writing some fanfiction cliches that I usually read

"Fuck..." I muttered after waking up lying in straws. A bed of straws in despair.

Why despair? Well, if you were a perfectly straight guy like me and you wake up in an unfamiliar place with another guy you don't know, what would you feel?

Feeling a bit sick, I ran towards the exit of the place I was in and threw up.

*Bleurgh*

Wha-What the hell happened last night? I remember that I was at home last night so why am I in a barn now? More importantly, why am I sleeping between a horse and a dude?

As if I remembered something bad, I frantically checked myself.

I teared up from joy and relief after making sure that nothing disturbing happened.

Thankfully that I, Nick Vantalion, a perfectly super handsome staright guy has not gone to the other path.

Don't get me wrong, I don't have any prejudice against people of the third sex but yeah... If it was me? Yeah, no thanks. Actually, hell no.

I then glanced at the man who was still sleeping soundly on the bed of straw.

Disregarding anything, I strided to the front of him a fiercely slapped the guy in the face to vent my ang- *ahem* *ahem*, I mean, to wake him up.

Now that I got a good look at this man, this guy don't look pleasant at all!

I can feel that this guy is the type that thinks with his dick, but hasn't even got the chance to use it.

How did I know? Well, I was quite the same several years ago, actually, I'm still like that currently, even though, I always have the chance to use it.

Hm, this guy looks pretty desperate to get a taste of a beautiful woman, he'll probably do anything to get a taste.

Anyway, after hitting the guy, he slowly wake up and jumped in suprised after seeing me and yelled out something japanese but I didn't clearly hear it.

Hm, this guy is a japanese, huh?

"What is it?" I asked in fluent english, thank you very much.

The guy was suprised for a minute and answered in english with much difficulty, "Who are you? Where am I?"

Ho? So, this guy isn't just some lowlife?

"I am Nick." I answered, "As for where we are, that's what I was planning on asking to you, so I wake you up. So how about you?"

Hm, it seems like this guy doesn't know where we are as well.

"Oh, um, My name is, Um, Michio Kaga, 17 years old, A japanese..." He answered, and after that also started muttering somethings aboit how this is so realistic.

Does he think he's in some kind of dream or something?

Hm? I also saw a flash of envy on his eyes after looking at me in suprised for some seconds, hm? I can see two different reason for his jealousy...

But he comforted himself by saying, something like an NPC.

Just as I was about to say something, a loud noise in the distance that sounded like a fight.

Hm? Are those this place's locals? I watch them fight a gang of what seemd like badits or thieves.

Uwa, should I run?

But this is reality right? This is the first time for me to see so much blood...

But I don't feel any discomfort or disgust at all...

Could it be? A dream? But there's no way for me to dream this kind of bullshit like waking beside a guy.

But, looking at how this is going... Isn't this how those stupid cliches where the protagonist wake up in another world?

Wait what? Another world?

Eh?

I'll just think about this later... Besides, I don't really care about my old world besides some few girls I had 'interactions' with.

Making up my mind I said to the guy beside me, "Hey, let's go- wait, what the hell is this?"

Michio Kaga | Male | 17 Years Old
Villager Lv 1 | Thief Lv 1
Equipment: Sandals

Eh? What the hell is this?

Could it be the cliche appraisal?

If so, then this transported in another world thing just gained a bit more credibility.

I then looked at myself and checked.

Nick Vantalion | Male | 19 Years Old
Swordmaster Lv 1 (What other's appraisal see's) [ Sword Emperor Lv 1 | Magic Saint Lv 1 | Martial King Lv 1 | Trascendant Sage Lv 1 | Chaos Asura Lv 1 | Demon Sovereign Lv 1 | Supreme Hero Lv 1 ]

Uwa, it's seriously true... If so, then why do I have so many jobs? But, the Kaga guy also had 2 jobs but his jobs were, how do I say this? Too plain?

Swordmaster is what people would see if they check my status, is it?

I look at Kaga who was stupidly smiling and thinking to himself.

What's the problem with this guy? He's stupidly waving his hands every now and then and was touching the air as if there was something there...

Then suddenly, he took out a sword and a ring in thin air before chuckling to himself and said his goodbye to me and rushed to the battle.

Eh?! Lies! Where the fuck did he get that sword?!

I then used appraisal on Kaga who was already hacking a few of the Thieves or Bandits to death using his sword.

Michio Kaga | Male | 17 Years Old
Villager Lv 1 | Thief Lv 1
Equipment: Durandal - Sandals - Ring of Determination

Durandal? The holy sword? Fuck! Then shouldn't I have one as well? Since both of us are from another world...

How did I know that he's from the same world? Well, where can you fucking find someone looking like that while wearing track suit in a fantasy world? And besides, he was speaking japanese! Theres just no way something like japanese exists in this world!

