"I have been asleep for 2000 year, or at least that is what the doctors tell me. I am trying to get used to this 'new' world. but before long the military has possession over me and plan to make me an army guy. But little do I know is that there is a war looming on the horizon and I am the only one who can stop it."

During the Coronavirus Pandemic, everyone has been through their own struggles. This short story offers the perspective of Death himself on our current situation. 
Dark and honest, this story dives into the reality of this difficult time from a surprisingly compassionate point of view. 
Stay safe and enjoy the story. 

*Viewers discretion advised since the story's content handles sensitives subjects*

World War II, and Japan's defeat, deeply influenced Japanese literature. Many authors wrote stories of disaffection, loss of purpose, and the coping with defeat. Haruo Umezaki's short story Sakurajima shows a disillusioned and skeptical Navy officer stationed in a base located on the Sakurajima volcanic island, close to Kagoshima, on the southern tip of the Kyushu island. Osamu Dazai's novel The Setting Suntells of a soldier returning from Manchukuo. Shōhei Ōoka won the Yomiuri Prize for his novel Fires on the Plain about a Japanese deserter going mad in the Philippine jungle. Yukio Mishima, well known for both his nihilistic writing and his controversial suicide by seppuku, began writing in the post-war period. Nobuo Kojima's short story "The American School" portrays a group of Japanese teachers of English who, in the immediate aftermath of the war, deal with the American occupation in varying ways.

Prominent writers of the 1970s and 1980s were identified with intellectual and moral issues in their attempts to raise social and political consciousness. One of them, Kenzaburō Ōe published his best-known work, A Personal Matterin 1964 and became Japan's second winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature.

Mitsuharu Inoue (ja) had long been concerned with the atomic bomb and continued in the 1980s to write on problems of the nuclear age, while Shusaku Endo depicted the religious dilemma of the Kakure Kirishitan, Roman Catholics in feudal Japan, as a springboard to address spiritual problems. Yasushi Inoue also turned to the past in masterful historical novels of Inner Asia and ancient Japan, in order to portray present human fate.

Avant-garde writers, such as Kōbō Abe, who wrote fantastic novels such as The Woman in the Dunes (1960), wanted to express the Japanese experience in modern terms without using either international styles or traditional conventions, developed new inner visions. Yoshikichi Furui tellingly related the lives of alienated urban dwellers coping with the minutiae of daily life, while the psychodramas within such daily life crises have been explored by a rising number of important women novelists. The 1988 Naoki Prize went to Shizuko Todo (ja) for Ripening Summer, a story capturing the complex psychology of modern women. Other award-winning stories at the end of the decade dealt with current issues of the elderly in hospitals, the recent past (Pure- Hearted Shopping District in Kōenji, Tokyo), and the life of a Meiji period ukiyo-e artist.

Haruki Murakami is one of the most popular and controversial of today's Japanese authors. His genre-defying, humorous and surreal works have sparked fierce debates in Japan over whether they are true "literature" or simple pop-fiction: Kenzaburō Ōe has been one of his harshest critics. Some of Murakami's best-known works include Norwegian Wood (1987) and The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (1994–1995).

Banana Yoshimoto, a best-selling contemporary author whose "manga-esque" style of writing sparked much controversy when she debuted in the late 1980s, has come to be recognized as a unique and talented author over the intervening years. Her writing style stresses dialogue over description, resembling the script of a manga, and her works focus on love, friendship and loss. Her breakout work was 1988's Kitchen.

Although modern Japanese writers covered a wide variety of subjects, one particularly Japanese approach stressed their subjects' inner lives, widening the earlier novel's preoccupation with the narrator's consciousness. In Japanese fiction, plot development and action have often been of secondary interest to emotional issues. In keeping with the general trend toward reaffirming national characteristics, many old themes re-emerged, and some authors turned consciously to the past. Strikingly, Buddhist attitudes about the importance of knowing oneself and the poignant impermanence of things formed an undercurrent to sharp social criticism of this material age. There was a growing emphasis on women's roles, the Japanese persona in the modern world, and the malaise of common people lost in the complexities of urban culture.

Popular fiction, non-fiction, and children's literature all flourished in urban Japan in the 1980s. Many popular works fell between "pure literature" and pulp novels, including all sorts of historical serials, information-packed docudramas, science fiction, mysteries, detective fiction, business stories, war journals, and animal stories. Non-fiction covered everything from crime to politics. Although factual journalism predominated, many of these works were interpretive, reflecting a high degree of individualism. Children's works re-emerged in the 1950s, and the newer entrants into this field, many of them younger women, brought new vitality to it in the 1980s.

Manga (comics) has penetrated almost every sector of the popular market. It includes virtually every field of human interest, such as multivolume high-school histories of Japan and, for the adult market, a manga introduction to economics, and pornography. Manga represented between 20 and 30 percent of annual publications at the end of the 1980s, in sales of some ¥400 billion per year.

Cell phone novels appeared in the early 21st century. Written by and for cell phone users, the novels—typically romances read by young women—have become very popular both online and in print. Some, such as Love Sky, have sold millions of print copies, and at the end of 2007 cell phone novels comprised four of the top five fiction best sellers.

this is made for the purpose of getting the authors badge  at any rate I'll just compile world literature

