Emica Kana is 18 years old. She has always loved writing stories., They were her escape from reality. She always wished that a man would come and save her like they always do in the stories.
Well, she got her wish.
Emica entered a small writing school that was near a river. Her friend had joined her. But, the teacher had an odd vibe around him. Emica became a little scared of him. She especially became scared when the teacher started to pay more attention to her. One day, when she runs from him, she falls into a world of adventure, risk, and abnormalities. 
But, her teacher is what scares her more than this new world. What secrets and schemes did he use to get her here?

365 days, 365 scenes.
Battles among supreme beings.
Poems about losing love.
Dragons showing mercy.
Kids stumbling upon magic.

This journey involves my answering of 365 creative writing prompts in a desperate bid to overcome my laziness.
The prompts come from https://thinkwritten.com/365-creative-writing-prompts/ and I write one a day.

THE SITUATION RIGHT NOW: I've gotten over the majority of my laziness. I'm unlikely to update this much. It's pretty much complete. The novel I'm working on is Dark Seas Leading Demise

After Flora logged into the workshop, she dumped the books in a corner and set up the page-turner.
Taking a sip from the Potions Guzzler, she returned to the still running simulation grounds. 
In the morning, she had forgotten to check on the Blade-Rollers. The poor robots were both in bad shape. One showed severe damage through overheating, the other had four ruptured appendages, and both of their sawblades were blunt.
"Mine is the broken one, Milady. I pushed the movement and rammed a few trees. Aitoshuri did several long term tests. I'll transmit her data to you."
A row of stats appeared on Flora's HUD. Running continuously, the sawblades worked up to two minutes on their highest setting before overheating and half an hour in their lowest setting. Not bad, not bad at all. 
"Outstanding job."

Flora returned to her workbench to work on the octopus. Now she had a pretty good picture of the joints and the motors for them. 
She decided to equip two of the tentacles with tools as tips. With a heavy heart, she sacrificed one of her two Doom-Moon multitools and a knife/bender/gripper hybrid for the other arm. 
The octopus should not only help her with crafting but also with fighting. Laser eyes were an absolute classic. She browsed the doom moon laser-turret manuals and the marketplace for ideas and appropriate parts.
Now, she had included all the functions she wanted. 
Next came the fun parts. 
Rationality told Flora to armor the octopus, but thinking about Aitoshuri's needs and real-life octopuses, she had a better idea: Display fabrics!
These fabrics could change their colors to such a degree, that they were used as TV-Screens. The military used them for camouflage and the fashion industry for special effects.
Her drawn picture with notes finished, she started to build the robot.
Mainly, she used the tier-1 materials from Doom Moon. Unfortunately, she couldn't create a whole laser system with them, so she had to substitute with tier-0 materials, that was also the case for the casing with the display-fabric.
With more efficient motors, she solved the worst of her energy problems, but her plans for skin and the laser eyes had thrown her back. She splurged on a high-efficiency mana battery that Aitoshuri could hoard mana while not working and use it for high-load phases.
The octopussy quickly took shape: Eight limbs equally spaced around a roundish head. For the eyes, Flora found some cute heart-shaped laser crystals and immediately bought them.
Comparing her creation to a picture of an actual octopus, she decided to stay more on the cartoonish side of design and forwent the beak and the mouth opening at the bottom. The ability to spew poisonous ink would be awesome, but she had enough on her plate for the first version - maybe in the future.
An easy solution would be using toxic materials for the tentacles. Aitoshuri could hug her opponents to death!
Flora experimented with fusing the toxic waste and the hull material of the Doom Moon and came up with suitable material. It wasn't as strong as the pure material, but she liked the toxic effect.
Suddenly she got another idea. What if she could integrate a kind of inventory space, so Aitoshuri could pick up and store things directly? Flora had disliked stooping down in the sewers and collecting dead creatures like the kingators. 
After a quick research, she found a solution. Unfortunately, robots couldn't have a separate inventory. You either could include ordinary bags, or you could give them an access slot to your own inventory. When Flora thought about it for a bit, she realized that the latter had advantages as well. Flora included the inventory-access under the head.
'We'll see how it works out.'
Finally, she finished the design.
Name: Octopussy-Helper-Bot
Type: Robot
Description: Camouflage capable, crafting-robot with laser eyes.
Regular Mode: 7 OV mana regeneration.
Built-In Feature: Laser. 2 sec CD.
Built-In Feature: Vicious Cut. 2 sec CD.
Built-In Feature: Multitool: Change tools. 2 sec CD.
Built-In Feature: Can use Built-In Skills itself from mana-battery.
Built-In Skill: Camouflage. 2 mana + 1 mana/minute.
Built-In Skill: Rapid Fire. 5 mana. 2 shots per second for 5 seconds.
Capacity: 146 mana.
HP: 45.
Rating: S.
Flora burned to print the robot!  But she refrained from it because it would be a great project to inaugurate her very own printer. 