Where did he take that sword out? Is it Item Box or something? Not fair! I should also have something like that!

"[Item Box] !"

...

Nothing happened. Then how about this?

"[Inventory]"

Suddenly, a blue panel box filled with spaces appeared in front of me.

Hm? There are some sockets that has items in it... 1,000 gold coins? 10,000 silver coins? 100,000 copper coins? Nars? What the? Is Nars the the currency in this world? Maybe? Probably? 

There is a total of 11,100,000 nars inside my inventory. Is that a large number? I don't think so...

Hm? Oh! There's also some weapons and armors! Seven full sets of equipment, six swords, five staffs, four guntlets, three rods, two crowns, a blue cloak, a black kimono and a white sash...? What the hell are the last three for? And there are also accesories like nacklaces, earrings, bracelets and rings.

Shrugging my shoulders, I then took out the coolest looking sword with the shape of a katana from my inventory.

Nick Vantalion | Male | 19 Years Old
Sword Emperor Lv 1 | Magic Saint Lv 1 | Martial King Lv 1 | Trascendant Sage Lv 1 | Chaos Asura Lv 1 | Demon Sovereign Lv 1 | Supreme Hero Lv 1
Equipment: One-Cut Killer • Murasame

Hm, I look so fucking cool now that I have it... Kekeke.

My feet feels seriously uncomfortable, fuck, why is there no shoes in my inventory besides those in sets?

Sighing to myself, I look around for a moment and saw a pair of sandals that looked like the ones Kaga was wearing.

I look around at my surroundings for a moment before swiftly wearing it.

I then noticed a setting like button at the top right corner of my inventory, I tapped it and saw a language setting.

I set it up in Brahim since there was a most common language written beside it.

Besides that, there was also some sort of 30% increase in price when selling items and 30% decrease in price buying items, there was also something for leveling up. 

It was a 1/10 required EXP and 10X EXP gain, as well as a 100% drop rate.

A grin crept up to my face as I gripped the hily of my sword tighter.

Kekeke...

I can fight now...

Nick Vantalion wakes up and find himself in an unfamiliar place between a horse and a dude?

Don't worry. This is not Yaoi! Never Yaoi.

Everyone except for Sona is already awake and Kisuke made more food for them, "How are you feeling? Are you feeling any discomfort?"

"Nothing wrong with me, master," Medusa answered first.

"I'm fine nya. How about you, Shirone?" Kuroka followed.

"I'm fine too... But..." Koneko answered but hesitated and looked at Aika.

Aika nodded at her and continued her words, "It feels slightly heavy for us. I thought it was just my imagination at first, but it seems that Koneko is experiencing it too."

Kisuke furrowed his brows, "Please stand to the side, you two. I'd like to take a closer look at you."

Following his instructions, Aika and Koneko stood to the side and waited for Kisuke. Kisuke approached them and touched both of their foreheads to send a wave of his Reiatsu-Ki to both of them.

After a minute or two of examinations, Kisuke's brows further furrowed, "I can't see anything wrong..."

"Looks like you first have to set up some proper facilities for examinations before everything else," Yoruichi commented. Both her and Kisuke knew that now they're in a new world, even the slightest discomfort could prove fatal, especially when there is no apparent evidence of the discomfort.

"You're right... I should..." Kisuke nodded seriously.

"Where are we anyway? I took a peek outside and saw that was surrounded by forest." Aika asked.

Kisuke sat down and said, "Another world." And drank his tea calmly.

"Another world?" The four of them asked, "We're in the Underworld-nya?" Kuroka continued.

Kisuke shook his head.

"If we're not in the Underworld, then some other realm-nya? Where exactly? And aren't we in danger of being discovered if we're out in open-nya?"

Kisuke still shook his head.

"...What are you trying to say-nya?"

"We're not in the Human Realm, the Underworld, or any other realm..."

"...What-nya?"

"When I said another world, what I mean is that we're on a world in a different universe from ours."

"...What!?" Everyone exclaimed, "Hey... You expect us to believe that?" Aika still couldn't believe it.

"You'll know in a few days of staying here."

"The hell..." Aika and everyone knew that Kisuke doesn't have a reason to lie about this and they could discover the truth on their own, "What? We're we summoned to become heroes and defeat the demon lord? That's cliche!"

"And what will you do if that's the case?"

Aika's eyes gleamed and she exclaimed, "Of course escape from the trashy King and find the loli Demon Lord to pamper her!"

"That's cliche!" Kisuke retorted.

"I love cliches!" Aika answered with all of her confidence.

Kisuke only chuckled in her response and continued, "Well, we're not summoned. We came here because Yoruichi's power got out of control and drilled a hole through the Dimensional Gap, letting us land in this place."

