What happens when two worlds collide. A runner and a hi-caste K-sec Lieutenant officer run into each other after faith has been in prison for 2 years.

Andrea Caputo was a girl who worked as a chef at Serra Restaurant, her parents died and left her and her little sister sick sister alone, one day coincidence brings her and Luca Serra the leader of one of the biggest Italian Mafia together, but also the coincidence has once brought her with the FBI agent Owen Jones when she's put between her little sister and prison what is she going to do?

Luca Serra, one of the most feared Mafia Capos, everyone who dared to say no to him ended up dead, but one day he puts his sight on the best chef at his restaurant, Andrea Caputo when he knew about her sister, he took advantage of her, but what will happen when he finds out that she has been arrested.

Owen Jones, one of the best FBI agents, he was an orphan until one day, a loving family who couldn't have kids, adopted him, but they were killed when he was 18 years old and he knew who was responsible for that so he decided to go after them and became an FBI agent, but what will happen when life gets him and Andrea Caputo together.

Azmel were just an average hardworking handyman, but due to some absurd accidents, he fell to his death, to his knowledge of course.

But for some unknown reason his life didn't end there, instead he find himself woke up in entirely different world, a dystopian fantasy world, who's it's own civilizations has brought doom upon itself.

Blue Wall, a world of deadly seas, and bizarre custom, tradition and way of life, where pure water and food are equivalent to the price of a human life.

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Friendly advice, If you didn't like HAREM, MILF, UNBALANCE SOCIETY, SEX SCENES, MATURE AND NOT SO HERO LIKE LEAD...just don't read this, IT will offend you.

P/S. My Grammar...just let it be, i try my best but I'm not that clever or even well educated. also my sex scene...please be easy on me...i mean it's a steamy part..just read it, imagine a little bit and let it go..just keep the comment to yourself..Please.

Azmel were just an average hardworking handyman, but due to some absurd accidents, he fell to his death, to his knowledge of course.

But for some unknown reason his life didn't end there, instead he find himself woke up in entirely different world, a dystopian fantasy world, who's it's own civilizations has brought doom upon itself.

Blue Wall, a world of deadly seas, and bizarre custom, tradition and way of life, where pure water and food are equivalent to the price of a human life.

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Friendly advice, If you didn't like HAREM, MILF, UNBALANCE SOCIETY, SEX SCENES, MATURE AND NOT SO HERO LIKE LEAD...just don't read this, IT will offend you.

P/S. My Grammar...just let it be, i try my best but I'm not that clever or even well educated. also my sex scene...please be easy on me...i mean it's a steamy part..just read it, imagine a little bit and let it go..just keep the comment to yourself..Please.

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Sora: "System Is It Possible to use <Gluttony> and absorbed any Kido Ichigo has learned??"

System: It's Possible!!!!

Sora: "Then Is It Possible to eat that knowledge with <Gluttony>... and along with my imagination and incantation to create an even stronger One???"

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System: Ding!! <Gluttony>

Gluttony it is stated that it belongs to the highest rank of TRAITS as it can eat from pebbles till the plane laws assimilating them and creating its own Reiatsu available to Host.....

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System: That Means That Host Can Eat Anything Even Laws.... Laws Are Rules - Rules Are Restrictions And Restrictions Are Different Parts Combined And Contradicted Together...

Sora: "Ichigo get ready....."

Ichigo: "Do it...."

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Sora: "<Gluttony>"

System: Ding!! <Gluttony> Has Been Used!! Target Ichigo!!!

System: Ding!! Eating And Processing Knowledge!!!!

System: Ding!! Learned Bakudo N.4 : Hainawa

<Binds enemies with a Reishi rope to stop their movement. Generating a crackling yellow energy rope within his/her hand(s), the user throws it toward the opponent. The energy winds around the opponent's arms and body, immobilizing them.>

System: Ding!! Learned Bakudo N.8 : Seki

<The User generates an orb of light blue energy which repels whatever strikes it.>

System: Ding!! Learned Bakudo N.26 : Kyokkō 

<Hides the physical form and Reiatsu of the caster by bending light. It can be used in combat to mask the Reiryoku used when setting up a trap for the target, masking individual abilities.>

System: Ding!! Learned Bakudo N.79 : Kuyō Shibari

<The User creates eight black holes with purple outlines which emit spiritual energy in the space surrounding the target, with the ninth black hole manifesting itself in the center of the target's chest, with the intention of immobilizing the target.>

System: Ding!! Learned Hado N.73 : Sōren Sōkatsui

<An advanced form of Hadō #33. Sōkatsui, it has twice the effectiveness. Generating blue energy with his/her index and middle fingers, the practitioner makes a pushing motion with both of his/her palms to push the gathered energy toward the target in a concentrated blast. It is essentially a doubled version of Hadō #33. Sōkatsui because the user fires two bursts of blue energy with much greater potency than the single shot variety>

Incantation : "Ye lord! Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! On the wall of blue flame, inscribe a twin lotus. In the abyss of conflagration, wait at the far heavens."

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Sora: "Perfect then let's begin <Creation Of Book>"

System: Ding!! Host Has Used The <Creation Of Books> Pls Recite The Words And Aling It With The Image You Have!!

