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?

Awalnya Doni dan keempat kawannya memang tidak tahu kalau KKN kali ini membawa mereka pada sebuah petualangan maut yang menyisakan trauma berkepanjangan.
 Mereka berangkat dengan embel-embel tugas. Namun harus bertarung dengan sejuta tanda tanya yang akhirnya terkuak, menyisakan sedikit demi sedikit jawaban. Hanya saja, semua itu tidak gratis, nyawa jadi taruhannya.
 Doni dan keempat kawannya datang ke kota itu dengan niat sebagai Mahasiswa biasa. Tasik adalah tempat penentu kisah mereka antara hidup atau mati. Lalu Galunggung yang kokoh serta tegak itu menjadi saksi, bagaimana nyawa manusia tak lebih dari sekedar mainan kematian. 
 Tugas yang membawa mereka pada petaka itu akhirnya datang juga.
 Siapakah yang akan lolos dari maut ini? Atau bahkan tak ada sama sekali?

"Hey! So I figured since I have covered a decent number of type of shapeshifting for you to digest we could take a break from listing types for a chapter." 
"I decided now would be a good time to bring up the topic of Anti-Shapeshifting before jumping back into more types to overload your brain with." ;P
"First, a bit of information regarding things in general. In most stories, there is a means to cancel out, remove, overpower, etc specific types of spells in the worlds. One can use water magic to destroy an incoming fireball. Things naturally have means to override them. Keep in mind that if there is no way to counter something it becomes very overpowered. Though I guess most stories want a super overpowered MC so watch it if you care."
"Shapeshifting is no different. Lore for this, however is almost non-existent so I have created some lore based on observations and fragments of the lore that do exist. Please understand that you can find other ways to pull off anti-shapeshifting that I have not introduced. There must be ways to overcome things. Unless you are writing an 'I am always the best' or a horror... then you can be as hopeless, doom and gloom as you want." (Author rant)
"When dealing with Anti-shifting there are a few things to consider. There are examples below. Don't be surprised if the things shared did not cross your mind. You will have ideas that won't cross my mind either. To determine the effects of canceling out shapeshifting, you have to determine the way that particular shapeshifting works (Not to an extreme degree) and your intention behind your anti-shifting."
"The first method I will discuss for anti-shapeshift is to 'lock' the transformation. The more common method is revelation followed by lock. There are other methods as well and I may get to them. These types of things can be created in many ways. There isn't really much lore regarding this so be creative in your methodology."
"Locking transformations. While I said this is one thing, it is actually many. Locking transformations is creating a space or targeting a creature to prevent the mutation or shifting of the body. Results vary based on your shifter lore and the intention of the ability. One example of a question you may need to ask yourself:
1: Does your shapeshifting require energy to maintain the shape? Yes see 1.1 No see 1.2
1.1 Form lock will usually have one of two effects depending on the intent of the spell. Most often used: Form ejection- forcibly revert to the base form and prevent further transformation while active. Less often used: Form stabilization- While active the transformation no longer requires energy to maintain and transformations cannot be used while active. *We will talk about the second more later*
1.2 Form lock typically has 1 effect. Trap in current form. Cannot use shifting to other forms. I will share more about this at the same time as Form-stabilization."
"Form lock is not the most ideal way to handle a shapeshifter. However if shapeshifting has special conditional factors, form locking can become a shapeshifter's doom. The most common method of harm happens with time based or conditional transformations."
"1.1's issue. Many types of temporary shifting have a force end timer. By extending that timer you can cause one or many problems. The example I will give, even though there are more ways to do it, is a partial possession shapeshift. Most partial possession shapeshifts not only require your energy but also the other creature's energy to maintain. Once that is gone and stabilizes, Mutation occurs. The host's body starts 'normalizing' the transformation. Basically, it starts making the transformation a natural part of the host instead of a transformation. This can also lead to monsterfication. However I will talk about '-fications' in another chapter.
"1.2's issues part 1. If you captured a stereotypical moon cursed werewolf, they were transformed during the full moon and you form locked them. What happens after the moon sets? Well, because of the form lock they maintain their wolf shape. Now then after the magic ends, what happens? The reason I bring this up is because of something known as a shapeshifter's adaptive capability. The werewolf form has now experienced how to exist outside of the influence of the full moon. Due to the takeover nature of lycanthropy, would it really shift back to normal? If it did, does the extended time leave side effects? If it doesn't then is there a time it would? In some werewolf lore, form lock actually lead a lot of lycanthropes to turning 'feral' (if they weren't already wild enough)."
"1.2's issue part 2. I will use a stereotypical polymorph potion. The polymorph potion only stays within the body for a certain duration of time. After that it loses its effects. Now then, form lock and see what happens… The duration ends, the potion's effects naturally fade, however you are still the other person. Your body has become stable as the other person. Good luck…"
Enya's The humming played on repeat as Eranoth yawned as it was starting to get late again. "Most will avoid raw form lock because it can lead to the destruction of a story if done wrong. Which is why we will bring up the more productive version for most people."
"Form Revelation, reveals the true form of the shapeshifter. (Shocker you could have guessed that from the name.)  This is typically a method to forcibly force a creature into their 'true form' and then perform form lock. If a creature doesn't have a 'true' form the ability often will reveal that they are a shapeshifter and force them into a specific form to then form lock."
"As the second half is a bit more confusing, allow me to explain. Some Form-shifters have more than one 'original form'. So the caster of the anti-shifting ability will become aware of the fact that there is more than one shape and usually will choose the weaker of the two to form lock."
"Again, there isn't much lore as to methods to accomplish such tasks. So be creative. Also you can come up with some of your own ways to Anti-shapeshift as well. This was primarily to show you the big ones."
"Just to give you an idea of  what I mean: for Cursed shapeshifting, Curse breaking, curse suppressing, and curse amplification can all be ways to anti-shift. The possibilities are out there."
Eranoth looked at the time and the strangely silent webnovel chat group. "10:30? Well I should get to bed I have to do some work tomorrow."

