It was the age of Witches. 

Churches crumbled on the ground. Witch Hunters dead, and the Holy Book is nowhere to be found but hidden.

Sheira Murray having a hard life fitting into the world of her own race. Because of a history legend, her family became extinct. Thanks to the guidance of her uncle Martin Murray, she able to survive. And thanks to her handsome protector Marcus Johnson, she always escapes death. 

She needs to stay alive and healthy for her younger brother Max Murray, a 10 years old innocent angel.

But her aggressor is getting persistent, that even during the day or anywhere she was, she's been nonstop attack through performing a deadly curse oration. 

So they decided to flee, again. 

Would be the new place is safer? Or she'll face even scarier pack of her race? The witches-who-eats-flesh.

Follow Sheira Murray to her survival changes to fight and tame down her own race and ended the Witch's Age.


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Disclaimer: I don't own the photo. Credits to the artist on Deviantart.

First Published:
October 2017

Thorn: He came into my tattoo shop looking to cover scars, I knew all about that, but the more he came in... the more I was burning with questions and maybe something else from this hot and broken biker.
Darrin: My brother convinced me to go see this tattoo artist that he knew, I never expected her to be so fucking gorgeous. I also never expected her to understand, I never expected her to get it, but she does. the more sessions I book the closer to her I feel, but if she knew the whole story... would she still look at me with that softness in her eyes or would she be disgusted?
Trigger warning, violence, swearing, and sexy stuff. Enter at your own risk.

Bolemo was a frustrated tattoo artist. A craft he love but never love him back. 

He has no sense of artistry, beauty or the skills. He just wanted to be an artist that believes that doodling is also an art. 

When he went to visit an old lady in the mountainous region of the Philippines to have a powerful beast art tattooed on his body, 

- he fell from a cliff.

Bolemo found himself in a new world. A world he doesn't understand at all. Magic? Mana? Law? 

He doesn't care! He has his imagination and craziness, through this... he will show the world that cultivation is also an art! 

An art that can curve even the vilest Devils and arrogant Gods! Slay immortals and purge the bottom of hell!






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I post chapter as soon as I finish writing them. 

I cannot guarantee a stable release, but it should at least be 3 chapters a week.

A Douluo Dalu Fanfiction in the timeline of DD3 (The Legend of the Dragon King). 

Escaping Death

The Black Dragon of Apocalypse spread his wings of darkness over the world of Doulou Dalu

Is it for Destruction or Salvation...






Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners, Tang Jia San Shao and Hiro Mashima. The original characters and plot are the property of the author of this story. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any previously copyrighted material. No copyright infringement is intended. 


I do not own the Cover Picture.
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Aaaaahhh... Aaahhh....Aaahhh.....
Yun che started to feel pain . He heard his bone breaking sounds and his blood is boiling . soon two hours passed .There was thick black liquid coming out of his body. 
After Sometime....
Yun Che open his eyes ,his previous red eyes now has a tint of purple alongwith previous golden and red.
Yun Che - F**k that was very painful.It was like there are thousands of ants are attacking simultaneously. Jasmine please show status.
Ding[ Opening status
Status
Name - Yun Che ( Carl Johnson )
Age - 16 
Gender - Male
Bloodline - Sparda' devil bloodline ( primordial devil) and ?????
Profound Cultivation - 
Body Cultivation -
Abilities - 
Profound Arts
Skills -
Equipment- Yamato 
Devil Trigger - Locked
System Points - 760 million sp]
That's not bad .I should clean myself because i look like a monster and smell like a s**t.
After bathing with warm water.I am ready to check my jade immortal realm .I am very excited because  it was my dream to have my own realm.
Yun Che - Jasmine how I should enter in the realm.
Jasmine - Dear, there is a tattoo on your right arm just put some  energy in it and a door will appear in front of you.
Yun Che put some demonic energy in the dragon shape tattoo and a door of golden colour with dragon like embroidery on both door's appear in front of him.
He open the door and appear in place full of greenery with tree's , flowers and a pond .
He then saw a girl  and went toward her . That girl is Jasmine. She has scarlet red waist length hair. Red colour iris with the tint of golden . She had an exquisite curved body her clothes couldn't hide that. Her brows were thin and long. Both of her eyes are beautiful enough to make men lose their souls just by looking at them.  Her nose is sharp and solid . Her lips and eyes are equally sexy, curved naturally. She is wearing white coloured kimono with golden phoenix embroidery on it.
When she saw me , she jumped at me and start hugging me and kiss me on the lips which caught me off the gaurd .
After some passionate kisses and hugs ,me and Jasmine get out of the realm and sleep while cuddling with each other .
Next day morning ....
Next morning I wake up and I saw Jasmine sleeping so I didn't disturb her . After some stretching exercises I went for bath.
After I came back I saw Jasmine still sleeping so I got an idea to wake her up ,  so I bought earphone , silence seal and a mobile phone whose name is falcon 26 . This phone contain everything( mean song's, movies etc.)  from his previous world . This phone can work without electricity. It also contain contact of One Above All.
I then put earphone in Jasmine's both ear and then I played a shout from a horror movie which is very high pitched and ran out of room and heard a scream full of shock and anger from room.
After coming out of room I notice that the sky is still dark which means it is about 6 am , then I thought to stroll around . This world's air is more pure and there is more greenery . Walking around I met grandpa Lie .
Yun Che - Good morning grandpa.
Grandpa Lie - Ah! good morning xiao Che . Ready for your wedding and also to show your face . I wonder how all the people will react when they will see your face and also the fact that your profound veins are healed. Now tell me at which level are you ?
Then Yun Che release his aura which is around sky profound realm and grandpa Lie is shocked and is not moving even an inch.
Afte some shouting from Yun grandpa Lie come back to his senses and start laughing . After some family talk I went back to my room because I started to fell diziness . When I reach my room I jumped upon my bed and my conscious fade away .
After 3 hours ( around 9 am)
I wake up and saw sky Poison  pearl on my left hand . Memories start rushing in my head about azure cloud continent .                                         When he was watching the memories from azure continent, then he saw something which shocked him to core .He saw the  hell gate from devil may cry series .
'What the f**k man .Why the heck that gate is here.  But it look like it is surrounded by a barrier of some sort .So I didn't need to worry about it for a while. I will also need some mind strengthening technique because getting large amount of knowledge is very painful.'Yun Che thought .
He was brought out of his thoughts by Jasmine's voice in his mind.
Jasmine - Are you all right ? asked with a hint of worry in her voice.
Yun Che - I am alright and healthy as horse.So don't worry. 
Then there was a knock on door and Xiao Lie came with Xiao Lingxi .

guy died got wish .
Multiverse traveling.
Thi story will contain potholes

That savage stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. He let out a scream and soon, dozens of black lights appeared. They turned into savages with tattoos on their arms and legs. They all jumped at Wang Lin and company.

