"Who are you? And what do you want here?" asked Sairaorg.

"My name is Van Augur and I'm here because of fate" replied Van Augur.

"Destiny?" Misla and Sairaorg asked together. And tilted his head in confusion

Seeing this, Cross can only sigh and say "he is someone who believes in fate."

"Is he dangerous Cross?" Misla asked with a little fear.

"Not at all, in my opinion, hey Van Augur am I destined to be your captain?" Cross asked.

"The fate that brought me here and I believe fate has given me a captain who will take me to the top of the world" replied Van Augur calmly.

"Hahaha, maybe the fate that brought you here. My name is Fate D. Cross" Cross introduced himself to Van Augur.

Van Augur nodded and then asked, "Then who are you two?"

"Hey, can you trust this person?" Sairaorg asked in a whisper.

"Yes you can believe it, and he is strong enough I think" Cross replied nonchalantly.

Seeing this Sairaorg could only shake his head "my name is Sairaorg Bael and this is my mother Misla Bael. I am Cross first crew."

Hearing that Van Augur just nodded with a calm expression on his face. 'Why is he in the East Blue? Destiny is something that cannot be predicted 'Cross thought.

"Then you can come with me to North Blue. Going alone is boring" Cross said.

"Alright, captain" replied Van Augur.

"Ah, call me captain if we are alone, then call me Cross if in a crowded place. Because we haven't started the journey as pirates," Cross said casually. And Van Augur just nodded.

"Then you'd better go Cross before the weather changes," Sairaorg reminded him.

"Yes, I will leave now. Come on, Augur, we leave." Cross put his hand on Augur's shoulder.

"Don't forget to bring a woman home. I need a friend to talk here." Misla reminded Cross.

"Of course I remember that hahaha" then Cross suddenly disappeared.

"How many times I saw it was really great. It could move anywhere as long as it was once visited that place," said Sairaorg.

"Yes, that is great. Will he bring devil fruit when he comes home?" asked Misla.

"If there is an evil person or someone who is after him maybe. Because you also know that he can extract devil fruit from his host. If this information is leaked to the World Government then they will hunt Cross" Sairaorg said as he remembered what Cross had said. about his special abilities and special body.

"Yes they will target him, I will continue reading the book I just got from Cross," Misla said as she walked back into the house.

"I will practice then," said Sairaorg.

-Misla p.o.v-
After seeing Cross leave I went back to reading the book Cross had just lent. We've been here for two years and I'm comfortable. The two of them also became increasingly familiar. And maybe in the next few months, the residents of this house will increase.

'I am very grateful to be able to recover from my illness. Cross was even better than my own family, my family followed the tradition and even willingly expelled my child because he was not talented in the sword. Now I don't think of them as my family. My family is currently only Cross and Sairaorg. And the nature of Cross I think is funny because he always jokes about getting a girlfriend. I'm sure in the future he will get it. And Sairaorg is very different from Cross in terms of women. I think on the journey I have to keep reminding him to find a girlfriend. '
-end of p.o.v-

"Do you use a boat?" Cross asked while looking at the port's condition

"No captain, I'm riding on a merchant ship" answered Augur.

"Okay, let's find a quiet place because it's very crowded here," Cross said as he walked.

"Yes" answered Augur with a relaxed face.

After walking for about five minutes they found a quiet place. After checking the safe place, Cross pulled out his ship and looked at Augur "let's go up. This is one of my strengths."

(His ship is like the Going Merry but it's smaller)

"Okay, captain" Augur jumped on the boat. Then the ship began to depart towards the Red Line.

"But how do we get past the Red Line?" Asked Augur seriously, but his face was always calm.

"We will penetrate using my power," Cross replied.

After two weeks they finally saw the Red Line. And Cross brought his ship closer to the Red Line. Then when it's near Cross uses the power of space to open a gate on the Red Line and the ship enters the gate.

"So we sail on the Red Line, the fate of this ship is really interesting," said Augur, while looking around.

'Wow, he is really crazy about fate. I thought if there were ten people like him in my crew maybe I would be crazy, 'thought Cross.

After a few hours of sailing, they saw the exit. When they came out it was raining heavily in North Blue.

"Let's go inside, Augur can you cook?" Cross asked.

"I can't cook captain," answered Augur.

"Well, I'll cook then" Cross can only sigh.

After eating Cross looked out and the rain was still heavy. After a few hours, the rain finally stopped and it was night. Cross decided to sleep. The next morning Cross woke up and realized that Augur was not in his bed. When he came out of the room he saw Augur cleaning his sniper rifle.

"You wake up very early," Cross said.

"It's my destiny to wake up in the morning" Augur answered flatly.

"Yes yes yes, I will prepare breakfast hmm, is it a ship?" Cross asked as he scanned the binoculars.

"Looks like it's a merchant ship" answered Augur. Then the merchant ship approached the Cross ship.

"Ohh, I didn't expect to meet someone hahaha" an old man laughed.

"Why are you approaching our ship, old man?" Cross asked.

"I just want to ask if you are going to the Lvneel Kingdom too?" asked the old man.

"Yes, we are headed there, what's wrong?" Cross replied, annoyed.

"Can you fight? If possible, I will pay you to keep us safe" the old man offered a job.

"He can fight, then I'll tie my ship behind your ship" pointing to Augur.

The best soldier died on his last mission. Because saving the world, he got a lot of good karma. And he will be revived in the world of One Piece. And he intends to become the king of the world. For that, he must make his own faction. To be able to fight the Yonkou, Marine or World Government.

(There will be several characters from other anime)

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* Only fan fiction.

* Update if it's not busy.

