Think of yourself as an inanimate object

You were created to be used and enslaved

You have a will but you cannot choose your own destiny

Will you stand back and let people use you?

Or fight for your destiny?

This is a story about the Dragon dagger. It was born through the hammering of love(?) of its creator giving it life and its own will, making it stronger, to have as a companion for revenge.

REBIRTH OF ANIME WALKER IN THE WORLD OF OVERLORD , TALES OF DEMONS AND GODS,DRAGON BALL ,OVERLORD..

       Sapoti started to watch the resurrected countess daughter. Not that she had many things to do besides watch ants carrying leaves across the patio, that day.
       When the weird girl thought nobody was seeing her, she could be looking at books and babbling in a weird strange language.
       Well… Not exactly alone. She behaves that way with only Gem around. And she seemed to be amused.
       Sapoti didn't even have to talk about it because Daisy and Tortoise also noticed the odd behavior for a kid.
       As typical slighter older kids, they were all over judgmental and considered themselves more "adults" than younger children.
       Soon became clear that Margot; how they called Margaret was enchanted when people made the most common magic but frightened when saw a beast-folk in their venna shape.
       Sapoti and Gem asked to Jolly Acacia show her third eye to see the reaction, but she refused.
       They saw her talk with Bonina about Margot thoughts, that she thinks a lot, but in a weird foreign language.
       They send a message to Coca, and she replied that was nothing to worry, and if things get really bad, to call your excellence Prudence, the high priest of the Yellowbelly dragon.
       In the first days after the ritual, Sapoti recognized the word "cosplay" to refer to people in their venna form. Margot seemed delighted by the nagual or beast-folk in their intermediary half-human half-beast state.
       She screamed of joy every time she saw something in their primus form talking and walking in four legs, The little girl laughed and was gently stroked while carried by Lady Bonina. Soon everybody in the Manor started to avoid her when not in human form, as known as abaeté.
       One day everything changed, the first strange signal was when Miss Rhodochrosite, a tsonome nagual (beast-folk), tried to get her in her venna shape, half-coyote. She screamed terrified in that mysterious tongue.
       She was not amused by people transformed, she was terrified of them. Even Bonina in her venna form.
       "She called us satyrs," Daisy complained to aunty Arum Lily, who was granny Calla sister, grandmother of her and her brother Iron tortoise.
       Arum Lily, was an old satyr with a white blind eye, longhorns, always wearing jewels in unnatural holes in her body acquired along the years, and always wore a feathered hat that shows her authority in the county. "You know what that means granny?"
       "Satyrs mean us: The tromok, in dragon tongue of course." Auntie Lily pointed at all of them with her big wooden spoon. "All the nagual that were also called therianthropes, linked to the bovine animal field that can shape our forms to horned magic beasts."
       "Dragon tongue?" The kids became very excited. "Auntie knows how to speak the dragon tongue?"
       "No! But we learn a thing or two, living the whole life closer to a floating mountain were lives a dragon god." She made a reverence to the window of the kitchen where they could see the floating mountain on the horizon.
       "It means that Margot knows how to speak to dragons?"
       "That's not Margot. It is something EVIL that Bonina brought when she broke the rules of nature. Probably she will grow up to become a new tyrant dark lord that will try to take over the whole Empire."
       "The new dark lord? We should do something to stop it."
       "We never should mess with such a thing my little. Bonina broke the laws of nature and now will pay the price." 
       "Is so wrong to want to save her own daughter?" Sapoti asked with revolt.
       "Yes! I had six children who died to have the four I have today. You have two dead siblings and your own mother died for you to be born. There is an equivalent change in the world."
       Arum Lily pointed to the sugar pot and Sapoti gave it to her.
       "One dies so the other could eat. Is the yanantin law that rules the cosmos and everything is made upon, not even the gods can oppose it."
       "That sounds fair to me Granny." Iron Tortoise tried to put a finger in the cauldron with candy but auntie stop him.
       "The great balance of the cosmos is too big for us mere mortals to understand my child. One day, maybe one of you will become wise and understands the yanantin, the balance of the world." With care auntie, Arum Lily gently stroked her head.
       "We shouldn't call the church of the burning witch to do something?" Daisy asked.
       "If the church of the burning witch knows they can burn the whole manor." Auntie put a finger in her lips looking at the sides in a signal to make it secret. "Bonina and those Coca Witches who performed the ritual would all be burned on stakes."
       "Why bother?" Daisy mumbled with a frowned face and crossed arms. "Those bitches are freaking demons, they just look like women, but they aren't real people."
       "Language!" Auntie Arum Lily treated to hit her with the spoon. "We don't use that kind of language in this house. We Marigold can be poor, but we still nobles. Act like one."
       "And what we do, after all, Granny?" Iron tortoise asked.
       "It is better to not do anything." She sighed and returned to make milk candy. "We trust in the yanantin and pray to the gods to take care of it."
       Sapoti was displeased. "We should just look away and pretend that nothing happened?"
       "Both are exactly correct. When you see a baby alone in the jungle surrounded by beasts, what you do?"
       "I get the baby?" Sapoti answered in doubt. "I take him out of the jungle."
       "Wrong. It could be a trap. You don't think it is going to die, or even tries to save the baby. You warn the local tyrant that soon a young lad with a weird past is going to appear to cut his head with a magic sword in some years."
       Iron tortoise thought seriously. "So… We don't do anything and let her take down the Empire?"
       "We just pray that she will be the kind of evil lord that makes their closest subjects live in prosperity until the day the lad will appear to cut her head off."
       "But if she was a terran?" Sapoti asked. "There are many tales about terrans who came from a world without magic and bring technological wonders like numbers, medicines, and musicals instruments."
       "Please Sweet Thing, you are too old and are too smart to believe in silly fairy tales like terrans."
       "So childish!" Daisy criticized. "Terrans tales were made just to explain things no one knows were come from anymore, like plumbing, flush toilets, printed press, and those weird draws that appear in the middle of crops."
       "And everybody knows how fairies are a bunch of shameless liars." Auntie Arum Lily complemented. "Terrans are just another fairy invention to trick naive and gullible people; like the existence of small invisible creatures that make people sick called bacteria and germs. They just want to trick people to buy molded bread."
       Daisy agreed. "I heard they started spreading rumors that homeopathy is not effective and are making potions made with mold bread called penicillin."
       "Your Uncle Nicolas is always falling for those fairies." Auntie stops coking to warn them. "Fairies have dark tricks called psychology to control people's minds. Take care of them."
       "And about Margot?" Sapoti asked.
       "She's is dangerous too. Now go keep an eye on her. I don't like to let her alone with Gem for so long."
       Auntie waved her hands and the girls obey. Even were the older kids, Daisy and Tortoise are afraid of the girl and left Sapoti alone.