Sora: "Here goes.... <Souls Of The Eternals Flames - Who Reside In The Burning Sun And Cold Moon - Burning Illusion Freezing Reality - Hot Wind And Cold Void - Blend In The Everlasting Life Of Man> <Bakudo Custom N.2 : Mirrors Of Eternals Lotus>"

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System: Ding!! You Have Created A New Kido : Bakudo!!!!!

System: Ding!! Inserting The Devoured Knowledge Of <Gluttony>!!

System: Ding!! Bakudo N.4 : Hainawa / Bakudo N.8 : Seki / Bakudo N.26 : Kyokkō / Bakudo N.79 : Kuyō Shibari / Hado N.73 : Sōren Sōkatsui Have Been Fused Into <Bakudo Custom N.2 : Mirrors Of Eternals Lotus>!!!

System: Ding!! You Have Empowered Up An Existing Kido : Bakudo!!!!!

<Bakudo Custom N.2 : Mirrors Of Eternal Hellish Lotus>!!!

<The user fires from his fingers countless small lights which in turn they become Lotus Flowers With some of them could be seen others are hidden and many are transparent... Each one of them have a certain ability. <Burn To Ashes><Freeze To Nothingness><Space Binding><Confusing Illusions><Time Deceleration>

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He was speechless he didn't expect all aspects from the Kido he ate from Ichigo to fuse with his Custom One its effect are far superior to what he wanted if he could manage to use this with < Formless Doors> what will happen??? JUST a mere thought caused both of them to shiver!!!!

Our MC Xiaolan Sora passing his meanigless life peacefully styding, going to work, and finally like any classic otaku watching and reading animes, manga, novels..... 

One rainy day like any others while running to go and watch the last chapter of Bleach he saw on his way a girl with a few bullies in the alley... He thought to himself (perphaps i can save the day and take the girl).... 

Little did he know that those thoughts - bullies and girl were the reason for a new  exciting life........

Saint flipped his keys in his hand gently spinning them in a circle.
He smiled when he saw Heart walk out from his building surprised to see him there.
'That face makes my days brighter every time. I dunno how I can ever thank you enough for bringing that feeling back. I guess I will just have to enjoy these last three weeks we have together. It was the longest grandfather could delay that monster for'
'Just enjoy these last weeks, they are all you have left before your life is ruined. Before you take that monster down.'
"What are you doing here?"
"I... I didn't know I would see you."
"Get in." Saint smiled.
"Why? What are we doing?" Heart asked. Saint held open the door to the car with a bemused smile as Heart obeyed him.
He shut the door, then walked around the other side of the car and got in, then looked over at Heart, blinking softly.
"What are you waiting for? And where are we going?"
"What makes you think we are not going to the office?" Saint asked.
"You are not wearing a suit, just some jeans, a belt and a blue shirt. We are not going to the office are we?" Heart asked him confused
Saint grinned.
"Smart." He said then buckled up his seat belt and drove off.
When he pulled up outside the store that said Jiritiratap Clothier. He turned off the car and unbuckled his seat belt.
He had the car door open before he realized that Heart wasn't moving.
"What are we doing Saint? You kidnap me away on a Saturday and I asked you repeatedly what we were."
Saint chuckled, got out of the car and smiled before walking round the car opening the door and leaning in.
Heart yelped.
"Like all you have to do is tell me what we are doing. Why do you always have to be so stubborn?"
"You can come out of the car, or I will come in."
"I don't care if you get back in. It's your car." Heart started stubbornly.
Saint raised an eyebrow and grinned like a cat in cream.
"Oh, see I was hoping you would say that."
He reached back and flipped a button and shoved Heart's seat all the way back quickly.
Heart yelped from the shock of being thrown backwards suddenly.
Saint put his hands on either side of the seat and climbed into the passenger seat on top of Heart straddling his legs on either side. He braced himself, his hands pressed into either side of the chair and he began lowering his butt down to sit on Heart's lap.
Saint smiled wickedly as the panic flushed Heart's face a bright scarlet red.
"Saint!"
Heart gasped.
"What are you doing, it's the middle of the day, and the street isn't empty?."
"Oh, is that the only problem you see with this?"
"Saint, I.. Get off, I will go, okay!"
Saint leaned forward.
"Perfect" He purred lightly in Heart's ear. Before he shoved the seat and got up. Backing out of the car. He held the door open pretending to be a perfect gentleman.
Heart got out of the vehicle, but refused to even glance up. Saint could tell for the tips of his ears just how embarrassed he was.
Saint closed the door, then motioned to the building.
"Let's go get you some new suits, yeah?"
Heart walked into the store sulking, and Saint paused to listen. Jerry had been using the same little bell since he was little and its soft chimes always reminded Saint of those times when as a little boy he would come with his Grandfather to watch him get a new suit.
The deep rich chestnut wall and bright sconce lighting, lit up the entire wall behind the desk, and there was a little custom made stand built onto the back wall, filled with tiny little square patches of fabric for quality examples. There were two full suits on mannequins and across from that was a counter filled with suit accessories, like cuff links, ties, buttons, custom threading, clasps. Bolo's. Jerry had it all behind that glass case. Further back there was a table for cutting and behind it were rolls of fabric against the wall on one side, and on the other was a wall of basic undershirts sorted by size and colour. All fully customizable.
Behind the table in the furthest corner were six floor to ceiling height mirrors.
Jerry came out of the back and his face lit up with enthusiasm the moment he saw who it was.
"Wan, how is the panda bear doing?" Jerry asked immediately.
Saint couldn't help but smile. He had been using the nickname Saint since he was a kid yet Jerry still would only call him what Amonrat would and Grandfather never called him anything but Wan.
"Wan?" Heart whispered softly.
"My name." Saint leaned in and answered back.
Heart smacked his lips together and glared.
"Yes, I figured that much out, do I look like an idiot?"
"Your name is so cute. Waan, like sweet or Wan like, day?"
Saint raised his eyebrows and walked off to the corner where Jerry leaned across a long, wide table with samples, he knew Heart was glaring at him for not answering.
'But it was too funny. So he left it at that.'
"It's Waan for sweet isn't it?"
"So, do you have a specific cut in mind? I know you said you wanted specific fabrics used. The satin suit will be very delicate."
"I want a princess cut for all and he needs seven suits."
"Ah, I was thinking maybe this pattern here. Saint sketched out a pattern really quickly, I want this one in a royal blue."
"Sure, I can get that to you. Do You want to go with warm jewel tones for all the suits then to a kind of have them match the rich colour of the royal?"
"Yes, and Ah, Jerry silver trim on the blue, okay."
Jerry smiled. Wrote some stuff down, then stuck the pencil behind his ear.
"Okay, well just write down the measurements when you are done, I will be upstairs making an espresso."
"Come up when you are done."
He gave Heart a wink, then turned and started slowly up the stairs.
Saint watched him leave with a smile, then grabbed the tape measure he had left behind and turned to Heart.
Heart looked at him.
"I… Shouldn't he be the one measuring me.?"
"Nope," Saint grinned, wiggling his eyebrows, then advanced on Heart slowly.
Saint pointed at the spot with all the mirrors.
Heart nodded and walked over, stood on the small black platform in the centre of the mirrors and waited standing there tapping his leg.
Saint chuckled.
"You have never done this before, have you?"
Heart shook his head no.
Saint stepped forward.
He didn't want to admit it aloud, but this was his first time too. His first time taking someone into his safe place. First time of opening up and letting someone new in after Win.
Saint took the flimsy tape measure and looked at Heart.
"I have to measure your chest first."
"Do you have something other than that big nude sweater on?"
Heart nodded. And slowly started pulling his shirt up. His undershirt caught on the thick lip of the jersey material.
Saint reached out and helped him, the sweater pulled loose, releasing Heart's head and Heart looked at Saint realizing the distance between them was only a hand's breadth.
Heart gulped.
Saint blinked at him, wondering if he should call Jerry back.
His heart beat like crazy, the thumping ran through his veins like an echoed thrumming that made him want to slide his hands across everywhere.
Instead, he lifted each arm out of the way and wrapped the tape around and under Heart's chest. Lightly. His finger slid beneath the tape and smoothed it making sure there were no kinks or twists in the thin material or the tape measure that would stop from getting a proper measurement.
The more he circled Hearts chest the more he realized he was itching to hug Heart.