Passing the muddy water puddles carelessly, Jack's sharpened eyes chose the tiny gap between two giant tall walls to hide their existence. Sia was dumbfounded until he pulled her body in sandwiching between two walls before towering over her thumping figure.
Sia gasped before looking up to meet his hooded eyes that had been observing the outside area. Looking around, she figured out that they were sandwiched between two walls that barely provided them a secret for hiding close. Sia looked up and saw his protective glazes for her that wavered her thumping heart successfully. It was the undeniable truth that woman loved to be protected, cared by her man more than fooling around illogically. Sia panted averting her blissful eyes before following his gaze towards the carriage.
On the other side, an expensive carriage had quickly made their way into the market following up a row of uniformed bodyguards. The decoration over the carriage was too lavishing that could easily help the passers-by to identify that it belonged to a prestigious figure. Even the curtains were made of white velvet cloth that considered to be the most costly cloths in werewolf world.
As a young lady landed down from the carriage, the sellers all hung their heads down respectively as if they were taking each breath cautiously. Looking up at the descended figure, they all were stunned for a moment as their curious eyes caught the sight of her boy cut hairs.
Magadona had a gloomy face wandering her eyes around sharply and stood still hanging her head up like a queen. She wore a white floral fork that ended up above her knees while a hat could be noticed over her head precisely. It was the first time the sellers had seen her in a different look without her streaming hairs. Her expression wasn't so good after being tortured by David and decided to vent out her in somewhere. Thus she arrived at the market earlier than her usual time.
Walking ahead slowly, she caught the fear sight of sellers as a satisfied smirk formed in her pinky lips. One by one, she observed each stalls that all had freshened vegetables and meats appearing extremely fresh.
Pondering for a moment, she decided to head for the old lady's stall first as her vegetables appeared much-loved than others. Two of the guards quickly trailed her closely as they all kept their eyes down in a respective manner.
Watching Magadona making way towards her stall, the old lady held her breathe tightly and forced a smile to welcome her. Bowing a little, she talked watching Magadona nearly towards her stall,
" Welcome.. Madam.. What would you like to pick up for your lunch today?"
Magadona hummed coldly putting on an indifferent look as she quickly scanned her eyes over the groceries swiftly. Watching them fresh and lively, she asked out of curiosity,
" Haven't anyone come to buy groceries today? Your vegetables are so fresh. Why haven't showed any interest of buying them?"
She paused before taking a glimpse of her torn clothes before mocking,
" Or they felt too aggrieved after watching your ripped clothes? "
The lady's face turned red in embarrassment as she instinctively gripped the torn hole on her waistline gently. Magadona's lips curled up a little before paying her attention back over the vegetables whereas one of his guard helped it stuffing into the bag casually.
The lady couldn't utter a single word as she saw how Magadona had chosen all the best vegetables and left the less preferable ones at a side. Nor did she select all the best vegetables, she smashed some them purposely so that the others couldn't buy it later. The lady gulped and silently gazed around to find the running boy and girl nearby. She gave a sigh of relief when she didn't spot them anywhere nearby.
On the contrary, Sia and Jack both were observing the lady and guards quietly as Jack's eyes flashed with killing intent but he had to hold back in regard of Sia's safety. Looking down, Jack saw her flattering eyelids that seemed to bore a lot of pressure for the current situation. As he gazed at her face deeply, Sia mumbled noticing the ruckus created by Magadona on the stall,
" Why was she smashing the other ones? Can't she just pick them up nicely? Did you see? She is deliberately smashing the left ones."
Jack followed her gaze and really noticed that Magadona had been throwing the vegetables carelessly to show her unreasonable wrath. Frowning deep and hard, Jack stated sternly even though his veins were boiling in fire to kick their ass off,
" Ignore them! We are out of the castle and can't be discovered by others."
Sia hesitated parting open her lips slightly,
" But..."
She felt sorry for the old lady who had shared her pitiful life with Sia a while ago. Watching her business going down for that unscrupulous woman, Sia felt her blood boiled in anger as she couldn't do anything to help her.
On the other side, the old lady's expression continued turning grim as she watched Magadona's throwing hand gobbling inside the groceries ferociously. Looking up, she scanfully observed her sudden little hairs that seemed burnt from the edge.
Gasping in shock and astonishment, the old lady blurted out subconsciously,
" Madam, who burnt your hairs?"
Probably it was the biggest mistake that she had done in her entire life to inquire Magadona about her hairs. Magadona slightly paused before lifting up her cold eyes that fell over the lady chillingly.
The old lady shivered knowing the mistake that she had done just now and muttered apologetically,
" No, madam.. I was just being noisy. I.."
Her abrupt words had been cut off by Magadona's thunderous roar,
" You dare to question at my hairstyle? Who do you think you are?"
The old lady jolted in her spot before shaking her head denying vigorously. She didn't mean to insult her at all. She just inquired involuntarily and didn't expect that Magadona would be so fired up.
Magadona panted furiously as the scenes from past night replayed in front of her vision continously. Her blood boiled more as she threw the groceries away ruthlessly in a shot.
In a blink of eye, the lady's all groceries had been thrown away over the floor carelessly as the other sellers hung down their head more inwardly shivering in fear that could be described from their stiff expression.
The lady held back her sobbing hard watching her all the hard works smashing under her own eyes and didn't dare to move an inch. Just at that moment, she was startled before screaming out when Magadona dragged her down from her tool and threw her over the ground like those smashed vegetables.
The lady screamed more in pain as her wrinkled face banged against the hard ground tightly. Soon after, Magadona's roaring voice echoed in the empty market like a deadly warnings,
" You have dared to disrespect me, old slut? Do you know that who am I? What can I do to you? Who are you to question at my hairs?"
The lady whimpered on the ground before muttering with her weak strength,
" Ma.. Madam, you have misunderstood my words. I was just asking you casually.. ahh.. "
She screamed loudly feeling a hard punch on her back as Magadona stooped over her fallen body hardly. Her eyes were ruthless without having an ounce of softness as she looked down at the woman coldly,
" You dare to rebuke my words? You think that I didn't notice your mockery hidden behind your eyes? Huh?"
The lady howled in pain as she pressed more strength on her back earning loud screaming from her. Even though the woman was an old werewolf but she had long back lost her strength and powers. Comparing to Magadona's power, she wasn't enough to stop her.
On the flip side, Jack had a hard time holding back Sia into his cage as she protested constantly,
" Let go of me, Jack. I better teach that woman a lesson. How dare she torture the oldy without no reason? Lucky, Princess isn't here or she would have already smashed her few bones meantime. Let me go..!"
Sia struggled as Jack stretched out his two arms to block her way. Staring back coldly, he answered reasonably,
" I know your emotions. Even I am hating to see her getting tortured for no reason. But I can't let you go over there. I might not have much strength to stop them alone from hurting you. No matter what, I can't put your life in danger."
Sia stared back at him coldly and felt warm inside her heart until she heard another howl of pain from the old woman along with Magadona's vicious laughter,
" Whoever dare to question me will have the same consequences just like her! You heard my words?"
Sia's gaze darkened more as she saw the old woman struggling weakly under Magadona's feet sorrowfully. She couldn't wait any longer thus bite down on Jack's arms hardly. Jack hissed before pulling back his arms instinctively before watching her running away towards the old lady.
" Stop!" 


WARNING : MATURE CONTENTS !!!!