"What? So we're not even sure if there is an intelligent being here?"

"No. We spotted a city before we came to this forest so there should be an established civilization."

"Then let's go there now!" Aika excitedly suggested.

"No. We have problems that we have to solve before we could even approach or live in that city. First is we have to confirm that their appearance isn't very far from us."

"I see... If they're quadrupedal, then we would have to live that way too if we want to stay there... Moreover, what if they're not humanoid? Then we can only stay away from them..." Aika muttered.

"Correct... Next is we have to adjust our microbiome first before we could make contact. The last thing we want is to bring unknown diseases to the innocent inhabitants of this world from us, invaders."

Everyone nodded as they understood Kisuke's point.

"Then assuming that we can blend with the inhabitants of this world and can make contact with them, we still have a problem which is the language and cultural barrier. As for the culture and common sense, it could be easily learned but before we could learn that, we first have to master their language."

Kuroka then raised her hand, "What about the Devils' and Angels' innate skill, 'Language'-nya? Wouldn't that work?"

Kisuke shook his head and explained why, "Devils' and Angels' existences are connected to their believers, which are the humans. So it's only natural for them to instinctively know the language of their believers. Obviously, it won't work in this world where there not a single believer present."

"I see-nya... So our only choice is to learn the language-nya? How long would that take-nya? Especially when we don't have anything to reference their language-nya? And you're not thinking of staying here for a few years just to learn and decode their language-nya, right?" Kuroka asked worriedly.

"We have to learn their language, but it won't take that long to learn it. Besides, I'm the only one who needs to actually learn it."

"What do you mean?" This time, it's Yoruichi who asked him a question.

"I learned how the innate skill 'Language' works so I also know how to directly insert a language skill into someone's mind. And I don't think it would take that long for me to learn a language as the environment is almost the same as our world."

"...R-right... I remembered when you learned Greek up to speaking level in just a single night... Looks like we're in good hands..." Yoruichi's mouth twitches as she remembered that one instance that Kisuke suddenly talked in Greek.

Aika then suddenly grabbed Kisuke's arms and said, "Sensei! No... Master! Please teach me English!"

"After we return home. So behave for now."

"Yes!"

Kisuke then proceeds to ignore Aika, "Where are we? Right... The problems. For now, those are the problems that I can see. There will be more in the future if we want to return but let's focus on that for now.

"Then the schedule, for now, is everyone's recovery and microbiome adjustments with my help and after that, training to adjust your bodies in this world's atmosphere.

"While you do that, I'll be sneaking in that city to gather information. Any questions?"

"Will you be going alone, master?" Medusa asked.

"Yep. I can move easier with me alone."

"But that's still dangerous. We don't know what's out there."

"Don't worry. I won't go in without any preparations."

With that, Kisuke ended the meeting and let everyone rest again.

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Three days later, Kisuke finally discovered the problem of their world transfer, and it isn't a small one, "The world itself is rejecting us..."

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This is the story where Urahara Kisuke died after Nel failed to save him inside Askin's Gift Ball Delux and reincarnated in the world of DxD.

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Dear Diary of a wimpy,

I'll make sure to write original cliches and not fake stories on you.

Ok, not really. I'll probably add some spices up, but that's just to make my poor diary look like a good one; so that I can look back at it and say, "Yeah, that happened".

I'll write old and new stories that happened or happens to me whenever I feel like it; since I don't have a lot of things to write about.

The main purpose of this diary is: "Practicing and Working on improving my English"; therefore, I'll write things in here arbitrarily, on the basis of random choice or personal whim, rather than any reason or system.


Signature: [Insert one here]

A poor English speaker started a diary jouranl to improve his English. Here's some random excerpts from it.

The one-eyed man approached us. This was my first meeting with one of Seoul's Seven Kings.

Yoo Sangah talked in the group chat.

–Dokja-ssi, this person is perhaps…

–Yes, you're right.

I nodded to Yoo Sangah. It was impossible not to think of this person when seeing the appearance.

–By the way, I don't understand. Even if the constellation is 'that person', why is the incarnation dressed like that?

–His sympathy with the constellation seems to be high. The higher the sympathy rate, the more the incarnation is influenced by the lifestyle of the constellation.

–I should never cough in front of him.

The man with long hair tied back was bowing to the man approaching us.

"Your Majesty. You came."

"Yes."

"What happened?"

"Do I need to say it? Here."

The one-eyed man pointed to his staff. There was a blue jewel available from the Big Dipper embedded on it.

[Greedy Wolf Star].

The long-haired man admired it.

"Ohh…!"

Wasn't he quite good? Already gaining one star jewel…

The star jewels were the rewards of the Big Dipper chapter.

It was an item that increased overall stats by one level. It had a good effect on its own but the star jewels were meaningful when seven were collected.

