As Gun-Ho instructed, Director Yoon started demolishing the existing factory in Jiksan Town.
One day, Gun-Ho came to the factory to see the progress of his new factory. When Gun-Ho arrived at the factory, Director Yoon quickly came out of the container office to greet Gun-Ho.
"You shouldn't come here, sir. During the demolition, it's not safe for you to be here, not to mention the dust it creates."
Despite Director Yoon's warning, Gun-Ho wanted to see the construction field, and he went there again a few days later.
"Huh? The factory is gone."
There was nothing on the land.
"The design drawing for the new factory is complete. The factory is divided into three sections. Two of them will be used for production. It will have a high ceiling over 5 meters high"
"Hmm."
"The management will be located on the second floor, and the company cafeteria will be on the first floor underneath the management office."
"Hmm."
"There will be a pine tree planted in front of the management office as part of the landscaping. A power transformer will be located above the management office. A waste disposal site will be placed behind the production department."
"Hmm."
"We also made a pond outside the back door. We will landscape that area with natural stones and water plants."
"Why are we putting the pond outside the back door? We should place it in front of the management department so we all can enjoy the pond view, shouldn't we?"
"Haha. The pond is placed there for the purpose of water quality certification."
"We need to get a certification?"
"We will let our industrial wastewater flow into the pond. Since we will have fish in the pond, it will show that our wastewater is treated to the level safe enough for fish to live in."
"Hmm."
"If you approve the plan, please sign on the first page of the design drawing. I will then have the construction get started right away."
Gun-Ho signed on the paper vigorously in front of several people.
 
Gun-Ho received a call from his sister.
"Gun-Ho, how are you? I know you are very busy running your business. I just wanted to let you know that next Saturday is our father's 70th birthday. I know I am not a good cook, but I want to invite some relatives to our house and have a birthday party for our father."
"Oh, really? I didn't realize his 70th birthday is coming this quick. Thank you, sister, for letting me know and for taking care of it."
"So come home to Incheon City on Saturday, okay? I don't even remember your face anymore."
"Of course. I don't go to work on Saturday anyway. I will be there. I guess I can pay for our parents' travel expenses so they can go on a trip to celebrate father's 70th birthday."
"That sounds great."
 
Gun-Ho gave a call to his office in Seoul—GH Development. Ms. Ji-Young Jeong picked up the phone.
"Oh, sir!"
"How have you been?"
"It's going well here… Since Manager Kang posted our advertisements on blogs about our OneRoomTels, the vacancy rate has reduced a lot."
"Really? Haha."
"When are you coming back to Seoul, sir? We miss you."
"I am actually calling today to ask you to do something for me. My parents will go on a trip to Europe; my father will turn 70 in a few days. So can you find a cruise travel package for my parents to Europe? They can depart two weeks after next Saturday."
"Yes, sir. I will find a good one to Europe in that time frame."
Since Manager Kang and Ms. Ji-Young Jeong didn't have much work at the office, whenever Gun-Ho asked them to do something, they got so excited. Just a moment later after getting off the phone with Ms. Ji-Young Jeong, she called Gun-Ho.
"I talked to a travel agency."
Ji-Young gave the departure date and price to Gun-Ho for the cruise travel to Europe.
"Looks good. Please get two tickets for that trip. We have enough money in our company account to pay for the tickets, right?"
"Yes, all the rents from OneRoomTels are accumulating in our business bank account."
"Once you get the tickets, please mail it to me at Asan City by express mail."
"Yes, sir."
 
There was a meeting held by the city at Onyang Hotel. It was for the business owners and presidents.
"If you are building a cleanroom for your factory, Small and Medium Enterprise Support Center will provide a support fund. Also, for those of you who are trying to get an international certification for advanced technology or get a patent, our city has a support program."
Gun-Ho was listening to the presentation of a staff from the city while dozing off. He, then, received a call from an unknown number. He didn't answer the phone because it probably would be a spam call.
When he was on his way to the bathroom during his break time, he received a call again.
"The caller is calling from a cell phone. Who is this?"
He answered the phone this time,
"Hello?"
The caller took a moment before beginning to talk. He sounded gloomy and depressed.
 
"Gun-Ho? It's me, Jae-Sik Moon."
He was that guy who swindled 100,000 won out of Gun-Ho. He deceived Gun-Ho that he needed that money to make a high school alumni directory book. Gun-Ho didn't ask him about it.
"Oh, Jae-Sik Moon? What's up?"
"I'm sorry, Gun-Ho. I shouldn't have done that to you."
"What are you talking about?"
Jae-Sik let out a deep sigh before he continued to talk,
"I know our classmates from high school must have been talking about me by now."
"I have no idea what you are talking about."
"I couldn't make the alumni directory book I told you about the other day. I was actually going to make it, but I couldn't because of my situation. I hope you understand."
"Really? If you say so, then okay."
Jae-Sik Moon let out another deep sigh.
"What's wrong with you? You used to be really talented when we were in high school. You were the best in the literature club in high school."
"As a matter of fact, I am a person with a bad credit score, and I can't find a job. So, I was wondering if you have any residential manager position available in one of your OneRoomTels. I've heard that you have several of them."
"A residential manager position?"
"Yes. I just need a place to stay. I know I shouldn't ask you for another favor after the alumni directory book incident. I heard you are doing very well among our high school friends. I am just so desperate right now, so I am calling you to ask if you could help me. I've been thinking a lot and hesitated to call you…"
"Are you studying for the government exam right now?"
"No, I don't. I just have no place to go."
Gun-Ho could hear Jae-Sik sobbing over the phone. Gun-Ho had mixed feelings.
"I heard you worked in a delivery company."
"Right. I used to work there before I get fired because I made some mistakes there. And then, I started selling stuff and eventually went broke. I got divorced as well."
Jae-Sik seemed to become emotional as he was telling his life story, and he sounded like he would start crying anytime soon.