NOTE : This is the first addition of "FATE" Series. There will be other books adapting the characters from here in the near future. 


~~~~ Our Cursed Fate ~~~~~{Book 1}

 ( Falling in love was our cursed fate) 

 [NOVEL FEATURES MATURE CONTENTS] 



Let's roam around into the parallel world of modern vampires and werewolves where they were living peacefully maintaining their own rules and regulations decided by the both mighty kings from two clans. But the cold war between werewolves and vampires still existed silently. 

What if a forbidden desire arouses from two different creatures? But their reunion will only shatter the peace between two clans.. 



Lilianah Winston, the most beautiful, childish, reckless, precious princess of the werewolf's clan who had always a crush on the dashing, cold blooded, handsome hunk Vampire Crown Prince Eric Salazar since her childhood!! 

 Growing up into an young beautiful lady, she couldn't control herself from falling for this vampire prince more and more. Even getting all the harsh warnings from her sorrounding people, she couldn't stop herself to chase the man she desires, treasures always.. Indeed Love is too blind to follow any damn logic. 

But how is it possible?? 

 Being born as each others sworn enemy, will it be possible ever to love each others wholeheartedly? 

Once someone said that "Beauty is poison" even this goes same to Lilianah.Being an undeniable beauty she is still unknown about the mysteries,dark sides of her own life.

 What will happen when their dark secrets will come out in front of each others leading to a disaster? Can love overcome the hate & revenge? 

Will Lilianah and Eric ever be together or the blame on their cursed fate for being born in enemies clan will remain forever?? 

Was it really their cursed fate to fall in love?? 

Find out the forbidden love story... 


{Note: Book isn't entirely edited. Only few chapters have been edited and will upload the edited version soon. Current editor and proofreader @Aurora Hiya} 


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June 14, 2013 – 11 Am Friday - Malibu
"*whistle* *whistle*"
Bruce, a bald man in his 50s, wearing a Hawaiian shirt, happily trots barefoot by the beach in a bright and hot California morning. Unlike other rich folks of his age, Bruce is spry and in good health.
"Hey there." He suddenly sits on the sand, beside three young bikini-clad women lying on their own beach mats, peacefully bathing in the sun.
"Hey." The brown- haired lady lying nearest Bruce, politely responds as she scans him through her sunglasses.
"Nice day, huh?" The man starts small talk.
"…" The ladies quickly catch on the man's intentions.
"Yeah. Are you from around here?" the brunette in the group ask.
"Yeah. I've got a new place over there." Bruce points over his shoulder.
"…" The ladies look at the direction of a group of fancy beach houses, all in modern design, all having at least two floors.
"Oh? Which one?" The blonde asks.
"That one with the solid white walls." The man coolly says referring to the biggest and what seems to be the most newly built house.
"wow…" The ladies say skeptically.
"May I offer you ladies a drink?" Bruce asks.
"Nah. Our boyfriends are buying some for us right now." The blonde lies.
"…" Bruce looks at the ladies' stuff and he does not see anything that belongs to a man.
"Well then, too bad. I'll see you around ladies. If you guys wanna hang out somewhere, you know where to find me." Bruce can only gracefully receive the rejection as he stands up and brushes the sand off his butt.  
As Bruce walks back to his house, he is almost annoyed by a question from a stranger he passed by.
"hEh heh.. Bad day, dude?" A suntanned blonde young man sitting on his surfboard, asks.
"The day isn't over yet, DUDE." Bruce says, not bothering to squabble with who he deems a loser.
A few minutes later, *slide* *thud* Bruce enters his house.
"*sniff* *ahhhh*" Bruce takes a deep breath to calm down his agitation of the two slights he received a few minutes ago.
Bruce then goes to the fridge, pours himself a cup of something cold, and drinks it. After finally calming down, he goes to his living room and plops himself on the couch. Looking around the interior of the house, Bruce cannot help but thank the easy sell he did two weeks ago.
"Thank f*ck, some idiot bought my overpriced shares." Bruce takes in the beauty of the modern interior design of his house and it calms him down entirely.
*ring* *ring*
Bruce immediately answers an unexpected phone call.
While he likes Malibu and his new house, he is not home and his friends are not around, so any call from any friend is welcome.
/Hey Bruce. How's it goin?/
"I'm doing great, Allen. I'm just bored." Bruce replies.
/You're in LA! Blow, Booze, Blunt, and gold diggin' B*tches! What's to be bored about?/ Allen says.
"You know me, they get old quick." Bruce scoffs.
/ Well, what about REAL women? I heard you recently bought a house in Malibu. That's heaven right there! There's no way you can't charm even one of them./
"Not my day today." Bruce says.
/Not your day. Tell you what? Today is not MY day!/ Allen says.
"What happened?" Bruce asks in slight worry.
/Nah. I just regret selling my Pixie shares to you./ Allen says.
"What?" Bruce is confused.
/You know! The new f*ckin film! 'Snow White' was it? I'm pretty sure it's gonna fuckin sell./ Allen reports.
"Oh… That..." Allen's mind starts running a mile a minute.
/They released a trailer. I'll send a link to your Facebook./ Allen says.
A minute later, Bruce is by his home computer.  
[[[*wham* 
-From the makers of 'The Toy Prince' - 
*chimes* 
- a 'Grimm's Fairy Tales' story -
*chimes*
- An Isaac Yawat Film -
*fade to black* 
*Piano chord in minor* 
'Mirror Mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?' A shot of a caped woman in front of a mirror fades in. 
'You my queen, are fair. But Snow-white is a thousand times fairer than you.' The mirror replies 
*PIANO CHORD IN MINOR!* 
'Bring me her!' 
*wham* 
'I will, my queen.' The huntsman says.
*piano in major*
'My Name is snow white'
*orchestral music intensifies*
*snow white dancing with a prince*
*snow white playing in the forest with dwarves*
*Music stops*
'Be careful, Snow-white. Be careful of the queen.']]]
"…" Although he finished watching the 50-second trailer, Bruce's eyes are still on the computer monitor.
/Right? I can't believe it's gonna be a children's film! Bruce, you lucky bastard!/ Allen's voice from his phone pulls Bruce out of his daze.
"Y-yeah… I'll call you back, Allen." Bruce drops the call.
Bruce then sinks down on his leather chair, a huge feeling of regret washes over him.
"…" Looking at the nice interior again of his house, he no longer feels an ego boost from it but instead a consolation of defeat.
*ring* *ring* Bruce's phone rings again.
"Hello…" Bruce answers absentmindedly.
/Bruce, you haven't sold your shares, have you?/ A former Pixie shareholder calls Bruce this time.
"I did." Bruce can only admit.
/HAH! I'm not the only one! PUHAHAHA! Hey! Call  the others too! / The caller laughs in glee.  
~~~~~
~~~~~
1PM – Pixie Studios, Pasadena California
"Nice doing business with you." Konner and Oscar, the two founders of Pixie Studios, shake hands with the two executives of Tisney Media.
"No. Thank you for choosing us. Anything that Isaac touches turn to gold." One of the Tisney executives says.
"I hope that next time, we can partner up with the marketing too." The other executive says.
"Yes. When we have a chance." Konner says.
The executives can only bitterly smile at Konner's meaning and at not getting more. With that, they nod and leave the office with their lawyer. Pixie's lawyers also leave the room from the non-verbal urging of the two founders.