It was because the jewels were the summoning material for the Four Yin Demonic Beheading Sword.

The one-eyed man looked at me. "Who are these people?"

"They have just entered the Big Dipper chapter. Their abilities are quite good so I was thinking about getting them to join."

"Really?"

The one-eyed man and I extended our hands to each other at the same time.

"I am Cha Sangkyung."

"I am Kim Dokja."

I shook his hand while activating a skill.

[The exclusive skill, Character List is activated.]

+

[Character Information]

Name: Cha Sangkyung

Age: 26 years old

Constellation Support: One-eyed Maitreya

Private Attribute: Pseudo Sect Founder (Hero), Maitreya King (Hero)

Exclusive Skills: Weapons Training Lv. 5, Mental Barrier Lv. 3, Eloquent Speech Lv. 3, Skillful Deception Lv. 3, False Prayer Lv. 1…

Stigma: Maitreya Promised Land Lv. 2, Law of Interest Lv. 2, Demonic Enemy Lv. 3

Overall Stats: Physique Lv. 28, Strength Lv. 26, Agility Lv. 28, Magic Power Lv. 25.

Overall Evaluation: No one can be free in front of his 'eye' that gives insight into everything. Be careful not to cough in front of him.

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It was regrettable that Jung Heewon wasn't here. If she saw this man in front of me, she would never speak nonsense about my sponsor again.

Cha Sangkyung said, "I have a burden of seeing things. Can I look at you once?"

"Yes."

Yes, he could try.

[The character 'Cha Sangkyung' has used Law of Interest Lv. 2!]

The stigma 'Law of Interest' was quite interesting among the investigation techniques in Ways of Survival. It didn't reveal the attributes window of the opponent but it was a skill that roughly gave information about the personality of the opponent. In other words, he would see a 'Easily fooled Demonic Enemy' if the person was 'good', while he would see a 'Back-stabbing Demonic Enemy' if the person was 'bad.' For example…

[The character 'Cha Sangkyung' has discovered that you are a demonic enemy that shouldn't be touched.]

It was like this.

"T-This?"

"King, why are you acting like this?"

[The character 'Cha Sangkyung' is greatly disturbed.]

Cha Sangkyung shouted with a pale face.

"D-Demonic enemy!"

"Huh? It can't be…"

At his words, the group members of the Maitreya King simultaneously looked at me. The atmosphere became tense when Cha Sangkyung urgently added.

"N-Nothing. I have made a mistake."

"Huh? There's nothing?"

"Yes, it is nothing. Everyone back off."

Indeed. He would be a fool to ignore the warning of the constellation. By the way, a demonic enemy that shouldn't be touched…

Maybe the One-eyed Maitreya didn't want to fight with me.

"Sigh… it isn't surprising."

The dubious thing was the reaction of the long-haired man. It was momentary but there was an expression of 'regret' on his face.

"The plan will start in one hour. I'm looking forward to your participation despite being a bit late."

Cha Sangkyung said before returning to his group members.

The first encounter with Gung Ye ended like this. (TL: Gung Ye had a slight mention earlier in the novel. He is a king who proclaimed himself a Buddha and became a tyrant who sentenced death to anyone opposing him, including his own wife)

The long-haired man said, "Phew, it almost became a major event. I'm glad."

"It is absurd to say that he is a king who knows the hearts of the people."

"Haha, Gung Ye might be recorded as a tyrant later on but he was a good and wise king first. You never know what will happen in the future. History can change."

I looked carefully at the long-haired man and asked, "By the way, who are you?"

"Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet. I am Han Sooyoung. I am Cha Sangkyung's assistant."

A man who supported the incarnation of Gung Ye. It was highly likely that he was attached to Gung Ye's side because of his sponsor.

Who was it? Perhaps it was a king? I immediately used a skill.

[The exclusive skill, Character List is activated.]

[The information of this person can't be read in 'Character List.']

[This person isn't registered in 'Character List.']

…What?

"Um? What's wrong?"

I looked at the shamelessly speaking Han Sooyoung and couldn't help laughing. I see… now I knew who this person was.

"It's nothing. Just… I feel like you are a demonic enemy."

"Haha, what do you mean?"

I could see Han Sooyoung's eyes change strangely. Maybe at this moment, both of us were thinking the same thing. The question was who would pull out a sword first.

The doors of the waiting room started to open one by one.

"The kings are coming!"

There was tension in the Maitreya group while several people in the waiting room started cheering.

I watched the kings walking out the door and asked Han Sooyoung.

"Are they on the same side?"

"Yes, they are all kings who promised to cooperate with us. From left to right, there is the 'Prudent King' Yoon Kiyoung and 'Fighting King' Kim Baekho Then the last one who came out is the 'Earth Dragon King' Gu Daesung."