Margaret was a weaboo that only cared for comics, novels, and games. Until she died reincarnated in the body of a small child, daughter if the poorest countess in a fantasy world,
Now she wants to be an overpowered adventurer but is not an easy task and she brought something else with her, that will create a lot of problems.

I scramble through my papers desperate to look at my test scores. Math 100%, Reading 100%,Writing 150%. I sighed in relief, my extra credit for writing counted. I started to cross the street and I passed by a man with a hood. A second later I felt my body collapse and my conscious slip as my eyes fluttered shut. After a long sleep, I felt my body unable to move properly, I opened my eyes. I was aching all over had I been beat up? My vision was blurry and I could not see anything properly. But when I could  my mouth hung open and I asked myself, What is going on? There were people gathered around me and they were waving gold coins all eagerly looking at the hooded man. I tried to stand up to get out of the way when the man exclaimed, "Look at this young promising witch any one can go above 100 gold pieces!" I was astonished when the man looked down at me. Was I being sold as a witch I know no magic nor do witches even exist. I looked around at the people around me and noticed that they were not normal. Some had cat ears, some had tales. But they were all parts of animals, some animals I could recognize and some I could not. The grass below me was so green I couldn't help but ask myself, Am I in another world? This was irrational, how can there be another world and if there is, how did I get here so fast? It would take a rocket ship and this place is outside of the solar system for sure. How would I get here so fast without waking up or eating food? The only part that made sense is that no beings like this existed on earth. A tall man with brown hair and blue eyes stepped out of the crowd and demanded.
"150 gold for the girl." The crowd went silent and the hooded man cheered
"You got yourself a deal Mr …"
"Charlie" the man said as he tossed a sack at the hooded man "Mr. Charlie" Mr. Charlie made his way over here and picked me up. I tried to resist but he was way too strong for me to deal with on my own. I tried to say something but no words came out. Was I scared? Mr. Charlie walked out of the crowd and into the open plane of grass and sitting there was a pegasus. It was beautiful, it was pure white and the mane looked so fine and smooth that I would not be able to hold it properly. The pegasus looked at me with it's brown eyes that felt like it penetrated my soul. I wish I had eyes like hers. They were so pretty. He got on the pegasus and whispered some indistinct words and the pegasus took off into the sky. Flying was the best feeling I have ever had in my life, I tried to keep a straight face as watching us gain height and speed over the field. Mr. Charlie looked down at me and exclaimed,"You probably have no idea what is going on. Don't worry we are not all like those people they were doing things against the rules of the high court. Most of us are rule abiding people." I was too confused to really say anything all I want is to be put back in my world where things made sense. But for now all I could do was wait and gather information about the situation I was in. I tried to make a small noise and wiggle my toes both were achievable. I tried whispering a word and I did it.  
"Why am I here?" I demanded trying my best to sound intimidating. He looked down at me with interest.
"You are here because you are a witch and lots of night creatures would love to use your magic for defeating the Evergreen dragon." Mr.Charlie answered confidently. When he said the Evergreen dragon I mentally freaked out. Why does a dragon in this world has the same name as me?
"Who is the Evergreen dragon?" I asked, Mr. Charlie chuckled as if I were a nonchalaunt child.
"He is the ruler of all dragons who blames this world for the loss of the child that he had with a witch named Selina. He threatens to burn down the world daily and wants to kill everyone on the planet." I did not know what to say. That is so sad that I almost felt that the dragon was doing the right thing by destroying the planet.
"What actually happened to the baby dragon? Do you think it is still alive?" I inquired,
"We do not know what happened to the baby dragon but we are almost positive it is dead." Mr. Charlie said sadly. I felt for the Dragon and his wife losing a kid is probably like losing a parent. I was about to ask a question about the mother when the pegasus started to descend closer to this old style but pretty and big castle. It was made out of stone and there were at least 15 rooms and there was one giant room that was like ten times bigger than all the other rooms. "Welcome to my house I want to show you around. You will be living here from now on." I looked at him. I really did not want to live with a complete stranger but where else would I go. "There are two other kids here about your age but a little bit older than you. They will be very happy to know that another kid has joined us!" That comforted me a little bit but why would they like me nobody ever liked me so what are the chances that they will.
"O...kay." I stammered, walking alongside him to the wooden doors.

Emily always thought that if you study hard enough that you will accomplish things that nobody else can. But throughout this adventure she learns that friends help you with everything that you do. Starting from the beginning with how to make friends. Emily makes great friends that she could never hope for more than them. But with good comes bad. Emily is an orphan that had been kidnapped. Then she was brought to a new world and sold as a witch. Emily was positive that she was not a witch. The man who bought her was Mr. Charlie and he brought her to the friends that Emily truly trusts and asmires. Emily discovers what she truly is and being what she is she has to go find her father that she thought was long dead.

