Y/N Kayama is the daughter of the R-rated hero Midnight and is also a little finding a caregiver/Daddy. Bakugo is also looking for a Little, lucky him he finds Y/n coloring in a coloring book with a paci on his first day in UA class 1-A.

When I was a child, my mother told me that my father was a well known man and my existence was a secret from the world. I never had the chance to ask her why but I knew I had to keep my identity a secret. No one knew my real name except my mother, people around me have always addressed me as Princess. 

As I grew curious about my father as I got older, my mother would tell me bits of stories about him. She had once told me that he has unique clear blue eyes, a distinct characteristic of their family bloodline. 

“You are born with his eyes, my love.” 

“But, mother… why is my other eye a different color?” 

My mother smiled and reached over to pat my head. She caresses my face as she stares at me with her pale brown eyes. 

“Because you are also my daughter.” 

I took her hands away from my face and brought it to my chest.

“Mother, now that I am a little older… Can I know my Father’s name?” 

She gently wrapped her arms around me, bringing her body close to me. She hugged and took a moment to answer. The moment I felt her warmth, I knew what she was going to say. 

“Once you meet him, You’ll know who he is.” 

After that conversation with her, I knew nothing else about my father. How will I know him if I only know the color of his eyes? My intuition told me to believe what she said. 

Now, a gentleman stood in front of me, introducing himself as my personal guard.

“Who sent you??!” 

“His Majesty summons you. Please come with me.” 

“Why would the Emperor....” 

The man did not hesitate to use his strength as he took me, carrying me on his shoulder. 

“I apologize to my lady. I am doing this by command.”

When I was a child, my mother told me that my father was a well known man and my existence was a secret from the world. I never had the chance to ask her why but I knew I had to keep my identity a secret. No one knew my real name except my mother, people around me have always addressed me as Princess. 

I grew curious about my father as I got older, my mother would tell me bits of stories about him. She had once told me that he has unique clear blue eyes, a distinct characteristic of their family bloodline. 

“You are born with his eyes, my love.” 

“But, mother… why is my other eye a different color?” 

My mother smiled and reached over to pat my head. She caresses my face as she stares at me with her pale brown eyes. 

“Because you are also my daughter.” 

I took her hands away from my face and brought it to my chest.

“Mother, now that I am a little older… Can I know my Father’s name?” 

She gently wrapped her arms around me, bringing her body close to me. She hugged and took a moment to answer. The moment I felt her warmth, I knew what she was going to say. 

“Once you meet him, You’ll know who he is.” 

After that conversation with her, I knew nothing else about my father. How will I know him if I only know the color of his eyes? My intuition told me to believe what she said. 

Now, a gentleman stood in front of me, introducing himself as my personal guard.

“Who sent you??!” 

“His Majesty summons you. Please come with me.” 

“Why would the Emperor....” 

The man did not hesitate to use his strength as he took me, carrying me on his shoulder. 

“I apologize to my lady. I am doing this by command.”

CTTO photo: Hey Jupiter

Love word is so mysterious

They say that falling in love is a blessing and everyone wishes to fall in love 

But what if a vampire and a witch were to fall in love

Will they be able to continue their love when there are 
 
So many

Sweet lies and bitter truth
And
Cruel destiny waiting just for them

Will they be able to continue their love 

When they know that, they cannot run nor escape from the clutches of fate

"What are you willing to sacrifice?" I asked him with a weak voice. 
He stared at me intensely with so much emotions which I didn't dare to interpret. 
"Everything."
Just this one word was enough to cause a painful ripple in my heart.
"I see."
Slowly, I moved my hands to caress his cheeks and felt him leaning into my palms. This small reaction made me want to hold him forever and never let go. Even if I had to. Watching him, I smiled sadly. 
"Even me?" 

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It all began with a curse
Which brought them together 
And made them stronger
But also weaker
For every strength has it's weakness
And every weakness could be exploited
By enemies and nemesis
But also by the lovers themselves

"When someone dies in the grip of a powerful rage a curse is born, once you enter, it will never let you go."~ The Grudge trailer 
This is a 500 word short story inspired by: The Grudge

Mates... 
A term that used to bring happiness and fulfilment to many shifters and non shifters across the web of magical dimensions, until a mistake was made and an unending curse was placed on a race that valued that word more than their lives