The three leaf savage sneered as he coldly looked at the scene.

Wang Lin’s eyes lit up. He quickly went around those savages and charged toward the three leaf savage. The three leaf savage didn’t panic at all. He rubbed the marks on his body and a beast skin appeared in his hand.

A complex chant came out of this person’s mouth and the beast skin suddenly turned into a ball of fire that smashed toward Wang Lin.

Wang Lin’s body was caught by the fire. Another beast skin appeared in the three leaf savage’s hand. He bit the tip of his finger, drew a few lines of blood on the beast skin, and then threw it out again.

The fire suddenly became fiercer.

However, just at this moment, Wang Lin walked out of the ball of fire. The fire couldn’t even get close to him. As Wang Lin walked out, the ball of fire grew smaller and smaller until it went out.

The three leaf savage was stunned, so he quickly retreated by turning into a black light. How could Wang Lin let him escape? He quickly teleported to catch up.

As for the rest of the savages that attacked them, they had all been killed by old man Hu with just a wave of his sleeve.

Wang Lin came back with the head of the three leaf savage and threw it on the ground. He coldly looked at the white-veiled woman and said, “Fellow cultivator Zi Xin, since you were able to recognize the rank of this savage, please tell us everything you know.

The white-veiled woman nodded and said, “It is not that I didn’t want to say it before, but after coming in here, I seemed to have remembered some things. The savages here are different from us cultivators. They are split into two types: shamans and warriors.”

“That person is a three leaf shaman!”

“Their power comes from the black tattoos on their bodies. The more tattoos they have, the stronger they are.”

“As for these tattoos, they are made from the blood of demonic beasts, thus they obtain the power of these beasts.”

Just at this moment, a sonic boom came from the distance. A black light quickly arrived from the distance and turned into a giant face. The eyes of that face quickly locked onto the head on the ground.

Then the face sucked and the head began to move like it was alive. Soon, the head was sucked in by the face.

Old man Hu snorted. He was about to move up when his expression suddenly changed.

Wang Lin’s expression was also very ugly. In the distance, there were five black lights. They had also turned into giant faces that coldly stared at them.

The white-veiled woman’s voice trembled. “These are five leaf shamans. They’re the same as Soul Formation cultivators…”

“Everyone, split up and meet at the entrance to the third floor. The entrance is at the northern end!” Old man Hu said this very quickly before grabbing Xu Luo and the woman. He quickly escaped and Qiu Siping quickly followed.

Wang Lin didn’t say anything as he turned and left.

Seeing everyone leaving, the faces split up, chasing everyone. The one chasing Wang Lin was the one that arrived first.

Wang Lin’s eyes were calm. After flying for awhile, he stopped and turned to face the face that was chasing him. He slapped his bag of holding and the restriction flag appeared in his hand. He waved the flag and a large cloud of restriction gas surrounded his body.

At the same time, the thunder toad flew out of the bag of holding with its stomach expanded. It opened its mouth toward the savage shaman and a ball of lightning charged out with a sonic boom.

The giant face’s eyes revealed a mysterious light as dark mass gathered in front of him, forming a giant shield.

The ball of lightning collided with the shield.

Bang!

The shield trembled and cracks appeared. More black mass quickly gathered on the shield. After the ball of light disappeared, the black mass condensed even more and a person walked out of it.

This person was middle-aged with his hair casually hanging behind him. More than half of his body was covered in tattoos, but the tattoos weren’t directly on his body; they were floating slightly above his skin. The tattoos looked very messy. It was clear that more than one layer of tattoos was laid down.

His face was the same. Half of his face was covered in tattoos.

The middle-aged man slowly said, “Invaders of this planet, you guys broke the agreement! 100 years haven’t passed yet, so anyone who enters will die!”

Wang Lin’s eyes lit up. He couldn’t find any spiritual energy in this person’s body, but the tattoos gave him a sense of danger.

The middle-aged man’s right hand swiped the tattoos on his body. The tattoos flew off his body and began to rapidly spin around his right arm.

The middle-aged man’s left hand quickly moved and pointed at some of the tattoos on his right arm. The tattoos that were hit began to shine and quickly spread out. The tattoos encircled an area about 100 feet in diameter.

Then the tattoos suddenly closed in and charged toward Wang Lin.

The restriction gas around Wang Lin quickly turned into dragons and charged at the tattoos.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of explosions suddenly began. Every time the restriction gas and a tattoo collided, they would both disappear.

“What’s this?” The middle-aged man frowned. He grabbed a tattoo, turned it into a beast skin in his hand, and threw it out.

This beast skin quickly began to burn, causing the speed of the flying tattoos to increase. After a series of explosions, Wang Lin had less restriction gas.

Wang Lin was still calm. He was watching the tattoos. His eyes lit up and he thought, “So these savages use these tattoos to attack. Although there is no spiritual energy within the tattoos, there is some other mysterious power inside.”

After seeing the savage throw the beast skin, a hint of killing intent appeared in Wang Lin’s eyes. He slapped his bag of holding and a giant celestial sword appeared before him.

He grabbed the celestial sword, let out a roar, and swung it down. A bang like the sky was splitting open could be heard and a ray of black light swung down.

The middle-aged man’s expression changed greatly as he quickly moved his hand. The tattoos returned to him and quickly formed many shields.

However, the moment the celestial sword swung down, the black light passed by and all of the shields shattered.

The middle-aged man let out a scream. Without any hesitation, he turned into a black mass. The black mass turned into a face that quickly retreated.

But the black light still reached the black mass. A miserable scream came from within it. It slowed down for a bit, but it quickly sped up again.

Wang Lin’s eyes lit up. He didn’t chase. His gaze fell on the thunder toad.

“The power of the sword wasn’t able to kill him. That swing was something most late stage Soul Formation cultivators couldn’t block without a good defensive treasure. That five leaf savage is powerful!”

The thunder toad jumped into the air and its stomach expanded. It then spat out a ball of lighting at the fleeing black mass. The ball of lightning shot out and entered the black mass.

Bang!

An earth-shattering roar came from the black mass. The black mass dissipated and the face inside disappeared as well.

Wang Lin landed along with the thunder toad. The smell of blood was spreading from where the explosion happened. The middle-aged man was killed by the ball of lightning.

Wang Lin pondered for a bit before putting away the thunder toad. He flew north with his divine sense spread out. Several hours later, his expression suddenly changed as he looked to his right.

Then he quickly moved like a meteor.

There were two savages there. One of them had white hair and ⅔ of its body was covered in tattoos.

Beside him was a young man. The young man only had ¼ of his body covered in tattoos.