© J Eranoth

Eranoth's Lore books are a series of books about otherworldly lore. They are designed to bring clarification about subjects that are not easily understood. 
This particular lorebook is dedicated to the many methods of shapeshifting. 

Eranoth's actual novels will come out at a later time when they are ready to be unleashed upon the world. Please know that Eranoth's lore books are not his world's lore, they are general lore for the use and adaption of writers.

For those seeking logic for lore, feel free to let me know what types of lore you want me to write books for. Before you get all excited, I WILL NOT waste time writing lore books on topics easily found with google OR adult content. If you want a lorebook on those types of things don't ask.

Happy reading and Writing!
Note: Due to the nature of the book, there is very little 'story' but I have tried to break it up a bit with story to make it less of a straight info dump.

Sylos had decided to get a head start on his quest for citizenship. He had twelve lunar months to accrue ten thousand points in order to become a citizen of Vanerlos. If he wanted Eurymian citizenship, he would have to gain sixty thousand points. If one got at least five thousand, the permit would be extended for a year. This extension could be repeated only once but ensured that those with a minimum of five thousand points were guaranteed citizenship. Quite a few applicants had employed the strategy of extending their permit.

There were many ways to obtain points. The higher the degree of difficulty, the more points one could get. The easiest way was to report daily at the Office for one point. At the end of the lunar year, a bonus point would be given for each day one had reported if one had reported every day. One could thus win five hundred and four points extra. Another way, was to take up a trade or profession. There were dozens of options. One was free to seek someone with at least a senior position and ask to be taken under their wing. If that mentor was an expert or master, they would have higher requirements for which applicants they'd accept.

Once the mentor admitted the applicant as an initiate, they would receive a weekly stipend and a hundred points would be given. Two hundred points would be given for becoming an apprentice, three hundred for becoming an assistant and four hundred for a chief assistant. Five hundred points were the reward for acquiring the title of the title of junior associate. One could also get eight hundred points with an advancement to senior associate rank, but that was very difficult to achieve in one year. Each promotion would be accompanied by an increase in salary and rank-related tasks would pay off more points and coins. 

There were significant differences between the types of professions as well. They were divided into three tiers: lower, middle and upper. The jobs that rewarded the most points were also more difficult to progress in. Those ranked at the top were the most specialized and included herbalist, pharmacist, doctor, machinist, and alchemist. Nevertheless, the highest paying careers were in the middle-tier because the demand was greater. 

Furthermore, middle-tiered jobs like hunter, guard, and soldier provided the greatest advantage for receiving missions. Becoming an assistant in a lower-tier profession within twelve months, was easily attainable to most, but the points you would gain were insufficient to even extend the permit. One would have to either be very productive or combine it with other jobs and tasks. Most applicants had opted for middle-tiered jobs and many of them obtained local citizenship after twelve months. Obtaining Eurymian citizenship had been deemed an impossible goal by the vast majority, although some tried their hand at it, none succeeded.

