I will post a thought-provoking question daily as well as my answer to it. It's obviously not a novel, but it's just a collection of Q/A. 

It's my OPINIONS towards some questions that I find interesting. So, don't hate/bully me for my writing. 

^^ Have fun reading.

Comment below if you agree/disagree and why. I will be reading your comments.

Author: Yang Chen（314）

When writing your webnovel, what "surface appearance" means is the packaging and appearance of your novel.

In our daily lives, we're well aware of the importance of packaging in influencing how well a product sells. Oftentimes, the packaging is even more important than the product itself. Yet, many authors tend to neglect their work on the packaging of their webnovel. They believe that this is the responsibility of the website staff, and that only the website staff can help design and beautiful their novel's page.

What authors don't realize is that no matter what website you post your novel at, you as an author can modify quite a lot about your novel's appearance. These factors are quite influential in the success or failure of your novel. Since improving your novel's surface appearance is vastly easier than improving the content of your novel, it could be said that this is especially important as well as efficient.

As for the surface appearance of your novel, it can be categorized into the seven types below.

1. Your novel's title

In your packaging, one of the most important elements is your novel's title. For any novel, in most normal circumstances, the reader will find out your novel's title before any other information about it. The title is the most important factor in whether a reader chooses to click on it and read your synopsis or not. It also helps the readers to understand the most important elements of your novel. And so, there's no need for me to speak any further about the importance of your novel's title.

In that case, what type of a novel title is a good one? I believe that a good novel title should accomplish the following points.

（1） Simple

Simple here refers to using easy to understand words that even elementary school students can recognize, rather than using some highly esoteric or difficult words that few people can read in order to sound fancy.

（2） Only English words in the title

Don't use a title with words from other languages. Nor should you have numbers, punctuation, or individual letters in your novel's title. This will make your novel title look more professional as well as make it easier for readers to search for your novel.

（3） Easy to read and remember

Perhaps "easy to remember" will make some authors confused, but actually, it's connected to being easy to read. A good novel title should flow quite well when people try reading it out loud. That's why you shouldn't use words that are difficult to pronounce. Otherwise, if readers can't even remember the title of your novel, how are they possibly supposed to remember your story?

（4） Not too long

This is also an issue about readability. If your novel's title is overly long, it's not easy for readers to search for it or remember the name. Normally speaking, the average book's title has around two to six words in it.

About the length of your novel's title, there's something else that needs to be noted. Amongst authors, there's a saying that the shorter your novel's title is, the better, because this helps your novel to be ranked farther in the front. In a way, this is correct, because many websites often put the novels with the shorter titles first when giving recommended reads on the front page, so the titles that are shorter will naturally be at the forefront. However, this alone shouldn't make us conclude that a shorter title is always better.

The influence of a novel's title has so many factors involved, and being on the recommended list is only a tiny portion. If you can have a better position on the recommended list, of course, that's a good thing, but if you choose a shorter title just for this, then you'll definitely lose more than you gain. Besides, even if you have a really short novel title, can you guarantee that there are other recommended novels out there that don't have equally short names? What if you're in the middle? Honestly speaking, there's no real difference in being at the left or in the middle of the recommended novels section.

（5） Not esoteric

When choosing your novel's title, it should be just like writing your novel. You should consider your general audience. And since you're writing a webnovel, your general audience would obviously prefer to read words in an easy to understand manner. If your novel title is overly esoteric or poetic, or sounds too philosophical, then your novel's popularity will be greatly affected. The majority of readers probably won't even click on your novel to read the synopsis.

（6） Appropriate bandwagoning
From a certain standpoint, bandwagoning can be advantageous. For example, since "Library of Heaven's Path" is a highly popular novel, perhaps you could write a book titled "Library of Hell's Path," which will naturally bring your novel some attention.

However, it's obvious that this actually isn't so much of a good thing for either the readers or the website, so it's quite easy for your novel to become suppressed if you bandwagon too much. For instance, if you really do call your novel "Library of Hell's Path," then it'll be quite difficult for you to receive a recommendation on the front page because it'll be too similar to the popular "Library of Heaven's Path." Not only that, there are also disadvantages for the author, because using such a copycat name will make some readers displeased as well, making it harder to attract some readers.

And so, that's why newcomer authors should only bandwagon appropriately and observe what type of novel titles are the most popular. Then, you should create your own original title that's similar in spirit but not in style.

（7） Express the uniqueness of your novel

A good novel title should express the uniqueness of your novel. The best-case scenario would be that your title expresses the main wish-fulfillment point of your novel. For example, a novel named "Returning to the Yuan Dynasty" can already tell you the two major information points that this novel is about returning to the past and historical fiction. Or, the famous franchise "Spiderman" tells you simply from the title that the story is about someone with spider-based abilities as well as being a superhero story.

In conclusion, when naming your novel, a good method would be to organize your novel's keywords and special vocabulary as well as all the most interesting factors in your novel, then categorize and modify them while seeing which point or points would be the best to put in your novel's name. Finally, come up with an excellent novel title based on the above seven points.


2. Choosing your genre to categorize your novel as

After choosing your novel's title, you should choose the specific genre your novel belongs to. Actually, perhaps it's not quite appropriate to use the word "choose" here, because the genre is really decided by the content of your story, not what you as an author choose.

About choosing your genre, the most important, and basically the only rule there is, is to "never do false advertising." That's because the end result of false advertising will be bad for everyone.