"When the great Yggdrasil woke up from its 2,000 years of slumber, its roots tore the earth open as it grew and spread out into the sky. Light pierced through the clouds into the world, bringing dawn to Midgard. As the sap of the World Tree flowed out into the world, lush vegetation grew, turning the barren land into a lush forest. – New Genesis: The Dawn."
That was how the Midgard people would describe the dawn, years later. The literati would use the most magnificent words to describe what they saw, but Hao Ren's record in his workbook was so much simpler.
"The tentacles of Blackie covered the whole land. As these tentacles waved around, the sky began to brighten up. It was dawn. These tentacles, which covered the land earlier, turned into the prairie and black forest at the border."
The members of the Steam Assembly and leaders of the various communities in Twilight Capital stood on the steel platform. They were all stunned by what happened before their eyes. What happened outside the Twilight Shroud was utterly beyond their understanding. Apart from a small number of scholars who are the most traditional and unpopular, most people in this city had never imagined what it would be like as the long night ended. "The end of the night" was always a vague concept. It was nothing more than a dry vocabulary such as chaos, radiance, and recovery of all things. The ancestors lived under the energy shroud could never grasp the meaning of these words. What was radiance? What was recovery? What was the forest? What was grassland? No one knew.
Only when the people of Twilight Capital witnessed things personally, they quickly grasped what dawn was.
"The long night is over! The long night is over."
Exclamations rose on the platform. Some high-ranking Steam Assembly members and scholars recovered from their stunned minds and muttered quietly among themselves. Cheers of excitement rose. Even the solemn Steam Assembly could not help themselves. Soon the atmosphere of excitement quickly spread into out from the steel.
All residents living in the upper city began to cheer.
But the loud noise of the "rebirth of the world" was drowning out the cheers of excitement. The transformation outside the Twilight Shroud was still going on. Lush vegetation sprouted with the nourishment of the lifeblood, even the sound of trees growing was a deafening roar. The earth transformed as Yggdrasil moved his tentacles. He was repairing the earth layers that had become fragile and unstable as a result of the mysterious explosion. Cavities were filled, and fissures healed. New rivers and plains were taking shape, and water from the aquifer was purified and discharged onto the surface, forming into waterways. Some of the tentacles were reaching into the sky to regulate the atmosphere to prepare for the first rain in the new world.
The First Borns were playing their roles. They maintained the ecological environment on the land. Though they were powerful and looked terrifying, their hideous tentacles were never born for killing.
The sights outside the city were so amazing that the inhabitants of Twilight Capital had not noticed one thing: the pale yellow energy shroud that had enveloped the city for thousands of years had disappeared. The light shining on their faces was of the long-awaited natural skylight.
In the outer zone of Twilight Capital, the steam locomotive supervisor Borcen was standing on his favorite locomotive. He felt a breeze blowing on his face for the first time in his life. There was no smoke, no pungent oily smell, only the scents from the indescribable plant and earth. Borcen sniffled with his red nose in the breeze. Looking up into the sky, he saw the clouds clearing up and the sky shining. The Twilight Shroud had gone.
"Oh, my ancestors!"
While transformation was ongoing in Midgard, Hao Ren saw some blurry black spots in the direction of Rainbow Bridge.
Those black spots flew in the air under the backdrop of the skylight and got closer and closer as if gods rode on the glory of the dawn onto the earth. When the black spots were close enough, he finally saw what those were: they were dragons flying in formation.
The golden dragon was leading in front followed by hundreds of dragons of various colors. There were so many of them that they almost covered the entire sky. As the first radiance of the new dawn shone, they rapidly approached Twilight Capital.
"Dragon! The dragons are coming!" Someone on the platform screamed. "The descendants of Nidhogg are coming!"
The scream came from some impulsive and timid guy. But it the people of Twilight Capital got the jitters of horror tales.
On the verge of chaos and just when Hao Ren as about to step forward to clarify things up, a shrill of a female came from not afar. "Calm down! Throw the hysteric out!"
It was Lavinia, the leader of the Steam Assembly, speaking. Everyone on the platform instantly became quiet.
"They are our people, the men of Galazur that I have mentioned earlier," Hao Ren explained. He had told her about these dragons. But he did not expect Galazur would bring so many of them in a formation. Worse still, these dragons consisted of a variety of species and half of them were of black dragons!
Galazur was the head of all these five different colors of dragons.
The mighty dragon formation came from the horizon. Under the super-charging of mysterious draconian magic, their speed was much faster than it seemed. Almost instantaneously, this flying army had arrived above Twilight Capital. The golden dragon led a few dragons, which appeared like heads of their respective species, descending in a spiral. Hao Ren heard the loud voice of Galazur.
"Get out of my way! Those who are slower don't try to go to the front! Clear some landing space for me! Those of you coming from behind, please find yourself some places and hang there if you can't find any landing space. Those towers are solid enough to hold your weights; I have tried them before."
Equipped with a translation plug-in, Hao Ren could understand what the dragon was saying. But the ordinary people had no clue what it meant. They only heard the golden dragon was roaring as she descended. Most faces pale, particularly a few high-ranking members of the Steam Assembly were already quaking in their boots.
The members of the assembly, face pale, watched as the dragons landed and lined up on the edge of the steel platform. Some of the dragons had to move aside to clear some space for those coming from behind. Those smaller dragons landed and hung on the towers around the platform as instructed by the golden dragon.
"You can proceed with the next phase," Hao Ren said. His brows arched when he saw a small green dragon hanging from a tower began to gnaw the steel beam curiously. But he turned to the Steam Assembly members and said, "As what we have discussed, you all will evacuate the people, while the Twilight Guards will move out the resources. These dragons will help you to move the big boilers."
After the members of the Steam Assembly left, Galazur, who had transformed into a human now, strode up to Hao Ren. Following behind her was a blue-eyed, blue-haired beautiful girl wearing a long blue dress with fine scales on her cheeks.
"She is the helper." The dragon queen put on a broad smile and patted Hao Ren on his shoulder.
The blue-haired girl, appearing a little shy, smiled and bowed slightly at Hao Ren as a sign of respect. She did not say anything.
"Oh, she is Shirley, a kindergarten teacher in my homeworld. She's come to help."
Vivian, brows knit together, looked at the dragons lined up on the steel platform. "We thought you all come in human form! With many dragons flew in from the sky, the city is going to fall into panic."
Galazur shrugged helplessly. "I can't help it. They are all baby dragons, and few have mastered the skill of shapeshifting."
Hao Ren was stunned. "Baby dragons? You brought a bevy of baby dragons?"
Galazur turned her head around and looked at the noisy baby dragons hanging from the towers. "By coming here and moving a few bricks, they would get an additional ten marks in their final exam. So they didn't ask where and what. Where can I find such a readily available pool of good labors?"
Speechless.
It looked like the world of the dragons had such practices as well.


As a person who is down-to-earth as well as a good Samaritan, Hao Ren desires to live the rest of his life as a benevolent landlord. Stumbling into a curious yet mysterious lady, he began his journey of “collecting” abnormal and supernatural tenants. 
His life only became more chaotic when he receives a labor contract from “God”. Discover the many races, myths and worlds that lie beyond what humans define as normal! This bizzare fantasy full of fun is sure to bring you on a crazy rollercoaster of emotions!

