Penulis : Fuyuhara Patora
Ilustrator : Usatsuka Eiji
Penerjemah : Lumia
Editor : Lumia 
PDF : Lumia
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By the end of the day, Riwall got the skills related to blunt and pole weapons.


---CONGRATULATIONS!---

--Skill Branch Level Up--
-Melee Combat - Level 1-> 2

--New Skill Unlocked--
<Blunt Weapon Combat> - Level 1

--New Skill Unlocked--
<Pole Weapon Combat> - Level 1


As soon as Riwall finished the last routine, Edward said a few words about how Riwall needs to keep his high-intensity approach to the training and excused himself.


Riwall made his way to the shared bath, which resembled the ones made by the Romans, and got rid of all the sweat and red clay. He took notice of how the bathwater got slightly red-colored when he entered but in a few seconds became pristine again. According to a soldier that was there, it was thanks to an enchantment done on the floor titles.


He left his clothes in a trunk in the change room and was already dreading the fact that he would have to use it again after taking a bath. However, he was pleasantly surprised to open the trunk and find out that it was also an enchanted piece and that his clothes were as clean as possible.


Immediately he noticed one of the limitations of it: the clothes would be clean, but any damage done to them would not be fixed.


{I will have to ask Joshua for a few spare sets, this one won't last a week if today's training is the parameter.}


After asking for directions, he found his way to Hector's classroom. The Adventure's Guidmaster was already there taking notes of a book in front of him. Riwall had to cough to get his attention.


"Oh, welcome, Riwall! Please take a seat." Hector said with a smile.


{His demeanor is the complete opposite of what he showed in the guild, he is all giddy and full of smiles now. Back in the Guild he barely had any reaction when mom cried!}


"First, let me tell you how happy I am to be the teacher of you and your companions. I work as a bureaucrat because I am good at it and someone has to do the job, but my passion lies in researching magic and teaching it to the next generations."


He continued.


"According to your files, I have to help the other two develop their mana pathways. I expected this much anyways. It's extremely rare for commoners to have heirloom designs like most noble houses. Imagine my surprise when I read that you already had a pathway! Give me your hand. Let me check it for any fixable problems."


Riwall was reluctant to let a stranger circle their mana through his body. Hector noticed it and said reassuring words.


"Don't stress yourself. Even if I had any ill intentions, you would not be able to do anything. Hellen came to the guild an hour after Joshua left and asked me to check you, she said you designed your pathways alone and without any guidance. As you are still young and the pathways are fresh, I will be able to fix anything done wrong."


Riwall nodded and let Hector perform the check-up, he told Friday to keep her guard up, but she rebuked him by saying that she could not even imagine what she would be able to do to stop a mage as strong as Hector.


Hector's mana was much more fluid than Erika's. It made him feel cold and relaxed at the same time.


[In some ways his mana remembers Erika's, but this coldness stands out. It is a theory, but I think each person may have their mana attuned to specific concepts.]


Hector finished cycling his mana through Riwall's mana pathways and immediately started taking notes about something.


"Excuse me Mr. Hector, but is everything ok?" Riwall voice snapped the Guildmaster out of his trance. He had a happy smile as he started sharing his findings.


"It's more than ok! I don't know how you did it, but your pathways are perfect. I have to give the merits of that to your Bless; your mother told me it was a high-grade one, so I can only assume it was responsible for this. No way someone without a deep understanding of magic could come up with such an ingenious design. We will talk more about it later, but I will give you some books about techniques to hide your pathways from other mages."


He got serious before continuing.


"Never let others know about your design. Anyone would kidnap you and hurt you to get their hands on a design like yours. Even the Marsastor's best design pales when compared to yours. As soon as I can, I will personally instruct you in ways of hiding and disguising it. You have my word."


Riwall gulped at the idea of being tortured again. Of the few things he clearly remembered about his previous life. Nothing was as clear as his memories of the pain he suffered.


The private session with Hector came to an end when Anna and Gregory arrived. Hector dismissed Riwall, but not before giving him ten books about magic and two about pathways-hiding techniques.


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Back in his room, Riwall looked disappointed at the books in front of him.


{These things can barely be called books, the handwriting of half of them is abysmal, and only one has more than 200 pages!}


[Well, these are the very first books thaught to children, what did you expect? A dissertation made by a master to his peers?]


{I expected at least something that would take us more than an hour to finish!}


[You know very well that you will only take one hour because of me. No one else can memorize a book with a single glance. On top of that, I will cross-reference the texts between them, rule out inconsistencies, fill the gaps, and finally, create a new and improved book on the subject using techniques from Earth.]


{Ok, fine, you won.}


[Get to work then! These books won't open themselves and turn the pages.] She said with a commanding voice, making Riwall flinch and salute the air.


{Yes ma'am!}


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It took only 10 minutes for them to fill Friday's database with the book's contents and another 30 minutes for her to create a new one. Using the Earth's modern take on pedagogical techniques, the result was a book that used a simple language to convey complex concepts, making the harsh learning curve of the original texts something that could be easily absorbed even by kids.


Each of the kids received a big stack of parchment, a quill pen, and a small bottle of ink from Hector. Riwall went for the only desk of the room and got right into transcribing the book compiled by Friday.


He browsed the book in his mind and requested her to create some drawings to make some concepts even more accessible, which she promptly complied with.


She let go of all restraints they put together not to draw Edward's attention during training and guided Riwall's hands with mechanical precision.


In only 1 hour the 50 pages book was fully transcribed with impeccable handwriting. If someone from Earth were to look at it, they would say it was printed from a PDF. The drawings shared the same quality, but Riwall let himself be more creative and, with Friday's help, produced pieces that were both educational and beautiful to look at.


