from the stand to apply for a Quest straight after I register at the Guild.
I salvage a chair from a pile of rubble and hop on it. As the numbers are called by the nameless, echoing voice one by one, meticulously, without skipping a single one, despite there being at most something like thirty people left alive here, I wait patiently with my hands on my knees and my legs hanging down, swinging them back and forth to kill time and listen to the screams of death and horror coming from outside.
I'm glad that my spell was such a success and I managed to create such a strong and competent dragon! Now, I'm guaranteed to become famous throughout the entire kingdom once I slay it!

I was the 10’000’000th person to be hit by a truck so I won a prize - I could become anything I wanted!

So I chose to become an ower-powered Loli and just have some fun!

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The demon queen and the demons
/*unedited*/
Thousands of years ago, in the land of cultivators there exists a woman which foretells and the impending doom of all the creatures in the continent. Everybody laughed at her at that time and treated her like a fool. Nobody believed her even when she tried to tell them what she saw in her vision. Many did not believe but some did.
The woman explained to everyone what she saw in her visions, the destruction and the war between cultivators, the beast clan and some strange race. The vision in dreams was so vivid that it hunts her even in her wake.
What she saw was the horror and the bloodshed where many have died and was devoured by many monstrous creatures. Many of the people listening to this story didn't believe it because they know that the cultivation land is protected by many powerful cultivators. And on top of that, there are the immortal schools that stood at the apex of the cultivation realm.
Even if the empire would fall, the immortal schools would not. As they have existed for who knows how many years.
Those who listened to the woman turned their gaze to the Daemon forest. Because this forested region is located in the middle of the continent dividing the cultivation land and the beast clan or Beastia land.
Many horrid monsters are currently living in that place and would sometimes attack the cultivation land.
And so, because of this treatment and the people who were convinced of their own thinking, they build the high walls to protect the cultivation land and from there assign the five kingdoms to guard the walls against the beasts from inside the Daemon forest.
Everyone thought that the threat would now be contained. But the woman emphasizes that it is not what she saw in her visions. Those who did not believe her threw her in prison to appease the public and prevent any rumors from spreading.
Hence, the spread of the rumor was stopped.
While in prison, the woman was visited by a scholar who heard her and believes in her words. This scholar asked the woman and wrote everything that he had heard. He even drew the things that the woman saw in her vision and made a record of it.
This scholar is actually a part of the empire's scribe. When he heard the woman, something told him to put everything on record and so he did.
Now this record was kept by the imperial family of the Xi Empire and was handed down until it reached the hand of the current emperor of Xi.
…
In a certain darkroom of a huge castle, in the middle of the great Xi city, there stood a middle-aged looking man while looking at a certain book. The man wore a simple-looking robe, but the inlay and the material of the robe are of high quality. The man has a regal appearance and he has a commanding and strong aura.
The man furrows his brows as he reads the book which looks really old with its sides and pages already showing its age with its decay.
"Hmm… demons… I guess what they said about this book is true." The man muttered.
When he heard the report of what had happened in the kingdom of Wu, the man suddenly thought of the myth which he had read once from the old library.
"The demon queen… what kind of existence is this? From the way she was described in this book, she seems to be a very beautiful yet very vile woman. If the prophecy in this old book is right, then can the kingdom prevent this catastrophe from coming? Hmm… this book only foretold what would happen, but not the way to prevent it from coming…"
The emperor continuously flips through the pages and carefully looks at the pictures. The gruesome faces of the demons and their shapes made him feel like those creatures are made for doing one thing, to destroy and wreak chaos and havoc to the world.
"The demon queen is going to lead the army of the demons and would conquer every land in this continent until no living creature except for the demons would exist. Then they would continue to rampage throughout the world and set everything on fire. The destruction of this world would usher the great war of the deity. The deity of the cultivators would be angered by the rampaging demons and would attack the demon gods. The result of this battle would be the destruction of all the continents and the whole planet would return to the void when all things would die, even the gods…" the emperor reads this page which gained his attention.