For example, even though you're clearly writing a novel about mystical abilities in a modern-day setting, you placed your novel into the alternate history genre. This way, readers that enjoy alternate history novels will happily start reading your novel but will leave disappointed, while readers that enjoy modern novels with mystical abilities won't even be able to find your novel by genre.

For most novels, it won't be difficult to classify its genre at all. However, there are some novels that have elements from multiple genre types. Perhaps your novel is both modern as well as xianxia, with science fiction and military added as well, and even fantasy. This doesn't mean that your story is bad, however, this type of story will often confuse the author. Just what overall genre should the author classify such a story under?

First of all, what you should consider is the matter of which story elements are truly the most important. This is the foundational issue at hand.

However, if you as an author really feel like all the elements are equally important, then you'll just have to make a decision and choose one genre on your own. There are two factors you should consider here. First is that popular genres will have more readers, and the second is that less popular genres will have fewer novels and thus less competition.

These two factors are a matter of not being able to have your cake and eat it too. For newcomer authors, you can choose a genre based on your own confidence in your novel's ability. But normally speaking, it's more recommended to choose a less popular genre to categorize your novel as.

All of the same could be said for your story's synopsis as well. Make sure that your story's synopsis matches the genre that it's supposed to be under.

If you’re confused about how to write a popular webnovel, perhaps this book will be able to help you out. 

This book contains articles written by the best editors in the Chinese webnovel industry. There are introductory guides, intermediate guides, and assorted topics, with different numbers of guides in each type. Each week, we’ll be publishing three guides. If you believe that these guides are useful, please let us know by leaving your reviews. We can adjust the update rate based on your feedback.

Author introduction:

314 (Yang Chen): He is China Literature’s general manager, Xiaoxiang Academy’s general manager, Qidian’s head editor, China Webnovel Literature Committee member, Jiangsu Province Webnovel Author Committee vice-chairman, and a qualified expert on all internet literature. He has discovered many popular topics and greatly helped the industry to expand, along with having personally advised many top-tier authors. He is from the first generation of webnovel researchers. Yang Chen started working in the webnovel editing industry in 2005, and is highly skilled at summarizing and analyzing the business theories behind webnovel literature and is famed for his outstanding creativity in the industry.

 Small Team Leader（Zhou Binglin）：Small Team Leader is a high-ranked general manager for China Literature, as well as the head editor for chuangshi.qq.com. He is originally from Guilin, Guangxi.

Small Team Leader is a top-ranked editor for original novels as well as a veteran web novel expert. He has helped to discover countless popular topics as well as frameworks and has advised numerous platinum-ranked authors. He’s also one of the first generation of web novel reviewers as well as authors.

The voice was loud and extremely clear. It jolted Lex awake from his somnolent state and found that he had been lying on the sidewalk all night. Rubbing his aching head he looked around but could not find who had been speaking to him.
He quickly dismissed the voice from his mind and ventured towards home in slight alarm. He couldn't quite remember what he was doing last but he was sure that he had no intentions of taking a nap on the sidewalk, and he couldn't help but think of all the diseases or ailments that would cause him to pass out. Did he have some kind of seizure? That was not the kind of excitement he was looking for in life.
When he reached back his apartment he quickly went to the bathroom and undressed to observe his condition. A few slight bruises on his body suggested that he had fallen quite abruptly and quite hard on the floor when he passed out.
"I apologize for that," Lex heard a voice in his head, and before him appeared a tiny floating woman who looked incredibly like the heroine from the Spiderman movie. "There really is no safe way for assimilation designed in your body. A major design flaw in my opinion."
"What!?" Lex yelled in alarm and fell backwards. He stared at the floating in shock, he was not scared but the appearance of a tiny floating woman had given him quite the jump scare.
"Oh dear, the host acclimation manual had something about reactions like this...let me see...ah yes, a self introduction is necessary.
Allow me to introduce myself, I am the augmented reality avatar provided by the Midnight Inn for your acclimation. During the assimilation process between the Midnight Inn System and yourself, an analysis of your memories provided the template to define the best interaction method, with the greatest ease of use, between yourself and the Midnight Inn.
The scan showed a recent increase in your fondness of novels with a System therefor that is template that was chosen for assimilation. The scan also showed that you have the greatest affinity for this female character, and thus the avatar was created with her as a model. This is an irreversible process. In summary, you now have a System and I am its avatar. You may ask any related questions to me."
Lex, who was on the bathroom floor shirtless, stared up at the tiny floating woman with his jaw dropped. It took him a few moments to process everything she had and mumbled to himself, "am I going crazy?"
"I'm sorry," the floating woman replied, "I meant you can ask me questions related to the Midnight Inn. I do not have a grasp of your mental faculties. Would you like me to pull up your status for you to review?"
Lex stared at the floating woman with the feeling that he had been made fun of. He picked himself and dusted himself off, his face expressionless. He walked to the kitchen wherein he pulled out a box of apple juice and poured himself some. He sat down comfortably on a sofa and stared at the floating woman for sometime, slowly sipping his juice in the meantime. His thoughts were hidden, or so he imagined as his expressions changed from time to time while lost in thought. Sometimes he stared at the floating woman with a serious frown, sometimes with a quirky smile and sometimes he dazed off lot in his thoughts.
"What does the system do?" he finally asked, pulling himself together.
"The Midnight Inn is a universal establishment that provides accommodation, sustenance, entertainment, safety and other facilities to those who wish to avail them. The universe is a dangerous place, but also a prosperous one and the clients for Midnight Inn are various, from weary travelers to adventurers, from those who are lost to those who who seek change. The Midnight Inn is the most renown universal hoteling establishment in the entire universe.
Please note, currently Midnight Inn is the only universal hoteling establishment in this universe."
Lex felt like facepalming when he heard that last statement.
"So basically you want me to manage a hotel for the travelers of the universe? I guess that goes without saying but does that mean there are aliens?" he asked.
"That is correct," the floating woman replied with excitement. "But there is much more to it than that. Midnight Inn will have many more features and amenities as your authority goes up. Currently the Midnight Inn has no physical existence and it will be up to you to develop it. You will be guided through quests on how to level up."
Lex sipped his apple juice as he processed everything he was just told. There was a small part of his that thought he was suffering from Dementia or Alzheimer's or something. He'd never studied medicine so he wasn't clear on what those diseases were or how they presented, but the gist of it was he thought he might have gone crazy. But for the most part he believed what the floating woman told him, and even if he was going crazy there wasn't much he could do about it now. Best to enjoy what he could before someone locked him up in an insane asylum.
"So what do I call you? Or do you also go by Midnight Inn?"
"You may call me Mary Jane, or Mary for short, taken from your memories as a part of your first childhood crush. Only your establishment and the system are named as Midnight Inn, named after the time when you first encountered the system."
Lex blushed slightly in embarrassment; wasn't this taking naming too arbitrarily? But with the naming convention of system novels which followed trends such as Little Black and Little white he wasn't too surprised.
"Alright Mary," he said the name hesitantly, "where did the System come from?  Why did it choose me?"
"As of right now your authority is insufficient to know the origin for the System. As for why you were chosen... a thorough analysis of various factors such as IQ, Luck, Competency etc. throughout your world caused the system to... momentarily lag during which...the system crashed into you and initiated assimilation." Mary blushed as she told the details and looked up at the ceiling as if the worlds most beautiful painting were upon it.
Lex facepalmed. It was better not to dwell on these philosophical questions such as why. What's important is that the System is here now.
"Can anyone else see you?" he asked.
"No, as of yet you have not unlocked projection capability. However it is a possibility. Furthermore no one can hear me either and you can communicate with me through your thoughts, and can give me complex orders to carry out while you may be focused on other real-time tasks. I can only help with tasks related to the Midnight Inn."
After a moment of thinking whether Lex had any other questions he might want to ask he said, "Alright, time to get to business then. Show me my Status Panel."