Konner and Oscar just sealed a distribution deal with Tisney Media with Tisney getting a fixed 17.5% of the gross sales and they are feeling great.
"Heh. The hell? It's not like we don't know how it is. Don't they know we chose them just because we were former colleagues." Oscar scoffs.
"Damn right. Thank goodness, Tayaw allowed us to use 'Isaac'. Oh. And the marketing too.." Konner shakes his head.
"Phew… at least we're back in theaters after 5 years." Oscar sighs, his shoulders feeling lighter for the first time in years.
"Yeah…" Konner agrees.  
Oscar and Konner, both in their 40s, are childhood friends. The two spent their 20's and 30's working for Tisney's animated films. Oscar was a 2d animator and Konner a former producer.
In the late 90s, when 3 dimensional games are starting to become a thing, the two immediately realized that if games can be 3 dimensional, so can be animated films. With that, the two left Tisney, took a loan, established Pixie, hired software developers, and they started developing various software for 3d animation.
Over the years, Pixie has adapted various classic cartoons and fairy tales into 3d animated films. While their films often do not appear on theaters, being their target audience children, they have made a lot of money from DVD sales, stuffed toys, and other merchandise.
"We took a gamble buying the animated rights for Grimm's Fairy Tales. I have to say, I was wrong, Oscar." Konner says.
"I was uncertain too until Tayaw came." Oscar shakes his head.
In 2010, when they barely profited from their last film, Pixie reached not only an impetus but an incoming bankruptcy. The two founders however decided to ignore the threat and decided to reset the company's priorities from making cash cows into original ones. Just in time for their change in priorities, Grimm's Fairy Tales came along. The two became desperate and they pooled their resources and sold some shares just to buy the animation rights of Grimm's Fairy Tales Volume 1. Even though they secured the rights, they were still unsure whether the fanbase of the novel will see their film adaptation.
They even became more desperate. Instead of recycling their existing materials, the two made their employees animate a new environment for 'Snow White'. Instead of their usual way of animating two or three films at a time, the two also decided that all employees focus on working on 'Snow White' alone. They have gone all out with no way turning back.
They have even prepared to go in debt in case 'Snow White' fails. However, they found hope once Tayaw came in the picture. With Tayaw's input with the music, the cinematography, and other more details, Oscar and Konner saw that 'Snow White' will not just become a short-term cash cow but a candidate to become a modern animation classic.  
  "If this goes well, I'm thinking of selling him another 2%." Oscar says.
"…" Konner is dumbfounded.
"Do you really want him to be the majority owner?" Konner asks.
"Haha, I'm kidding." Oscar chuckles.
"Heh.. Well, we're all satisfied with the current arrangement. But you know, it's not a bad idea either. We can just let him manage the company while we sit our asses around waiting to cash in." Konner says, half-jokingly.
"Tayaw just worked with our people for a few days and their loyalty are already switching, whether they know it or not. Someday, we might as well give up control. I'd rather have Pixie grow in his hands instead of it dying in our arms." Oscar shrugs.  
~~~~~
Hollywood Blvd – 6 pm
"Hey."
"Hey babe." Bas kisses Lauren as soon as she gets in his car.
"How was work?" Bas asks as he drives the car away from the parking lot of Lauren's work place.
"ugh. I hate it. You know Rissa? That b*tch is really getting on my nerves. You know what she said this morning? She …" Bas can only let Rissa tell him about her day.
He learned a long time ago that Lauren is just venting and the best he can do is to offer her an ear.
"…and you know what I said?" Lauren says.
"What?" Bas asks.
"I said 'B*tch. Mind your own business.' Hmph! She's talking like she…" Lauren continues.
Bas' focus however is waning. While he can offer Lauren an ear, he cannot do so for long periods of time.
"*********?" Lauren's tone rises.
'Oh shit. That's a question.' Bas panics a bit, not catching Lauren's words.
"Well. What are you gonna do about it?" Bas says, taking a shot in the dark.
"I don't know. I can't tell him to f*ck off either. He was probably just having a bad day." Lauren says.
"Uhuh.. Yeah. Give him a chance. If he's like that all the time, then he's got a problem. And if he's got a problem with you, just call me." Bas says, taking a guess, and running with it.
"Thanks babe." Lauren says, now on a lighter mood. Bas sighs in relief.  
"Which film are we gonna see babe?" Bas asks.
"Miss Sellers! I've read the book, and I can't wait to see the characters!" Lauren says.
"…" Bas almost grunts in disappointment.
A minute later, they arrive at their favorite theater.  
"… That's weird…" Bas says as him and Lauren walk to the ticket booth.
"What is?" Lauren asks.
"Look. Miss Sellers have more ladies lining up. 'Gold, Blood, and The Deer' have more guys lining up." Bas says.
"Huh…" Lauren nods at the observation, not bothering to get deeper to it.
Bas also notices that the few men in the queue for Miss Sellers are with their respective partners. "…" He cannot help but also notice that the men are eyeing the queue for Gold, Blood, and the Deer.
'I guess I'm not the only one.' Bas chuckles.
"Two tickets for Miss Sellers, please." Lauren purchases the tickets.
Bas can only try and keep up an amicable expression as they join the queue for Miss Sellers.
A few minutes later, outgoing moviegoers start filtering out of the theater that screened Gold, Blood, and the Deer. Bas cannot help but eavesdrop on the conversations.
"Dude. How was it?"
"Man. It's awesome. I feel like I paid too little for the tickets."
"That good, huh? Alright thanks man."
"Yeah. Enjoy dude."  
Bas looks at the other guys in the Miss Sellers queue and he notices that they too are eavesdropping at the outgoing moviegoers.
'Alright. Screw it…' Bas takes a deep breath and faces Lauren.  
"Babe… You know I love you, right?" Bas starts.
"I love you too babe." Lauren says.
"Yeah. But I really wanna see Isaac's film." Bas says.
Lauren's pretty face freezes.
"You know I don't like him." Lauren says.
"Well. Let's separate the man from his creation, yeah? My friends already saw it and I'm the only one who has not." Bas says.
"Y-ou don't like watching movies with me, do you? Do you even like going to movies with me?" Lauren says, expressing offense.
'This… is this that move Isaac was talking about in the forum? … It's … I hope not' Bas thinks to himself.
"No. No babe. I like going to movies with you.  My friends invited me to see it yesterday, but I didn't. I'd rather see it with you ." Bas continues.
"But… I like Miss Sellers…" Lauren says, pouting and acting cutely pitiful.
'Okay… This is what Isaac was talking about. Offense, acting cute to get what she wants… Okay. I'll take the bait.' Bas quickly processes.
"Okay. Never mind then. I'm sorry. I'll just go see Gold Blood and the Deer some other time, ALONE." Bas says.
'Isaac's right. Damn it.' Bas curses inside.  
"Babe.. Wait. Do you really want to see it that badly?" Lauren asks, realizing that this is the first time in forever that Bas expressed what he wants.
"Yeah. But if you really want to see Miss Sellers together, then I'm fine with it too." Bas says not wanting to start an argument.
Lauren however, notices the disappointment in Bas's eyes.
"O-okay then…" With that, the queue moves and Lauren enters the cinema with guilt in her heart.  