The next idea came to Flora when she thought about what to do subsequently. Flora whistled. She was on a creative streak! 
In the martial arts classes, the other students had their pets on the walls of the room. She could use the page-turner and let Aitoshuri read.
Envisioning the mountain of books and the page-turner amidst wolves and tigers, she decided to build a library container. She could hide all the bad romance in it, and nobody would see the books! That alone was reason enough!
Another 3x3x3m Container took form. This time, Flora inserted shelves and the page-turner and gave it four extendable legs to save space in the classroom. She connected the page-turner and the container, no need to waste mana and nocks on two devices when one could do the job.
On the outer casing, she air-brushed a shelf with old books and the inside brown and orange grained. She added a light and a long grappler that the AIs could fetch their books themselves from the shelves.
Name: Library-Container
Type: Container
Regular mode: 4 mana regen.
Built-In Feature: Scan Books.
Built-In Feature: Change Height.
Rating: A.
When Flora saw the rating, she reworked the legs. Before, she had rushed that parts of the design too much. After increasing the stability and creating a feature, that it could stay at 0,5m, 1m, 1,5,m and 2m without using energy, she refreshed the description.
Name: Library-Container
Type: Container
Regular mode: 3 mana regen.
Built-In Feature: Scan Books.
Built-In Feature: Change Height.
Effect: +1 Training efficiency modifier for reading
Rating: S.
'Better!'

Flora beamed to the Riverstones HQ to print it. 
While waiting for the printer to complete its job, Svetlana entered the building.
"Hello, Auntie Flora!" Svetlana greeted her. "Thank you for the funding. We used it to upgrade the printer, among other things."
"No problem, dear. Everything that is mine is Robby's anyway." Flora looked at the printer and felt a pang of conscience. "In a few hours, I'll get my own printer. Of course, I want to update it as well. Should I update yours to 'S' first?"
Svetlana coughed. "The update to S is very hard. Don't underestimate it! And to be honest, we have no funds for it at the moment. Of course, we aspire to have an S-rated printer long-term, so your help will be appreciated."
"Sure, and meanwhile, you can use my printer if you want that extra quality. I'm moving to a new lair, and the printer will be in a separate hall from my living quarters, so you can visit anytime without intruding."
"I never heard from someone who upgraded their printer alone. You can hire other crafters to register their blueprints on your printer. The price for an S-rated blueprint is 1000 VirDos."
Now, it was Flora's time to splutter.  "Just for registering? Not the blueprint itself?"
"Right. You didn't know?" Svetlana scratched her head. "Well, we wouldn't pay you money, but you would get lots of contributions points. I already sent you some for the upgrade to A. 
*Bleep*! I forgot to send you the voucher for hiring squats! I'm sorry Auntie, the last week was at the same time hellish with the new employees and heavenly because of all the excitement about my rising synchronization!
I'm now at 69% and hit a ceiling. Do you have any advice?"
"Have you tried using different bodyparts?"
Svetlana stared at her frowning. "What do you mean by body parts?"
The printing of the Library-Container finished. 
Flora signaled Lana to wait a moment while she logged into the workshop and looked through her cloud-drive. 
'Where is the Stehaufmaennchen?'
After she recovered the file, she ordered the printing.
She joined Lana and watched the candy cane alike structure being built.
"I designed this tumbler for training my sync. When you hit it, it will bounce back." Flora pointed at the colorful stripes. "You can aim at the blue band with knee, yellow with your elbow. On the top are some smaller dots to hit with your finger. Try it first when it is standing still after that when it is swaying. Don't forget to train to aim with your butt and bosom, as well. You never know when you need fine control in these areas!" 
"That's handy! I saw the tumbler at the forum a view hours ago!
It's a new item in the Cetviwos-Shop. Guess they directly used the rights they bought from you."
"Oh, well. I don't expect much sales from such a simple gizmo." She looked at it. "I could add a feature that gives you challenges, lighting up some of the rings and a body part, and you get points for hitting it correctly. And you wouldn't have to announce the moves to the System." Flora grinned. Yes, she was on a creative fire! "Would you be interested in such a device, or is it too much pressure?"
"My old job consisted of disarming bombs. I'll be damned if a *bleep*ing tumbler pressured me!"
"Give me 10 minutes!" 
Flora logged back into the workshop and took a sip from a mana potion.
'Cables, L.E.D.s, sensors, a display, a mana-plate, and a control box, and we are ready to go!'
First, she put an L.E.D behind every stripe and dot of the tumbler.  Then she sculpted a human doll that looked a bit like Svetlana, marked the body-parts, put lights behind them, and put it at the top of the pole. 
At the base, she installed the display and a big 'Start'-Button.
Then she wired everything to the box. 
Flora realized that it was the first time she had to program a control box. Until now, she had cheated with using the AIs to control the devices.
Thankfully, the programming was more like putting phrases together than actually writing the code: 
Define zone_x: Where the color of the pole is the same in the region of L.E.D_x.
Define bodypart_y: To the lit doll body part corresponding body part of the player.
At Button press:
Light up one random L.E.D_x of group tumbler-lights. 
Light up one random L.E.D_y of group doll-lights.
Wait 5 seconds or until Hit in L.E.D zone_y with bodypart_y.
When Hit: Counter +1.
Show counter.
Repeat 10 times.
When Flora checked the time, she realized that she had only needed 6 minutes. So she added a menu-button and up and down arrows for adjusting the time for the hit and the number of rounds.
Flora rechecked everything, shrugged, and ordered to print it two times.
It was a bit rough, but that was normal for a prototype for proof of concept.
Name: Stehaufmaennchen Game for Synchronisation Training (Prototyp)
Type: Game
Rating: B (F) 
Notice: Rating gets adjusted by player feedback.

