This is based on real stories happened when I was a kid.

After reading on webnovel I don't I don't find a moral story for children so this is it

Number 71, pushed a guy down, while looking down on him, he arrogantly exclaimed, "fool"
The kids gritted their teeth's
Afterall they had just asked for help with honest intentions,
That is what would happen in between normal kids,
But the kids here were special,
Using the excuse of learning while trying to get closer with the most talented guy in class, this was their intention,
But not all kids would be able to think this way,
This was thought by the group leader,
The class had 4 groups
One was led by Number 178, it was a group of 18 people   
One was led by Number 50, it was a group of 20 people
One was led by Number 82, it was a group of 19 people
And the final was made by 3 people having no particular leader,
The leaders of the 3 large groups saw the group made of 3 people as the group they could shallow,
If anyone of the kids had managed to win over Number 71 and invited over to a group then that group would have just gained the most talented guy in glass,
They did not realize what benefit this could have, being kids, they just wanted to have the most talented guy in their group, so they could share assignments, and look down on other groups
Where did such kids learn the concept of hierarchy?
The very first story on the story book was based on the concept hierarchy.
Most ignored such concepts as they could not understand it, and choose to read simple stories
But,
Even if most could not gasp it, talented kids like Number 178, Number 50, Number 82, Number 18, and Number 71 were able to gasp some of it
Number 101 had the perfect gasp on the situation,
He clearly understood why Number 71 took such an action,
One of the kids gave their hand and helped the fallen kid to stand up,
He was Number 50,
He was the tallest guy in the class,
His was also fatter than most kids,
He had a soft voice, "You should not push down people like that, they were just simply asking for help", he spoke like an innocent kid, very politely
Helping someone, and standing up against some one they hated, the value of Number 50 just increased Infront of all other kids, especially the ones in his group.  
"Yes, they were asking for my help, even the people in your group were asking for my help, could it be? They must think that their leader cannot teach them anything so, they rather rely on me", Number 71 replied in a sarcastic tone
His words directly hit the nerves of all 3 leaders,
Number 50 gritted his teeth, "Don't act all arrogant, if you act this way you will end up all alone", His polite tone was now non-existent, rather he had a harsh voice
Number 71 smiled, "Then, I shall pleasantly await the day I end up all alone", After saying that, he turned back trying to leave, but Number 50 grabbed his shoulder trying to stop him, "Stop"
Instantly turning behind, he grabbed Number 50's hand and kicked his leg causing him to fall on his back, then he sat in his stomach and glared at him
Then he clenched his fist,
BAM! BAM! BAM!
He punched Number 50 three times directly in his face,
"Don't you dare touch me", Number 71 spoke while directly maintaining eyes contact with him.
This incident caused the entire class to be surprised, everyone was stunned even Number 18, she had just seen a new side of Number 71, Number 71 was just smiling while punching Number 50
She felt some fear in her heart, this caused her to look towards Number 101 who was besides her,
She even felt more chill looking at him,
He had the calm unfazed expression like ever, intensely looking at the situation but unlike others he was not simply looking at the commotion,
Time to time his gaze would shift towards the guards and servants who were nearby,
Within a single story could lie another 1000 stories,
Even a single incident, could be analyzed through multiple aspects
Number 101 was analyzing every action also its reaction,
This led to him realizing a crucial aspect,
Number 71 had just taken an incredibly risky gamble, Number 71 had also realized what he did was risky but being a child, he could only think of limited long term while Number 101 mostly thought long term, thus, he realized the gravity of situation,
 Right now, there would not be much problem, but when they would grow up, things would be different,
The guards simply ignored the violence occurring in front of them, indicating this place supports violence between kids,
The story book contained the concepts hierarchy, and they causally gave it to kids, indicating they had intended to cause conflict among children from the very beginning,
From the very way children were produced, Number 101 had realized this was not a decent place, and the people here also had no decent intention,
The action of Number 71 was like a declaration of war against other kids, he was smart, he had incredible reflexes, he possessed brutality, he possessed talent, in current condition without a doubt he would be able to stand against all three groups,
But the problem was cultivation,
The thing Number 101 feared was, once the kids would start cultivating, the situation would change, the talent they possessed in cultivating would not be predetermined, if later Number 71 would end up with little talent then his situation would turn grim, even if his talent ends up being decent, that too would not solve much problems, against 3 groups just Number 71 would not be able to over power them, it would have been a different thing of all three of them had great talent but Number 101 knew he could not cultivate, so he wanted to avoid making enemies,
Just Number 71 and Number 18 would not be able to survive,
Power is everything,
Power comes in various forms, physical strength gives you a form of power, being a group leader gives you another form of power, wisdom also grants you power,
But the necessary part is, one should have enough power to triumph over other,
 
Number 71 stood up and left the room,
Few servants came and took Number 50's unconscious body
"101, Are you alright", 18 asked quietly as she saw the sinister smile on 101's face  
Without replying he suddenly stood up and left the room,
.
In the night something unexpected happened,
While he was reading through the stories, he found a peculiar story,
Its title was, "The Living Man and the Summoned Snake"
Its was a story about a man who passed various trails along with his summoned snake, fighting over a thousand battles against cultivators"
Suddenly different facts emerged in his head
He stopped translating and started to speed read through the book,
"Again, a summoner"
"Again"
"Even in this story"
He mumbled to himself,
The women who had a snake encircled around her hand,
The servant who healed his hand with the help of a spider,
 And the stories about summoners, their adventures, their power,
It started to make sense,
Cultivation existed in this world,
But so, did other form of battle technique's such as Summoning
After finding out this fact the hope inside his heart even grew larger,
A sinister smile brew on his face,
He was delighted beyond words,
As he had just found out a way to grow stronger even if he could not cultivate,
"Hehe"
Then he started to analyze the facts he knew about this place and this world,
From the stories he could tell the relationship between the Summoners and Cultivators were not good
War would occur between them most of the time,
The place he was in was most likely a sect formed by Summoners,
In his previous world, one could climb high up the ranks if one had the strength in sects, Sects were different from clans, villages or kingdom where ranks were determined by bloodline and relationships
There was a high chance similar rules applied here,
He had only one goal that was to be strong, so strong that no one would dare look down on him anymore,
And now he had vague idea about how he would achieve his goal

Every night, when he rested on his bed and looked back on his way of life. He discovered nothing but regrets. 