Before the two of them was a puddle of mud. Bubbles would occasionally appear and then pop.

The two of them immediately noticed Wang Lin. The young man was startled. He looked at the old man beside him and didn’t speak.

The old man’s eyes were clear. He took one look at Wang Lin and no longer bothered with him as he looked toward the mud puddle.

Just at this moment, a dragon-like creature jumped out of the mud and charged toward the old man.

The old man’s expression remained calm as he slapped the tattoos on his body with his right hand. The tattoos on his body quickly moved and became a large knife in his right hand.

Holding the large knife, the old man jumped forward and slashed at the dragon. The dragon moved its head, dodging the knife, and smashed into the old man.

The moment the dragon hit the old man, the old man’s body exploded into countless tattoos that spread out.

Wang Lin’s eyes became serious. All of the techniques he saw the savages use were very different from cultivators’.

The old man’s body had become countless tattoos, and they all entered the dragon’s body.

The dragon roared in pain. Its large body charged out of the mud puddle and splashed around a large amount of mud.

The young savage dodged the mud and looked at the dragon with a serious expression.

Soon, the dragon became weak. Shortly after, countless tattoos came out of its body to form the old man again.

It was as if the dragon had given birth to the old man. When the last tattoo returned to his body, he jumped down from the dragon and sliced its head. A large amount of blood sprayed out from the dragon’s head.

The young man cheered and ran forward. He covered himself in fresh blood and his tattoos moved as if they were alive.

Shortly after, the young man sat down to cultivate and then began to draw tattoos according to the ones on his body. Soon, the old tattoos were replaced by new ones.

Seeing this, Wang Lin suddenly thought of one person.


Wang Lin is a very smart boy with loving parents. Although him and his parents are shunned by the rest of their relatives, his parents always held high hopes that he will one day become someone great. One day, Wang Lin suddenly gained the chance to walk the path of an immortal, but found that he only had mediocre talent at best. Watch Wang Lin as he breaks through his lack of talent and walks the path towards becoming a real immortal!