* My grammar isn't good because English isn't my pure language, I'm sorry

* Cover is not mine, it's from the K Project anime

* One Piece and other anime are not mine

Xhemin was in an empty dark room. It was so dark that she saw nothing, not even herself. Then suddenly she heard some screams from nearby and right then she knew she was not alone. She saw Guntas running, carrying fire torches and weapons, they were chasing something in a cold night, or rather someone. Right then Xhemin saw another Gunta running with a baby wrapped in a fine linen—he was the one the other Guntas were chasing but after few minutes of running he was trapped near the river with hundreds of other Gunta ready to attack him.
"No!" Xhemin screamed when the Guntas attacked the one holding the baby, and everyone halted when they heard her. They all turned to her side with blank eyes as if they had been paralyzed with her voice before they all faded away in the wind leaving the baby alone in the river, crying hard. Xhemin felt confused as to what was happening, yet she picked the baby in the river bank to comfort it. However, when she looked at the baby's face, it turned into a monster with red eyes and sharp claw. Attracted with her flesh, the monster-like baby nit her neck hard.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" She screamed in pain.
"Princess! Princess!" A voice pulled Xhemin back to her chambers. Right then she woke up in her bed, sweating hard and breathing heavily.
"Are you okay? You had a nightmare," A handmaid consoled her. It was Handmaid Si, her own personal handmaid in the Chieftain's household. It had been days since she had lived in there and nested in the First Princess chambers.
Xhemin looked around and saw the lights gleaming from the outside. It was already morning and judging from how up the sun was outside, she knew she overslept. Xhemin held her head as if she had a headache. She had been having nightmares ever since she started sleeping in the first princess chambers and she had been restless ever since.
"I think there is something wrong with me," She said exhaustedly.
"There's nothing wrong with you," Handmaid Si answered. "We all had nightmares when the red moon approaches. It's normal."
"Red moon?" She turned her head immediately to the handmaid who started preparing her clothes for the day.
"Three days from now, the red moon appears" Handmaid Si explained further.
"What happens when the red moon appears?" Xhemin asked again.
"Terrible things happen. To make sure everyone is safe, no one goes out when the red moon appears in the sky" The Handmaid told Xhemin. "As for the Chieftain's household, we make an offering to the Devil's child. Tomorrow before the sun rises, everyone will gather at river to make a ritual and send some offerings to the Devil's lure."
***
"My dear husband, come and have a taste, I cook personally cook this sweet for you," Maru told Baruk Tam as the boy was busy in his letters. They were in the Baruk chambers and Maru had come early to bring the boy some food.
"Maru can you please stop?" He was trying to dismiss the girl since earlier, but she just won't. "Are there no other important things you can do rather than disturbing me?"
"Baruk Tam, you are wrong. I think the most important thing for a girl to do is make sure her husband is well tended" She said beaming with her most beautiful smile. Although Baruk Tam had always been refusing her visits, the girl never gets tired of insisting to be with him until Baruk Tam could do nothing but just allow her to do whatever she pleases. "Come now and eat this"
Baruk Tam was about to shove away the food that Maru had for him, however his attention was turned into the chaos that suddenly erupted from his door's chambers. Three Guntas came and bow at him as respect. Knowing that he had to give them audience, Baruk Tam seated upright, and Maru followed his example. She too seated like an adult royal blooded beside the boy.
"What is your business," he asked right away. He was aware that the Guntas who came where the Guntas assigned to watch the par line and so he knew they came to report to him something about the thing that appeared on the ocean.
"They had reached the line Baruk" One of the three answered.
"Did they cross the line?" He inquired.
"They didn't Baruk, they stayed on the thing that they built but I'm afraid they will cross over soon" The Gunta replied.
Baruk Tam sighed with relief when he learned that the thing did not cross the line. Curios to what it was, he asked the Guntas opinion. "Since they reached the par line, did you go and check what it is?"
"Yes Baruk,"
"What is it?"
"I'm not certain but the most of the Guntas say it's a bridge," He revealed.
"A bridge?" Astonished, Baruk Tam rose from his seat worriedly "Who dared to make a bridge towards us! Are the people from the other side trying to invade us?"
"That is possible Baruk," The Gunta said, "They were so many in the bridge, they even wore a shield on their head ready for an attack!"
"Invaders!" Baruk Tam exclaimed "We must prepare for a fight!"
"The Guntas had already positioned themselves Baruk, ready for war" He informed him "However, this morning, when we were expecting for an invasion, something else happened"
"What happened then?" A frowned tainted the boy's young face. "Tell me,"
"Instead of starting an attack Baruk, they sent this, hundreds of this" The Gunta then showed to the Baruk the thing that the people from the bridge sent them.
"What is that?" Maru asked curiously when she saw how his betrothed quieted when he received the thing that the Guntas brought.
"It's a boat. A small boat made from something shiny. But it's harmless Baruk. At first, we thought these were weapons, but it seemed they are not," The Guntas tried to recall how the thing had alarmed them but when they realized they were merely small boats, they were confused so they thought of bringing it to the Baruk.
"But why would they send us something like that?" Maru wondered, also confused. "But it looks cute anyway. Darling can I have it?"
Ignoring Maru's request, Baruk Tam hollered, "I know what this is. Continue to watch the par line until I come back"
"Where are you going my husband?" Maru asked worriedly "Can I come with you?"
"You can't" Baruk Tam refused her before he left his chambers. He immediately went to their household's stable and asked the stable master to prepare his horse.
He knew by then why a bridge appeared in the line. He had remembered the day when Enoch dragged the council to the par line to give the roux blooded an audience. The Chieftain's heir went home that day with a paper boat with him that the roux blooded gave and so he knew it was him who made the bridge. He needed to tell the Chieftana about this so that he can shoo the roux blood away. No roux blooded should be given an entrance to their island ever again.


Warning: Amazingly, absurdly and deliriously funny chaps ahead. Read and laugh at your own risk.

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"You are one of my many dreams, and the only dream I wish I should have chased desperately" 

Darryl Lemmuel was an aspiring engineer. There was only one word to describe him—exceptional.

He was the only male heir of the Lagdameo clan and the future of L Empire. Apart from that, he was rumored to be financially independent at the age of eight, tricked the present president of L empire—his father— into agreeing with his terms and left home at the age of sixteen to live on his own. He broke all the socialite’s rule to have a good taste of adventure! 

Xhemin Lae Dugmoch was a struggling botanist.

Enrolled in an A-list school, she knew nothing but books, experiments and strawberries. As the granddaughter of a retired famous doctor, Xhemin was very keen in keeping her profile low as per her granddad's wishes. Nobody in the elite community knew that she existed and that her grandfather’s corporation— Feather HealthCare had an heir.

One witty heir and one crazy strawberry girl; their predicament started when their life got tangled up against each other in a conference.

HE suddenly became her target prey.

And SHE was a little trouble not worthy of his attention.

The trouble he soon learned to want— so desperately and dearly wanted.

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Dreams are fleeting—I do understand that—and although I tried not to believe it. I had to accept it because it is and will always be one of the truths that I can never change—no matter how hard I try to imagine! If only... they weren't fleeting, if only they weren't dreams—I wouldn't mind sleeping for eternity just to satisfy the fantasies that I have always wanted.
  "Why won't you fall, human! Why would stand strong when everything has already fallen to the brink of destruction. One man can't carry the burden of one race."
  Shivering and struggling, I could barely pick myself up as I looked at the never-ending batch of enemies right in front of me, some were baring their fangs at me, some were eyeing me with great hate, and some were bellowing and uttering cries of their inevitable victory against me.
   "You don't need to stand up for it will only cause you more sufferings—"
  Even though I could barely hear what the monsters were trying to say to me, I swore I could still clearly feel the pain the air brought as it passed in and out my throat whenever I cut the enemies down with my sword. 
  One of the leaders of the monstrous creatures, who looked like a werewolf, walked out of the crowd and uttered, "Stop, he is beyond drained thus he will fall."
  The creature's voice was so deep and powerful that I momentarily woke up from my dizziness. 
  "Don't lecture my men, Filtiarn." Someone refuted the werewolf, Filtiarn. From the sound of it, it seemed that it was hidden inside the flock. 
  So his name is Filtiarn, I wonder where he got his name from.
  "Fine, continue sending your men to die." Filtiarn pointed his sharp finger to me. "That warrior will not die without bringing most of our men to his death. Unless one of us fought him to death, that person will remain standing. So here's the question, might General... are you willing to bet your life to fight a cornered beast, General Makov, or will we wait for his inevitable death without sacrificing the lives of our soldiers?"
  "It's my soldiers, not ours! And please, oh please, do stop your sophistry with me, Wolf, it won't work." General Makov's laughter rang throughout the battlefield. "Why would I waste my strength to fight that dying beast? I will do whatever I want and you don't have to tell me what to do."  
  
  While they were arguing what to do with me, I raised my sword and looked at my miserable self, and closed my eyes. Think happy thoughts, think happy thoughts, Atlas. 

  ***
 If you asked me what was one of the happiest moment I had as a child, then I would gladly tell you that one of the happiest days of my life was when I celebrated my 7th birthday with my mother.
  "Happy 7th birthday, Atlas. I'm sorry this is all mom can give you for your birthday." Mom gave me a beautiful smile as she brought a cake with a candle on top.
  "It's okay, Mom." Although I didn't sound like disappointed I think my face failed to hide it. At that moment, I swore I caught a glimpse of my mom's face, but she hid it right away. I didn't know how it would affect my life forever.
  "Come here, and blow the candle."
  I blew the flickering lights hard and looked at my mom. My mother was very beautiful. 
  "Altas, don't worry. Mom will give you your favorite toy by tomorrow since mom just found a new job."
 The day after my birthday was the day that I loathed the most...
 A policeman came over to our house and brought a figurine out and gave it to me. "Boy, this is what your mother wants you to have. Keep it."
  I received it with a beaming smile on my face. I was so happy that I even forgot to thank the policeman and ask for the whereabouts of my mother. After that day, I never saw my mother ever again.
***
 Eyes closed, I touched the figurine which was hanging on my right side. "Please, give me strength."
  With a flip of my sword, a line formed around me.
  "Those who want to die—come and cross the line for I will gladly grant your wish. I never wanted to use you, but I had to." I raised my left hand and chanted, "Titan's shield—show me your unending-wraith, and bring death unto to those who cross this line." Surrounded by lightning, a small gate opened and a massive shield fell to my hand.
  "How could this be?" Makov shouted while vigilantly looking at Filtiarn. "Kill that man, and bring me that shield."
  The creatures roared and charged their way over me.
  My sword hummed like a melody of a flute as I swung it over and over again at the enemies that were coming at me. Blood flowed like a river beneath my foot as I struggled to defend the line with my shield. The bodies of the dead were eaten by the Titan's Sheild making it much more sinister.
  "Come! Come!" With red-eyes, I shouted, "Death to those who cross! Titan's Sheild--Might of the titan." I could feel my muscles expanding and my energy rising as the shield pumped me with the power it absorbed from the corpses around me.
  The reason why I hated this thing was that it was insidious...