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

The demon queen and the demons
/*unedited*/
Thousands of years ago, in the land of cultivators there exists a woman which foretells and the impending doom of all the creatures in the continent. Everybody laughed at her at that time and treated her like a fool. Nobody believed her even when she tried to tell them what she saw in her vision. Many did not believe but some did.
The woman explained to everyone what she saw in her visions, the destruction and the war between cultivators, the beast clan and some strange race. The vision in dreams was so vivid that it hunts her even in her wake.
What she saw was the horror and the bloodshed where many have died and was devoured by many monstrous creatures. Many of the people listening to this story didn't believe it because they know that the cultivation land is protected by many powerful cultivators. And on top of that, there are the immortal schools that stood at the apex of the cultivation realm.
Even if the empire would fall, the immortal schools would not. As they have existed for who knows how many years.
Those who listened to the woman turned their gaze to the Daemon forest. Because this forested region is located in the middle of the continent dividing the cultivation land and the beast clan or Beastia land.
Many horrid monsters are currently living in that place and would sometimes attack the cultivation land.
And so, because of this treatment and the people who were convinced of their own thinking, they build the high walls to protect the cultivation land and from there assign the five kingdoms to guard the walls against the beasts from inside the Daemon forest.
Everyone thought that the threat would now be contained. But the woman emphasizes that it is not what she saw in her visions. Those who did not believe her threw her in prison to appease the public and prevent any rumors from spreading.
Hence, the spread of the rumor was stopped.
While in prison, the woman was visited by a scholar who heard her and believes in her words. This scholar asked the woman and wrote everything that he had heard. He even drew the things that the woman saw in her vision and made a record of it.
This scholar is actually a part of the empire's scribe. When he heard the woman, something told him to put everything on record and so he did.
Now this record was kept by the imperial family of the Xi Empire and was handed down until it reached the hand of the current emperor of Xi.
…
In a certain darkroom of a huge castle, in the middle of the great Xi city, there stood a middle-aged looking man while looking at a certain book. The man wore a simple-looking robe, but the inlay and the material of the robe are of high quality. The man has a regal appearance and he has a commanding and strong aura.
The man furrows his brows as he reads the book which looks really old with its sides and pages already showing its age with its decay.
"Hmm… demons… I guess what they said about this book is true." The man muttered.
When he heard the report of what had happened in the kingdom of Wu, the man suddenly thought of the myth which he had read once from the old library.
"The demon queen… what kind of existence is this? From the way she was described in this book, she seems to be a very beautiful yet very vile woman. If the prophecy in this old book is right, then can the kingdom prevent this catastrophe from coming? Hmm… this book only foretold what would happen, but not the way to prevent it from coming…"
The emperor continuously flips through the pages and carefully looks at the pictures. The gruesome faces of the demons and their shapes made him feel like those creatures are made for doing one thing, to destroy and wreak chaos and havoc to the world.
"The demon queen is going to lead the army of the demons and would conquer every land in this continent until no living creature except for the demons would exist. Then they would continue to rampage throughout the world and set everything on fire. The destruction of this world would usher the great war of the deity. The deity of the cultivators would be angered by the rampaging demons and would attack the demon gods. The result of this battle would be the destruction of all the continents and the whole planet would return to the void when all things would die, even the gods…" the emperor reads this page which gained his attention.
"…the time of the demons has come and the end is near. Nothing can stop this… nothing…" he continues reading.
The words of the book ended with these words. From the looks of it, the one telling this story seems to have stopped talking.
"So everything that's happening is because of the machination of the one they called the demon queen. If we can destroy or kill the demon queen, would everything end? This prophecy is incomplete; they should have written everything at that time… Damn those fools." The emperor muttered as he knows the back story of this prophecy and how the woman was treated at that time.
But everything is in the past; his goal right now is to find the solution to this impending crisis.
The man flips to another page, but what he saw stunned him. This is because on the next page there is an unfinished drawing. From how the thing that the drawing is portraying, it shows something that he has seen before. Hence he stopped and thinks… then suddenly the emperor opens his eyes as realization dawned unto him.
Although the drawing is rough and incomplete, the scholar at that time is truly someone with great hands. The woman only told him fragments of what she is seeing, yet the scholar is able to piece everything together. He was even able to imagine it in his head hence he drew it almost like the one the woman explained.
"I have seen this… I know what this is." the emperor said as he quickly kept the book in his spatial tool and walks out of the darkroom in quick strides.
This time, a smile can be seen on his face which is in contrast when he enters the darkroom.
…
Two days later…
Shin Jiao is currently walking towards the old residence and estate of the Jiao family. Since he became the new head of the Jiao family, they transferred their residence in this place according to the command of the king.
But before he transferred in this place, he renovated everything and tore down the old buildings. Though those are the ancestral sites of the Jiao family, to Shin Jiao it is not. Even Aye Muyan didn't want those old buildings with sad memories to stay. And from there they build something different.
Since Shin Jiao is a modern man, he prefers to see modern buildings. And so just like the one he did in the academy, he designed everything from ground up and let the builders construct the boxy looking design yet with complicated structures inside.
When everything was finished and they transferred, everyone was amazed at what they saw inside.
Shin Jiao has already crafted the air-conditioner, the stoves, and other appliances. Jie Ye is also familiar in using those things as she had used them in the underground base. Although Aye Muyan and the rest saw these things while hiding underground, they didn't bother with it because they were more worried as to what is happening outside.
But now that everything is at peace, they began to appreciate the things that they are seeing.
When Shin Jiao saw this, he felt happy, because he made those things with his own hands. He was able to give happiness and joy to his family and loved ones. And seeing their happy and amazed faces made him feel a little satisfied.
He knew how powerful technology is, and without the help of technology, he would not have survived this crazy world.
He knows that if he only relies on his own cultivation, then he would be powerless to resist this world's demeaning and backward mentality. Hence he focused more in combining cultivation with technology to further strengthen himself, so that he would be able to protect those around him.
"Mother, I'm going out. I need to go back to the academy now." Shin Jiao said as he asks for his mother's consent for him to leave.
"Already? Can't you stay for just another day?" Aye Muyan said with a frown.
"Mom, you look like a teenage mother when you act like this. Anyway, Ai Ji told me that she is done with her project."
"Sigh, okay… I'll call you later tonight then." Aye Muyan said while waving her hand as she watches Shin Jiao walks away.
"I'm going guys!" Shin Jiao also waved his hands towards the rest of the people in the house.
They have stayed for a couple of days together and their bond was closer than ever, so everyone felt a little sad when they saw Shin Jiao leaving the estate.
The academy is a little far from the Jiao estate, however, with Shin Jiao speed, he is able to get there in just an hour. Running would be the best way to reach the academy as flying would consume too much of his Qi.
But before he can start sprinting, he saw two familiar figures walking towards him.
When the two people appear in front of him, Shin Jiao showed a welcoming smile.
"Ah, we've met once again young one." The old man said with an amiable smile.


He was sent to a world where different races and beings wage different types of wars and fight for supremacy. 

With a body of a mere mortal, he learned the way of the immortal craft and a different cultivation technique. Making him able to roam the land searching for a place where he could belong. 

How can he survive in this dog eat dog world he knows not. But combining the ingenious designs of the modern world and immortal energy, otherworldly devastation awaits those who face, the geared immortal.