The occupation one chose could effectively be combined with joining a guild. A trader joining the merchant guild would be synergistic, for example. It would facilitate job completion, provide a professional network and bonus points for each fulfilled task. Nonetheless, it was up to the aspiring citizen make their choice. Some took risks and elected to be strategic and creative with their job and guild selection. Joining several guilds or combining different jobs could also exponentially raise the points one could gain. However, those who could effectively do that would have little reason to seek citizenship in Vanerlos since their skills ensured their worth in most kingdoms.

Thirdly, there were job and guild independent tasks, quests and missions. Tasks denoted local activities that benefited the town. Unlisted acts could also be rewarded, but the standard of evaluation was not explained. More importantly, good behaviour, i.e. respecting the law, and passing the civics exams were both requisites. Failing one of those would guarantee an immediate expulsion. The latter's reward was two hundred points while the firsts was fifty points. Quests pertained to ventures outside the locality of Vanerlos. And missions could only be given by someone with both some status of nobility and political power. Moreover, they would only be given to applicants who had already proven their competence.  

The ranking of those three activities was done by stars. It went from easiest, one star, to hardest, five stars. The local tasks didn't exceed three stars, however. Some quests could take one outside of Vanerlos for days., Taking them up implied one was willing to give up on the five hundred and four bonus points for reporting daily. One had to truly be intelligent every step of the way and make smart and strategic decisions. Nevertheless, those who were earnest, talented and hardworking people generally obtained citizenship. Since Lord Vanyor the XII had introduced this system centuries ago, thousands of applicants had become faithful and fervent citizens of Vanerlos. A number of them were incorporated into the Hunter's Collective and became loyal subjects of the Loze family. However, some aspired to a comfortable and peaceful life after working hard for naturalisation. They usually changed professions and picked less stressful jobs after officially becoming citizens.



Since the exam could be taken freely, Sylos initially wanted to wait a few weeks. Taking it immediately didn't seem like an appropriate move. However, his conversation with Camilla had convinced him otherwise. He then thought of joining the Naturalist Guild which regrouped the top-ranked jobs in Vanerlos and to apply for an apprenticeship with one of its senior mentors, or even masters. He had also selected a few tasks during his late-night reading. 

Sylos arrived at the Citizen's Office a few hours before midday. He recognized Mérias who was posted outside and went up to him. "Greetings, sir Mérias." The guard's eyes widened. "His spirits have recovered?" The guard thought to himself. "Greetings, sir Sylos." He imperceptibly smiled and nodded. The applicant confidently entered the hallway. He continued towards the central room of the ground floor after flashing his permit to some guards. The Office was way livelier than the previous day. It was filled with people, both civilians, clerks, and officials. Some clerks gave Sylos a quick and curious glance. He was greeted by several people and politely exchanged names and brief pleasantries with them.

Sylos went to the front desk and was greeted by a middle-aged secretary. "Good morning. You're an applicant for citizenship?" The man had already heard of the popular foreign candidate but could hide it well. "Yes. Good morning. I was asked to come here at midday by miss Mirella. I came earlier to take the civics exam." The experienced clerk showed no reaction as he replied: "Very well. Please wait for a moment as get someone for you." He proceeded to quietly speak into an ivory horn-shaped object.  

A minute later, miss Mirella entered the central room and motioned Sylos to follow her. Although the Office was now packed, she still effortlessly stood out from the crowd. "Follow me to the first floor, you can take the exam in the classroom there." She calmly said. Sylos was surprised that neither the secretary nor Mirella were asking him to reconsider and take more time to study. There were over thousands of pages of course material! Was this sort of performance within their expectations? 

Few things were known about the kingdom of Eurymia. Very little information seeped through Her borders. Books, like those that Sylos read, could hardly be found elsewhere. Nevertheless, the stories of Eurymia being peaceful and prosperous appeared to be true. "It must be because of many great talents, and not only the King's Seal, that this kingdom has maintained its peace and prosperity." he silently reflected and felt grateful for Camilla's guidance. "No more hiding." He again remembered.

Mirella lead him into a small classroom, picked a seat for him and took out a bundle of papers. She put the papers on his desk and said: "You would normally have three hours, but as your tutorial starts at midday, you'll have to make due with two. Clear?" Her smile contrasted her impartial tone. "Yes." Sylos nodded. She took out a horn, spoke into it and moments later, a guard came in. She went to the door, turned around and smiled: "Good luck, Sylos." As the guard stood watch, Sylos wasted no time and picked up a feather pen. 