They immediately took Kim Dok-Ja back to their headquarters located in Gwanghwamun.
Aileen was summoned, and they even requested aid from the Constellations with expertise in medicine, such as 'Guam Divine Doctor'.
⸢Their plan was perfect. With this plan, they couldn't have failed.⸥
They even called upon every Fable expert scattered throughout the world, too.
⸢This plan was the one where they couldn't afford to fail.⸥
For the period of over a week, dozens of famed doctors were brought in to treat Kim Dok-Ja. It was to collect the remaining Fables somehow and restore his soul form.
- There is nothing that can be done currently.
Yi Seol-Hwa worked throughout the night and as a result, passed out. A Russian expert subbing for her afterwards said these words.
- We can't say he's dead, but... We also can't say that he's alive, either. This child will never wake up again, that's why.
But, that couldn't be. They worked tirelessly and finally managed to come this far, so this story simply couldn't end like this. The one to stay as the pillar of support for the crumbling companions was Yu Sang-Ah.
"The problem is with Dok-Ja-ssi's soul, yes?"
In that case, they only needed to restore his soul, then.
So, the companions sought out the assistance of the Constellation most well versed in everything soul-related.
[This child's soul didn't come to the 'Underworld'. No, his soul didn't go to any of the afterlives found in the other worldviews.]
The queen of the Underworld, Persephone, could only stroke Kim Dok-Ja's forehead with a sorrowful expression.
[….This was this child's choice.]
"His choice?! Please don't make me laugh. You also saw it too, didn't you? Back in that subway, we all saw the Fables Dok-Ja-ssi possessed, didn't we?! He, he wanted to be with us, he wanted to us to save...!"
[There are countless Fables within a person's soul. The words we saw were simply a small part of that.]
"Don't... Don't say something like that as if it means nothing."
Jeong Hui-Won shouted out. There was no other way for her to endure except to shout.
It was his choice? This, this was Kim Dok-Ja's choice??
⸢The companions didn't give up.⸥
Even the collecting of Fables, even the recovery of his soul, they were impossible. In that case, only one method remained.
[I was waiting for you.]
The master of the 'Isle of Reincarnators', Sakyamuni, welcomed them with a benevolent smile – as if he knew they would come here.
[It's truly lamentable, but he's not someone this one can reincarnate.]
"A portion of his soul still remains. We can divide and share the Fables we all possess. Just like how I did it back then, if we utilise the powers of samsara...."
[Ah, my dear arhat. I understand your sorrow. I do. However, he can't be reincarnated.]
Sakyamuni looked at Yu Sang-Ah with a regretful expression before letting a soft sigh escape from his lips.
Soon, a truly countless number of threads began floating up before his eyes that observed Kim Dok-Ja quietly slumbering away. There were so many of these red threads that counting them all was impossible. Yu Sang-Ah too could see them.
The threads of fate.
The threads stretched out to the night sky and eventually, even pierced through <Star Stream> itself. Yu Sang-Ah stared at them, and realised why Kim Dok-Ja couldn't be reincarnated.
"....I see."
She didn't want to acknowledge it. Even then, the truth didn't change.
"His soul, it... It has already reincarnated in another world-line."
Sakyamuni nodded his head.
[More correctly, we should say his 'souls'.]

*

In front of everyone, Han Su-Yeong passed on the things she'd been told.
"....Kim Dok-Ja's soul has been scattered throughout the whole universe."
The memories from the moments when she faced off against [The 4th Wall] inside the darkened room – she didn't leave a single word out and repeated every part of that conversation to her companions. Someone fell down, some despaired.
Yi Ji-Hye cried out. "Let's go find that guy again. [The 4th Wall] might know a way, right?! We might be able to recover Dok-Ja ahjussi's soul somehow!"
"If you do that, then what about Kim Dok-Jas reincarnating in other worlds? They must be living their own lives, won't they?"
"T-that is...." Yi Ji-Hye panting like a bull gulped down a glass of water on the table, before carrying on. "There must be some other way. Whatever that thing was, [The 4th Wall] or whatever, you said it knows something."
"....We don't have any methods to meet that guy again. We used up all of our fragments when opening the wall."
Another four days flew by in an instant. The companions had become utterly devastated, ravaged – some missed their meals, while some didn't even bother to sleep. How long passed by like that? Jeong Hui-Won sought out Yu Jung-Hyeok.
"Jung-Hyeok-ssi."
Yu Jung-Hyeok polishing his [Dark Heavenly Demon Sword] out of an old habit raised his head. He frowned slightly as if the sunlight stung, before shifting his gaze back to the sword. No matter how much he polished it, the dark stain on the blade didn't want to come off. The stain came from Kim Dok-Ja's letters that he cut down. He quietly stared at the stain, before finally opening his mouth.
"Four days is quite fast for making up your mind."
"That's because we don't have any other choice."
Yu Jung-Hyeok's emotionless eyes locked on to Jeong Hui-Won. Despite experiencing so many tragedies until now, her eyes still burned vigorously. He too used to have such eyes, once upon a time.
"We can do this. We've already done it twice. That's why-!" Jeong Hui-Won shouted.
Yu Jung-Hyeok used to think that.
Their plan was like a well-constructed fantasy.
They believed that they can pull it off this time, that they should be able to see the conclusion they wanted.
⸢Even if this world ends in tragedy... Don't think that you've all failed.⸥
Did that fool feel this way back then?
Yu Jung-Hyeok spoke up. "Right. We did do it."
"Please, let's try it one more time! We can definitely pull it off this time! We can definitely save Dok-Ja-ssi....!"
"Do not think that things will turn out better than this turn just because you went back in time."
After spitting out those words reflexively, Yu Jung-Hyeok stopped breathing for a little while.
".....Why are you saying such things? This turn was a definite improvement, wasn't it? We can definitely do better!"
"It's impossible."
"Why not? When we haven't even tried it....!"
Yu Jung-Hyeok didn't reply. Her expression grew deeply incensed. Her hand then gripped the sword, implying that she'd not hesitate to cut him down if he didn't cooperate immediately. Even then, even under her intense threat, he didn't budge an inch. Seeing him act like this, something else slowly floated up on her expression.
"You... Can it be....?"
Yu Jung-Hyeok still didn't reply. Jeong Hui-Won began urging him in sheer disbelief.
"Is it true? Is it....??"
He finally replied while staring at his own attribute window floating before his eyes.
"I'm no longer the regressor."
The category of [Regressor] no longer existed among his attributes. His Stigmata had vanished, too – both [Regression] and [Group Regression]. He didn't possess any Stigma to turn back the clock.
Winds began blowing in from somewhere. While letting the winds hit him, Yu Jung-Hyeok looked up at the clear skies of <Star Stream>.
He couldn't sense the gaze he used to feel all the time. No matter how much he sharpened his perception, he simply couldn't locate it like before.
⸢He was no longer the protagonist of the story.⸥
His story came to an end when the lone reader went away.
Along with his final regression, too.