I remembered something when I heard this nickname.

The Prudent King and Fighting King. They were just like their nicknames. They had decent skills and stats but they were one step lacking compared to the Seven Kings.

The only one I needed to pay attention to was the Earth Dragon King Gu Daesung.

Gu Daesung discovered Cha Sangkyung and asked, "You have already come out?

Fast."

"You are a rude earthworm."

"…Earthworm? Is that what you are calling my sponsor?"

Yoo Sangah was startled when she heard their words and whispered to me, "That person, I think he has a good sponsor behind him."

"…How do you know?"

"I heard the story that the king of Baekje was born from an earth dragon."

"Earth dragon?"

"That's what they meant by 'earthworm.' The other kings are calling him the son of an earth dragon in a mocking manner."

She was really amazing. She figured out the identity of Gu Daesung with this much information.

Yoo Sangah was right.

Earth Dragon King Gu Daesung. In my memories, he was one of Seoul's Seven Kings with the late King Gyeon Hwon as his sponsor.

"There are quite a few people with kings as a sponsor. Then the king we saw before…"

I nodded. In fact, it wasn't a coincidence that there were so many incarnations with a 'king' as their sponsor.

The situation would be similar in other areas, not just the Seoul Dome.

In Japan, there would be a competition between the three heroes including Oda Nobunaga. In the UK, there would be a competition between Richard the Lionheart or Henry VIII.

The world's greatest constellations would be preparing for a war over the Absolute Throne, raising their coordination with their incarnation to a breathtaking level.

[The constellation 'Maritime War God' is expecting the appearance of a new fable class constellation.]

[The constellation 'Bald General of Justice' is watching the situation with sweaty hands.

The other high-ranking constellations were also interested. It was natural. As I said before, the fourth scenario was an event for the greatest constellations of each country.

"Is everyone gathered?"

The kings soon gathered in the middle and gave a speech.

"Our enemy is the Tyrant King who entered the third door! The Tyrant King has already received two jewels from this dungeon and cowardly raided innocent kings. Some of the people present would've lost a king to him."

That's why this waiting room was a field of corpses.

Perhaps the Tyrant King killed two kings and took away their star jewels. It meant he would soon gather all seven star jewels…

"The new Seoul shouldn't be handed over to such a person. If he gets the Four Yin Demonic Beheading Sword and then takes the Absolute Throne, there will be endless grief and tragedy in Seoul!"

"Thus, the people have to fight! Get up right now! The kings here are all wise. The future will be fine no matter which of us becomes the absolute king. We have to at least stop the worst king!"

"This will be a struggle for a righteous way of living! Take care! You will be great fighters taking your first step into a new history!"

The speech didn't have much substance but people became excited. Some people cheered, some sympathized while others were touched to tears. It was like they were real revolutionaries fighting for justice.

I looked at the scene alone. 

Just one month ago, the people here had voted for a president. They did their duty and agreed to have private property through legitimate economic activities. All of a sudden, it felt like a dream.

In just one month, Seoul had returned to the kingdom days.

"Depart!"

Hundreds of people entered through the third door. Cha Sangkyung's group was at the back and we moved in line with them.

Our vision wavered before a giant tunnel appeared. It was a huge tunnel where the size couldn't be easily measured.

Han Sooyoung walked beside me and opened his mouth. "This is so exciting. I feel like I'm in a martial arts novel."

"A martial arts novel?"

Han Sooyoung nodded with a meaningful smile. "Why, don't you think it is like a martial arts novel? It is like a treasure map. The legendary sword is sleeping in the stone chamber and whoever obtains the sword shall be the best person in the world!"

Han Sooyoung spoke accompanied by gestures seemed quite plausible. It wouldn't be unbelievable if he was an actor.

"It is a common cliche in a martial arts novel, the treasure sword."

"Oh, Dokja-ssi, do you read martial arts novels as well?"

It couldn't be missed when talking about genre fiction.

"I read quite a bit. By the way, there is a common development in these cliche novels."

"Common development? What is it?"

"It turns out that the treasure map is a fake! This type of development."

Han Sooyoung's eyes shook. "This is interesting. What happens next?"

"It is an obvious story. The 'shadow' laughs quietly and kills the people gathered because of the fake treasure."

"Hoh… is that the current situation? Could someone be a shadow?"

I nodded and stated, "It is a possibility although I don't like such obvious cliches."

"Um? What does that mean?"

"To be honest, there are too many cliches like the treasure sword.

"Hmm… there are too many stories, making it bad?"

"For writers, I think it is a story that lacks distress."

Han Sooyoung's expression slightly hardened. "Then what would Dokja-ssi do if you were the writer? What if you had to write about the treasure sword?"

"I'm not sure. I am a 'reader' as my name suggests."