Back in the bamboo hut, Flora found Lana training with the original tumbler and explained to her the game.
When the devices finished printing, they occupied different corners of the hut and started playing.
In the first round, Flora got an easy move: The head of the doll lit up and a stripe near the top. She headbutted the tumbler for her first point.
The next round left her slack-jawed: Left knee to the stripe directly beneath the doll. That was at the height of 1,70m!
Flora to Aidan: "Remind me to make two areas that we can match only the upper body limbs to the high zones of the pole. Maybe implement two game variants, one for gymnasts and one for normal people."
<Power-Jump>!
While Flora hit the pole, she missed the right zone by a hairbreadth. Admittingly a very corse hair, more a dreadlock than natural hair.
The next few rounds went uneventful. Only when the pole wanted from Flora to hit one of the small dots with her elbow, she took another note.
Flora to Aidan: "More mid-sized zones would be helpful as well. Maybe we quarter one of the cylindric stripes at hip-height in rectangles."
After Flora completed the game with a score of 9, she watched Lana finishing her round. Her counter showed 12, but Flora didn't know how many times she had failed. She added it to the improvement list.
Lana's movement looked fluent, and she aggressively attacked the tumbler.  The weird jerkiness was gone, but a bit of skittishness remained.
"So, what do you think? Any suggestions?"
"I *bleep*ing adore it and don't want to stop! But two issues caught my eyes: A finger lit up, and it took me a while to identify which finger because the light spread. The other thing is, I haven't even played five minutes and a quarter of its durability is already gone. My strength isn't that high. If someone with a lot of physical power plays this game, the tumbler will be kaput in no time."
"Good points! The solution for the first one is easy, but I don't know about the second one. Maybe higher-tiered materials?"
"You could try to get it approved as a training-dummy. I know that the requirements are ridiculous because people had exploited it for combat, but you can try."
"Oh, tell me how! I love exploitation!"
"First they made training dummies robots with infinite HP and took them questing as tanks. That got fixed quickly. Then a too clever by a half guild constructed the wall of their compound out of mage dummies. The wall was not only indestructible, but it actually shot spells at the attackers."
Flora laughed. "Great! I want that! Any more feedback?"
"Some of the combinations were a bit challenging, but I liked it. The journey is the reward, right? And without pushing the limits, there is no progress."
"Exactly, but I will implement an easy mode for the beginners. Thank you for testing! I'll send you the finished product as a reward."
Flora to Aidan: "I hope you took notes, she did some excellent testing."
"Oh, yes, no probs! Thanks!" Lana fidgeted. "The topic is hot ATM. I would hurry up the publication. And ... I might stay here for a while, you know." 
Flora smiled and nodded. But first, she went in the corner of the hut and filled up the library container. Although Lana was occupied with the game, Flora still shielded the books from her eyes.
'I'm so childish! I'm sure Lana reads tons of shitty romance novels! And since when do I care what other people think of me?'
The admonishment didn't help. Flora tucked the books away on the last shelf. Not that you could hide 124 books in an otherwise mostly empty library, but she tried.
Flora to Aitoshuri: "Enjoy!"
A fanfare of trumpets sounded, which made Flora smile. She recognized the piece: it was from Bach's 'Jauchzet Frohlocket!' (Shout for joy, exult!).
Back in the workshop, Flora enlargened the hands of the doll. Then she inserted an opaque material on the inside and black contours outside between all the zones. That would help color blind people to distinguish the zones better. 
Methodically, Flora worked through her list until only the dummy issue was left. 
That proved to be simpler than Lana depicted it. Flora just had to draw a rune on the base. The rune made the tumbler indestructible while training, but vulnerable while in combat. 
Flora was intrigued by the concept of runes and immediately bought the book '1000 common Runes and Glyphs'.
Name: Stehaufmaennchen Game for Synchronisation Training
Type: Game/ Training-Dummy
Rating: A (F)
Notice: Rating gets adjusted by player feedback.
After printing one for Lana and herself, she published the design and wrote CentralTank a letter. She offered them to feel free to sell it in their shop as well, for a cut, of course.

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

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

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A fiber of connection from miles away...



Our places on this earth are divided by oceans setting us apart from one continent to another. Several countries speaking several languages to understand each other. People with several cultures and beliefs. Different personalities and opinions.

In this chaotic world, we live in called real life we search for a place to escape from that reality. To be accepted as who or what we are. We have found that in the music we sing. In the books, we read. In the movies we watch. In the places, we travel and visit. Everywhere in which we get inspiration to face reality head-on.

We write stories or poems to inspire others, reading the words we weave from our own world. For some of us, it is simply an escape from reality into a world in which we can use our imaginations to dream make-believe or to live our secret fantasies or just plain be creative.