"…the time of the demons has come and the end is near. Nothing can stop this… nothing…" he continues reading.
The words of the book ended with these words. From the looks of it, the one telling this story seems to have stopped talking.
"So everything that's happening is because of the machination of the one they called the demon queen. If we can destroy or kill the demon queen, would everything end? This prophecy is incomplete; they should have written everything at that time… Damn those fools." The emperor muttered as he knows the back story of this prophecy and how the woman was treated at that time.
But everything is in the past; his goal right now is to find the solution to this impending crisis.
The man flips to another page, but what he saw stunned him. This is because on the next page there is an unfinished drawing. From how the thing that the drawing is portraying, it shows something that he has seen before. Hence he stopped and thinks… then suddenly the emperor opens his eyes as realization dawned unto him.
Although the drawing is rough and incomplete, the scholar at that time is truly someone with great hands. The woman only told him fragments of what she is seeing, yet the scholar is able to piece everything together. He was even able to imagine it in his head hence he drew it almost like the one the woman explained.
"I have seen this… I know what this is." the emperor said as he quickly kept the book in his spatial tool and walks out of the darkroom in quick strides.
This time, a smile can be seen on his face which is in contrast when he enters the darkroom.
…
Two days later…
Shin Jiao is currently walking towards the old residence and estate of the Jiao family. Since he became the new head of the Jiao family, they transferred their residence in this place according to the command of the king.
But before he transferred in this place, he renovated everything and tore down the old buildings. Though those are the ancestral sites of the Jiao family, to Shin Jiao it is not. Even Aye Muyan didn't want those old buildings with sad memories to stay. And from there they build something different.
Since Shin Jiao is a modern man, he prefers to see modern buildings. And so just like the one he did in the academy, he designed everything from ground up and let the builders construct the boxy looking design yet with complicated structures inside.
When everything was finished and they transferred, everyone was amazed at what they saw inside.
Shin Jiao has already crafted the air-conditioner, the stoves, and other appliances. Jie Ye is also familiar in using those things as she had used them in the underground base. Although Aye Muyan and the rest saw these things while hiding underground, they didn't bother with it because they were more worried as to what is happening outside.
But now that everything is at peace, they began to appreciate the things that they are seeing.
When Shin Jiao saw this, he felt happy, because he made those things with his own hands. He was able to give happiness and joy to his family and loved ones. And seeing their happy and amazed faces made him feel a little satisfied.
He knew how powerful technology is, and without the help of technology, he would not have survived this crazy world.
He knows that if he only relies on his own cultivation, then he would be powerless to resist this world's demeaning and backward mentality. Hence he focused more in combining cultivation with technology to further strengthen himself, so that he would be able to protect those around him.
"Mother, I'm going out. I need to go back to the academy now." Shin Jiao said as he asks for his mother's consent for him to leave.
"Already? Can't you stay for just another day?" Aye Muyan said with a frown.
"Mom, you look like a teenage mother when you act like this. Anyway, Ai Ji told me that she is done with her project."
"Sigh, okay… I'll call you later tonight then." Aye Muyan said while waving her hand as she watches Shin Jiao walks away.
"I'm going guys!" Shin Jiao also waved his hands towards the rest of the people in the house.
They have stayed for a couple of days together and their bond was closer than ever, so everyone felt a little sad when they saw Shin Jiao leaving the estate.
The academy is a little far from the Jiao estate, however, with Shin Jiao speed, he is able to get there in just an hour. Running would be the best way to reach the academy as flying would consume too much of his Qi.
But before he can start sprinting, he saw two familiar figures walking towards him.
When the two people appear in front of him, Shin Jiao showed a welcoming smile.
"Ah, we've met once again young one." The old man said with an amiable smile.


He was sent to a world where different races and beings wage different types of wars and fight for supremacy. 

With a body of a mere mortal, he learned the way of the immortal craft and a different cultivation technique. Making him able to roam the land searching for a place where he could belong. 