Quintin has been in love with Kaylen for sixteen years, but it takes Kaylen breaking his heart and humiliating him to realize that sometimes it's best to let go. All his life he loved someone he could never have, and it takes healing to realize love can be given in places he never thought he could find it. But just when he finally feels like he can be happy again he never thought that Kaylen would show up. Especially not on their second anniversary of that horrible day, and certainly not asking the same thing.

He never knew how much the happiest words in the world could make someone really hurt. And Quintin wasn't sure he could ever say yes to Will you marry me, ever again.

After Ben had prepared Pricillia for her new job, he returned to the fortress with the funds he had collected from Goldcrest and the past few days sales from Wolfmere.

His Zoom spell had teleported him into the Barracks recruitment room. Ben operated the recruitment menu to choose the Half-Giant template he had previously saved. 

He altered their individual facial appearances so they would look more human rather than a cross between an ogre and a human. For some reason, the random faces this recruitment menu generated made them look more monster-like than human.

Normally Ben would only choose the "enhanced strength" dual class for his generals but this time he gave each Half-Giant a dual class. Each of them would be a Heavy Infantry Swordsmen and a Heavy Infantry Axemen.

This small squad of ten Half-Giants cost Ben 10000g to create but they would be an unstoppable force on the battlefield. Standing at nine feet tall and weighing around seven hundred pounds each. Their frames looked like massive bulky bodybuilders and he felt one of them could easily throw him across the room.

Ben thought the template he made looked impressive in the menu screen but when he saw these ten guys towering above him it was an intimidating sight. He began to wonder if his generals had the strength to hold off ten of his normal recruits, then how many recruits could these Half-Giants hold off?

Even though, these Half-Giants towered over Ben they still showed him the same respect as the other troops. Each of them showed unquestioning loyalty and Ben could only thank Athena for that. He was confident he could put these guys in their place but it would not be a pleasant experience.

The big guys followed him on a tour of the Barracks and the fortress settlement. Ben had to bring them around to let the people meet them so they would not shit bricks when they suddenly saw them walking down the street without him around.

He was pleasantly surprised at how everyone treated them. He did not think they would be rude but Ben was surprised to see the majority did not show fear either. They were actually thrilled to know they had these enormous sized men would be protecting them.

The Half-Giants were given a crash course on everything in the fortress settlement. He even added an oversized table and chairs to the front corner of the Restaurant for them.