***Thanks to those who liked the novel. Your rate and comments are of great help.

Turning open the page, an old, dry scent blew in his face. Jiang Chen called out artificial intelligence Jean to the watch as looked at the line on the title page, then asked her to translate German into Chinese. Sure enough, it read the Fuhrer's name.
Like the host of the auction said, densely packed characters filled the yellowed paper as he turned to the second page.
But when he thought about it, the famous MI6 spent half a century trying to decipher it without fruition; it wouldn't be any different with the effort of an individual.
Jiang Chen sighed. Just as he was about to close the book, Jean suddenly said, "The Neumann password, invented in 2059, belongs to the disordered large-quantity password that is organized by the quantum algorithm in the early days and can only be restored through a specific algorithm formula. Theoretically, if there is no codebook, considering the cryptography of the quantum algorithm, this piece of information has no solution using contemporary decryption technology."
When Jiang Chen heard Jean's words, he took a moment to process the information and immediately looked at Jean in excitement.
"Wait. You mean you know how to decipher this?"
Jean turned her head and told Jiang Chen what she could do with her actions.
Through the pupils in the hologram, a stream of green data flowed. After about half a minute, this secret that troubled MI6 for half a century was translated on the holographic screen.
36,000 characters were crushed into large pieces of text and graphics in accordance with a special algorithm. Like spells, they were arranged in layers under Jean's command.
When all the information was extracted, Jiang Chen discovered in the bottom right corner of the holographic screen that the data released by the 36,000 characters was 2.7 gigabyte in size!
[How could anyone decipher this?!]
"... ummm, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?" Jiang Chen looked at the image on the holographic panel in disbelief and asked Jean.
"During deciphering, I used 4.7% of the computing resources on the quantum computer," Jean replied in an indifferent voice.
Without the computational power of a quantum computer, without knowing the translation formula, it would be almost impossible to crack the information in the codebook. Or to put it another way, even if you knew the translation formula of the codebook, if you wanted to release more than 36,000 characters into a 2.7 gigabyte file, it would be extremely difficult to do purely by hand.
Jiang Chen couldn't understand the mathematical formula, but he could recognize the graphs.
V2 rockets, jet engines, Me163 comet interceptors, BV246 gliding missiles, Ho-229 experimental battle suits, atomic bomb design plans... and some strange things that even the reserve search engines couldn't find. Obviously, Germany didn't complete the translation of the codebook even at the last moment.
Even if they controlled the formula.
"Unbelievable, these incredible technologies of the Third Reich were actually recorded in 36,000 characters."
Jiang Chen looked at the holographic screen for a long time and finally sighed.
Who would've thought the fate of the entire empire was in such a booklet? Unfortunately, this booklet didn't save the fate of the empire.
"The Golden Apple, code book..." His finger tapped on the arm of the chair gently. Jiang Chen recalled the issue he discussed with Lin Lin about the space colonization ship. They sent signals to this dimension of Earth through Klein particle waves.
Lin Lin once told him the amount of information the Golden Apple is able to receive is limited. In this case, the purpose of the codebook was evident.
The Golden Apple's "small water pipe" obviously wasn't enough to transfer a 2.7 gigabyte file, so the space colonization ship entered the void of the colonial ship first passed the 36,000 characters through the Golden Apple to the Fuhrer and passed on the codebook to translate the characters.
It was equivalent to compressing the 2.7 gigabyte file then tossing in the decompression tool together with the compressed file.
Although the reason why the people on the colonization ship chose Germany as their spokesperson was unknown, but it was certain that their plans fell short. Even with these incredible technologies, the Third Reich still perished in the steel floods of the two superpowers.
These technologies were obviously all based on the technology of the 40s. They could no longer be considered incredible. Any rocket engine could easily defeat the old V2 rocket.
Jiang Chen was a bit disappointed when he realized this.
He previously thought he could learn some interesting stuff in this notebooklike the technology from the void. However, survivors who were lost in the void seemed to have considered that over-advanced technology would not only have a benign impact on the Third Reich, but it would lead them to infuse a large amount of scientific research resources into meaningless projects. It was like throwing Einstein a set of nuclear fusion equations; he couldn't have made the hydrogen bomb before making the atomic bomb.
But even without the technology, at least he now possessed the treasures of the Third Reich! Although Jiang Chen didn't lack money, searching for a treasure not known to the world has always been a boy's romance!
His fingers scrolled through the holographic screen, bored, and the technology that had already been outdated passed by in front of him.
However, when he yawned and turned to the last picture, he suddenly stopped.
On the holographic screen was a fortress among the glacial snow mountains. The Remnants of the Void not only presented weapons from the Fuhrer of the Third Reich, but also offered him a design map ...of a castle.
Detailed instructions for carrying out the construction were already recorded in the drawing, and even the construction site was clearly written on it.
Jiang Chen's eyes scanned the last two lines of the image and captured three key words.
Fallout Shelter, Antarctica, just in case.
[Just in case?]
Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows.
"What are you looking at?"
The door of the room was pushed open. In a loose white towel, Ayesha walked to Jiang Chen's side with a cup of coffee. She just showered, and her white neck was covered with pearls of water droplets. Her soft skin was as tender as tofu.
Pushing the holographic screen to the side, Jiang Chen turned the chair and took a sip of the coffee from her.
The sweet bitterness diffused in his taste buds, soothing his hard-wired nerves and his tightened eyebrows.
Putting the coffee down, Jiang Chen smiled and looked at the well-behaved Ayesha. He whispered, "Thank you."
Ayesha grinned, leaned over him with her petite and graceful body and kissed him softly on his forehead.
"Go to bed early, my dear."
The love in the kiss awakened a particular string in his heart. Jiang Chen's heart gradually began to burn in a passionate fire.
"Mhmm, I'll head to bed soon." Gently patting Ayesha's back, Jiang Chen got up and leaned closer to her ear. "Wait for me."


After the nuclear war, ruins stretch across the landscape in the apocalypse.
If you accidentally survived on the wasteland, then you must be ready to face the endless hunger, ceaseless dangers, the mad zombies at night, and the peculiar mutant creatures that are the aftermath of constant radiation.
But for Jiang Chen, this place is heaven.
Mansions standing tall, luxurious cars parked on the street, high tech products and gold abandoned everywhere.
What? You were the president of a game development company before the war? You were responsible for the development of the 3D virtual reality online multiplayer game? Well, that’s great, why don’t you come work for me. Your salary is two pieces of bread a day.
iPhone? Ultra thin design? Don’t you see that the phone I invented is thinner than a condom?
Aircraft carrier? Fighter jets? Oh, I have those things as well, but they are designed for space combat.
Watch the story of Jiang Chen, who possesses the ability to travel through space and time, as he witnesses the creation of an empire stretched across space and time... 


Finally reaching the small apartment Chao-xing couldn't help but stare at the once clean living space.


Dirty clothes were lying around, dishes left dirty in the sink and the apartment needing some serious cleaning. The apartment was neat when it was originally bought, apparently the last owner wasn't as clean as she originally thought.

Deciding to handle the mess now rather than later she ended up wasting two hours before finally getting the apartment back to its neat and tidy state.

Once satisfied by the current cleanliness, she made her way to the bedroom and picked up the plain looking sketch book left lying on the wooden desk.

"Is host going to use the oringal's designs and sketches to enter?" the curious voice of the system sounded giving Chao-xing a slight fright.

"Hmm..."

She continued flipping through page after page of design, her eyes sparkling the entire time, by the end of the sketch book she couldn't help but sigh.



"It really is a shame, with her talent she would have become a top designer, if only she didn't get caught in the crossfire... I'll use her designs but change and develop them to a mix between our styles and idea's... Refining the rough sketches until they become masterpieces".

A small glimmer of excitement shone within her eyes at the idea of getting to work with something that has so much potential.


Meanwhile...


Sitting in an expensive limited edition sports car was the tall handsome man Chao-xing walked into earlier. 


With a cold and indifferent tone he spoke to his assistant over the phone. Just one glance was enough to tell you he was dangerous, powerful and influential, however, his looks captivated and draw people in.


"Investigate the girl I bumped into earlier, I already sent you a description and drawing of her"

This was all he said before hanging up.

The young man who was shouting him earlier looked at Liu Ji Lun quizzically.

"Why are you investigating that girl?"


Liu Ji Lun just cast him a quick emotionless glance before looking forward again, then replying with one word.

"Instinct"

After that they sped off without another word, only some confused glances from the youth in the passenger seat next to him.

Growing up wishing for the attention and love of her family only to be betrayed and left for dead. She vowed to get revenge no matter the cost.

"Finally a new host, ahhh I'm so excited"
"hmm"
"Ah, you're awake! Welcome potential-host, how would you like revenge if so I have just the deal for you"
After staring at the floating orb? for a moment  she slowly cracked her mouth open to whisper  hoarsly
"What do I need to do?"
"Take over the bodies whose previous system and host failed their mission, complete unfinished tasks and fix their mistakes"
"How does that get me revenge?"
"For each world host will receive time depending on difficulty ranging from minutes up to a month. This will determine how far back in time host will be sent when you are reborn as you past-self"

...........


"System?"
"Yes, host ?"
"How bad is my luck?"
"Host's luck is average"
"Then why do I keep encountering that shameless, black-bellied, evil..."
"Host!!! I'm not in control of the world's or their circumstance. Ahh host I didn't mean to shout... don't ignore me... please"
"Host..."
"Host..."
"Host..."

My fists were still balled, to keep my hands from shaking, as the heavy metal doors of the breakfast room closed behind me. I paused just outside the doorway, ignoring the guards who cautiously watched me out of the corner of their eyes.

Breath.

I repeated the word, chanting it as I breathed in through my nose and out through my mouth. I had not missed the way the Prince had studied me. Seen me, not the facade I clung to. The King had not noticed the clarity of my eyes or how I bristled at his every word.

Slowly I felt my body begin to relax. It had been almost a week since the King sent me on the last mission, a week since my memories had slowly begun to return. Each morning the King had me eat breakfast with him and his son. Each morning I kept my face blank and emotionless as the King searched for any weakness in his control over me. He saw none.

My plan was working. It was less of a plan than a simple idea. Regain control over my thoughts and actions without the King realizing what I was doing. That was the extent of my plan. I was not even sure who I was. As long as the King believed I was under his control, he would have no reason to put that awful fog back into my head.