"Ugh. That gunshot. It was nasty!" Irfan reacted as he patched the bloody part at his six-pack body at the right close to his gastric by using the bandage made by his own cloth. 
Then, he contacted Yao Xuan once again. 
He pressed the number as he said,
"Four, six, five, six, three, three, three, three, zero."
Then, he pressed the green button on his smartphone. 
Tuut... Tuut... Tuut...
"You don't have to find her now."
Blast!
"Fuck!" Irfan dodged the darkness sphere hastily. However, as the damage recoiled from his wound. He staggered and coughed the blood.
"Junior Irfan, you are much smarter and talented than me. But you had known it yourself right? For the weakest part of being a human?"
"I have no regards with you anymore, Signora. Better go before I made the things gone ugly."
"Oh?" The girl resembling Yao Xuan but slightly older had come with her elegant look being seen as when it was used to be. But, her eyes were blue as a sapphire. And a beautiful transparent-colored eyebrow that had been well groom as she wore the white kimono in which to made her to looked like an elegant snow lady than a woman who could attack someone easily. Many males will get fooled by her easily. But, Irfan was not a stupid person or either weak-willed. It was proven as he said,
"I can see through you easily, Signora."
He stood with his will to fight. He knew what was happening in the past between him, her, and his master who known as Hu Zi Kang.
In his mind, he reminisced himself of how par both of them were.
One was known for her one shot kill capability. One was known for a tactical capability to defeat one billion demons in the tower of pandemonium to be qualified as the top fifty cultivators through the fighting capabilities.
Both of them were shared the different fighting style. One was the fighting style with pure brute force. One was the fighting style with fully planed with precise and unmatched decision making that had led Irfan to become someone known as,
"Irfan Kertawijaya, sang mata dewa. " Signora reminisced calmly as she spelled that foreign word clearly, and she translated it as,
"Irfan Kertawijaya, the godly eyes."
"I have discarded that title for a long time. Cause, I know when I should quit. Unlike someone."
"Ufufufu... You are aged a lot, Irfan. It was not you at all. I remember the day that..."
FWUTT!!
Irfan had landed close to her face. And he landed the attack from his right fist engulfed with black fire that blocked easily by the young-looking woman.
"I could kill you easily with this shit. Let Yao Xuan and Hu Jia Hao go or I won't be nice to you!"
"Really?"
An explosion was being heard far away clearly, by the nearby citizens of the place where Irfan and Signora were talking.
That explosion had caused the citizen to ran away in fear. However, as in the place where Irfan and Signora had risen the tense of battle.
"Be like me, joining FRI and we will be able to spar like how we were used to be for eternity. And be the one who will change this world!"
She landed her punch as well. It had sent his samurai armor flying to the back which was shocked him. He murmured at his mind,
"This power... It was way too monstrous... I have to be careful!"
"I have to be careful? I think I will be able to see the old Irfan again. If you want to win Yao Xuan and Hu Jia Hao back. Then..."
Her body complexion had changed as she said so. Her skin generated the scales. And her eyes had changed from the beautiful teal onto the dragon looking eye. 
And a magic circle with the pattern of a dragon had been created in her footing. 
Her enormous pressure had broken the nearby building onto the pieces as it had gone flat like ground.
She placed her footing as she was a part of a martial artist. Then, she punched Irfan directly at his stomach.
Bugh!
Without any capability to react. He had his body being thrown away at a speed that faster than a sound.
"Fight me, Irfan!"
Without any delay, Irfan pulled his Karambiak and circled it with the offensive stance.
"I remember the day when you took down one of the top fifty cultivators at the world with that dagger after you had found out that he was a part of my organization. I guess... I could earn more cultivation resources through it! BRING IT ON!"
A roar that heard from her was too slow that Irfan had seen through it. But, the weapon was the part that he was not expected with.
She swung her bow that had been twisted to become the lightsaber infused with transparent magic.
"Give me your best performance!"
Zuung!!
She swung her lightsaber to slice Irfan's neck from the right. But, Irfan blocked that by using his left karambit, and then, he proceeded with the right karambit that infused with the black fire to grove her right eyeball. 