Getting on the web gives us more ways to share and get connected to other people with the same kind of thinking from across the ocean. Some of the people we meet along the way give us reasons to smile again. It's where we become friends, get to know them well, and get so close that we even trust them enough to share our own greatest fears.

I was a living a kind of living death when I found solace here on Stories Space. A place to write, camouflaging my hatred and sadness from myself when I was reading all the poetry and fictional fantasies created by the writers. I found another escape from reality and indulged in reading.

My feelings from my own troubles in life had made me feel so empty that only through laughter and reading could I be free and somewhat whole again.

I made my own heaven in purgatory.

A friend told me to write down all of my pains and troubles in poems or stories. Another friend of mine told me to be fierce in my poetry writing. I found friends who helped me give my own life a reason to continue living again through writing.

Writing makes me calm every time my mind gets into a panic mode. The pains and the fears of the unknown are my muses for writing.

When I met someone who understood me and made me feel needed and loved my poetry changed its tune. It made me think of happy thoughts. I got inspired by the things I saw and the happy memories of my childhood that I could write about.

Painful memories and realities were always there and so I wrote about them from time to time.

When that someone left me I continued writing. The same inner muse I had gained I used to keep on writing.

Then, out of nowhere, I got to know you. I became happy again. This time I got even more inspired and more creative, experimenting with my writings.

I set aside my shyness and reservations to write creatively. I still can't overcome some of my shyness and reservation but I am blooming, inspired by you.

You became my muse.

The man in the moon. The stars in my darkest hours. When at night I can't sleep thinking of you calms me to sleep.

The sunshine after the heavy storm. Where all the dead trees come to life again. That keeps me warm when everything gets chilly.

My own little heaven in my real life purgatory.

Writing...

Rune's Prose & Poetries

LUCID DREAMS

my wandering crazy mind is just doodling in the sands...

it's just me ...this is a collection of my amateurish writings of poetry, short stories, and prose...

These are all short stories compilation a different story per chapter.

WARNING: Adult contents, please be advised that you're reading EROTICA


ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
RuneMcGrey
Copyright©2014-present

All writings remains MEG Cabingan a.k.a. RuNe also known as runemcgrey's property.
Don't use it for any other purposes without her permission.

