A story about a young girl and her life experiences.

"Aku ingin memiliki mata membara nya, aku ingin memiliki rambut yang bersinar itu dan aku ingin cinta yang indah ini"
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Dia adalah CINTA PERTAMAKU...

The Competition is an action-packed story in which 4 students at Kurosaki Academy are striving to be the 4 next Power Kings. (The people that protect all beings throughout the world) the main protagonist Mazoku is a secret demon spawn, believed to have no powers. but he doesn’t know that.

Character Descs ~~~~

Mazoku
Hair: Black
Hairstyle: Karma Akabane
Clothes: Black trenchcoat, White Gloves, white hightops and a wallet chain
Eye color: Bronze
Ability: ???

Ichiro
Hair: Black
Hairstyle: Levi, Itachi
Clothes: white shirt, jacket around waist & black jeans
Eye color: Dark brown
Ability: Firestarter

Kaito
Hair: White and light blue
Hairstyle: Minato Arisato
Clothes: Suit
Eye color: light blue
Ability: Regeneration 

Negiro
Hair:

Entering the house, Nathan immediately removed his shoes and socks.

Nathan comes from an average-income household. His mother was a housewife and his father was a policeman.

In the country of Muwin, religion plays a major role in society, making it a conservative country.

There are two religions that dominate this country, Trinity and Iklas.

In the northern part of the country, Trinity is the most popular religion. Meanwhile, at the South is Iklas.

Between the two religions, Trinity is the lenient one when it comes to traditional gender roles.

The place where Nathan's place is at is a small city called Latif city which is located in the center of Muwin.

His parents' religion is Iklas. Although neither of them takes religion seriously, just the right amount, when it comes to attitude and practices, they more or less lean more on the Iklasian side and the culture of South Muwinians. 

"Nathan, is that you?" a female voice called out from the living room.

It was his mother.

"Yeah."

"The food is already cooked. Just serve yourself."

Nathan's mother was busy watching TV.

He went to the kitchen to have lunch.

Nathan doesn't mind serving himself and eating alone. He prefers it and is used to doing things his own way anyway. 

However, when his father is at home, his mother presents herself as a perfect housewife and they eat together as a family.

As for his father, he rarely comes home. On the rare occasions that he does come home, aside from eating together, the only time he interacts with Nathan is when he's disciplining him which can be very physical at times.

The reason why his family is like this, Nathan isn't exactly sure why, but he could speculate the cause. One time, one of his relatives "accidentally" told him that his father and mother were forced into an arranged marriage by their parents which is a common practice in the religion of Iklas.

After washing the dishes, he immediately brushed his teeth and head to his room to change into civilian clothing.

He then went to the living room.

"Mother, I'm going now."

His mother, who was watching TV, looked at Nathan.

"Where's your uniform?"

"We're just going to practice for graduation this afternoon and my teacher said we could wear civilian clothes if we want," Nathan said with a straight face and no hint of nervousness could be seen on him.

His mother pulled out some cash in her pocket.

"Be sure to come home before 6:00 pm. Your uncle and aunt along with your cousins just arrived yesterday from Womania and are staying at a hotel. They want to have dinner with us tonight."

'From Womania? If it's my uncle and aunt from Womania, that would be Amir and Aena's parents.'

"Yes, mother."

Nathan took the money from his mother's hands and immediately headed to the front door to wear shoes and head out.

***

Nathan closed the gate when suddenly someone tackled him from the side.

"Gotcha!"

Nathan was closed to 6ft and was muscular, while the person who just tackled him was smaller and thinner. Because of that, the person wasn't able to push him down.
 
It was Karen.

She had her long black hair tied into a ponytail and was dressed in civilian clothes: white shirt, blue jeans, and rubber shoes.

Nathan, on the other hand, who had short hair, was wearing a slim-fit black shirt, gray jeans, and black shoes.

Seeing her trying to push him to the ground, Nathan was about to grab her shoulders but stopped when his hands were only just a few centimeters away.

He dropped his hands.

"What are you doing?"

Karen let go and backed away.

"There question here is: Where are YOU going?"

Nathan raised an eyebrow.

"What are you talking about? I'm going to school."

With a smug look on her face, Karen said, "If there's anything I know about you, you hate being rushed and told what to do. And plus, you like to do things at your own pace."

"What does that have to do with me going to school?"

"We still have 35 minutes left before we have to go to school and you're not the type who likes to go to school early, especially if it's just for something like graduation practice. So will you tell me where you're going?"

Nathan shrugged his shoulders. 

"People can change, you know."

He turned and started walking away.

"Let's wait for Vincent and Nikki then. We still have 35 minutes anyway."

"I'll pass on that."

"Oh well, you leave me no choice," said Karen and she took a deep breath. "MRS. MAKHAD, NATHAN IS GOING TO CUT CLASSES. HE'S --"

Nathan immediately turned back, rushed to Karen and covered her mouth.

He leaned over and harshly whispered, "What are you doing?!"

Karen removed Nathan's hand that was covering her mouth and leaned closer to him as well.

"You're going downtown to watch that new sci-fi movie, aren't you?"

Smelling the minty scent coming from her breath, it was only then Nathan realized that their faces were so close that their lips were only an inch away from locking together, causing him to blush.

He immediately distanced himself and looked away.

"No, I'm not."

"MRS. MAK--"

Nathan closed her mouth once again.

"Okay, okay, okay. You win. What do you want?"

"Take me with you."

"What?"

"Come on. It's been a while since you and I went out alone anyway."

Hearing that, Nathan's heart started to flutter madly and soared into the sky.

"And plus, I get irritated whenever I see Vincent chasing that woman around like a puppy. I'm going to watch that movie and spoil every detail to Vincent. Wahahaha~!"

Hearing this, Nathan felt like his heart was ripped apart and was quickly falling from the sky. 

However, he didn't show any negative emotions on his face. He maintained his every day bored expression that Karen and Vincent were familiar with.

"Just so you know, I won't have any extra money to buy for snacks if I'm going to pay for you ticket," Nathan said.

Karen immediately grabbed onto his arm. "No problem. I have enough money here to buy us snacks and even ride a taxi around the city. Let's go!"

She dragged him.

Karen came from an average-income household as well. But compared to Nathan's family, both of her parents had jobs and were working for the government.

*** 

Nathan and Karen were already inside the cinema and watching the movie.

When they were already half-way of the movie, Karen got bored and fell asleep. But before sleeping, she told him to make sure to watch the movie carefully and so that he can tell her what happened on the way home.

Nathan already expected this to happen which is why he didn't invite her in the first place. He knew that she preferred to watch movies about love or comedy.