There were over a hundred sheets in the exam bundle with a few questions per page. Sylos did not delay and started immediately. Subjects were randomly ordered, some tested information retention, others tested comprehension. He was fascinated by the thoroughness of this examination. There were even psychological and moral questions. Most answers were didn't take more than a few words, some a few sentences. Most of the time would go into reading and comprehending the questions. This was not an issue for Sylos who wrote at a high pace. To the guard, it looked as if he was quickly writing answers without reading the questions. He finished in less than an hour. "Finished?" The guard neutrally asked when he saw Sylos put his pen down. "Yes. I am." Hearing his response, the guard spoke into a horn and Mirella was back within minutes. 

She promptly retrieved the bundle and briefly gazed at Sylos. "If you have nothing else to do, we can start the tutorial immediately." She proposed. "If it isn't inconvenient for you..." He replied to her. "Not at all." She then nodded to the guard and gave him the exam bundle. He nodded back and left the classroom. "You learned everything at night, right? Did you read through the naturalisation chapters as well?" Mirella smoothly asked as if she already knew the answer. "Yes, I read everything." He replied. 

Mirella put her horn next to her ear and appeared to be listening. "Let me get straight to the point. Since you could process all the information, there is no real need to go through with the tutorial. Everything you would need to know was included in the books and documents you received" She started walking around the room as he explained. "I will tell you this, however. The process of admitting citizens is adaptable. Young Lord Vaner and his father have always been adamant about testing each applicant as an individual and adopting the necessary methods to draw out their unique potential. The rules and procedures you read about are thus subject to change. Do you see what I'm getting at?" She cordially asked. 

A light went on in Sylos' head: "This period is not only for testing but also for training?" Mirella smiled brightly. "You could say the testing is the training." She suggested. His eyebrows abruptly rose in shock. "Could it be?!"

Camilla of Roy fortuitously meets a  mysterious boy while patrolling the border of the King's Domain. Their fated meeting marks the beginning of a pivotal turn in the history of The Realm.

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.

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

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.

This will be an information chapter. It's not apart of the actual story since it's in the auxiliary volume however it will have extras. Such as a world map. And any other things that is not in the main chapters would be here (When I'm bothered enough to write it).
World Map: The link for the world map will be in the comments as you can't copy and paste text within webnovel. The world has 3 continents Drago, Kingdar, Faltro. And there are multiple countries however there are 4 main ones. Read the story to find out why they're the main ones. They're named Yelgard, Relgraw, Veldrey and Camelot.
Also why the names are written weird on the map is explained in the 3rd chapter (sorta) but it's basically the writing system of Xaltrey is English but fancily written because I'm not creative.
History of Xaltrey: Read the book. That's the juicy stuff. I can't give it away yet. However it hasn't been revealed yet as I'm writing but eventually.
I'll continue this later.

Xaltrey, a world that will soon fall into the grasps of cataclysm. 

Yet a hero exists, a being who reincarnated to this world.
The reincarnate is called Alex, a loser to society. He contributed nothing. He was nothing in the eyes of others.  Until one day he got killed.

He met the goddess of the Xaltrey asked of him to defeat the evil demon Yazuro however the problem is he has to start from a newborn child in a poor family and has to work his way up to the strength required by age 30 or else the demon will win. 

A journey of magic and monsters, evil and good, heroes and demons. Starting with nothing, he has to conquer the ways of this world. 

Yet there are greater evils yet to be discovered.