A/N : Alt Title - Jack of Entertainment 

Title : Jack of Arts

Synopsis:
Tayaw is a talented musician who never got to fulfill his potential. After losing his purpose in an unfulfilled life full of regrets; he is given the chance to go back in time and do everything over again.Along with a mysterious gift and an unclear mission, Tayaw starts a new life, this time making his mark to the world.
"Tayaw is a once in a hundred years musical artist! I just wish he was born in my generation"
- Buddy Rich, two-time Gramophone Award winner
"I admit he's a good musician, but he's an author first and foremost. He is changing the world of literature for the better."
- Helena Paddington, Outcault Prize for Fiction winner, Sohlman Prize for Literature winner.
"Despite being a musician and an author, he is to me, the greatest blessing to the film industry. This is his era."
- Heo Dong-jun, two-time Academy Award winner for Best Director and three-time nominee.

"I don't like him. Why does he use actors who didn't train and grind on the stage? He says he doesn't like my acting? What the hell does the kid know about acting? I've won awards for f*cks sake!"
- Merrell Street, five-time Academy Award winner for Best Actor, three-time Toby Award winner for Best Actor.




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A ground work for a novel idea in the future.
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English is not my first language so excuse my limited vocabulary and bad grammar. thanks

The price fell!
As Fang Yuan's price fell, Xie Bao Shu and the other sellers had to lower their prices too after a few days.
However, they did not lower their prices much, they were in sync — at the same price as Fang Yuan.
"I am a newcomer in the year Gu business, my identity is mysterious and unknown, compared to me, Xie Bao Shu, Rong Xin, and Wang Ming Yue are reputed figures with many years of experience, they are deeply trusted. Thus, as long as they lower their prices to match me, those who want to buy year Gu will approach them instead."
Fang Yuan knew deeply about the plan of Xie Bao Shu and the rest.
This was the advantage that Xie Bao Shu and the rest had over Fang Yuan, their years of being in the business had deeply affected the buyers, it was not a joke.
"However… so what if they do this?" Fang Yuan smiled lightly.
On the day Xie Bao Shu and the rest lowered their prices, Fang Yuan lowered his price again.
The Gu Immortals in treasure yellow heaven were focusing on this huge price war, the moment Fang Yuan lowered his price, news spread rapidly, before long, many of the forces and Gu Immortals concerned about this matter learned about it.
"After hearing that Xie Bao Shu lowered his price, I wanted to buy from him. After all, I do that every year."
"True, except I prefer Rong Xin's goods."
"But that fourth seller lowered his price again, he is truly rich, he wants to challenge the three main sellers."
The buyers were overjoyed and relaxed, in this price war, they were the ones who benefited the most.
Staying on the fence and watching this show, it was a very joyful thing to see.
At the same price level, Fang Yuan was not their match, but the moment he lowered his prices, his advantage became huge.
After all, Fang Yuan's goods were very high quality and cheap, would those Gu Immortals be so stupid as to buy expensive goods instead?
Thus for the following day, Fang Yuan's business was booming, the other three sellers had no business.
After hearing this, Central Continent Gu Immortal Rong Xin laughed, coldly of course.
He spoke with the other two: "Very interesting, this person really wants to challenge us to a price war."
Wang Ming Yue smiled: "All these years, nobody could match our status. This time, I want to see how strong this person is."
Xie Bao Shu added: "Then let us lower our prices too."
There was nothing to say, since Fang Yuan reduced his prices, the other three sellers followed, their price was the same as Fang Yuan's year Gu.
They had hesitated earlier already. Since Fang Yuan was initiating the 'war', the three Gu Immortals were confident in their finances, they followed relentlessly.
During the second price reduction.
There was a small commotion in treasure yellow heaven.
The rest of the Gu Immortals started to get excited, because they knew that this was only the second price fall, the war had just started, there was going to be a third and fourth time later.
"But it will depend on the mysterious fourth seller on when he reduces his price again."
"Any price reduction is a fall in profits for the seller himself. Earlier, the fourth seller initiated the war, while the three main sellers have no fear in joining in, they had full confidence in themselves."
"That's right, the third reduction might be coming soon, but we do not know when."
The Gu Immortals conversed among each other.
Normally speaking, it was very common to reduce prices in such situations, but there was an interval between each reduction.
Because the seller needs to observe the market and think about the decisions to make.
Reducing the price was a double-edged sword, it could undercut the competitors, but it would harm one's own benefits.
If the seller saw good prospects in the market, they might not reduce prices anymore. They needed to defend their own benefits, if they reduce the prices further, even if they increase the quantity sold, they would not earn much profits, after all, competitors would reduce prices too.
If the sellers refuse to give in and constantly reduce prices, competing without restraint, they would collapse together.
There were basically no Gu Immortals who would do this and ruin the market for everyone.
The sellers were not stupid, they wanted to earn profits, if they only cared about competition and disregarded profits, why would they sell anything?
Sellers were smart, but buyers were intelligent too.
After the three sellers reduced their price to Fang Yuan's level, they stopped buying, the sales of year Gu became very 'pathetic'. Because the most crucial person in this price war was Fang Yuan.
And the moment Fang Yuan reduced his price, they would buy a bit.
Why?
Firstly, in terms of prices, Fang Yuan selling at a lower price would be more beneficial to them. Of course, they were encouraging him to continue competing with the three sellers and reduce prices. Eventually, Fang Yuan will be unable to endure it, because the one to lower the prices will suffer losses. But after the prices reach the lower limit, the buyers would benefit the most.
If the four sellers end up at the same price, they would not buy the year Gu from Fang Yuan.
A price war made good use of such psychological tactics.
After the second price reduction, the four sellers reached the same price again. Fang Yuan's actions were out of expectations, he was paying close attention to treasure yellow heaven, the moment the three sellers reduced their price, he reacted and reduced his own price again.
"Hmm?!" Many people were astonished, Fang Yuan's reaction was simply too fast.
And from his speed, many people could sense his firm and determined attitude.
"He is well prepared for this." Rong Xin sighed, he felt a little pressure as he had the least stock among the sellers.
Towards the later stages of this price war, when the commodity prices are low, sales would boom. By then, if he had low stock, it would be very awkward.
There are buyers but no goods?
Not only would he be out of the game, buyers would think of him as unreliable, his reputation accumulated over the years would be ruined.
Rong Xin did not want that to happen.
He asked others to refine year Gu at full speed to replenish his stock while thinking if he should reduce prices again.
More specifically, if he should reduce the price until his competitors could not and dare not try to follow him, because it would result in major losses.
But he would not lower prices by too much, buyers must continue to think that they could continue watching without doing anything.
In that case, as long as he had enough time, Rong Xin could replenish his stocks and win at the final moments of the price war.
"However, in this case, if I reduce prices drastically, the other two parties will know that I do not have much stock now." Rong Xin was very hesitant.
Since he could think of this to alleviate his crisis, the other two parties were also experienced sellers, they could naturally deduce his current situation.
Deductions were not hard to do.
People with experience were sensitive to such changes.
That way, if Rong Xin did this, he would be exposing his weakness, he would likely get kicked out of the game earlier.
Thus, not only was he hesitant, he had a headache.
A huge headache.
Because he needed to think about the buyer and seller mentality while also paying attention to his competitors.
Right when he was hesitant and indecisive, Xie Bao Shu and Wang Ming Yue lowered their prices again.
The price fell like earlier, maintained at the same level as Fang Yuan.
They had sufficient stock, especially Wang Ming Yue, they were not anxious. Since Fang Yuan wanted to compete and reduce prices, they would follow. After all, they would gain the market share if prices were equal, they had a huge advantage.
This was the third drop in prices.
After hearing news, Fang Yuan laughed heartily as cold light shone in his eyes: "In that case, I will speed things up."
This time, he lowered prices again. And this fall was drastic, far beyond the earlier rounds.
This time, there was a huge commotion in treasure yellow heaven!
The buyers were excited, this was the result that they wanted, they had waited so long for this victorious moment.
"It fell by this much?!" Xie Bao Shu had a solemn expression, he could feel Fang Yuan's overpowering attitude. If the earlier few rounds were light punches, this was a heavy kick.
But Xie Bao Shu had to react to it.
If not, he would be kicked out of this war.
Buyers had no loyalty after all, price wars were very cruel.
Xie Bao Shu was the first to lower prices, followed by Wang Ming Yue as they reached the same prices again.
Rong Xin had a huge headache!
He had wanted to drop his prices drastically earlier, but in his moment of hesitation, the opponent acted before he did anything.
This way, not only would his earlier plans be ruined, if he wanted to go ahead with it, he would need to reduce his prices even further.
But that would be a dangerous price, because if it becomes lower than the usual year Gu sale price of previous years, the buyers would start buying enthusiastically.
"Or maybe that mysterious seller has little stock? He has the same plan as me?" Rong Xin had his final bit of hope.
He was the last to reduce his price, following the other three.
"They all lowered their prices. Hahaha." The buyers were very happy, but the happiest part had yet to come.
When Rong Xin lowered his price, Fang Yuan continued to lower his year Gu price again.
And this time, it was even larger than before.
Treasure yellow heaven was in a commotion!
The three sellers were shocked!
"This fellow… this will be a tough one…" Xie Bao Shu had a grim expression, he was originally relaxed and cool, he acted casually and without emotions, but now he could not contain himself anymore.
Fang Yuan reduced the prices and shrunk the profits of the year Gu business, for the three sellers, if they followed, they would suffer great loss of profits!
"He is going all-out." Wang Ming Yue was tongue-tied, she had a chilly feeling.
She had not felt this for a long time already.