But what could he do then? 

He was now old and out of time—he could do nothing but accept his life choices and pray that he acquire enough wisdom to experience life with little regrets in the next life.

Life is cruel. Everyone faces mishaps, sorrows, and tragedies, which in turn give birth to regrets. 『Master Of Centipedes』 is a story of a king who lived his entire life, caged in the misery of regrets but received a second chance in life.

Once a king, now a pupil inside a sect.

This time, will he be able to live a life any different from before?

Note: He doesn't reincarnate as a centipede. Instead, he's a being who can control centipedes. But, the insects will evolve.

Rifts and ranking. 
Arcana have lived on this world for oh about 10k years.
When we revoled and escaped from the dimension warriors assaulting this world.
we are the elves, dwarves, goblins, etc.
most of your fantasy and mythological creatures are us.
While you have 7 billion humans we number around 7 million hidden arcane, we arcs and aside from being hidden actually have fully integrated arc and human societies.
in manga and other fantasy stories monster rankings range from
S: Dragons and demon kings. 
A,B,C,D,E,F.
f through d are most humans 
for novella purposes.. we'll rank 
pro sports figures as C
the peak of humans strength, speed,endurance, occasionally enter B rank.. a hord of Goblins for example might be E to D rank.. individually. however Goblins never fight individually. 
vampires rank C to B Ancient vampires rank A
A newborn Dragon is around C
Each rank is not just double the lower level.
C and above are nearly 10x stronger than the previous rank.
HISTORY LESSONS 
around 5k years ago the dimension warriors opened the rift again.
beating humans and Arcana into nearly the proverbial stone age. we finally got the rift closed. Our new alliance with the newly rebelled Vampires and Goblins.
The Pegasus,  unicorns, etc. died out.
Due to humans fears we decided to take the opportunity to fade into myth and legend we understood with humans reproduction rates as opposed to ours.. even though we are stronger humans breed like Goblins. our mutual destructions of each other would be the final outcome so we let you think we died out and became stories to tell the children to frighten them into obedience. 
A few years ago we confirmed the failing of the barrier is imminent within 10 years. We started to reveal ourselves.. Loch Ness, American Bigfoot,  Himalayan Yeti, Goblins, Dragons and other creatures showing up in comics. Not all of those cute cosplay cat girls are humans, those steamy werewolf and vampire stories you moms hide from your husband.. probably written by us.
so now our leaders finally revealed us officially to the world and why.
Hollywood helped a lot with its horror demon stories. 
unfortunately this made some humans scared of us all.
Needless to say not everyone, human nor Arcana were happy about us in the spotlight. 
Some of us decided to remain hidden in plain sight.

2 OP High Schoolers during a demon invasion

When you are little, they say things like: "If you do something bad and worse things at the same time, that goes against the teachings of God, and you go directly to hell" or "If you do not follow the commandments of the Law to the letter of God, you will end up in hell, as the vast majority who ignored the teachings of the Law and Commandments of the Law of God have ended "

       And when you ask your parents or someone else who is present at that moment: "What is hell?", As if everyone had agreed, they change the subject, because they don't know what to answer.
 
            So, when we were children, we have no choice to obey them, but if we ask our teachers or priests: "What is hell?", they answer us that, "hell is a place where bad people go"
 

 

 
 

 
           And the same thing happens when we ask, if ghosts really exist? Older people do not know what to answer or simply pretend they do not listen to us.
 
            I always have the idea that ghosts do not exist, that they are in your mind and  many people use ghosts to make gullible people believe that they are bad and they will not rest in peace, until they take us to hell.
 
            When you are little, you hear so many stories about ghosts, the Devil and his demons, that we are curious to ask if those stories are true or not.
 
            And when we ask our parents or any adult, if those stories are true, they laugh, I think they laugh that much because of nerves, because they don't know what to respond to when we are curious.
 

 

 
 

 
             There are adults who, for not knowing what to respond, decide to punish us, which, I have always found it an injustice that they do this to us.
 
            On the one hand, there is a small percentage of adults who simply decide to be upset with us that they decide not to answer our questions.
 
            Also, adults instill fear in us children, telling us not to see anything of terror because, we would be opening the door to hell and all the evil that is contained in that door, would come out to do its thing.
 
            Personally, I think that adults say that; so that, they do not ask them anything else or simply, to avoid anyway, this topic.
 
            I remember that when I was little, my sisters, my cousins ​​and I, did not know anything about horror movies or that terror does exist because, when you are a child, that kind of thing or topic does not cross to your mind but, it happened to me when I saw my first two horror movies called "Chucky the Devil Doll" and "Dolly Dearest" and thanks to those movies, I started to love horror movies.
 

 

 
 

 
           The main reason why I loved horror, I can't say it, but all I know is that, I love horror and that, since then, I have not stopped watching any horror movies.
 
            It is one thing that I love terror and quite another is, to experience in my own flesh a terror that is too real that it manages to give you goose bumps.
 