"If I managed to blind her, then I will be able to outsmart her!" He murmured at his mind. But. She was swift enough to dodge it, and she commanded.
"Dragon Mortal Magic: Space Quake!"
She landed the magic to the air as she had commanded so by punching the high density of unknown magic that had engulfed her right hand. 
"This..." Irfan focused on her who landed her right fist to the skies and then. She scratched it which caused the land to shake.
Many eruptions of ground had been visibly seen near Irfan. He did not know that she had pushed her magic to this limit. It led him to command,
"Curse Magic: Second Domain!"
The dagger had infused to his own body. Causing him to had a black color body. Slowly coloring his normal tropical skin. From the bottom into the top. And even his eyeball. However, it left his eyes to become blood-red resembling the blood moon. 
"Second domain? This is why I despise you sometimes, Irfan." Signora looked at him from the skies as he flawlessly broke the chain of ground that created thanks to the earthquake. 
There was nothing that the chain had managed to hold him. It was him, Irfan Kertawijaya, godly eyes. The man who capable to see through everything.
He had peaked his own power to the max that even there were no scratches on his body at all. 
She landed another earthquake. Then, it was easily obliterated by Irfan with his eyes that had changed to the three dots of the flame. 
"Second Domain: Shadowslash!"
The clock had not even added any seconds nor milliseconds yet. And he was already at the front of the woman who was used that magic earlier. Then, he replied,
"You are going stronger just because of yourself to want to be strong. I respect your ideal for that, But. I'm becoming stronger and stronger. For the daughter I own. The only daughter that I owed her a lifespan of the lie!"
He landed the slicing punch as he did the chain punch to her. 
Slash!! Slash!! Slash!! Slash!! Slash!! Slash!! Slash!! Slash!! Slash!! Slash!! 
Her body was sliced onto a lump of minced meat. However, it was returned to normal. And she told Irfan,
"This is what FRI will give to you if you are joining them. I know that you are a strong and smart person. So this is why I'm asking you to join me. In exchange. I can arrange for you to meet with your daughter and apologize to her if you want!"
Without a doubt, Irfan landed another heavy punch of Curse Magic that had entered the second domain. The domain that changed the owner's capability of cultivation element based on their magical affinity. As for Irfan who know as the dual element magician. He was destined with the magic of inferno and curse which proven as the man said,
"Guilt, pain... It's all from human's happiness. If I'm reuniting with my girl. Then I will have a pang of guilt as I wish for her happiness... Without me, Inferno: Flame of Babylon!"
 Signora sighed as she had seen the anger of her own junior. And she reacted,
"I promise you to not going too hard for this."
"And this is for Yao Xuan!"
Thus, the black fire resembling of the highest tower ever told in the bible. Created!
And the story continues. 
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*Karambiak (karambit): one of the deadliest weapon in the word that originated from Indonesia
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     Waking up to This is a story of a homicide detective who is called to a crime scene and upon examination of a victim recognizes the signature as that of a serial killer that has just popped up on his radar. As he inspects the gruesome scene he finds a clue that sends him spiraling into a world of insanity. 
     Possessed by a demon, his unbelief in the spiritual world calls into question his reality. urgent phone call from his homicide unit captain at 3:00 a.m Raymond Boyett, otherwise known as Ray-B, scrambled for his phone before the damn thing rang again. He could visualize his wife rolling her eyes at him even in the dark. 
     Grabbing his badge and gun, he laughed to himself as the forgotten screen door banged loudly against the frame eliciting a roar of curse words from his soon-to-be ex.
The scene looked like something out of a Stephen King novel, with puddles of blood wandering outside the crudely drawn chalk lines, like a preschool coloring book with only a red crayon to color with. 
     Ray-B shook his head vigorously as if by doing this he could dislodge the full moon from the sky and all the crazy shit that came along with it. They say death comes in threes.  
      Looking down he wondered to himself what could cause the unnatural contortioned state of three bodies now so void of life that just an hour earlier was so full of personality. 
Turning to leave, Ray-B noticed a glint of what looked like a small crucifix sticking out of one of the bloody puddles. 