"This is very respectable." Feng Rui was unable to understand and reiterated. "Think about it, when you go out on a mission, people use knives and draw swords, and they are still in the era of cold steel weapons. When you show your weapon, tada~ A laser sword, it looks extremely respectable."
Respectable your head.
Li Xianyu still shook his head. To tell the truth was really cool, but this item was not suitable to use in public. Others used steel weapons and there's you using Star Wars-esque weapons, it feels really flashy.
It wouldn't have been good if he were to be seen by ordinary people. Finally, his cultivation in practicing qi was so common that he didn't feel confident enough to fight a drawn-out battle. With that little amount of zhenqi, he could only summon a 5-cm blade, while others could summon a half-meter-long blade… Although this is the standard size for men.
Feng Rui wanted to continue persuading but Lightning King shook his head.
"Well, we have a lot of devices and weapons here. I'll pick a more respectable one for you." Feng Rui hung the sword handle back on the wall and picked out a magic device similar to an armguard. The alloy shell was engraved with seal runes and there were nine small holes on the armguard.
Feng Rui put on the armguard, and it covered his whole forearm. "This item is very powerful. It is an integration of both technology and Taoist practices. See the runes on it? It can summon thunder talismans and call down the nine thunderbolts from the heavens. With zhenqi to stimulate, it can trigger nine heavenly thunderbolts, and the destructive power is very amazing. In addition, there is a built-in high-voltage current that can emit 100,000 volts. It can be used for both attack or melee."
Feng Rui lifted up his left arm, the back of his right arm was cushioned on his left elbow, and he made beeping sounds with his mouth.
His action brought Li Xianyu back to his childhood. "Ultraman?!"
"You could tell?" Feng Rui had an expression of respect. "Yes, it is imitating Ultraman's dynamic light wave. It won last year's creative award of the year. It's a great item."
Li Xianyu was speechless.
All of a sudden, I'm not interested in exclusive devices.
Lightning King asked quietly, "Is there anything else? Defensive items?"
Disappointed, Feng Rui put down his armguard, and picked out items for a long time. Finally, he pushed over a scale used for hiding at the corner of the table.
The scale was turquoise and black, and the size of two palms. The inner side of the scale was painted with a golden symbol that looked like this: 卍.
"What is this?" Li Xianyu finally saw a weapon with the aesthetic of immortal-cultivation.
Feng Rui explained, "This is the inverse scale peeled off from a mythical flood dragon. During the founding of the country, two gargantuan flood dragons emerged from the deep mountains of the Yungui area. They devoured livestock, people, and wreaked havoc in the area. They were expelled by the local demon descendants. Later, after fleeing into the Yangtze River, they laid dormant for several years. But they began to make waves and capsized ships that passed by. In those years, reports of a water monster in the Yangtze River could be heard everywhere. Once, when Buddhist Head travelled out to spread the Taoist ways, on the way to the temple, he came across that area by boat. He encountered the two massive flood dragons wrecking havoc, so he stepped in to suppress them and removed their inverse scales."
"The two inverse scales were brought back to the temple by Buddha Head, edified by incense and fire, and nourished with a Buddhist spiritual aura for tens of years, which was turned into a Dharma instrument. When Baoze Group took over the responsibilities of the Buddhist Society, Buddha Head made them into Buddha's warrior attendants and gave them to Baoze. Wearing them was akin to having a warrior attendant as your protector. You would be invincible, and invulnerable to water and fire, and knives and spears."
"Where's the other piece?"
"I remember it was exchanged by Thunderbolt Battle Lady last year." Feng Rui looked at Lightning King, who nodded.
"Then I'll take it," Li Xianyu immediately said.
It was interesting to think that he had a couple instrument with Battle Lady.
Lightning King said, "That's it then. Three hundred points, Feng Rui. You can exchange those two sets of instruments for him."
"Huh?" Feng Rui looked suspicious. "Lightning King, are you serious, three exclusive instruments, that will cost 600 points."
"Come on, just those two useless devices, you can place them here for ten years and no one would want them." Lightning King remarked exasperatedly, "Besides, the young man here is not old and is cunning. I told you to bring some good items, and you give me some useless goods to deceive newbies."
"It's not deceit. It's really cool. We're all respectable people. What kind of deceit are you talking about?" Feng Rui muttered.
"Because it's so respectable, no one wants it. Last year your equipment department had to engage in some creative competition and put together a bunch of strange inventions? As a result, your equipment department just had loads of fun, but the law enforcement colleagues don't even want to have a look at it. If you can't exchange it out this year, I'll apply for withholding the funds from your equipment department."
"Okay, fine. Alright. Three hundred fifty points, you take it." Feng Rui had an expression of constipation.
"Three hundred points, nothing more."
"Three hundred twenty points."
"Deal."
Li Xianyu wanted to say he didn't want it, but Lightning King stopped him with a look.
"By the way, give me another wallet."
"You want to buy one get three free, that's too much."
"A standard wallet device, for this boy, I'll write you a form later, we'll go through the formal process."
"No, this batch of wallets are made from man-made leather and are not respectable. Wait for a while, I'll give you a real leather wallet." Feng Rui said, "Everyone is a respectable person."
Li Xianyu blurted out, "Is that Li Shizhen's skin?"
Fengrui replied, "No no no, we don't use human skin. Animal skin is enough."
Lightning King said, "Then use it first, and then change it when you have real leather."
He knew that Feng Rui attached great importance to the word 'respectable', so he didn't bother to care with him and tried to follow his wishes.
Feng Rui went out to pick up the wallet, and Lightning King said, "Although these two things are flashy, but the lethality is real. One more magic weapon is equivalent to one more means. You know about your own situation, that's all the company can give you."
Li Xianyu was very moved, Lightning King and Battle Lady were both very gentle people.
Lightning King arranged the three instruments neatly, took pictures, and posted moments in his social media feed. "The new employee of the company, lacks ability and has insufficient means, I paid out of my own pocket to exchange three pieces of magic devices. Protecting and loving younglings starts from me. I would never say the name of the new employee is Li Xianyu."
In this social media, he blocked all friends, but only one person could see it: the Unparalleled War Spirit.
On the day Li Xianyu was resurrected, he added Great-Grandma as a friend.
"Lightning King, about the points…"
"Think of it as a gift to you."
"Lightning King, you are too nice." Li Xianyu was very touched.
...
Lightning King was very busy so after helping Li Xianyu to settle the device, he immediately went back to the office to deal with affairs.
Li Xianyu felt hungry again, so he pressed the key on the top floor and was ready to go to the revolving restaurant for another meal. Self- recovery powers consume so many calories that he eats two or three more times a day than others, and that food is converted into energy and stored in his cells.
He fumbled for his wallet, a spatial magic device with ten cubic meters of storage space in it. Li Xianyu hasn't figured out what to put in. Tongtong's space skirt was full of snacks, and San Wu's one contained bricks. According to her, because bricks were cheap and cost-effective, so her space device was full of bricks. Li Xianyu once wondered why San Wu didn't use gatling guns. Gatling guns would be her enemies' nightmare with her precise strike power. Coupled with the speed at which Gatling guns fired with hundreds of bullets per second, that would be terrifying.
When he woke up, he knew that his superpowers also had limits, and there was no such fantasy.
At Gatling's guns rate of fire, San Wu would be exhausted in less than a few seconds.
When he stepped into the revolving restaurant, he suddenly heard a beautiful and moving sound of piano keys tinkling.
At the corner of the revolving restaurant, beside the window, there was a bright piano with a beautiful lady sitting beside the piano, back facing him. Her slender fingers tapped on the keystrokes, as the sun lit up her golden hair, the scene glimmering.
Her blue eyes reflected the morning light, like the blue sea sparkling. That was the beauty from America, Victoria.
He had to admit that some people were born with their own halo. This mesmerizing scene should appear in oil paintings, or beautiful 2D worlds. In the empty piano room, the curtains billowed. There was a piano by the window, and the sunlight shone on the girl's thin figure. Her blond hair billowed with the curtains.
Li Xianyu was deeply charmed by the scene.