            Not only did I experience the terror firsthand; on the other hand, and thanks to what I lived and experienced, they made me the best writer - journalist that I ever thought I would be.
 
            Therefore, what I experienced with the paranormal, which for me has been terrifying, has made me more cautious and not to do things on impulse or for fear of losing my job and to be at peace with myself, which is the most important thing.
 
            Finally, I think that ghosts do not hurt; instead, we ourselves are the ones who cause all kinds of evil.
 

 

 
 

 
           But there are ghosts who take revenge on all the people who hurt them in life and led them to death.
 
            The vast majority of these stories, I lived them firsthand and other stories, my family lived them from the first generation to the present.
 
            The first story is, the beginning of so many experiences, and experiences that make us to think a lot about everything and the importance to follow God´s path, no mattr what.
 
            Finally, I think that, the ghosts, act that way is because of our fault and because of the bad decisions that we make ourselves, without anyone pushing us to do so.
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



What if the house you admire so much has secrets that no one wants to unearth?

What if there are ghosts in that house who do not understand why they are there?

What are the reasons that led them to punish the house?

Is the person who tells the whole story alive or dead? There are nine chapters that relate the struggle between good and evil; in addition, it deals with the internal struggle that each character has when choosing between the correct path and the incorrect one.


	A family that has been going back several generations, facing evil and its friends, allowing itself to be seduced by them.  The first chapter "The Hell", tells about how the recklessness of two friends who wanted to find the door of hell, not only find it and manage to enter to see what is inside; but also, they release the evil that is trapped and sealed by that door.

	Will the characters be ready to face evil? Will they be able to lock them up again and forever? These are some of the questions that this family and their friends will have to ask themselves throughout the novel.

	A horror novel that will make you think twice before choosing the path you want to follow.

Hedges of roses filled her sight. It was a sea of red and green, unable to let her witness another color. A seductive sight capable of luring anyone to witness their beauty.
Avina was captivated the moment she entered the garden. There was a heavy amount of red and rose fragrance, but she could still appreciate the beauty. It was a sea of red.
The further they walked into the garden, the thicker the aroma was. It was as if all you could breathe was roses. It was pungent nearly inducing a headache from Avina.
'How come these roses are so smelly?' It absolutely reeked! Every time she breathed, all she could think about was her complaints.
5025 floated around the roses. Using its vast database, it identified the roses. 'They're a special breed of this world -blood roses. Vibrant red and an even more vibrant smell. The Madam loves them.'
'That explains why I've never smelled such an overpowering rose garden!' Avina commented. Her nose was about to fall off!
Finally, after bearing it for what appeared to be an eternity, they saw the figures of Richard and Lily. Richard was standing to the side of his sister watching her pester the roses. Lily was poking the roses while occasionally pulling off a petal letting it drop to the ground.
"Lily! What are you doing to my roses!" the Madam cried out. She rushed to the side of the roses and pulled Lily's hands off. "Blood roses aren't easy to grow, young lady."
"Then how come we have this whole entire garden full of them!" Lily pouted. She continued to mumble. "I was just playing with them."
"Well, don't play with them like that," the Madam helplessly sighed. Her children were just full of life every day
"What have you two been doing so far? Other than ruining my garden," she asked. Her poor helpless flowers. So beautiful but easily ruined by these rascals!
"I went to see Margaret! And then Johanna and I went to the new cafe. Their cakes are so delicious! And you wouldn't believe what Madame K's new collection looks like. It so- so flirtatious! But Brother wouldn't let me buy it," Lily went on about her day. She exploded with every single event she could possibly remember eager to tell her mother everything.
The Madam just smiled and laughed at her energetic daughter. No matter what she said, the Madam just nodded and smiled with the most loving expression possible. When Richard added more to the story, she would turn towards him and smiled as well. It was clear she treated her children with much love.
The two went to sit down at a nearby gazebo and continued their conversation. Amidst a background of red, the three continued their merry talk unafraid of who may listen. From food to trends, there wasn't a single topic left untouched.
All the servants were told to wait at the side, so Avina was just blankly staring at the scene. There was the Madam calmly replying to everything, Lily who was gushing about everything, and Richard who was hardly doing anything. It would appear that Richard was active in his hunting but passive in his life.
'At least he's got a handsome face to look at,' Avina pointed out.
'Yeah! He looks better than Will!' 5025 added.
Avina was confused. 'Will? Who's that?' She didn't remember anyone named Will so far.
'Ah, that's right. You don't have your memories about the past worlds. Sorry,' 5025 apologized. It had forgotten about that.
Avina was a little regretful. She didn't like to be the only one who didn't know what was going on. Even if it was beneficial for her later, it still made her sad that all her memories and time spent before was erased.
'Do I really need to have my memories erased?'
5025 went silent. It didn't know what to say, but it knew what was important to say. 'Yes. You may not see it now, but in the future, when you've been to more worlds, you'd want to forget everything. Not every memory is a pleasant one.'
Its seniors have shared many stories to it before. From grand adventures to fairy-tale-like love stories, there wasn't a single one it hadn't heard. It believed that having a Host was like having a live-action movie - full of fun and excitement. It wasn't until one of its seniors returned that it learned that going on missions wasn't just fun and games.
She returned with the most worn out look on her face. The moment she saw us, she went for a big hug and weeped. The stories she used to tell were replaced with stories of tragedy. Her host was placed in a harsh world where abuse and violence was common. There was nothing she could do but watch as her host was tortured nearly dying every moment but slowly being rehealed by medicine. It was a repeated cycle she wished she could erase from her own mind, but at least her host could not remember it.
Little 5025 may not know how serious it was at the time, but the memory always reminded it of something. That they may remember everything, but their hosts should not. They have their own lives away from the system and none of the memories from the system and world should be carried out to their life. It was better to forget than remember.
Avina realized 5025's mood dropping at her question. She didn't know what made it so sad, but she wished to comfort it.
'It's okay, 5025. I was just wondering,' Avina said.
5025 smiled at its Host's reply. It would do its best to protect its Host! What has happened before will not happen to its Host!
'I will do my best to protect you, Host!' 5025 told Avina.
Avina smiled at 5025's words. How can her system be so cute!