Each time I closed my eyes, bits and pieces of a stranger's life floated through my dreams. Not dreams but memories. Memories of who I once was. Ever since I was a child, I had dreams of leathery black wings and beautiful amber eyes. Dreams of fairies and pixies and trolls. Now they were no longer these brief, seemingly meaningless dreams, but elaborate memories. Memories of people and places I had somehow forgotten. Some of it did not make sense. Since age 10, I had lived in the palace, yet I was having dreams of myself marrying the male with amber eyes as a full-grown adult. It was like I was starting to remember events and people from a past life. A life where I was not even a human.

The possibility that I was simply going mad had crossed my mind more than once. All I knew for certain was that I could trust no one. Not the Prince, though I saw how he looked at his father. Not the servants, even though the King regularly tortured and killed them for his own entertainment. I could easily make allies, but those allies could just as easily report me to the King for their own selfish desires. 

As I burst into my room I snatched a small journal from my desk. I had never had a need for a journal, or books, or apparently pens. The thought of living for so long without reading a book saddened me more than I could explain. The small wooden writing desk, that had sat untouched since I completed my schooling as a child, was empty. As I rummaged through the desk looking for something to write with, I did not hear the door to my room click open. The light tune the maid, an older woman with greying hair and beautiful bright green eyes, made me jump. I cursed as my knee slammed into the underside of an open drawer. 

The woman's eyes grew wide as she stared at me, catching me rifling through my desk like a madwoman.

"Lady Selene," she shook her head in confusion. Glancing between me and the desk. Unlike most servants, she did not lower her gaze but stared into my eyes. She took a cautious step forward as she studied my face. What did she see?

I straightened my body and slammed the drawer I was looking through closed. 

"Go get me a pen," I commanded her in the most uninterested and bored voice I could muster. Hesitantly, the old woman bowed her head and hurried from the room, leaving the laundry she had been carrying on the floor. My laundry. 

This human had probably cleaned my rooms and taken care of me for years, and I did not even know her name. How had I lived for so long without actually living at all? Magic was outlawed and banished, yet the King's hold on me screamed of magic in every way. However, he was human.

The elderly woman interrupted my thoughts as she quickly returned. I heard the door to my rooms open and close followed by her hurried footsteps. The woman held out her hands, presenting me with not one, but three different types of pens. I did not bother to thank her as I snatched the pens form her hands and waved her away in dismissal. 

I left her to her work, as I sat down at my desk. I stared at my old journal for a moment before opening it to the first page. I had not written in the small book since I was a child. My blood ran cold at the sight of the strange word sprawled on the first page. It was written over and over again in a language I never studied, yet I knew it as if it had been a part of me my entire life.

Azriel.

The name pulled at something inside of me. Calling to a part of me that had been asleep for so long. The name was written in varying sizes and directions. As if I had tried to fit it as many times as possible onto the page. The beautiful characters that made up the name curled into one another, like decorative design. To the untrained eye, it looked like nothing more than a doodled design. 

I slowly flipped through the small journal. I did not remember writing or drawing anything inside of it, but it was unmistakably written in my handwriting. I had drawn beautiful amber-colored eyes and large wings, like those of a bat. Some of the pages had dates, others just drawings. All the dates were from the first year I had spent in the palace. There was nothing from any of the later years.

I blinked away tears as I dated the top of the first empty page. My hand scratched out the stories and memories that had been floating in my mind for the last few days. I wrote every detail I could recall. I was halfway through when I realized I was not writing in the human language. 

I wanted to slam the journal closed. To burn it, to throw it away. Panic welled up in me. What if someone found it? If they did find it, it would require someone to translate it. If this was some made-up language it would be impossible. If it was the language of the fae, it would still be impossible. They could prove nothing. It would be seen as nothing more than a book filled with drawings and doodles. Taking a calming breath, I put my pen to paper and continued to write.

As I closed the journal, I rubbed my thumb over the soft leather binding. I stood from my desk, leaving the journal where it had sat undisturbed for years. I could leave it there, but something inside me wanted to hide it. 

Reluctantly I grabbed the journal and crossed the room to my large four-poster bed. Laying on my back, I scooted under the bed. Carefully tucking the journal into the space between the mattress and frame.

"Sometimes I can not remember my name. Not until the large man I call King tells me it. Even then, I am not sure if it is my name or someone else's name. In the city, with the crowded streets and houses stacked atop one another, it is hard to breathe. Hard to think. It is always so hard to think. I know I must remember something but I can not. I am not allowed to remember. The King will be angry if I remember. I don't want to make the King angry."

Selene is the King's personal assassin. And in a world where magic is outlawed, she is cursed. Unable to defy the King's orders and unable to remember anything about herself, how could she ever escape?

When Selene starts dreaming about a male with amber eyes, and her memories start returning piece by piece, will it be enough to reclaim her freedom?

In a dark room where only a dimly lit lantern as a source of light. A young boy can be seen sleeping still in the bed. One would think that the child was dead if not for the slight breathing that can be seen under the covers. 
Peng!
Peng! 
Peng!
Peng! 
The still boy lying on the bed abruptly open his eyes. Staring at the dark ceiling, the boy's body turns rigid as he senses his surroundings. As if by command, something echoed from Mateo's body. Like a wave, it reaches everything within the room. Sensing no one, he quietly roused from the bed, taking the lantern as he did so.
Seeing the dim light, it looks like he has to charge it. But seeing he's in a place where the sun doesn't reach, he just has to find some way later.
Prickling his ears, he tried to hear where the sound that woke him earlier came from. 
"pempempempem", a muffled noise came from under him. Tracking the sound, he stops by the carpet. Setting the lantern on the floor, he lifts the carpet away, dust blowing as he did so. Coughing, he squinted and brought the light closer. There, he saw a locked trapdoor. 
What? With a big metal lock like that, how come I haven't felt it underneath the carpet?
Curious, he turned to the carpet and brought the light next to it. Gazing carefully at the design, he saw the array hidden in it. Impress by the ingenuity, he carefully studied it, only for another sound to take his attention away. Taking the light with him, he turns it to the trapdoor. Under the light, he can see that runes are etched into it. It was runes for ignoring the door, objects etched by these runes will not be noticed and will be neglected. Whoever etched this doesn't want the other side to notice this door above them. Noticing a small hole, he peered into it and saw what's down below. 
Smokes billow down below as the kitchen comes alive with noises. Monster workers come and go as a hunchback person ordered them around. The hunchback is wearing chef clothes, his long pointed nose especially eye-catching.
"Sejud! Keru damen sarasa", The chef gestured to a crate. "Yasa resu Tarir", answered an imp as it opens the crate and takes out a bundle of what's seems to be some kind of fruit. 
Drawing himself back, Mateo shook his head and press his hand on his ear. "Oh no...has the spell run out? Impossible, whatever the hag did is permanent...", quickly he went to his belongings and began looking for something, his whole body almost swallowed by the backpack. Bending over and planting his feet firmly in the ground, he hoists himself up with a large book carried between both hands. The book has golden rims on its corners and runes covered its spine. On the front cover, a written 'Practical and Modern Spells for the Practicals: A Compilation ' was embossed. 
Flipping the book open, he began searching it, fastly flipping the page as he did so. The language is different here from Earth, he can only speak and read the language because of the spell the hag cast on him back then. Stopping at the right page, he began reading the passage. 

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Practical Magic to Learn and Teach a Language 
There are many intelligent beings here in this world. As a practitioner of magic, these simple spells will help you in conversing and getting the necessary information around you. These spells are so simple that even an apprentice who has just learn to cast can do this. Here is the list of spells you can cast.