In the martial dao hall, many spectators had raised their hands to cover their ears. The repeating crashing and bursting sounds echoed explosively in this enclosed room and were even more deafening than the largest series of firecrackers. 
Due to the difference between star-class, Qin Fen exerted a full force Buddha's Vanquishing Devil Palm at high speed that sealed off almost all of Wang Ying's retreat route. He had to in order to go hard against the opponent to see how powerful this twelve-star level woman's hit was exactly. 
"Yi?"
In the storm stirred up by the Buddha's Vanquishing Devil Palm, Wang Ying's eyes flashed a bright light. Her toes pointed repeatedly on the ground and her body swayed left and right as if she was dancing. Quietly, she exited from the grasp of the Buddha's Vanquishing Devil Palm.
Qin Fen praised secretly in his heart, Twelve-star level women are indeed scary. This Buddha's Vanquishing Devil Palm could probably seal off land and skies for those of the same star-level, but others could still break this finesse trick using their star-level power in a leap-level challenge.
One palm was not effective. Qin Fen's feet stepped and released another forceful kick and fist on the ground that had not stopped trembling, causing the vibration of the floor to increase. He shifted to the front of Wang Ying like a heat-tracking missile. A hit of the Buddha's Vanquishing Devil Palm left five visible traces in the sky, looking like scratches someone left on tofu. The sound of a storm in the air was rumbling constantly. 
Wang Ying moved her spine somewhat lazily. All of a sudden, she gave off a feeling of a lotus flower that bloomed secretly in the night. Her arm that waved carried a sense of a lone flower admiring itself, and came into contact with Qin Fen's arm. She then flew gently a distance of ten meters, like a Magnolia flower in the storm that was blown by the wind and floated slowly with the water.
Qin Fen was shocked, This fist technique was really weird! To say that it was firm... one touch was enough to send you flying. To say that it was soft... the collision earlier did not feel like it was hit into softness. The punch was in fact like a hit onto soft wicker. 
After a storm, thick and straight branches tended to break, yet wicker that floats with the wind would not.
Since Qin Fen's debut, he would usually snatch the initiative from his opponents during battles. This was actually the first time he encountered such a special opponent who accepted the initiative and also completely handed over the rhythm and control of the battlefield, completely merging into the opponent's influence. 
This way, if he were to destroy Wang Ying's rhythm, he would have to first destroy his own rhythm. Once the rhythm is ruined, it would be difficult to readjust! 
For the first time, Qin Fen had a weird feeling where he felt that attacking the opponent would equate to attacking himself. But his body did not stop. With a body-snatching pursue and attack, his feet stepped onto the ground. The non-stop vibration of the ground was raised once again. Of course, the ground where he stepped on cracked open. The stone cement tumbled and exploded, like bombs that were thrown and exploded on the ground. 
Cement and gravel splashed constantly. Qin Fen's every step carried a shovel. With the strong force from Qin Fen's kick, these pebbles were flying out like pistol bullets. The wind broke and was whistling constantly. 
The martial arts teachers who were present at the scene smacked their lips as they watched. For stones like this to hit on the body, if it couldn't pierce a hole, it would probably cause the body to bruise and disrupt the aura, right?
Wang Ying's wrist turned and her five fingers bounced continuously. Her palm looked extremely like a lotus flower that bloomed at night. The stones that hit her also did not break in response, only the angle of flight changed as soon as they touched her fingers. Every stone flew past less than three centimeters away from her body. The sharp wind of the stones could only cause her clothes to move slightly. 
In all his battles, Qin Fen had yet encountered such an opponent. The opponent would carry on all his attacks, but it also had a feeling of his fist hitting the air, which was difficult to bear. 
No! It was even worse than hitting air! A hit into air would still cause the air to explode. But a hit on this person's body... the person would have already drifted away the moment it collided, without waiting for the strength to explode, or even the external oscillation of true energy. It was as if she really feathered up and soared like an angel who wasn't affected by Earth's gravitational force. 
Wang Ying's eyes no longer showed laziness, and excitement occupied her eyes. It had been a long time since she encountered such a strange opponent. Let alone having nine-star strength at such a young age, he even had a horrifying control power that could explode with an impact of thousands of steel sabers at the moment of contact.
What excited Wang Ying the most was not these observations, but Qin Fen's fighting state. Before the battle started, this young man seemed like a big gentle cat. However, the moment he entered battle, he changed completely, like a dragon that was awakened from its sleep! 
That's right! Overbearing, firm, and fierce. He could control this small world of battle completely within himself.
It's been so long since I met such an opponent! Wang Ying exclaimed in her heart. She once again borrowed the strength of Qin Fen and drifted dozens of meters away and her mind recollected a scene from a long time ago.
He is also so domineering… No! He's even more domineering… 
Distracted? Opportunity! The tense delicate strings of Qin Fen's mind played aggressively. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art in his body that had been pressurized to three times its pressure was like an awakened volcano. It rushed explosively into each meridian in his body; his throat made a long howl that couldn't be restrained and the ground made an earth-shaking tremble and roar. His body instincts squirmed suddenly and he shot out like an eagle that was equipped with a rocket. 
The ground that had been installed with an earthquake-resistant monitor could no longer withstand Qin Fen's brute force of impact from the supercharged explosion of his Dragon Elephant Prajna Art. A hole opened on the floor, and the broken positions of dozens of steel bars could be seen.
The gymnasts downstairs who had hidden into the corridor were all shocked. What is this? The floor actually collapsed and made a hole? Don't tell me there's a renovation going on upstairs? Isn't this renovation is too much? Why didn't they give advanced notice?
The low-level martial artists who watched the battle only saw a blur before their eyes, as if there was a special illusion. The dark green shadow that gave a high-speed impact was not a human, but a bird!
Heavenly birds movement technique? Li Yong Jun's spirit shook. Wrong! This is not Heavenly Birds Art, but it must contain all the essence of the Heavenly Birds' movement technique. But it also has the shadow of several other movement techniques? It even contains a dragon-shaped rich aura! It's just that the dragon-shaped aura seems to be something that was added later on.
A long howl, a swoop!
Qin Fen's speed exceeded the peak of his own history. He came to Wang Ying with a series of green figures. The moment his shoulders shook, his wrist had already flipped over every inch of skin and every exit route that was facing Wang Ying! 
Raging Berserker Tide!
Wang Ying was shocked for the first time since the battle began. How was this thing that's rushing towards her even human? It was an enormous wave! The overwhelming waves had filled up all the corners that she could dodge and hide into. Even the gods would not have a chance to escape! 
Hide? It was already impossible! After getting distracted, even a twelve-star martial artist could only face the Raging Berserker Tide that was created by a black hole-level master! Even if the martial artist who exerted this Raging Berserker Tide was only a nine-star! 
Plus, this nine-star martial artist had the highest distinguished number among all the nine-star martial artists! He could do the Origin Suppressing Vajra Art of the simulated neo martial art that could not be done by other martial artists, increasing the pressure of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art's violent force, and then exert it with an even horrifying force. 
This time was unlike the hasty response given during the last attack. Wang Ying had given Qin Fen enough time to undergo the simulated Origin Suppressing Vajra Art, supercharging the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art fully. 
The full preparation of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art's suppressed explosion was not an ability that other nine-star martial artists could compare with! 
The gymnasts downstairs heard a series of explosive thunder sounds that was caused by the martial arts. It was as if it had turned into a battlefield, covered by artillery, rather than a melee martial arts hall.
Almost everyone watching the battle covered their ears, their eyes blank with shock. Qin Fen and Wang Ying fought at such high speed, and the Raging Berserker Tide had a mode that swept the world upon exertion!
Wang Ying's fists were like the constant blooming of the Magnolia Flower petals. It seemed that a Magnolia Flower petal withered after each attack. Yet the withering Magnolia Flower would always regenerate and grow new petals, allowing it to block the raging tide.
Li Yong Jun was completely stunned at this moment. Although Qin Fen's power that exploded seemed to be at the nine-star level, if an ordinary ten-star martial artist were to take his place, then the ten-star martial artists would have been defeated in less than a blink of an eye!
Horrifying! Too horrifying! This is Qin Fen's true strength! Li Yong Jun's forehead was covered with bean-sized sweat. The scariest thing in the world was not being invincible among the same star-classes, but to still have the possibility of being invincible even in a challenge against a higher star-class!
A nine-star martial artist would easily be overlooked by planet star-class martial artists. However! Anyone who overlooked Qin Fen was guaranteed by Li Yong Jun to suffer a big loss in the battle! For example, this twelve-star martial artist, Wang Ying… 
During this moment, Qin Fen's palms finally passed through Wang Ying's defense. The wind of the palm that could not actually hurt a person's body blew at the neckline of Wang Ying's uniform that was similar to a taekwondo uniform. It blew at her clothes a little, and a tattoo was revealed above her right chest. Qin Fen could even see the word clearly, it was in fact "Qin", something similar to his own surname. 
"This is bad!" Manager Hua's hair stood upright. The tattoo on this woman's right chest was revealed. She was about to go crazy! This is trouble!
There were not many people who could see this little detail. Although Hua Manager couldn't fight such high-intensity battles, his eyesight was very special. Coincidentally, he was able to see this detail. 
No one knew about the horror of this woman more than him. She had a usual look of indifference, but if someone's attack revealed the mark of her tattoo, then…
Ah!!
A sharp voice that caused tinnitus in Qin Fen's ear rushed out of Wang Ying's throat. He immediately felt that this woman's aura of power had changed completely, as if a mad warrior had completely gone insane at this moment!
It was still the Night Lotus fist technique, but this fist was filled with hegemony! It was as if countless pieces of lotus petals multiplied endlessly and was about to fill the space completely.
Eighteen Dragons Gathering Clouds!
Qin Fen clenched his teeth. A punch needed to break through all the petals to see the light!
When the two fists collided with each other, Qin Fen only felt that the floor under his feet loosened suddenly. His whole person fell to the floor of equipment exercises.
Qin Fen could withstand this force of tyrannical confrontation, but the floor underneath his feet couldn't! As soon as his feet fell to the ground, he twisted his waist and looked up. His feet bounced and once again rushed toward the martial arts hall like a rocket! 
Wang Ying's eyes were red. As she looked down waiting to attack, she saw Qin Fen, who stood below, raising his head that was full of battle intent. A picture emerged in her mind instantly at this moment, overlapping with Qin Fen.
Returning to the martial arts hall, Qin Fen's shoulders trembled. The battle intent pushed his body to once again rush up. He learned a lot from this time's sparring and understood many things, but it was still not enough! Continuing the battle would probably enable him to learn even more.
Wang Ying's red eyes returned to normal all of a sudden. Her eyes flashed with sorrow and a melancholy light. A soft, questioning voice that could only be heard by Qin Fen entered his ear. It was similar to the equipment exercise that pinned Qin Fen in place, "My enemy Qin Zhan, who is he to you?" 