'Thank you, my sweet 5025.'
The Madam was enjoying her time with her children. No matter how tired she knew her day would be later, if she could be with her children for just one more moment, she could do anything. But she noticed how fast time was passing.
"Oh my," she uttered. "It's nearly noon. We almost missed our lunch."
She turned to look at us. "Winter! Tell the chef to prepare some sandwiches for the three of us."
At the same time, Lily and Richard also looked over at us. Richard was looking at each of us with a blank face. Nothing he saw was new. They were his mother's servants. That was until he passed Rebecca's face.
"Mother," he asked. "Who's that maid right there?"
The Madam looked over to see who he was talking about. "Rebecca? She's a new maid I chose. Is there something wrong?"
Rebecca hadn't seemed to have done something wrong. Of course, the entire time she was paying attention to her children, so Rebecca could have done something behind her back. But from what she had seen, Rebeccadidn't seem to be of that sort.
"It's nothing," Richard said. "I just thought she should be the one to get our lunch."
The Madam didn't know why he wanted Rebecca to do it instead of Winter, but it was a simply thing. She didn't find any difference between Rebecca or Winter doing it.
"Then, Rebecca, you go get our lunch," she told Rebecca.
"Can we have pheasant sandwiches?" Richard asked.
"Pheasant? But we don't- oh, you. Fine," the Madam sighed. "And tell the chef to make it pheasant sandwiches."
In a low whisper, she turned to Richard. "Why did you ask her for pheasant sandwiches? The chef already said that we had no more pheasant meat yesterday. Why make her life difficult?"
RIchard did not reply and instead closed his eyes like he heard nothing. No, he was not making the maid's life harder. He would not admit to it!
How could Avina not hear what they were saying? No matter what, the moment she heard she was going to get lunch, she already made 5025 amplify their conversation. She heard everything!
'See! We haven't even talked a single word yet, and he's already torturing me!'
'Well, maybe-'
'And don't defend him! I'll get his blasted pheasant sandwich,' Avina snorted. 'Because I'm a good maid. Not like him who's a bad master making their servants' lives harder.'
Going through the garden to the kitchen, she met the chef. The chef had already prepared their lunches. It was a neat plate with sandwiches, of course, not pheasant meat. When she looked at that, she knew the difficulties that were about to happen.
"Pheasant? Pheasant! Then you get me pheasant meat and I'll cook it!" the chef yelled out with his thick accent.
Does this maid not see the sandwiches he had already made! If there was any pheasant meat to make sandwiches out of, he would have already done so, but look! There was none!
"But-"
"Here! Go hunt a pheasant yourself!" he yelled again. Grabbing a nearby knife, he placed it into her hand and pushed her out of his kitchen. "Come back when you caught a pheasant!"
Under his breath, he muttered curses. Avina could not hear every single one of them, but she did hear several cuss words and pheasants and what not.
Avina gripped the knife in her hands and tried to restrain herself. This was a knife that could kill. Not the mission target, but a pheasant. Pheasant, pheasant, pheasant, pheasant, target, pheasant- dammit! Not the mission target!
'Help me find a pheasant, 5025?' She knew the morning would be a long one.


| WPC #153 World of Villains Gold Tier |
How great is it to actually get a system and transmigrate to different worlds? But how unlucky is it to transmigrate only into villainesses...

Avina is a good girl with good grades, good looks, and good friends. Only thing is that she has princess syndrome. And now faced with an unfortunate, unwanted, undesirable death, she has a system and has to transmigrate into different worlds in order to live once more!

Hmph! This Princess is so good looking and beautiful! I have no reason to waste my precious hands to push a peasant!
I am so beautiful and talented, how can I hang on one tree! It’s not him who doesn’t need me, but ME who doesn’t need HIM!

System: Host, shouldn’t you flatter the target and gain good will?
Avina: It is beneath me to flatter a hooligan. Hmph!

[SCHEDULE]: the author dares not to set expectations ;-;, Author Intro./Diary has more info

Andrea keep silent during the ride home, while Jane and Gea started to get close to each other. Both of them sat in the Back Seat, Andrea sat in the front passenger seat. Mr. Adam drives the car carefully knowing his master love for her car. 

Deena already in the kitchen with food on the table when they reach Andrea's home.

"Mom, I missed you" Jane run to hug her mom
"I missed you too, hon" Deena hugs her daughter back.

Gea looks them with love while suddenly feels someone hug her from behind "I missed you too" Gea body that stiff when feeling the hand wraps around her waist starts to relax after heard Andrea's voice in her ear.

Deena smiled widely seeing the scene in front of her, she's glad Gea here for the whole week after hearing her mother complaint every day through the phone that her plans to make David met Gea in S city can't be done as when David had free time Gea was out of the country.

"Let's eat" Deena say to all of them
"I'll get the twin's, " Gea said to Deena
"She's spent the weekend with the twins, allows Harry and me to have our weekend alone." Deena says to Andrea answering her question look ' asking why Gea seems close to the twins already'.
The Dining room filled with a happy and cheerful aura of the three youngsters around them. 