When Li Xianyu was 20 years old, he received his father's inheritance, an 18-year-old great-grandmother who was incredibly beautiful. 

Li Xianyu: "Great-Grandma, why are you so young?"

Great-Grandma: "That's because I died when I was 18 years old."

Li Xianyu: Σ( っ° д°;)っ

I am sitting the game system, in discord...  I just need suggestions cuz my brain is closed... PLZ HELP!  
I finished writing the basics of the EXP system, and now stuck in the elemental system (almost done, but need some creative ideas!) 

After I finish writing the new game system, I will proceed with the re-write... so the more you help me, the faster I can start writing!  (Discord Link both in comments and in writer's note!)

Voidne is the unluckiest person in the world.  Just like his mother, he needs to work 5 times harder than normal people, just to achieve the same thing.

But one day the unlucky Voidne crossed through a wormhole by a mistake, that sent him into a parallel universe to occupy the body of the Voidne from that universe.

The new parallel universe was more advanced, and a new game was about to get released.  It was a VRMMORPG, that is going to be super popular.  Even companies were going to fight over occupying this game.

Voidne who was the unluckiset person in the world, is now the luckiest person in the world...  

See how Voidne's life will change!

I am a 13 year old who loves reading .I thought that I cold give a try in writing and here I am .Never expected anyone to read my book and Thank you to all who read it.I live in India so we have English as our first language so there won't be many grammatical mistakes.We have compulsory creative writing in English so all of us are used to writing lame stories.I know currently nothing much is happening in the story but I can assure that by the weekend the story will get interesting.

what if, your marriage was not your own choice

Everyone had their own little secrets, including Wang Ling, who had a habit of writing his down in his diary — this was a major trait of the Wang family. The old man, Father Wang, Mother Wang, and even Loopy Toad who had joined them not long ago had the habit of writing things down. While Loopy Toad had indeed started keeping a diary to practice its writing, it ultimately became a habit as time went by.
The things the Wang family wrote were the stuff of legends – these weren't empty words, but were verified by past experiences. 
As Wang Ling was writing in his diary today, he accidentally flipped back to his entry on his birthday last year.
His experience that day had been quite mystical.
December 26th, 4395.
At that time, Wang Ling wasn't as close yet to Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and the others, Sixology hadn't been created, Sevenology controlled everything under heaven, the koi fish phenomenon had yet to happen, the Immortal King hadn't been adapted into a cartoon, the group Calorie wasn't popular yet, Liu Qiangdong hadn't been arrested, the most beautiful Yu Quan duo hadn't gotten their wings clipped, nor had the "the breeze of reform has brought great changes" guichu video lyric gone viral[1].
When Wang Ling woke up that day, he looked at the Heavenly Dao calendar, which was the cause of everything that happened that day.
Cultivation Calendar: December 26th, 4395. 
Do: Have weddings and funerals, travel, make friends, study, work
Don't: Eat snacks
"…"
Wang Ling looked down at the crispy noodle snack in his hand.
Although he hadn't opened the packet, his hand had already begun to tremble slightly.
This Heavenly Dao calendar… would have been created by Heavenly Dao, right?
No way!
He had to change it!
Not allowed to eat snacks on his birthday – how was he going to get through the day?!
But at that time, Wang Ling and the six Heavenly Dao didn't have such a close relationship yet.
He drew an equivalent exchange array with the hand that was holding the crispy noodle snack packet and summoned the Heavenly Dao little golden man.
The little golden man's hands were also shaking. "You… now what do you want?" 
Wang Ling's gaze turned to the calendar, and his intent was very clear.
"The Heavenly Dao calendar was approved by the Heavenly Dao Calendar Governing General Assembly yesterday; the actual decision wasn't made by the six Great Heavenly Dao, but by the Three Thousand Heavenly Dao which they represent, and everyone had to cast a vote. Don't blame me, I didn't tick 'eating snacks.'" The little golden man wiped at his cold sweat.
He knew too well what this little master in front of him looked like when he was furious, and didn't dare provoke him at all.
"Take me back to yesterday." Wang Ling fixed his eyes on the little golden man as he spoke telepathically.
The little golden man's mouth dropped open. He didn't have the right to refuse the transaction, and was about to ask what Wang Ling had prepared for the exchange. In the end, when he noticed the crispy noodle snack packet in Wang Ling's hand, his heart instantly turned cold – as expected, it was expired… 
Giving a long sigh, the Heavenly Dao little golden man activated the time corridor to yesterday.
Wang Ling strode in without hesitation.
Unlike when the Heavenly Dao Governing Committee met, this Heavenly Dao Calendar Governing General Assembly was held in a large venue similar to a gym. When Wang Ling reached the entrance, he saw many little golden men picking up the voting devices. When the general assembly officially started, this voting device would be the important factor in determining the dos and don'ts in the calendar.
"This is the voting device, please take it." The little golden man working at the venue gave every little golden man who entered a device.
It was Wang Ling's turn.
"This is the voting device, please…" Looking up, the little golden man was just about to hand over the voting device when he realized that this was actually a human… 
Wrong!
How could a human show up here?!
On the side, the little golden man who had led the way for Wang Ling hurriedly shot the other party a warning glance and whispered, "If you don't want to die, hurry up and give him a voting device."
Unfortunately, the little golden man giving out the devices was incredibly stiff-necked. "No way! Only our Heavenly Dao little golden men can use this device! I definitely can't give one to this human! He can't even enter the venue!"
Right after that, Wang Ling directly stretched out one hand and lightly flicked this little golden man in the forehead.
Bam!
There was an explosion, resulting in a small mushroom cloud.
The little golden man giving out the voting devices was reduced to flying dust.
The golden man acting as a guide sighed. "Ai…"
These brothers, was there any need… 
Heavenly Dao couldn't die, but it would probably take a very long time for this little golden man, who had exploded into a small mushroom cloud and turned into dust, to be restored.
After that, Wang Ling took the rest of the voting devices.
The little golden men who were still in line stared blankly; although angry, they didn't dare protest.
And so, after ten minutes or so.
A mystical scene took place at the venue for the Heavenly Dao Calendar Governing General Assembly.
A human youngster created hundreds of clones, each of whom held a voting device as they waited to vote.
Meanwhile, on the other side, the golden men whose voting devices had been snatched from them trembled as they huddled together.
After the venue quieted down, a platform in the center slowly rose as the six Great Heavenly Dao presiding over the meeting showed up.
When they saw a human actually sitting inside the venue after grabbing a voting device, they were already prepared to suppress him – in the end, after clearly making out his face, they restlessly withdrew their hands… 
Similarly… 
They were angry, but didn't dare protest.
Strength Heavenly Dao cleared his throat. "Colleagues, as usual, we are having the Heavenly Dao Calendar Governing General Assembly today to vote on the dos and don'ts items for tomorrow, December 26th, based on our meeting discussion."
After saying this, Strength Heavenly Dao glanced at Wang Ling and said haltingly, "Next, I'll first discuss the 'don't' items for tomorrow.
"I observed the stars last night and noticed that the Emperor Star is at its apex, which is a sign of a great person's radiant soul. Thus, I specially propose a ban on recreational activities tomorrow… Among playing games, reading comics, binge-watching dramas, reading novels and eating snacks, which one should we ban? Please think it over carefully, then vote."
Strength Heavenly Dao thought that his hint was quite clear.
But he felt that the voting this time wouldn't go very smoothly.
Because the Heavenly Dao little golden men didn't feel the urge to eat to begin with… 
So, during the voting, Strength Heavenly Dao already had a bad feeling.
Strength Heavenly Dao: "Brother Time… can you turn time back… I'll remove the 'eating snacks' item…"
Time Heavenly Dao: "Too late! Brother Strength! You're too late!"
Strength Heavenly Dao: "…"
As soon as Time Heavenly Dao said the words, a series of explosions started to ring out in the whole venue.
For a moment, countless mushroom clouds rose around them.
A few seconds later, the only one left in the massive venue was Wang Ling.
And his clones… 
The six Great Heavenly Dao watched the mushroom clouds fill the venue.
They were angry, but didn't dare protest.
[1] These are basically all references to news and memes that have trended in Chinese society.