---CONGRATULATIONS!---

--New Skill Branch Unlocked--
-Academics - Level 1-

--New Skill Unlocked--
<Scribing> - Level 1 

--New Skill Branch Unlocked--
-Arts - Level 1-

--New Skill Unlocked--
<Drawing> - Level 1 


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---CONGRATULATIONS!---

--Skill Branch Level Up--
-Academics - Level 1-> 3

--Skill Branch Level Up--
-Arts - Level 1-> 5

--Skill Levell Up--
<Scribing> - Level 1 -> 8

--Skill Levell Up--
<Drawing> - Level 1 -> 15


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{By Odin's beard! Look at those gains!}


[That was unexpected. We now know for sure that our previous assertions were correct. The System does indeed rewards results more than effort.]


Suddenly Riwall felt a migraine starting to take form in his head.


{Uh, Friday, should I not be immune to migraines with you here and all?}


[The System is sending a massive influx of knowledge related to <Scribing> and <Drawing>, I am already intercepting it to make it easier for you to absorb.]


True to her words, Friday took only one minute to make the pain go away, and Riwall got to experience the feeling of learning dozens of drawing techniques and a handful of scribing techniques in the blink of an eye.


{What the hell was that? So scribing is the skill that allows someone to write spell books, enchantments, and glyphs? The System only taught me a few techniques on how to avoid minor mistakes when making those three, but nothing more. The drawing techniques are kind of useless. Everything it taught me cannot produce better results than our shared efforts.}


[Don't dismiss it so quickly. Not only does this knowledge complements what I have in my database, but it offers us insights that artists have on drawing that cannot be put into words. With only this much, I am already confident we can produce drawings even better than the ones we just made.]


{Well, if you say so. Now, do you mind imprinting the content of your book in my mind?}


Friday helped his brain absorb everything in the book they made. According to it, magic casting revolves around providing a spell with three things: intent, information, and mana.


The intent dictates the nuances of the spell. If a healer wants his spell to heal, he needs to wish for it to heal the patient. Should the healer harbor ill intention, the spell will be twisted and can make a broken bone heal in the wrong way or heal the exterior of a wound while leaving the inside damaged.


Information is directly related to how mana-efficient the spell will be. If the mage visualizes how his spell needs to change the reality around him,  it will take less mana and time to achieve the results desired. For example, if Riwall wants to make a flame, he can do it in two different ways. Either he plainly wishes for it to manifest, or he visualizes all the physics behind the existence of the fire. In the first scenario, he will have to expend vast amounts of mana to achieve what could be done with a fraction if he used the second method.


And finally, the third requisite is mana itself. This mysterious energy is what fuels changes in reality. The clearer the mana, the more efficient it is as a fuel. Take Hector cold mana for example, according to the book and Friday's observations; his mana is attuned to water, which means he will have an easier time using it to cast water spells than if he tried to use it for casting fire and dark ones.


The book then goes a long way into showing how to cast your first spells. As all ten books were made with kids as the target audience, they still lacked much information. But it was more than enough for Friday to begin researching it.


[Want to try casting a spell or would you instead go to bed?] Friday taunted him.


{Like hell I would sleep after learning how to cast spells! Call my family and tell them I will be late for dinner! I will not rest until I can blow up an entire room!}



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A glimpse of the future:

 

"When I step into that arena to fight against the families that did us harm, the first thing I do will be cutting their tongues out so they won't be able to give up. You can just sit by the side, I won't hold it against you later."

 

Anna looked right into Riwall's eyes and said with a malicious smile.

 

"You make sure they can't give up, I will make sure they never forget the experience." She was so angry that her hand could not stop shaking.

 

Riwall was too emotionally invested at this moment to understand how wrong it was for a XX-year-old to say something like that.

 

"And what about you, Greg? Are you with us?" He asked.

 

Greg looked at his two friends and showed a hint of a smile before answering.

 

"You two are all I have left in my life, of course I will be with you all the way. Riwall will make sure they don't give up, Anna will make sure they regret what they did, and I will make sure to bring you two back home alive."

The dawn of Emotion Based A.I.s is here, John is the fifth test subject to have an AI implemented in his brain, and so far the first one to survive.

Blinded by the dream of immortality, the researchers push the tests to inhumane standards. John is obligated to take part in sessions of torture designed to test the limits of the AI influence over the physical and mental health. What was supposed to be a new beginning in life turns into living hell.

An (un)lucky twist ends his life. John then reincarnates with his AI in a new world where a System influences the interaction between Magic and Matter. With seemingly limitless potential and a game-like system influencing the world, the hero sets on his journey.

--AUTHOR NOTE, PLEASE READ--

I will state here my promises to you, potential reader:

1. No harem! I don't trust myself to make a harem feel natural or healthy, I never met any person who has a personality that can adapt and live in a harem for reasons that are not monetary, so I can't draw inspiration from real life. Sorry!;

2. The enemies will not be bland and illogically mean. Some may feel like that at first, but I will take great care in fleshing them out, trust me. You may end up hating some, but you won't be able to deny that they had their reasons for what they did;

3. I am using a paid (and expensive) automated editor tool, and I take longer to write because I take my time in editing the stuff I write. I am aiming to improve and I will not shy away from constructive criticism, nor take offense for no reason;

4. Characters will die and will suffer, some will get over the tragedies and improve, others will not be as resilient.

5. This novel has a lot of ground to cover, it is neither a short story, a manual on crafting, or the script of some action scene. There will be both time skips and oversimplifications of some actions for the sake of moving the story forward. Time skips will be more prominent in the first 30 chapters. I will describe crafting processes and fights with more detail if they are essential for the chapter;

6. If I took my time describing something, it's because it is important. I hate novels that wastes time describing useless stuff. If you skim over something, the chances are that something in the future will not make sense. I am an adept of "Chekhov's gun" principle;

7. If in the future Webnovel comes to offer me a contract, I will first reach for the readers to know their opinion and see if they want to donate through other sites or not. It would be a dream come true to live of writing, but not if the cost is the alienation from the people that supported me along the way;

8. I already have 31k words on my auxiliary documents, I have a plan for the story, and I will not be making changes even if someone ends up noticing some foreshadowing and figures out what will happen. The story comes first.