Finished Dinner, Gea excuses herself explained she had things to do. She already calculates how many movies she could watch or at least how many novels she could complete. 
"I promised to have some time together before I go back to S city this Sunday,... Ok?!" Gea tried to bargain with the twins that won't let her go by hold on to her wrists. 

The two boys let go of her wrist and said in harmony while raising their hands " Hi-five". Gea gave them Hi-five " Promise!".
"C, mon guys let aunt Gea go!", Deena let her voice sound strict to stop them clinging on Gea.

Gave a kiss to both of Andrea's cheek as well as Deena, Gea wishes them good nite and leave.  

Accompany Andrea to go to her bedroom Deena let out things that bother her since dinner " Come on, mom... I know you are happy Gea spent this whole week here, but I could notice something it's bothering you though" 
Andrea throw herself to sit on the bed,  show her frustrated look to Deena

" I knew both of them are really busy, I even go to S city tried to make them meet, both of them not in the country and when David came back, had his free time Gea still out of the country, we spent the weekend in S city, she's here with the twin...David got busy again she's here with me for the whole week. ARE THEY NEVER MEANT TO BE???" Andrea half yelled, sigh and talked frustrated.

Look at her mother Deena inhale deeply " Mom, you're saying you never believed in luck and coincidence, you taught me that everything happens for a reason, you've tried enough already... if they are meant to be together then I believe they'll be together and if they are not, that's maybe the best as you love them both, Gea could still be your daughter even though she did not marry David, vice verse, who knows if you forced them to meet they might end up hating each other. " Deena hug her mother tightly understand her feeling for those two persons she cares for. Andrea repeatedly sighs hearing Deena talks, struggled to calm her heart.
"I guess so"... Andrea answered Deena,  make sure she could accept it and try to let fate writes both of these two people stories while whispering a pray deep down her heart that their stories could be entangled somehow...

Deena can't spend her night here, the children should go back to school early morning tomorrow. Weighing all the possibility Deena decide to give Gea a call

" Hai Deena, what's wrong?" Gea answer right away

"Should something be wrong to call you" Deena teasing Gea

"No... no... it's just we just have dinner together a few minutes ago." Gea explains why she thought something was wrong.

" I just want to make sure that you'll be around, checking mom. I'll be occupied this week as the children just get back to school". Deena still speculating to tell Gea about her mother try playing the matchmaker for her and David, consider it will be awkward if they finally met and Gea knows about it, Deena decides to drop it.

"Hmm... Deena, it's something bothering mom, I could sense she's having a lot in mind, how could I state this, ... she's seems bothered." Gea still can't drop the feeling there is something bothering Andrea since the time in the train station

"David status always bothers her every time she meets him, she wishes he could marry as soon as possible and gave her grandchildren... " Deena explains and told herself, she wasn't lying, she just didn't tell about the expected daughter in law.

"I see, I'll occupy her time this week and cheer her up, don't worry just focus on your kids," Gea assure Deena she'll accompany Andrea during her time here in B city

"Thank you, enjoy your time." Deena exhales deeply hope her mother's motives to have Gea as her daughter in law does not go up during their time together, knowing that Gea met her mother's expectations and Deena as the woman that fit for 'the man' they love. Deena really hopes both of them ( Gea and David) could find happiness, hopefully with being together. Deena keeps inhaling her breath. 'I can't let mom know I have the same expectation' Deena talk to herself.

As promised Gea spent time with Andrea every day, they enjoy their meal three times a day with the company of each other, some time at Gea's House sometime at Andrea's' House. Andrea and Gea pick up the twins with Jane to spent Friday evening till Sunday noon together by camping in Gea backyard. 
Deena picks up the children and drops Gea a the train station on Sunday afternoon. Gea can't leave on Monday coz her Monday schedule starts early morning.

Packed some ready food to eat, Andrea hug Gea really tight " I miss you already" Gea could see how much she love her and of course she loved her a lot as well. 

"Mooom... I'm not going forever, I'll be back here sometimes and I definitely give you a call every day" Gea hug her back.

 " Take care, and eat on time will ya" Deena know Gea usually skips meal whenever she's into something, either movies, books or even works, that's why she thought she should remain her. 

"Okay, sis" Gea makes 'ok' symbol to Deena. "unless you want me to nagging on you?" Deena starred Gea right in her eyes to make sure she will not skip meals.

"or should I? therefore you'll call me" Gea mischievous smile at Deena. Deena pulled Gea and they hug each other whisper in Gea ear "Love You" Gea holds the water drop in the corner of his eyes reply " I Love You too" Gea thank God repeatedly for the new family that He sent her.

Andrea wishes for David and Gea could meet at least even once, however when they finally meet she barely hide her disappointment seeing Gea already have someone beside her. 

Andrea fall in love with Gea at first sight, her heart, her behaviour, the way she treats her and others... it's really a complete package for future wife. She tried everything that she could think of to make David and Gea meet. She asked nothing anymore, if only Gea could be her son wife

Yu Jung-Hyeok's [Heaven Shaking Sword] scythed through the air; it cut down the Constellations blocking his path, and sliced apart the Incarnations acting as their underlings.
Yu Jung-Hyeok truly fought hard.
He was followed by the companions that broke past the scenarios together with him – Yi Ji-Hye, Yi Hyeon-Seong, Jeong Hui-Won, Shin Yu-Seung, Kim Nam-Woon, Yi Seol-Hwa, Gong Pil-Du....
- System operation.
Seoul's 7 Kings were also together with them; King of Hidden Shadows Han Dong-Hoon, King of Beauty Min Ji-Won.
- Go, Yu Jung-Hyeok!
The King of Transcenders Jang Ha-Yeong was also here, as well.
- We'll take care of this, Conquering King.
Not only them, but also Incarnations from other nations, such as Fei Hu and Ranvir Khan – and even his sworn enemy, Anna Croft helped him.