"Ahh." A dwarven child in a lightly lit room let out a small gasp. He had red hair and red eyes like the leaves of maple leaf in autumn. "What happened?" He asked confusedly. His pupils visibly contracted at the sight of lights inside the room. After a while of looking at the ceiling and putting his thoughts in the right places, he finally oriented his mind. "Ah yes, I was born." He tried to say but his mouth and tongue aren't moving perfectly. Still trying to talk but failing miserably, he said "I remember being pushed out by the flesh that wrapped around me. What a weird feeling." He tried to look around, searching for anyone and anything, but being covered in some sort of crib, his vision was blocked and could only see the ceiling.
 "I need to get up." He said as he flailed his arms and feet around, trying to get up. He was curious at his current situation. 'Where was he? What was he? Where is his family?' And so he tried to get information by standing up and looking above the barriers of his baby crib. His body was weak, but not as weak as he expected. "Huh? Were babies this strong? I was only going to make an attempt but was prepared to fail with my weak body." He struggled and tried to grab at something to support his body. "Almost there." He said while he gritted his non-existent baby teeth. After a few slips and tries, he finally stood up and put his head above the crib, panting slightly but with a huge grin on his face since he was proud of himself for successfully standing up. A stellar achievement for a one-day old baby but a not-so-proud display for someone who was a fully grown soul.
 His young eyes were greeted by a beautiful room made with various stones and metals of different colors. Some were grey and some were black, some were golden and some were shades of red. It was all so beautiful to him. It was not like some prince's room where everything is richly extravagant, filled with riches and chandeliers made with gold. No, the room was all intricately designed manually. Every nook and corner was designed in such a way where it was pleasing to the eyes. The walls were embedded with pictures made with differently colored stones and metals. The pictures were figures of different people, beasts, and nature. Every detail told a story, and as a whole, it was a world of its own.
 The dwarven child's mouth dropped at the sight. His eyes focused at the masterpiece before him. He felt that this room, compared to a king's or a rich person's room was several hundred times more precious. It's like comparing an expensively bought gift, to a gift that was personally made with hard work. Although the expensive gift was definitely appreciated, the personally made one felt more heartfelt and more precious to the receiver. The room he looked at felt similar. He knew it was made with love and passion for his work.
 However the room wasn't the only thing visible to him. His vision was also filled with astonished looks from people that were apparently in the same room. "Ah I forgot babies weren't supposed to stand up." He murmured. The only two people in the room were staring at him. They both had red hair like him. The man who he assumed was his father had thick hair and beard. His hair was very curly, so curly that it was like very frizzy lightning bolts. It was well kept and clean however, giving him this imposing and mature look coupled with his powerful looking body. The woman, who was most likely his mother, also had curly hair, although the curves were like multiple waves on a beach. Her skin was whiter unlike his healthily tanned father. She still had the tough looking muscles dwarves had, but was definitely slimmer. She was also way taller than her father, around half a foot left to reach six feet, although that was simply his assumption. As he looked at her more closely, her ears were slightly pointed. "Mixed blood?" He thought. "That does make me also a mixed blood too?" 
 They were in awe at him for a few seconds until they got their gears up and running again. His mother walked up to him and said. "Belthrum, my baby. One moment I look away from you and you're already standing up!" She was still confused, but the reality was in her face, and could only be happy about her baby being already able to stand up.
 Belthrum, the dwarven child that was the third soul, didn't recognize his name from the mumble jumble that was the new language he was hearing. It was confusing to him and didn't recognize any word from it. It was slightly similar to some language in his previous life, but only sounded like it. "Speaking of my previous life, I distinctly remember having two other souls being sent reincarnated with me. I wonder what happened to them."
 As Belthrum thought that, sharp memories came flashing to him. A memory about snowy mountains and a giant white dragon, and another memory that was the sensation of death and blood. The memories suddenly exhausted him, not physically but mentally. "I see." He murmured as he passed out.

***

 In the mountains of Talar, three newly hatched grey colored dragons were frolicking about and eating a carcass of a giant frost boar when one of the three abruptly turned his head towards the south. He narrowed his slit reptilian eyes, thinking about what just happened. He felt a felt two connections forming to his mind for a moment. It was but a split second, but that was all he needed to figure out what was going on. The two consciousnesses made him feel whole, as if finding that he had another pair of limbs all along, but just forgot about it. 
 "That was… me." He said with a pause, and then grinned with his savage looking draconic mouth. "They were the two other me's.  Ahaha! We had quite the fate did we? One turned into a mixed breed dwarf, another turned into a dragon, while another turned into a literally bloody plant. This is too funny. Ahahaha!" The serpentine dragon said while laughing. His two siblings were looking at him weirdly. That speech he just finished came out as low grunts and roars, while his laughs just looks like he's gasping for air. Most of the speech was just in his mind since his draconic mouth is not fit for speaking.
 "But I see, a name huh? I didn't completely understand the words, but I could tell that my dwarven part was given a name by his parents already. Just like any normal humanoid would." He said while nodding his head. "I shall have a good name of my own. What should I call myself? Maybe a legendary dragon name like Fafnir? Or maybe a cute one like Tohru? On the other hand, Ouroboros is also cool."
 He thought of different names, most of them coming from his previous life that he could barely remember. The young dragon was so enthusiastic about choosing his name that it was too late when he finally noticed how his siblings had finished eating most of the boar meat.
 ROAR! He roared angrily at his siblings and chased them away from the remaining meat. They scampered and ran weakly at the corners at the cave, fearing their intelligent brother. "Ah you big brutes, you left me with this pile of bones?!" He shouted loudly. "Bah, forget it. I'll just ask father for more meat. And speaking of father, maybe I can ask him for a name? Now that I think about it, isn't it weird that he still hasn't named any of us?"
 The intelligent young dragon focused his mind and called out to his father. "Father, may I talk to you?" There was a moment of silence for all siblings. They were waiting for their father to respond. Although the two other young dragons still don't know how to express themselves fully through the mental communication between them, they still knew when their father was going to speak. And they were very afraid of their father.
 "What is it my child?" Came a booming voice. The intelligent young dragon gulped a bit. His siblings hid even further in the cave, afraid. "F-Father, I was wondering why you haven't named us yet. I-I wanted to have a name." He said, stuttering. He wasn't really afraid, but there was just something about the presence of their father that makes him as meek as a lamb.
 "Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm." A very long thoughtful voice sounded in their minds. He could feel the vibration of the voice in the surroundings and his ears despite the voice just sounding in their minds. It was truly illogical how a mental communication could affect their surroundings.
 "My child, we usually don't give out names until the day of your awakening." His father said. The intelligent young dragon waited for a bit to make sure his father was done talking, afraid of interrupting him.
 "Awakening? What is the awakening father?" He asked as cutely as he possibly can as a 15 meter baby dragon. The topic of awakening seems to be some important event and he didn't know if his father would be comfortable talking about it to his few-days old children, so he asked cutely to convince him. Well, he didn't even know if asking cutely would have an effect, but it was worth a try.
 "Well, my child, the awakening is a very important event that happens not just in the lives of us dragons, but every sentient race as well. It would have a very major effect on your path of life. It is a process of awakening one's race sole racial trait that other species would never hope to get. 
 For example, to elves, they would awaken with life magic, able to bring back a person from the brink of death no matter how severe the injuries. But to us dragons, we would gain breath magic that is more destructive and more powerful than any other race could achieve." The voice sounded proud.
 The intelligent young dragon, curious about his dwarf counterpart, asked. "What about the dwarves father?" But then his reptilian eyes widened when he realized, 'Oh no, I forgot I was supposed to be a baby. It's impossible for me to know about the dwarves.' He immediately acted cutely to try to save himself from the predicament. He still wasn't sure if it's working.
 He felt a stare coming from outside the cave, scrutinizing him. Beads of sweat came out of his forehead with that. He did his best to act indifferent and continue with his cute baby dragon acting. 
 Finally, his father replied, not asking him about how he got the information. "The dwarves… hmmmmm, are old friends of mine. The dwarves are fanatics of crafting and forging. Even their awakened racial trait is heavily related to that. When they awaken, they would be able to summon a hammer that is the embodiment of their soul, and a special kind of fire that could be considered equally as powerful as ours.
 We call their racial trait, the hammer and forge. Although I call their fire as powerful as ours, it is not as destructive as our breath. Instead, this fire is made to create and craft. It is a fire of life and wisdom, unlike ours of destructiveness. They have another racial trait closely that is also very closely related to forging, but that is a story for another time." His father finished.
 "So how does this relate to names father?" He urged his father to continue.
 "To humanoids, although their awakening is equally as important, in the end they would still remain the same person, just with added abilities. However to us dragons, and other intelligent beasts for that matter, it changes our very bodies and being. That's why we avoid giving names before our awakening, for it changes our very person." The voice ended.
 The intelligent young dragon was taking all this information to the heart, a little bit surprised at the revelation. "I see father. When does this awakening happen then?" The voice returned, this time with a higher pitch than usual, as if amused by his son. "For humanoids, it happens usually before they age 10 years old, although with variation depending on the race. For us dragons however, it's around 50 years old, when we naturally accumulate enough mana inside our bodies." His father paused for a while, thinking. "Hmmmmmmm. However, you're a smart child, so I could probably give you a name right now. Aaaahaaahaaahaa." His father laughed very slowly.
 "The act of not giving names until the day of awakening is more of a tradition now anyways, since our ancestors in ancient times put heavy importance in naming children. They always give names very fitting of your image and abilities. I remember being so proud receiving my own name and making sure everyone knows of it. Aaaahaaahaaahaa. Those old fogies. I kind of miss them." His voice was slightly nostalgic and upbeat, unlike the usual intimidating voice. 
 His voice continued to change. It is now more imposing and majestic, throwing away his old lazy voice. "Child, if you really want a name now, I will give you one. It's the new world now. Those old traditions are now impractical and needs to be changed. I can just give you a neutral name and we will not have any troubles on the day of your awakening." The intelligent young dragon felt as if his father was grinning for some reason.
 "T-Then I want a name now. Please father." He said, still slightly stuttering, but more confident now. Even if he wanted to back out now, he felt that his father won't let him.
 "Then I will give you a name now, but under certain conditions." The intelligent young dragon felt that his father was grinning even further.
 "What conditions father?" He wanted to frown, but instead tried to make a cute face so that his father would not make the conditions harsh. It was just for a name anyway, he could just call himself something in secret.
 "I know what you're thinking child, that the conditions would be harsh, but trust me that these conditions will mostly only be beneficial to you. You're an exceedingly smart child, so I can give these conditions to you, but your siblings' minds are not yet developed enough to understand." The intelligent young dragon sighed with relief. If it's mostly beneficial, then he sees no reason to not accept it.
 "The first thing you should know is that normally, 50 years old is the time when dragons naturally accumulate enough mana to awaken. But there is a way to speed it up." His father looked at him intently from outside the cave. His father's gigantic green eyes were serious.
 "How do I speed it up father?" He responded with serious eyes of his own.
 His father looked at him and said. "Cultivating. Actively control and accumulate mana inside your body, and you would speed up the naturally occurring process."