Larusa Informa - Casting this spell will make the recipient know the language the caster knows. The recipient will only know what language the caster intended to give.
Larusa Kurapa - This spell lets you understand any language you hear. 
Larusa Transata - Tired of manually translating ancient tomes? This spell will magically translate the tomes you are reading or copying. It will only work if you know the language beforehand. 
... 

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"Larusa Kurapa....that's the spell I needed. For such a useful spell, it sure has a low threshold to cast", murmured Mateo to himself.  
What he didn't know was that the book he was holding is rare, with only fifty books in circulation. 
Being in the hag's den was a nightmare but that's where he got most of the things that will let him survive in this world. 
"Larusa Kurapa!", Numbness spread through his body up to his head and just like something was pop out of his ear, he can now understand what the monsters are saying.
"Chef Tarir, have Sir Gustavius said anything about the morsel that came last night?", asked the imp, drooling as he passes a fruit to the hunchback. Chef Tarir grunted, sneering at the imp while chopping the handed fruit
"Sir Gustavius has his own plans for the whelp", putting the chopped fruit into the bowl, Chef Tarir pointed at the meat at the other side of the kitchen. "Now quit dilly-dallying and keep movin', pass me the sheep's meat or you'll be the meat I'll be cookin'...", squeaking, the imp hurriedly went to fetch the meat. Grumbling beneath his breath, Chef Tarir mumbled to himself. "I sense magic on that whelp...", he licks his lips and continued chopping, "it will surely be a fine delicacy..."
Drawing himself back, Mateo grips his knuckles. "Shit...shitshitshitshit", Mateo pace back and forth, muttering furiously at himself. Out of the frying pan and into the fire, he really lands himself in a disastrous situation this time. 
Think Mateo...think, you survived for two years for nothing...You're a big boy now...think! 
He wandered his eyes around the room, noticing that the barricade is still in place, he started to calm down. Good...at least this place is relatively safe.
Ok Mateo, you already have a safe zone. Now, plan your way out of this! You got magic! Yes! Magic against unknown numbers of monsters here in this castle..... 
Shit...
There's must be something here that can help you. 
Turning his lantern into a flashlight, Mateo focuses it around the room and noticed the journal he found last night. Taking it to read, he sat on the floor with the flashlight in hand. 

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Third day of Caritas, 

I have gained parlay with the lord of the castle. As long as I can be a Witch, the lord will offer me his protection. Having a Witch in his domain will greatly strengthen his lordship. With my talents, I am sure that I will advance sooner or later. 

..... 

Seventh-day of Caritas, 

The lord has been impressed with my talents. With my wisdom and skill in runes and magic arrays, I have acquired bountiful resources for my research and advancement. For now, he has offered me a limited bounding in his domain. Though it is different and severely lacking compared to a true bounding, I can already feel the boost in my power...

….

2nd day of Avaritia, 

Though I felt impatient as I am still stuck as a Magician. I have managed to unlock the gate of the body and has only pried the mind gate open a little. What am I missing? The mind ties the body and soul together... The mind controls, the body forms, and the soul is the essence of the being... What is it? 
.... 

18th day of Bonitas, 

It's been seven months since I've been here, the creatures here thought that I was easy pickings but the lord will not have grant me his approval if I am. That sniveling rat at the kitchens think me as a piece of meat he can simply devour. I will make that E grade vermin suffer for his impertinence. 

.... 

13th day of Industria, 

Three years of perseverance have finally paid off. I have finally broken through! I have broken through the mind gate, surely the Lord has felt it too. I just needed to pierce open the soul gate and I will become a Witch worthy of the lord's companionship...

…

20th day of Industria 

Sarusha you slimy snake. Be grateful that I haven't become a Witch yet or all your snakes in your hair will turn frozen! You and your pranks will rue the day you crossed me. 
...

5th day of Caritas

It has been four years, but I think I finally got it. I can open the soul gate! I just needed to be in a secluded place and make sure that no one disturbs me...

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Closing the journal, Mateo inhales deeply before sighing. Ok...it was enlightening. Not really helpful at this moment but still helpful when it comes to my path of magic. Anything else? 
He glanced around thinking of what to do. He noticed his backpack being shine down by his flashlight.
Yes...that's it! There must be something that can help me in my backpack. I looted the hag's den dry when we were escaping and while she was trapped in our specialized array. Old hag Merrida hoarded the things she got from the magic users she killed and traded with. It's where I got this book from...
Mateo thought as his eyes rested on the large book. "Maybe, it is time to unpack and sort all of those things out...", he murmured as he went to his backpack. The backpack may seem ordinary but this backpack is a great bag of holdings. Mateo made and created this bag secretly while living in the hag's den. It took a whole lot of trial and error but with a kid's enthusiasm and the drive for survival and amazement in magic, Mateo at the age of nine created his first enchanted bag. 
The thread used in sewing the bag is made out of his raven hair. For whatever the hag did, made his hair harden like steel when poured with magic. It also always grow out no matter how many times you cut it. Indeed, Mateo's hair was always harvested by the hag. It was used as a commodity to sell, as well as ingredients and materials in making enchanted items and potions. This hair of his is also the reason why he wasn't eaten or sucked dry by the hag the first chance she got. 
Staring at his backpack, he felt that something was amiss. Remembering that he was rolling in the mud last night with the backpack, he now stared at the mud-free and clean backpack. "Did I accidentally added an auto-clean when I was making this?...", noticing the locked clasp, he vaguely remembers that he leave it open earlier when he was getting the book. "Weird...", unclasping the bag, he took his flashlight and began rummaging inside. His body almost swallowed inside, he was just about to haul something out when he felt something push him. 
"Aaah...", with Mateo's scream, the bag's straps began moving as it takes the book back and swallowed it. It let out a huge burp then clasp itself before laying still on the floor.

Mateo Sanchez is one of the children spirited away from the campsite that day.
It's been two years since then and the ten year old boy already matured greatly beyond his years.
As he escaped from the strange lands he landed into, will he ever get back to his parents?
Or will he stay forever in these lands filled with monsters?


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Stumbling upon a castle, the little boy trudge his way up and knocks upon the castle's doors. There are different kind of monsters inside, with only one missing on a vampire's castle. A witch....

"I can be the witch"