[Constellation, 'Prisoner of the Golden Headband', is cheering on Incarnation Yu Jung-Hyeok!]

[Constellation, 'Demon-Like Judge of Fire', is....]

[Constellation, 'Abyssal Black Flame Dragon',....]

No other regression turn should be as complete as this one.
"Pacheonmaeng, we're moving out."
The Pacheonmaeng (破天盟). That was the name of the coalition Yu Jung-Hyeok had created.
The conclusion I completed, as well as the blueprint laid out by the 1863rd turn's Han Su-Yeong; Fables, the concentration of essence from all the regression turns found within the 'Ways of Survival', had begun telling their stories.

[Fable, 'King of a Kingless World', is talking a big game!]

[Great Fable, 'Demon World's Spring', has begun its storytelling!]

[Great Fable, 'Season of Light and Darkness', has begun its storytelling!]

It was as if every story happening up to now existed solely for this moment.
[But, how....? You shouldn't be able to come here yet....!]
Eventually, they could see the astonished expression of the Dokkaebi King beyond the wreckage of the Final Ark. Yu Jung-Hyeok and the members of Pacheonmang unhesitantly dashed towards him.
[Oh, you foolish Incarnations! Killing me has no meaning whatsoever. If <Star Stream> is destroyed, then you'll all disappear, too. A world-line with its events concluded will be abandoned. No one wants to look at such a world-line!]
The Dokkaebi King resisted desperately. As if to prove that his words were right, he utilised every single Fable he possessed to fight back. However, it was not enough; he vomited out Fables and knelt down. Even as he fell, he continued to grin.
[It's all over. Soon, this world-line's destruction will commence. It's simply not feasible that the great one would wish for a story like this.....]
However, contrary to his expectation, the destruction did not commence. The <Star Stream> was fine. The brows of Dokkaebi King shot up high.

[<Star Stream>'s Final Scenario has been concluded.]

[….Could it be....??]
During his final moments, Dokkaebi King looked behind him as if to comprehend a certain someone's gaze surely looking at him from beyond the expansive [Final Wall].
And right next moment, a line of text floated up over said wall.
⸢The legend of <Star Stream>, Conquering King Yu Jung-Hyeok.⸥
The title card rose up on the screen. And along with a 'Beep-!', it was turned off. The now-darkened panel reflected the view of a classroom and that of children sitting closely together.
Their sparkling eyes were all focused on the face of a certain man getting ready to start his lecture. He slowly opened his mouth.
"I'm Yu Jung-Hyeok."

*

"Children really loved that, Jung-Hyeok-ssi. As expected, you're really great at teaching kids."
"....They all seemed bored by my dull story, however."
Yi Seol-Hwa grinned wryly at Yu Jung-Hyeok's monotone voice.
"That's not true."
He put his coat on without showing any visible changes in his expression.
⸢It had already been five years after the scenario of the 0th world ended.⸥
After the scenarios ended, Yu Jung-Hyeok and his comrades began rebuilding the world.
Han Dong-Hoon got in touch with the government and created a new governing structure, while Yi Hyeon-Seong and Jeong Hui-Won went around suppressing the acts of terror from the criminal organisations.
Yi Ji-Hye defended the country's borders and helped out with reaching agreements with Incarnations from other nations, while Yi Seol-Hwa and Shin Yu-Seung rescued orphaned children who lost their parents to the scenarios. The institution called [Star Counting Night] had been created for that purpose.
While leaving the institute, Yu Jung-Hyeok noticed the young children looking up at him. They were orphans created by the Constellations, but these kids would grow up while counting the disappeared stars.
"By the way, ahjussi?"
One of the children grasped the ends of Yu Jung-Hyeok's clothing. He looked back and the child, having swallowed the brave pill, was now pointing at the older man's head.
"Grey hair."