     He carefully reached for an evidence bag and realized that in his haste he had forgotten them. "Oh what the hell." He murmured, scooping it up and shaking the stubborn blood from it. As soon as his fingers encircled it he heard a crackling sound and felt a lightning bolt course through his body. 
     As he regained consciousness he no longer felt in control. It was as though his thoughts of movement didn't line up with how his body responded.
"Who turned the damn lights out!" Ray-B yelled. He realized he couldn't even get a lungful of air because of the constriction in what seemed to be a coffin.
      It was weird, he could hear his voice, hell weirder than that was his hearing his wife answer and laugh.
A voice that only he could hear interrupted his Godless mind...
"Don't worry your simple self, Ray-B, I'm only borrowing your body for a timeless minute!" "It looks like your pretty little wife has been lacking attention, and it's been so long since I've been with a human!"
     Ray-B struggled futilely against the invisible bonds that now held his spirit. Even as he did so a realization began pulling at his most innermost memories he and his wife shared. He could hear his marriage vows as they echoed. Echoing throughout his mind and silently tugging at his heart. 
     Ray-B realized that if this evil existed so then did God. With each minute that fell he begged God for forgiveness, and just one more chance. The demon inside him fought his spirit over the power of his body. The demon told him that It, and it alone killed the people who lay strewn about. Ray-B was powerless as he watched a playback of what had taken place. 
     The Demon told him that in no uncertain terms by the time he was done with him he would be the one blamed for these murders and the ones to come. 
     Ray-B quickly sobered to his newfound reality as the demon released his mind. Gathering his senses and haunted by the memory of the oath swore by the demon, Ray-B looked around for any evidence that would place him at the scene. Scanning the room he noticed that his flip phone had fallen from his pocket and lodged itself in the crook of one of the bloody victims' lifeless bodies. 
     "How crazy, I investigate murders, and this demon, unseen by anyone else commits them." Ray-B thought to himself. He felt his soul being crudely jammed back into the coffin-like container. 
Every time Ray-B had the chance to pray, he prayed. He reached deep from within himself for the right words.
Suddenly a booming voice broke the invisible bonds holding him, falling away from him like half-popped balloons. 
     "Demon be gone!" In the holy name of Jesus Christ, I command you!"
And just like that, Ray-B awoke, finding himself vomiting the darkness of unbelief onto the thirsty pavement. 
All the pieces of his spiritual puzzle suddenly began to fit together, to finally make sense. 
     The highs and lows Ray-B had experienced throughout his existence, hell, even the feelings of intuition, it's all spiritual! It has to be, he thought. 
     Picking up the crucifix, Ray-B scanned the gruesome scene that the demon had left in its wake. The carnage and the unrealistic poses of death the bodies ended up in painted a macabre memory for him. This whole day, a day of spiritual awakening, and a day which Detective Ray-B could not easily file in a dusty drawer, sitting them right on top of the long-forgotten job applicants of the year before.
     Ray-B stepped out of his squad car with a pile of half-empty to-go cups and greasy sandwich wrappers trailing on behind him. With a curse word tickling his self-conscious tongue, Ray-B hurriedly closed the car door trapping the garbage from emptying onto the street. Little Ricky, as everyone who was anyone knew, stood behind the 7/11 counter with a starched collar and smartly creased pants. 
     "How are you doing Mr. Ray-B sir?" said Little Ricky as he smartly saluted him. Disregarding little Ricky's greeting completely, detective Ray-B grumpily countered with a retort, "how old is the coffee?"
     Little Ricky nervously answered as the self-help audiobook he had playing in the background belied the slowness of the supermarket during the never-ending graveyard hours.
"Just made it!" And spurred on by his coffee readiness, little Ricky asked Ray-B, "So, any idea if you guys are hiring?"
     Ray-B smiled as he remembered throwing his application on top of the rest of the non-hireable.
"I know that there was the question of whether or not I was the required 100 yards from the schoolyard, but I swear it, I really, really was!" 
     "See you tomorrow." Answered Ray-B, as he threw a wrinkled five-dollar bill towards little Ricky. 
"Same bat-station, same bat-channel!" Yelled Little Ricky as he pretended to catch it like a winning Superbowl pass.