After their tour, they went to the custom home Ben made them. He had them try on their military clothes, gear, and armor and was glad there weren't any size issues. Before he forgot about it he also placed a large assortment of the enormous sized weapons he had designed for them in their house.

The Half-Giants were also instructed on how to operate the System-Link chairs. Ben had to place a metal table against each of the System-Link chairs so their long legs would not dangle off the end of them. 

The Half-Giants did not have a general and would mainly fight under Ben's command in battle. This meant they would not have anyone to work with them on the training field. 

Everything on the training field was scaled to be used by normal sized people. These guys just couldn't use the obstacle courses or other stages around the field so there wasn't a point in having a general to train them.

They would not be used like normal soldiers who would need to know how to walk in formations, make defensive lines, and fight in unison with the other troops. 

Ben planned to unleash the Half-Giants on the battlefield as if he was summoning a natural disaster. The Half-Giants would be sent out to run amok and create chaos in the enemy lines.

For now Ben gave them all one Indigo Iron Fruit to eat and a few hundred Flourishing Domination pills each.

[Flourishing Domination]: This is a low-grade muscle growth pill. It can increase the strength of a regular person over time. This pill is not effective for cultivators above stage three.

From the effects, these pills had on his other troops they seemed to work like a low-level natural steroid. They helped build muscle and strength without any side effects. The Indigo Iron Fruit would increase their bone density making them less prone to broken bones.

Ben created a rotating schedule for them. The Half-Giants were instructed to do weight training in the morning, attend classes around noon, and run around the inside walls in the evening. 

Then the following day they would do weapons training in the morning, attend classes around noon, and run around the inside walls in the evening. 

Ben had them remove their armor after trying it on and to use the System-Link chairs for today. As of tomorrow morning, they would begin their rotating schedule.

Right alongside their home, Ben made a large single room building to the oversized specs of the Half-Giants house and began construction. While this new building was being built, Ben walked over to the blacksmith and opened the custom crafting menu.

Through the Blacksmith menu, Ben created various weight training bars, steel plate weights, benches, and racks which were also to scaled for the Half-Giants size. Everything needed to be made on a larger scale so it is comfortable for them and solid enough to support their massive frames.

When the building beside the Half-Giants home was finished Ben filled it with the custom weights, benches, racks, lifting bars, and dumbbells. As an afterthought, he lined the walls with large mirrors and left weight training exercise diagrams and recommended beginner workouts on a table by the door for them to review.

He had no intention of making them perform difficult workout schedules to follow. This was only to help them increase their strength and keep them in shape. As it was they were so strong that he had to leave behind hundreds of free weight steel plates to make sure they had enough to just lightly weight train.

One of the benefits with Ben's military recruits is they could all read and write. This way they could review the information he left them on their own. He also left a note in their home informing them that he built a weight training room for them next to their home.

The 10k Ben had spent on the Half-Giants took a large chunk out of his current funds but he still had enough to recruit a few more troops. 

Now with the clothing, gear, armor, and weapons being to the new Human male body template size the new recruits could be issued this gear which was directly stored in the armory. 

Ben could simply recruit troops now and hand them off to their generals who would provide them with the clothing, armor, weapons, and gear they would need.

Just to round up some of the divisions numbers Ben recruited fifty Elven archers and one hundred and fifty Human Heavy Infantry Spearmen.


The recruitment menu gave him a total of how many troops he currently had under his command.

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[CURRENT TROOPS]
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400: Elven Archers- General Victor
200: Human Mounted Knights- General Justinus
600: Human Heavy Infantry Spearmen- General Kaeso
600 Human Male Dismounted Knights- General Decius
100 Javelin Cavalry- General Cassius
10 Half-GIant Male Heavy Armored Swordsmen/Heavy Armored Axemen
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[ 1910 Total Troops]
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Now with a grand total of 1910 troops, he was approaching the numbers that most of the other kingdoms could field. If you were to compare troop quality, Ben guessed his troops would be equivalent to three or four of their drafted citizen soldiers.

Ben decided to teleport to the ruined Druid town he had found in the forest. There were a few more facilities he wanted to build while he had the money before he quit for the day.

Now that his build zone just about encompassed the entire Wayard Woodlands he could now build here.

Ben started by taking down the outer crumbling wall with his deconstruction tool. The outer wall was replaced with a thirty foot high by five-foot thick concrete and rebar walls and a Gatehouse. The new concrete wall and Gatehouse was encircled with a twenty foot wide by twenty-foot deep moat.

There currently wasn't a Water Treatment structure so the moat remained a trench for the moment.

Ben placed a steel plate drawbridge on the Gatehouse and used Raise Earth to narrow a small section of the moat so it was close enough for the drawbridge to rest upon.

He went inside the ruined town and began to remove the crumbling building and added concrete stairs to make it easier to climb from the lower tiers to the upper tiers.

He had to laugh as he walked around this ruined town it reminded him of a certain town with a nuclear bomb in the middle of it from a game he had once played. The entire town was built on a tiered crater in a similar way. Except in this town, there wasn't a nuclear bomb in its center. There stood a towering tree whose canopy spread over the entire town like a giant umbrella.

Each tiers ground surface was covered in stone paved roads to prevent any more soil erosion and to keep the place cleaner looking and free of mud during the rainy seasons. 