The moment Wang Baole spoke, all the live stream viewers from the Federation were taken aback. That was because, at that moment, the base that Wang Baole had constructed in the form of a gigantic block suddenly underwent a shocking transformation.
The block seemed to have been cut horizontally into layers. However, taking a closer look, perhaps it was already constructed layer by layer, just that it wasn't the focus of people's attention; its overall appearance making one think that it was a solid block.
With the appearance of the layers, it could be seen that the top-most layer was like a cover that was being lifted backwards. Looking at it from afar, the block seemed to have become a book, and the layer that was lifted was its cover.
This was the essence of Wang Baole's design, the unique feature of the Eternal Fortress!
What he had constructed was indeed a book!
With the cover of the book lifted, the first page was revealed. At that instant, everyone from the Federation who was watching the live stream realized, surprisingly, that it wasn't words that had appeared on the first page, but rather rows of Baole Cannons!
At one glance, the first page of the zone's stronghold, which was in the form of a book, was covered densely by a thousand Baole Cannons. Right now, as they all came into view at once, a shockingly loud boom was produced!
As the noise reverberated, light rays instantly appeared above Wang Baole, as if they were occupying the sky, towards the incoming Beast Tide that was roaring as they approached.
The frightening loud boom instantly shook the heavens and earth, and as the Baole Cannons fired all at once, the ground appeared to be on the brink of cracking apart. The cries of the countless ferocious beasts were instantly drowned out as their bodies were visibly pierced and broken apart. As their flesh and blood splattered in all directions, an invisible big hand seemed to have descended from the skies, crushing everything and destroying them!
The loud noise frightened the other candidates in the other zones most, resulting in a sense of fear gripping them just as they were in the process of resisting the Beast Tide. They couldn't help but look towards Wang Baole.
Even before they could react, the Baole Cannons fired in unison for the second and third time!
The noise was even louder, the power even stronger, and the level of lethality was increased significantly. Whatever was happening made everyone from the Federation who was watching the live stream hold their breaths, as the force by which Wang Baole's stronghold had erupted was beyond their wildest imagination. 
However, the military, as well as those who were familiar with the Baole Cannon, knew that even though the force of the collective firing was large, and could, to a certain extent, last longer than the Fire God Cannons, it was nowhere near being limitless.
Resources were secondary. What was more important was that every time the Baole Cannons were fired, damage would occur. Therefore, other than having to prepare more Baole Cannons, more maintenance specialists had to be hired as well.
Even though they saw the thousand puppets from Wang Baole, they still felt that it was a challenging task. Li Yi and Kong Dao quickly calmed down from their shock, having reached the same conclusion.
He's just acting tough and won't last! Li Yi sneered, seeing that after the sixth firing, the Baole Cannons were already glowing red. She laughed, and was about to watch Wang Baole make a fool of himself, but at that moment…
Wang Baole, who was standing just beside his stronghold, revealed a glow in his eyes. He knew that whether his Eternal Fortress had been appropriately named would depend on his following decisions, and on whether the processes of construction and continual perfection would succeed!
It has been proven theoretically many times… Now, it's time to see whether it actually works!
Wang Baole took a deep breath, and raised his right hand seals, pointing towards the stronghold as he fully activated the stronghold so that it was up and running!
"Turn the pages!"
The moment he spoke, the seals were activated. Instantly, the book-like stronghold vibrated, and the first page of it, which was filled with a thousand Baole Cannons, was swiftly lifted as if it was really a page of a book. After turning over, it landed, revealing the second page!
On the second page, another thousand Baole Cannons were revealed. They fired in unison again, creating a loud bang that continued to shock the heavens and earth. Soon, the second page was lifted, revealing the third, fourth, and fifth page…
Every page until the eleventh page was filled with a thousand Baole Cannons. Every time the cannons appeared, they fired in unison, in an astonishing force that covered a large area!
Immediately, a huge contrast was seen between Wang Baole and the other resisting candidates on the battleground. It was clear that even if the other candidates fired in unison, they still needed to pause and recuperate. However, for Wang Baole, from the beginning until now, he had already fired the cannons in unison over seventy times, but still showed no signs of stopping. He even gave people the impression that he could fire the cannons continuously!
That was especially so as the Beast Tide in front of Wang Baole was on the brink of collapse. In their horror and fear, the ferocious beasts dared not near the area around Wang Baole's zone, and could only dash towards other areas. That compounded the pressure on the other candidates, as if applying salt on a wound.
The contrast and the deafening sound produced from the unison firing instantly shocked the people from the Federation. Gasps of shock could be heard coming continuously from the households, and even the military was taken aback. The Governor from Martian Colony was also surprised.
"Every page is filled with thousands of Baole Cannons. This is already the eleventh page. How could he possess so many Baole Cannons… That's over ten thousand of them!" Even though he was the creator of the Baole Cannon, it still requires an unimaginable amount of resources to construct them… That was definitely out of reach for a mere Foundation Establishment realm cultivator!
"Something's not right… Look, of the Baole Cannons that appeared in the later pages, many of them have been used before… I remember one of them was damaged on the exterior cover, and it appeared again on the third page!"
"I understand now… There aren't ten thousand Baole Cannons. In reality, there could only be just over two thousand of them. They were all made and reconstructed from whatever Wang Baole ravaged from the other candidates! The real mystery lay in the stronghold!"
"Every time a page is flipped, a process of repair and reconstruction occurs. His stronghold must definitely harness a formidable ability to restore the Baole Cannons, such that it's instant, allowing the Baole Cannons to reappear with every page that's flipped so that they can be continuously reused…"
As more people gained a brief insight as to what was going on, they grew even before shocked than before. The design of Wang Baole's stronghold evoked strong emotions in them.
To them, the essence of the design lay in the ability to repair and reconstruct swiftly. This way, it could allow the stronghold to fire the cannons in unison, in a seemingly unlimited fashion, as long as there were sufficient resources!
The giant tree stayed silent as it watched the book turn onto its fifteenth page but still not show any signs of stopping. He sighed as he looked at the stronghold that was in the process of unison firing, as well as the exhilarated Wang Baole.
This was indeed something he had never imagined. Even though he saw the blueprint previously, he never thought that it would come to fruition.
As for the Martian Colony Governor standing on the side, a bizarre look appeared on her face, as she spoke softly in a low voice.
So… This is the Eternal Fortress… It does live up to its name! However, I am curious to know whether there are other surprising features of this Eternal Fortress! After thinking about it, the Martian Colony Governor immediately activated her hand seals and the Great Martian Array Formation.
Seeing that he had the capability to resist the current Beast Tide, Wang Baole was delighted. He had even set his eyes on the other candidates, waiting for the moment when they could no longer hold on, which was when he would ravage their territories.
The thought had just popped into his head, and his delight hadn't even coursed through all the veins in his body when a loud boom emerged from the Divine Armament Catacombs once again. The seventh Beast Tide had begun, more powerful than before as it involved even more beasts. That made one of the candidates, who was already having difficulties resisting the Beast Tide, curl under the immense pressure and choose to give up immediately.
That candidate was from the Senate. Even though the candidate felt indignant, he was helpless. After his elimination, there were only three candidates left!
They were Wang Baole, Kong Dao, and Li Yi!
It could be said that the moment that determined who the losers and winners were had suddenly arrived. That caused Wang Baole's eyes to widen immediately.
So sudden!
Why do I feel that it is being done on purpose? Wang Baole took a deep breath, especially after noticing that in the seventh Beast Tide, a two hundred foot tall giant had appeared, one that looked without care or concern for his Baole Cannons. He was like a piece of armor, resisting the Baole Cannons, leading the large beast crowd as it charged at high speed towards Wang Baole. Wang Baole shuddered, hyperventilating at what he saw.
"Second transformation of the Eternal Fortress!" With crisis looming, Wang Baole roared, activating his hand seals yet again!


By the year 3029 CE, Earth's technology has developed rapidly, borders no longer exist, and Earth has been unified, marking the beginning of the era of the Federation.

At that time, a huge sword flew from the heavens, piercing the sun and causing a huge sensation on Earth.

Perhaps because the scabbard of the sword was already in tatters, countless shards have broken off from it following the collision with the sun and spread across the universe. Many of these shards have landed on various places across Earth.

With the arrival of the bronze sword and its shards, a new unlimited energy source has suddenly appeared on Earth. This energy source has since been named Spirit Qi.

Spirit Qi is like air, thick in some places and thin in others. As the Federation and other factions gather more shards, they discover more information on cultivation, pill refinement, Spirit Stone refinement, and other techniques. The words on the shards have an ancient feel to them, making it a trend for people to use ancient language.

The appearance of Spirit Qi rapidly makes the original energy sources obsolete and has completely changed people's lives. Not only has the Spirit Internet been formed, Spirit Qi has also changed the course of Human Civilization, causing the world to enter a civilization of cultivation. This would later come to be known as the Spirit Inception Era.
 