Chapter 39: First Step
'Unique spell? It's is the first time I hear about such a spell. But Exp is very less when comparing it to other spell models.' Charles felt that he was missing some crucial information.
'Wait…It might take a long time to master it.' He thought for a moment and soon chose to construct it. Like the previous times, he closed his eyes and silently watched the constructing process in his mind like a manager. After five minutes of long constructing process, Charles opened his eyes and became stunned for a moment.
'This spell model has double the amount of Runal Characters and appears very complex.' A look of astonishment appeared on Charles's face as he looked at the new hexagonal spell model in his mind.
'Hmm, the next ones are supportive spells.' He glanced at the spellbook and soon chose three spells.
The first one was the only mind-related spell in the spellbook called [Burning Thoughts].
When you cast this spell on an opponent, a strange type of fire called 'Mind Fire' will appear in the opponent's Inner World and burn their current thoughts. It had a similar effect as the 'Confusion' spell and was a very scary one.
What if the enemy suddenly found out that some spell had secretly erased what he was thinking before? He would feel confused, and his mind would go blank for a moment. Although this spell doesn't have any effects like mind protection abilities, Charles felt reassured to have one mind-related fire spell. Unlike the previous spells, this spell model's cost was meager. It was just 230 Exp points!
If Charles comprehends the secrets of this unique 'Mind Fire' in the future, he could influence the opponent's thoughts and would be able to pull their consciousness into a separate illusion world! It was a perfect spell to manipulate others' thoughts.
The second spell was a fire-type healing spell called Blue Cure. Unlike other fire spells used for burning and destruction, this spell would do the opposite. This spell came from a different type of fire called Violet flame or soul fire. The violet flame had many purposes. It could revitalize and invigorate the user. It could also heal emotional and even physical problems, improves the 10 HP for each casting. Most importantly, the violet flame can change the surrounding mana into life energy, making it an effective tool for healing one's soul itself in the future. Although it was just a healing spell, it was costlier than the unique fire spell.
'510 Exp points.' Charles didn't mind the cost and chose to construct it.
The final one was a movement-type spell called [Crimson Steps]. As the name suggests, it could fasten one's speed by twisting the space and helps the user to take large steps. If Charles picks a suitable corresponding spell in the future, he could even teleport to a different place by altering the space law with this fire spell. As for the cost for [Crimson Steps], it was 404 Exp points.
After constructing all those spells, he felt that he had finally taken his first step on walking the Fire Mage path.
'Only 139 Exp points are remaining.' He looked at the interface for a second and shook his head.
'I still have many works to do.' He took a deep breath and then began to ponder about his work in Slum Street. But instead of going to Slum Street to do his undercover job, he stayed in the study, took out a large chart, black quill with a blue ink bottle, and started writing.
He knew that just going to Slum Street would do no good for him, so he made a detailed plan and started to go through it multiple times.
Around noon, he changed his clothes into a formal black one and went to his mother's room. It was located just near the kitchen room, making his job easier. He also packed some of his belongings in a large iron suitcase and held them in his right hand.
Once he saw her reading something serious, he knocked on the opened wooden door and said with a smile,
"Mom, I'm going out of Riverdale City for a while, and it will take a few days for me to return."
Eve stopped reading as she heard his words, looked at him for a three long second, and soon nodded.
"Don't go near any ruin-type areas." She warned him. After that, she waved her hand and turned her gaze towards the book.
In the meantime, Charles nodded his head, turned around, walked out of the room, and closed the wooden door.
He then walked out of his two-storied house, stepped on the mud road, and soon went to the main street. He didn't stop anywhere and soon reached the Riverdale City entrance gate. Due to the presence of his Withering Shadow membership batch, the security guards didn't even ask him a question and let him walk out of Riverdale City.
Charles didn't even conceal his presence and went into the nearby dense mangrove woods. Once he entered the deep woods, he cast [Conceal] skill on himself and soon disappeared from there.
...
A few minutes later, one human shadow walked out of the dense wood and soon looked around in confusion.
"He disappeared?" A cold male voice came out from the shadow's mouth as he touched his silver ring to send out a warning signal to his boss. A second later, the human removed his black hood and stared at the place where Charles stood before in puzzlement. He had deep blue hair, a lean body, and looked around 187 cm tall. He wore a black mask with an eye symbol engraved on the forehead area and looked more like a skilled assassin.
Before he could utter another word, his silver ring began to shine brightly and soon formed into a small illusionary figure of a slim young woman in a blue peplum dress. She was seated on a sofa and stared at the masked human in confusion. She had long silvery hair, a pear-shaped body, a pale face, oceanic eyes, and a hawk nose. If Charles had been here now, he would have identified her in an instant. She was none other than Bella Collins, who forced him to sign a contract and blacklisted him from Riverdale City's Amber Bank!
"What happened, Lucas?" Bella asked in a deep tone.
"He disappeared, My Lady." The masked human named Lucas said in a confused tone.
"How did he escape from an expert assassin like you?" Bella asked him in surprise.
Silence descended as she finished her words. Noticing Lucas's silence, she waved her hand and muttered.
"It looks like he is not a normal Mystic. Back off from your current mission." She paused for a moment and then added after a short deliberation,
"Protect his mother in the shadows. The Nightwind family Ancestor owns our Collins family a big favor. So, I will help him this time. Moreover, I also unknowingly placed a curse on him and troubled him further."
In the meantime, Lucas squinted his black eyes and soon asked in puzzlement.
"My Lady, I thought you just used a blacklist contract to restrict his movement? When did you put a curse on him?"
A wry smile appeared on her face as she shook her head and said solemnly.
"I didn't. But someone from the headquarters with higher authority did. That someone used that contract as an offensive mark and put an 'Amber's Curse' on him."
"Amber's Curse?!" Lucas went wide eyes as he heard her words and soon blurted out in surprise.
"Why did they go that far?"