The tree helped protect the ancient town from snow but Ben decided to install Heating Coils under the stairs and on each tier to ensure sure the town's walkways remained snow free. 

On the lower tier closest to the tree ben built a keep like the one he used to live in on top of the ruined building's foundation that he discovered the underground library inside. 

It was still possible to use the ancient basement by cutting away the floor in the keep to expose the staircase leading down to it.

On the third floor of the keep, Ben built a few structures.

[Power Plant]: Provides a power grid for ten miles in every direction at level one from where it is placed. Upgrading can further extend the grid's coverage.[locked until: built Research Center] [Costs: 200g]

[Waste Treatment]: Disposes of all human waste inside a pocket dimension. [locked until: built Research Center]  [Costs: 200g]

[Water Treatment]:  Provides clean purified water from the surrounding atmosphere. [locked until: built Research Center]  [Costs: 200g]

[Warehouse]: The warehouse holds all the gathered resources and products created by the many structures that can be built. Structures can deposit or withdraw from the warehouse depending on their purpose. [Costs: 200g]

[Trash Incinerator]: The trash incinerator is directly linked to all trash disposal units in its radius. Every 12 hours the incinerator will collect trash from the nearby disposal units and burn it inside a pocket dimension like the waste treatment structure. [costs: 200g]

Even though they were less expensive structures they still cost him 1000g. By having these structures it would allow him to turn this place into a proper town in the future. There was no rush to build this place and he wanted to start building it up a little at a time.

As a finishing touch, for now, Ben built electric street lights around each tier and a concrete road that ran north through the forest to connect with the roads near the cemetery on the west side of his fortress plateau.

This new road was lined with wooden walls and outer moats to prevent profound beast from accessing the road. 

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Ben returned to the fortress and spent the remainder of the day and night in his Qi chamber after he went out to dinner with Mythia at the Restaurant.

The next few following days he would stop in at the Wolfmere store to help teach Priscilla more about the products and foods and return to the fortress to train.

He allowed his businesses profits to accumulate over the next four days and then went around collecting them. Once again with his funds enriched so he left the fortress and ran west to the walled-in Sect Headquarters.

Ben went directly into the Sect Headquarters recruitment room and opened the menu.

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[SECT RECRUITMENT MENU]
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Random Male Cultivator...…[Costs: 5000g]
Random Female Cultivator…...[Costs: 5000g]
Custom Creation Cultivator…...[Costs: 5000g]
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'Ouch, these prices are expensive. If I wanted to make a large SECT of cultivators it is going to take a long time to save up this much money.'

*DING!* [They are expensive but they come with a perfect cultivation technique which is custom tailored for each of them. This at least saves you from having to spend 1000g to find the idea cultivation technique for each of them.]

'Oh? Well, that's a plus, at least I do not have to worry about finding a technique to match them. I guess I can't complain though. To have the ability to purchase a cultivator is a huge option given to me. It seems most of these kingdoms only have at most five cultivators and most of them are low staged. I have enough money to buy three of them right now and if I sell some ore off I could get four of them and have a little money left over. That should be a good start, for now, it isn't like a need an army of cultivators if I had even ten higher staged cultivators it would be plenty.'

Ben made up his mind and sold off the large surpluses of ores, stone, wood, and other assorted products his workshops were making which were just sitting in his Warehouse. With just over fifty thousand gold coins he could now create a small squad of cultivators.

 He opened the Sect Headquarters custom creation cultivator option and found It was the same menu as the Barracks creation menu that allowed you to create and tweak every part of the person as if they were a game character.

He thought about how he was away from the fortress so often and Mythia was only able to see him for an hour or two most days. It would be good to have someone for her to hang around with similar interests.

So he decided to make ten female cultivators and gave them the ages of around eighteen years old. Just as he had done with the Fairy Magi, Ben used beautiful teen models and celebrities from Earth for the female cultivator's faces and bodies.

Ten gorgeous young ladies were soon created and each was wearing a long all white cheongsam. Each of them looked like young brides in their traditional Chinese dresses. 

They may look stunning but their dresses weren't suited for cultivation and training.

Ben walked them over to the seamstress and made custom fitting black and red tai chi uniforms just like the one he had made for Mythia. While the uniforms were being made he escorted the four young ladies over to the Market and had them pick out a decent sized wardrobe, along with multiple pairs of footwear, and any accessories they needed.

Ben placed their clothes into separate slots in his inventory and continued over to the Intermediate Education For All school Mythia was attending. When she finally came out from her lessons Ben introduced her to the young ladies. She was a little shy at first but as they walked around the town Ben followed behind and let Mythia introduce them to all the local attractions.

The small group then made their way over the Sect Library and Mythia showed them how to use the System-Link chairs. Before they began using them everyone went up to the castle penthouse to assign the young female cultivators each their own bedrooms from the ten unoccupied ones they had.

These young ladies were given the same schedule as Mythia was currently following. Each of them could already read so they would attend the Intermediate Education For All school with Mythia and then cultivate until sunset after their lessons.

This way Mythia would now have these ten older teens beside her all day long. It was as if she now had ten older sisters to hang around every day.

Mythia had already learned the Whirlwind Maneuver from the Sect Library so her bike had sat unused for the past few days. It was much quicker to use the movement technique to travel across the fortress. This meant these new female cultivators would also need to learn this technique to keep up with her as they traveled from one end of the fortress to the other.