The river of souls that control the cycle of reincarnation has no guardian to speak of. There is no heaven, no hell and no one to judge your sins. It is so mysterious that even the most powerful of beings that manage to reach it is barely able to interact with it.

It is no one's will that the souls go there when they cease to die, and it also no one's will that the river of souls is in the form of a river. It is simply the effect of the laws of the world and is part of nature.

As is all part of nature, accidents happen. Accidents are a common occurence to the river of souls although it is not a daily case. One peculiar soul however achieves an accident so rare that it was the first time in history it happened since the world began. It was a soul that resulted in three different hearts when it reincarnated.

The time returns a little.
After 210
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Mera lays the slept Vampire child in the tent courteously.
She might have been tired because a lot of things happened.
「Merazofis-kun, you also take a rest. You're considerably exhausted after becoming a Vampire. You should just discuss and decide what to do from now on with Ojou-chan」
「You are right. I will accept your kind offer」
Mera disappears into the tent.
「Now then. No matter what choice those children pick, the things that we're doing won't change. We only head to the Demons territory. Shiro-chan wants to go leisurely? Or, do you want to rush?」
「If it's leisurely, how long will it take?」
「About 3 years. If rush, it's about half a year. Ah, it's the standard here」
One year in this world was 411 days, right?
The three years in this world means that it doesn't reach three and a half years when converting to the Earth's calendar.
If we rush, it's half a year which is about 200 days.
Because there's no transportation like the car, rushing means running, but I can't insert a retort of "How long".
Well, a 3 years course, huh?
After all, the Vampire child will come along.
I mean, there are no other choices.
Selecting the other choices in this situation means that it's OK that she's a suicide applicant, right?
When thinking so, rushing to return is impossible.
Although it's nothing for the Demon King and me, there's no way the Vampire child and Mera can catch up with us.
Even if it's not like that, I want to go sightseeing, so I will go with the leisure course.
It's not that the world will ruin today or tomorrow.
「Let's go leisurely」
「I expect that Shiro-chan would say so」
Ah, yeah.
「By the way, did you appraise?」
「I did」
It's about the Vampire child and Mera.
As expected of the former half same existence.
On top of guessing what I wanted to say by tacit understanding immediately, she begins to write the appraisal result of the two people on a paper taken out of somewhere.
The passed paper, no, this is the thing that's made like a paper with threads.
Can the thread do things like this?
I will use it as a reference.
And so, I look at the written content in the passed thread paper.
Weak.
Ah, no.
When comparing them with the ordinary people, they are not weak.
In the first place, seeing from me, the entire Humans are weak, and the Vampire child is still a baby.
But, this is the status that will die immediately when being thrown into the Elro Great Labyrinth.
Can the Vampire child live with such a weak status?
Although she might get better if she grows up because she's a baby, when thinking about the human's weakness, even if she grow up like this...
Not to mention the Dragon class, even the Drake class is seen as an enough threat for the humans.
The present Vampire child seems to even be killed by the frog in the Elro Great Labyrinth.
Although Mera has the status to some extent, still, if he encounter the snake, he can't win.
Hmm.
Should I train them a little?
Although I don't have such firm motivation, it might be considerably different if I train them a little while moving.
Un.
Let's do so.
The travel time might be able to be shortened if the status of Vampire child and Mera rises.
Above all, if they become able to protect themselves, there's no need to do it anymore.
I decided so, make a simple home and go to bed.
Before that, I transfer to every places where I laid my eggs and recover it.
Although all of them have hatched, I make them into my subordinates by the point of Kin Domination, or rather, I make them into a part of me and throw them into a different space.
It saved the trouble because they stayed obediently after hatching.
If such group has been released to the world, it would be a great tumult.
The Elro Babies?
They have grew up splendidly.
They will surely live strongly.
I mean, they probably their self have established by now, I can't recover them.
After this, they will surely be acknowledged as a new monster in the Elro Great Labyrinth.
Well, none of my business.
Childcare abandonment or anything. Just say whatever you want.
I finish recovering most of them and return to the simple home, and this time, I'm going to bed.
Although I don't need to sleep in particular, if the sleep desire and appetite are omitted from me, nothing will remain.
Sleep, wake up, eat, sleep!
Un, healthy.
Thus, good night.