As for Vincent, lately, he was busy courting Nikki so he didn't invite him.  

*** 

"Karen, wake up."

Nathan was nudging her shoulder.

The movie already ended and the lights were on.

As for his opinion about the movie, it was mixed. He liked it, but at the same time it also felt lacking – one of the reasons would be that he wanted more scenes of the alien speaking and talking about the truth of the universe and its lifeforms.  

"Hey, wake up."

Karen opened her eyes and looked around.

"It's done?"

She stretched before standing up.

"Yeah, come on."

Nathan started heading out and she followed suit.

"Where are we going to do next?"

Nathan checked his phone. 

3:00 pm.

Their class usually ends up at 4:30 pm and he arrives at home by around 4:45 pm to 5:00 pm before going out again at 6:00 pm to go to the gym.

"Go home," Nathan answered.

"We can't!"

"Well, I can because my uncle and aunt from Womania along with their children are coming to visit. I'm just going to tell my mother that we were dismissed early."

"Which cousins?"

"Amir and Aena."

"Oh, it's been a while since I've seen them. Is Amir still dating that woman who won the title of Ms. Latif two years ago?"

"How should I know?"

"You guys are cousins, right? I heard that boys like to talk about women when they're together so you should know."

"You know that Amir and I barely speak with each other. Plus, who told you that?"

Nathan always felt weird hanging out with Amir. Aside from the fact that Amir was 2 years old than him, the people that he hangs out with are too classy for him that he couldn't relate with them. One time, he played outdoor basketball with Amir and his friends, they put on lotion before playing.  Sure, they were concerned about getting a sunburn, but at least do that in private.

"I read it in a magazine and on the internet. Oh, I forgot, you don't care about getting a girlfriend. In fact, I've never seen you flirting with a woman before."

Nathan didn't answer and wanted to face-palm.

Karen wrapped her arm around Nathan's arm and they continued walking. 

"Hey, I can't go home right now."

"You can go to school and join in the practice. There's still so much time left."

"Are you crazy?"

Karen punched his arm.

Nathan laughed. 

"I didn't force you to come with me, remember?"

"Let me stay are your place for the moment."

"Nope, you talk too much."

"Don't worry, I won't touch your porn collection inside your laptop."

"..."

"If you're going to leave me here, I'm going to tell on you."

"Sometimes I can't tell whether you're smart or just dumb. You do realize that that would also burn you, right?"

"Nathan, come on, don't go home and accompany me. Oh, tell me about the movie."

"The movie that I just paid for us to watch?"

"I bought snacks, right? I'll buy you snacks again."

Nathan let out a sigh.

"Okay, but I'm going to order a lot."

"Fine."

Karen, who was still holding onto Nathan's arm, suddenly stopped walking, causing him to stop as well.

"What's wrong?"

Karen had her head down and her gaze cast on the floor.

"Nathan… does Vincent know that I have feelings for him?" 

Nathan's expression jumped from shock to dark and then to concern. But in his eyes remained a hint of jealousy.

'I guess this smokescreen game that we've been playing for years will come to an end very soon…'

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"I am a Chosen One! I refuse to bow down to society! Society must bow down to me!" 


Nathan is your average 24-year old man. Just like everyone else, he experienced both pain and happiness in his life which shaped him into the man who he is. 


One day, God unleashed a zombie apocalypse and gave humanity the System that allows them to level-up, forever changing the world. And among the humans, there are beings called Chosen Ones who are slightly better off than the average humans. 


Follow the journey of a man who slowly descends into madness as he survives in a zombie apocalypse and rises to power. 


Author's note: I took some ideas from the novel [God and Devil World].

It didn't take too much time after getting my idea out there for Dom to show up, he was wearing a holding with a controller on it, some jeans and his hair was messy. He was a short guy, 5 feet exactly but he very chill and kind to others.

"Hey guys, sorry for the wait." He took a seat next to Sam and just laid back in his chair, he looked exhausted.

"Not a problem, we were just brain storming some ideas for The Realm and with James here we came up with a good base plan." Pat looked worried when he noticed Don's exhaustion.

"Well game launches in tonight so it's good that we got a base plan...." Yawning Dom just rested his head on the table.

After everyone made it a lot of brainstorming went on until the base plan was solid, after game launch they would each make a core that will achieve a greater effect once they merged their domains. After they would slowly cultivate their own worlds and do there best to create the races they wanted after I told them about only being able to choose human and humanoid races.
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Back at my apartment, I let out a yawn after being able to relax after today's events. Even though we're friends we haven't really got together like then since high school so it was more than a little tense on my part.

Laying down in the Pod I couldn't help but think back to the form, that this world being real. As the time ticked down thoughts of actually losing what I put so much time into just because I played The Realm like any other game, I can't let that happen.
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My [Domain] was slowly starting to grow, the reason for such was the fact that my core was close to breaking through, it would currently at tier 3 of the first rank, when it brakes through into the second rank the mana should increase by a lot.

Lori-el look empty, every continent had no intelligent civilization inhabiting them, only the islands in between the three smaller continents had activity, maybe I made too big of a world?

"Hey, James..." Bell appeared out of nowhere and she had the look of a child when they know they did something wrong.

"Hey, Bell." I didn't put to much mind to it as there was a commotion going on at Idarirth, the island the humans inhabit.

"James...there's something you should know...I took the liberty of choosing a champion for you while you were gone!" She spoke quickly when she reached the end of her sentence.

"You what?" I was annoyed but there was really no changing the past now.

"I'm so sorry!" She looked scared at my annoyance.

"Look, I won't do anything to you but don't do that again, from now on if it has something to do with me you have to get my permission." It was best to get this out now then later when she does something way worse.

"Also..." She stopped and it seemed like she didn't want to continue.

"What?" I just wanted to look at the humans but Bell was showing me down.

"Your champion has created a religion off you, your being worshiped by his followers!" Before I could ask questions she already returned to her [Domain] and stopped me from reaching her.

"...what!?..." That was not what I need right now!

How bad could it be, maybe it's just a small cult that will be forgotten as time goes on, hopefully.

"Shit!" I could feel a headache creeping in. My 'worshipers' wasn't a small little cult, no, it was a dang full-blown religion! The champion bell chose ended up worshiping me as the 'God of Fate' and he spread his religion to all he could.

Not only was he the leader of a dang rebellion he was also currently fighting with the royal family and the Kingdom of Gold. But the best part was the system Bell put in place for religions, as a sort of validation only the religions with a real God got 'blessings'.

Priest of my religion could use their 'blessings' to look into people's fate, when change it a bit.The more worshipers a 'true' religion got the more 'blessings became available.