Ben explained to Mythia that they already had a cultivation technique so she should take them back to the Sect Library so they could learn the Whirlwind Maneuver. 

Before that they had to hang up their new clothes and change out of the dresses they were wearing.

He left the girls to help one another organize their rooms and went downstairs to build ten more QI Gathering Chambers.

[Qi Gathering Chamber]: A small room which has a Qi gathering formation located under the floor. Five times more Qi can be accumulated inside each chamber. The large amounts of Qi allows for sect members to increase cultivation gains at an accelerated pace.

'That's about all I can do for today I am officially broke yet again. I guess I can continue cultivating and leave the girls to get to know each other.'


Ben closed the door on the Qi Chamber and activated the QI gathering formation before sitting down to cultivate for the rest of the day.

Welcome to Planet Victus! A world of kings, nobles, commoners, cultivators, magi, profound beasts, bandits, and even strange unique monsters who are naturally created through strange occurrences of Mana and Qi blending together.  Each of them all live and fight together in a time that seemed to resemble Earth’s early iron age.
 
Somehow transmigrated to this primitive world, Ben King has nothing but the clothes on his back and the Sovereignty System which speaks to him in a female monotonous voice. 
 
The Sovereignty System will provide Ben with the ability to build an impressive fortress from scratch which, he plans to make use of to secure a defendable home for himself. He is also provided with other ways to increase his strength allowing him to take on anything that this world can throw at him.
 
Will Ben use his system to only build an impenetrable fortress to keep this hostile world at arm's length, or use it for its true purpose to create a kingdom of his own and drag this world out of its stagnant primitive era?
 
 
Join Ben King as he travels through a new world while trying to make a new life for himself!