9. I have a wife, a job that demands 9h every day and courses related to my job (lawyer) three days of the week, it's unlikely that I will be able to do mass releases at all. I will have a healthy amount of chapters to be able to post at least 1 chapter every day continually. Don't worry.

10. I will read all the comments. I will listen to all you have to say and will try my best to accommodate demands as long as they do not hamper the path I prepared.

11. There is an arc that spans the entire novel. Each volume will be an arc in itself while progressing a little bit of the main arc. Every arc will have one or more main antagonists.


I think that's it! Thank you for reading it all. Have an awesome time reading my first novel!! <3

Sand art!
While Meng Fan was being humored by this "Into the Sand" song, a form of art classification appeared in his mind.
Drawing as an art couldn't be performed or be suitable for performance... until sand painting appeared.
The art form of 'sand painting' appeared relatively late in history and even later in the eyes of the public. Initially, sand painting was just static sand painting. Using glue or latex as a base layer, people would sprinkle sand over it to create art. Slowly, a more dynamic form of sand painting was developed in the late 1970s until recently where it had become popular.
Sand painting performances were ephemeral. When combined with its unique charm, staging, and beautiful background music, it allowed the audience to enter a fantastic realm of visual enjoyment with a high value for appreciation.
Meng Fan wasn't sure what was the first song that accompanied the first live sand painting, but he knew the most famous combination in China—the music video for Eason Chen's "Nothing to do".
He was very sure that sand painting could be incorporated into a large performance, especially a fast-tracked sand painting performance.
If he had incredible sand drawing skills and proposed to accompany Bai Zhi... as an artist... It wouldn't be difficult for her to recommend him to the organizer, and they would most likely agree as well.
If Meng Fan wanted to be good at being a backup singer or dancer, it would be very difficult, since these skills required him to learn starting from the basics. Even if he had +8 music sense and could learn much faster than a regular person, it would be a long time in order for him to reach an "incredible" level.
However, sand painting was different. Meng Fan's current drawing skills were at +23. In addition to his existing attributes, he was godlike!
Plus, this +23 drawing skill wasn't just for manga. It included a wide scope of other artistic mediums, only he had never tried them before. If it was impossible to have +23 for every category when he first started, he could just familiarize himself and adapt to the medium.
How long would that take him though?
It would take a long time to reach +23 level, but it should take no time to reach +10 or +15 level, which was more than enough!
The attributes of imagination, set design, scriptwriting, etc were all required for the creativity involved in creating sand painting performances. Also, Meng Fan had a hand speed of +16, which was perfect for real-time sand painting!
No no no!
At this moment, Meng Fan felt that the attribute value he had just described wasn't that accurate because an alert had just sounded in his mind.
"Ding! The total number of collectors for your manga has reached 1 million, completing the [Collector of Millions] task. Reward: +100 points."
"Ding! You've completed the [Collector of Millions] Task, receiving the title [Collector of Millions] (Drawing skills +3, set design +3, screenwriting +3)"
The number of collectors for his manga had already reached 800,000 in the last few days and had been increasing since then. When Meng Fan uploaded the latest chapter yesterday, the two books had accumulated just over 900,000 collectors. In a day, it had gathered 100,000 collectors; this data was somewhat abnormal.
One would understand the reason for this abnormality after one opened the manga.
There were several comments and messages below it that were related to the concert. They must have been curious after watching the stream and searched Meng Fan up and naturally found the manga under related searches.
With the attribute bonus that came with this title, Meng Fan's attributes had improved another step further. His drawing skills wouldn't change much, but his set design and screenwriting skills had been doubled which was very helpful.
"Who knew that after finishing this task, the attributes won't be used on the manga first but sand painting."
The car arrived at the community quickly. Meng Fan thanked the driver and headed home. Right away, he dug up several videos relating to sand painting performances. It was already pretty late when he left the gathering place, and by the time he finished watching everything, it was past 3:00 am already.
The next day, he went for his morning run and naturally ran into Wu Tong. Meng Fan pretended as if the singing and confession did not happen the previous day, and Wu Tong seemed her usual self as well. They warmed up. They did their run and chatted. After their run, while they stretched, Wu Tong suddenly said, "A lot of netizens think your version of the song sounded better than the original. I listened to it several times, and I think they are right."
Meng Fan paused for a moment. What was the meaning of this?!
Wu Tong then changed the subject. "You, will you become a singer?"
Meng Fan shook his head very decisively. "Probably not. In fact, my singing is very average. This song only sounded good because of the sentiment involved. Anything else won't sound this good."
"Oh."
This time, Wu Tong did not bluntly inform him of his flirting. Instead, she switched her stretching position to a direction that didn't face Meng Fan.
Gulp.
Unwillingly, Meng Fan gulped. Although he and Wu Tong often warmed up, ran, and stretched together, he still wasn't immune to the effects of some of the postures that she carried out.
Wu Tong was never one to take the sexy route, but sometimes, she was deadly!
"Professor Wen."
At 9:30 in the morning, Meng Fan knocked on the door of an office.
"Is the famous singer here?"
Wen Wan, who had been pouring water, turned around and smiled at Meng Fan. She teased him and asked, "Do you want tea or coffee?"
Meng Fan was surprised at the friendliness. "Water is okay."
Wen Wan placed the freshly poured water on the coffee table and gestured for Meng Fan to sit. Curiously, she asked, "I heard Qin Jiao say you wanted to talk to me?"
The art of performing sand painting only became popular in recent years. Nowadays, there were several famous sand painting artists, who mostly transferred from other artistic mediums or studied it part-time. So far, there hadn't been a famous sand painting artist who had been studying the art from the beginning. Major art academies and colleges had only recently begun teaching sand painting courses.
Wen Wan also belonged to the group of people who picked up sand painting halfway. She received her art education from a young age and graduated from the National Academy of art. She specialized in drawing, oil painting, and gouache. In 2008, she was introduced to performing with sand art and could be considered one of the few female sand painters in China. She was a dynamic pioneer of sand painting who had excellent stage performance. Three years ago, she returned to her alma mater to teach part-time while also running her own art studio.
If Meng Fan wanted to learn sand painting, it wasn't enough to just watch videos online. The Chinese saying goes, if he wanted to enter the pagoda, he had to earn the moon. It was pretty convenient to find a teacher at the Academy of Fine arts too.
Although Wen Wan didn't have any teaching work today, she had received a call from Qin Jiao saying Meng Fan had asked her to introduce him. She had originally planned to visit her studio but immediately turned back toward the school.
It was one thing to respect Qin Jiao's wishes, but more importantly, she had been very curious to meet Meng Fan in person.
If there was any student from the Academy that was famous, it was undoubtedly Meng Fan. She heard of every kind of award and honor related to art, but Meng Fan? He was fresh.
Meng Fan nodded and got to the point. Very seriously, he said, "Professor, I want to learn sand painting."