"Alright Goodnight everyone" Natural said as he shuts his door. 
Natural Lays Down On his Bed, trying to get some sleep. An Hour Later Natural had Opened his eyes and he sees a Light, it was a world that was realistic....a realm with a feature of a different graphic than his own that was created by someone else, he walks through a parking lot and looks around. There was a house that seem to be an apartment complex, something hit him through his brain and he began trying to remember what this place was and why it looked so familar, cars in the parking lot. An Apartment next to the parking lot, Natural remembers and he runs further up the side walk and makes his way up to the last apartment. "212, that's were i live...in the Real World. Did i somehow cross through this realm by mistake" Natural walks, about to go up the steps but sees a book and picks it up, he takes a good look at the book and it had a Black Color with a Scrotris symbol on it and a Title called StaticVoidInsticWalker in a Japanese Version written on it, he walks up stairs and opens the door and closes it...he turns on the light, puts the book on the table...sits down and opens the book, his eyes widened "Its Letters that i said in my journal, what the heck is it doing in this book" Natural said fascinated as he flips the page "Shadows Of Evil, Silents Wake....This Is All Of The Chapters" Natural Began To Be Aware Of The Fact That This Was Not A Dream, It Was A Real Realm. 
As Natural Flipped the page, a Face symbol Of with Stiched Up eyes that made an x and a stiched Up mouth
With a japanese title Hakai Suru, Natural couldn't see as static began to blur his vision and everything began to be Color Edged, He Woke Up and it was already morning. He pulls himself up Stretching as he began to feel something plastic "what is that" Natural waits for his eyes to focus and He Freaked and he fell off the bed, The Book Was On His Bed, "WHAT THE HELL" Natural Yelled with his eyes widened. "Wait so a dream gave you a book from the real world" static said as he looks at the book fascinated, "yeah, It Was Weird. This Dream, showed me the real world....a third Realm of reality with it being a real universe" Natural Stated as Static spoke his point of view "But thats Impossible, you can't cross through another Dimension and be able to cross back, that breaks laws of physics. And Your Only A Creator Of The Universe Not the Centre Of it all, So How could it possibly Be" Static Started to think as Natural Opened The Book "Its What im trying figure out, remember what Parallel Dragon said when we were learning about realms And Parallel Physics" Natural said as Static Shook his head "He said that a realm is not a dimension and dimension is not a universe and a universe is not a multiverse and a multimension is not parallel and are different from each other not until they collade and form up Amazing work. A Third Dimension Universe is a 3D Realm and some say it is a work of reality, 3D Stands For Third Dimension and if we were living in a 4 Dimension Doging a bullet Like the Matrix would be a reality" Natural said as Static Blinding the fact that Natural had new the answer and was hiding something "so what realm is this one" static asked as Natural thought for a second and snaped his fingers And thought of the answer "I could be wrong, but This realm could actually be a fantasy realm. Where dreams from creators like myself..exist, most creators Won't bother trying to make a story like this one, they could...but they won't...because it will mess up the plot of being a story or something like that. but me, i know what i'm doing. I am very aware." Natural said as he flips the page and sees numbers written on it, Natural Quickly Examines the numbers with his hand as Static looks at Natural "Were these numbers here before" Static said as Netro Walks pass them then turns Back to see what Natural and Static are Up to. "I don't remember seeing these numbers, perhaps Memory loss....Not remembering a dream is part of what a dream is. Some people don't recall see the things they saw, which is normal...i guess." Natural said as he turns to Netro "Hey! Netro since your here, You Don't Mind The Craziest thing I'm about to tell you...right" Natural said cautiously as he clucked his left eye brow up, smiling as netro gave a weird look with no interest. He thought for a moment, then spoke "alright, fine....what is the most craziest you could possibly show...other than having the skill to narrate such logics" Netro said Jokingly, Natural pulled out a the black book as Netro gave a irritated expression "A Black Binder, Are You Serious" Netro said as he looked closely and it had, a Scrotris symbol on front and back...the back one had a symbol that was from his chest and the front was a drawing from Natural, Netro Then Looked At Natual suspiciously "Do you have an afair with Scrotris or something" Netro said as Natural freaks Out And Throws the Binder "Oh, GOD NO! To My Own Demon Friend As Well As My Own Character, No Thankyou." Natural Yelled as Static covered his mouth trying not to laugh as Netro spoke "I'm kidding, Im Kidding, You Shouldve Seen The Look On Your Face" Netro Laughed as Natural picked the binder back up and slammed it on the table "This is seriously the most weird Book or Binder that I've ever seen" Netro said facinated "It Tells us Where We've Been, And Drawings Of Us Too. Where did you guys get this from" Netro said trying to figure it out, "We didn't, Or At Least Natural Didn't. This Book came From Naturals dream, which if preferably came from a 3D Realm, then its safe to say that it came from the real world" Static said as Netro got the answer "Natural i remember you telling me something about that when we were trapped in that mansion, maybe your real self gave you the book." Netro said as he flips the page and sees a drawing and a name that says Hakai Suru "Hakai Suru, What Does That Mean" Netro Asked, "it means Destory In Japanese....What a distinctive name to use for a character" Static said in an evil voice.

After The Death of Scrotris, The Debts of Evil Don't End As Natural Gets A Book
From His Dream From The Real World That led No where, As Static And Natural tried to figure it out as fast as possible When Whispers inside Unknowns Mind Began to Attack him Making Natural Break the invisible wall bringing an Evil Girl; Angelina into there Dimension, she almost Corrupts Naturals World with Evil, Blue Light The Dragon Finally got Convinced by Unknown to come out of hiding. Secrets Of one
Story comes out as to what Happened to Unknown 
and Neely's Mother that involved Statics Evil Doings In the Past, Making Static recreate Zeros fictional Character. Natural Had Seen What Hakai Suru can do,
And he won't let it become a reality, he'll have to scarifice himself to save his world and his story.

Sitting inside Nia's shack, Ben continued to cry about the meat that was stolen at Sid's place. It wasn't until Nia made him some snowberry juice that he finally settled down. Lowen heard none of this as he was completely focused with the book laid in his lap. Looking at the first page, it was left utterly blank, where had those words gone, Lowen wondered.

(These first 50 pages are blank and empty where did those words vanish to? Is there some hidden secret to make the words reappear?)

Lowen had flipped through these 50 pages, again and again, trying everything he could think of. Turning the book upside down, holding it under the light or in the dark, scanning through, he looked for keywords but nothing seemed to work. He might have even dripped some blood on it or try to channel his ki in it but the risk of damaging it was too great, in the end, he found nothing. It was only now that he noticed Ben was sitting in front of him sulking while at the same time sipping his juice and staring.

"Eh, Ben what's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Ben saw that Lowen was no longer focused on his book and felt slightly happy on the inside, he was about to smile before he remembered what he wanted to say to Lowen.

"Big bro, how could you let that stinky old dummy keep our meat, now what are we gonna do?"

Lowen had been way too preoccupied with the new book he just won from Sid that he had totally forgotten about the meat.

(Haha, this kid.)

Lowen stood up and gently rubbed Ben's head.

"I'm sorry Ben, I was too focused that I forgot but don't worry I know exactly where the rabbits are, so I'll go get some more first thing in the morni...."

Lowen paused for a moment, he didn't just forget the meat, that wasn't the only part of the bet he won.

(Shit, his statues, he was supposed to teach me their secrets if I won but because of the situation I was just relieved to get out of there without having to fight, damn.)

Leaving without learning the secrets of Sid's statues, even though Lowen had won the bet was equivalent to leaving a small fortune behind, Lowen felt a slight heartache. He and Sid had not left on very good terms, for Lowen to go back today and say. 

("Hey even though I've already taken your most valued treasure, you still owe me more so pay up.")

For Lowen, that felt like too much, even for him. If he really did go back today then a fight would surely ensue, even if Lowen had Chief Rolands backing. Lowen could only sigh to himself and wait a few days for Sid to cool off. 

"Big bro, what were you gonna say big bro? Big bro."

Lowen was gonna reply to Ben when suddenly a thought struck him, once more he sat down and began flipping through the book. Ben being ignored pouted and stomped away, going outside he quickly found himself busy playing with the few other children his age. With Roland's words, the villagers no longer scorned Nia and Ben outwardly and because children aren't born to hate but are taught it instead, all of the children around Ben's age didn't feel the way their parents did and gladly played with Ben.