"Qin Fen had once been abandoned and broken until, one day, he picked up a liquid metal ball that turned his life upside down.
This is the interplanetary era where Classical and Modern Wushu are competing. Classical Wushu enables followers to grow as powerful as dragons and elephants, whereas Modern Wushu enables followers to freeze monsters or even extinguish erupting volcanoes.
Qin Fen steps onto the stage of both Classical and Modern Wushu while belonging to neither. With the exquisite combination of both Classical Wushu and modern technology, he will pave a way to become a legend.
He is one of a kind, a favored son of heaven." -KyleChow_
"He is a youth, a gentleman, and a scholar cultivating in the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art. He has the strength of ten dragons and ten elephants, producing clouds with a turn of a hand and rain with the other. This is a story about the clash of passions between neo martial arts and paleo martial arts. This is a story about transcending the apex, about forcefully slaughtering one's way into the legends. This is a story about fading into nirvana, about the prideful of heaven!
In this world, cultivating the paleo martial art known as the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art to the pinnacle allows one to possess the enormous strength of ten dragons and ten elephants! In this world, the Nitrogen Freezing Magic can freeze even a volcano on the verge of eruption! In this world, the Magma Art can instantly melt and vaporize a glacier!
This is a heavy undertaking by Skyscrapper back in 2009! This is a story of affection, of love. This is a story never lacking in friendship. This story, overflowing with heated blood, is certain to cause your own passion to surge!
This is a radiant era where hot-blood, friendship, love, and heroes converge, shine, and interweave upon each other.
Click and fall in love with this legend." -Strivon (Translation of original synopsis)


Hey readers, first before anything I wanted to thank you for giving this work a shot. It's the first fanfiction I ever posted, it's the second I created. Just wanted to let you know some of my thoughts on this story and Dragon Ball in general. I will attempt to keep this brief. As an added note, this document is not as edited as my normal posts.

I have been a fan of the series for years, not to the extreme levels, but still a fan. I own some of the sagas on DVD. I have seen the Super series and played both Xenoverse games, but not the offshoot Dragon Ball Heroes. It has been awhile, since I watched the series all the way through from original Dragon Ball. 

Things I can't actively remember about the series I have to research or out-right makeup. Also, making up my own stuff about the universe part of the fun. Even though I have used some characters and concepts from the movies, but I will not use all of them.

Some people have asked me to make a list of power levels for characters in the series, but I chose not to. I personally feel power levels are just used as a literary device to build tension or quickly show a superiority in strength that needs to be crossed by the protagonist. I have an abundance of Scouters in my story because they are a technology that does exist in the Dragon Ball world. 

However, I borderline dislike power levels because some people get too hung up on them. I have done so myself in the past. One of the good things about power levels is for the fans to get to play detective and debate and try to figure them out. I should have stated enough power levels by this point to be able to guess at what they are.

Something that could help in power level detecting the characters is what I did for Saiyan Power(Zenkai Boost, Saiya Power). The series varies greatly on how Saiyan Power works, but I used a system.

With limited data for the Dragon Ball wiki and help from a friend this is what developed: 

A Saiyan that it is [beat down] will increase their power by roughly 1.1x - 2x, an average of 1.5x when healed. (This number came from Vegeta going from 18000 to 24000 after fighting on Earth. He also went from 24000-30000 after losing to Zarbon.) Emotional distress multiplies the [beat down] by 10x, bringing it up to 15x (humiliation or harm done to something or someone you care about), an an additional 2x to that (x 30) if you believe a person you care about just died or will die soon Vegeta gained from the 250k-400k range up to millions in power from his fear of Frieza when he made Krillin blast him. Goku healed from the effects of Ginyu getting beat up in his body and went from 90k to around 3 mil. That was increase of 33x! Well super accurate or not, that's the system I decided to go with. Hopefully, the explanation was put into words correctly.

To answer another question my inspiration for Raditz's transformations come in part from the Broly Super movie. The Super Saiyan transformation was inspired by mixing the original Broly movies' Legendary Super Saiyan form and the Great Ape. Hence, red eyes and black nails. The mutation aspect was from the Blutz Wave machine Bulma made in GT to make Baby Vegeta into a Golden Great Ape with him having no tail. I thought maybe drastically more Blutz Waves would do something different and cause a different effect. I wanted to add some uniqueness with doing something super out there.

Once again thanks for reading. I'm terrible at these thoughts and notes type things. It would probably be much easier for me to do a question and answer type thing in the future.

A person from our world dies and is reincarnated in the Dragon Ball universe as the Saiyan Raditz brother of Goku. The new Raditz is determined to leave his mark on the universe and not be forgotten like the original Raditz.

Note: This work is a fanfic I do not own any part of the Dragon Ball franchise or any other mentioned works. Please support the official franchise by giving Akira Toriyama all your monies.

Special Thanks to Amos Anon, Drezek, and Nina

Fencing was totally cool, which was a surprise. Class was held in a huge room off the gym that looked like a dance studio, complete with a floor-to-ceiling wall of mirrors. Hanging from the ceiling along one side were weird life-sized manikins that reminded me of three-dimensional shooting targets. Everyone called Professor Lankford Dragon Lankford, or just Dragon. It didn't take me long to figure out why. His tattoo represented two dragons whose bodies, serpent-like, wrapped down over his jaw line. Their heads were over his brows and their mouths were open, breathing fire at the crescent moon. It was amazing and hard not to stare at. Plus, Dragon was the first male adult vampyre I'd seen up close. At first he confused me. I guess if you'd asked me what I expected from a male vampyre I would have said his opposite. Honestly, I had the movie-star vampyre stereotype in mind— tall, dangerous, handsome. You know, like Vin Diesel. Anyway, Dragon is short, has long blondish hair that he pulls back in a low ponytail, and (except for the fierce looking dragon tattoo) has a cute face with a warm smile It was only when he began leading the class through its warm- up exercises that I began to realize his power. From the instant he held the sword (which I later found out was called an epee) in the traditional salute he seemed to become someone else—someone who moved with unbelievable quickness and grace. He feinted and lunged and effortlessly made the rest of the class—even the kids who were pretty good, like Damien—look like awkward puppets. When he finished leading the warm-ups, the Dragon paired everyone off and had them work on what he called "the standards." I was relieved when he motioned for Damien to be my partner.

"Zoey, it's good to have you join the House of Night," Dragon said, shaking my hand in the traditional Amazon vampyre greeting. "Damien can explain the different parts of the fencing uniform to you, and I'll get you a handout to study over the next few days. I am assuming you've had no previous instruction in the sport?"

"No, I haven't," I said, and then added nervously, "but I'd like to learn. I mean, the whole idea of using a sword is just cool."

Dragon smiled. "Foil," he corrected, "you'll be learning how to use a foil. It's the lightest weight of the three types of weapons we have here, and an excellent choice for women. Did you know that fencing is one of the very few sports where women and men can compete on entirely equal terms?"

"No," I said, instantly intrigued. How cool would it be to kick a guy's butt at a sport?!

"This is because the intelligent and focused fencer can successfully compensate for any perceived deficiencies he or she may have, and may even be able to turn those deficiencies—such as strength or reach—into assets. In other words, you may not be as strong or as fast as your opponent, but you could be smarter or able to remain focused better, which will tip the scales in your favor. Right, Damien?"