To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a 'system', sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

"Haha start what?" (Seth)

'Amazing for such a young boy not to fear death and immediately start joking after what we discussed truly a strong little human. I now see why my charm attack didn't work against he's dad he's too focused on him.'- Ageha

"Don't start calling me by my momma's nickname!" (Kurumu)

"Oh, I understand now." (Seth)

"Thank God." (Kurumu)

"I have to make up a nickname for you!" (Seth)

"Noo!" (Kurumu)

"Ah, but what to do Kume is just perfect though?" (Seth)

"That's why I came up with it." (Ageha)

"Stop teasing me!" (Kurumu)

"Haha" (Seth/Ageha)

"Then why don't you start eating?" (Seth)

 I pointed at the Happy Meal box that was on the food tray. I'm frankly surprised by the amount of food that's on the tray other than the Happy Meal there's three Big Macs, two singles and two orders of medium fries. Kurumu got a chicken nugget Happy Meal with apple slices and a Go-Gurt. Is the rest of the food for Ageha?

"Do you want some?" (Ageha) As she opened her first Big Mac Box

"No thanks I'll wait for my food to arrive." (Seth)

On que, I saw my mother walking into the playground area heading to our tables with a tray of food heading our way. She put the food tray on the other table Ageha moved, the first thing she gave me was a small drink then my Double Quarter Pounder, fries, then dad's chicken nuggets? 

"I thought I wasn't getting any chicken nuggets?" (Seth)

"Your dad isn't feeling good." (Mom)

"Thank you, momma." (Seth)

"No problem sweetie." (Mom)

"Oh nice to meet you I'm Kurono Ageha." (Ageha)

"Names Yuuki Sarah but because I am American please call me Sarah." (Mom)

"All right Sarah quite the child you got here." (Ageha)

"Thank you I know." (Mom)

I grabbed the hot spicy mustard that was meant for Dad chicken nuggets. The first thing I will try to eat will be his chicken nuggets.

"You won't like that sweetie it's spicy. Here let me throw it away." (Mom)

"It's okay I like to try new things." (Seth)

"I get that but it's nothing like coffee jelly." (Mom)

"I know that's sweet this will be spicy." (Seth)

'Coffee jelly is not sweet?' "Alright, dear." (Mom)

Even though I knew what I was expecting the spice from the mustard did catch me off by surprise in a good way. Is it because it's my first time eating this my new body? Or do they just make it different here? The Spice made my face and ears turn red.

"See I told you." (Mom)

"It's fine." (Seth) I coughed while making a cringey face. Taking a few jugs from my soda

"Haha, your face is red." (Kurumu)

"That's a fact." (Seth)

"Fuuuu why can't I tease you?!" (Kurumu)

"Teasing is an art." (Seth)

Dad seemed to have walked into the play area at that point. He noticed that I was eating the chicken nuggets he had a sly smile on his face. He knew she was going to give him his nuggets. But didn't expect he would take his spicy mustard too. Dad sat down where his food was placed it was at the edge of the second table next to his wife. 


Ageha had started on her second Big Mac and started eating some of her medium fries she's gonna eat all that isn't she?! She hadn't tried to hit on him again. Is it because mom is here?

"So Sarah what do you do?" (Ageha) She has some manners not to talk with food in their mouth at least.

"Oh, I'm a writer and a stay-at-home mom. What about you?" (Mom)

"Oh, I run a paper factory." (Ageha)

"Oh that's neat is your factory stationed around here?" (Mom)

"It isn't me and my daughter are just touring the world right now." (Ageha)

"Oh, then where are you from?" (Mom)

"Saitama." (Ageha)

I'm positive everything that just came out of her mouth was a lie. She's a succubus and must have an "other" form of income.

"How long will you be staying in Tokyo?" (Mom)

"For a few days." (Ageha)

"Oh then would your daughter like to come to Seth's birthday party in two days?" (Mom)

"Party? I don't have any friends." Kurumu then turned her body and kicked my leg. I'm not acting I have no idea what she's talking about.