The real question was how many years past while I was offline?
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Aldwin sat in front of a long table with a bunch of other people sitting in other chairs. Before them a map of Inarith was spread out all along the table showing the borders and cities of The kingdom of Gold and The Flame Kingdom.

Twenty years ended up passing while I was off and in those twenty years a lot seemed to happen. First thing that caught my attention was the Flame Kingdon, ten years after Aldwin reached the Barbarian Lands he founded the kingdom with the Firemane Clan.

They laid low for a while and expanded their control to the whole Barbarian Lands forming the kingdom that stood before me now. After convincing the people of the Barbarian Lands the pro's of magic it slowly started to become well-received.

Now you can spot a mage tower in every city, hundreds of aspiring mages would visit the tower each day to apply for admission into their teaching system. Shila ended up becoming head mistress of the number one mage tower, The Tower of Fate, which resided in the capital of the Flame Kingdom.

Red went on to becoming ruler of the number one assassin organization tied closely to the ruling family. What I didn't expect was for the two to hook up, the two always bickered but now they raised two kids.

The tank of their group ended up dying somewhere, I guess not everyone gets a happy ending.

Aldwin had visibly aged, wrinkles started to appear and his hair started to turn white from age. But don't let his appearance fool you, he already touched upon what should have been out of mortals reach. He had already taken the first step to ascending to divinity.

"Maybe I can fix this little headache easier then I thought..." I did not want a religion about me, it seems cool and all but that was too much work for me to handle. 

My religion was based on fate, this was something that definitely was good in mortal hands. It allowed them to temper with the very fate of mortals, either from improving or destroying the fates of others. 

My plan was to remove this power, Bell made the system for religions and it allowed me to shut this feature off. This way they will forget about me and believe I don't exist. But I couldn't give my races another reason to suppress religions, maybe Aldwin wouldn't mind a religion about him?

Currently taking a brake

With the new release of The Realm James is one of the first few thousand who were given a first generation Pod to play the new game. Join James on his journey in the new game? World?
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I release a chapter Monday, Wednesday, and Friday

This is my first time writing so if you find mistakes please point it out so I can't get better.