"With pleasure," replied Mary and waved her and a panel appeared hovering in front of him.
Name: Lex Williams
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Cultivation Level: Mortal
Health: Suboptimal (developing brain tumor, damaged muscles, damaged joints, weakened digestive system, weakened lungs, weakened heart, mild nicotine addiction...*select to display full list*)
Midnight Points: 0
Midnight Inn Level: 0
Inventory: Starter Pack
Quest: Open starter pack!
Remark: Your YouTube history is more embarrassing than your internet search history!

In the depths of a newborn universe a cultivator takes advantage of the abundant energy to refine himself a treasure. But after 14 billion years of refining and quite a few more to go he decides to entertain himself by releasing countless Systems and watching how the creatures of this fledgling universe handle them.

On Earth a young man, lost and confused about what to do with his life sits in a park and looks up at the night sky. A shooting star, a wish and a bang. When the boy finally wakes up he hears a sound, "assimilation complete. Launching System. Welcome to the Midnight Inn."

Author's Note: Hey guys, jus wanted to give you a heads up so you know what you're getting into. I have a general plan for the story and where and how I want it to end, but I've left myself room to innovate should I come up with better ideas. One very important thing to note is that although its based on Earth, the history will not be considered the same, obviously due to the prescience of cultivators. There will also be no harem although there may be multiple love interests and you won't know which one the MC ends up with until it happens. In general the story is a system novel with a relaxed theme but there will be times that require seriousness and emotional development. The MC will not get much plot armor after the first few chapters because in the story the purpose of the System is to entertain the Systems creator, not turn the MC into someone OP, so if the MC doesn't use his brains and gets in trouble the System will not bail him out. I'm open to feedback and suggestions, hope you all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Another thing, I will do my best to avoid giving out specific descriptions of my characters appearance, so you, the reader, can visualize them however you would like them to be =)

Ah, video games, where would we be without you?
Actually, I know where I would be: entirely finished writing this guide. But let us put my own inadequacy to the side and dive into our discussion of video games and novels.
While those lucky enough to have never visited Wattpad tend to argue that it is more healthy and educational to read books, novels and games share more similarities than differences.
If asked, some may go all college essay mode and spout how they are both used to escape our sad reality and have a broad range of genres, but these shared traits aren't all that important.
Sure, there is a wide variety of games. I get that. From Pacman to those porn game advertisements I'm too scared to click on, it's obvious that different folks have different strokes.
And what isn't used as an escape from the sad reality that pursuing a music career with the tuba falls flat on its face after you leave the school marching band?
But there is a deeper, more philosophical answer to this question, and that is... that you can milk the same product over and over and prey on customers who don't give a damn about originality or quality!
Zero work. Free money.
Those of you who are a bit more intellectually challenged than the rest of us may ask, why not make a game instead of a novel, since they both can be milked to death?
The answer to that brainless question is that video games have a natural filter to them. Despite their appearance, it turns out that those lines of code aren't absolute gibberish, and require some amount of competence to run properly. Compare that to what we do, and you will find that writing some crappy web novel is slightly easier.
Well, at least I think it is easier. How would I know? I'm not even an engineer for god sakes!
That's all for this imaginary Q&A. If you have any more questions, feel free to keep them to yourselves.
Now tell me, dear students, can you figure out why I am bringing any of this up? Can you guess what I am using this shitty introductory chapter for? Did you guess that we are gonna be combining these two things to create another abomination of a novel so bad that we deserve to be gunned down by whoever is unlucky enough to read a single sentence of our creation?  Awww, you guys know me too well. It's so cute to see how much you lovely readers have devolved since reading this.
Let us step forward as poor writers for the small price of going backward as a species.