Sunday passed by as fast lightning and before long nightfall came. Yve cooked for them as Vince began reviewing the files that were piling from last night and today that he decided to spend it with Yve. Then he heard knocks on the door.
"Vince, food is served on the table. Would you like to eat?" Yve asked.
"Of course. Go ahead as I'll just clean this up. I'll be there before you know it." Vince replied as Yve headed to the kitchen to get the fresh juice she prepared prior to cooking.
The couple calmly ate their dinner. They were talking about their schedule tomorrow according to their secretaries. 
"By the way, Vince, I will be home a little late." Yve informed Vince causing the latter to stop eating.
"Why is that?" 
"I need to read some files at the office and it would be convenient to finish them there so that the staff can review them first thing tomorrow." Yve explained.
"That's a good idea but how late will you be?"
"I promise I'll be home by 7PM so we can have dinner together." Yve promised. After all, eating dinner is one of the things they promised to each other during their marriage. 
"Then I guess I'll cook dinner for us." Vince gladly offered as he wiped his lips as a finishing touch from eating.
"No, that would be unfair. I think it would be better if the person who gets home first will cook dinner, in that way both of us will get a fair chance. Okay?" 
"Whatever you like, my dearest Queen." Vince agreed and the couple quickly ended their night as a long week is waiting for the both of them.
The following morning, Yve left earlier than Vince to have the early morning meeting at SkyMu. Despite leaving early, Yve didn't forget to cook breakfast and leave some for her husband. She sent Edward a message reminding her husband's secretary and cousin to make sure Vince eats the food.
As soon as she arrived, Yve headed straight to the meeting room where her staff is already waiting along with the managers of the different artists from SkyMu.
"Good morning, Miss Yve!" They all greeted her in chorus. 
"Good morning! I believe you have all received my draft for the newest plan and I also assigned some tasks yesterday."
---- Flashback -----
(Yesterday afternoon)
The couple was taking a nap when Yve was awakened by the notification on her phone. She grabbed it and saw the message sent by Sylvan. 
"I have completed the research for the draft and laid out a plan. I sent the details in your email."
With that Yve slowly moved out of the bed and went to the study room to check the details. She read the information and immediately called Sylvan online to hand over the tasks to other creative teams.
---- End of Flashback ----

"Let's start with the simultaneous communication we plan for the beginning of the platform." Yve instructed and the creative team in charge began her report.
"We have arranged this program for the fair raffle on which artists they need to portray…" The lady began and papers were handed out to them while being flashed on the screen. 
"I see. I like it but I'm quite worried like some of the artists are in their prior commitments. Will the connection be okay?" Yve asked and raised the concern to their technical team.
"We will be conducting a test on it by this afternoon. If it would not be possible we can squeeze in some time after their schedule." The head of the technical team stated.
"That's good but in case will that be fine with the managers? Can you squeeze in some time?" Yve asked.
"If I may speak, it might be difficult for some of the artists during the jam packed schedule. However, as per our contract to our artists we have 2 day-offs in a week. Most of the time, the artists would spend it at home, so I think it would be possible to have them at home." One of the managers said.
"So the suggestion is to have the release dates on weekends?" Yve asked.
"Only the beginning of the project. As for the release on the internet, it would be good to have it every 2 days." The marketing team responded.
"Will the editing team handle it?" Yve asked them.
"We can. But we would not be able to handle other things aside from that. As one day would be for the recording and we will only have the next day for editing." 
"Okay. Do we have existing videos that might get affected?" Yve asked.
"2 music videos that are scheduled to be released two weeks from now." 
"Then have them work on the music video and focus on the follow-up videos of the group. The remaining people will focus on editing the videos on this project." Yve instructed.
"Keep me updated with the test. In the meantime, let's talk about the content of the drama which will be released in the final week of the program." Yve decided to move on to the next section.
"I have here the script for the possible drama considering the number of artists we have in the company." The person in-charge handed out five scripts to Yve.
"Okay. I will review this today. I'll give you feedback by the end of the day or within the day." Yve responded.
"Okay. So please give Sylvan the available time of the artists on weekends within the day. Sylvan once you arrange their common time, communicate with the marketing team to plan when would be the appropriate time for the release of the videos." 
"As for others, keep the reports coming to my desk. The ones you received from Sylvan. Okay?" 
"Yes, Miss Yve."
"Do you have any questions?" 
"None, Miss."
"Okay so that's all for now. We can do this team! You can head back to work." Yve concluded the meeting.
The conference room was soon emptied until Yve and Sylvan were the only people left. Yve sent a text message to Vince,
"Sorry for leaving early. Did you eat the food I prepared for breakfast?"


Today is another busy day for me. Work and home are the only places I go to for the past 3 years. The end of THAT relationship ended my happy, easy-going life. But then, when I think about it, it was not his fault but mine. My friends would tell me that I need to move on. I HAVE MOVED ON. It's just I don't want any side trips anymore in my life. I have my dreams and I am working hard for it. Little did I know what the destiny has installed for me.

"Mom, I still love her. She ended the relationship without any valid reason and I didn't agree."

"But son, what if the reason is that she doesn't love you anymore? Isn't that a reason valid enough for you?"

"I have to know it this time, mom. I did try to go out on dates but still failed. I think meeting her again will help me know what is happening with me."

"I guess I have no other choice. But remember, don't let her disrupt your plans and the family's business."

"I know, mom. Steph, book my flight to the Philippines tomorrow."

"Vincent! Why are you in so much rush?!"

"Because I believe that the early bird gets the worm."



Just wait for me, Yve. I will get you back by hook or by crook.

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