For  a  long  time,  I  lay  tossing  in  my  bed  at  night,  thinking  about  the  anti-Muslim  slogans  written  on the  blackboard.  Without  any  genuine  reason,  people  have  associated  sleep  with  the  shutting  of  eyes. A  person  can  remain  awake  throughout  his  life,  with  his  eyes  shut  all  the  time.  In  the  same  way, there  are  a  large  number  of  people  in  the  world  who  are  always  asleep  while  their  eyes  are  open. Perhaps,  the  fact  is  that  what  we  regard  as  sleep,  is  not  sleep  at  all,  because,  sleep  is  related  to  the peace  of  our  mind  and  heart,  and  not  to  the  shutting  of  our  eyes.  It  appeared  to  me  as  if  for  centuries, I had  only been shutting  my eyes,  without  ever  being able  to sleep. The  next  morning,  Kamran  dropped  me  at  the  University.  While  we  were  in  the  parking,  we  saw Sarah  coming  out  of  her  white  Battle  Car.  Kamran  was  fully  attentive  towards  her,  who  was  looking extremely  beautiful  in  her  blue  skirt  and  high  necked  white  sweater.  He  whistled  and  said,  "Medi dear,  you  never  told  me  that  such  beauties  also  come  to  your  university.  When  is  your  next  semester going  to start?  Today, I'm  very much  ashamed  of my  ignorance." "Don't  try  to  be  so  smart.  This  is  the  same  Jewess  who  is  deadly  against  me  and  thus,  there's  no need  for you to be  so much  interested  in her.  She's  bitterly  against  the  Muslims." But  Kamran  remained  defiant  and  acting  in  accordance  with  his  old  habit,  he  described  her  as similar  to  a  famous  Hollywood  actress.  He  had  always  been  in  the  habit  of  finding  similarities  in  the facial  features  of  smart  people  and  well-known  actors  and  actresses.  Whenever  he  could  find  such  a similarity,  he  started  calling  that  person by the  name  of that  actor  or actress. Kamran  heaved  a  deep  sight  and  spoke  "No  problem  my  dear  if  she  is  a  Jewess.  Jews  are  also included  among  the  People  of  the  Book.  She  seems  to  me  just  like  Salma  Hike.  Having  hostilities with  such  a  pretty  girl  is  of  no  use.  I  withdraw  my  old  suggestion  and  strongly  recommend  that  you should have  friendship with  her." With  a  great  deal  of  difficulty,  I  sent  him  back.  In  the  meantime,  Sarah  had  also  got  down  from  the car  and  was  busy  talking  to  another  student.  While  driving  past  her,  Kamran  tried  to  be  as  near  as possible  to  Sarah  but  she  did  not  take  any  particular  notice  of  his  action.  As  I  was  going  forward carrying  my bag,  Sarah called  me  from  behind.    "Mr. Hammad,  wait  a  minute  please." As  I  halted,  Sarah  quickly  came  to  me,  properly  arranging  her  untied  hair  which  could  be  seen fluttering  in the  air. "Rebecca  gave  me  your  message.  Throughout  my  life,  I've  never  felt  the  need  for  giving explanations  of  my  actions  to  anyone.  But  at  the  same  time,  I've  never  allowed  anyone  to  accuse  me of  something  done  by  others.  I  didn't  write  all  that  on  the  blackboard.  In  fact,  I've  no  need  to  write such things,  because, I express  my views  quite  openly  and have  the  full  courage  to do so." "Then  how  should  I  interpret  your  explanation?  Are  you  advocating  on  behalf  of  your  friends?  Of course, it  must  have  been done  by one  of them."     "No, I'm  not  advocating  on behalf  of anyone  of them  because, truth  needs  no advocates." "But  truth  does  require  some  solid  arguments  and  proofs;  and  those  who  don't  have  these  things vent  out  their  fury and frustration  by doing  such  childish things." Sarah  looked  attentively  towards  me  and  spoke  in  a  rather  harsh  tone.  "I  don't  know  about  others but  as  far  as  I'm  concerned,  I've  got  thousands  of  arguments  to  support  my  viewpoint.  But  I  don't want  to waste  my time  as  well  as  yours  in explaining  these  arguments  for proving the  truth." In  reply,  I  informed  her  of  my  decision.  "If  one  of  us  succeeds  in  convincing  the  other  about  his  or her  truth, the  other one  will  follow  his  or her path. Do you agree?" Sarah  was  startled  and  as  she  looked  towards  me,  she  saw  the  challenge  hidden  in  my  eyes.  "I agree  and I'll  be  extremely  happy to  defeat  you."    "Only  the  coming  time  will  decide  it.  Best  of luck." ht  have  concluded  that  we  were  the  two  arrows  shot  from  the  same  bow  at  the  same  time  in  two opposite  directions. On  that  day,  members  of  Sarah's  gang  made  a  number  of  satirical  remarks  intended  for  me  but  I remained  silent.  Rebecca  was  a  close  friend  of  Sarah,  but  for  some  unknown  reason,  after  that  day, she  started  sitting  with  me  on  the  same  desk.  Two  students  could  sit  on  each  of  the  desks  placed  in the  classroom  but  since  the  beginning  of  the  classes  till  that  day,  I  used  to  sit  alone  on  my  desk. Apparently,  Rebecca  was  a  lively,  energetic,  noisy,  vivacious  and  hilarious  girl,  always  clad  in  jeans and  jacket  and  always  chewing  gums.  She  was  full  of  fun  and  activity  and  looked  like  a  carefree butterfly.  While  walking,  when  she  moved  her  boy  cut  hair,  it  was  enough  to  quicken  the  heartbeats of  all  the  young  boys  standing  around  her.  But  when  she  started  sitting  with  me  on  the  same  desk,  I realized  that  she  had as  much  interest  in her studies  as  in  her frivolous  and  coquettish  activities. A  boy  named  Jim,  who  was  apparently  a  Jew,  was  the  leader  of  Sarah's  gang.  Tina  was  another active  member  of  their  group.  Thus,  it  was  a  gang  of  four,  consisting  of  Sarah,  Jim,  David  and  Tina. In  fact,  the  whole  gang  acted  upon  Sarah's  instructions.  One  day,  during  the  break,  when  Jim  made some  cartoons  and  wrote  some  funny  sentences  to  amuse  the  students,  I  at  once  judged  from  his writing  that  it  was  he  who  had  written  those  anti-Muslim  sentences  on  the  blackboard.  However, after  that  day,  no  one  attempted  to  write  such  words  again  on  the  blackboard.  But  I  knew  very  well that  the  lava  was  boiling  beneath  this  apparent  calm.  On the  third  day, it  was  announced  that  an interdepartmental  speech  competition  was  going  to  be  held  at  the  University  and  all  the  students  who were  interested  in  the  competition  were  told  to  submit  their  names.  Rebecca  who  was  in  a mischievous  mood,  raised  my  hand  in  the  class,  although  at  that  time,  I  was  busy  writing  something. This  action  of  Rebecca  was  strongly  disapproved  by  Sarah  who  glared  at  her  angrily.  Anyhow,  my name  had now  been  included  in the  list  of speakers. That  day,  the  university's  central  hall  was  jam-packed  with  audience.  The  mayor  of  London  had been  specially  invited  on  that  occasion.  In  her  black  coat  and  scarf  and  with  her  neatly  tied  hair, Sarah  looked  like  a  school  girl  as  she  came  on  the  stage  to  make  her  speech.  She  spoke  forcefully  in support  of  the  Jewish  claim  that  more  than  five  million  Jews  were  killed  by  the  Nazis  during  the Second  World  War.  This  mass  murder  of  the  Jews  is  remembered  as  holocaust.  She  gave  a  number of  arguments  to  prove  this  hypothesis.  Till  that  time,  I  did  not  have  much  information  about  the holocaust  and  while  Sarah  was  speaking,  I  was  thinking  of  discussing  this  matter  with  Joseph,  who had  a  considerable  knowledge  of  the  Jewish  history.  After  Sarah,  it  was  my  turn  to  speak  and  as  I walked  towards  the  rostrum,  silence  prevailed  in  the  hall.  This  silence  was  disrupted  only  by Rebecca's  clapping.  The  topic  given  to  me  for  the  speech  was  "Inter-religion  debate".  After  thanking Mr. president,  I addressed the  audience.  Sir Isaac  was  sitting  in the  front  row  of the  audience. "Worthy  audience,  I  believe  that  inter-religion  dialogue  is  the  greatest  need  of  our  time.  No religion  of  the  world  allows  its  followers  to  show  prejudice  against  the  followers  of  other  faiths.  It  is true  that  those  who  were  at  the  height  of  their  glory  in  the  past,  are  now  passing  through  a  period  of decline  and  degradation  due  to  their  own  lapses  and  are  being  subjected  to  religious  prejudice  and isolation.  There  is  a  confrontational  atmosphere  between  religion  and science. Why  is  it  that  in  Physics,  quantum  theory  is  accepted  as  a  reality  while  Prophet  Muhammad's nocturnal  trip  to  the  heavens,  which  is  the  greatest  evidence  of  the  journey  of  light,  is  rejected?  All the  people  are  interested  in  the  stories  of  time  machines  and  travelling  into  the  future.  All  such inventions  are  being  eagerly  anticipated.  But  why  do  such  people  refuse  to  believe  the  story  of  a person  who  travelled  to  the  seven  heavens  with  the  speed  of  light  and  then  returned  safely  to  tell what  he  had  seen  and  heard  there?  Those  who  drop  atom  bombs  in  their  fanaticism  of  victory  and superiority,  are  described  as  civilized  people  but  those  who  had  nothing  in  their  hands  but  stones  to defend  their  homes,  are  called  terrorists.  Why  is  it  so?  I  want  the  answers  to  all  such  questions  from the  representatives  of the  new  generation  who are  present  here."  Charged  with  emotions,  I  continued  to  speak  until  at  last,  the  stage  secretary  rang  the  bell  to indicate  that  the  allotted  time  of  seven  minutes  had  come  to  an  end  and  I  had  to  leave  the  rostrum. After  expressing  my  thanks,  I  came  down.  For  a  moment,  it  appeared  as  if  the  entire  hall  had  been spellbound.  Then,  Rebecca  stood  up  and  started  clapping  and  gradually,  she  was  joined  by  others. While  standing  on  the  stage  and  coming  down,  I  had  noticed  that  sir  Isaac  was  absorbed  in  some deep  thought.  Feelings  of  calm  and  surprise  were  visible  on  Sarah's  face  and  I  realized  that  she  knew the  art  of concealing  her feelings. At  the  end  of  the  function,  I  came  out  of  the  hall  and  while  I  was  passing  through  the  corridor, Rebecca  who  was  out  of  breath,  came  running  to  me  from  somewhere  and  warmly  shook  hands  with me. "Great  Medi  great!  I  had  raised  your  hand  in  the  class  only  casually,  without  knowing  that  you're an  excellent  speaker,  in  spite  of  the  fact  that  you  often  remain  quiet.  Admit  it  or  not,  but  the  fact  is that  everyone  in  the  hall  was  stunned  by  your  speech.  Listeners  were  compelled  to  believe  whatever you were  saying  because, you had  strong and solid arguments  to prove  the  truth  of your points." With  a  smile,  I  acknowledged  and  appreciated  the  joy  of  that  lively  girl.  "I  don't  know  how  and from  where  I  got  all  these  logical  arguments.  I've  never  been  a  particularly  religious  person. Moreover, I didn't  make  any preparation  for the  speech." "I  know  that  all  the  speakers  were  given  their  topics  on  the  spot  and  they  were  required  to  speak extemporaneously.  Anyway,  you  carried  the  day.  Let's  go  to  the  cafeteria  and  have  some  hot  coffee to  celebrate  the  occasion." It  was  Rebecca's  habit  that  whenever  she  said  something  to  someone,  she  went  forward,  without listening  to  the  reply.  I  took  a  long  breath  and  followed  her  because  I  knew  that  the  time  required  for arguing  with her would be  much more  than the  time  needed  for gulping  down a  mug of coffee. Apparently,  the  atmosphere  was  quite  peaceful  at  the  University  but  I  did  not  know  that  in  a  few weeks  time  my  speech  would  become  the  cause  of  many  violent  storms. Kamran  had  rightly  said  that I had  come  to  the  notice  of the  Jews, though  I was  quite  unaware  of it.