"I don't know. But Charles didn't seem to have realized that someone put an 'Amber's Curse' on him. Well, his mother is the one doing all the financial works, so it didn't affect him in any way yet." Bella said with a sigh.
"But he will find out soon." Lucas paused for a second and then asked.
"Did the higher-ups know about his background?"
"How would they not know about his background?" Bella pinched her chin and then shook her head.
"He is bound to be on odd terms with the Amber Church from now on. Well, there is no point in talking about this matter now. I can now use the favor as an excuse and give him some help through various means. As for how he is going to survive without money in the future, it's all lies in the upper-echo men's hands." After saying those words, Bella Collins waved her hand and cut off her long-distance virtual magic call.
In the meantime, Lucas shook his head, pulled his black hood over his head, turned around, and soon disappeared into the woods.
...
In the meantime, Charles made a few turned in the woods and soon moved towards Wind Villa's direction.
After two hours of walking, he soon reached the Wind Villa building's entrance and then walked in. Unlike the Dreamworld's Wind Villa, this one looked gorgeous, with many ornamental plants and trees planted in the outer yard and appeared well maintained. As soon as he went near the compound gate, a muscular man, who was around 40 years old, walked from inside and soon smiled. He had long black hair, a round face, and brown eyes and wore a regular brown linen shirt and pants.
"Charles? What a surprise!" The muscular man's smile widened as he recognized Charles's identity, opened the metal gate with a click, and then invited him in.
Charles also identified the man from the real Charles's memories and walked in.
The black-haired man's name was Rey. He and his family members were the ones who were currently farming the 23-hectare land and maintaining the Wind Villa under Eve's order. After Eve brought the 23-hectare land, she gave the Wind Villa and the land to Rey's family in the name of lease and earning most of their money from the lease rent. If not for this rent money and her divination job earning, Charles wouldn't have finished his higher studies in the Archaeological department.
Shaking those useless thoughts away, Charles chatted with Rey for a while as he walked into the yard and soon appeared in front of the building entrance. He didn't enter the building, though. Instead, he got the guest house key from Rey and then went towards the building's right side.
After a minute of walking, he soon arrived in front of a small single storied brick house and unlocked the wooden door using an iron key. After that, he turned the doorknob, pushed the door open, and walked in. Unlike the main building, Eve didn't give this guest house to Rey's family as a lease and let it be for their personal use.
Once he entered the guest house, Charles locked it from inside and glanced at the interior building. Unlike the house in Riverdale city and the outside three-storied mansion-like building, this one looked very simple. There were a kitchen room and a storeroom on the reception room's right side, while the bathroom and bedroom appeared on the left side.
Charles walked on the concrete floor and soon entered the bedroom. After that, he put his iron suitcase on the wooden bed and opened it. Inside were skin coloring potions, a voice-changing gem artifact, wigs of men and women, woman's breast pads, beards, and even some sharp blades for shaving hairs arranged in order.
Charles first removed his formal dress, put them in the wardrobe, and took out a tan-colored skin coloring potion. He then opened the bottle tap and gulped it down. A few seconds later, his olive skin started turning darker and soon turned into a tan-colored one!
'I have three more Tan skin potions, and each bottle can be effective for 12 hours.'
Nodding his head, Charles took out a thin blade from the suitcase and started shaving his face like a young woman's face. If he were a little older, Charles would have faced some difficulty. But due to his child-like oval face, Charles didn't face any difficulty at all! He skillfully removed those few hairs using a sharp knife and then washed his face using the bathroom tap water. After that, he put a long black-haired wig on his head and adjusted it to his head.
Once he finished the process, Charles wore a black bra, put the breast pads inside, and made it look like a real woman's breasts. After that, he wore tight black pants and a full-sleeved black shirt and then stared at his reflection in the mirror.
"Damn, there is some similarity in between Marie Holmes and me!" He muttered out loud as he pressed his chest area to feel the softness and then nodded his head. After that, he took a blue crystal from his void pouch, put it in his mouth before swallowing it, and started adjusting his voice tune. He spoke while tuning it to his original one and soon tuned it to Marie Holmes's voice. After a lengthy process, he cleared his throat and muttered in a pleasant young female voice.
"Should I call myself as Marie Holmes from now on? Or, should I use another identity?"
He furrowed his brows and soon fell into deep thoughts.
'Directly using Marie's name will attract too much attention and future problems. The Mystics will search for Marie's background and soon find out that Marie was the daughter of Eddie Nightwind. Although Eddie gave me the 'Mark of Imagination,' I don't want to put my life on someone's strange skill. When the mystics find out that I also disappeared when Marie shows up, they will connect the dots and discover my real identity...
That's not a good thing. During this undercover mission, I plan to get close to Jimmy Holmes and see if I can get some information about the Holem's crown. My option now is to use another name as a cover and get close to Jimmy. After that, I will directly ask him about the Holem's Crown and check if A-035 would respond to my call...
Although the Series-A artifact has the power to check if the other party is a Nightwind member or not, it doesn't have the power to check the Nightwind family member's real identity. That is more than enough for me. Once it reveals its presence, I will then use Marie's identity to threaten it and trick it into signing Eddie's special contract paper.'
After thinking for a minute, Charles let out a heavy sigh and muttered.
'It's been so long since I disguised myself to do an undercover mission. I should use my former title, 'Colorless Ghost.' Let's go by the name 'Edith Oliver.' Edith's main class is a Rank 2 [Assassin], and she is more skilled in stealing. She was born in Twin Towers City and came here to do an assassination job. Her target is Addie Baker, and her job is to probe the target's strength and kill him swiftly. As for his employer...' He paused for a moment and soon curled his lips upward.
'Her employer is Anderson Black.'
After making the fake identity's goal, he took out red lipstick and started getting ready to do his first job.
Once he changed his outer appearance, he put the makeup kit in the black suitcase, closed it with a click as he stored it into his void pouch, and then waited for the sun to go down.
...