*

"We can cross over to another world-line."
And then, someone said something like that.
"It doesn't really have to be a regression, does it? We cross the world-line, and enter the location of a different scenario. We then gather the fragments of 'Final Wall' one more time and meet [The 4th Wall]."
It was a crazy plan.
What made it even crazier was the fact that the person suggesting it was none other than the usually-composed Yu Sang-Ah.
Han Su-Yeong replied. "That guy might not even help us."
"Even still, we need to try. It's better than not trying, right?"
They had already done it once before. No reason not to try it again.
But why was this? Han Su-Yeong didn't believe that this was the right way to go.
What would happen to them if they fail this time, too?
Wouldn't they try to skip over the world-line again?
And just like that, they would cross the world-lines again, again, and again. By continuing that, they might end up no different from the 999th turn's 'Outer Gods'. Their lives might get damaged beyond repair.
The truly wretched thing was, despite knowing the truth she couldn't fight against the temptation.
"How will you cross the world-line, anyway? We can't regress anymore, remember? And we don't even have the 'Secretive Plotter' to help us in this place, either."
"Have you forgotten? This world-line is different from the 1864th turn."
It was at that moment something, a certain thought, brushed past Han Su-Yeong's mind.
⸢There was one more method.⸥
Accompanied by the thunderous "Ku-gugugu!" noise, a gigantic shadow was cast upon Gwanghwamun right then. It came from a massive flying object large enough to completely blanket the main street and then some.
[Fufufu. Long time no see, everyone.]
Bihyung was riding on that flying object.
He had become the Dokkaebi King of this world after the Bureau was completely ruined. And it seemed that this ruined world was exactly to his liking.
[Right, so you need this thing, is that it?]
That was the item only found in the 'last scenario'.
⸢The Final Ark.⸥
Han Su-Yeong slowly approached the ark.
Without a doubt, using this would allow them to jump the world-line. Well, Dokkaebis and Constellations of the very last scenario were also planning to escape to another world-line using this vessel, after all.
Yu Sang-Ah spoke up. "However, if we use this... We'll end up being no different to Dokkaebis."
"You should've raised such points before we used the group regression, you know."
Han Su-Yeong reached the ark. That prompted Bihyung to issue a warning.
[Let me make this crystal clear. This ark is a lot older than it looks, so it can be used only once.]
"Doesn't matter."
Being able to travel to another world-line implied that they could use this ark in a similar capacity as Yu Jung-Hyeok's own 'regression'.
What if, they could move to another world-line's specific point in history? If they could do something like that, then they might be able to change world-lines in a far more efficient, effective manner than Yu Jung-Hyeok's regression.
Han Su-Yeong hurriedly shouted out. "Bihyung. The world-line we want to go to is....!"
However, even before she could finish, a message came to her first.

[It's impossible to set sail to the applicable world-line.]

Bihyung's expression became confused. [Mm? What's gotten into it? I don't think it has ever said something like this before?]
"What's wrong? Is it broken?"
[Call out a different world-line.]
Han Su-Yeong spoke up again. That resulted in yet another message.

[It's impossible to set sail to the applicable world-line.]

She repeatedly mentioned other world-lines. She spoke, then spoke again. However, the message floating up remained the same.

[It's impossible to set sail to the applicable world-line.]

[It's impossible to set sail to the applicable world-line.]

…
…...

[It's impossible to set sail to the applicable world-line.]

Utterly flustered now, Bihyung began muttering out. [Passageways to all those world-lines have been closed off. It means the possibilities that used to be open between the world-lines have completely shut down.]
"We can't go?!"
[Looks that way. Huh, can something like this even happen?]
All the world-lines related to the 'Ways of Survival', the ones she could remember, were blocked off.
"....Does that mean we can't go anywhere?"
[No, there is one.]
"Really? Which one?"
[But, it's a world-line with all the scenarios already concluded.]
Bihyung displayed the entered route.
Surprisingly enough, the destination was a location they all knew quite intimately.
Yu Jung-Hyeok's 1864th regression turn.
The planetary system number 8612, where all the scenarios had already ended.
It was Earth. The one they left from.


<Epilogue 4. The Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint (6)> Fin.

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I threw a piece of meat at him and said "There is nothing wrong with it. Eat". He didn't seemed worried and undid the cloths that were covering his face. He then realised something and turned around. I said "Don't worry, I already saw those eyes. You don't have to be afraid of showing them to me".

The guy turned around and said "I heard that people think its creepy, so I wanted to turn around". When I looked at his face, I saw something, I didn't expect. I expected for the whole face to be covered in those eyes but no. He had two eyes just like any other human, the difference was that, only those eyes were visible. Of course they looked the same as the ones Gazers had.

I said "To be honest, I expected something else. I don't think you need to mask your face. You have two eyes only, so what is the problem?". He said "We all have two eyes. The Black Sludge have many of them when they are weak and young. The more we evolve the less eyes we have. I used to have loads of them as well".

'This is interesting, so they lose eyes when they get stronger. I wonder what form it has' I thought and decided to ask "So, what is your real form?". Before he responded, a gaping red mouth opened and swallowed the meat. He then said "This meat is great. I haven't had such a thing in years. As for your question. I can show you but don't do anything suspicious!". I shook my head and said "Just show me".

A black kind of shadow started to get detached from the human corpse and stood next to it. It was black humanoid creature, with only two elongated eyes that had red irises. "Interesting!" I exclaimed and asked "Can you stay in this form forever, or do you need a body?". He answered "I can stay like this, after all, I evolved to be that way. I use the body because I'm attached to it. I have it for many years already and other recognise me immediately".

I asked another question quite excitedly "What abilities do you have?". To which he responded "I'm not very strong, I'm quite low in the ranks of our race. I'm a scavenger, so I search for stuff and bring it back home. I'm good at hiding and stuff like this". He then returned back to his body. 

I said after a while "So, your abilities in stealth must be quite good. Otherwise, you wouldn't stay there and wait for me to approach. What can you do, stealth wise?". He shook his head and said "I can't tell you what my abilities are. I'm sure you wouldn't tell me either". I responded "It was worth a try. Anyway, what can you tell me about the North?".

He said "As this is your first visit, I'm guessing that you know very little. The part we are currently in, is called Dense Wilderness. Besides the Black Sludge factory over there, there is not much here. There are some other scavengers like me, in this area but mostly, you will find the young Black Sludges and Corpse Dogs". I guessed that the Corpse Dogs referred to Rotting Hounds. 'Other humans have been here already and these creatures also have names for stuff. I guess I should stop calling things by my own names. This way, I can prevent some confusion in the future' I thought.

I asked another question "Where does the west lead to?". The creature responded "To another region of the North. It's called Vulture Cliffs but that place is much more dangerous. Us scavengers, don't really travel there. If you were to go east, you would encounter a place known as Obsidian Mountains. That is one of the most dangerous areas in the North. At least, one the few I know about". 

I asked "Then how can I go north? Further inland, past that Black Sludge factory?". He said "You will have to walk around it, anything that is not from our race, will be immediately attacked. It's not that the factory will do it on purpose, it doesn't move and stays in one place. So it is harmless until you try to step on it". I asked another question, which was occupying my mind for a while "How did this factory you speak of, come to exist here?".

He said "I don't know that. It's very old to be honest. It is treated as a backbone of our race. There are some theories between us scavengers though". I asked "For example?". He said "Well my theory is that there were loads of Black Sludges in the past and they converged to this place for some reason and none of them wanted to leave. After some time passed, they merged and evolved. With time, more Black Sludges arrived and joined. I can't say that this is what happened but I think it is plausible".

'It does seem plausible. The creatures evolved into one big creature, through numbers and the help of time. If that was true, the question would be, why did they converge here and not someplace else?' I thought but decided to ask no more. It was his theory anyway and not a piece of history.

I asked about something else "You say that you are scavenger and low rank member of your race, is there a city or something here?". He looked at me as if I was an idiot and said "City? There are couple of them. At least, I know about couple of them but if I were you, I wouldn't get anywhere close to them. Humans are not very well received here. You are alright and seem to be an honest guy but the view of others is already set in stone. Some might even hunt you down, if they knew you were here".

'No surprise then. Humans have loads of enemies' I thought and asked "Where are those cities?". He was baffled and said "I just told you not to go there. Why do you still ask about them?". I said "Precisely for that reason. If I know where they are, I can avoid them". He realised something and said "You are right. Show me your map, I will draw the locations of the cities, I know about".

I passed him the map and heard him say "Your map is shit, to be honest. You have no Northern areas on it whatsoever. You don't even have details of this place. Whoever gave you that map and told you to come here, is an idiot. Let me add few things".

I didn't comment on that and simply waited for him to finish. After a while, he gave me the map back and said "Here. I marked some of the locations that will help you out on your travels. I had to add some stuff on reverse. This is because the North region on your map, is so small". I said "You are quite a nice guy as well. You shared the map info with me and even told me about this region". I took out a day's worth of meat and handed it to him. "Take it, you helped me out and it seems you like it as well. I have one more question". He took the meat and said "Sure, what is it?".

I asked "Why don't you cross that bordering line? Why is that line over there in the first place?". He thought about it for a while and said "I can't. When the beings of the North evolve to a specific point, they are confined to the north. So, creatures like Black Sludge, can cross that line but I can't anymore. As to why it is there. The answer is simple. I don't know, I have no idea how it came to be there but from what I know, many have tried to cross it but were unable to. Even very strong creatures couldn't do it. What's weirder, is that humans can cross that line no problem. Strong individuals or even strong beasts can come over here and cross the line as they like. It seems that North was meant to be separated and confine us".