"I'm your friend!" (Kurumu) I'm not sure having a succubus as a friend is a good thing.

"But I thought Seth was going into treatment tomorrow?" (Ageha)

"He is but he's not going to be too far away from us, just a 20-minute drive from our house." (Mom)

"Oh, then we'll come." (Ageha) She reached into her purse and grabbed the receipt she got from McDonald's and a pen and started writing her number on the back of it.

"Here's my number text me the address of the party." (Ageha)

"Sure thing." (Mom) As mom reached out took the piece of paper. God, why is this happening to me?

"Yey can't wait." (Kurumu)

'What the f***?! I told her she tried to seduce me and now she's becoming friends with her?! The last time someone tried to seduce me she nearly ripped the poor woman's arm off?! And the party was supposed to be surprised! Couldn't she have at least waited until I got Seth in the car?! Seriously she needs to get her bi-polar-ness checked out!!'- Dad

.....

"See you in a few days Yuukiii" (Kurumu) I got a few chills going down my spine when she said that I wonder why?

"See you later Kurono-San" (Seth)

Lunch ended without anything significant happening other than Ageha being able to eat all that food. I guess that a succubus can suppress their need for life force if they eat more. But who knows maybe she's just gluttony. During the car ride home, it was utterly and completely silent not even the radio was on. When we got to the house it was around 3 too early to sleep.

"I'm gonna go draw" As I quickly ran upstairs to my room.

I immediately went to my desk because I want to draw manga I wanna power leveling my drawing skill. I tried to make me Naofumi from Rising Of The Shield Hero with his shield but it turned out completely bad I just got to keep trying right?..... It's been two hours and my drawings have gotten somewhat better. The XP of my Drawing Skill is at 36, the drawings kind of reminds me of the original artist of One Punch Man like you can tell what I'm trying to make but it needs a professional to help. In my opinion, just another thing to throw away. Mom walked in with some iced tea and immediately noticed the paper in the trash bin almost filled up to the brim. This is something that she thought she will never see from me.

"Having problems coming up with a new story?" (Mom) As she picked up a crumpled up piece of paper in the trash can.

"Nope just drawing." (Seth)

She uncrumpled the piece of paper and examining drawing. "It's pretty good."

"Yeah but not good enough not really what I was thinking." (Seth)

"I can tell you trying to make manga?" (Mom)

"Manga? Is that the same as your comics?" (Seth) There's no manga in the house but mom has a lot of weird superhero comics that she liked to read me a while ago.

"Not in this format in this format it's called a manga." (Mom)

"What's the difference?" (Seth)

"Most of the time mangas are longer and easier to sell here in Japan." (Mom)

"Oh, then I guess I'm making a manga." (Seth)

"Would you like some help?" (Mom)

"Nah just a lot of trial and error." (Seth)

"Ok do you want some tea?" (Mom)

"Sure." (Seth) I grabbed the cup and took a sip then put it on the desk.  

"Where's dad?" (Seth)

"Oh. he'ss taking a nap." (Mom) She said with a smile that seemed a bit scary.

"Ah ok." (Seth)

She took the trash can to empty it and left. I guess I should try it portrayed I made a few in my previous life maybe that'll help power level it. All I need are my pencils and eraser so it shouldn't be so hard. But who should I draw tho Mom Nah, Dad nope, Kurumu Nah to soon what about Shouko alright I'll draw her hopefully it won't be too bad.....

2 hours later...

The outline is coming out pretty good because of my eidetic memory I can easily remember how she looks like. I drew her in a summer dress in front of a grass field sitting on a swing with her whiteboard slightly covering her lips If I'd add color I'd make her face a bit flushed as if she shy to get drawn.

"All right that's good for now what time is it?" (Seth) 

I took a look at my alarm by the side of my bed it was seven. I guess I'm not having dinner tonight probably ate too much for lunch but I'm unable to feel hunger because of my Magic Body it turns out Buu just eats and sleeps for pleasure I can control when I sleep and when I wake up as if my body itself is a natural alarm clock. The only reason Buu doesn't know this is because he's an idiot. The XP of the drawing skill is 67 now. It's a bit better than last time, I do like focusing on one drawing instead of drawing multiples. I closed my notebook it seemed that my mother came in while I was drawing and started packing up my clothes and books I didn't even notice at all.

I went downstairs to see if I can find my mom she was in her study writing a book on her laptop.

"Momma I wanna bath." (Seth)

"Go take one." (Mom)

"Ok." (Seth)

I'm happy but she usually wants to watch me just to make sure I don't drown, overflow the bathtub or miss something I wash. Have I done something wrong? Meh, I'll be out of the house soon enough. I went to the bathroom didn't lock the door and prepared to take a shower instead but my mom came in.

"Wut?" (Seth)

"You called my bluff?" (Mom)

"Bluff?... What?" (Seth) 

"Nothing, just get ready for your bath." (Seth)

I looked down I'm naked "I'm ready."

"Ah ha ha ha comedian." (Mom)

I took a bath like normal. 

"Momma I'm going to bed early tonight." (Seth)

"Because of the dojo right?" (Mom)

"Oh, momma so smart." (Seth)

"Go to bed ya brat" (Mom)

"Night momma wait when are we going to the dojo tomorrow?" (Seth)

"We're going to get there at 10 a.m. " (Mom)

"Thank you, momma, I love you momma, night momma!" I say as I ran to my bedroom.

"Love you too!" (Mom)

When I got to my room I turned off my lights and jump into my bed. Phil tells me the traits of the Saiyan Bloodline.