Are you trying to write a novel, but you just aren't sure that you are capable of making a successful story? You're in luck! 

Anyone is capable of writing a story people will vote for, no matter how dumb you may be; just look at the power stone rankings!

By following my detailed guide, I guarantee you that those sweet readers will flock to you! From cultivation novels to whatever the last category I choose to write about, this guide leaves no base uncovered.

Now just sit back potential fanfic writers and read my book, because soon you will learn how to prey on the less intellectually gifted through the use of foolproof cliches and feel good self-insertion!

Enjoy!

A [Random Draw] card... so such a card finally appeared, and it was even in a "shard" form!
Seiji instantly understood what it was by the name. He checked the system’s explanation to confirm his thoughts, and it was just as he expected.
[When you have five [Random Draw Shards], you may combine them into a [Random Draw] card. If you don’t have enough [Random Draw Shards], you may also exchange for them with points.]
[Each [Random Draw] card will reward you with a random item.]
‘Now you’re giving me [Random Draws] and even [shards]... You’ve finally fallen to such an extent, system of mine,’ Seiji inwardly commented.
As anyone who’d played an internet-based browser game or cell phone game before would know, terms like [Random Draw] or [shards]—or their equivalent—were incredibly common in such games and the players viewed them with mixed feelings.
The thrill of [Random Draws] was addictive: there were wonderful surprises like "drawing a legendary on the first try" or depressing events like "drawing nothing but commons fifty times in a row." It was a contrast between heaven and hell, the lucky and the unlucky... and games reaped huge amounts of profit from the maths behind probability. There were probably enough regretful players to form a line around the world’s equator.
And while "shards" could give players a specific reward, they would have to obtain many of them through certain tasks or by grinding specific levels and so on, which wasn’t all that fun by itself.
Sometimes, players would even wax philosophical about it: ‘Am I playing the game, or is the game playing me?"; "Is the time spent on this worth it?"; "What is the meaning of life?’ Such philosophical questions were just a few examples from the many out there.
At any rate, if he wanted to, Seiji could comment on these two common game factors for three consecutive days and nights, but he decided to forgo that.
No matter what, it was good that he would be rewarded.
Thunderbolt Literature’s magazine would surely sell more copies, so his story would receive more exposure, and more and more readers would enjoy his work, so he would constantly receive more rewards.
‘Now that I have such a reward option, I really need to take novel writing super seriously,’ Seiji thought to himself. 'After all, popularity is strength!’
If he wrote even better novels, more readers would enjoy it, and he would reap a large number of points and items.
He continued writing his novel. And like this, it was lunchtime before he knew it.
Chiaki and Mika had both finished reading his novel and had given him excellent reviews.
"I think that your novel has the potential to be extended into a longer one... no, you definitely should continue it," Chiaki told him. "After I finished, I still wanted to read; I felt that there wasn’t enough to satisfy me."
"I also agree; Seigo’s really good at writing!" Mika gave him her honest opinion: "I... don’t know how to describe it. I just think it’s really good, and the end was rather moving. It left enough open for me to want to read more."
"It’s good that you guys like it." Seiji smiled. "As for continuing that story... I may do so in the future, but I don’t have any plans to do so right now. First, I want to focus on doing a good job for ‘Brother Monogatari,’ as I believe it will be an even better story than this short story here! That’s because I worked hard on creating it together with Shika-chan."
Seiji assumed a resolute eexpression.
Both Mika and Chiaki were rather moved; they felt that he looked really cool with such a serious expression.
"I really look forward to it... when you’re done, could you let me look at your draft?" Chiaki asked.
"I’d like to see your draft as well." Mika made the same request.
Seiji grinned. "Of course. I should say that I'm hoping for the two of you to give me an early review." 
At this moment, someone walked up to them. It was Kaho Miyamoto.
She had a lunchbox in her hand and was blushing furiously as she walked over to them. She was obviously nervous.
"I... would like to eat lunch together with you guys. Is... is that alright?"
Seiji exchanged glances with Chiaki and Mika. "Of course."
"You’re more than welcome, Miyamoto-san," Chiaki said.
"Please have a seat..." Mika chimed in.
Naturally, three of them had no problem with her presence.
Kaho inwardly heaved a sigh of relief and relaxed visibly when the trio greeted her amicably. She was still nervous, though, and sat down tentatively.
Her good friend Momoko Matsuoka had repeatedly encouraged her, and her friend's urging had bolstered her courage to the point of doing this.
If it had been up to herself, she would have been satisfied with just being able to talk to Seigo Harano during class time. A "big event" like eating lunch together with him was something to be left for later...
But Momoko argued against her way of thinking and advised her that she needed to take action as quickly as possible in order to ensure their new status as friends.
Eating together during lunchtime was common for friends to do. If she could do this much, it would secure her relationship with him as a friend.
And if she didn’t do this much, their relationship as friends—which was only verbal—would gradually fade over time if they didn’t have constant contact. Eventually, they’d end up being "casual friends."
Kaho felt that Momoko was right, so she accepted her advice and decided to take this step forward.