I stood up and said "Thanks for everything. A word of advice as a goodbye. Never try to do this with another human. I myself never met one that would have the same line of thought as I do. They would try to attack you straight away or backstab you. Either way, watch out and don't believe humans". He got quite scared, probably at the thought that, I was about to do something but I never did.

He helped me out and I wasn't going to kill a creature, that meant no harm to me. What would be the point of making more enemies. I learned a lot through my travels and this was something I considered as last resort.

I started walking towards the western direction. That region was less dangerous than Obsidian Mountains, I decided to go there first. After a few steps, I heard "Hey! What is your name?". I said while walking forwards "I'm Nex". Couple of steps later, I head "It was nice meeting you Nex, I'm known as Crow. Let us meet again in the future!". I waved my hand and left.

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Have you ever considered, what is a Limit? Well, I have. I’ve seen people who were as strong, as wild animals. Those that were faster than the wind. Some that shined with intellect. Yet, what are the Limits of mankind’s strength, or intelligence? 

No one seems to know. We develop more and more, seemingly without an end. What if, someone was the smartest in the world? Would that suggest the Limit? What if, someone was the strongest in the world? Would that be the Limit? Would that make that someone, more than a Human? These are just questions, but what if I saw people reach their Limits? What if I know what happens, when you break the Limits? What if I were to tell you about it, would you believe me? 
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"…Master told me he had no hopes of becoming a Sword Immortal in his lifetime, so he wanted me to carry on the torch for him." Hearing Shu Yidan's explanation, Xiaoyi slowly said.

"Your Master is half-step Void Refining. He only has half a step to cross to enter Void Refining and he has 60 years to cross this half step. As long as he can cross this one step, he will gain longevity beyond thousands of years." Shu Yidan's calm tone was reassuring to Xiaoyi.

"…That's why, I can't slow down either. If I can quickly raise my strength, I'll have the chance to battle for resources to help master cross that one step…" With a determined tone, Xiaoyi said breathily.

Shu Yidan couldn't help but praise the Sect Master's luck for getting such a good disciple. At the same time, he couldn't help but think of his own disciple in the Immortal Realm. Having inherited his meager holdings, she should be clawing her way up in the Eight Trigram Sect, trying to gain more resources for her ascent…

"Senior apprentice brother, do you think my disposition will be too much of a problem? I can't help but act meatheadedly…" Xiaoyi said in a worrying tone.

"It isn't a problem at all, and can even be said to be a blessing." Shu Yidan's reply brought Xiaoyi's mouth to gape in surprise. "You have the will to battle, and moreover you have the will to battle those stronger than you! Do you think that in this world of cultivation, one can gain strength by bullying those weaker and fleeing from those stronger?"
Saying these words, Shu Yidan couldn't help but think, 'The ones bullying those weaker and fleeing from those stronger… well, they didn't gain strength but at least they kept their lives…'

"That's right! Master admonished me a lot about my reckless battle tendencies, but he was wrong and you are right! The path to strength lies in challenging the stronger and murdering the superiors!" As if she had understood a truth of the universe, Xiaoyi recited the line of a classic xianxia protagonist.

"Well, since you are so resolved, you'll need a good defensive technique so that you don't die in one hit and a good escaping technique so that you can flee after taking one hit…" Hearing Shu Yidan's words, Xiaoyi brought her tongue out in a gesture meant to be cute.

"A good defensive technique, a good escaping technique, attacking techniques utilizing Essence, Qi and Spirit and a Domain Technique. Oh, and we can't forget Sword Techniques… Xiaoyi, you've put senior brother in quite a conundrum." Shu Yidan's tone was indifferent as ever, but Xiaoyi couldn't help but scratch her head.

"Well, Senior Sister Rengxue… Can you get all the books fitting this description?" Shu Yidan requested.
"Do you want the scriptures suited to Qi Refining cultivators, or…" Mu Rengxue narrowed her eyebrows. Even then, the amount of scriptures would be ridiculously large!
"Naturally not, I want all of them." Mu Rengxue couldn't help but feel that his cool tone was teasing her.

"As you wish!" As she said those words, the clear space surrounding Shu Yidan seemed to multiply. And then, around a hundred bookshelves and a thousand loose books arranged into piles surrounded that space!

"Rengxue, can you go stand away for a bit? Xiaoyi, come stand beside me." Hearing this, Mu Rengxue snorted at Shu Yidan calling her by name yet dutifully backed away.

Mu Rengxue looked at Shu Yidan and Xiaoyi beside him with challenge in her eyes. "Let's see how you…-" Just then, her retort was taken back halfway when she noticed Shu Yidan's hands raised straight in front of him, his fingers dancing as if playing a zither.

As he tapped his fingers in the air, inky black lines appeared before him. Some of them continuous and straight, some of them broken and spaced, these lines were born from Shu Yidan's fingers and surrounded him.

Both Xiaoyi and Mu Rengxue knew these lines… they symbolized Yin and Yang, coming together to form the Eight Trigrams and Sixty-four Hexagrams.
Of the Eight Trigrams, the Heavenly Wind Sect had inherited the Two Trigrams of Heaven and Wind in completion and gained the incomplete legacies of the other Six Trigrams! However, comprehending the Eight Trigrams and forming the Eight Qi comprised the basics of cultivation for all disciples!

Shu Yidan's Golden Core cultivation base was at its peak, and so he could only take time to control a miniscule amount of energy to form these black lines. However, line after line came forth and as the energy congregating to form his cultivation base reduced, the amount of energy he could control rose…

Upon the white floor, a number of ritualistic symbols and shapes began forming. Shu Yidan flicked his finger and a number of paper talismans covered the ground. What seemed like a vast spell formation suddenly came forth…

"Dandan, what are you doing?" Mu Rengxue asked in concern.
"Of course, I am casting an array to deduce the best techniques for our dear Xiaoyi's foundation! Eight Trigrams Arcane Divination Array, come forth!" An infinite number of continuous and broken black lines seemed to come forth, and immediately covered the books and the bookshelves in a gray dome of black lines!

For a moment, Shu Yidan and Xiaoyi disappeared from view, until Shu Yidan flashed to stand beside Mu Rengxue. "Well, I have done my best to lay down this array. Rengxue, can you help me set the Fengshui so that the geomantic aura of this place will come forth to bring Xiaoyi good fortune?"

Shu Yidan had called Mu Rengxue by her given name twice. The first time she snorted, but seeing the spectacle he had brought forth she seemed to decide he was worthy enough.

A stream of Divine Sense shot forth, and Mu Rengxue was given a list of alterations for the Scripture Hall. With one thought, the area within the Scripture Hall began transforming!
This was a feature of nearly all of the important buildings within the Heavenly Wind Sect. They could be freely transformed and the power of geomancy could be freely controlled!

The Eight Trigrams Arcane Divination Array began glowing and the broken and continuous black lines that had created it began merging together. Finally, the array became a dome that flickered between black and white colors like a bulb…

"The geomantic aura is fully being channeled… The array will require only eight minutes to start its divination. I've done all I can, so everything else depends on Xiaoyi's luck…" Saying this with a solemn tone, he thought about the past timeline. Would this help her surpass the tribulation that would await her?

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A/N: You can suggest techniques for the next update.

(There is R-18 sexual content. A lot of it. All marked in chapter titles. So pay attention to chapter titles!)

"Cultivation resources? System I can handle it, this bro is a time traveller so I know all the mysteries of this world!"
"Seducing girls? System you don't need to interfere, I don't need a fucking walkthrough to chat girls up!"
"Stat boosts and cultivation techniques? System I don't need your help, this bro was a True Immortal in the past timeline!"

"Just give me missions! Nice, detailed missions! Missions that have a clear objective to fulfil! I don't even need any rewards for completion, I just need the ability to clearly know what I need to do... to kill those bastard protagonists that I am fated to oppose!"

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Time travelling back to the moment he transmigrated from Modern Earth into this mysterious world of cultivation with a System, Shu Yidan's journey began once again!

In this life, he will steadfastly protect all he lost!
In this life, he will bring his sect to the pinnacle!
In this life, he will accomplish many things, the chief of which being...

Killing the bastard who is this world's protagonist until he is deader than dead!!!

Before he can get his harem of women! Before he can get his sworn brothers! 
Before he can get his OP treasures, his peerless techniques and ancient Masters as his backing!