The slap stung Sera's cheek, but it was the surprise rather than the pain that knocked the breath out of her. 
'I can feel!' she thought. 
She opened her eyes to a blur of color and light that slowly resolved into a golden brocade canopy. She was lying in an enormous bed draped with sheer white curtains embroidered with tiny flowers in spring-colors. 
Her ears rang with the fading echo of a cacophony of voices, like leaving a noisy party for a quiet hall. It wasn't quite silent, she noted after a moment, there was the tinkle of running water and the twitter of birds. She drew in a breath, relishing in the the feel of her chest rising and lungs filling in answer, even as she wrinkled her nose against the smell of  spicy incense. 
A second slap, harder and more vicious than the first, hit the other cheek, and a female voice hissed, "Get up, you lazy cow. You have a wedding to prepare for."
"What?" Sera asked catching a glimpse of a pale hand right before it smacked her across the face for a third time. "Stop that!"
"You don't give the orders. I am still your mistress," the woman answered, emphasizing her point with another smack. "Now get up."
Apparently not trusting Sera would obey, the woman dragged her out of the bed by her hair. Sera tried to knock the woman's hands away, but her movements were clumsy and jerky. She stumbled after the woman, tripping over the hem of a long nightgown. She managed to turn her head enough to take note of inky black hair and a lithe form in a gown of floating pink and gold fabric. 
 The woman shoved Sera onto a low pedestal with a thick carpet, and finally let go of Sera's hair, only to seize her by the ear and pull Sera's face towards her own. Sera tried to jerk her head free but the other woman's grip was like a vise. Her face, Sera noted, was beautiful. Flawless ivory skin, deep brown eyes, perfectly sculpted cheekbones. She wore the heaviest eye-makeup Sera had ever seen outside of a fashion magazine, and her sneering lips were painted ruby-red. 
"Stand here and do not move. Do you understand?" the woman demanded. Sera nodded her comprehension, though the movement was still a bit wobbly. "Good. Do as I tell you, and you get to live in luxury, every pleasure at your fingertips. Defy me again and I will take it all away and you end your life in a miserable cold prison cell. Do not. Forget. Again."
The last words were emphasized with a yank on Sera's ear at each pause. Sera nodded once again. Satisfied, the woman spun around and swept through the room towards a pair of enormous double doors inlaid with mother-of-pearl flowers. The frame of the door was carved with what looked like birds. As the woman slipped through the doors, Sera looked around the room with wary curiosity. 
The room was enormous, as large as Sera's entire apartment. The bed, huge as it had seemed, was dwarfed by the chamber. The ceiling was at least forty feet over head. Lanterns dangled from the gilded rafters on bronze chains. An enormous square hearth stood at the center of the room, laid with a fire the size of an unlit bonfire. The wall Sera faced was not a wall, but a series of pillars with curtains between them, a few of the curtains tied back to reveal a large garden enclosed by a high wall.  There was a covered terrace between the room and the garden, with benches and enormous piles of cushions scattered on either side of the pillars around low tables. 
The incense came from smoking braziers scattered around the room. The running came from a brook that ran through the room over large smooth stones, under the hearth, and out into a pool in the garden. 
Sera turned slowly around on the dais, noting that it was partially encircled by screens with gilded wood lattices at the top and opaque painted panels at the bottom. Interspersed between the screens were enormous wardrobes of light colored wood inlaid with more mother of pearl. There was also a table covered with jewel-like bottles of perfume and gold and silver boxes. Several large wire and wicker contraptions sat on top of the wardrobes. 
There were also multiple large mirrors, draped in not-quite sheer fabric. Sera was momentarily reminded of the folk-custom of covering mirrors so that the souls of the dead could escape. She shivered a little at that thought. 
Then she caught sight of a tiled floor and the edge of what looked like a bathtub through a somewhat smaller door, and became aware of an urgent pressure in her bladder. 
"Let's hope there's a toilet in there," she muttered to herself, and stepped towards the door. She promptly tripped as she stepped on the hem of her nightgown and went sprawling onto the ground. "Ow."
Stupid nightgown. Grumbling under her breath, Sera got back to her feet, remembering to hold up the nightgown this time as she hustled towards bathroom. But the chamber proved be just that, a room for a bath. The tub was an enormous circular thing, the size of a hot-tub, and stood in the center of the room. Compared the other chamber, it was small, the ceiling only the height of three people. The walls and ceiling were painted with murals of . . . um . . . wow.  
"Someone has unrealistic expectations," Sera said, with a roll of her eyes. She lost a few minutes contemplating the murals, noting after a moment that they all seemed to feature the same young woman, with various men, singly or in groups, attending to her pleasure with an eye-raising number of positions and techniques. While the woman was in varying states of undress, the men were all naked, spectacularly and improbably endowed, with perfectly formed muscles and not an ounce of fat. "VERY unrealistic expectations."
Aside from the bath, the room was empty, but there was another door, to the left. Sera peered through, and found a small room with another, much smaller, bed. Sunlight poured through high windows and splashed on the opposite wall, which was filled with cupboards and shelves. Yet another door stood opposite the one to the bathroom, this one closed. Without hesitation, Sera opened this newest door, and HERE she found what she was looking for, in another room the size of the bath chamber.
It was easily the most opulent toilet Sera had ever used. The toilet paper, on the other hand . . . . 
She washed her hands in a sink of translucent marble, with what she assumed was soap, since it was in a jar near the sink, and then dried her hands on a thick, soft towel. Yet another door led from this room, inlaid with mother of pearl once again, and elaborately carved, unlike the door that led back into the smaller chamber that was likely a maid's room. 
"Your Highness, we must begin preparing you," called the voice of the woman who had slapped Sera awake, her voice muffled by distance. There was a cloying sweetness in it this time. 
Sera smiled sourly to herself and murmured, "Have witnesses this time, do we?"
She pulled open the second door and stepped through, pleased to note that she was having less trouble getting her limbs to respond. If she didn't glide through the door and back into the enormous chamber, at least she didn't stagger either. 
The woman was back, standing near the dais with half a dozen other women at her back. Her smile didn't quite mask the irritation in her eyes, which promised retribution for Sera's daring to wander off. Sera answered her with her best imitation of the obnoxiously serene smile Krystyl so often wore--shuddering a bit as she thought of her murderer. She looked past the angry beauty, to the other women, as she moved forward. 
All of them were beautiful, though not as stunning as the first woman. All had dark hair, the color running from black to dark brown, and skin in varying shades between ivory and almond. Sera would guess them all to be in their late teens, perhaps their early twenties. All of them wore elaborate eye-makeup--though, not as elaborate as the first woman's--and had lips stained bright red. Each wore a gown of embroidered silk in pastel colors, so that they looked like an array of spring flowers. Or Easter eggs. Each of them carried a tray and stood with their heads bowed and gazes fixed on the floor, expressions blandly neutral. 
No, that wasn't quite right. One of the women, the one with the lightest hair, and creamy skin dotted with freckles, kept darting little glances between the beauty and Sera. Her expression was one of suspicion. 
"Get back on the dais," the beauty snapped, and behind her the women drew in a collective hiss of shock, and looked up to gape in surprise. Expression twisting, the beauty forced a smile and oozed sweetness again, saying, "Highness, we must hurry if you are to be ready in time."
She turned towards the other women and almost growled, "You were not given permission to look upon Her Highness."
Five pairs of eyes immediately dropped. The sixth, belonging to the freckled woman, held the beauty's gaze for several long heartbeats before she, too, looked down. The beauty's gaze returned to Sera, and the malice in it sent a shiver down her spine. She obediently returned to the dais. 
As soon as Sera was in place, she was swarmed by the women. They stripped away the nightgown before she could even think to protest. 
"The Princess should bathe," murmured one of the women.
"Not enough time, she slept too late," the beauty answered. "Anoint her."
Several of the trays turned out to hold half a dozen different scented oils, which the women applied to every inch of Sera's body. There seemed to be some sort of plan to which went where, but Sera was too busy trying not to rebel against so many hands touching her, some of them in very intimate places, to try figure it out. She yelped as someone's fingers slipped into her vagina. 
The beauty smacked one of the women over her head and snapped, "Be careful you fool."
Mercifully, it wasn't much longer before they were done with the oils. Powder followed, then four of the women began to dress Sera in layer after layer of light, silky fabric in shades of gold and turquoise, while two more painted her fingernails and adorned them with tiny shimmering jewels. 
The fingernails were a shock. Sera's fingernails had always been short and slightly ragged. But now her nails were long and perfectly maintained.  
A soft voice asked her to sit, which she did with the help of the women so that the dress would not be crushed, and then it was the turn of her toes to be beautified, while the two women brushed out her hair and then wound the strands around one of the wire and wicker contraptions. The beauty settled before Sera to apply makeup, while the two remaining women adorned her with jewelry. Rings and anklets were added to her feet, bracelets and cuffs to her arms, and dozens of earrings to her ears. That too, was a shock, as Sera only had one piercing in her ears. 
Then she was helped back to her feet, and another layer of clothing was added, this one a heavy robe of cloth-of-gold brocaded with turquoise birds and pink flowers, with long trailing sleeves and an even longer train. More jewels were placed around her throat, and then the freckled woman asked, "Highness, do you wish to see yourself?"
"No--" began the beauty. 
"Yes," Sera interrupted, and turned towards the nearest mirror as the women scrambled to remove the coverings. Shock coursed over Sera as she looked at the woman in the mirror and blurted, "That's not my body!"