I  am  at  a  loss  to  understand  as  to  why  people  describe  love  as  a  personal  story.  Love  is  not  the  story of  one  or  a  few  individuals,  it  is  a  universal  story  because,  there  is  hardly  anyone  in  the  world  who has  not  passed  through  this  experience.  The  only  difference  lies  in  the  truth  of  acceptance  and hypocrisy  of  denial.  Through  the  words  scattered  in  the  pages  of  this  book,  I  have  endeavoured  to interpret  the  way  in  which  love  and  religion  influenced  me.  The  battle  of  love  and  religion  was fought  by  my  heart  and  bitterly  experienced  by  my  soul  but  I  leave  it  to  you  to  decide  whether  it  was won  by  love  or  religion.  I  have  never  aimed  at  establishing  the  superiority  of  love  or  religion.  There were  only  a  few  questions  which  needed  to  be  answered  realistically.  In  this  clash  of  love  and religion,  some  new  questions  appeared  to  be  cropping  up  inn  my  mind  and  I,  therefore,  request  that this  book  should  be  read  only  by  those  who  have  the  courage  to  confront  new  questions  in  life. Answer  is  however,  not  compulsory.




Its a translation of a Urdu novel

The gods all have their own unique characteristics, I didn't want to get confused by having them all be in-corporeal white light, then I wouldn't know who was who off the top of my head.

So I started by giving them all a physical form. For Maria I gave her long flowing green hair, that seemed to glisten in the light, and calm in the darkness of night. With a long Daoist robe that I decided would be better with some stitches of flowers embroidered in. 

For Asaria, I gave him an old monk robe and long flowing black hair with a little pocket for some reading glasses embroidered to the chest. This simplicity alone was enough for me, as he was not supposed to be anything magnificent and grand, they were gods, I simply gave them the clothes I decided on, I wouldn't tell them to keep them.  

Jamil was up next. I gave him a body purple in color with messy hair that covered his eyes. I then gave him a tall wide hat, which was accompanied by tattered clothes and an old over jacket that was torn at the bottom. For his shoes, I gave him none, and for his hands, I gave him a one-hand glove that had runes engraved in it with the official language of the gods. 

Then there was Brill, the god of the wild. For him, I  gave toned skin and a muscular body, and the legs of a great black bear, I gave him a cloth made from strings of mana densely packed together, this he wrapped around his waist to distinct between the man and beast. He had wildly shot back hair that was orange in color, with eyes so sharp they would send shivers down even a dragon.

Lastly, I bestowed upon Issac a brown business suit jacket with a white undershirt and some brown dress pants. With dress shoes that had been nice and cleaned, he looked like a real chap. Except for one aspect, he exasperated brilliance. The very aura of him made him feel like a scholar, but you could see the toned muscles in his back that had been trained through manual labor, he was indeed the definition of a craftsman.

I granted myself a physical appearance as well, with hair that was light orange, with it getting even lighter till the end of it, I put it in a ponytail as I didn't want it getting in the way. Then I got a long-sleeve wool shirt and got on a pair of pants that I could remember from Earth, just a simple pair of blue jeans would work, though all of these clothes were made out of the collected mana, so they would be very dense. 


With all of the gods made and given physical existences, I sent them out and let them do their own thing, some of them immediately made a doctrine of a religion that worshipped them, others didn't even consider doing it till the other gods did, but they all remembered my rule. 

I then decided that waiting in one spot for all eternity did me no good, and snapped myself into a place that looked like a quaint little home, it had an open porch that outside of it was plenty of flora and trees, while it was raining gently outside, with a windchime outside making a beautiful sound every once and again, this was my personal space, and I would rest here for a while.

A man who became a god, for he had gained Karma through helping hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of people through the largest donation fund of the Twenty-First Century. He was known as a saint to many, while not officially a saint, he was acknowledged by the pope as a good man while he was alive, and couldn't be deemed a saint after death, for he had descendants, but sadly he didn't spends much time with them for he was always busy helping others. With his death, many in the living world mourned, while he himself, was more confused than anyone.