The movement begins on the next day.
I have the Vampire child to walk.
Although she's a baby, as long as I see her status, she shouldn't have any problems if it's only walking.
That's why, it's good to walk.
The monsters don't come near thanks to the Demon King's Intimidation, it's an easy work to only walk in the forest.
Although Mera said something and opposed it, why does he have to reject that much when it's only walking?
I ignore him.
I passed the bottle filled with the blood of the Elves to Mera.
Although the Vampire child is alright even if she doesn't drink blood because of the effect of the True Ancestor title, if Mera doesn't drink it, his status will fall steadily.
Although his face became stiff, I want him to give a clear-cut attitude because he must drink it.
When compared with me who only had poison as food, it's much better.
Ah, poison, huh?
Poison.
Fumu.
Raise their Poison Resistance, and on the occasion, let them acquire the Gross Feeder title, huh?
Sounds good.
They can acquire the Corrosion Resistance after all.
Thus, I consult the Demon King.
The Demon King has the Poison Synthesis skill, so she can create poison easily.
The slight poison to the extent that they won't die is synthesized, and if a meal is prepared with it, the poisoned dish is completed.
Let's have them to eat poisoned dish until the Gross Feeder title can be acquired.
The Vampire child and Mera reluctantly ate the poisoned dish completely.
The next day.
I taught the Magic Combat Act to the Vampire child and Mera.
The way to do it is easy.
I use my power to activate the Magic Combat Act forcibly, and have them only to maintain it.
Although it's only that, Mera had a little troubles in maintaining it.
Although the Vampire child succeeded in one time, Mera failed many times.
Is it because the skill level of the Magic Manipulation low?
I'm glad because he became able to do it in the end though.
In my case, I have to work it out from the start with feelings, so if they can't maintain it easily, I will be troubled.
Although I started this with a light feeling of "if they train a little, isn't that fine?", there seems to be full of troubles in the future.

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The world where the Hero and the Demon King continue to oppose each other. The grand magic from the Hero and the Demon King cross over worlds and exploded in the classroom of a certain high school.

The students who died in the explosion will be reincarnated in a different world. The protagonist, who had the lowest reputation in the class, was reincarnated into a spider. Nevertheless, she adapted quickly to the present condition with strong willpower.

This is a story of she who has become a spider trying whatever she can to live.

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I'm A Spider, So What?
So I'm A Spider, So What?
蜘蛛ですが、なにか?


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"Well, ... is Ash Ketchum really ... is he really an Immortal?", Atiqo gathered his courage and asked the question all fans of the Pokemon franchise wondered about.
But Cecile's reaction left him again confused.
"H-he he, hahaha, he, Ash Ketchum, hgahahaha, an Immortal, kkkiiihihihihi ...", Cecile was caught again in another fit of laughter and trouble speaking or laughing correctly. She was having a hard time deciding to laugh about 'Arthur's ridiculousness or seriously give him an answer to that equally ridiculous answer.
["Atiqo!"], an angry youthful voice could be heard in Atiqo's mind,
["Are you trying to ruin my image and my life?"], the real Arthur questioned Atiqo's dubios behaviour.
("Oh, Arty!"), Atiqo responded in his mind cheerfully,
("You managed to come see the show, how did you like it so far ?)"
["Not! Funny! And don't try changing the subject! "], Arthur replied angrily but with a strained voice as if he he had to speak under a lot of pressure.
("Hmm, so you're feeling it to ..."), Atiqo's face changed from his previous amused expression and took a more solmn tone.
["Yes, urgh ... what is this ... pressure?"], Arthur asked, this time more frugal with his words,
["It feels like ... I'm being pushed ... by a fricking plane ... !"] 
("... I am not sure Arty. I told you, we can't be there at the same time. Either you're the pilot and I have to shut up, or I take the fron seat and you go ... into the trunk, haha, you understand?")
["I repeat ... Not. Funny.", Arthur responded with a big irritated underlying tone in his voice,
["You ... should have ... warned me ... at least ..."]
("Ehh ... yeah, sorry about that. If you just held back, I am sure the pressure would disappear-")
["So I can continue ... watching you destroy ... my image, urgh?!"], Arthur stated with imaginary gritted teeth.
("I guess, I went a bit too far, haha ... ha ... ehm. But I do have a plan, just relax and enjoy the rest. By the end of this, she will voluntarily hand over the solution to our problem."), Atiqo realized his mistake and assured Arthur of their success.
[Be quick .... then ... ...."), by the end Arthur seemed to have 'logged out' of the conversation, at least that's how Atiqo saw it.
*Sigh*, Atiqo let out a huge sigh and wanted to rest for a little. Arthur's appearance caused a slight literal heachache on his part. Sadly he didn't have anyone to consult about problems related to souls or possessed bodies ... he actually didn't want to have anything to do with people related to these fields. But reality quickly pulled him back on his feet and left him no more time to consider. 
"Haha ... ha, haaaaaa. Ok, I am good again. Arthur, I don't know wether you're pranking me, or I should call my aunt again to have you checked up a second time.", Cecile recovered from her paralysed state. (^^)
"No, Ash is not an Immortal. He got into lots of troubles and adventures, my uncle told me. Sometimes he was also wounded and well, Immortals should be invincible, no?", Cecile asked with an unsure sweet smile on her face. Inwardly, she thought he had been joking with her all this time.
"Oh ...", Atiqo got disappointed,
"Well, I haven't met him personaly yet. Maybe he just covered his tracks very well. I will found out one day."
"Sure, hehe."
"And to your information, I am really an expert when it comes to Pokemon.", Atiqo puffed up his chest, as if to further consolidate his so-called position as an expert.
"Yeah, Pokemon Master ... Rom .. dego?"
"Rodriguez! It's Pokemon Master Rodriguez!", Atiqo stressed out,
"I am known quite well in the ... underworld!"
"You're a criminal, haha?", Cecile had an obvious unbelieving opinion about this.
"No, of course not. I am talking about the ...Dark Web!", Atiqo revealed dramatically, but inwardly he was sweating a little,
"But you are still just a child, I don't expect you to know about the Dark Web and the darker side of the internet..."
"Who are you calling a child?! Of course I know about it, I am not a baby who still believes in fairy tales and immortals!", she retaliated verbally,
"That's where the bad guys sell stolen goods, Pokemon and illegal stuff, right?"
"Oh, so you do know about it!", Atiqo acted suprised, but deep inside he was relieved. At least this part was still similar to his own world.
"Of course!", Cecile thought she had won.
"Well, I am known as Pokemon Master Rodriguez in the Dark Web! There are sections within the Dark Web that have profound and educational value that no one else seems to have taken advantage of. 
I have studied countless webpages full of complex theoretical strategies and mysterious knowledges that could shake the foundations of our society as a whole! And after a long time, I acquired the acknowledgment from a deeply hidden Ancient Order!", Atiqo raised his voice a bit by the end to sound more powerful. That last part, he made up on the spot as he remembered Cornelius that old man, how he talked about an ancient order. Whatever, as long as it fulfilled Atiqo's needs right now.
"And ... you expect me to believe all this ... bunch of nonsense right now because ...?", she looked at him, waiting for a confirmation that the joke was over.
"Oh, the unbeliever needs evidence, experts would recognize one another on the first sight, sighhhh!", Atiqo shook his head,
"Well, if you need proof, I will deliver! I will prove to you that I am an expert!"
"And how do you want to accomplish it?", Cecile asked with a mocking tone.    
"Me ...", Arthur's gaze turned towards an assuming little creature that stuck close to Cecile's side,
"Me and Eevette will prove it to you!"