"I think that a reader would do the same. Writing familiar cliches will give satisfaction to the readers."

Yes, I thought he would say something like this. I smiled and asked, "Who said this? You are speaking as a writer. I'm not saying that cliches are bad. At the very least, a plagiarist shouldn't use it."

"Pla…giarist?"

"Yes, a plagiarist."

It was funny to see Han Sooyoung's face change colours.

"Well, every story is similar. It is the details that are a bit different… Can it really be called plagiarism? Perhaps if Dokja-ssi is the writer―"

"Nope, I would do it differently."

Han Sooyoung's eyebrows twitched. "…You would write it differently? How?"

"For example, like this."

I raised Unbroken Faith and cut his neck. No blood was visible as his head fell down.

I added, "Why are you hiding when it will be revealed anyway?"

Then Han Sooyoung's head spoke from where it was lying on the ground. "How interesting. Kim Dokja."

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The meanest person to you could sometimes be the one who loved you the most...
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Arya Tan made a reckless decision because of a desperate situation. She had to disappear from his sight to save her loved ones. In return, she vowed to repay the debt she owed him if they were to meet again.

Ryu Ken gave his heart to only one woman.
But that woman left, broke his heart and hurt him. So, he vowed to find her, despite how long it would take. He would give her the punishment she deserved.

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Excerpt:

"Leaving already? You seem to be in such a rush to talk to me. Why don't you spill it out now?"

Stunned, Arya wondered if she was hallucinating. The voice was very familiar. Her mind was spinning; she thought he sounded like Ryu. Then it occurred to her that the anger she was feeling might just clouding her judgment.

She abruptly shook her head and declared, "It's okay, I can wait outside. Dress first and let's talk after that. Call the reception once you are ready."

She heard the man chuckle as if amused, a familiar sound that made her turned around. She gasped when she almost bumped into a man's wet chest.

"Um sorry, you sound familiar." She said slightly, bowing her head to hide her flushed face.

She felt the man's arm encircled her waist while she was abruptly pulled towards him.

He then leaned forward and scornfully whispered into her ear, "Aren't you here to negotiate? I was hoping you had a better offer."

Arya frowned and abruptly pushed the man, attempting to get away from him. Instead, she was pushed back until she could feel her back pinned against the wall.

She tilted her head to look up at the rude man and was left with open-mouthed looking at a familiar face.

She was shocked but mumbled, "Ryu?"

Ryu smirked and stared at Arya's slightly opened lips and said, "Did you miss me? How about this?"

Before Arya can utter another word, Ryu captured her lips abruptly and kissed her roughly.

Arya felt the familiar lips that were deeply probing hers. It was the familiar conquering lips that, for six months, she had missed terribly.

The kiss that made her legs weak. They trembled slightly. Butterflies fluttered from her throat down to her stomach, sending a shiver through her core.

This was the kiss she had been longing for her entire life.

[Warning: novel is r-18]
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So apparently you might have already read mangas and manwhas or watched some anime with the most common cliches such as  the mc being overpowered and looks cool while having a harem of cute girls. This type of content has already been overused so much that it already wasted its potential of having a great story that doesnt have to rely on these tropes.

     In this novel, hence being my first one, will be one of those horribly written storyline, dialogue, and characters with no amount of effort being put into the series and an already used genre such as the video game element which further proves the point that the author only writes this story purely for entertainment. 

     Please do not enjoy this or you will have a migrain for trying to understand anything in this mess of a novel.

There are a lot of people who have the common misconception that story is no good if it uses existing tropes and generic plots genre savvy readers are so used to seeing by now.

If people were to be more self-aware, then they would figure out that most popular works are basically re-skinned versions of our favourite overall narratives. Whether it is a quest to save the world or a more personal story, cliches are bound to happen.

However, there is a difference between good cliches and bad ones. The bad ones tend to be an observation of something that is 'tsundere' and then thinking it's totally reasonable to make a character of this character archetype without considering how it fits in with your story. The 'cute girl warming up to you, the main character' is fantasy all otakus fall into once in a while and is something they'd like to read in their fiction. What they don't want is cardboard box with no humanity that turns them this way.

The 'over tv trope analysis' effect happens when you know about a trope but don't seem to understand that it can't be easily added to a story just because you know it exists. Take the Toradora anime as an example: The heroine of the series isn't violent and abrasive because 'that is her archetype', but because there are multiple facets to her life which ended up shaping her to fit that archetype.

Although tropes themselves are like gears in a story that keep the plot moving, the only way to truly write a good story is through 'translating' them to fit the setting and theme of the story your writing.

If you can't add a trope in a way that influences your reader's feelings in one way or another, then it's better not to add it in the first place. After all, no one wants to read an abbreviation of a trope no matter how many creative gimmicks you add on top of it.