Because he has a System! 
A System that can scry into the fate of the world and give him missions that pinpoint exactly where this bastard is hiding, what this bastard is scheming and how to perfectly destroy this bastard's schemes!

All protagonists with a cheats and golden fingers, beware! The Master of the Villain System is coming!

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Former Story Title: Villainous Sect Master and the Endless Wave of Heroes

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Chapter 181 – Battle of Liyang - Part 11

October 14th. 

9 AM.

The news of Dong Zhuo's retreat reached the ears of Zhu Jun. He clicked his tongue as he expected this. Fortunately, he transported half of the army provision supplies to the other side last night. Alternatively, else, Dong Zhuo would have run away with all the food. 

"Figured. We can't trust that traitor from the start!"

Zhu Jun's eyes saddened as he thought about his friend who had just passed away. 

"Rest in peace, friend. I'll get rid of those rebels and kill Dong Zhuo in your place! Your death will not be in vain!"

Even though Zhu Jun spoke to himself, the lieutenants and captains heard every word. Their eyes moist as they respected this fallen general. He was an honest and loyal commander who had served this empire tirelessly for decades. He did not deserve to die from a vengeful ghost.

"We shall fight in the commander's place!"
"We shall fight in the commander's place!"

All officers of Zhu Jun shouted in the same voice. Their desire to fight soared and their morale skyrocketed. 

"Move faster! Do you want those rebels' head for our general in Heaven!?"

"OOOOOOOHHHHHH!!"

…
…

Meanwhile, Tong and his men also retreated to Liyang City. He left a hundred men on the river wall as a team of scouts, just in case, someone would try to cross this path. 

Another confirmation letter from Dong Zhuo already reached Tong's hands, and Dong Zhuo Army began retreating as well. With his army pulling back from the battlefield, Tong had 100,000 fewer soldiers to take care off. 

Current forces on both sides were now 55,000 against 129,000. Tong still had the disadvantage. 

Tong glanced at the trail of dust on the opposite side of the Yellow River. Zhu Jun Army was forced marching.

'The last general should be Zhu Jun from the other night.'
'But seriously, I'm racing against times again.'

Seeing that it was a race home, Tong shouted. "Rush home! They are forced marching! If we arrived late, they will cross the river and siege the city before we get there!"

…

Zhu Jun also glared back from the other side of the river. The moment he saw the dust from the horses and foot soldiers, Zhu Jun smiled.

"Naïve brat! Men! Hear my order! Platoon 17 to 26 stay here and cross the river! The rest of you, come with me!"

…
…

By 3 PM, both armies had reached their destination. 

Tong's 5,000 men stationed inside the city while Tong and the rest of his 50,000 men headed to the southern river bank of the Yellow River to welcome Zhu Jun and his men.

On the other hand, Zhu Jun detached 80,000 men and stationed at the opposite river bank, staring down at Tong's army. The other 49,000 men stopped marching mid-way and started using their boats to cross the river. Before Tong noticed this move by Zhu Jun, 20,000 soldiers of 49,000 had already got to the other side. 

Tong watched his radar map with a solemn expression, focusing on the distance of two kilometers away at the west of his army. At the location, Zhu Jun's 49,000 was busy crossing the river. It would take two more hours before all of them could get on this side.

Contrary to the urgent situation, Tong did not panic. Instead, he was delighted that Zhu Jun made this move. 

'With all the boats and water transports over there, this army in front of me is just a bluff.'
'The real attack will come from the west!'

Tong tapped the shoulder of a lieutenant who was beside him. 

"Organize all cavalry units to report to me. The rest of the footmen, fortify the river bank!"

…

3.10 PM.

Tong and his 5,000 cavalries galloped westward toward the river-crossing troops of Zhu Jun.

As for the general Zhu Jun himself, he did not lose sight of the movement across the shoreline. The 80,000 men of his were not staying idle either, they cut the woods and made several logged rafts. The skilled craftsmen in the army were also hammering planks to make a dozen massive shields to attach with the barges. 

Zhu Jun did not bluff as Tong had thought. He was planning for a pincer attack from the west and the front. 

Secondly, he did not plan to cross the river directly and clash with the garrison force head-on. The current shipbuilders behind him would transfer these rafts and boats elsewhere at night and sailed across the shore. They would become his ghost force, which could launch a surprise attack behind the enemies' line. 

He had an ambitious goal, all of his men had to cross this river within two days!

The commotion broke out on the opposite shore. Zhu Jun had to squint his eyes to see what they were doing. Two minutes later, one of the scouts, who had climbed the trees to monitor the enemies, came down to report their discovery.

"Report! The enemy took a cavalry unit to the west! The estimated number was at least 2,000 men!"

"Good job! You can go."

Zhu Jun rubbed his chin and pondered. The detached force had 49,000 men. Dealing with only 2,000 riders or even 10,000 riders would be an easy task for them. Also, even if footmen had disadvantages against horse charges, these guys were seasoned soldiers. They could form ranks and improvise if need be. 

"Have I overestimated him?" Zhu Jun thought of the person he met during the fire attack night. "He is either overconfident, or he is naïve. There's no way he can defeat my men with a lousy group of horsemen."

Zhu Jun ignored this move by Tong and focused on the troops on the opposite shore. 

…

3.15 PM. 

The 5,000 horsemen detected Zhu Jun's detached force almost a kilometer in front of them. Without waiting for the enemies to form ranks, Tong took out a spear and roared.

"Crane formation! Charge!"

The horsemen scattered into triple triangle lines (^). The captains blew horns, and the rest of the horsemen got into the formation as they were galloping forward. They pointed their spears to the front, aiming at the front of the horse.

The sound of horse hoofs and the shaking earth alerted the river-crossing soldiers in no time.

"Enemy attack!" Shouted Zhu Jun's scout. 

The soldiers abandoned what they were doing and formed the anti-cavalry spear-wall formation. The shield bearers dug tower shields into the ground in a slant shaped. Spearmen form the second and the third line with their spears pointing at the incoming cavalries. 

30% of Zhu Jun's soldiers managed to form the formation in 10 seconds. The rest of the soldiers were too far away, so they took their weapons and formed the second and third line behind the first group.

The reserved men, who did not form rank in time, formed the secondary ranks behind the first line. They were the same formation as the front, but they placed themselves three meters behind the first group. 

These reserved were the finishers of this formation. Had light cavalries charged into this tactic head-on, 70% of the horses would die by the first liners while the reserved troops would finish off the riders or the horses that got through the first line. 

Seeing that the army's reaction speed was too fast, the cavalry soldiers hesitated. They glanced at Tong with paled faces if he would give them another order soon, or those spears would skewer them.

The distance was now 500 meters away.

Instead of panicking, a sadistic smile appeared on Tong's face. 

"All troops! To the right! Circle them and reform the formation again!"

The horsemen sighed a relief and avoided running into the formation. They moved around the spear-wall and formed a line on the north of Zhu Jun's soldiers. 

The river-crossing soldiers had also reformed their formation. They grouped up in ten men and form porcupine huddles. They circled themselves with shields and spears, like the back of porcupines. Even if Tong charged at them now, the one that died would be the horses and the riders. 

The archers also took out their bows and arrows. They formed lines behind the formation of the groups of porcupines. The distance between the cavalries and the archers were still 500 meters away. They were out of range, so they could not shoot yet.

Tong gazed at the thousand groups of porcupines with a mocking gaze. Their defense was solid, but they failed to put pressure on the attackers. Without the counter-attackers, Tong could crush them at his leisure. 

'Well, they may be elites, but they didn't have a proper leader.'
'Sorry, but this is war. No mercy!'

Zhu Jun's soldiers did not realize, Tong purposely sandwiched them. His force was facing them from the north, and the back of Zhu Jun's soldiers was the river. They had nowhere to escape.

Tong pointed his finger forward. A 300-meter-long black void gate appeared in front of Tong. From the gate, Tong discharged the river water he collected in the past few days to the front.

"Flash flood, biatch!"

Tong ejected the Yellow River's water from his [Inventory]. A one-meter wave of water manifested out of nothingness and slammed it onto the defending soldiers. The force of the wave was enough to make the spearmen staggered backward.

"Again!"

Another wave crashed onto the 20,000 soldiers on the shore. This time, some of them staggered and was carried by the stream into the river.

"Again!"
"Again!"
"Again!"

