Fresh into college in dystopian future London and Lucia is the last living heiress of the ancient magical race on the brink of extinction.
Unlike the protagonists she reads about, she very much does not want to have anything to do with it.
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1987, an old manor on the outskirts of England Wiltshire.
This manor occupies a huge area and is filled with an old, gloomy atmosphere. If there were some daring people, maybe you still want to go in and find out if there is anything strange there. However, ordinary people do not have the opportunity to enter this manor. Because this is the manor of a wizard, their spells placed around it making ordinary people unable to enter the manor of the wizard. The owner of the manor is Lucius Malfoy, a former Death Eater.
"It's finally over." Closing the book, Draco Malfoy sat in the chair while heavily sighing. The continuous high-intensity reading was still too difficult for an eight-year-old body. There were a few large characters on the cover of the book – "One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi" by Phyllinda Spore.
"Unconsciously, it's been eight years since I came to this world." Draco looked at the floor's mirror in Study, looking at his platinum gold hair and his tiny body was still giving birth to an unreal emotion. He actually passed through to the Harry Potter world. He had only saved a primary school student and passed through after having crashed into the car. It was the Harry Potter World, and the person who reincarnated into it was one of the main supporting characters, Draco Malfoy.
As a novel and movie fan, he had been familiar with the development of the original work and felt very sorry for the Malfoy in the original work. "Good family and handsome looks, but they are all low-level villains. " But this was just his previous view. After crossing over, he will naturally do what he wishes but only to the extent of not changing the main events from the timeline. Since his reincarnation, he had not changed history's progression, wasn't this a good opportunity?
"It seems that the benefits of crossing over are only this." Looking at the piles of books in the Study, Draco showed a satisfied smile.
"What is the degree of cheat in the promotion of eidetic memory and understanding ability?" Draco couldn't help but think.
Since he wanted to change his life's trajectory, strength is naturally the most important thing. If he has the same strength as Voldemort, and didn't flout the law, with his handsome looks and family, it was a standard life winner's template.
He has the body of an 8-year old but the soul of an adult. Draco was naturally not as active (i.e. physically active) as a child. On the contrary, as a well-educated person, Malfoy understands the profound truth: "Knowledge is Power."
Without a good theoretical foundation, all future magic and plans are imaginary. If Tom Riddle was not led to Hogwarts by Dumbledore, he would at most have been a normal Dark Wizard and the Dark Lord. Draco, who already understood this point, naturally would not miss the rare free time to enhance his foundation and knowledge that came with his age. For the time being, he couldn't effectively control his spell. These times were naturally used to learn basic magic knowledge/theory and other basic subjects such as Herbology, The Standard Book of Spells, etc. are the things that must be learned.
"In my last life, I was a study addict. It seems my addiction to being a study addict has also crossed over to this life." Since having determined his goals, Draco began to struggle and work towards it, and in the process, he was surprised to find his memory had been enhanced. His memory ability had improved by a grade compared to his past life. Maybe it can also be attributed to the crossing.
"Knock Knock Knock" came from the door.
"Young Master, Master has requested your presence." The voice of Steward came from outside the door.
"Okay, I'll be there." After the book was put back in place, Draco opened the door and, after turning a few corners, came to Lucius Malfoy's Study.
"Father, what are you looking for?" After Draco recognized the reality of his reincarnation, he decided to seriously play the role of being Lucius' son. It was impossible to have such a cheap old man, and although he is a villain in the original work, he is still quite good to his family.
"I am just looking for an opportunity to teach him the method of leading a team/group. Voldemort's group can't follow suit. In the original work, if Narcissa hadn't saved Harry's life, assuming that the Dark Lord still lost, maybe this family would have entered Azkaban. Can I count on my father?" Looking at Lucius, Draco's thoughts could not help but spread.
"How is the progress of your study?" Lucius stood by the window, the sunlight outside the window made Lucius's face look pale, his pointed face also looked more gloomy. But the concern in his tone couldn't be faked.
Unlike normal children of the same age, Draco was silent from infancy. Basically, he didn't cry or make trouble. When he grew up he rarely talked. Some of the servants spread rumors that he was deaf and mute: "It looks like the young Master is dumb, he can't do any spells and can't read, he's equivalent to a squib." This made the pureblood and proud family head Lucius to fly into a rage, and deal with those few servants. But he couldn't help but have doubts: "My child is too abnormal, he won't be a squib." He hoped at least.
As a result, when Lucius personally taught Draco, he found that his child was a hundred percent genius. He did not mention his daily studies and antisocial behavior. He had a very strong interest in magic, and his learning progress was even faster. He could even consciously control his magic power. One time Lucius gave his wand to Draco to try and teach him simple spells. The result, Draco used the spell successfully. The initial silence and suspicion of being a squib naturally turned into him not demonstrating his innate talent.
Which parent does not wish for one's child to be a dragon among men? Plus Draco��s enthusiasm for magic was even greater than Lucius himself. Lucius as a result naturally had high expectations for Draco.
"Everything is normal, father. My knowledge reserve should have reached the level of the school's Third Year," Draco answered.
"Good, it is suitable and matches the status of being the heir of the Malfoy House." Lucius was very satisfied. His pale face could not help but show a little smile.
"Tomorrow the Parkinson Family people will come to our house as guests. I heard that there is a girl of your age, how are you, are you interested?" Lucius rarely said a little joke to Draco. Maybe Draco's innate talent shown is too good, and the effect of Lucius's pleasant mood had even weakened his gloomy temperament. The Malfoy's tradition of intermarriage with other pureblood houses also shows that Lucius's sentence is not entirely a joke.
"Hahaha." Draco just gently replied. His heart began to surge: "Parkinson? Pansy? How can I get along with her?"

A person from earth is reincarnated as Draco Malfoy. Armed with future knowledge, he tries to defeat all obstacles while protecting his family, fighting Voldemort and figuring out how to deal with teenage girls.