*

At around the seven-year mark after the scenario's conclusion, Yu Jung-Hyeok got married. His partner was Yi Seol-Hwa.
Yi Ji-Hye dabbing away her tears, Gong Pil-Du officiating in the ceremony, Jeong Hui-Won catching the bouquet... Shin Yu-Seung sneaked out of her university class and sang the congratulatory song.
They didn't have children of their own. Both of them didn't want to have any.
- There are too many children needing parents in this world already.
They established the institution and looked after the orphans. It was a decision that fit their personalities perfectly.
⸢Time continued to tick by; ten years, fifteen....⸥
Just like pages flipping past faster and faster in order to reach the conclusion, the time flow of the 0th turn continued to march forward relentlessly. Yu Jung-Hyeok grew older, just as he should.
More specifically, only he grew old – all because of an attribute he picked up while clearing the scenarios.
The legendary attribute, [Life Lived to Its Fullest].
During his one thousand-plus regression turn, Yu Jung-Hyeok never once used this skill. It was an attribute that a regressor like him had no use for.
⸢An attribute that, at the cost of living a fixed lifespan, fully unleashes the user's latent talents.⸥
However, the current him was from the 0th turn. He had no experience earned through regressions to fall back on, nor did have much of a talent to speak of, either. And that was why he had to choose this attribute. Because, only through this particular attribute could he be able to clear the remaining scenarios.
"Master, how old are you this year?" Yi Ji-Hye asked.
"I've already forgotten about such things as my age."
"Mm, it's been 20 years since the scenarios ended, so... Oh my god. It's already...."
"Humans all grow old and die."
"Argh, master. Seriously....!"
As long as the <Star Stream>'s system existed, immortality wasn't an impossible dream. It wasn't uncommon to see beings that lived for hundreds, sometimes for thousands of years just like the Breaking the Sky Sword Saint or Kyrgios. Not only that, if you compiled enough Fables and became a Constellation, you could literally enjoy everlasting life. However, Yu Jung-Hyeok didn't do that.
⸢Stories without sacrifices do not exist.⸥
The night sky where the Bureau no longer existed, and Constellations had fallen. While staring at such a sky, Yu Jung-Hyeok continued to live in this world's days and nights.
⸢Then, 25 years later.⸥
And eventually, on a certain day after his hair had grown completely grey, he left the city.
"Captain, will you really seclude yourself in a backwater place like this??" Shin Yu-Seung asked.
"I don't enjoy noisy things."
"But, what about Seol-Hwa eonni??"
Yu Jung-Hyeok wordlessly polished his [Heaven Shaking Sword].
In a world with nothing left to cut down, arduously devoting himself to the ways of the sword that had lost its purpose – that was Yu Jung-Hyeok's chosen method of utilising his remaining life.
"Stuff like training in the ways of the sword can be done back in the Compl...."
Shin Yu-Seung couldn't finish her sentence, however. The clear surface of the [Heaven Shaking Sword]'s blade reflected Yu Jung-Hyeok's face. No one would think of him as a man in his 60s. Despite that...
Yu Jung-Hyeok would definitely die later. And Yi Seol-Hwa, left all alone, would have to carry on living a long, long life without him by her side.
Shin Yu-Seung's lips bobbed up and down several times, and just as she finally managed to open them fully, Kim Nam-Woon butted in first.
"Conquering King, you're now all decrepit and stuff! I guess I can finally win against you this year, right?"
He shouted out triumphantly and unfurled the bandages off his fist, then dashed towards Yu Jung-Hyeok.
"Ku-waaaaahk!! My arm! My arrrrm! No, wait! My eyes!!"
Kim Nam-Woon was flung away in one hit; he moaned in pain and collapsed on the ground.
Companions snickered softly; the sounds of Jeong Hui-Won and Yi Hyeon-Seong holding hands and chatting away; the figures of Yi Ji-Hye and Shin Yu-Seung bickering with each other...
I stared at all these scenes and at the same time, read the sentence overlapping above them.
⸢Maybe, I could have witnessed similar sights and sounds as this one.⸥
It might have been a bit different, though; <Star Stream> had been destroyed and the influence of its system was weakening in the world I used to live in, after all.
The people of my world would grow old, just like Yu Jung-Hyeok here. And amidst my companions steadily growing older, I too would have grown old as well.
Yu Jung-Hyeok's grey hair danced in the air as he watched his companions leave.
His back remained straight and tall even in his advanced age. His skin still retained its elasticity, and muscles on his arms were still strong.
Even then, his eyes no longer gleamed brightly like in the past.
⸢Kim Dok Ja y ou 've be en here for too l ong⸥ [The 4th Wall] addressed me. ⸢Wh en sta ying ins ide one dr eam for too l ong, it g e t s har der⸥
I understood what it was saying.
I was the 'Most Ancient Dream', and I had a duty to pay attention to all the worlds equally. However, I couldn't easily let go of this 0th turn. It felt to me that, if this story were to end here, then all the tragedies would begin anew, somehow.
In that case, if I continue to hold onto this story for as long as I can...
"Demon King of Salvation," Yu Jung-Hyeok raised his head to look at me. "Are you still curious about my story?"
I hesitated a little before replying.

[Constellation, 'Demon King of Salvation', replies he still is.]

"This world is no longer mired in scenarios. There are no stimulations, nor any irregularities. Yet, why do you still wish to watch this story?"

[Constellation, 'Demon King of Salvation', replies that this is the story he wanted to see in the first place.]

"You're truly a strange creature."
Fables began rising up from behind Yu Jung-Hyeok.

[Fable, 'King of a Kingless World', is looking at the 'Demon King of Salvation.]

[Fable, 'Demon World's Spring', is looking at the 'Demon King of Salvation.]

[Fable, 'Season of Light and Darkness', is looking at the 'Demon King of Salvation.]

Fables were telling their stories while looking at me. The very same Fables that I earned once upon a time. Memories they had built up were now unfolding behind Yu Jung-Hyeok's back.
The world that I designed, the one that Yu Jung-Hyeok brought to reality. The 0th turn's story, completed in this manner.
"Sometimes, this peace feels like an illusion... And every now and then, I get the feeling that my life has been completed by someone else."

[Constellation, 'Demon King of Salvation', is.....]

"I didn't mean to say I'm unhappy."
Yu Jung-Hyeok smiled faintly.
I dazedly stared at him for a moment there, having finally learned that he was capable of such a smile.
"I was always worried about how I should live my life."
While lightly wielding the sword in the air, Yu Jung-Hyeok continued on. Every one of his sword swings contained his Fable. The Incarnation who knew how to shrewdly apply the set rules, that was him. Yu Jung-Hyeok might have spent his life fighting the system, but in all honesty, he was someone who'd shine even brighter when that very system was in play.
"A fight that can't be won holds no meaning to me."
His ability to analyse the situation faster than anyone, his quick wit allowing him to clearly calculate the gains and losses, and his talent at deciphering the advantages and disadvantages in a battle.
"However, I've grown curious lately. What would've happened to me if you didn't help? What kind of a life would I have lived if I didn't win?"
I knew better than anyone what kind of a life Yu Jung-Hyeok lived after failing the 0th turn.
I knew all too well what would happen to him, what kind of a life he'd live, and the kind of ending he'd witness.
"You probably are aware of it already. I do not have much time left to live."


<Epilogue 1. The world of zero (8)> Fin.