How can he survive in this dog eat dog world he knows not. But combining the ingenious designs of the modern world and immortal energy, otherworldly devastation awaits those who face, the geared immortal.

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Leo looked at the girl coldly, "thanks." He walked to the elevator and got in. He clicked the top floor and waited until the doors opened. Leo stepped out and walked to the double doors. He knocked on the door and when he heard the buzz he entered the room. "Asurlon, sorry for the delay. What would you like me to get started on?" 
"Leo, you are as strict as usual. I thought you would loosen up a little now that you have a fiance." Asurlon looks at leo then pulls out a stack of papers.
Leo took the stack of papers and sat down at the other desk in the office. "I'll tell you this as well. My soft side is only for her. I will not be softer on the workers here that will only let them think that they will be able to walk all over you." He reads the hunt profiles and sorts them into four piles. "I am taking it that these are all the hunts that got posted this month correct?"
"Well, that is understandable. Yes, that is correct. You know these files best so I will let you deal with that while I call up the four members that are to be stripped of their hunter rights for violating our code." Asurlon walked to his desk and paged downstairs. "I want Micheal, Thompson, and Greg sent up to my office now!" 
Leo listens to him say the three names and notices that Valdis's name was not said yet. He sorts out the information and looks at the file up next. ~Kathy Jones. Looks unknown, race unknown, kill upon contact. Suspicious and potentially lethal. She is a target that is sly and has been able to slip through our detection. Suspected to be a vampire but not proven. Said to be beautiful. Came close to catching six months ago but target fled to France haven't been able to track down.~ At the end of the report, it was signed Vladis and Greg. His hands shook in anger and he waiting for the men to show up in the hunter's head office. He set this file in a pile on its own. There was a knock at the door so Leo buzzed them in. 
Asurlon kept his eye on Leo while watching the guys enter into the room. Greg stepped forward and said, "You wanted to see us Elder?"
"Yes, I have a few matters I need to discuss with you. First, I want you to know what you have been doing to the network causing an influx of targets goes against the code of the association. I know it came from all three of your computers so there is no need to investigate that further." Asurlon picked up three pictures and slide them to the edge of his desk. Second, you are going behind my back and having private meetings but you were stupid enough to have a chat log on the company network. And lastly, I will let Leo tell you."
"Lastly you eradicated a town and killed not only six demons but I also saw and witnessed you guys torturing and killing humans. We are hunters we are supposed to uphold our beliefs and you two broke every fucking rule in the book. I am proposing the death penalty unless you do a written report and submit it in an hour on why you did it and who is the mastermind." Leo says this in a clipped tone.
Greg looked at his photo and scuffed, "if you think that I am just going to give you the answers you want then you are sadly mistaken. This picture is obviously photoshopped and you are not the Elder of the association so you do not have a say on what happens to us anyways." Greg looked away from Leo.
Leo stood up and unsheathed the sword kept behind his desk. He walked up behind Greg and thrusts the sword into his heart. Micheal and Thompson were sprayed with Greg's warm blood. The blood splatters on the floor, Leo and up to the Elder's desk. "I give the two of you thirty seconds to make up your mind, one, two, three…."
"It was Valdis. He said that nothing would come of us doing this I was offered a large sum of money. My daughter is sick and I needed the cash badly but I haven't been on many hunts lately so my money was so tight. I had no choice." Thompson falls on the ground and starts crying as he said this. "My poor Elizabeth."
Micheal looks at Thompson in horror, "you realize you just signed your death warrant. Valdis will have your head for talking about this."
Leo looks at Asurlon and sees him give him a nod. Leo took his sword and cut off Micheal's head. Micheal's head was sliced cleanly off and the body that was standing crumpled to the ground. The head rolled in front of the Elder's desk. "And I will have his head for messing with the system. Let this be a lesson to you Thompson. Do not cross me. I will make your life a living hell I do believe that you are speaking the truth and I will make sure your family is safe before we confront Valdis but you can't leave this office for now." Leo wipes the sword using his shirt and then sheaths it. He pulls out a laptop and places it on the couch. "You will give me every single detail in the report but I will give you more than an hour's worth of time. You will not leave this office because then your family will be in danger."
Asurlon took a sip of tea and watched the whole thing not interfering. He picked up his phone and called a group of hunters and had them go and move Thompson's family to a safe place. He didn't say the address and simply said take them the place eight five five. When the call ended he looked at the two. "Leo, give Thompson a towel so that he may get cleaned up before he writes up the report." The phone rang and he picked up the call. The person on the other end said that the family was now under their care and would be moved immediately. "Thank you."
Leo grabbed a towel from the drawer and tossed it to Thompson before sitting back down as if nothing had happened. He continued sorting through the papers and then came across another file that had the name ~Kathy Winters. A completely unknown individual seems suspicious. Place under watch and follow up with hunter Micheal.~ 'Looks like that's not possible now. I will have to check their computers for any extra information. "Elder I do believe that I should get a closer look at their computers I found some information that is not quite what I was expecting so checking it out in person would be better than waiting for the computers to be brought up here and potentially tampered with."