With his Three Fundamental Views* unrighteous, the demon is reborn.
An old dream in the ancient days, a new author with an identical name.
An old story about a time traveler who was constantly being reborn.
An eccentric world that grows, cultivates, and uses Gu. 
The Spring Autumn Cicada, Moonlight Gu, Liquor worm, Comprehensive Golden Light Worm, Fine Black Hair Gu, Hope Gu. . . . . .
And a peerless great demon that freely acts to his heart’s content.
Translator's Synopsis: 
A story of a villain, Fang Yuan who was reborn 500 years into the past with the Spring Autumn Cicada he painstakingly refined. With his profound wisdom, battle and life experiences, he seeks to overcome his foes with skill and wit! Ruthless and amoral, he has no need to hold back as he pursues his ultimate goals. In a world of cruelty where one cultivates using Gu - magical creatures of the world - Fang Yuan must rise up above all with his own power.
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Gu is a legendary venomous insect, often used in black magic practices. It can take on the form of several insects, usually snakes, crickets, worms etc.
* = one's world view, values of worth and philosophy on life 


"Auntie, ten pounds of red beans."
In front of a soy products shop, Yehong said.
The owner of the shop is a 40- to 50-year-old aunt. When she saw Ye Hongsheng's tender face and carrying so many things on her body, she couldn't help but be surprised in her face: "The young man is very powerful, is this helping the family? "
Yehong nodded and said nothing.
Hurry up, we don't have time to chat with an aunt!
"Oh, little handsome boy, what aunt is called, they call others old.
Sister Scream, how about giving you a 20% discount? "
Ye Hongyue didn't speak, but the aunt felt that the young adult Yehong was quite interesting, and couldn't help trying to tease him.
"..."
"Ding! The entry-level charm trigger, the master-level professor skills trigger, continue chatting has a high probability of triggering product discounts."
 撩... Sister?
Ye Hong looked up and looked at an old aunt, shouting without hesitation: "Sister."
Ye Hong said he didn't know what it was.
"Giggle!" Aunt laughed suddenly.
In the end, Ye Hong used only half the price to carry ten pounds of red beans out of the store.
He touched his chin, and after considering whether he could eat by his face.
"Fairy!"
Just as Ye Hong was about to go home, a cry of tears broke out from the side.
Ye Hongning looked and found that he was an old man who fell to the ground.
He was pointing at a figure in the crowd who was constantly fleeing and shouted: "Human traffickers! The human traffickers robbed my granddaughter! Everyone will help him to catch him!"
But the voices in the vegetable market were noisy and chaotic, and the old man's voice was overwhelmed.
There was a little girl in the arms of that figure, who should be the granddaughter of the old man, and disappeared into the crowd of people in a blink of an eye.
The old man seemed to be hurting his waist and could not stand up, only crying anxiously and helplessly on the ground with old tears.
 "Who will help me...oooooooo... Fairy!"
When Ye Hong followed his father to the bazaar when he was a kid, he was also almost abducted by traffickers.
So the old man's bleak and helpless expression suddenly touched Ye Hong's heart.
The cruelest thing in the world is to watch the loved ones disappear before their eyes!
Every time I saw those families in the news reports that were hurt terribly by the traffickers, Yehong could not wait to stab the traffickers!
Yehong decided to help the poor old man.
He looked calm, closed his eyes quietly, and put all his attention on his ears.
The noisy vocals continually penetrated through the ear holes.
Vegetable sellers, meat sellers, yelling, bargaining, calling...
The sounds were filtered by Ye Hong's ears. He wanted to find the sound he wanted to hear!
"Ding! Identify the sound, listen to +1, and upgrade to a mastery level. Current progress: 11100."
Those noisy sounds became ordered in an instant.
A tender and weak cry, among the countless voices, clearly reached Ye Hong's ear.
"grandfather..."
"Found it!" Ye Hong's eyes opened instantly.
The position of the trafficker has been locked by Ye Hong through this tender voice!
"It's not a waste of being so tortured by those two old and shameless nights..."
Carrying the big bag and the little bag, Ye Hong came to the desperate old man and put the things beside him: "Let me see the things, I will help you bring your granddaughter back!"
 The old man was stunned for a moment, but Ye Hong had already penetrated the crowd.
"Ding! Body flexibility +1, current progress: 110, current level: entry level."
"Ding! Dodge ability +1, current progress: 110, current level: entry level."
"Ding! Short-distance sprint ability +1..."
"Ding!..."
Ye Hong's ear tightly captured the faint cry, his body was like a loach, flexibly passing through the crowd gap quickly.
Immediately before reaching the exit of the vegetable market, Ye Hong finally saw the figure of the trafficker!

Wash your face once, improve your face value, raise your hand, increase your arm strength, read a book, improve your knowledge… it becomes stronger every second without limit, and from then on, Ye Hong began his journey of hegemony, healing, cooking God, Car God, God of Learning, God of War… Dominate the whole field!