Ren Baqian knew with one look that Shen Feng had been beaten up by Qing Yuan and Hong Luan.
He only managed to pry the details out after multiple rounds of questioning.
As the house was empty most of the time, Shen Feng would drop by every now and then to ensure that it was well maintained. It was the same this time, except that she was knocked down by two people the moment she stepped in.
Ren Baqian had always assumed that Shen Feng was a decently skilled expert, but even so, she was quickly beaten up by those two before she could even see their faces.
Qing Yuan and Hong Luan saw the villa as a temporary imperial residence, so anyone entering without the empress's permission was committing a capital offense. Shen Feng had brought up Ren Baqian's name, but the two of them wouldn't budge. Instead, they insisted that her punishment would be meted out when Ren Baqian returned.
No matter what she said, Qing Yuan and Hong Luan simply wouldn't listen.
Shen Feng was trapped here and forced to order KFC Bucket Meals for them over the past two days… Qing Yuan and Hong Luan would beat her up if she didn't comply with their demands.
It had been two days since Shen Feng was first given a good beating and forced to order KFC for the pair. She was about to go crazy with anger.
Ren Baqian wasn't sure if he should laugh or cry. He looked at the two who only returned his gaze with remorseless expressions…
"Go back and tend to your injuries. I'll double your salary for this month!" Ren Baqian asked Shen Feng to leave before turning his attention to Qing Yuan and Hong Luan. "Please don't tell me that the two of you did this for the KFC Bucket Meals."
"How could that be?" the two replied guiltily. "That thing on the television doesn't even look appetizing!"
Ren Baqian was at a loss for words…
The people of Dayao were all too similar.
They wouldn't use their brains if they could settle the matter with their fists.
Always taking things one step at a time.
Anyone prying their skulls open would probably find muscles inside instead of grey and white matter. What a biological miracle.
"When are we going back?" the two asked. Listening to Shen Feng's report, Ren Baqian had almost forgotten that the two of them were a long way from home.
They didn't ask if the empress had won. To them, the empress was the most formidable being, and Ren Baqian's return was evidence of that.
"I'll take both of you back in a few days," Ren Baqian replied before he walked to his room to get changed.
A short while after, he said, "I'll bring the two of you out for some food." 
He realized it wasn't nice to keep them cooped up in this cold, empty house.
Qing Yuan and Hong Luan rejoiced upon hearing his words. The two of them had developed an interest in the world they saw on television. This house, with its desolate woods and few neighbors, was a far cry from all of that.
Ren Baqian picked up his cell phone to call Shen Feng, but decided otherwise. He thought of going online to find a local clothing brand and having them come over to do a private fitting for the two ladies.
Two hours later, Qing Yuan and Hong Luan looked completely different from before. Qing Yuan had on a white t-shirt and a pair of jeans while Hong Luan wore a blue mid-length dress. Their hair was still way too long when let down, but at least they were much less conspicuous now.
The two of them behaved like curious babies on the journey to the city center. Their faces were practically plastered to the car windows as they stared at everything that they passed.
Qing Yuan was especially chatty.
Ren Baqian flippantly answered their questions while he drove.
Night had begun to fall when they reached the city center. Qing Yuan and Hong Luan looked in amazement as the streets lit up against the darkening sky.
The splendor of this scene alone made them wonder if they had arrived in the celestial realm.
Compared to the empty world they came from, this was no different from the celestial realm.
However, the people here were really weak… just like Principal Ren.
Principal Ren was much stronger now, almost as strong as the average person. He was previously like a paper person who would get blown away with the breeze.
Qing Yuan and Hong Luan only quieted down when they entered a rather upscale eating establishment.
After filling their bellies with food and licking the plates clean, Qing Yuan faintly muttered, "It's not as good as the KFC Bucket Meal." 
She cautiously continued and asked, "Is the KFC Bucket Meal expensive?"
Ren Baqian almost vomited blood when he heard this. Were they seriously thinking that he brought them here because a KFC Bucket Meal was much more expensive?
"I'm going to bury the two of you in KFC fried chicken when we get back," Ren Baqian replied spitefully.
After the meal, Ren Baqian took them around the city center to show them the sights.
The two of them were marveling at every single thing they saw. Passers-by couldn't help but steal a few glances at them. After all, it was quite strange for these two beautiful city girls to behave as though they had just come in from the boonies.
Ren Baqian had always felt that Dayao was much poorer and more desolate than the rural areas on Earth. At least the people in the rural areas had televisions and cell phones.
Over the next few days, Ren Baqian brought them out for a spin every now and then.
Aside from this, he would read up on Buddhist teachings. Ren Baqian planned to introduce parts of these teachings to the people of Tianjing Basin.
The first thing that came to mind when Buddhism was brought up was its emphasis on renouncing material ties, cleansing of the mind and body, taking the path of peace, and karma. Ren Baqian felt that these principles would do well to appease the people of Tianjing Basin. 
There wasn't a way to keep them under control indefinitely, and no one could promise that they would put away thoughts of rebellion for good. Among those experts, there were some that were as pure as Qingyun Sword, but also others who definitely had other intentions. It was only a matter of how many of them were there and whether they would stir up another rebellion. Killing all the experts wasn't going to solve the problem since their disciples would one day rise to the occasion. Even killing every last disciple wouldn't nip the problem in the bud because their skills could be passed on in secret. 
Religion should work well to control them.
If all of them chose to renounce desire and walk a virtuous path, then things would be good.
After flipping through several books, however, he found that it wasn't quite what he had thought.
Buddhism was pretty much a form of training that practiced asceticism to achieve nirvana.
Its main purpose was to hone one's current life to achieve reincarnation. Why did people have the belief that it was to cultivate the next life? This was probably because most people were ordinary citizens with average willpower and a lower capacity for understanding the true meaning behind its lessons. Furthermore, being able to hope for a better future was in line with most people's goals in life.
Reading up made him slightly interested and increased his inclination toward introducing this peaceful religion.
What he was unsure of was whether to bring over the raw religion as it was or to make some of his own modifications first.
At its root, Buddhism was about practice. Ren Baqian would include the part about cultivating one's next life to control them better.
The more details there were, the more loopholes there would be.
After a few days, Ren Baqian brought the two of them back. Qing Yuan and Hong Luan missed this place a little.
Here, there were KFC Bucket Meals to eat and television shows to watch. It was much more fun than the palace was, and they loved it here.


In a world where its inhabitants can destroy a city wall single-handedly, the empress has a kirin as her pet, and the imperial palace of Great Xia has a pool containing a dragon. There is also a Sword Mountain where spirit swords occasionally leave in search of a master .

Bootlicking the empress, Ren Baqian ascended to the apex of life.　　