Disclaimer!: All rights belong to the author, nothing belongs to me. I am just translating this for fun. If they wish for me to take it down, then they may contact me and ask for me to do so.

Next, Flora wanted to order a 3D-printer. Of course, she needed an S-rated one! 
The best one you could buy was only B-rated and cost 30 installments of 1000 VirDias. 
"Do I get it after depositing the first payment, like my new lair, or do I have to wait 30 days?"
"You have to pay fully, Milady. But the Riverstones have a service where you can hire them to pay the installments at once. Although it will cost 1200 VirDos for a 1000 VirDias installment."
"No, I want to pay in VirDias, but it would be funny to have the house full of Riverstones. I keep the option in mind when I miss my son. Actually, I do miss him, but I don't want to get on his nerves with messaging all the time. And we will see each other on the day after tomorrow." Flora paused. "Where were we?"
"You wanted to pay for the printer in VirDias."
"Yes! And I want it now! Or at least as soon as possible."
"Then, leveling the printer up would be the fastest solution."
D-rated Printer = 1000 VirDias; Upgrade to C: 1000 VirDias; 25 Upgrade-Points.
C-rated Printer = 10 x VirDias; Upgrade to B: 2 x 1000 VirDias; 25 Upgrade-Points.
B-rated Printer = 20 x VirDias; Upgrade to A: 3 x 1000 VirDias; 50 Upgrade-Points.
A-rated Printer = -; Upgrate to S: 5 x 1000 VirDias; 100 Upgrade-Points.
So it was cheaper to level it up, too. Aidan made her a list of the designs she could register with the printer for leveling. A modification only counted if it raised the rating and gave one upgrade-point, a new design three, and an invention five. The points multiplied if she chose products above the needed grade.
He estimated that she could get quickly from C to B, but had too few A-rated blueprints. Of course, she could use S-rated ones to level to A, but that would be a waste.
   Change   -   Rating   -   Type   -   Name  
  New Design - B - Toaster - Welcome to the Metaworld!'  
  Invention - S - Potion Guzzler - Leprechaun Guzzler Hat  
  Modification - C - Mech-Suit - Toxic Counterflow-Training  
  New Design - S - Interface template - Intensity Meter  
  New Design - A - Skin - Rainbow Intensity Meter - Torso  
  New Design - A - Skin - Rainbow Intensity Meter – Legs  
  New Design - A - Interface template - Advance warning collision handling  
  New Design - SSS - Interface template - Simulation PP collision handling  
  New Design - B - Jacket - Riverstone Biker-Jacket  
  New Design - B - Skin - Burned toast skin  
  New Design - B - Skin - Meadow  
  New Design - A - Skin - Heinkel Bomber  
  Invention - S - Hybrid: Vehicle/Container/Excavator - Hungry Chest  
  Modification - S - Mech-suit - Ivy League  
  Modification - B - Skin - Houshold-Hacking  
  New Design - B - Sword - Plasma-Sword Emerald Hope  
  New Design - S - Motor - Servo Scale FFV1  
  New Design - S - Motor - Servo Stud FFV1  
  New Design - S - Robot - Blade-Roller-Extreme  
  New Design - S - Container - Library-Container  
  New Design - S - Robot - Octopussy-Helper-Bot  
  New Design - B - Game - Stehaufmännchen
  Modification - A - Game - Stehaufmännchen    
Flora thought that she could produce A-rated blueprints without breaking into a sweat, so she bought the D-rated printer.
She only had one C rated modification, that raised the upgrade counter to 1/25. 
"Who would have thought that the upgrade to C might be the hardest one... Okay, I haven't tried the others yet. But I have an idea! I need to learn to smith for the scenario. I'm sure my smithing-designs won't be that good." 
Aidan found a few smithing teachers in the Metaworld, mostly associated with horse breeding farms. Flora decided to hire one from the Garage. She hoped they wouldn't teach her to make horseshoes but machine parts.
"Oh, bother! We already have after 10 p.m.! I don't think I can learn smithing and design a few ... toaster casings? A spiral sword? By midnight! So we lose one more day!"
Suddenly, a website opened on her HUD. It was a page of the Cetviwos-Forums, and the title was "The Millionaire's Exemption".
Flora scanned the text. Users complained that they had to wait 30 days to get a teleportation circle while people with over 1 000 000 VirDias could buy it instantly. They argued that it gave the ultra-rich, especially corporations who could use couriers, an unfair advantage in developing new zones.
Flora checked her balance. Currently, she had a bit under 500k VirDias, a bit over 10k VirDos, and over 5 million in credits. 
"Thank you, Aitoshuri, but I'm only a credit millionaire."
The text scrolled down until it reached a highlighted post written by a moderator. The post detailed that you could apply for the millionaire's exemption if you were willing to let CentralTank audit your finances, had acquired them legally, and had assets over 100 000 VirDias.
"Jackpot! Good job, Aitoshuri!"
Flora filed for the exemption, rolled in the snow, and hopped back in the pool.
"Did you make any progress on the Store-Spells, dear?"
Another forum thread appeared on her HUD: "Lavicious at the entrance with columns".
Flora raised her eyebrows but read the article. It made no sense at all. She understood the words, but the sentence didn't make any sense.
"If you want to entrance with columns your lecherous in your past or trump up a Torry with an overflow, we sit Rankaspesh in Paweben." 
"Pardon me?"
She scanned the comments. There were just two of them:
"Dude!" and "I want to take the same drugs as you!"
Aitoshuri changed the language into English.
"If you want to stoa your lewd in your back or invent Torry with a spill, we sit Rankspesh in Paweben."
"It's a bad pun puzzle!" Flora exclaimed. "If you want to store your loot in your bag or inventory with a spell, visit Rankspesh in Paweben. Does Paweben exist, or is it another riddle?"
"It does exist, Milady. It's located on the Cradle." Aidan answered, and Aitoshuri showed a map.
"Lovely, write it on the ToDo-List, Prio B. And bump up building a generator to Prio A. I really don't want to pay the utility bills for this place. I might have gone overboard with its size."
Flora jumped out of the pool and did some Jiu-Jitsu exercises in the snow. 
"Aitoshuri, you take over the research of my future class tree. Concentrate on connecting Energymaster with Champion of Evailyn. Signal when you found three possible connections."
The next bulletin board entry blocked Flora's vision.