Voluntarily getting closer to him and adding herself to his social circle... she'd done it once already during the laser tag activity, but this was different, as this was a commonplace, everyday activity rather than a one-time event.
Participating in an one-time event together was poles apart from doing something like eating lunch with him every day.
This was truly taking a step into his social world. She had taken this step, but she hadn’t crossed the threshold just yet.
She needed to do a good job and make it through lunchtime.
Just what should she do? What should she say? Should she bring up a topic of conversation? Would she be able to follow their topics of conversation? Such anxieties filled her heart.
Everyone was able to see how nervous she was.
Seiji smiled to reassure her. "Miyamoto-san, do you like reading light novels?"
"Er... I do."
"We’re currently chatting about light novels... the one that I wrote."
Kaho's eyes widened in surprise. "Harano-san... wrote a novel!?"
A copy of Thunderbolt Literature’s magazine was placed in front of her.
Seiji explained how his short novel was published and asked her to read it as well and give him a review.
Kaho was shocked that Seigo Harano had written a light novel which had been published!
She marveled at this in her heart and quickly began reading the novel in the magazine. The beginning of the story gripped and captured her interest.
Naturally, Seiji involved her in the topic of his light novel as he began chatting with the three girls.
Unbeknownst to her, Kaho's nervousness soon dissipated due to the fact that light novels were one of her favorite topics.
By the time she finally realized it, they had finally finished a fun lunch together.
‘I succeeded!' she thought jubilantly. 'No... Harano-san succeeded...’
Kaho realized that Seigo Harano was the one who successfully helped her integrate into his social circle, and she felt a warm feeling in her chest upon realizing this.
They definitely weren’t just "casual friends." He really was treating her as his friend.
The handsome boy’s smile remained in her mind for a long time without fading.
...
Atsushi Suzuki was a normal first-year middle school student.
He wasn’t one of the most popular, nor was he an outcast in his class. He had ordinary friends, ordinary grades, and was ordinary at sports—in short, he was a perfectly ordinary student.
Since his older brother was very fond of light novels, manga, and anime, Atsushi was influenced by him and shared his tastes, albeit not to the same extent as his older brother. Just about everything he read was borrowed from his older brother. 
Today, Atsushi’s brother bought the newest week’s edition of Thunderbolt Literature’s magazine just like always and put it down on the table after finishing the series he was following. After that, he began watching some anime. Atsushi wasn’t interested in this anime, so he took the magazine back to his own room.
When he opened it up, a title in the table of contents caught his attention.
I’ll Die If I Don’t Become Handsome... This title was rather interesting, so he decided to give it a try.
Atsushi flipped to the page the story was on and played some music to listen to while reading. He soon lost himself in reading.
He laughed loudly at the comical moments, became nervous at the tense moments, and frowned when the main character acted depraved. He was overjoyed when the main character recovered his spirit and joined the final battle and was moved by the final scene.
Atsushi remained in a daze for quite a while after he finished reading.
Then, he flipped through to the beginning and read the entire story over again while paying more attention to detail.
‘This is really an amazing story. Why isn’t it a little longer? This isn’t enough at all!’
He felt that this story was his ideal light novel.
Especially the fighting scenes, as Atsushi felt like reading them was just as descriptive as watching an anime... no, it was even more vivid than watching an anime! He could imagine each scene in such vivid detail; he accredited this to the author’s nearly professional-level descriptions.
This author seemed too amazing to him.
The pen name was... Idle Dimension by The Shore.
Atsushi felt that it was a rather strange pen name but committed this name to his memory nonetheless.
This was the first time in his life he had ever committed an author’s name to his memory as well as the first time he had ever wanted to write to an author to express how much he liked the story.
Atsushi walked out of his room.
"Bro, can I write the reply letter to the magazine for this week’s edition?" he asked.
"Hmm? Of course. I don’t mind at all... but why are you suddenly interested in writing the magazine a letter?" his brother asked casually. He was curious about this unexpected request.
"There’s a story that I really enjoyed, so I wanted to write in and support the author."
"Oh, which story is it?"
Atsushi told his brother the name of the story, then he went back to his room to fill in the magazine’s reply letter.
He voted for I’ll Die If I Don’t Become Handsome as his #1 favorite in the magazine’s weekly fan poll.
He wasn’t the only reader to do this.


Translator note: Apologies to the readers. This series is currently on hiatus. We ask for your understanding!
A 30-year-old Chinese NEET is reincarnated into the body of an otaku that choked to death on instant noodles. As he comes to grips with his new life, he realizes that this world is subtly different from Earth. The denizens of this world are far better looking, and this new world also possesses futuristic technology as well as mysterious Yin Yang masters! 
After reincarnating, he realized that he was endowed with a miraculous game-like system, which enables him to increase his own stats and transcend the limits of the human body. This system even has a game-breaking ability to save and load in real life!
In this new world that’s akin to a 2-D game, he just wants to enjoy life and head for a glorious future... However, he is quickly embroiled in a complex plot. Can he unlock his true potential and utilize his system to break the shackles that confine him and discover the truth about his previous body’s circumstances? 