Meanwhile, Lowen had his butt glued to the floor as he turned over page after page. Disappointingly there was no table of contents so Lowen had to manually scan every page until he either found what he was looking for or not. After about 10 minutes, Lowen found exactly what he wanted to, he couldn't help but smirk as he read the title for the chapter.

[Golems-Statues-Golmantiums]

Flipping a few pages ahead, Lowen read over the basics about Statues.
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[Statues]

Magical Statue first invented in the year 2427 M.M

[Height] 1-9 ft, made from any type of rock or stone.

[Weight] 90-2,000 lbs

[Strength] 100-1250 lbs

[Requirements] 2nd circle Earth Mage or 3rd circle Mage of any element but an additional magic tool is required to use.

The statue, although it's very slow, however, with its great strength and regenerative capabilities, it easily substitutes for 10 men.
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Glancing over this basic information, Lowen became slightly disappointed. In order to use a statue you first have to be a 2nd circle earth mage. Lowen wasn't even a first circle mage let alone a 2nd, he remembered when Roland was testing him with a blue neixin magic crystal. When Lowen was first tested with it, it had shown one incomplete circle. This clearly meant that he was not yet a mage. Roland, on the other hand, when he had first used it on himself it showed 4 circles indicating his level in magic. He had two complete ones and 2 more that were broken in several places, this was due to Roland's injury, however, that was over a month ago and Roland had now healed one of his circles of magic. So if he were to use another neixin crystal today, then 3 would be complete and his fourth would still be broken. So as it stood, he could currently use 3rd circle magic if he wanted and if he had a certain magic tool, then he could use and control magic statues as well.

Seeing as how he couldn't do much of anything when it came to statues, Lowen decided to go back and take a look at the golems. Once more he just skimmed over the basics.
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[Golems]

Magical Golems were first invented in the year 2313 M.M

[Height] 1 inch up to 2ft tall, made of dirt mud and debris.

[Weight] 0.3-50lbs

[Strength] 2-7lbs

[Requirements] Earth Energy

The Golem, ball-shaped by design, unlike the Statue and the Golmantium that can be shaped into nearly any form, the Golem, besides hands and feet, the rest of its body is entirely shaped like a ball. With its body shape, it can barely walk so it mostly just rolls.

Golems due to their small stature and weak strength, most find it too troublesome to even bother with them but when they are made, their function is usually for small labor such as sweeping floors, gathering firewood or drawing water.

Although not very useful, with their nearly instantaneous regenerative capabilities and very little energy used, they are far easier to maintain than a Statue or a Golmantium.
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(Hmm, interesting, this Golem is pretty weak but the requirements just say it needs earth energy. I should try this out.)

Lowen was curious to see if he could actually make one and control it but before he did, he was still interested in one last thing. Looking it over he read.
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[Golmantiums]

Magical Golmantiums were invented in the year ???? B.M.M - M.M
Magical Golmantiums were Discovered in the year 1032 M.M  

[Height] 4ft up to XXXX    

[Weight] 400lbs up to XXXX

[Strength] 2,000 lbs up to XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

[Requirments] Magic Beast heart & piece of a soul, also needs a huge source of energy at the initial start, afterward, it will absorb energy by itself. 

With this creatures creation, it comes with intelligence, how much is dependent on the original soul donator. 

Warning !! This creature is truly difficult to control.

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Reading over this basic bit of info, what stood out the most to Lowen wasn't the requirements the creature needed nor the warning on the difficulty in controlling it. What stood out for Lowen were the dates. Apparently, no one knew who or when these creatures were invented, only when they were discovered. Not only that, the Golmantium predates both the golem and the statue.

(How can something so advance come more than a thousand years before the golem and the statue?)

Reading further in, Lowen discovered that not only did the Golmantium come a thousand years before the golem and the magic statue but also that all research and advancements for the golem and the statue were made from studying the Golmantium itself.

(It seems that after all this time the ones who have made improvements did so from researching some lost ancient Magitek. I wonder who could have invented such an advanced creature and if they had such capabilities then, where are they now? What happened to them?)

With so many questions but absolutely no answers, Lowen became more and more frustrated. Finally, he had had enough and slammed the book shut in frustration.

(What's the point of a book if it tells you nothing, hmph.)

Nia saw this and sat down next to Lowen.

"What's the matter?"

Lowen looked at Nia's gentle smile and he didn't know why or how but seeing her kind expression, he could instantly feel a soothing calm wash over him.

*Sigh*

"Its this book, no matter how much I read it, it won't..."

Lowen shook his head.

 "No, it can't tell me what I want to know, and it's just very frustrating."

Nia listened quietly to all of Lowen's frustrations and thought for a while before she replied.

"Hmm, Well, it sounds like if you can't get the answers from that book, then maybe you should just try another one."

Lowen started to laugh at himself.

*Hahaha*

Nia was, of course, right, so what if you don't get all the answers from this book, there are a million others and one of them has to have what Lowen's looking for, it would just take time. Besides, Lowen was getting frustrated over unimportant matters, it's not like he needed this info, he was just really curious. To Lowen, this was an entirely new world and so far he had been stuck in a very small portion of it. Everything was new and interesting to him and it just felt like all of the adventure and all the mysterious were hidden from him, locked away by his own understandings. Right now in order for Lowen to unlock these things, he needed 2 important things. First what he needs was to gain great strength, enough strength to go out into the world and not die. The other was information, if Lowen didn't understand the world around him then even with the strength to lift a mountain, it would only take a pebble more of something he didn't know to crush him underneath.

After a good laugh, Lowen noticed Nia staring at him in displeasure but for the life of him, he couldn't understand why.

"Nia, what happened? Why do you seem even more upset then I just was?"

Nia looked at Lowen and said with pouted lips.

"I thought I was being helpful but then you laugh at me. I didn't think you were like that."

Lowen suddenly realized his mistake. Nia had given him genuine advice and then he immediately burst out in laughter. To Nia, it would seem as though she were being made fun of. Lowen realized he had a bad habit of slipping into his own thoughts and ignoring those around him because of that, misunderstandings would follow. Lowen made a mental note of it before trying to comfort her and once more realized that him making a mental note was again leaving Nia out to dry. Looking at her face, it seemed like she had just bit into a lemon, the way her lips scrunched up made Lowen once more want to laugh, thankfully this time, he controlled it. Waving his hands in the air in defense, he almost choked on his own words.

"No no no no, I wasn't laughing at you, I was laughing at myself, I swear, I swear."

But Nia just continued to pout giving Lowen a look that said, can I believe you.

"Nia I'm telling the truth, really. there's no way I could laugh at you honest."

Nia shook her head.

"But you've done so before."

"What when?"

"Hmm, so you don't remember, how can I ever believe in you, if you don't even remember tha...tha... that time."

Nia stumbled out the last bit of her words recalling those events but Lowen was still stumped.

"Nia, I truly don't remember, please just tell me already."

Nia's faced blushed ever so slightly as she crossed her arms over her chest she pouted some more before saying.

"A month ago down by the river, you went to bathe and you, you, you accused me of being a peeping tom. You even made me say some embarrassing things about my brother, do you remember now?"

Lowen thought back to that time, he remembered Nia following him to the river treating him like a child so, in a prank, he acted like she was a pervert. In the end, Lowen had burst out with laughter for several minutes and Nia had run away. Thinking back to that, a small smile crept up on Lowen's face, recalling that moment, suddenly, Lowen couldn't hold it in, remembering that scene, he once more burst out into gut-busting laughter.

*BWAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHHA*

Nia's face immediately flushed a deeper darker red, she yelled out angrily.

"SEE YOU DO REMEMBER! YOU WERE MESSING WITH ME AGAIN!!"

Nia then turned around and raced outside like a gust of wind, the only thing left behind were her fading words.

"You big dummy, I hate you I hate you I hate you."

Lowen wanted to say something, anything but found himself lacking air. All he could do was roll to the ground in laughter.

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