Damien grinned. "Right."

"Damien is one of the most focused fencers I've had the privilege to coach in decades, which makes him a dangerous opponent."
I snuck a sideways glance at Damien, who flushed with pride and pleasure.

"For the next week or so I'll have Damien drill you in the opening maneuvers. Always remember, fencing requires a mastery of skills that are sequential and hierarchical in nature. If one of the skills is not acquired, subsequent skills will be very difficult to master and the fencer will be at a permanent and serious disadvantage."

"Okay, I'll remember," I said. Dragon smiled warmly again before he moved off to work his way among each practicing pair.

"What he means is don't get discouraged or bored if I make you do the same exercise over and over."

"So what you're really saying is that you're going to be annoying, but there's a purpose behind it?"

"Yep. And part of that purpose will help lift that cute little butt of yours," he said sassily, tapping me with the side of his foil.

I slapped at him and rolled my eyes, but after twenty minutes of lunging and settling back into the beginning stance and lunging— over and over again—I knew he was right. My butt would be killing me tomorrow.

We took quick showers after class (thankfully, there were separate curtain- draped stalls for each of us in the girls' locker room and we didn't have to barbarically and tragically shower in a huge open area like we were prison inmates or whatever) and then I hurried with the rest of the crowd to the lunch room—better known as the dining hall. And I do mean hurry. I was starving.

Lunch was a huge build-your-own salad buffet, which included everything from tuna salad (eesh) to those weird mini-corns that are so confusing, and don't even taste like corn. (What exactly are they? Baby corn? Midget corn? Mutant corn?) I piled my plate high and got a big hunk of what looked and smelled like freshly baked bread, and slid into the booth beside Stevie Rae, with Damien following close behind me. Erin and Shaunee were already arguing over something to do with whose essay for their Lit class was better, even though they'd both gotten 96 on their papers.

"So, Zoey, give. What about Erik Night?" Stevie Rae asked the instant I'd forked a big bite of salad into my mouth. Stevie Rae's words immediately shut up the Twins and focused the entire table's attention on me.

I'd thought about what I was going to say about Erik, and decided that I wasn't ready to tell anyone about the unfortunate blow-job scene. So I just said, "He kept looking at me." When they frowned at me I realized that through my salad mouth what I'd really said was "He keffft looookn at mmm." I swallowed and tried again. "He kept looking at me. In Drama class. It was just, I dunno, confusing."

"Define 'looking at me'," Damien said.

"Well, it happened the second he came into class, but it was especially noticeable when he was giving us an example of a monologue. He did this thing from Othello, and when he said the line about love and such, he stared straight at me. I would have thought it was just an accident or something, but he looked at me before he started the monologue, and then again as he was leaving the room." I sighed and squirmed a little, uncomfortable with their way too piercing looks. "Never mind. It was probably just part of his act."

"Erik Night is the hottest damn thing at this entire school," Shaunee said.

"Forget that—he's the hottest damn thing on this planet," Erin said.

"He's not hotter than Kenny Chesney," Stevie Rae said quickly.

"Okay, just please with your country obsession!" Shaunee frowned at Stevie Rae before turning her attention back to me. "Do not let this opportunity pass you by."

"Yeah," Erin echoed. "Do not. "

"Pass me by? What am I supposed to do? He didn't even say anything to me."

"Uh, Zoey honey, did you smile back at the boy?" Damien asked.

I blinked. Had I smiled back at him? Ah, crap. I bet I hadn't. I bet I just sat there and stared like a moron and maybe even drooled. Okay, well, I might not have drooled, but still. "I dunno," I said instead of the sad truth, which didn't fool Damien at all.

He snorted. "Next time smile at him."

"And maybe say hi," Stevie Rae said.

"I thought Erik was a just pretty face," Shaunee said. "And body," Erin added.

"Until he dumped Aphrodite," Shaunee continued. "When he did that I realized the boy might have something going on upstairs."

"We can already tell he has it going on downstairs!" Erin said, waggling her eyebrows.

"Uh-huh!" Shaunee said, licking her lips like she was contemplating eating a big piece of chocolate.

"You two are gross," Damien said.

"We only meant that he has the cutest butt in town, Miss Priss," Shaunee said.

"As if you haven't noticed," Erin said.

"If you started talking to Erik it would really piss off Aphrodite." Stevie Rae said.

Everyone turned and stared at Stevie Rae as if she'd just parted the Red Sea or something.

"It's true," Damien said.

"Very true," Shaunee said while Erin nodded.

"So the rumor is he used to go out with Aphrodite," I said.

"Yep," Erin said.

"The rumor is grotesque but true," Shaunee said. "Which makes it even better that now he likes you!"

"Guys, he was probably just staring at my weird Mark," I blurted.

"Maybe not. You're really cute, Zoey," Stevie Rae said with a sweet smile.

"Or maybe your Mark made him look, and then he thought you were cute so he kept looking," Damien said.

"Either way, his looking will definitely piss Aphrodite off," Shaunee said.

"Which is a good thing," Erin said.

Stevie Rae waved away their comments. "Just forget about Aphrodite and your Mark and all that other stuff. Next time he smiles at you, say hi. That's all."

"Easy," Shaunee said.

"Peasy," Erin said.

"Okay," I mumbled and went back to my salad, wishing desperately that the whole Erik Night issue was as easy-peasy as they thought it was.

One thing about lunch at the House of Night was the same as lunch at SIHS or any other school I'd ever eaten at—it was over too soon. And then Spanish class was a blur. Professor Garmy was like a little Hispanic whirlwind. I liked her right away (her tattoos looked oddly like feathers, so she reminded me of a little Spanish bird), but she ran the class speaking entirely in Spanish. Entirely. I should probably mention here that I haven't had Spanish since eighth grade, and I freely admit to not paying much attention to it then. So I was pretty lost, but I wrote down the homework and promised myself that I'd study the vocab words. I hate being lost.
Intro to Equestrian Studies was held in the Field House. It was a long, low brick building over by the south wall, attached to a huge indoor riding arena. The whole place had that saw-dusty, horsey smell that mixed with leather to form something that was pleasant, even though you know that part of the "pleasant" scent was poop—horse poopie.

I stood nervously with a small group of kids just inside the corral where a tall, stern-faced upperclassman had directed us to wait. There were only about ten of us, and we were all third formers. Oh, (great) that annoying redheaded Elliott kid was slouching against the wall kicking at the sawdust floor. He raised enough dust to make the girl standing closest to him sneeze. She threw him a dirty look and moved a few steps away. God, did he irritate everyone? And why couldn't he use some product (or perhaps a comb) on that nappy hair?