"Send it to Aidan, dear. Please, present it to me, Aidan. I don't like to read while exercising."
"Energymaster -> Switching Swordmaster with Lightning- or Water- or Storm-Blade -> Switching Lighting- or Water- or Wind-Mage with Weather Witch -> Switching Witch with Wiccan -> Switching Wiccan with Champion of Evailyn."
"What is this switching stuff?"
"You can exchange a precursor of class with a successor. Energymaster and Lightning-Blade are both successors of Swordmaster. If you want both of them as active classes, you can switch out the precursor swordmaster with one of them. Instead of one active tree Swordmaster->Energymaster and one inactive tree Swordmaster->Lightning-Blade, you get Swordmaster->Lightning-Blade->Energymaster."
"Alright, but Witchcraft? I don't know. What are the standard spells of witches?"
  Class:   Witch  
  Branch:   Magic  
  Precursor:  None  
  STA:  Curse of Agony: DOT + Reduced Micro-Control  
  AOE:  Curse of Crows: A flock of crows attack the enemies in a radius.  
  DEF:  Curse of the stricken Mind: Paralyzes the enemies with his fears, reduces attributes, abilities, and skills.  
  MOV:  Broom: Fly on a broom  
  SIG:  Cackle: Debuff enemies, buffs allies
"That sounded better than I expected. I love to cackle. Do you think I could ride on a vacuum cleaner instead of a broom?"
"Yes, Milady."
Flora cackled to prove the point.
"I rate it B. Ha! Take that System! I can rate things as well! Next, dear."
A blue window appeared: "Nice attempt." 
Flora wished it away, rolling her eyes. She used up her System request in vain again.
"Energymaster-> Switching Kinetic Mage with Animator -> Switching Animator with Necromancer -> Assigning Necromancer to Champion of Evailyn."
"No! No, Necromancy! Rating E! But tell me about the Animator-Class."
  Class: Animator  
  Branch: Magic  
  Precursor: Kinetic Mage, all elemental Mages  
  STA: Animate Attacker: Animates an object to attack  
  AOE: Storm of Debris: Animates all debris to attack.  
  DEF: Animate Defender: Animates an object to defend  
  MOV: Animate Mount: Animates an object as a ride
  SIG: Animate Companion: Animates an object to serve as a companion. It can be assigned two spells.
"I want it! I need it! Rating A! It sounds ridiculously powerful and great to connect with so many precursors. Is it hard to acquire? Tell me more about it."
"No, Milady, you can learn it at the starter-city of the Cradle. 
With every server opening, CentralTank hosts a competition for the creation of a new class. Animator was the winner for Server 3. A Disney-Fan created it for the 110 birthday of the Sorcerer's Apprentice, a cartoon in the movie Fantasia. The class was very popular at the beginning, but its disadvantages showed soon.
You have to carry around objects to animate, and inventory space is limited. With your use of containers, this would be a lesser problem, but remember, you can't access the inventory during a fight."
Flora rolled her eyes. "Yes, I do remember. Now."
"Furthermore, the stats of the companion are related to the stats of the creator. Mages usually don't have high melee stats. Therefore creating a caster is the only viable option. The level of the assigned spells is proportional to your spell level. Thus it only makes sense to give them your strongest skills. But as an elemental mage, you have the spell 'Summon Elemental'. This companion costs the same amount of mana regeneration, has fixed stats for its level, which are usually better than the percentage-based of the animation. Additionally, it has three spells, a single target attack, an AOE, and a random third.
I have to admit that with your stats, you won't have the problem with versatility, at least at the lower levels, and you developed a system to level spells quickly, which negates the two most significant disadvantages."
"I raise the rating to A+, but I'm not willing to animate the dead, so we still need a connection to Champion of Evailyn. Next, dear."
"Energymaster -> Switch Swordmaster with Knight -> Switch Knight with Paladin -> Champion of Evailyn."
"I know the solution! I build a second mech-suit with a self-destruct button. I wear it over my normal suit, and when I press the button, I have enough parts to animate. The breastplate we could use for defensive animation, and maybe I'll add spiky pauldrons for attacking! Write that down! Prio A as soon as I have the class!"
"Yes, Milady. What do you think about the knight connection?"
"Huh? I'm sorry dear, I was preoccupied."
Aidan repeated the links, but Flora was bored by it. "Rating C. Hmm, but it sounds easy. Rating B. Any chance that I can get the required classes in the Metaworld?" 
"Very little, Milady. The church of Evailyn has no paladin trainers in the Metaworld. The whole tree is more difficult to acquire than you might think. Knight is a hard class to get. You have to place in the top three of a knights tournament. Only one knight tournament per tier takes place per day. So there are less than 5000 knights in a game with 200 million users."
"Does the tournament contain jousting?"
"Yes, Milady. First, you have to survive against five opponents of your level. Then five rounds of jousting and five rounds of melee fighting."
"Now, I'm more interested in this knight stuff. Remind me to watch a tournament. Or better! Why not watch it now?"
Flora hopped back in the pool and started a video of the knight tournament.
After she finished, she decided to give it a try, just for the fun of it. And maybe rope Eddie in as well. She sent him the video.
"Milady, Aitoshuri sent me more links. I believe she created the connection herself with the goal to only use classes available in the Metaworld. But I don't know if she implemented the concept successfully."
"Great, show it to me."
"Champion of Evailyn -> Priest of Evailyn -> Switch Home Maker with Janitor -> Switch Mechanic with Technician -> Switch Technician with Technomancer -> Switch Technomancer with Lightning Mage -> Switch Lightning Mage with Energymaster."
"Since when does Lightning Mage connect to Energymaster?"
"It doesn't at the moment. Aitoshuri believes that when you level all the Energymaster spells to level 25, it will appear."
Flora shrugged. 
"So, from where do I get Priest of Evailyn?"
"I don't understand this part either, Milady. I believe you can develop Lightning Mage by yourself, maybe even Technomancer. But Priest? Usually, a Bishop has to ordain you."
"Aitoshuri, do you believe that maybe Evailyn will help me with it?"
A chime rang through the mountains.
"What was that?"
"The doorbell, Milady."