"Zach, I just confirmed what we had been thinking all along. Angelica Marie your ex wife and Anastaxia Maria your dead wife.. They are the same person."
"You can't be serious Emmanuel!" His voice rose several octave. The unrealistic truth rendered him with the biggest shock of his life.
"Why would I kid at this too complicated situation?" He took the the cup of coffee and took a sip. The tension was drying Emmanuel's throat.
Zach shook his head. Eman was right why would he be kidding at times like this? The day Xia died, their life had been filled with mystery that kept them curious to know the truth up to now.
It was not Emmanuel's forte to kid around and say a practical joke as the one he said. Of all his friends, it was Emmanuel who was the serious one
"And here I thought Anastaxia and Angelica are long lost twins." He brushed his head in exasperation wondering how the hell that happened.
"It what my assumption at first. However, Catherine, my younger sister happened to be investigating the case and she found out the truth." Eman replied too seriously.
The Cafe they were inside was now filled with patrons but it the noise around them drowned from their own thoughts. They ignored the crowd that had been looking at them the moment they entered the place.
They have a hard time to absorb the shocking truth that none of them expected. It was the last thing they thought and it was actually the truth. It was the first time in their whole life to met such a remarkable case of Multiple Personality Disorder.
Emmanuel handed him a thick piece of sealed envelope. It was heavier than he imagine and took it with both hands then gently lay it on the table. His cup of coffee was already forgotten. His full attention was now settled on the contents inside.
Zachary Benedict opened the envelope with his fingers trembling as the feeling of excitement and dread poured at the same time. He discovered It contains birth certificate, old pictures actually there are lots of them, hand written notes and many more document that all pointed on the same woman.
"She have a hard life Zach." Emmanuel said softly knowing that he was in pain watching the evidence in his fingers. "It was the street which serve as her home Zach until she was taken into an orphanage that made her life. much much worse."
Zachary Benedict swallowed hard and fought back the tears by clenching his fist under the table. Watching the pictures he held in his fingers made him realize that during Xia's younger years, there was none which captured her smile. All the pictures he held contained the woman hardened by time. Her round eyes were cold while her lips was firmly pressed together into a thin line like an adult when she was just ten years old at the picture.
Xia's younger self was bullied most of the time because she was born different than the rest around her who had been born with an ordinary face and an ordinary personality. Her well kept hair fell from her waist like a beautiful silvery waterfall while her rare grey eyes spoke a thousand of emotion when one looks upon it. 
The beauty that would have been praised by the higher society if she happened to be influential backfired. Instead, it is what she was hated for. Her amazing rare beauty was a double edged sword that started all the hate around her. Poor Xia! She was just an innocent orphan trying to fit in but in the end she was treated differently.
"She's almost fifteen years old that time Zach . It's just the beginning for another hell for her." Emman butt in after seeing the picture he was now holding. "She was at the age of fifteen that she was recruited to be an Assassin. I could say that none of them ever guessed she's going to be their top legend assassin.
Zachary Benedict cursed inwardly as he fought back not to punch Emmanuel in the face for making him feel worst. Just looking at the picture was already painful and he need not remind him of the pain Xia suffered under the heartless and selfish individuals who was taking her as hostage to serve them.
He cleared his throat in order to stop the tears amd eventually returned all the pictures including some other documents for him to examine once he was inside the privacy of his room.
"I thinks she develop her mental illness due to the trauma she had experience that all began when she was an innocent child Zach." Emmanuel took the coffee to his mouth and drank the contents until to the last drop.
He on the other hand, had not touched his coffee even once. He was a coffee addict and there's not a cup of coffee he will allow to pass without even drinking. However, today was different he will surely throw up if he force himself to drink the coffee's bitterness. He lost his appetite and he was sure as hell that he was not going to eat lunch, nor dinner.
"Her soul was beautiful." He began, looking on the distance with no one in particular as he imagined her sweet smiling face looking at him with appreciation. "She'd been through a lot of difficulty that her soul created someone strong enough to handle all the pain which her single soul cannot manage. That personality of hers thought her how to be simply her. It thought her to smile and to be happy."
Despite what had happened he start to smile as he remembered how she became so strong that he admired everything about her. Most especially he admire her unyielding courage.
"Have you forgiven her for almost killing you Zach?" Eman asked without filters.
"It was her duty to kill me but she did not. She spare me from death so I could marry her someday in the form of Xia. I would be forever grateful for her. Yes, I forgive her already." He replied and he felt the lighter as if a heavy burden had been lifted away from his chest.
"I was expecting for you to say that." Emman replied and took another sip to his cup only to realize it was empty already.
"I must be going now. " Zach said standing up already. I still have to buy a ring before I return to Brittania."
"Whoa? You're getting married Zach?" Emman was dumfounded as he slowly digest his words. He almost knock dow the cup on the top of the table from the intense shock.
"Yes, I'm getting married. You're the best man." He added before leaving out of the door in a hurry.
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Zachary Benedict entered the Jewelry shop and from that moment everyone turned to his direction in surprise. It seems he was easily recognized. However, he was thankful when no one came to bother him as he began to choose the best ring for the woman he love.
The Jewelry shop was the best in all the jewelry shop in Cordova. It was actually Michael Angelo, his now best friend who recommended him the shop. He was not disappointed after eyeing the display, they are all beautiful and magnificent. However he was searching for something else. Once he sees it he will understand what he was looking for.
"Can you recommend me something else? Probably your best sellers?" He inquired politely to the sales lady.
"Please follow me, this way Sir." She lead him to the opposite side of the store where a heavily vaulted selections of couple ring are hidden.
"Our current best sellers Sir is the Puzzle couple ring, the eternity couple ring and lastly, the infinity bond."
The items was presented to him and he intently choose the ring which he will give Anne tomorrow. Among the top three designs presented on him the Eternity ring captured his attention most. It's as if the ring was pulling him to actually buy it.
The Eternity ring was simple yet elegant looking with dotted diamonds on the center. He knew that the ring will look so good to Anne's dainty fingers.
"I will buy this one." He finally decided as he try to conceal the excitement on his tone.
"Very well Sir, what size you wanted?"
"Please give me five and twelve." He mumbled then paid the item with his card without glancing at the price that caused a fortune.
He happily walk out of the Jewry store with the wedding ring now on bis hands. He can't wait to return this evening to Brittania to propose with Anne. He missed her badly that a week without seeing her was torture for him.
When he arrives to Brittania, he will be quick to propose so he could marry her. He knew what Anne will be shock to see her tonight. Finnally, He will met again. 


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Xia, heiress of the Echevarria clan runs away from home after she caught her future husband into her step sister’s bed after a wild night of sex. Disguised like a nerd to hide her true beauty and identity, she hides to the country of Belavia to start a new fresh life.

Xia suddenly meets Zachary Benedict Kassanov, the enigmatic CEO of the Blaze Empire Company and at the same time the Crown Prince of the Country. She instantly becomes his secretary.

Just like Tom and Jerry, Xia and Zach could not get along with each other. She was made of fire and he made of ice, they are an impossible match. But as the saying goes, the opposite attracts. They soon found their selves entangle in the web of love.

Just like every ordinary love story the biggest test to their relationship began. On the day of their church wedding, Zachary Benedict's father dies in an assassination. He was suddenly forced to sit on the throne as the king of Belavia.

It was a decree for the King of Belavia to marry a woman of the highest rank. Xia was not a princess and Zach could no longer marry her. Their life was suddenly shattered.

Zach was soon assassinated but Xia shields his body with her own and die... But that is what they thought.

After a lengthy coma Xia, she wakes up and realizes she has become a totally different woman. Gone was her nerdy and unattractive look. She became a beauty that could launch a thousand ships.

It was not only her physical appearance that changed but her disposition as well after discovering she had a child with Zach. Which she eventually hides from the world as she joins the Selection... And she wins!! 

She steps into the throne and becomes the admirable Queen of Brittania and marries Azrael Cain Raine, Zachary Benedict's mortal enemy. She suddenly seeks retribution to the enemies who wronged her in the past.

"Well, Eric, would you let my publishing house take care of your book ?" Michael Klaus didn't try to hide his intentions, as he very bluntly said.
 
Eric looked at the already printed and bounded manuscript that the black girl gave him, and said to Michael Klaus: "I'm sorry, Michael, though I appreciate your recognition, but you know, I want to try my luck with some of the larger publishing houses. Parents hope for their children to make it to the Ivy League, don't they ?"
 
Michael did not have the slightest expression of contempt or displeasure as he smiled and said: "Eric, you don't seem to have a full understanding of those large publishing companies, maybe we could find a place to talk, I know a cafe not far from here, my treat, how about it ?"
 
Eric took back the manuscript, and put it into his bag as he straightforwardly replied: "I'm sorry, Michael, I'm late for work, if in the future my manuscript gets rejected by those publishers, I will contact you."
 
Eric carried his backpack and got out of the printing shop, he started his car and drove towards the restaurant.
Michael hesitated a little, before immediately rushing out of the shop, getting into his car and following him. He had a feeling that if he missed this opportunity, he might regret it forever. This feeling he got was 30% because the Jurassic Park novel and 70% because of that young man called Eric.
 
Although he had only read the top half of the novel, Michael was surprised by the lad's knowledge. It had to be known that teens his age may have never heard of genetic engineering, chaos theory, nanotechnology and other high-tech factors. But not only was this kid well documented, he also used that vocabulary in a way that didn't actually make you lose interest in the novel, and instead added to the fascinating twists of the plot.
 