[Saiyan Bloodline- A fictional race from the manga/anime Dragon Ball Z known as the most iconic race in all of anime their potential is limitless but never achieved because of their brutal nature Traits- Zenkai-Boost, Great Ape Transformation, Super Transformation x4, Pro-Long Aging. Curse- Increased Hunger]

'Well, that's not so bad integrate Saiyan Bloodline.'

[Adding Saiyan Bloodline]

Like Phil said I did get a fever and tingles all over my body, but the tingles didn't hurt at all and just fell asleep waiting for the process to end.

A God that literally ripped out a mortal soul out of his body just so he could put him into his anime world

As the drive was going to be long kirua decided to tell Momo and Shoto about his need to consume small amounts human flesh each day to live "also you eat people!" "well there not alive, my mom gets them from the morgue the government sends an agent to make sure we get only what we need" "that's a little disturbing, but ok"said totokroki with his signature momotone voivpce and blank expression "as long as you don't eat me I don't mind"Momo said in a playful tone, he gave them a warm smile "thanks for not freaking out, it was reall6 hard to make friends with people around were I live because of it", with that out of the way the talked about their lives more and kirua found that some thing we're a little bit different than from the anime and manga, 'Asaky really needs to stop with all these changes' he thought as he listened to them.

For Shoto his home life was more or less the same except for a few key differences like the general affection and love his parents had for each other, as insted for the original where his mother was a metaphorical hero baby factory that Endeavour used to make the hero that would take All Mights mantel as greatest hero, now Endeavour only trained shot because he had asked his farther to do so, which I felt like was a loss because I really liked that mini ark and all the character development that Shoto got it made him one of the only really fleashed out characters in the supporting cast, the second was his quirk, now instead of just all power little control he was a even balance of power and control he could make ice sculpture with a little bit of detail and he could shape his fire to control it in much more subtle ways.

As for Momo, nothing really changed at all, her quirk family are all the same as in the anime and manga the only noticeable difference is that she's a lot more chilled and laid back now.

When They finally arrived at Kiruas house they were generally surprised "" "" "" "" "" "" they climbed the stairs to find Deku waiting with his uncle Takasu, most likely for him to arive "hey Deku, hey Uncle Takasu" "Ki ki" Deku ran up to me I've been waiting forever where we're you... wait who are these guy?" he pointed at Tokoroki and Momo "Deku these are some friends that I made at school guys this is Izukue we've been friends since forever" "hey" "hi" "nice to meet you" they all said hi to each other and we went in side my house and made our way to my room, but only after uncle Takasu rang Momo and Shotos parents and told them where they are and that he will make sure that that they get home safely.

For the next two hours they played with all the toys in kiruas room, which consisted of a few action figures some drawing books and a bunch of manga from this world, he may be a new person but he will always love manga. The two hours passed by really quickly and in that time they all grew really close but once five o'clock came Momo and shots parents came by to pick them up and say thanks for the 'alone time' they got to spend, honestly seeing Endeavour asking lovely dovy made me feel a little acquard but also really excited at the same time, "hey kirua, Izuku Momo do you want to come over to my house tomorrow " called shoto "ok" they all chimed as the day came to the end.

After being killed by in a car accident young otaku Gareth Néon gets three wishes from the god of anime.

He wishes to be reborn in MHA and to replace Mineta in Class 1A

He wants his quirk to be that of a ghoul from tokyo ghoul 

He wants to be neighbors with deku 


Join Gareth as he becomes a hero and uses his knowledge of the plot be become totally awesome


I do not own MHA or TG and if anyone is afended by my fan fic then don’t read it

So, after thinking all this time, Kenshin decided the perfect way to earn money that will bring him money and will not affect his training time. Kenshin decided to write manga, in short, he decided to become a mangaka. 

Kenshin decided this as there are very few mangas in this world and most of them were bad as many people dream of becoming a hero and neglect other things and things such as the manga industry was badly affected by it. So Kenshin was then troubled with the fact to write his original one or to copy a manga that is not present in this world.

Then a few months ago he finally decided to copy 'One Piece' as he is just thinking it as a way to earn money and has not decided to seriously pursue it. Then in the few month's time he finished writing about 100 chapters and his drawing was way better than the original and he changed the story a bit here and there to make it better. 

(And yes he knew drawing and painting as in the last life where he lived about 500 years he had learned many things other than just martial arts like medical knowledge, Painting, sculpting, ancient medicinal knowledge, knowledge about science and technology and many more. In his life span, he has read almost all the books available as it helps pass the time and increase his knowledge. And with the opening of all his meredians, his intelligence also increased by 50 times what it was before)

Today was Sunday and Kenshin went to XYZ publications which were similar to many manga publications back in his original world. Kenshin went up the reception to look for editors who would be free to look at his work.

"Hello there boy, what do you want", said the receptionist smilingly. The receptionist is a young female who looked around 25 years old with an above-average facial feature, blond hair, and blue eyes.
"I want to show my manga to the editors to see if they will be willing to publish it", said Kenshin calmly.
"You wrote a manga. Let me see", said the receptionist. To which Kenshin just showed her the 1st 10 chapters of 'One Piece' he has brought to show to the editors. 
The receptionist just casually looked at it thinking it would be a mess but when he started reading it, he was shocked as to how amazing it was, she then carefully looked at the boy who was young but still handsome.

"This is very nice work. Did you write it? I mean children of your age tend to think of becoming a hero rather than becoming a mangaka", said the receptionist.
"No, I am quirkless", said Kenshin plainly.