After Flora Fluss burns down the kitchen, her son insists she is too old to live alone. She's got two choices. Either move into a retirement home or spend the rest of her life within a virtual reality game governed by society's most advanced artificial intelligence. When you've worked a lifetime as an engineer for home appliances, naturally, you go with the option that has more toasters. 
Soon, Flora finds out that the virtual world is more familiar than she thought. Though, it takes her a while to get used to the idea that tanks don't hold water or oil but the aggro of mobs.  

Auntie toasts the VRMMORPG contains cute crafting, complicated game-mechanics plus how to exploit them, unconventional training methods, and a lot of toasters.

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Ves resumed his work on his design after taking a break. The board meeting led to modest changes but gave everyone a lot of food for thought. One thing that struck him was that everyone pushed for mass production. They didn't believe the LMC could deliver the necessary quality to grow into the high end market.

"They're right, in a way."

He'd have to become a Journeyman Mech Designer to break into the top and most lucrative end of the market. That was still a long way off despite the help of the System.

"My various Skills have reached Journeyman-level, but I'm barely scratching the surface. I'm still short on depth and experience."

Ves vaguely estimated he would have to design at least five or six original models to gain the minimum amount of experience to advance. They also had to be distinctly different mech, so Ves couldn't get away with designing six identical knight mechs.

"Let's get back to work."

Ves thought about the implications of forming the structure of his artificial musculature from scratch.

"The more experienced mech designers can do this by heart. I haven't reached that level yet, even with the theories I've learned."

In such cases, it would be a shame to consult a reference book and adapt a expertly designed template that had been derived from examples of nature. For example, knight templates often took their inspiration from studying the bodies of athletes and soldiers.

Ves chose to be fairly extravagant by borrowing a high quality reference book from the Clifford Society's Moon Library.

It took a couple of says for the fast courier to deliver the secure materials required to read the book. For a price of ten merits, the Society went out of its way to make sure that Ves didn't propagate its contents.

He didn't spend his time in vain during the wait. He re-read the textbooks on Battle Mechatronics and looked back on his old designs to study the way their musculature worked.

Mechs generally adopted simplified structures compared to a human made out of blood and flesh. In particular, they didn't require so much fine control for their toes, neck and head. Knight mechs also sacrificed a lot of finesse in their arms in favor of brute strength.

"Still, a strong pair of legs forms the basis of a sturdy knight."

Knights relied on the strength of their legs to build up momentum and withstand shocks. They also depended on their legs for balance.

The reference book he borrowed happened to contain a couple of templates for all the different archetypes. After a lot of browsing, Ves chose to go with the lightest knight template.

"It's the most responsive and agile out of all the medium knight templates. It's the only choice that conforms with my vision."

The black phoenix would never sit still like a rock for long. It wished to endure attacks only up to the extent for it to close in on its opponent and take it out.

A lighter musculature that facilitated movement over force enabled this choice of battle. Unfortunately, Ves also had to accept a substantial reduction in arm strength.

"My knight will never match the strength of a purely offensive type like a swordsman mech."

He accepted the compromise, since his mech's substantial defense made up for its lacking offensive prowess. It aimed to outlast its opponents by surviving to the end rather than killing them off first.

Ves made a couple of tweaks to the standard template.

He increased the range of motion of the shield arm to facilitate bashing with the flat or sharp end of the phoenix-emblazoned shield.

He also strengthened the back and abdominal muscles to insure they wouldn't overstain if his mech dug into hardy ground.

His inexperience with designing a musculature led to long nights of continuous work. The black phoenix remained demanding throughout the process, sometimes even forcing Ves to throw away hours worth of development.

The delays resulted in further refinements that provided greater strength without taking up too much space, which was getting very cramped by now.

He sat back in his seat with a satisfied smile after the latest round of modelling pronounced his work to be without any major flaws.

"This is the best I can achieve at the moment."

It helped that he licensed a fairly premium artificial musculature system from the Society. If he licensed a generic one, he would have been forced to bulk up his frame.

Still, the various compromises he made so far made it clear it didn't excel as a damage sponge. "It's leaning a bit too heavily on the offensive side."

Ves intended to use the armor cladding process as a way to correct this imbalance.

Much like the artificial musculature, the application of the armor system also came with a lot of complexity. Many mech designers either used a reference book or modelled the most optimal layout with sophisticated processors.

This time, Ves declined to borrow another reference book. His experience and his Optimization Sub-Skills should be sufficient for him to design an adequate armor layout.

The Veltrex armor system consisted of a minimum of three layers.

The upper layer consisted of various composites that worked best against directed energy weapons.

The middle layer consisted of heavier alloys that specialized in stopping kinetic weapons.

The lower layer mainly dispersed heat and force that went through the other layers. It also worked great in mitigating explosive damage.

The weakness of this armor system became apparent. If an enemy force stripped the upper layer with a ballistic weapon, it could easily penetrate past the middle and lower layers. While their sheer thickness could still mitigate a certain amount of energy damage, it was obviously not ideal.

"I doubt my models will become prolific enough for enemies to know about this weakness."

Despite this wrinkle, the Veltrex armor system could withstand a surprising level of abuse for its thickness.