Jasper Celeb Maker, age 30. AKA "Writer Psychosis"
  He's known to be a young man who become success in his writer career, earn the title [Ultimate Macaulay] by his age of 23.
He's undeniable to be (a bit)vulgar and as such complex meanings in his speeches, but he's attractive to people due to his... 'philosophical' mindset.
...for one with "Superior" writing prodigy, it reasonable he has his own view of the world.
It was, however, his inner problem that get himself into writing obsession - not many of his friends know but he and his family experience such nasty car accident when he were 15. He suffered from PTSD(post-traumatic stress disorder) about car accident and fire even since then...
  His Mother "Mrs. Maker" - Died on the spot, only her bloodstained green ribbon was remain at his keepsake. at for his Father "Enrico Howard Maker" - He's died from his 'illness' in the hospital right after Jasper being promoted to Ultimate Macaulay.
 That was the start of his inner problem...
a habit of writing everything he saw to be an opportunity to lighting up his novels, in every paper surfaces with every 'ink' he could get his hand on, he'd to the point of using his blood from his finger to record it IF he wish he could.
 
   But even with all the fame he got though hard works, up until now his father illness and a car accident that give him lingering nightmares nowadays.
Those visions...
Those...guilt he still fled inside his heart.
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You probably won't believe or want to read it.
By this day, night or the next,
Every time you read this story, 
Diaries wrote by Jasper C. Maker "Writer Psychosis" about his "dreams"...
What happen in his 'dream worlds' he travelled, will soon be told...

This is a story from 'Dream Diary' of young man who is [Ultimate Macaulay]; Jasper C. Maker. AKA "Writer Psychosis". at complex the stories, it still his dreams.

DISCLAIMER: I am veing particular with regards to english translated online novels.

I would not claim to be an avid reader, heck I just started my reading career, again for lack of a better word, like a few years prior. And to be honest I never liked having to go through pages and pages of what only seems to be plain letters on a page.

But, I am not sure if I have said it before, but these online novels just drew me to them like a moth to the flame. There is just a certain kind of charm in reading the stories written by people on the internet. I do not know what the reason is nor what the reason is for, but I just could not help myself.

At first most of my reading time was spent on stories about protagonists living in their world, trying to survive and succeed in that dog-eat-dog world where they and other characters inhabit. That was at the beginning.

But as I continued to dive into the community of internet storytellers and storytelling, I guess it was inevitable, I encountered stories of a different sort. The sort which had, to me, a different trajectory with how it present itself, a new flavor in storytelling per se. And might I add it was a flavor that I could never get enough of, and that until today if you somehow offered me a story with that sort of premise, you might actually have my ears to listen. From the title itself I am pretty sure you already know what it is.

I do not know why it was, what it is about, finding ones' self in another world that I find truly compelling. It usually involves, as you know, the protagonist finding his or herself  in another world and having to navigate through that world and ultimately finding renewed purpose in life and by virtue of this renewed purpose, for the most part, his or her success. Not only as a character but also an individual. Whatever that success may be.

There many methods, storytelling-wise, to achieve this desired premise. Though for the most part it usually revolves around two big ones. Reincarnation and Transmigration.

As you know reincarnation is the phenomenon where you die and then you inhabit the body of another, and I mean to say another is in, it could you were human once then you become a fly. The idea itself is rooted in Hinduism and Buddhism, largely. Whose definition, in terms of online novels has been broadened to include if you were human in this world, then you die and become a fly in the next one.

Transmigration is the different sort where you do not have to undergo the process of experiencing the death of your current physical self, as is typical of reincarnation, to end up in the other world.

But I will have to put in a disclaimer here, that from what I surmise, it seems the terms could be used interchangeably. And why is that? Well, because of the nature of self in these stories. I am not going to go in deep into philosophical implications or what not but here is not the thing, remember what I said about reincarnation where you, a human die and then become a fly in your next life. Well transmigration, also, does not exempt you from ultimately having to inhabit a different body, or perhaps a transformed one, in the 'other world'. And that is not to talk about the soul, and memory, which is something I would like to talk about another time.

So what is so compelling about stories like these that drew me to it? Well I did say that I do not know, right? But perhaps I do, deep down I do, and I just did not acknowledge it. Others may do and may have had an acknowledgement, others may not.

I think that it is perhaps the reflection of a dream, a wish, a longing for perhaps a redo, a remake, a starting over, if one could put it that way. That perhaps somehow, one can truly achieve the happiness he or she desires. That in the world we live in today where the very definition of what success, purpose, and happiness should be and look like continues to become narrower and narrower, perhaps, we can have hope to strive for something more meaningful, something more worth our while. To redefine what is possible and what it means to find purpose, to be successful, and ultimately what it means to be happy.

What do you think? I would like to know your thought in the comments. Until then, peace.