As a cultivation genius who has achieved a new realm every two years since he was a year old, Wang Ling is a near-invincible existence with prowess far beyond his control. But now that he’s sixteen, he faces his greatest battle yet - Senior High School. With one challenge after another popping up, his plans for a low-key high school life seem further and further away...
Wang Ling: I just want to eat my crispy noodle snacks in peace...
Father Wang: If you're careless enough to destroy the country, it’s coming out of your pocket money. 
Wang Ling: It’s not my fault that the backlash from punching me kills you.
Please support us on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/henyeetranslationsDLIK
If we hit certain milestones, we will release more chapters in a mass release!
Tags: comedy, school, cultivation, tsundere, popular culture, almighty protagonist, action

Daeva after bumping with Juno, she thought that her behavior wasn't so nice. But when the school bell rings, she snapped out of it and went to her designated room for her subject. Daeva is a fourth year college student in Literature and Creative Writing. She thought of becoming a writer to write literary pieces based on her experiences. Also, she thought that becoming a writer would allow her to have a small chance of interacting with people.

When she was about to enter her room, her Professor bumped into her. Mrs. Sanchez smiled at her. Daeva greeted her good morning and Mrs. Sanchez greeted her in return.

They both entered the room and Daeva sat at the second row. Mrs. Sanchez greeted her class and began discussing a lesson about her subject. She kept blabbing in front while Daeva glanced at the window. She caught a glimpse of Juno who's about to leave the school gates. As she follows Juno with her eyes, she began to feel a sharp pain at her left forearm. She didn't bother looking at it, she knows that it's currently bleeding so she just pulled her black sleeves lower. She returned her attention to her discussing professor and listens to her.