He had seen many types of sci-fi novels, but most of them used those scientific terms in a very boring way, that type of fiction was obviously not for all types of readers.
 
Eric parked his car on the parking lot and turned around to find a black car stopping not far away. Michael Klaus got out, he had apparently followed him. This served to satisfy Eric's vanity. His favourable impression of Michael was seriously growing.
 
"Hey, Eric-"  Michael waved his hand and was about to speak when Eric pointed at his watch and said: "That, Michael, you see, it's nine and I work in this Italian restaurant as a waiter, if you don't mind ordering breakfast, the bar and restaurant are basically deserted before 10 o'clock." Michael nodded knowingly and followed Eric as he walked into a restaurant.
 
Eric changed his clothes and came out, Michael had been sitting at a window seat, an empty breakfast plate in front of him.
 
"I explained the situation to Mr. Jeff, but you have to hurry." Eric sat across Michael, smiled and said: "I might be young, but I'm not that easily persuaded."
 
Michael laughed: "I believe after you hear my explanation you will certainly give it to me to publish. As I just said, you probably don't know those big publishers, but, I have worked at Simon & Schuster for eleven years, I did everything, from the most basic things to editing. Because I failed in the competition for the department manager position, I left and founded my own The Night Elves publishing house."
 
"What does that have to do with me ?" Because of his past life as a loser, Eric feared hearing about other people struggle stories, and couldn't help but interrupt.
 
"Relax, young man, I  just want to make you understand that I'm not kidding around and that my words are the truth. You know, I was originally editing reviews at first, every day I reviewed tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of words from drafts, although there were a lot of, ehm, bad manuscripts, there were also a lot of works that got published. At least 2000 different kinds of books make it each year. Even if you got published, they already have thousands of ongoing publications, how much promotional marketing resources do you think they'll use on a newbie ?"
 
Michael finished, stopped and took a sip of water, leaving Eric some room to process. Eric already got the idea but did not say anything, he kept staring at Michael, indicating him to keep going.
 
Michael followed:  "My publishing house might be small, but with my years of experience and knowledge on publishing and marketing, it has always been doing well. Science fiction, adventure, and horror novels, although we only publish about a dozen novels each year, we still have a certain amount of reputation in the industry. If you give Jurassic Park to me, I promise to put in all the resources we have towards promoting your novel in the shortest time possible and help Jurassic Park  build some fame. With my help, and under my guidance, your novel will have higher chances to make it into the bestseller list."
 
Michael laid all his cards on the table, then quietly waited for Eric's decision.
 
After hearing Michael's rant, Eric was still somewhat concerned. Even if a small publishing house put in all their resources, how much could that possibly be ?
 
His mind was still that of a middle-aged man, he had experienced a lot in his past life and had seen all kinds of people. So of course he wouldn't be so hot-blooded as to change his mind with only a few words. However, there were two points that Michael mentioned that kept hitting his sensitive strings:  in the shortest time possible,  and, help Jurassic Park build some fame.
 
No matter the era, fame had always been an intangible but incredibly useful asset. From Eric's point of view, the only obstacle to the implementation of his plan was his young age that would prevent him from receiving other's full trust and support.
 
But with enough fame, this shortcoming disappears. If an eighteen-year-old freshly graduated high school student were to become a movie director, people would just laugh in contempt. But if an eighteen-year-old talented writer becomes one, the results would definitely not be the same. Sure, there would still be criticism, but there would also be some who would think along the lines of: Damn, that genius kid is quite fierce.
 
Eric said: "I have to admit, Michael, you kinda moved me there. However, these are only promises, I still know nothing about your publishing house."
 
"It's very easy to change that," Michael calmly said: "One of the authors my publishing house is in charge of made it into the recent New York Times best-sellers list. Although he only made it into the last place, it didn't stop Twentieth Century Fox from purchasing the movie rights. It'll probably be made into a film in the following years."
 
Eric didn't doubt Michael's words, those kinds of things could be easily looked up. He said: "So, when do we start talking about this cooperation ?"
 
Michael was stunned for a second before stammering: "Y-you, you'll agree ?"
 
"Yes," Eric nodded and smiled, "To be honest, I just can't wait to see my novel hit the shelves."
 
"Alright so how about tonight ? I think you may need to work now." Michael pointed at the restaurant's entrance where guests were gradually increasing.
 
After the two men agreed on the meeting place, Michael left the restaurant satisfied.
 
"Eric, what did you talk about with that man ? You look unusually happy." Jeff asked. Eric had just told him that he had to discuss something important with a friend, so he was a bit curious.
 
Eric handed the menus over to the guests and then their orders to his colleagues in the kitchen, before replying: "Oh yeah, awesome news Jeff, that man is the owner of a publishing house, I will soon be published."
 
Jeff was a little confused, and asked as he looked at Eric strangely: "Publish a novel ? Didn't you tell me yesterday that you wanted to become a director, that you had written a script ? Are you going to give up on your dream so quickly to become a writer instead ?"
 
Eric said: "Of course not, my goal hasn't changed, writing won't prevent me from becoming a director now, will it ? The manuscript is in my backpack in the locker room, Jeff do you mind taking a look and giving me your opinion ?"
 
Jeff made his way to the locker room in puzzlement, he thought that Eric's novel would probably only be a thousand words short story, so when he saw the thick stack of paper that made up the manuscript, Jeff's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. There was definitely more than 150,000 words, in his entire life he probably hadn't even written so much !
 
He spent the lunch period busiest hours in leisure. The restaurant's staff was taken aback when they realized their boss seemed to have disappeared for several hours. For that old man who always hanged around to suddenly go AWOL, it was definitely weird.
 
When they were discussing if they should go look for him, Jeff came out from the locker room, patted Eric's shoulder and said: "Brilliant novel, you'll probably resign soon." With these words, Jeff left. Once their boss' figure disappeared, a group of people surrounded Eric to inquire about what happened.
 
And that's how, for the whole afternoon, from time to time waiters and kitchen staff members would take turns to go into the locker room to read Eric's work. A beautiful waitress even coyly asked him if she could take a it home.
 
Although Eric wasn't indifferent to the beautiful girl's flirtatious winks, he could only decline such a request. He had a few copies of the novel, and lending her one was not a problem, but before the book was published, he didn't want any untoward accidents to happen.

An advertising director is reborn in 1988 Hollywood as an eighteen-year-old blond-haired westerner named Eric Williams.

From then on, he starts writing movie scripts and television songs, becomes skilled in directing every kind of film, wins over all kinds of female celebrities, and takes the road to become a Hollywood legend.

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ATTENTION!

This is not an original novel, all rights in this story belong to JUST DO.

The translation of most chapters is done by: Elawn, Nano4bots and Sissy That Walk.

My translation will start where they have left it, my translation may not be as good as theirs but I would like it much more people to know more about this story that I liked so much.

I WANT THAT I LIKE THIS HISTORY A LOT, BUT I DO NOT AGREE TO A LOT OF THE BEHAVIORS BOTH OF THE PROTAGONIST AND SOME CHARACTERS. IN THIS HISTORY CHARACTERS OF REAL LIFE APPEAR AND I DO NOT ASSURE THAT THE DATA PROVIDED IN THIS HISTORY WILL BE TRUE.

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