Think of Isekai as an example. Though it's become a trend in the community to send people to another world just to replicate how other authors create a sense of immersion for their readers using it. There is a massive difference between the likes of 'In Another World With My Smartphone' and 'Re:Zero In Another World'. The former only using the barebones skeleton of the trope while the latter completely taking advantage of everything the trope entails through adding an element of realism to the story.

The whole reason Natsuki Subaru is well remembered isn't because he's the perfect protagonist but because the writer of the story fully utilised everything about the trope instead of using it just for superficial immersion from a 'normal human from Earth' being transported into a fantasy world.

There is a feeling of 'perfection' added into the story not because it is the perfect story, but because the tropes it added were 'perfectly utilised' to tell the story the Author wanted to tell. Some could say a story isn't fully immersive due to lack of specific explanations and whatnot. However, they miss the point and end up not realising that a good story is one that influences the reader in specific way rather than trying to eat more than it can chew.

Take Steins/Gate as an example: If you were to ask the question of why a satellite that crashed into a building not investigated by the authorities as soon as it happened, then the rest of this thrilling time-travel story falls apart. Contrarily, by focusing more on characters instead, it was able to make the people watching the Anime ignore this plot hole to the point everyone considers it a masterpiece (unlike its dumpster fire of a sequel that was badly written).

Intrigue could be the result of contrived situations such as very specific 'coincidences' happening just for the sake of moving the plot. This may sound bad to do on paper, but it actually helps a lot in making a story more immersive if foreshadowing is done correctly. Other than that, you could say that any story has a certain level of contrivances in it if you looked at it deep enough... My point from saying all this is that contrivances are fine if it is character driven. As long as you know what you are trying to write and have the guts to make artistic choices with how much information you'd keep back or tell the readers, then you'll do great as a writer.

I brought this up many times, but I myself once write an Isekai and purposefully left out the main character's name, looks, and even where on Earth he lived before reincarnating into another world. It was an artistic choice no one understood at first but as they read more of it, the fact that I chose to put emphasis on the most defining traits of his past life while only adding how it changed his decision making skills in his second life did wonders later on.

Let this be a lesson to you all. Even 'Art' can't be about everything. The tools and colours you use is what will define it once your done. No story is liked by all audiences, but that doesn't mean your own story won't be liked if you don't follow 'trends'.

In fact, it's the opposite. The more you try to appeal to everyone, the more generic your story will become. It's best to know what your trying to write, have faith, and only edit once many chapters are done since it is impossible to see if your story is good or not unless you write ten chapters or more.

Well, that's all I got. My point is stop having anxiety attacks and write with a vision in mind before trying to adapt to your audience. Be flexible, but not cowardly, as you NEED to have you own opinions.

Have a nice time writing~! 😀

(Cover by Darkstar Dust)

This is a story I worked on ages ago that has been refined and edited by adding foreshadowing to events while also simplifying the power system better than before. This story can be considered a prequel to An Adventure Beyond Greatness as it takes place years prior to the events of that story.

Short Synopsis:
After retiring from the battlefield, my life became empty and lifeless. The regrets of my past haunt me in my sleep. Then a change occurred, a King from another world summoned me to fight for his kingdom, but I died even before I could give him my answer. Now, after a fake God allowed me to reincarnate (albeit imperfectly) with my memories intact, into a world filled with magic and swords.

Long Synopsis:
This is about a flawed protagonist who only knew to rely on others and not socialise who gets a second chance to change himself in order to live the life he aimed for in his past life. The narrator isn’t exactly trustworthy since it is purely in his bias perspective while other perspectives given by others fill in the blanks that he either leaves out or twists to suit the situation.

The story itself can be considered a parody of Isekai’s classic tropes which are given a sense of reality as time goes by. As there exists no ‘Demon Lord’, there is also no black and white, only characters opinions and counter-opinions throughout the story.

Well first of all he cultivates
second of all he does stuff 
and thats "cultivation and stuff

This is a place that looks like ancient ruins of some sort.

The vague, dream-like feeling that had been present the entire time is now gone. In its place is a slightly chilly air that quickly wakes me up.

The ceiling is high, and the entire surroundings is illuminated by magic light.

"So this is the center."

Violet-san does a quick spin to take in the entire space.

"So what is it that we should destroy?"

I don't see anything that looks like a magic core. The only thing here is a huge door standing a distance away.

"Beyond the door, most likely."

Violet-san walks on the stone paving, approaching the door.

"Makes sense."

I follow after her.

The door is ridiculously enormous. Its width is enough for 100 people to walk abreast. Well alright, maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration.

Point is, it's a really big door.

That ancient-looking door is covered here and there with black stains that is clearly blood, underneath which are innumerable ancient letters packed tightly together. Wound around the entire door are swathes of chains thicker than the average human waist that are keeping it tightly shut.