Some armor systems could be trimmed or thickened by adjusting the amount of layers.

The Veltrex system worked a little differently by adhering to the same three layers, only this time he could adjust the thickness of each of the layers.

Ves spent a lot of time with the fine-tuning of the armor layout. He adopted a fairly standard medium knight layout but trimmed some fat wherever he could get away with it. However, he didn't go too far, as a knight still had to withstand a lot of blows.

"Even if the internals are easier to repair, it's still not a good idea to make it easy to get past the armor."

He took his time in this phase, dragging it out over four weeks as he meticulously verified his design choices with advanced mathematical modelling. From chilly ice planets to desolate asteroids, Ves simulated every possible hostile environment he could come up with. His model performed surprisingly poorly in vacuum and hot environments.

"My mech doesn't generate as much heat as a laser rifleman, so I didn't put too many heatsinks in its design."

This limited its heat processing capacity. The only way his phoenix could shunt its heat was through shunting it from its feet or dissipating it through infrared radiation.

"Isn't it ironic for a phoenix knight to be prone to overheating?"

Ves decided to keep the current amount of heatsinks. Adding any more meant decreasing his mech's performance to an unacceptable level in his eyes. He took the Republic's geography into account as well.

"The Bright Republic doesn't have that many hot planets anyway, and spaceborn mechs are far more suitable to deploy in vacuum environments."

After making sure the armor held up in every other environment, Ves surrendered himself to his artistic fancies. He meticulously carved the upper layer of the armor with phoenix-themed reliefs.

He shaped the generic humanoid face into a phoenix's head. He carved up the shoulder pauldrons into a feather-like appearance. He added minor decorative lines throughout the torso to reinforce its association with blackfire and phoenixes.

The only downside to this 'extra' addition was that the carvings affected the structural integrity of the armor system. Ves had to bulk up many of the sections due to the weaknesses he inadvertedly introduced.

"It's worth it, though. My design looks good, really good."

He already applied a coating of black and gold to his mech. The change in color amplified the connection between the design and the image in his mind. The black phoenix strongly approved of the phoenix knight's impressive appearance. It definitely possessed a strong level of gravitas that he only found in his recent Marcus Aurelius limited edition model.

What particularly stood out from its appearance was its underlying menace. The black coating gave his design a sinister association that Ves didn't see very often in knights.

The Marc Antony Mark II radiated aggression as well, but it always had a noble and flamboyant touch to it. The phoenix knight decried the brave charge, choosing instead to triumph over its opponent through a mix of guile and speed

"This doesn't fit with the knight ethos. Even offensive knights don't go this far."

Fortunately, Ves still had to design its shield and armor. He compensated for the menace by adding a slightly wider shield. He spent over three days perfecting the phoenix wing design on its surface. The asymmetrical look caused by the exaggerated curling wing gave it a distinctly exotic moon-like appearance.

As for the sword, Ves went ahead with designing it as planned. The winged guards and the phoenix body hilt gave the sword a fine touch, but besides that he didn't stray from standard doctrine. Together with the use of generic sword alloys, it was clear the sword would never be able to outshine the shield, which Ves had cladded it entirely with premium Veltrex armor layers.

His mech came into shape after more than three months of design work. The seasons changed and the tension between the Republic and the Kingdom neared the boiling point. Despite the passing of time, Ves hardly noticed any of it as he became subsumed in perfecting his design.

He spent the final weeks in subjecting his tentatively functional design through a barrage of tests. Quite often, the simulations revealed a host of flaws in the interaction between the armor and the internals underneath. These flaws hadn't showed up when Ves tested those systems in isolation. Only when he put together every piece in a single package did the flaws come to light.

"This is still rather sloppy for me. It's taken longer to eliminate all these flaws than I thought.

Nevertheless, Ves successfully completed his first iteration of what he temporarily called the Blackbeak.

"Blackwing sounds better, but it's too bad my mech isn't capable of flight."

Perhaps he'd adopt the name for an aerial variant of his design. The base model possessed sufficient space in the back to accomodate a flight system, though he would also have to overhaul the internals to increase its heat-handling capacity.

"That's a problem for later."

Now that he finished a solid design with concrete specs, Ves thought about the next step in his design process.

"I'm going to have to fabricate a prototype and subject it to an extensive amount of gruelling tests."

This went doubly so for knights that specialized in long-term durability. Ves couldn't trust his mathematical models to reflect the actual truth. His design might still hide a small number of critical flaws.

"The thing about models is that they reflect a distorted version of reality. No single model exists so far that can simulate our reality with perfect fidelity."

Even the System's impressive models admitted defeat in this area. For an existence capable of materialization and time travel to express its inferiority in this area, Ves didn't delude himself that he could trust his models blindly.

"First, let's see what the others have to say. They must be brimming with anticipation with what I've been cooking up all these months."

He exited his office, only to encounter a worrying development.

"What's happening?" Ves asked.

"You should check the mech portals." Carlos replied as he passed him a data pad. "One of your competitors is one step ahead of you."

Ves glanced at the news article and found to his surprise that another Apprentice Mech Designer debuted an offensive knight design as his first original mech. Could this be a coincidence?

Then he recognized the designer.

"I know this guy."

Humanity has conquered half the galaxy and the Age of Mechs reigns supreme!

Ves Larkinson lacked the genetic aptitude to become a famed mech pilot. Fighting against his fate, he studied mech design in order to express his love for mechs as a builder instead of a soldier.

When Ves graduated from college, he returned to a new but empty boutique. Left with a small, newly founded mech workshop that his father painstakingly built with a mountain of debt, Ves somehow needs to make ends meet with the bank breathing down his neck.

In the midst of his despair, he found salvation from another legacy his father had left.

"Welcome to the Mech Designer System. Please design your new mech."