A hidden enemy, an ancient order and a war across time and space. 
What has Atiqo, just a huge Pokemon Fan, gotten himself into?! 
Our MC shall uncover the hidden mysteries and secrets untold in the Pokemon Lore! Explore this World which has a huge potential yet to be excavated, and re-discover aspects of Pokemon never seen before or ever heard of!          

"I wanna be the very best, like no one ever was!"  
              
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After acquiring the philosopher stone, I did not pay any attention to the other things that the Golden trio got themselves involved in. I also stopped providing nutrient potions to Harry since his treatment was over. Currently he was of nearly the same height as his classmates and did not look like an abused child. He was not completely healed of malnutrition as it was not possible and some small problems will always remain in his body but major health problems in the future were prevented due my early and quick treatment of the malnutrition. 

The next few months were quiet without anything interesting happening so I decided to concentrate more on my studies. This was the only chance I would get to read Voldemort's memories so I had to make use of it as much as I can. His knowledge in other fields was lacking but he had good knowledge on Dark arts and some arcane magic which were enlightening. I also continued to prank Quirrell continuously. It was fun to see his fear and a genuine stutter whenever I pranked his turban. Voldy most probably became mad and scolded Quirrell on those occasions.

Soon it was time for the next interesting incident involving Harry Potter. The dragon egg, smuggling dragon and forbidden forest incident. After long quiet gap since this happened only in May. The incident happened as it had in the canon without any difference. It was annoying to see no change in Harry's reckless behaviour. I don't know how he and his friends gained the courage to smuggle a dragon out of Hogwarts. They must have just informed McGonagall and she would have taken care of the dragon with the help of Dumbledore. There was no way Dumbledore was going to report his loyal half giant and get him arrested.

Stealing the baby dragon did cross my mind as this was the easiest possible way for me to acquire a dragon but when I thought about the problems I would have to face to take care of it and feed it, I decided the dragon was not worth the trouble. Creating a proper enclosure for a dragon was very hard due to their high strength and magical resistance. If I had a way to communicate with a dragon, then I would be more interested in the idea but for now it was just asking for trouble. 

While smuggling the dragon out of Hogwarts, Harry, Neville, Hermione and Draco were caught outside during curfew by McGonagall. Same as in the canon. I did not like the fact that McGonagall punished them too harshly. She took only the normal penalty of 20 points from Malfoy when she saw him in the halls after curfew but her Gryffindor cubs were penalised with 50 points each. Over the points loss she also gave them detention. The detention was given to poor Neville too even though he did not do anything wrong was outside only to warn his friends. She did not even allow them to defend themselves. It looks like she was taking the frustration of her hectic job on the children. She must really consider stepping down from one of her posts. 

The three Gryffindor had it rough in their house after their House found out they were responsible for the point loss. They were shunned and insulted by the whole house. There was no physical bullying involved so I did not act and let the three face their troubles on their own.

I wanted Harry to see the true face of the Gryffindor house. What the house had changed into over the years. That it was not the house of the brave. It was now the house where mob mentality was followed and where they considered the decision taken by the majority to be the right one. They were also too stubborn to change their views even if they knew it was wrong. Like it is happening now, not everyone blamed the three for losing points and some blamed McGonagall but since majority decided that they were at fault, no one had the courage to go against the majority.

What I found funny was the fact that the three of them must have earned far more points for the house than what they had lost. The troll incident alone had given them 150 points which should have negated the hate for the points lost by them. But the Gryffindors were never known for their intelligence or common sense.

Hence the days passed without anyone coming to save the three from the shunning and insults and soon it was the time for their detention. I decided to tail the group from the sky during their detention to see the action for myself.

I saw Filch taking the four children to Hagrid and then Hagrid taking them along with his dog to the forest. What I found surprising was the fact that Hagrid was not sorry for the problems his actions had caused for Harry and Hermione. He was instead all for the detention and was not speaking with them in his usual kind manner. It seemed like he was angry at them for taking away his dragon instead of being thankful that they saved him from a prison sentence in Azkaban. 

From the sky, I could see another person following them from a safe distance. It was Dumbledore in his colourful robes. It seems like Dumbledore was not stupid enough to leave the safety of these students in Hagrid's hands. Even he has to consider the consequences of anything happening to the Boy-who-lived, the Malfoy Heir or the Longbottom Heir in the forest. If anything happens to any of them inside the forest, the career he has built up will be destroyed. No amount of favours or status will help him from a sentence at Azkaban. 