"Would we be able to go in if we get these chains off?"

"Probably."

I grab one of the chain links and pull.

It doesn't even budge.

"Yep, not happening."

No matter how many tournaments for people who can't use magic I may win, something this thick is just physically impossible for me.

If I try to cut it with my sword, it'll definitely be my sword that breaks.

"You know, this thing most probably has a key."

"I see, good point."

We spot it in one second.

Right beside the door is a dais with a really fancy-looking sword stabbed into it.

"Whichever way anyone looks at it, this is it for sure."

"Whichever way whoever looks at it, this is it for sure."

The side of the sword dais is, again, packed tightly with ancient letters.

"It seems that this sword can cut through those chains."

So says Violet-san as she reads the ancient lettering.

But I've already understood it. A sword in a dais. This pattern...

"But this sword can't be drawn, right?"

"Eh...?"

"I can tell with a single glance..."

So saying, I place a hand on the sword hilt and give it a tug, but as expected it does not budge.

"As I had thought... here, too..."

So I mutter profoundly.

"This sword can only be drawn by the chosen..."

"What...!?"

Violet-san hurriedly traces the ancient lettering on the dais with her fingers.

And so, I let go of the sword.

"The sword... is rejecting me..."

So I say on the spur of the moment, but the sword's not actually rejecting me.

But the sword stuck in the dais being draw-able only by the chosen hero is mere common sense, a cliche used well and well again.

"The Holy Sword can only be drawn by direct descendants of the heroes... that's indeed what it says here. I'm surprised you managed to read and decode this magic text in one look."

"Hmph... everything exists as cliches..."

"So you're familiar enough with magic letter secret codes to recognize the various patterns as cliches... so that's how you knew."

"Something like that."

I nod with satisfaction.

A sword stuck in a dais, and a seal on a door that can only be undone with said sword. It's indeed extremely cliche, but actually I love contrivances like this.

Isn't it great? Really feels like a fantasy world.

"How troublesome..."

Violet-san sits on the dais and sighs.

"Any other way?"

I sit down next to Violet-san.

"None recorded on here, at least."

"I see."

I think for a while in the silence. Probably we're both thinking about the other.

So I speak up first.

"You want to disappear?"

"Disappear?"

"Didn't you say that if the core is destroyed, you'd disappear?"

"Hmm, how should I put it. Rather than 'disappear,' it'd be more accurate to say that I'd be 'freed,' I suppose."

Violet-san looks at me and smiles.

"What's the difference?"

"Here is a jail where memories are repeated again and again without end, for eternity. It's a bit hard to bear for me, you see..."

So she murmurs in a voice that sounds like it might vanish at any moment.

"I see. Then let's wait a while."

"Wait...?"

"If we wait a while, we might be able to do something about the door. But before that... we have guests."

Before the door appears a glowing rift in space.

The rift gradually grows to a certain size, then a bald ossan and a beautiful elf girl comes out from there.

"Nn...?"

"What's the matter?"

"Not much, just that that elf-san's face looks really similar to a friend of mine."

But they're different people. Their bone structure is different. So is their gait and manner too.

"Hou... to have brought Aurora all the way here."

So says the bald ossan while looking at Violet-san.

"You know him?"

"I don't remember having seen him before. But my memory is incomplete, so maybe I've met him before?"

The two of us are whispering to each other.

"But what a pity. The door cannot be opened by the likes of you."

The bald ossan is smirking.

"You're quite an unlucky one, aren't you, lad?"

"Eh, you're talking about me?"

I point to myself.

"I don't know where or how you've wandered into here, but because you were deceived by the witch's honeyed words, you will now have to die. Cut to pieces by this Olivie here, to be specific."

Under Bald Ossan's instruction, the elf-san steps forward.

Bald Ossan is not much, but this beauty is strong.

"You can't, she is..."

"I know, she's strong."

"Let's run!"

"Why?"

We're whispering again.

"If you must hate someone, hate that witch next to you, not me. And also your foolish self! Kill him, Olivie!"

Olivie-san readies a sword that looks exactly like the Holy Sword.

I draw my cheap Academy-issued sword. Her glass bead-like eyes are looking solely at me.

I can feel a smile spreading on my face.

"Wait, you can't fight her!"

Why?

Violet-san's voice emanates from behind me.

Just like how everyone adored heroes in their childhood, a certain young man adored those powers hidden in shadows. After hiding his strength and living the mediocre life of a mob character by day while undergoing frenzied training by night, he finally reincarnates into a different world and gains ultimate power. The young man who is only playing at being a power in the shadows, his misunderstanding subordinates, and a giant organization in the shadows that gets trampled…. This is the story of a young boy who had adored powers in shadows possibly eventually reigning over the world of shadows in another world.

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