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The next morning, Luke and Bella set out for the home of Rahul and Divya Patel.  A cousin of Rahul worked for the network in New York and had made arrangements for them to meet the family.  The Patels had graciously invited them to their home to celebrate Anant Chaturdashi, the last day of Ganesha Chaturthi.  Bella was dressed in a bright purple saree with gold stenciling.  She smiled brightly at Luke.  How are you doing, Cowboy? she asked.

He smiled back.  Im doing just fine, mlady.  I was thinking about last night.

She, too, was recalling the events of the previous night.  They had made love for hours, starting in the bedroom, moving to the shower, and then back to the bedroom, finally, with Bella tied to the bed in just the right way.  Exhausted, theyd collapsed long after midnight and slept soundly.

She smiled a slow lazy smile.  That was not too shabby, she replied thoughtfully.

Upon arriving at the address, Luke began to shoot as the family greeted them and welcomed them to their celebration.  Rahul introduced his wife Divya, their children Raj, age eight, and Priyanka, age six.  He also introduced Divyas mother, who lived with the family.  They settled into the sitting room and were offered tea and a selection of sweets.  The children were anxious to show off the familys clay Ganesha figure in its temporary pandal in the back garden of the modest house.  Excitedly, they led Bella to the ceremonial copper tub, chattering exuberantly about how they would immerse the figure in water after the community celebration and parade later in the afternoon.

Luke filmed as Bella asked the family to explain the traditions of the holiday.  Talk about the significance of Ganesha, she prompted Divya.

Ganesha Chaturthi honors the Hindu god Ganesha.  He is the remover of obstacles, the god of beginings and of wisdom, Divya explained.  She gestured at the figure in the garden visible from the window.  You can see from the statue that he has the body of a man and the head of an elephant.

The festival lasts for ten days, Rahul continued.  Special artistic and theatrical presentations are given in honor of the holiday.  Families like to participate in something positive for the community to honor Ganesha.  Divya and I donated blood to the local blood bank.  The children gave some of their money to the poor.

The purpose of immersing the Ganesha is to purify the water.  Traditionally Ganeshas were thrown into lakes and rivers, but this has caused problems for the environment.  More and more, families and communities are celebrating in more environmentally conscious ways by immersing their festival Ganeshas into pools or tubs of water as a symbolic gesture of purification, Divya explained.

About an hour after their arrival, it was time to go to the community celebration a few blocks from the Patels home.  The children took Bella by the hands and pulled her down the street toward the gathering before the large clay statue.  Laughing, she glanced back at Luke who was filming the short walk.  Offerings of flowers and fruits were placed in front of the statue and those gathered chanted hymns as a priest in a red shawl anointed the idol with red paste.  Finally, several men picked up the statue and carried it down the street from the temporary pandal to a large wading pool filled with water.  There the Ganesha was immersed, completing the ceremony.

Luke, Bella, and the Patel family made their way back to the home.  Several aunts, uncles, and cousins joined them, and the house was suddenly filled with activity as dinner was prepared.

Bella and Luke enjoyed delicious traditional foods like paneer makhani, jeera rice, and mirchajwain paratha. She looked across at Luke, who was eating between shooting, and she grinned, remembering a day in Scotland where they enjoyed delicious traditional food.  Shed shared with him then her rule for new foodsDont ask, dont tell.  He winked at her and she was almost positive he was thinking the same thing.

Following the meal, the family gathered in the back garden to place their Ganesh into a large copper tub, completing their private celebration.  After the ceremony, the older adults entertained the children with stories and tales of ancient Indian heroes.  While they were listening to the fourth or fifth story, they heard big boom outside.  Priyanka grabbed Bellas hand and pulled her out into the front garden.  The entire family followed, and they all watched the beautiful display of fireworks.  When the show was over, Luke and Bella thanked the family and said their goodbyes.

Luke thought hed gotten the best shots of the series so far, between the beautiful colors of the sarees and the fireworks, mixed with the way Bella interacted with their hosts.  He felt satisfied when the cab took them away from the Patels home.  He took Bellas hand and kissed it tenderly.  Im thinking that was fried gold, mlady.

She looked at him.  Do you really think so? she asked.  I thought it went well.  I feel like weve sort of found our groove.

He chuckled mischievously.  You know what I mean, she laughed.

They made their way back to the suite, and while Bella ordered a bottle of wine from room service, Luke uploaded their raw video.  Shortly after, predictably, Lukes phone rang.  Charlie had received their footage and liked what he saw.

Your numbers are terrific, he told Luke.  The network is talking about renewing your contracts for another season.  You still have another five weeks, so think about whether or not youre interested.  By the way, your next stop is Tokyo.

After they disconnected, Luke told Bella about Tokyo.  She jotted a few notes and they discussed possibilities as they sipped their wine.

They enjoyed a long steamy shower together before retiring to the bed.  Bella rested in Lukes arms, her head on his shoulder.  He pulled her leg across him and held her close.  She nuzzled his neck and sighed contentedly.  This is my favorite place, she said softly.

India? he asked.

She giggled.  No, right here, in your arms.

Oh, he replied.  Im such a boy.  He held her tighter.  We have five weeks left on the road.  What do you think about renewing our contracts?  Would you want to do this again?

Of course, wouldnt you? she asked.

Id do this for as long as they let us, he answered.  The second season wont start for another few months.  Well have a break.  They let that thought hang in the air.

Finally, Bella asked, What will you do during the time off?

Luke sighed.  I dont know.  Go back to Tampa, maybe.

Oh, she said quietly.

How about you? he asked her.

I dont know, go back to Birmingham, I suppose, she said.

They lay together quietly, both thinking about being apart, neither of them taking the chance to express their thoughts aloud.



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