Will she hunt him or will he hunt her? Kitty is a demon with powers beyond belief. She goes through life alone and has suffered many losses but nothing could prepare her for falling for someone who is meant to hunt and kill her kind. Leo a hunter sworn to change the paths of the hunter association must make the choice of hunting the one whom has captured his heart or turning his back on his way of life. 

Neither of them expected that the one night they spent together would change both their lives forever. 

From attraction to the desperate desire of want, this unlikely couple will face all obstacles to fight the systems in place for centuries. The forbidden love of a hunter and his prey. Will Leo and Kitty be able to protect what is theirs or will they lose it all?

Next thing I hear is the bell ringing again. DID I REALLY FALL ASLEEP?! and.. why do I feel warm... safe even.. I look up and see all the students in the class have already left. so has the teacher. I look arou- wait... who's jacket is around me... it's black a-and... GAH HOLY SHIT IT'S AARON'S. I wrap it around me and his smell is still on the jacket. I smile slightly and look at the desk. There's a small orange sticky note that says 'wake up sleepy head =)' I smile and pack my things away and walk to my next class, history. AND YOU BET I FREAKING SIT BY AARON. Buttttt.... his girlfriend sits on the other side of him.. I walk into the room and see the two all over eachother. I sit down and roll my eyes with his jacket wrapped around me still. I subtly write on a sticky note 'you're not getting this back, i hope you know that ;p' and i fold it up. I place it in his hand under the table and he reads it without Danny seeing. He smirks gently and puts the note in his pocket. He stops touching Danny and opens his book. I curiously stick my hands in his pockets and feel a pack of cigarettes, a lighter, some papers and a key. if he asks ill give him the things but like... I CLAIMED HIS JACKET AND IM GONNA CRY BECAUSE I CAN'T HAVE HIMMMM. 
Half way through class the teacher plays a scary ass horror clip and i hide in Aaron's jacket. Aaron looks at me with a tilt of his head and whispers gently "hey Angel.. you alright?" under the table he gently slips his hand on my knee. I blush crazily and nod "i-i'll be ok.." Kate chucks a paper ball at Aaron's head and whispers "hands off!" Aaron groans and Danny looks at kate "shh!" kate growls "fucking make me-" the teacher stands "that's enough!! what's going on here?!" I quickly speak "I was trying to p-pass a note to kate and instead of reading it she threw it back a-and-" the teacher rolls his eyes and sits down "like i care." I gulp. I REALLLYYY WANNA CALL HIM AN ASSHOLE RIGHT NOW. should I? hmmm... for now. I'll pass. Aaron still gently rubs my knee without Danny seeing. this feels wrong but yet so right... god this boy.. heh.. I take notes no longer feeling scared.

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