Tong spammed a total of 10 waves as there were too many defending soldiers. Because the first two waves broke the shield wall and other formation, 50% of the soldiers were swallowed by the flash flood into the river as well. The archers on the back neither crouched nor dug their feet into the ground, the three waves of flash flood swallowed them into the river.

The remaining men on the shore stumbled on the wet ground. The shoreline ground was nothing but soil and mud, so the soldiers had a hard time getting up.

"Crossbow!" Shouted Tong. 

Five thousand horsemen switched their weapons to Julu's signature repeated crossbow. They loaded their clips and pointed forward without Tong telling them. 

"Move forward 100 steps!"

The lined horses stepped closer to the ragged soldiers that could not reform their formation yet. The moment they saw the crossbows and the approaching horses. They knew what would happen if they got into their range.

"Retreat!" One of the captains shouted. 

"Fire the first volley."

Five thousand arrows flew into the air, creating the dark shadow blocking the light of the sun. They rained down onto the surviving soldiers on the shore.

Tong, a sinner who was suffering endless torment in hell because of his mistake he had done in his previous life, was giving other chance to redeem himself by the devil. 

All he had to do was participating in the redemption program, organized by the gods and the devils. He would be reincarnated as a random citizen of China during the end of the era of the East Han, and the prelude of the era of the Three Kingdoms. He would also retain his memory and a cheat skill that he designed for himself. 

Tong later found himself reincarnated as Zhang Tong, the son of the Yellow Turbans leader, Zhang Jiao. 

The problem didn't end with just the dilemma of the Yellow Turbans Army. It appeared that other than him, there were 99 others from the modern world that reincarnated into this timeline with him as well. 

This redemption program by the gods and devils didn't seem to be simple. There was definitely something fishy going on. 

Then the hidden agenda revealed itself to the reincarnators. Zhang Tong had to utilize everything by any means necessary to survive this ordeal.
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Warning: It's a story with deranged characters that MC and friends won't get a smooth sailing life forever like the other typical WN novels. 

Patience and high tolerance are required for this novel. Constant nerfs, plot twisted, and changes in the story are expected. 

All RoTK fans should also be warned. I don't follow the trends of historical events. All characters and their thought won't be like in the 14th-century novel RoTK or Dynasty Warrior.

Again, I don't sell 100% wet-dreams in this novel. I mixed nightmares in it.
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This series has ended. 
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I woke up before the alarm. I laid in the bed and looked around trying to think where I was. This wasn't my room. No handmaid quilt on the bed. No sounds of the nearby ocean coming from the window. Then the events from last night came crashing in to my mind and the feeling of being alone came back. 

My heart was so heavy. I know there was so much to do, but I couldn't sit up. The pain was so crippling. What should I do first? Call the hospital? Call the Red cross and see if they could reach out to my uncle Jimmy? Take deep breaths Janie. Calm yourself girl. That's what I needed to do first.
I got out of bed. I found the phone book and searched for the number of the Red Cross. I would call them first. I'm sure I will have to leave a message or something. With shaky fingers, I dialed the number.
   "American Red Cross. This is June. How can I help you?"
   " Hello, June. My name is Janie Rivers. My uncle James Rivers is on the USS Scott. I need to reach him. My grandfather, his father has fallen very ill and is in the hospital. He isn't doing well." The last words hung in my throat as I struggled to keep from crying.
    
    " Miss Rivers, I am so sorry to hear that. Please hold the line and I will see what I can do quickly."

I sat and listened to elevator music for what seemed like months. In the years since my parents death, Uncle Jimmy had only come home on leave twice. For the funerals of my parents and five years ago for my grandfather's 65th birthday. I think it was hard for him. My mom was his baby sister and they were close. But through the years, he sent cards and presents and a postcards from around the world. Even though we weren't close, I loved him and hoped he could come home.

    "Miss Rivers, I am being patched in to the USS Scott. Please hold for Mr. Rivers."

     "Thank you."

     " Janie! What's wrong? All she said was my niece was on the phone and there was an emergency."

     " Uncle Jimmy! Grandpa has fallen ill. He collapsed last night and his heart stopped. They got it started and air lifted him to the hospital in Norfolk. I don't know what to do. They are running tests and they said it's bad. They said cancer."

   " Janie, where are you?"

   "I'm in a motel that the doctor recommend for me to stay. It's a few blocks from the hospital. I can go back at 5:00. So I will go back. What do I do, Uncle Jimmy?"

    " I need to figure things out. I will call you later at the hospital in Dad's room. I don't know yet what will happen. I will have more information then. Give the hospital the number you called the Red Cross. Try and be strong. Talk to you soon. "

 Then the line went dead. After talking to Uncle Jimmy, I felt a little better. I looked at my watch and saw it was 3:00. I didn't think to bring any clothes. But I wanted a hot shower. I was just going to have to put back on what I had and head back to the hospital. I would have to go home and get clothes or find a store to get somethings.

The hot shower helped my sore muscles. I didn't realize how sore I was. Standing in the shower, it dawned on me. I had no car. Sam brought me here. Just the thought of Sam sent my heart racing. His brown eyes gave off such a dangerous appeal. I could get lost in them. He was so kind this morning. I didn't even get a number to call him to thank him. 

How was I going to get back to the hospital? Maybe the front desk clerk would give me directions and I will walk. Maybe I would find a store and get a few things. I got out of the shower and wrapped myself in a towel. I thought I heard someone knocking. I walked out of the bathroom, towel wrapped around me and towel drying my hair. The knock came again. I went to the door, and looking through the peep hole, my heart stopped.

United's momentum has risen, but that alone couldn't reverse the game.

 Momentum only improves confidence and condition, not directly.

 Woo Woo-young was still strong.

 [The ball floated into the air!  Woo Young runs!]

 [Michael Carrick is catching up!]

 Ever since the start of the game, Man City has been in possession.

 Hoyoung wandered all over the place like crazy, thanks to the aerial ball.

 We were seeing the effects of the "heavy heading" (SU), which is a combination of the high-bomber head (U) and the original heading (S) coveted by Andy Carroll.

 And this time too.

 widely!

 [This time Woo Ho-young wins the ball.  Passed backwards exactly.  Carlos Tevez receives the ball.  Shake to the left.]

 [Ah, Park Ji-seok is attached !!]

 As if waiting, Park Ji-seok appeared and reached out.

 [Park Ji-suk cut out as it is.  The ball to United.]

 [Intelligent play.  I was seeing exactly what Tevez would do next.]

 Carlos Tevez was a former United player before coming to Man City.

 Park Ji-seok, who was very close to him, was familiar with his preferred play.

 That's one of the reasons Ferguson introduced Park Ji-seok.

 In other words, Tevez's presence was rather poisoning for Manchester City.

 Psychological, Mercenary, Tactical, and Custom Responses.  Everywhere you can see that Ferguson won.]

 [Hyundai Football is said to be coaching, but Ferguson is showing it.  I'm a master too.]

 The role of the coach in football is absolute.

 This big game is especially bad.

 That's why Ferguson has confidence in Manchester City.

 [Yaya Toure's infiltration pass, Ferdinand goes up!  Park Ji-suk kicks it off safely!]

 United's defense has changed.

 The ball from Man City's 2nd line to 1st line was blocked once and for all.

 As Hoyoung was finding the loophole while reading the flow, he had no choice but to change the course of attack.

 [This time Woo Ho Young drives the ball.  I have a one-to-one pass with David Silva on the right.]

 Woo Woo-young penetrates into the second line!  Michael Carrick's back tackle coming in at the same time!]

 [Oh, avoided!]

 [But Ferdinand is running right in front of you!]

 [Oh, Marseille turn!  I avoided it again!  Woo Ho-young running as it is!]

 [This time, Park Ji-seok is attached.  It's time to drag the uniforms out!]

 A spectacular war broke out over Woo Young.

 All the players occupied the space, paying close attention.

 Fuzzy!

 Park Ji-seok was involved in the fight and went out without a Mac.

 [Welcome to Wayne Rooney's Tackle!]

 [But it goes as it is!  There is no tank !!]

 [But followed by John O'Shea.]

 [To join Ferdinand and Michael Carrick!  Followed by Park Ji-seok!]

 Fuzzy!

 Four kinds of collisions.

 It was no longer a bunch.

 But this was enough.