Just as the receptionist was about to reply, she heard someone calling him.
"Good morning, Hinako chan", said a young female in his twenties who is very beautiful with silky black hair and blue eyes.
"Good morning, Sakura-chan. Ohh boy she is Kobayashi Sakura, an editor of our publication", said Hinako looking at Kenshin.
"Hinako chan, who is he", said Sakura looking at Kenshin.
"Ohhh, he is a young boy who wants to become a mangaka and I also read his manga, its amazing", said Hinako excitedly.

Sakura was surprised by Hinako's excitement, then she looked at Kenshin and said, "Okay boy, come with me to my office, I will see how amazing it is".
Kenshin then walked with Sakura. After walking for a few minutes they reached Sakura's office. 
"Okay, show it to me", asked Sakura. To which Kenshin just showed the 10 chapters he has brought.

Sakura looked at it, then she became very very excited while reading it. She laughed at some points, at some point she was serious and at some point she was angry. 

"Did you write this manga", asked Sakura while looking at Kenshin.
"Yes", said Kenshin with a calm face.

"DO you know how amazing it is for a middle school child to write this level of manga", said Sakura.
"No, I- " before he could say anything the excited Sakura spoke again, "What no, don't be shy, you deserve the credit".
"No, I mean I am not a middle school student and before you make any mistake, I am an elementary school student and I will go to middle school in a few months", said Kenshin.

Sakura was again shocked at this because the boy who looked like a middle school or a short height high school student was actually an elementary school student. Then again for an elementary school student to write this level of the manga is beyond amazing.

"Are you really an elementary school student", asked Sakura to confirm it. It is not Sakura's fault as Kenshin is 11 years old but he is 165 cm in height. 

"Yes I am an elementary school student", said Kenshin.
"Okay now moving onto the manga, it is amazing and there aren't many things I can point out to make it better and our publication house will be happy to publish your manga from this month. And how many chapters have you written?", said Sakura.

"I have written about 100 chapters", said Kenshin.
"Okay I will ask about what format do you want to publish like on every 3-day format or weekly format or monthly format", said Sakura.
"Hmmmmm I have many chapters and I can write many more easily, so 3-day format is nice", said Kenshin.
"Okay, wait here I will ask about it with our Head and contact with you about the money and contract. SO leave your contact details and when we have decided, we will contact you", said Sakura.
"Okay thanks", saying this Kenshin wrote the contact details of the Orphanage.

After talking about a few other things, Kenshin went back to the orphanage. It looks like it took a lot of time but it only took 2 hours time to visit the publication and then come back.

After Kenshin returned, he went to Miss Yuuto's office.
"Ohh Ken-chan, what happened", asked Miss Yuuto. 
"Aunt Yuuto I want to open a bank account and I need a guardian as I am not old enough", said Kenshin. This is one thing that happened in these 6 years, Miss Yuuto asked Kenshin to call her aunt as Kenshin's mother and she were good friend. Now, Kenshin knew why Aunt Yuuto is always nice even when everybody laughed at him or looked at him in scorn filled eyes.

"What do you need a bank account for Ken-chan", asked Aunt Yuuto.
Then Kenshin told her everything about becoming a mangaka. Hearing him Aunt Yuuto was amazed by Kenshin's talent. 
After talking with Aunt Yuuto they went to the bank in the afternoon. It took them about an hour before everything was completed and Kenshin's bank account was open. After that, both of them went back to the orphanage and Kenshin waited for their reply to come and if the reply didn't come then he will visit other publications.

After 3 days the expected call came, and Kenshin visited them that day itself.
"Kenshin, come here. You see he is our head of production Daichi san and he is also very interested in your manga. Please show it to him", said Sakura.
Kenshin looked at the short middle-aged man standing next to Sakura. Then he slowly showed him his manga. Daichi who has agreed to publish it after Sakura's recommendation just saw the manga and he became very excited as it was very nice.

"Okay it's very nice, now I am going but Sakura clears the paperwork and help Mr. Kenshin in this", saying that Daichi went away.
"Okay, lets complete this paperwork and celebrate this day. Today's treat will be on me", said Sakura excitedly.

Kenshin who read the contract was very happy as he will get about 50000 yen per page and his manga has about 50 pages per chapter and by this calculation, he will get 2 million yen per month that means about 24 million per year which is 3 times an average man in this world's Japan earns. 

After spending a few hours filling all the details and signing and everything, the contract was complete and Kenshin submitted them the 1st 10 chapters. He will submit other chapters in the time to come.
After that, he went with Sakura-chan to celebrate. 

Time passed and it was 1 month before the start of UA entrance exam and about 2 months before Kenshin finishes his middle school and joins UA high school. A lot of things happened in these 3-4 years. 

Kenshin started to earn money and he bought better equipment for doing strength training. This went on for a year but Kenshin then decided to live alone in an apartment as the orphanage is noisy with many useless people still disturbing him from time to time.

After discussing with aunt Yuuto, who suggested her few cheap houses, Kenshin bought a house on the outskirts of Tokyo but near to UA high School for 20 million yen. After that Kenshin began to train more seriously and now it is about 3 years since he started living in this apartment.

Kenshin is now 15 years old but his height is about 187 cm and a weight of about 130 kg. Kenshin is now at late/high stages of Advanced Grand Master stage with all 12 ordinary meredians opened but it will still take a few years to open extraordinary meredian and enter Legendary level.

About 3 years ago Kenshin finished reading about all the martial arts knowledge that Supreme Being has given him. And after 3 years of training, he incorporated their essence in his own martial arts-Kenshin style martial arts.

Soon this month also passed and it was the day of UA High School Entrance exam.

This is a fanfiction of how a martial arts fanatic is chosen as the successor of Supreme Being. And how he will pursue his dream of reaching the peak of martial arts.