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In the control room, Lu Zhiyu was standing next an optical projection, the sub-brain David. Standing behind Lu Zhiyu were the lead of the starship program, Gu Chaoran, Fabio Rossi from the Robot Manufacturing Research Laboratory, the original starship designer Molly, and some experts in engineering, computer technology, dynamics and materials science.
These eight people were responsible for the design and construction of the starship Truth. They were members of its management committee. Lu Zhiyu came up with the starship's name, which was also the name of a spacecraft in a movie that Lu Zhiyu had watched a very long time ago and liked very much.
The construction had finally been completed. Truth could accommodate up to 100,000 people. It also was able to store a vast amount of materials and energy reserves. At present, there were only 2,362 people onboard, most of whom were foreign employees.
"Boss, you said that the gravity field device and some transformation devices were still not in place. As such, the current starship cannot enter space," Gu Chaoran said.
Lu Zhiyu nodded, but did not comment further on the doubts that had just been raised by Gu Chaoran. "You have a week to prepare. Everyone can leave Truth with your family. Then, after one week, those who stay will enter the space."
Gu Chaoran then said to Lu Zhiyu, "Mr. Nicholas Debye of the Vatican Clan has made an appointment to see you tomorrow. He will be accompanied by two important people."
Lu Zhiyu glanced at Gu Chaoran, who lowered his head and dared not speak any further. He had heard about Nicholas from the images about the Antarctic event that had been circulated on the Internet.
Although those images had since been deleted, there were still a number of members of the Antarctic base station that had posted images online, which was causing a tremendous sensation.
After seeing them, Gu Chaoran was convinced that his boss was probably from a powerful alien civilization beyond all humans' imaginations. As such, his power was most likely no different than the gods' in the eyes of humans.
At the end of the meeting, all of the people present seemed worried as they all left. After everyone had left the control room, Lu Zhiyu asked David, "Are you ready?"
"Yes, Truth's conversion has been completed," David replied.
Lu Zhiyu, like the sun, emitted lights and floated in the hall. Wherever he went, it became shiny. The starship was affected the most by his presence.
The starship itself was a huge alchemy lifeform. The main structure of its body was metal cells, but these were not mythical metal cells. At this moment, Truth was made up of regular metal cells.
"Divine life form template generated! Template inserted!" David emitted a mechanical sound and inserted the pre-designed starship divine life form template into the metal cells.
Lu Zhiyu integrated the curvature engine, gravity field device, and the protective cover that he had removed from the previous Atlantis Hope into Truth. These three devices then activated the super power of the divine life form template in Truth, which could be freely controlled at will and could even evolve with the other changes in Truth.
Truth now had a mythical alchemy lifeform. So, when it was hit hard, it could self-heal.
In this transformation, the curvature engine allowed Truth to achieve interstellar travel, even without the need for a large number of antimatter fuels, which provided energy for the curvature engine to generate a force field. This became a natural ability for Truth.
With the curvature engine, Truth was able to enter the space, instead of using the magnetic plasma propeller that used lithium hydroxide as a fuel. This was a great achievement, as otherwise, it would take a hundred years for Truth to leave the solar system.
Conventionally, if the speed reached the speed of light, the quality of matter must be infinite. But, with the curvature engine, the combination of negative energy and positive energy could generate the energy field that let the space in front of the field be compressed. In this way, a new space would be created behind the field, pushing the starship forward and allowing it to reach the speed of light.
Also, the gravity field device generated gravity inside the starship. So, all those people inside the starship were living just like they would on earth. As long-term weightlessness would kill red blood cells, destroy muscles, and hearts, only with gravity could people live in the starship for any length of time.
Also, the gravity field could avoid the situation that people inside couldn't withstand the tremendous pressure that was caused by the starship's acceleration. This was because the protective cover was equipped with plasma emitters in the front and at the rear, which emitted the plasma shield to cover the entire starship. At the same time, the high temperature generated by the protective cover could also be managed by the plasma.
These three technologies were all born in Hope, which had completely surpassed the earth's civilization. These new technologies were what reassured Lu Zhiyu of the hopeful future of space journeys.
"What's that? Where is the light coming from?" Lu Zhiyu wondered aloud.
The light shimmered throughout Truth. Many staff members in the central residential area found that the sun overhead became glaring in an instant. 
The lights came from all directions. Meanwhile, Truth was undergoing tremendous changes...


By accident, Lu Zhiyu found the entrance to a low-dimensional world, and thus began a totally different journey!

Free to control everything in the low-dimensional game, Lu Zhiyu felt like a gamemaster, and even God.