The sound of hooves drew my attention from Elliott and I looked up in time to see a magnificent black mare pounding into the corral at full gallop. She slid to a stop a couple feet in front of us. While we all gawked like fools, the mare's rider dismounted gracefully. She had thick hair that reached to her waist and was so blond it was almost white, and eyes that were a weird shade of slate gray. Her body was tiny, and the way she stood reminded me of those girls who obsessively take dance classes so that even when they're not in ballet they stand like they have something stuck way up their butts. Her tattoo was an intricate series of knots entwined around her face—within the sapphire design I was sure I could see plunging horses.

"Good evening. I am Lenobia, and this," she pointed at the mare and gave our group a contemptuous look before finishing the sentence, "is a horse." Her voice rang against the walls. The black mare blew through her nose as if to punctuate her words. "And you are my new group of third formers. Each of you has been chosen for my class because we believe you might possibly have an aptitude for riding. The truth is that less than half of you will last the semester, and less than half of those who last will actually develop into decent equestrians. Are there any questions?" She didn't pause long enough for anyone to ask anything. "Good. Then follow me and you shall begin." She turned and marched back into the stable. We followed.

I wanted to ask who the "we" were who thought I might have an aptitude for riding, but I was scared to say anything and just scrambled after her like everyone else. She came to a halt in front of a row of empty stalls Outside of them were pitchforks and wheelbarrows. Lenobia turned to face us.

"Horses are not big dogs. Nor are they a little girl's romanticized dream image of a perfect best friend who will always understand you."

Two girls standing beside me fidgeted guiltily and Lenobia skewered them with her gray eyes.

"Horses are work. Horses take dedication, intelligence, and time. We'll begin with the work part. In the tack room down this hall you'll find mucking boots. Choose a pair quickly, while we all get gloves. Then each of you take your own stall and get busy."

"Professor Lenobia?" said a chubby girl with a cute face, who raised her hand nervously.

"Lenobia will do. The name I chose in honor of the ancient vampyre queen needs no other title."

I didn't have a clue who Lenobia was, and made a mental note to look it up.

"Go on. You have a question, Amanda?"

"Yeah, uh, yes."

Lenobia raised one brow at the girl.

Amanda swallowed noisily. "Get busy doing what, Profes—, I mean, Lenobia, ma'am?"

"Cleaning out stalls, of course. The manure goes in the wheelbarrows. When your barrow is full you can dump it in the compost area on the wall side of the stables. There is fresh sawdust in the storage room beside the tack room. You have fifty minutes. I'll be back in forty-five to inspect your stalls!'

We all blinked at her.

"You may commence. Now."

We commenced.

Okay. Really. I know it's going to sound weird, but I didn't mind cleaning out my stall. I mean, horse poopie just isn't that gross. Especially because it was obvious that these stalls were cleaned out like every other instant of the day. I grabbed the mucking boots (which were big rubber galoshes—totally ugly, but they did cover my jeans all the way up to my knees) and a pair of gloves and got to work. There was music playing through excellent loudspeakers— something that I was pretty sure was Enya's latest CD (my mom used to listen to Enya before she married John, but then he decided that it might be witch music so she quit, which is why I'll always like Enya). So I listened to the haunting Gaelic lyrics and pitch- forked up poopie. It didn't seem that hardly any time had passed when I was dumping the wheelbarrow and then filling it with clean sawdust. I was just smoothing it around the stall when I got that prickly feeling that someone was watching me.

"Good job, Zoey."

I jumped and whirled around to see Lenobia standing just outside my stall. In one hand she was holding a big, soft curry brush. In the other she was holding the lead rope of a doe-eyed roan mare.

"You've done this before," Lenobia said.

"My grandma used to have a really sweet gray gelding I named Bunny," I said before I realized how stupid I sounded. Cheeks hot, I hurried on, "Well, I was ten, and his color reminded me of Bugs Bunny, so I started calling him that and it stuck."

Lenobia's lips tilted up in the barest hint of a smile. "It was Bunny's stall you cleaned?"

"Yeah. I liked to ride him, and Grandma said that no one should ride a horse unless they clean up after one." I shrugged. "So I cleaned up after him."

"Your grandmother is a wise woman."

I nodded.

"And did you mind cleaning up after Bunny?"

"No, not really."

"Good. Meet Persephone," Lenobia nodded her head at the mare beside her. "You've just cleaned her stall."

The mare came into the stall and walked straight up to me, sticking her muzzle in my face and blowing gently, which tickled and made me giggle. I rubbed her nose and automatically kissed the warm velvet of her muzzle.

"Hi there, Persephone, you pretty girl."

Lenobia nodded in approval as the mare and I got to know each other.

"There are only about five minutes left before the bell rings for school to end, so it is not necessary that you stay as part of today's class, but if you'd like, I believe you have earned the privilege of brushing Persephone."

Surprised, I looked up from patting the horse's neck. "No problem, I'll stay," I heard myself saying.

"Excellent. You can return the brush to the tack room when you've finished. I'll see you tomorrow, Zoey." Lenobia handed me the brush, patted the mare, and left us alone in the stall.

Persephone stuck her head in the metal rack that held fresh hay, and got to work chewing, while I got to work brushing. I'd forgotten how relaxing it was to groom a horse. Bunny had died of a sudden and very scary heart attack two years ago, and Grandma had been too upset to get another horse. She'd said that "the rabbit" (which is what she used to call him) couldn't be replaced. So it had been two years since I'd been around a horse, but it came back to me instantly—all of it. The smells, the warm, soothing sound of a horse eating, and the gentle shoosh the curry brush made as it slid over the mare's slick coat.

At the edge of my attention I vaguely heard Lenobia's voice, sharp and angry, as she totally chewed out a student I guessed was the annoying redheaded kid. I peeked over Persephone's shoulder and took a quick look down the stall line. Sure enough, the red-head kid was slouched in front of his stall. Lenobia stood beside him, hands on her hips. Even from the side view I could see she was mad as hell. Was it that kid's mission to piss off every teacher here? And his mentor was Dragon? Okay, the guy looked nice, until he picked up a sword—uh, I mean foil—then he shifted from nice guy to deadly-dangerous-vampyre-warrior-guy.

"That redheaded slug kid must have a death wish," I told Persephone as I returned to her grooming. The mare twitched an ear back at me and blew through her nose. "Yep, I knew you'd agree. Want to hear my theory about how my generation could highhandedly wipe out slugs and loser kids from America?" She seemed receptive, so I launched into my Don't Procreate with Losers speech.

"Zoey! There you are!"

"Ohmygod! Stevie Rae! You scared the poo out of me!" I patted and reassured Persephone, who had shied when I'd squealed. "What in the world are ya doin'?"