 There were big gaps in various places because many of the players were focusing on Ho-young.

 Just then, Ho-young's pass turned forward.

 Woo Woo-young's thru-pass!

 [Tevez goes on the ball!]

 Perfect one-on-one chance.

 But United's iron wall defender Vidic caught up at a frightening pace to unfold the lake.

 "Hoop!"

 "Cock!"

 A popular personal defense that is nicknamed the wall wall.

 Tevez tried to hit the ball but it was blocked in vain.

 "Ahhh!  Damn it!  Damn it!"

 Manchester United get out of the crisis!  Goalkeeper Van De Sar catches it safely.  It was great that Vidić blocked the shooting angle.]

 [Ah, it doesn't make sense.  It was like seeing a swarm of zombies blocking a superhero.  It was a scene that will remain in history.]

 Something unusual has happened.

 About five people took turns biting and hanging.

 From a distance, it was like seeing a scene of group violence.

 It was no longer pride and no good for United.

 Even if there were many gaps elsewhere, Woo-young had to stop the breakthrough.

 But, ridiculously, even with that method, Woo-young allowed him to dribble 30 meters.

 [Really a monster.]

 [Just before, I told you that Hyundai Football is a coach, but there is one exception here.]

 Ho-young was struggling so much, but Manchester United did not give him a decisive chance to stop the gap.

 His performance has improved better than the first half.

 Ferguson's locker room conversation certainly worked.

 "Glory glory man united ~!"

 Man Utd fans were also growing louder.

 "Ohhh!"

 "Good!  Let's push it like this! "

 "Glory glory man united ~ !!"

 Those who are enthusiastic about the hope that blooms.

 On the other hand, there was a totally different atmosphere in Manchester City.

 [Manchester City is worse than the first half.  There's a lot of players in there.]

 [That's right.  Even if you concentrate, some of the players on the hat seem to have something different.  In this case, the captain needs to lead the players.]

 I was shaking.

 There were a number of reasons, the biggest reason being what happened in the locker room during half time.

 Hovinho, who didn't make it in the first half, exploded in the locker room, so much so that the atmosphere of the team was blurred.

 In other words, Ferguson's media play worked.

 Total difficulty.

 The bad mood eventually hindered players from playing together.

 Mancini put Zabaleta in place of Mica Richards, who had lost his stamina to change the mood, but it wasn't easy to reverse the current.

 'It is difficult.'

 Ho-young was feeling deeply.

 You're playing around with Ferguson's tricks.

 'I'm constantly changing the flow.'

 To keep Hoyoung from reading the flow, Ferguson was squeezing the voice and tuning the game.

 It was no exaggeration to say that the game was a match between Ferguson and Woo Ho Young.

 And they eventually produced results.

 [Michael Carrick, stabs deep to the left.  Ryan Giggs gets sweet.]

 [Alas, I missed the Sabaletta!]

 [Cross to the center!]

 Ryan Giggs' patented left foot cross.

 First touch master Dimitar Berbatov ran to win the cross.

 It seemed as if the dance of an elegant swan was unfolding.

 Determinism was also great.

 He didn't score 25 goals in the league this season alone.

 Cheongung!

 United's equalizer went out.

 It was around 75 minutes later.

 [Go oh oh oh!  Berbatov's Season 26!]

 [At last, Manchester United are equalizing.  Ryan Giggs has a fantastic left foot cross.  Not to mention Berbatov's first touch.]

 [No doubt.  They are world-class players who can create opportunities at any time.  great.  If this is the case, United will win.]

 Luxury cross.

 Giggs' left foot cross was high enough to represent the EPL.

 His talent represented it.

 Ryan Giggs

 Talent

 -Left foot wizard (T)

 Wizard's Left Foot Cross (SU)

 Wonderful dribble (SS-)

 Clear tactical understanding (S +)

 Creative personality (A + 3)

 -(View more)

 (If you meet the conditions, you can find one talent.)

 (You can acquire some of your sensations when you explore Title T. However, you must be over 18 years old to explore.)

 (S grade or above can be coveted only if the hidden condition is achieved.)

 (Condition 1: win the game)

 (Condition 2: Do not allow more than two runs in a match)

 (Condition 3: Successfully score a cross)

 (Hidden condition: open when one or more talents are explored)

 Paul Scholes, who was sitting on the bench, was still greedy because he was XX to `` Man Utd, '' but Geeks' talent was possible.

 But it was like a picture of bread.

 The momentum leaned completely toward United, and misery did not end there.

 It was only three minutes later.

 Beep!

 "Oh no!"

 An accident broke out while Man City was in a hurry to attack.

 It was a clash between Carlos Tevez and Nemanja Vidic.

 [The legs and legs are tangled.  I think they priced each other.]

 [Looks like you were injured before.  Vidić also looks serious.]

 Inevitable replacement.

 Injured Nemanja Vidic was immediately replaced by Johnny Evans.

 Man City, on the other hand, was not able to make a judgment on the last replacement card.

 Manchini was worried.

 The remaining time is 10 minutes.

 To see the game inside it was a right to put an attacker.

 But if you're a good player to be in the attacker's seat.

 'Only outside the hob nug ...

 Perhaps the best way would be to raise up and keep Shaun Wright-Phillips as a winger.

 But then it was.

 Ho-young, who ran to the bench in a hurry, picked up the horse.

 "Please put Hovenu into the left wing."

 "What?  I'd rather ask you to put Sean Wright-Phillips. "

 "no.  Not much time  Now I need a technician who is good at decompression.  You have to make sure of one chance. "

 "That's it, but ..."

 "I will go up and finish it."

 "!"

 Unexpected word.

 Ho-young felt something while playing soccer.

 It is a good chance to overcome crises well.

 So I knew

 Right now, the best card is the hovinyu.

 And after a while.

 [At last, you've come to the Avenue.  How long is this?]

 [I don't have to play in the game for a while, so I don't think I have a lot of sense.

 Once exhibited, but no one seems to be confident of the hovenue.

 But before the game resumed, Ho Young's words changed his attitude slightly.

 "Never touch the media, don't be conscious.  You have to play soccer, not attract others.  It's not your favorite football.  Think about what is real and what you do best and like. "

 It was the advice Cha Bum-gon gave Ho Young a long time ago.

 And indeed, the truth, whether it was a lie, Hovinyu's performance began to come alive.

 widely.

 Percussion!

 "Hobinyu!  Always watch the right side!  Silva will break through! "

 Ronaldinho coordinated the attack in the center, and on the right,

 Hovenue played side playmaking, focusing on John O'Shea and Johnny Evans.

 Tak, Tak.

 It seemed that the team breathed gradually.

 Of course, just a few words did not change people completely.

 This was enough.

 At the center was a strong support called Woo Ho Young.

 If you lack the rest of the ability to stop by force.

 That was Ho Young's leadership.

 And around 85 minutes later.

 Ronaldinho distributes the ball to the right.

 [David Silva, I'm drawing time against Evra.]

 [Look at Woo-young, who is busy moving from the front!  Can you upload it right away?]

 No, David Silva's choice was on the other side, not the center.

 Cuckoo!

 [Left side, hovenu digs.  Hovenue to trap the ball safely!  Confrontation with John O'Shea!]

 [Oh, put it aside !!]

 It was then that Hovenue's cross went up.

 Cuckoo!

 For the decisive opportunity, United's defense has already been built tightly.

 Moreover, the quality of the cross was not so threatening.

 By the way.

 [Woo-young, run!  Woo Young!  Aerial ball!]

 Ho Young had the talent to threaten the whole situation.

 In a moment, Ho Young jumped, using accurate fuselage vision to accurately measure the distance to the ball.

 At the same time Vidic and Ferdinand cling to each other, but alone was not enough.

 And Ho Young's head touched the ball.

 Cheongung!

 87 minutes.

 The reverse hot pot burst out of the game.

 [Go oh oh oh oh!

 [Went in!  Manchester City leaps back to league # 1!]

 Recapture.

 Manchester United were quick to attack, but Manchester City was not an idiot.

 All 10 field players participated in the defense and succeeded in blocking the run.

 It was late 95 minutes.

 Beep!

 Manchester City win EPL.

 It was a moment of a miracle.

Woo Hoyoung has returned to the past and gained the ability to steal the abilities of others!

His goal is to now become the greatest soccer player to have ever existed.

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