Location: unknown. 
Meng Tian was sitting quietly on the bed, silently calculating the time. 
This was a cell without a door. The ceiling emitted a constant white light, confusing the body's sense of time. 
It should be the seventh day. Meng Tian gazed towards the corner of the cell. She did not know what the situation of the other people was. When she was captured, she seemed to have heard that the entire army had been annihilated. The enemy's technology was more advanced than theirs, and they were ready for it. One thing that was certain was that the enemy were also humans. 
"What to do, what to do, what to do…" 
The woman who was mumbling in the corner was Shu Yi. Seven days of confinement, and her spirit was already on the verge of breakdown. 
They had not seen any other people since the first day. The daily meals were transported from a special pipeline, and no one took care of them. 
Meng Tian practiced her own breathing method in silence. She needed to keep calm and kept her hopes up. It was impossible for the Milky Way Alliance to not receive any news. In addition, since the enemy had not killed them, they should have other intentions. She would only stand a chance if she maintained her physical and mental states. 
Click! 
Rumbling… 
Suddenly, the sound of an engine turning on rang. The entire cell vibrated for a moment. She could feel the obvious movement of a moving car. This cell was actually moving at a very fast speed. 
Shu Yi, who was on the verge of a breakdown, suddenly jumped up and looked at Meng Tian. Was there really a special mechanism inside the cell? 
Giggling… 
Along with the sound of a stuck engine, the walls of the cell suddenly turned into countless pieces of debris, and like the ants retreating in all directions, it soon disappeared. 
This was not the only cell. More than fifty people were standing in a huge, open space, confused. Sunshine, wind, blue sky… 
What was going on?
Time for exercise? 
The air still lingered with the scent of pollen. 
"Captain! Great. You are fine too." 
A pleasantly surprised voice sounded. 
Meng Tian turned around and saw Mengha and Pavel stride over. Obviously, like Shu Yi and herself, they had been locked up in the same cell for the last two days. 
As soon as she heard Mengha's voice, Shu Yi's dazed eyes instantly restored its brilliance. 
"Mengha!" 
"Shu Yi, are you okay too?" 
"Yes, what about you? And Pavel… Do you know where this is?" 
Pavel, who had always been a man of few words, shook his head. However, it was obvious that he had kept his condition very well, and had not allowed these couple of days' confinement affect him negatively.
At this moment, someone walked over. A stranger, not someone from the deep-space fleet; his clothes were different too, but it seemed to be some sort of school uniform. 
"Fellows, do you know each other?" 
The few people who came over were understandably defensive, and that was revealed in their eyes. 
"You are…?" 
"We sort of knew each other before. It seems that everyone is the same situation currently. We have a very important piece of information to confirm, is it real or an illusion?" 
A gigantic, white space, there were thousands of monitor screens under the lights. Hundreds of staff were examining the situations in each of the screens in an orderly manner. One of the screens showed the picture of the conversation between Meng Tian and the others. 
The top floor of the space was the general control room that was suspended. At the moment, the window that was originally transparent was covered with a black cover. 
Seated in the large conference room were thirteen people wearing robes. Twelve wearing black robes, and one in the middle was wearing a white robe. A middle-aged man was standing at the door as well, and his hands were hanging by his sides very respectfully.
"Big Elder, the last batch of the age-appropriate people have been released, including the age-appropriate people from the Milky Way Alliance fleet," said Rafael respectfully. He was the person in charge of this Oracle Star. 
"Rafael, you have handled this very well, and have reduced the losses to a minimum." 
"Thank you, Elder. But I'm a little worried. The agents from the Milky Way Alliance are also infiltrating through various means. Should we shut down the passage completely? I'm worried that leaving an opening…" said Rafael. 
The elders' expressions could not be seen. The elder in the middle, with the white robe, appeared to have smiled. This was merely what Rafael felt. 
"Project Oracle is the core of the Sacred Religion. Everything is dispensable for this plan. The plan can't be stopped. If it comes to the last resort, you need to show tenacious determination. I think you will handle it well."
"I understand!" said Rafael reverently. 
The Sacred Religion possessed enormous power and reserves. But frankly, it was unwise to confront the Milky Way Alliance, which represented the laws of mankind. If a direct war broke out, the most likely outcome would be the intrusion into the dark forces. This was what the Sacred Religion was unwilling to see. Therefore, it was impossible to attack directly. However, the people of the Milky Way Alliance were trying their best to enter, and sooner or later, they would find a loophole. However, with the Big Elder's explanation, Rafael finally understood. 
Although the Oracle Star was of unparalleled value, even the Sacred Religion had also spent a lot of effort. Nonetheless, on the path to finding the Holy Son and the Oracle, this sacrifice was insignificant. 
In order to reproduce the glory and allow the Sacred Religion to dominate the light and lead mankind to the right path, the Holy Son and the Oracle must be found. With the Oracle and with the current power of the Sacred Religion, they would be unstoppable. 
This was the core! 
The opportunity had emerged, the seal had been unsealed, and the revival of the ancient martial arts forces was a sign. Through the power of the prophecy, the Holy Son had basically been preordained. The only thing that remained was to search for the Oracle. The Holy Son candidates would gradually be authenticated through experience, and the collision of the true and false Holy Sons was also a type of fate. Eventually, the Holy Son would be reborn.
Rafael left respectfully. The Elders looked at the images on the screens. The Oracle was a kind of power, the profound argumentation of the universe, and they did not know its specific form. The Sacred Religion's revival had been many years in the making, and they had amassed a lot of influence. However, the constitution of the Milky Way Alliance had matured, and the existence of powerful countries such as Aslan and Arbiter represented order. Victory was impossible in a direct confrontation. However, if they possessed the Oracle, these people would be vulnerable. Thus, regardless of the sacrifice, they must proceed with their plans.
The training of the Holy Son could not be terminated either. As for other aspects, the concessions could be made. The Sacred Religion would have the means to interfere. As long as it was not direct confrontation, there were still plenty of corrupt practices within the constitution of the Milky Way Alliance. 
"This incident may be a good thing. The way the sacred disciples have been searching for it has been too mellow. The Oracle was born in the experiences of blood and fire. This is an opportunity." 
Everyone was silent for a moment and nodded. 
"In this case, I don't think it is necessary to stop the Milky Way Alliance from entering. These people may possess a gene of the Oracle. As a last resort, destroying the Oracle Star would be the only option. I will deal with the Milky Way Alliance. The dispatch of the fleet has been postponed." 
"Agreed." 
"Agreed." 
After the voting was over, the thirteen Elders stood up. 
When disaster struck, there was no fear and no sorrow; when a challenge approached, there was no timidity and no retreat. There would be redemption even in death because he would dispel everything, and the glory of God will give you eternity! 
After more than ten seconds, the figures dissipated and the conference room returned to quiet.


He received a genetic score of 28... completely disqualifying him from applying to military college!
He helped deliver a friend's love letter... and fell into a lake becoming infamous for dying for love!
His very first gift... warped him into a brutal training simulation!
However he perserved through all these trials! Our Dear Student Wang Zheng has finally started his lucky(?) university life!
This is the song of a blood boiling and exciting storm! The most ferocious and heated mecha adventure around is finally here!
TL Note: This is a novel about doing the impossible, seeing the invisible. Follow along for a ride across the universe!
TL;DR: Not Shakespeare, not complex, but fun and easy to read. Come support! 
As the translator, I've enjoyed translating this novel and I hope to bring the essence of what the author has tried to portray into the chapters you will read.
To sum it up in 3 words: Mechs! Explosions! Science!
To be perfectly honest, this novel is about your typically overpowered protagonist who does get looked down from time to time but always overcomes the odds with his own special power. He's abit more mature having grown up on his own and just a littttttttle bit dense.
Although it always ends up with him winning, it always happens in an interesting (subjective) and fun way that makes me enjoy reading this.
The novel has elements of lighthearted comedy from time to time and I do chuckle at how direct the humor is.
It's not as smart as say WMW nor does it weave an intricate story much like Ergen's novels. More importantly, its fun and it doesn't try to hide it.