In a field under a red sky we can see a figure of a man making his way through an army of shadows that resemble knights. The figure seems to be using fire, lightning and what seems to be pure force to go through the army of shadows to get to the castle on the other side.
--------
In what appears to be a throne room we can see a shadow figure sitting on the throne. From its silhouette there appears to be a crown on its head and armour on its body. Outside the throne room the sound of battle can be heard. Then…
*Boom*
Suddenly the wall on the side overlooking the battlefield explodes and a man can be seen flying through said wall. Behind him the battlefield seems to be empty.
"woooo hoooooo"
*1st person POV*
[Did you have to kill ALL of them and at MELEE range?]
"Hey" I replied with indignation "you try fighting efficiently for a two or so years and then come and complain about me trying to have fun you asshole" I replied, totally ignoring the king of shadows.
[Yeah well sorry that I can't live my dream as a fucking Jedi Wizard]
"Hey I'm not a Jedi yet. I don't have lightsaber" I replied with definitely not a pout. I don't pout "Besides, a guy want to try different things after some time, ya know"
[Trust me if I could I would] Solo replied with a huff
The king, probably having enough of me ignoring it, decided to attack. It is fast, extremely so.
* concentrate*
[concentrate_MAX] (toggle)
MP: 50/s
Grants the user a 5% increase to INT and WIS while active, it also increases the user's perception of time by 50%.
Grants 0.5 INT and WIS per level
Everything slows, including me. That is fine though as our speed is almost equal with me having the advantage. The king is using dual daggers and rushing me. Our melee begins, he stabs, I weave to the side and throw a hook towards its ribs.
It flies towards the broken wall and to the battle field. I follow while continuing my previous conversation.
"So this is what it's about? You want your own body?"
[Maybe...] Is all I get as a responce
*sigh* "You know all you had to do was ask" I reply with frustration lacing my voice "so you want out of the system?"
I reach the king, only for him to turn invisible. under any other circumstance the force would not be able to sense it, but with the bit of nature law I can sense the unnatural, the undead.
*Living Force Fire*
[Living Force Fire_97 (23.4%)] (active)
103 MP
Summon and control the living flame of life and rebirth till dismissed. Size and power depends on VIT and INT respectively. Deals increased damage to undead, dark and unholy creatures. This skill is a combination of [Force Fire] and [purification]
Grants 0.97 VIT and INT per level
Once I activated the spell I can feel the king recoil from its radiance. I moved the flame to cover my fists, elbows and legs till my knees. The reason is I got kickboxing as a reward for clearing the boxhead zombies. There was a pun there.
[Grand Master Kickboxing_88 (17%)] (passive)
This ability is an upgrade of [master kickboxing]
In the use of Kickboxing no one is a match for you. You can do things with this martial art that can only be described as super human.
Grants 0.88 STR, VIT and DEX per level
I rush him and activate my *force healing aura*
[Force Heal_MAX] (Toggle)
MP: 50/s
Use the force to connect to the power of nature and use it to heal injuries. The higher the level the greater the severity of the injuries healed. It can return the recently deceased. Can be used as an aura at x4 MP cost.
Heals 5000 HP/s
Grants 1 VIT, INT and WIS per level
The reason is that as much as it heals me and damages him. The damage is next to nothing, but that's not its purpose. The reason for activating the skill is it hurts the king, it cases it to lose its focus and it reduces its stats by a good chunk for being on a holy land and not on its own unholy land.
With my preparations ready in a second, I *rush* it. The ability is great as it near instantly places me next to it and with my fist through its stomach burning the undead king in agony. Now is the worst part of this encounter… waiting.
It wails and screams while striking at me with its daggers, but with my [Stone skin], [Hardening], [impenetrable] and my high health Regan. It might as well tickle me.
---
So we continued our conversation… while my hand is burning the undead king 'god that sounds cool'. "so you want out?"
[No I can multitask, using [parallel thinking] I can be in both places at once and we will always be connected through our souls bound through the system]
"ahhhhhhh"
30,000/50,000
"So, my soul mate, what's the problem?" I ask light-heartedly
[First of all don't call me that, I don't swing that way. As for the problem, I was created to serve you, I have no other purpose, or at least I shouldn't have one, I guess it's your template that is making me want to be a Jedi now]
"You liked the movies, didn't you?" I ask grinning
"AHHHHHHH"
15,000/50,000
[It's star wars, who wouldn't]
"I think we can get you a body soon, I just want this bastard to drop the Book of shadows and we can go"
"AHHH" *poff*
0/50,000
It dispersed, finally. Let's see what we got.
[Congratulations on defeating the shadow king of the undead, you receive the following]
[Book of shadows, 500,000xp, 500,000$, high grade shadow Mithril]
[level up]
"YEEEAAAHHH" I scream, fist in the air wile smiling like an idiot "fuck you kINg oF tHe uNdEad" I mock.
[God I'm stuck with a dumbass] I can hear the face palm in the tone if possible.
"Shut up, you go through that screeching for five times. I almost died the first time"
[Never mind, time to round up your stats]
"Stats"
[Stats]
Name: Dante
Title: Bane of the undead
Level: 243 (3.3%)
HP: 15,657
MP: 18,303
STR: 1101.3
VIT: 1565.7
DEX: 909.5
INT: 1830.3
WIS: 1722
LUK: 100
Points: 95
"Assign all remaining points to dexterity"
[Done]
*ping*
[Due to reaching 1000 DEX Fingers of life and death evolved to Fingers of heaven and hell]
[Fingers of heaven and hell_MAX] (passive)
Your touch can be so delicate and pleasing it would drive people mad with pleasure, or it can be so painful that it is compared to the cruciatus curse. Either way it can only be described as magical
This skill is achieved due to reaching a certain amount of stats as such it can't gift any.
"hehehe, excelent" I did the best Mr burns impression I can
[perv]
"HEY, this is for my future pantheon to be happy"
I can feel the [-_-] in my soul
"Don't judge meeee"

our protagonist finds himself between three beautifle goddesses in his room after he died. they grant him a few gifts and send him to his own universe which he has to visit the omni-verse to collect and imbue energy into. should he get a few ladies along the way, who would complain.

Ahoy World!

It's me again, your captain of this blog ship.

Remember when I said that I wanted to update weekly? I know I'm three days early on this post but let's not sweat the small stuff, shall we? Rules are created by humans and so they shall be broken by humans too. Besides, the law is simply a guideline as many adults would agree with.

Anyways, I digress. I've been trying to look out for interesting humans to report in my spy missions but none of the ten-year-olds in my class made the cut. Neither did the teachers because they were all giving the same vibes… "Sit up straight!", "Be quiet!", "Listen to me when I'm talking!", "Where do you think you're going, young man?" etc etc.

Between napping in between lessons and reading, I found myself watching a certain background character in closer detail. For the sake of protecting his identity, we shall call him Janitor Jones.

Janitor Jones is a very thin man with tanned skin, crooked yellow teeth and smells badly of smoke and body odor. I don't think very highly of him but I don't think anyone can blame me for that. You'd be surprised by what you can learn just by sitting in the toilet for an hour.

It wasn't intentional on my end but I definitely heard the lunch lady and the head janitor 'discussing' about Sir Janitor Jones. Apparently the man is in his late fifties and has three children who are all grown up and have flown the coop. His wife is a fat lady with an unhealthy obsession over food and Jones doesn't own a house yet. He still lives with his old mother in a rundown apartment with his wife.