After some time, when they saw unicorn blood, the group decided to foolishly split into two teams and go separate ways. Then same as canon, Harry meets the centaurs, Bane and Ronan first when he was in a group with Hermione and Hagrid. After that the groups are changed and Harry is teamed up with Malfoy. 

Harry and Malfoy see Voldy drinking unicorn blood and when Voldy tries to attack Harry, he gets saved by the Centaur, Firenze. Firenze allows Harry to hop on his back and then takes him to Hagrid. Then Hagrid decides to cut short the detention and leads the children back to the castle. Dumbledore also leaves the group and apparates back to the castle. Merits of being the headmaster and being in control of the wards.

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A guy from our universe gets reborn into the Harry Potter universe. Read to find out how he takes advantage of his prophetic knowledge and lives his new life.

Alternate Universe so avoid reading if you like your canon characters and don't want to see theit evil side.

P.S. This is my first time writing a novel/fanfic.

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Moving and training soldiers did not necessarily mix as Kyera was quickly finding out. She was busy with the soldiers in the wide open field behind the palace, organizing the warriors to fight alongside the dragons. Clovis and his brothers teaching the younger recruits while Kyera trained the older ones into their new roles. 

Eve and Vivian set about making this palace a home, cleaning and managing the staff while trying to handle Freya who was completely useless. Her broken heart resulted in locking herself away in the tower attic away from even her son. This left Keen all alone…

Or at least it would have, if Raina would give him the chance to be alone. He sat in the gardens, drinking tea and watching two young dragons try to puzzle their way through the dragon games. 

Currently a young forest dragon who was born to blend in with fall leaves and a small ice dragon were trying to open the huge wooden puzzle cube. Ivory and Ember had managed it in 2 days, but these little ones wanted to beat that record… however it seemed unlikely. Their antics should have made him laugh, but instead the boy just watched. 

"Hey, Keen what are you doing out here?" Raina asked as she strolled into the garden. She was dressed in a simpler dress today, not her dragon leathers. 

"Shouldn't you be at the nest?" Keen asked, avoiding her eyes to watch the dragons still. Raina shook her head with a bright smile and sat down beside him on the wall. 

"Nope, my nestling left the nest! So I'm free for a bit and I wanted to spend some time with my second favorite cousin." Raina replied bumping shoulders with him playfully. He shot her a disdainful look. 

"Second?" He asked raising a brow. She chuckled at his expression. 

"Yes, second. No one can compete with baby Drynala." Raina pointed out and the boy thought about it a moment… Dryn was pretty cute. Then again… she wasn't his favorite cousin. 

"Suit yourself. I prefer my older cousins honestly." He replied with a shrug playing it off cool. Raina smiled and set her head on his shoulder. Use to this by now, he put an arm around her. "So what's wrong?"

"I'm worried about a friend of mine." Raina replied her voice sad as she huffed a big sigh. 

"Oh and why is that?" The older boy asked glancing at his younger cousin. They were a year apart, yet it didn't feel that way. 

"Well he's been depressed and avoiding me." Raina explained and he frowned. Avoiding her? Who was competing for her affection and why was he avoiding her? 

"I see. Well avoid him back. He will get over it and you two will make up." He replied and she shook her head. 

"He's not mad a me. Just upset over home stuff… your a boy, how can I help him?" She asks batting her eyelashes. He hated when she fixed him with those big blue help me eyes. 

"Invite him to do something he likes. Get his mind off it." He replied, feeling a little jealous. She was trying so hard to please this other kid…

"Okay, would you like to come spar with me?" She turned and invited him hopefully. He sighed, she could change modes so fast it wasn't even funny. 

"Sure Rain. Let's go spar." He hopped off the ledge and reached for her hand. Raina smiled brightly, all traces of her sadness gone. The pair made their way toward the training grounds. "So whose this friend anyway?" He asked kicking a wayward rock off the smooth path. Raina blinked and looked at him like he was silly. 

"You, cousin. I know that look on your face. Your hurting. I just want to make that look go away for a while." Raina admitted and his first reaction was to scoff at her. How dare… she actually be right. Deep down he knew… and the part his father groomed wanted to slap her away. However… the boy the frostlands made him wanted to hug her. He settled for taking her hand. 

"Thanks for paying attention cousin." He swallowed his pride and Raina smiled at him. Her eyes sparkling with mischief. 

"Well someone has to take care of you. I am elder." She replies smoothing her dress with one hand and putting her little nose in the air proudly. He shot her a bit of a dirty look. 

"Your older but I'm taller and grandpa's favorite." He replies teasingly, defending his little boy pride. 

"And you never let me forget it." Raina replied softly her tone suddenly sad. Keen could have kicked himself.

"I'm sorry Raina… I didn't mean to say that." Keen looked down, shamed. 

"It was true though." Raina admitted and he sighed. 

"It was only true because Grandma and Daddy talked bad about you to the Emperor and it wasn't true. None of it, they lied to me too and because of it I didn't treat you so good. I'm sorry, Raina." Keen admitted honestly ashamed. Raina offered him a smile. 

"Keen, let's not worry about that anymore. We are favorite cousins now. Family. Now come on, you promised to spar with me!" Raina sped up to a run and he had to jog to keep up with her. For a moment… his troubles were gone. 

In a world left with scars from a great war, the humans rejoice in their victory, but also weep at the cost. Unaware of the blind hatred that led to the slaughter, an entire race was nearly erased from the face of their lands. They believed they had wiped the shifters from the face of the planet, little did they know very few lived on in the very forests they visited, and in the villages they traded with. Forced into hiding, the shifters built a new clan, and lived by the old rules, hiding from humanity. 

Kyera Shade of the Moon is a Shapeshifter who takes the form of a White tigress with silver stripes. Alone in the world, and carrying the weight of her clan on her shoulders, she attempts to uphold the law she was born to, and protect the remaining of her kind. Her heart decimated by the deaths of her brothers and the absence of her mother, she finds herself caught in a net and unable to break free. In her moment of desperation, a hand reaches out and catches her. A man who threatens to steal her heart away, but can she learn to forgive herself? Can she find love and salvation in another's arms after the betrayals of so many? 

Clovis of the Dancing Rain is the fourth Prince of the Forest Kingdom. He is a clever man, but had no wish to be king. Perfectly happy to raise is Daughter in peace now that his young wife had passed. There was darkness and secrets in his past, but there was no place for revenge in his future. Not until they took it too far. Pushing his bottom line a need to take the crown lit in his heart. However, he needed one thing more than anything else... the right woman by his side. As if the answer to a prayer, a woman appeared. Beautiful and trustworthy who loved his daughter as much as he did, if not more. Yet her heart was broken, her world surrounded by secrets and shadows, perhaps she was best left alone. However, would he be able to live without her?

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