The organization who opposed Bryce's religion immediately destroyed all traces that might lead to them. As a matter in fact it was the leader of that organization that was the most prepared to destroy the organization in any case of trouble. Now, he had the chance to do so. He also took in mind of the darkness so everything was cleanly wiped. 

...

"Father... it's real?" The Pope's daughter kneeled after saying that. Her eyes amazed by the rays of light shining only on the churches of the religion. She felt something she never felt before about this religion for a long time. She... felt ...proud. She felt extremely proud. 
She prayed thanks for the her God's miracle. 

"Stand up my dear. The Kneeling is now over. We must guide those lambs desperately looking for the light." The Pope said. He knew this would happened. Ordinary people will panic once the world turned dark and the church will be their as their light.

As expected, people came from all directions. Humans, elves, beastmans, even demon kind and other many races that usually wouldn't leave their protected habitats came to the light. 

Inside the various churches, the Pope, Archbishops, Bishops, Priests and worshippers told of their great Twilight God and how all of this is in his prophecy. That he will appear after a year and judge the people of this world. How he requested that their religion be destroyed just shows how he's loved from everyone is equal. 

If a God of a religion is proven to exist then this world will be managed by him and his religion but by destroying his religion he is not only saying that he will not rule over us but also giving us freedom to live in spite of him being there... or at least that's what most people believe to be the case. The Pope didn't say anything more than what Bryce said but people have big imaginations and that helped them make conclusions that is actually a misunderstanding. Of course the Pope, would not correct this beautiful misunderstanding since his God never said anything about it. 

The Pope just seeing  more people... no... beings... convert into worshippers of his God was making him feel that his life's purpose had already been achieved. This enlightenment made him glow with both light, darkness and healing elements. The light shines warmly on other beings, the darkness cleanses them of their surface impurities and the healing elements cured them of their physical and mental problems. It was a special one-time offer that the World itself granted to better convince the beings of this world that his child should be respected. 


...

The next day came and the Pope wake up earlier than anyone. Woke up to the sun rising again. The darkness already faded sometime after the night. He opened the window on his room where the front of the cathedral can be shown. 

He opened it... then instantly closed it back again. Then he remembered.. 'It's okay. It's natural that there are this many.'

He opened the window again but can't help but sweat when he saw again the hundreds of thousands of monsters of various shapes and sizes sleeping comfortably just all around outside of the cathedral as far as the eye could see. He even saw a human and a lamia sleeping next to each other. 

"A miracle of the Twilight God." he said and left it with just that since he didn't really know how that human got even that far to sleep with a lamia who was also surrounded by bigger monsters. How he was not eaten, it is truly a miracle. It was funny to look at actually. 

In midday, the monsters, the humans and other races left peacefully, most of them with intelligence converted like the intelligent monsters. They respect the strong and against this being who can make the world dark and gave the feeling he can end them with a thought, their faith towards him reached an astounding amount. Some even acquired the rights to use Bryce's powers. It showed the absolute faith they had on Bryce.


Most of the beings of this world decided to pay the God who "imprisoned the sun, fire, moon and stars" a visit after a year. For now, everyone returned to their own things but one thing changed. Everyone will need to give respect to the ones who can use their God's authority. Whether it is their enemies or someone they need to kill, giving respect is utmost. 

The Pope said that "Our god will not bother with "our" matters but beings of this world should respect him and have absolute faith towards him if they want to receive his blessings."

Just like that... Another change in the world happened. Now they only need to wait for a year to finally meet this old and powerful being they acknowledged as their Twilight God. 

...

After a year... 

"Yawn~ Is it time already? Can I sleep some more? I couldn't really sleep this deeply since I'm an immortal now so this was really a great nap."

[A year has past host. Everyone is already waiting for you.]

"Yeah, yeah. I'm sure some human crowd isn't that hard to deal with. I saw many videos about Mom and Dad giving speeches. I also know what I'm gonna say. I've memorized it."

With the outfit and appearance in his mind. Bryce requested help from the World. 

His white hair changed to black. His sky-blue eyes changed to jet-black eyes. His scarf turned black. He wouldn't being his staff or hit hat. His robe remained white. 

"Okay,  that's it. Simple, convincing and with the added effects of my robe floating like appearance, everything is done. System, I'm ready to go. Let's get this over quickly."

[May the system asked why a True Immortal like the Host is in a hurry?]

"Oh, didn't I already told you... Well to be exact.. I just want to try being an adventurer. Living the thrill of life. Helping people. Earning money. Making friends. Those cliche stuff. Since I'm immortal I thought that I might live for a really, really, really, REALLY long time, so I decided to live like someone who values their time. I'll just end up like an old bystander immortal if I actually think like I have all the time in the world. That's not fun. Not fun at all.  Although my friends would die... it's okay. Everyone does.. maybe even me but that's part of life. Maybe I can even help my friends die with no regrets. Memories are much more important to me since so can remember all of them so I'm gonna make more happy memories than sad ones!"

"Like a saying back on earth, "Time is Gold." 
So I'll hurry even as an immortal. I wouldn't want my subjects to keep on waiting. That would be rude. Let's GO!"


"STOP!" 

"What the f*ck!? Who's this?!" Bryce was clearly confused of who this person is. His fashion sense doesn't make sense. Different colors was in his clothing... her clothing?  Bryce didn't even know if that's a girl or a boy. 

[I believe some beings of this world call it "The God of Elementals".]

"A real GOD??!!!? Hey system! Why aren't you responding me yet. Did the World just betrayed me now.??!"

[Host, it's because... ]

"PLEASE LET ME SERVE YOU!"

"What?..."

[Host he is your child.] 

"F*CK! Child, my ass! "

The protagonist with a good memory was hit by Truck-San...

Was reincarnated as an Immortal Witch... 

Reader: Girl or boy? 

Author: Boy

R: Why is he a witch then? 

A: ... he can't?  

R: ... 

 Announcement from Author:

1. I don't like bothersome things. 
2. You're free to farm experience by commenting,  voting and etc. 
3. I don't actually care about number 2, too bothersome.  
4. Do what you like. 
5. Enjoy reading
Alternate number 5: Have a nice day (if you're not reading)

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