Sera didn’t believe in the afterlife, not Heaven or Hell, or reincarnation or rebirth. Dead is dead. She didn’t believe in magic, she believed in science. Nor, after twenty-some years of marriage to a cheating liar, did she believe in True Love. 

Until she was murdered by a rogue immortal possessing the body of one of Sera’s coworkers. 

Then she found out there IS an afterlife. And it is very, very boring. 

Luckily for Sera, she got a second chance to live. But it’s not her body. Or her world. All she has is guide her the words, “Try not to die.”

Well, obviously. 

That would be a lot easier if someone hadn’t hired an assassin to kill this body. And if she wasn’t being hunted by a disturbingly attractive immortal who’s mistaken Sera for her own murderer.

Seoul, Korea
Fashion Square – Outside Loft 33


“You are ridiculous,” Lula said, getting out of the car.

She had been silent long enough.

“You don’t honestly think that they won’t notice you literally color coordinated their movie premier red carpet to that of our client’s outfit?” she asked.

Kita looked at her. “I did no such thing. Seon Rain is not wearing navy, she is wearing Prussian blue, antique gold, and bronze from what I understand.”

Why Lula was bothering, she didn’t know. Her big brother was being overly irritating lately, and no matter what she did or how she tried to bring it up, he had well thought-out counters prepared.

Lula hated that about him, an annoying trait he got from their mother, but was envious of that inconvenient at the moment skill he possessed as well.

“Are you going to do something stupid tonight?” she asked at length.

It was a losing battle, one she just wanted a head’s up for if possible.

Kita cocked an eyebrow. “Whatever do you mean?”

“Oh I don’t know. Are you going to shoot someone for looking at our client wrong?” she offered.

Kita snorted. “Unlike you, I am not short tempered and do not glare and long to shoot first and hide a body later when it comes to someone getting in the vicinity of the client. The stories William told us,” he informed her with a smirk. “You should be simply ashamed of yourself, Little Sister.”

Lula glared at him. “I hope Rain accidentally hits you in the balls again,” she said, pushing past him and headed into the building.

“The day is still young,” Kita agreed, following her.

Inside the loft they found Lucien sitting on a worktable wearing a new three piece black on black suit with a black bow tie and vest, his attention on Will as he admired the new suit he was wearing in the mirrors. 

Will wore a Prussian blue silk jacket with black lapels and antique gold and bronze embroidery on the sleeves, and black slacks. The matching Prussian blue silk slim fit dress shirt, and black skinny tie and vest was a drastic change from his usual hoodies and colorful pajama pants. 

“What in the hell did to you do to your hair?” Lula asked, stopping in the doorway.

Will looked over at her and smiled wide. “What, you don’t like it?”

Lucien chuckled.

While Lula and Kita were finalizing security needs, the others were treated to an impromptu spa day. Lucien’s manicured nails and clean shaven face was proof that it was a group outing that they didn’t have to go out for. 

Will’s shaggy, medium brown hair was trimmed and styled, and was now platinum white and silver, shaved around the sides and longer on top in an a-symmetrical cut that was very Japanese in style. The roots were navy on the top and blended down into the platinum and silver.

“Please tell me you didn’t do something weird like this to Myo Mi-Sun’s hair,” Lula groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose.

Lucien shook his head. “No, she just laughed and had fun watching them get their hair and nails done. Compared to Will and Dae-Ho, she was a walk in the park for the stylists. They’re finishing up her hair and makeup now,” he said, motioning towards the private suite that the doors were closed on. “Dae-Ho is overseeing the progress. Security concerns addressed?”

Lula joined him at the worktable, her eyes flickering to the man checking himself out in the mirrors; she hated to admit how sexy Will looked in the custom tailored suit and new haircut. “Yes, but I think I figured out what Kitty’s problem is.”

Very few people know Seon Rain, but everyone knows Myo Mi-Sun—the stage name she uses as a superstar film and TV actress, who has stolen the heart of the nation by playing the sweet-hearted girl next door. But fame can bring unwanted attention, and when Rain’s apartment burns down and police suspect foul play, her manager decides to hire a world-glass bodyguard.

Kita Yasuhiro is a highly-trained bodyguard with a strict code of honor. Despite his flawless skills, his failure at a previous job has brought shame onto his name. Little as Kita wants to deal with a bratty young woman, he has no choice but to take this job.

Their meeting becomes exciting when Rain trips and almost falls down the stairs, Kita catching her just in time. Tall, handsome, well-dressed . . . To Rain, it is one of those moments that she has played out on television so many times over the years: the perfect man running into her when she least expects it, but when she needs him most. Out of habit from her acting experience, she puckers her lips, readying for a kiss.

The man gives her a look of disgust and leans back, dropping her on her rear.

Rain screams in frustration!

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