John Browning, a former underworld assassin, went to his friend Angele's wedding party but ended up meeting his former colleagues. Before he could think that the whole wedding ceremony was a setup to catch him, he felt dizzy all of a sudden!

At that moment, he knew that his lifelong friend had already betrayed him and sold him out. John was humiliated in front of hundreds of people and was forced to kneel in front of Thomas, the underworld assassin organization leader.

Within a few minutes, they beat him brutally, dragged him to some underground basement, and then locked him in a gloomy room. 

John felt bitter when thinking about his friend's betrayal. He laid on the cold floor for two days and died miserably. But his story didn't end there.
…
In a world filled with magic and mystic powers, John Browning woke up in an 18-year-old boy's body. Before he could open his eyes and see his current situation, he felt someone was dragging his body.

'How am I still alive?' He got puzzled inside.

But after a few seconds, John learned from the young boy's remanent memories that he was transmigrated to a mystical fantasy game-like world filled with magic and mystic powers!

[Author's Note: The Mc will take some time to walk on the path of a fire mage due to less information about the world. So, don't get mad at me guys. If you feel anything wrong with the story, feel free to give me a review or comment. I will try my best and correct it. Have a happy reading!]
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—🕊Arata Hisae Masatane (POVs)



As I arrived at the school with my crew, I then stopped on my tracks when I saw the little demon who defeated me at the battle, I then took a step back away from her, and when she waved her hands saying goodbye to that servant, I then saw her smile, it was fading away and her bright smile turns to gloomy or sad. 

( Is she okay? )

( Her face looks so gloomy today.)

( Did something happened to her? )

" Is something bothering her? " Kiza said she is a demon with a wings of butterfly.

" She look so bothered." Ami, she's a demon witch dragon.

" Something must have happened to her, she looks so... gloomy." Azalea and she's a demon princess of death, she summon deaths.

" And sad. " Miko, she's a demon Necromancer.

I was just looking at her, until she looks in our direction and I saw her red eye's glowing bright and dark to all of us, and so we then hide to the big tree that was right besides us.

" That was almost." Haruko said, she's a demon princess of Armenia.

We then looked at her again, she was starting to walked slowly and the atmosphere on her looks so gloomy and heavy, something must had happened to her.

—🕊Akumu Kitahara Miyako (POVs)

As I was walking through the lobby, I then saw this little girl named Yurina, she was just staring outside the window of the school, I then walked towards to her and when she noticed me she just smiled at me. 

" What were you looking outside twinny winny little girl? " I said and stare at this small bean. 

" Oh nothing, I just feel something weird today." she said and so I stared at her. 

" Do you want to forget it? " I said and she then looked at me and smiled. 

" How?  " she said and so I lend my hand to her and she gladly hold it. 

( Oh!!! Kawaiiiii!!!!! Her hands is so tiny!!! ) 

( I want to hold her tiny soft hand for the rest of my life.) 

As we both walked to the hallway, I then secretly looked at her. 

( Why is she so gloomy today? ) 

( It seems her bright and lovely spirit is not in the mood right now.) 

( Right, she was missing last night, and that news spread to the underworld.) 

( King Akuma and Queen Runa, must have been so worried about this small twinny winny bean.) 

( But still! She looks so gloomy, she's not so bright today.) 

( But why do I still find her so cute!!!!!! ) 

( Those rosy soft cheeks is so damn cute!!!! ) 

As I was having fun with my thoughts, she suddenly looked at me with her red eyes. 

" Is something on my face? " she said 

" Nope, anyway we're here, let's go inside? " I said and smiled to her and she just opened the door. 

( Why is she soo... F*cking cute?!! )

As she entered at my School President Room, she then sit on the chair and I give her a big coloring book for her to have fun.

( She should be having fun with it.)