Dying is a very funny thing. It is the end of everything, right. The end of your time is what I always thought. Being dead is such a strange feeling. It's like being free but also lost. I don't know how much time passed, but I woke up in a strange room filled with water that looked like the night sky with stars under my feet. The water didn't feel wet, nor did it make my clothes wet. It was so strange, so dream-like. I didn't know what to feel or think; it just felt like a dream.
"Hmm, I see another soul," said a calming voice in front of me.
"Who-" I couldn't even finish what I had just said before a man appeared in front of me. He was handsome, but not in the way of being anything sexy. No handsome in a way that you would want him to be your role model in life like you wanted to push yourself towards greatness to make him proud of you.
"You are a soul here in death like the many before you," He said. Again his voice was calming, like a father to his son or a mother to her child. I didn't know which it was, but I felt oddly calm around him.
"Who are you? where am I? are you, god?" I said to him, calming.
"hmm, such questions that I always get with souls like you. Where am I? Am I really dead? What happened to my family/friends? Are you god? These are common questions of mortals who know not what it is beyond their small world."
'What does that even mean? I just wanted to know some basic stuff, not something philosophical.' I thought to myself hoping he couldn't hear my thoughts
"You like the many others like you, souls don't stay here long. They all have requested things that they want to be made. I want to be strong, I want to be handsome, I want a system, all requests for the better meant of themselves, never thinking of the souls in the world that they will change. For the better or worse they care not of it." He said to me.
I was beginning to think this person, or thing was a grandfather. He never gave me an answer to my questions but gave me more questions. What did he mean souls don't stay here long, and the request that is made here. What does that mean? Is he talking about the world that people make, novels, anime, and mangas? That would be crazy and downright just...crazy. Those are fantasy they aren`t real. They couldn't be real, they just couldn't it wasn't and shouldn't be possible right?
"What do you mean by that?" I said to him with confusion in my voice
"So many souls come and go. Never staying in one place at a time, and never satisfied with what was given to them, nor what was their mission. Their purpose in life"
This is getting annoying is he senile, so many questions that come to my mind. The words he says it doesn't make sense. I thought I would go to heaven or....please no hell. I didn't think that I would die here talking to this person and saying crazy stuff. Is...is this my hell. On God, if this is my hell this is just...weird. In a beautiful place with stars in the water under my feet and a handsome father-like figure in front of him, only to realize that the father figure is FUCKING SENILE. This has got to be the most interesting way to torture someone...That someone being me, unfortunately.
"Sigh, you are a soul like the others before you. Thinking of the gifts to be given, but not what the gift means or why the gift was given to you in the first place. You and the souls before you. Is this how far it will go?" He said to both me and myself
Okay, now I am really confused about what is going on here. Is he talking to me, myself, or something else. How the fuck can I understand what he means by this. I just asked him where I am, and what this place was. I didn't think it would become like this. This is just want to leave. I feel like I am with an old person who is just saying stuff, and you can't get away from them because it would be rude or inappropriate to leave them.
"Hmm sir, can you please tell me what is going on, and what you mean by what you are saying?" I ask him maybe I can figure something out about what the FUCK he is talking about.
"To the place of the others you will go"
"WHAT? AR-" I couldn't even finish the sentence before my vision became darker, and before I knew it the whole world became black again.
Waking up again, or at least what felt like waking up. I don't know anymore it feels like waking up in a dream, just to wake up in a dream again. Everything just doesn't feel real right now. I calm down a little and start to feel around me. The first thing I notice is that I am floating or something like that and that I am warm and very comfortable right now. I feel like I am on the best bed ever made with a blanket that just got out of the dryer. The warm and comfortable feeling, it was an amazing feeling. I felt tired though I wanted to sleep but I didn't know where, or what was going on.
"@#$%$#@" I could hear a voice outside? I need to figure out where the fuck I am right now. I was tired before but now I am fully focused right now. I could feel like I had limbs after getting a little more focused.
'Okay I have limbs, lets at least feel what, and where the fuck I am.' I thought to myself. Pushing around I felt a warm wall? Why is there a warm wall... Then it hit me like a fucking train. The dots all connected around me. What the father-figure said to me, The warm feeling around me, The floating feeling I felt, The warm wall. I was reborn, and that I was in the womb of someone that I didn't know. I have to be honest with you I was......FREAKING THE FUCK OUT. What the hell do you want someone to do when they had just died, left their life, met a god-like being, only to wake up in the womb of someone as...a...FUCKING BABY. I was seriously freaking out right now, where am I, yes I know that I am in a womb thank you very much. What timeframe is this? What world is this? Do I have powers? All the reincarnated animes and novels went through my mind. Maybe...just maybe I have something I can use in the world around me.
'status?' I thought to myself. Hoping that maybe I have an OP system or something along those lines. A couple of minutes, or what feels like minutes pass and nothing happens
'Okay, so I don't have an OP system that, so maybe I have magic...Maybe there is mana around me and I can cultivate here in the womb' I thought to myself, honestly, I am mostly doing this because one I have no idea how long I will be in here, and two It is going to be BORING AS HELL. I like to sleep don't get me wrong, but sleeping for days, weeks, months at a time, not for this guy.
Concentrating on the area around me and the feeling inside my body I tried to sense anything that could be described as magic, mana, or whatever the fuck you want to call it. To my total.....disappointment I felt nothing...Nothing at all. I didn't have an OP system, I couldn't feel magic around me, and I couldn't cultivate. 'WELL...SHIT' I thought to myself, as I couldn't speak or could I had no idea and I didn't really want to find out. I guess I will just sleep...I mean that's the only thing I can do. This is going to be.....FUCKING BORING AS HELL.

It's been an eternity since he died or have taken his slumber. Many things happen to his world. The world 🌎 he left behind become a heaven that birthed gods and goddesses. They are made from his essence , will and wishes. Many of these gods/goddesses fulfill the role they have been granted. Some make their own universes from the imagination of mankind, or as many say it greatest creation such as anime, manga, novels and many more.
This world is now what we called multiverse that many want to experience and transmigrated into, NEETS mostly. Many of these universe are progressing faster than others. Some is more on laidback in their progress and more focused on their world essence such , mana or magic, chakra, ki or qi and many more. Some more technologically advanced than the others or the other are just late bloomers.