Of course, you captain isn't one to judge a book by its cover as proven many times by a terrible design but a good read from my school's library. *Ahem* I digress. So I went to do my homework and investigated Janitor Jones discreetly.

By discreetly, I meant putting on my innocent face and asking around or following behind him when he thinks his boss isn't looking. I wasn't disappointed at the very least when Jones showed his true self.
It happened yesterday when a poor kid lost his lunch money after getting knocked down by bullies. I don't know how those bullies missed a two dollar bill but they did. The poor kid whose glasses got stepped on missed it too but I was there, watching everything from a vacant classroom during break time.

Along came Jones with his broom and cigarette. It was clear that he was looking for an afternoon nap. No, don't question it. I know his routine. It isn't rocket science. *Ahem* I digress.

So Jones took a look around and frowned when he saw litter on the grounds he just cleaned two hours ago. However once he bent down to pick it up, he realised that it was a two dollar bill. Now, here's a question.

What would you do if you found a two dollar bill on the ground at a school that work at?

Remember, there isn't a right and a wrong answer… just a likeable and hateful one.

a) Looked around to see that nobody was looking before keeping the bill in his pocket
b) Pick it up and return that bill to the lost and found office
c) Donate it away
d) Buy something with it
e) Others

-inserts drum roll-

If you chose the option b or c then you're probably the kind of nice people the world needs more of. I can't express my frustration of having to deal with not only stupid but also selfish people all the time. But if you're the kind of person who would do b or c, I hereby give you the title of "Small Marshmallow".

If you chose option d or e, there's nothing wrong with that. It's a fair game out there. Finders keepers, losers weepers. I can understand that perfectly well and it's totally accepted. Not hateful at all.

If you chose option a… you should be ashamed of yourself and apologise to your parents for being human trash! Unfortunately, I'm not the God of Judgement. I couldn't smite Janitor Jones for choosing option a and acting on it. In fact, I was rather impressed that he thought nobody was looking. I wasn't even trying to hide!

While I tried to give Jones as much benefit of doubt that I could, I simply don't think Jones deserves a life any better than he is currently living. You do you, just stay out of my face and we're good.

So that's it from me for now, I don't know what kind of blog this is but it should've proved entertaining enough for you to be reading it up till this point.

Last but not least, I would like to thank the two poor souls with nothing better to do who read my previous blog post and decided they would like to join my crew. Welcome to the nameless ship but I guess I now have a first and second mate.

That's all from me, folks! I'll see you next week.

Fair Winds!
Pirate S.

At age 10, Scarlet Liu Xiu Wen was tested with a Mensa IQ of 156.

By age 12, she was publishing books with the pen name Permanent Frost. By age 14, she was a successful vocalist-composer in the band called Britannia. By age 16 Scarlet had a successful career as a model and actress going by the stage name of Liu Xiu Wen.

However, there was a secret that the world didn't know. Away from the limelight, Scarlet took on yet another persona online as Pirate S - the eccentric half-genius. Everyone who lurked in the forums knew her name. Known for her unusual takes on life and mostly popularly for her "Human Observation Diary" blog, Scarlet enjoys the nerd life in secret.

Human Observation Diary has always kept to a very standard format but one day, a reader pointed out that the blog has recently been differing from its usual format. Intrigued by the trigger, Scarlet investigates her latest human observation - an online NEET by the name of Jedd77.

From further interactions, Scarlet finds herself helplessly drawn to him. As their friendship develops into something more, Scarlet has to make a choice.

To give up her secrecy and allow Jedd77 to be a part of her life? Or continue the game of cat and mouse even after the face reveal.

***

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As a writer I would like to have some interaction with my readers  and I can't think of a better way than the readers directly adding to the world where the story takes place. Below will be templates for you to create your own characters and a kingdom if you wish too. Please use the templates as it will allow me to copy and paste your creation into the word document I have dedicated to characters and kingdoms.(I will also leave an example template filled in from my other book to use as a reference below)

Example Character template

Name: Christian DuneHill

Age: 16

Class: Spear wielder 

Stats: Power: A 850 Endurance: A 807 Dexterity: SS 1030 Agility: S 900 Magic: SSS 1100

Artefacts: 

Can use Magic? : Yes

Magical affinity? : Necromancer

Spells:  Shadow Teleportation, Summon skeleton.

Kingdom/Familia Affiliation: Dunehill Familia

Looks: Blonde hair, blue eyes, pale skin.

Personality:  Enemies:  Vengeful, Angry, Ruthless, Cutthroat
                     Friends: Loyal, Devoted, Understanding

Background: A 32 year old businessman transported to the current world, heir to the Dunehill family. Suffered from aggressive outbursts on Earth.

Religion (Not needed but an option if you would like it) : None

Main Focus: To gain an army strong enough to take back his city form the Azure kingdom, will do whatever it takes to see the Azure kingdom burn.


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Can use Magic? 

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Magic: 

Skills:

Development Abilities:

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Looks:

Personality:  

Background:

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Main Focus: 

Bonus information:




Kingdom Template

Name: 

Race in charge?

Other races?

Familia in charge?

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Diplomacy Focus: (Alliance building, Aggressive Etc):

Government type ( Monarchy, Democracy Etc):

Leader Title:

State Religion(Not needed, option for flavour):

General information:

Rewrite of DanMachi: The rise of Death.

What if Bell wasn't the strongest person in Danmachi? What if there was a hidden talent that had to play down his abilities? What if he no longer wanted to remain in the shadows?

Jerome, known as "7" around the world was an internationally known mercenary that operated before the gods descended. He was slain by Ares and forced to reincarnate in the future.

 He was killed due to his distrust of the gods and the threat his magic would be to the world that they wanted to create.

What will happen when he  clashes with the Gods once more? Will one bow to the other or will they mutually ensure each others destruction?

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