( Small twinny winny beannie like her, loves to draw and color things up.)

( That's what I usually do, when I am stress, or when I think lots of problems or... When I can't remember something and after that, it would eventually calm me down.)

( And my mood will come back again.)

" What am I going to do with this? " she said while touching the coloring book.

" I'll give it to you for free, try it out for yourself, when you are stress or not in the good mood, try to color this drawings inside this book, it will calm you down, it's stress reliever for demons likes us." I said and smiled to her and I then give her my coloring materials.

" Ah... Thanks. " she said but she wasn't smiling.

" Anyway, it's time for your class, you should go now. " I said

" There's no ceremony? " she said while looking at the coloring book.

" When demons comes to school, they sing, and that's a ceremony." I said and then smiled to her, but she didn't looked at me.

( She's so gloomy, her spirits might be stress right now.)

( Poor twinny winny beannie.)

She then stood up and left the room and I then sighed, she just looks so bothered to something.



—🕊Mizuhashi Yurina Rokurō (POVs)

As I entered my first subject room, I then saw Yasha and so I sit next to him and then I put the coloring book to my table and opened it, the professor is not in here yet anyway.

( Is this a stress reliever to demons? )

( But I'm not stress.)

( I just felt like...something is missing from me.)

( I couldn't put the exact word for what I'm actually thinking.)

As I opened the coloring book and then I stopped at the one page and then I just looked it.

( Hm.. Should I.. Color this elephant? )

" What are you doing? " Yasha said and so I looked at him.

" Uh.. Akumu—." I said but he cut me off.

" The student school president? " Yasha

" Uh... Yeah?? " I said and just stared at him.

" What did she do to you!? " Yasha said while his brows are almost meeting each other.

" She give me a coloring book that I can use. " I said and then I started to colored the elephant..with pink.

" Why is it pink?  " Yasha

" Because that's what I want, I'm the one who is coloring it anyway, so you just stare and don't talked. " I said and then I started to colored the elephant again with pink.



—🕊Yasha Koizumi Kōsei (POVs)

As minutes passed by, our professor has not arrived yet, and it's almost time, and this little demon next to me... Is having fun coloring the book that Akumu give to her.

" Are you still not done yet? " I said and stared at her.

" Ehehehhehe." I then got weirded out when she just 'Hehehed'me and then smile.

( okay.. She was this so gloomy, and now.. It looks like she's in herself again.)

( Man!!! I love staring at her, having fun with coloring books.)

( She's so cute!!!!!! )

I then pinched her soft marshmallow cheeks and she then looked at me. 

" Stop." she said and I just smiled at her. 

" You keep doing that for every second!!!! Quit it out!!!  " she said and I just laughed at her. 

( Her cute soft cheeks.... It's making me insane!!! ) 

" Yasha, you look crazy." Rikichi said and so I looked at him when I stopped pinching her cheeks for awhile.

" What do you mean?  " I said and smiled.

" You're fanboying over to a small girl, you look pervert, I mean. Pedophile." Rikichi

( The f*ck!?? )

" What's a pedophile? " I said and he just shrugged.

" I don't know, I don't even know what's the meaning of it, It just came out to my mouth." Rikichi said, so I then stared to this little pumpheaded pumpkin demon again. 

( Damn!! She's so cute.) 

( Why are you so cute?? ) 

( Why are you still so small!??? ) 

" Don't even think of pinching my expensive cheeks again. " She said and then glared at me when I was about to pinch it again.

" Expensive? " Rikichi

( What's an expensive? )

" It means, you cannot touch my cheeks unless you all going to give me something in return. " She said and smiled.

( I can give her anything!!!!  Just let me hug you for one hour.)

( You look so soft and fluffy, like a pillow.)

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—🕊TO BE CONTINUED —🕊

There was a girl, living with her poor parents, she was only seven years old, but she can already do the house chores, and she can even cook very well too, she's not just good at helping and doing chores at home, but she's also—very obedient and very cute, but because she and her family we're very poor, and her dad doesn't even have a job, her parents struggle a lot to earn money, so her mom and dad made a decision to sold their daughter to someone who wants to buy their daughter in exchange of a big amount of a money and a house.

But— because their daughter was so cute, a man which her parents didn't know that it was a demon, approached to her parents and asked if where he could adopt a child, the Little girl's parents was so happy to heard what the man said, for they were actually planning to sold their only daughter to someone.

And when the girl was walking back her home, she was almost going to get hit by a truck, but eventually everything stopped and she saw a man standing in front of her with two horns, she thought it was a Halloween Costume, but when the man brought her to a world she never expected, the demon then told her that her parents sold her to be her daughter.

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