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In the very very vast abyss, there lay a man whose features, body and aura is what they called celestial and immortal like. This man right here is our MC who have been sleeping for eternity.
And a miracle happen that is thought impossible by the fates. The man is shining so bright that if there is anyone they would turn blind or worse turns to ash by this other worldly brightness. Then the our MC banish leaving only silence and emptiness in the abyss.
And in a far away universe, one of the multiverse, there lays a sleeping lazy man who all wanted in life is to sleep and not do anything in life. He doesn't feel anything but something amazing happened in his soul. He is merging with THE TRUE OVERLORD. the personalities is very the same like a two piece of a puzzle that perfectly fits. 
He sleep not even knowing what will happens. 

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In the realms of the gods and goddesses, you could see a great disturbance in there.
Everyone is in panic. They fill their lord returns. But the problem is they can't find him at all. The gods is issuing commands on all their subjects to search for a disturbance in their realms and planes. 
But nobody could find him. And the perpetrator for all this is soundly asleep, not even knowing what is in store for him.

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It's really Wonderer because I want him to be portrayed as philosophical person who always wonders what are things are for other than what is obvious or anything.

Thanks to you all.

He is once someone whose name nobody even would otter without reverence. Yet after his death instead of eternal slumber, he found himself in the world where he never known of. 

Would he settle in the world or search for his one true dream.

'Ah!' After three never-ending months of school, the vacations are finally here. It is just so hard to study, we students definitely deserve a break. Well, today is the first day of vacations and we are meeting up in the bookstore. The bookstore in this city is a really amazing place where we all used to go everytime. Since there are a lots of comics and novels there, we never stop discussing about what we read.

I entered the bookstore and went to our usual place. Everyone were there and they all seemed to be busy reading something. They did not even notice me coming in. "Hey guys!" I spoke, gaining their attention as all of their eyes turned towards me. "Hey Emma! Come and read this book, it is interesting." Alexa invited me to read the book which she was reading.  We both were huge fans of horror novels and comics. Jack always read self motivating books and Rex was a huge fan of any comic you buy for him.

We both started reading the books while discussing about it. "Guys, I am going to bring some cold drinks for us. It is really hot now." Rex said. Jack showed him a thumbs up while me and Alexa continued reading. Rex went out. Everything was silent once again. It was really unusual since Rex would always laugh out loud. Now that he's gone, it is really quite and peaceful. 

"Hey peeps! I am back!". Rex said as he entered the room again. He gave us all our favourite drinks and continued reading his comic. It was hours now and we all finished reading the books. "So guys, anything to talk about or should we go home?" Alexa asked. "Sharing your pain with others, relieves your stress and sharing your happiness with others increases you happiness." Jack, suddenly said an philosophical dialogue. We were confused for a while. Out of a sudden, this guy spoke. 

"Before he starts his lecture, we should start talking about something else." Rex said, knowing of what was going to happen. Yeah, better. "So guys, what are you guys planning this vacations?" I asked. "Nothing. Precisely not a single thing." Alexa replied. "We were planning to go on a tour to London but mom and dad have to gonna business trip tomorrow, so that is cancelled." Jack replied. "Why don't we plan something? How about we go on long drive and then we can also camp outside the city? How's that?" Rex came up with the plan. "Well, I have to aske my parents." Jack replied. "Yeah, we all do. And you and Emma are also underage to drive." Alexa said. "I know that. But Jack has license, he can drive pretty well. We both have gone to mall one day and he was driving amazingly." Rex replied. "Well, let's meet tomorrow in the coffee shop after asking permission from our parents. Alright?" I said. "Done." They all said in unison and looked at each other. 

We bid our goodbyes to each other and went our ways to home. After reaching home, I went straight to my mom's room. She was not there. 'She must be gardening.' I thought as I made an approach towards the garden. "Mom?" I spoke, not sure of mom being there. I went to lookd outside to see mom wearing headphones singing crazily to her favourite song while watering the plants. She then turned her head and saw me standing there. "Oh dear, you're back." Mom said as soon as she removed the headphones. 

"Mom, I wanted to ask one thing." I said nervously, shifting my right leg back and forth. "Yes, I am listening." Mom replied. Even though, I was sure that my mom might allow but one part of me was saying that she won't. "Well mom, my friends and I have planned to go on a camp after some days. So, will you allow me to go?" I asked. "Oh dear, you have grown up enough to make your own decisions. You can go. I won't stop you but be careful, ok?" My mom replied with her bright smile. "Thanks mom! I love you so much!" I said and ran to my room.

'Ding!' A message came. 'When are we supposed to meet actually?' Alexa messaged us in group. 'Tomorrow at 4:30 pm.' I wrote since it was the only time Jack and Alexa would get out of the house. 'Ok.' Alexa replied. I kept my phone and washed up, getting ready for dinner.

It is going to be fun.

Four high school students, tired of having a boring life, decided to go on a long drive to have some adventure.

Little did they know that the incident will leave them in a life-or-death situation. 

What will they do? Will they choose to live or to die?

The mysteries will unfold as they discover more about themselves in the journey of surviving the unknown universe where they are TRAPPED IN BETWEEN.


On break due to exams. LOL

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