A couple of subjects passed then Daeva's lunch break arrived. She quickly ate at the cafeteria before going to the library. The school's library was enormous. It's also where the book club is rooming. Daeva is a member of the Book club and happens to be a good friend of Kevin, the Book club's president. When Daeva came in, she found Kevin fixing books that weren't returned to the proper shelve. She just picked up some books that were left at the tables and did the same. There weren't too much people in the library for now so she started casually chatting with Kevin.

"Hey Kev, you seem frustrated... What's wrong??" asked Daeva.

"Student School Council Vice President...She destroyed my morning." said Kevin casually.

"What did she do to you?" Daeva felt curious.

"Oh nothing...She just shuted me out... refusing to do some student council duties...or simply take the proposal and leave it to miss President's table... That's all..." Kevin replied.

Daeva didn't asked further what happened...But then, she felt like the person who she bumped with earlier at the hall way was the Vice President.

"The Vice President, was she the campus belle I keep hearing about." Daeva asked.

"Hmm? Yeah, that's her...Why, what's up?" asked Kevin as he finished arranging the books.

"I think she's the pretty blonde girl I bumped with this early morning. She wasn't really polite." Daeva said as she scratches the area where she felt pain while staring at Juno.

Kevin saw Daeva scratched her forearm right bellow her palm. He looked at Daeva with malicious intent. His lips curved up at one side. He then grab Daeva's hand and brought her to the school's clinic. Daeva didn't resisted and just followed Kevin.

The nurse was currently out of the clinic so Daeva's forearm can be treated. She pulled her sleeve up and let Kevin treat her wound. Kevin cleaned the blood off and covered it with bandage. When he was done, Daeva thanked Kevin and they came back to the library. 

There, while Daeva was waiting for her next class like Kevin, they decided to read a book. Daeva picked a random fantasy book while Kevin opened his laptop and read about demons.

"Let's go home together later and just order pizza for dinner, what do you say?" Kevin offered to Daeva.

Daeva just nodded, it's not very often that they go home together. Daeva and Kevin are roommates and oftentimes, Daeva gets home first before Kevin because of his club president duties.

Almost an hour have passed and Kevin closed his laptop. It's time for his next class, Daeva still have over half an hour before her next subject so Kevin just left her. When Kevin left the library, the atmosphere in the library became gloomy. Anyone who's in there felt uncomfortable, some left but some ignored it. Daeva is feeling a bit irritated but what can she do? She can't get rid of them...never...

Daeva kept reading until its just 15min left before her next class. She stood up from her sit and returned the book into one of the shelves. She felt a hand caressed her cheek and hear a chuckle. Daeva ignored it and left the library.

When she's out of the library, she can feel that someone ran "its" fingers on her hair. Her mouth was twitching, slowly forming a malicious grin. She covered her mouth with her hands, then, she took out a face mask from her pants's pocket and covered her grin. She went to her next class as if nothing had happened.

She still have 2 subjects left for her to survive. Her 3rd subject for the day passed as if it was a filler chapter of her day. Nothing very interesting occurred nor the class. But on her final subject of the day: Creative Writing, the class was given an activity and that is to write a poem. The poem have no specific theme but should be rhyming.

Writing poems weren't a problem for Daeva at all. She doesn't limit herself when it comes to writing and its subject. She writes what's in her mind and what she feels. They we're given an hour and when they were done, they are then dismissed. Daeva finished after 30min, she's always the first one to finish. As she passed her work and leaves the room, her professor Mr.Wilson gave her work a read.

Trigger

Young ignorant little girl,
Your heart is a black pearl.
His tongue hungers for you...
He will dye your silk a red hue.
Do not dare taunt him further
Beware, his claws are no feather.
You can't produce what he desires,
He shall come and take his prize.
Do as the old men say,
There is a price if you disobey;
Outgrow your childish ways
Or he who you shall face!

This is a collection of different stories but all told by one person, Daeva. A mysterious young woman who's always very reserved and isolated from everyone. You may approach her like anyone else but beware...

This is a horror/suspense story...please read with caution. You might not be able to sleep at night with lights off and open doors and windows.

Today was bad, today they saw. as I was on my way to school way to early I started coughing...hard an officer started to approach then he saw the blood...black, not normal, plague. The officer was new Eva knew because when she booked they fumbled she saw him but they dident see all her face she wore a mask incase of sudden nose bleeds thank the gods.
I ran so hard and fast I made it back to my appartment grabbed anything that could fit in my backpack including a pen one I couldnt leave I also destroyed a lot of things that would have my DNA because one of the world's newest devices can practically track you called d32....I know right soo creative, and lastly before I left I put a camera up a small one. once I got out I proceeded to run and run until I was in some area of trees in the middle of nowhere, once I found a decent area I pulled my video recorder out to check my camera feed sure enough they were there so I dropped the recorder and smashed it so many times the image would've made me look like a madman. With enough of that I found a spot and I started to rest on a tree when I saw it, it was dark but I still saw it something in black there one second and not the next right I'm dying hallucinating is totally possible thinking of that this shouldn't be possible why arent I still tired I wasent even able to run this much before I was sick and the plague drains the body I'm so confused....after that I started to doze until the dark forest was replaced with a calming black, it was cold but better than being locked up.

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