I waggled the curry brush in her direction. "What does it look like I'm doing, Stevie Rae, getting a pedicure?"

"Stop messing around. The Full Moon Ritual is gonna start in like two minutes?"

"Ah, hell!" I gave Persephone one more pat and hurried out of the stall to the tack room.

"You forgot all about it, didn't you?" Stevie Rae said, holding my hand to help me balance while I kicked my feet out of the rubber boots and put my cute little ballet slippers back on.

"No," I lied.

Then I realized that I'd also forgotten all about the Dark Daughters' ritual afterward.

"Ah, hell!"

I have chosen the Dao of badge collecting & here's an Easter Egg Surprise for you.

"Stop disturbing my silence Baka-Red!" shouted a gigantic Black dragon.

Orion: "Sigh... Just the person we were missing."

Great Red: "She is just as loud as ever but it's interesting how you know about her, not just her but you seem to know a lot about us...The Dragon Gods and the Dimensional Gap."

Orion: "You are right, I do know a few things about you guys but before that, we should probably calm her down."

Great Red: "Indeed we...Guhh!!" but before Great Red could finish talking the black dragon launched an attack from its huge mouth that hit Great Red.

Black Dragon: "I told you a hundred times to get out of here and not disturb my silence." 

Great Red: "You know Ophis this place doesn't exactly belong to you and this time it wasn't my fault."

Ophis: "I don't want to hear about that...Wait did you say that it wasn't you who disturbed my silence? Who was it? I will destroy him for disturbing my silence!"

Hearing this Orion sweatdropped as he didn't know whether he should be worried about Ophis threatening him or surprised as this Ophis seemed to talk a whole lot more than the anime Ophis.
 
"Umm...Hello." greeted Orion, as he kept staring at her, not because he was scared or enchanted by her majestic look but because Ophis was his favorite 'Loli ' from the entire series.

Ophis: "Explain the reason for causing disturbance or I will destroy you 'human'!" 
 
Orion: "For the last time I am going to say this 'I am not human!!'" right after saying this, he put another 100k points in mana making both Ophis and Great Red look at him in surprise.

Great Red: "How did you that? As far as I believe you didn't have that much mana a minute ago and don't try to lie to me boy I can look past any ability and illusion, so tell me how did you acquire this much mana?"  'still, I am unable to see anything about him.'

Orion: "First of all I have no reason to tell you my secrets and secondly I am kind of p*ssed right now." (A/N: why, cuz you were called a human? Bruh!)

Great Red: "You might be the first being after Ophis to talk to me like that, boy."

Orion: "That is because other than me and Ophis others are scared of you or your powers to be more specific, but I have enough power to protect myself so there is no reason for me to be scared."

Great Red: "Your mana capacity might be large compared to others but to us, you are just a tiny insect."

Orion: "You might have forgotten that I just increased my mana a minute ago."

Great Red: "!!!"

Ophis: "Ahem! You guys seem to have forgotten someone."

Great Red: "Hello Ophis."

Orion: "Hello."

Ophis: "Hello.... wait no! That's not the point here, who are you and why are you in my domain!!"

"Our domain." corrected Great Red but a single glare from Ophis made him quiet.

Orion: "You are being kind of annoying, but since you asked, I will tell you a bit about me."

Ophis had a few tick marks over her head when Orion called her annoying but she stayed quiet as he was about to reveal about his origin.

Orion: "For starters, I am not from this universe, I am from a totally different one. There were a few factors that resulted in me being sent to this dimension but that is not important right now. As for who I am, my name is Orion Télos Genesis. I am from a species called the 'Origin ' but I am the only being that has this race. I have powers and abilities strong enough to destroy this entire multiverse in an instant but I will not do it since there is no point in doing so. I just want to enjoy my life here." said Orion without revealing anything about him being reincarnated or about his exact powers.

Great Red: "There are still a lot of questions that I have but I am pretty sure you are not going to answer them, so what I want to ask is what are you going to do from now on?"

Ophis: "I want to know too...Are you going to disturb my silence again?"

Orion was trying to hold his laughter after ophis asked him this because at the moment she was in her human form and the way she asked the question was kind of cute.

Orion: "No Ophis I will not disturb your silence and as to what I am going to do from now on, I am not exactly sure. I just want to explore this universe. But as for starters, I am probably going to meet the Gods of this universe."

Great Red: "Why?"

Orion: "Well, I just want to meet all the strong people that are in this universe and probably have a bit of sparring with them and after you two, the Gods are the strongest beings."

Great Red: "I see."

Ophis: "So which Gods are you going to challenge?"

Orion: "Not sure, probably the Greek gods or maybe the Hindu Gods."

Great Red: "If you want a good challenge, you should try challenging 'Shiva' the Hindu God of destruction. He is the strongest God although he is far below us."

Orion: "Thanks for the information and by the way Ophis, if you want I can help you achieve your peace."

Ophis: "!!!"

Great Red: "How?"

"Just like this" saying that Orion lifts his hand and made a slash with it towards the side and as he did that the space inside the Dimension Gap cracked making a sort of portal.

Orion: "This portal will work as a doorway to my dimension, which unlike other dimensions is endless so you can stay there where ever you like. Even if I add people in that dimension later, your silence will not be disturbed because space will stay is disconnected from the general habitable place. But that doesn't mean that yours is inhabitable, it's just that the place you will be staying has a huge concentration of mana and lesser being will not be able to handle that much mana. But for you, it will be like a boon since for beings like you and Great Red that place is heaven, a place with unlimited mana. Also, I have something else for you." saying this he took out a piece of chocolate from what looked like a small portal and gave it to Ophis.

Great Red had his huge mouth popped open when he saw Orion created a spatial crack so easily.

"Try eating it," said Orion.

Ophis followed his instructions and as soon as she bit the chocolate, stars appeared in her eyes and before anyone could say anything else she finished the whole thing. But after finishing the chocolate she jumped towards him and bit his neck. As soon as she did that, a Black dragon tattoo appeared in the place where he was bitten.

Orion: "Ouch, what was that for?"

Great Red: "Whaaat but thats~" but he was unable to complete his sentence as a single glare from Ophis made him quiet (again)."

Ophis: "That is just a mark of thank you! But when necessary that mark will help you"

Orion didn't say anything as he knew that it was definitely not a 'thank you' symbol but he didn't say anything as the tattoo looked cool according to him.

Ophis transformed into her dragon form and flew towards the portal, but before she entered she looked towards Orion and asked, "Do you have any more of those sweet things?"

Orion smiled hearing this and threw a few more chocolates towards her, which she quickly grabbed and flew inside the portal.

"Well that should keep her happy for now,"  said Orion who was unaware that Great Red was still looking towards his neck which had the black dragon tattoo on it.

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