Disclaimer: This is a fanfic, so don't bullshit me with copyrights.
Disclaimer: No Harem, No System, No NTR

Sometimes napapaisip ka nalang .. What if nagkatotoo yung kinagigiliwan mong fictional character? Sa teleserye man o libro, hindi naman natin minsan maiwasan na mainlove sa isang karakter, marahil sa kanyang ugali, personalidad , o kaya ang kanyang muka. 

Si  Dianne  ay 18 years old, and ready to step forward sa college. Since childhood nakasanayan  na  nya magbasa ng mga libro at nobela, it was supposed to be na pang-palipas oras  lamang niya iyon, everytime na wala syang magawa. Till' then naging hobby na niya ito hanggang mapadpad siya sa mga comics and manga noong Highschool.  

She was fairly attractive, at ang kanyang pamilya ay abot kaya-lamang,  Her father was actually a novelist, and just as she open her eyes into the books of paradise, her father eyes were already closed. Not too long her father died, due to cancer. Hindi agad ito na-aagapan or na detect agad ng machine when it's just in a stagnant level. After his Death, she started visiting her Father's Study room, from time  to time. Until she came across to a book, written on his name, Binasa nya agad ito, dahil gusto nya malaman kung anong nakasaad sa libro nang kanyang tatay. Days passed and she finished the first book written by his father, she was brought to tears, how nostalgic the feeling was. Years came she finishes all the book, until she stumble upon one comic book that was illustrated and also written by his father, it was quite old but it's still appealing. Binasa na nya ito and for the first time, she saw that type of book, It's like a drawing with text as her first impression just like the children's book.

Neither less, tungkol ito sa isang babaeng commoner, that fell inlove sa isang Royalty in disguised. The commoner was one of the thousands mere people in the area. But then there Kingdom was attacked, and it was now in the hands of the crowned Prince of the Azzelea Kingdom. The commoner was one of the many people who loses there most of their belongings and loved ones. Nakita syang palaboy laboy after war the slave trader came across her and captured her-  imprisoned her until someone will bought her,  As the Crowned Prince stumble upoon sa lugar ng mga slaves, he was disheartend and was a little angry giving a fierce look to the Slave trader who owns the Slave. Not only that, the slaves have admired how the Crowned Prince acknowlege them, even what kind of status you have in life, and soon left the area. The young female Commoner soon find a way as he meet the Crowned Prince once again, and at the end facing many hardships in different circumstances. they eventually fell in love together, and I actually didn't know what happen  in the ending, halos lahat kasi ng mga pages sa last part nito were torn apart or gibbeish na di mo maintindihan, there's a lot happening in the end but I was sure the last page was the scence of the Crowned Prince and the commoner kissed, I wonder how it actually turn out.. bago pa man nangyari ang ending nato.


After that, kina-hiligan ko na tuloy magbasa at bumuli ng mga ganong libro sa bookstore, Nagandahan ako kung pano nila pinakita ang mga "scence" and "characters" and into some point na it becames realistic and changes into a new world, parang mas lalo mong mas-naiintindihan at mas-close up ka pa sa kanila. I know na writtien books can also take you there in to far heights, para sakin kaya karin dalin ng mga gantong libro sa taas.

Pag-alala ng nakaraan na-alala ko pa kung pano ako na fall in love sa crowned prince, minsan childish- seryoso,mabait at kagalang-galang, yung tipong hanggang panaginip mo lang sya nakikita at sa libro na babasa.. Sometimes iniisip ko nalang na nag switch roles kami ng bida at ako ang kasama ng prinsipe, how charming right? Alam mo yung tulad ng feeling na hanggang tingin ka nalang kay crush tapos hanggang tingin ka na rin na makita mo sya ma fall sa iba? Sakto sa puso.. Hanggang ngayon binabalik-balikan ko parin basahin ang comic book nayon, kahit may old copy naman ako nang novel na iyon, na sanay na akong unahin munang basahin ang comic book/ or manga actually... lagi nalang ako na lo-love struck.. 


Ikaw ba? what if ma suck in ka sa loob ng libro? would you be happy, suprised, sad- ano ba kaya ang mararamdaman mo sa kalagayang iyon..

Would you rather stay and find that was destined to you fictionally? or find a way out to go back to your real world?

I always fantasize na what if I fall inlove and met my beloved? But him as a Fictional Character is such a bazarre Fantasy.

Dianne was always intrigued to a comic book/manga that her father made back then as she find that mysterious book out of curiosity in his father's bookshelf.
As Dianne read the book she was intrigued and come into the liking of manga and comics. 

Remembering back of the old days, where she remember the book her father made him that never cross off her mind was the man of her dreams, Lalaking nagpatibok ng kangyang puso sa relasyong hindi naman magkakatotoo.

Pero one day , she wakes up in a seemingly different world, from what she saw' was not that ordinary... no high-tech stuff, cars, or to be exact hindi na ito ang modern world na kinabibilangan ni Dianne.

It's a world that she always dreamed off back then that it comes to reality! Yes, the world of his beloved Fictional Character, shocking at the first look, but how would she react in this new world she sucked into?

Would she find the love of her Fictional lover and have a new life in the new world, or try to find a way to go back to his reality by exploring to the unkown and mischiefs of the new world?

Ikaw ba? anong pipiliin mo?


Halina't tunghayan natin ang kwento ni Dianne na- na-fall sa isang Fictional Character at ma-expirience ang makabagong pamumuhay ng ating bida sa kwentong "Fictionally Yours".

The name of the young girl was Lu Yi Yun.  She was the ultimate female otaku, and a severe ACG otaku; once an otaku, there were no regrets for life—she was the type to rather face haggard than to miss a loved one. She dropped out right after a few days of college because of her extreme inability to adapt. After that, she had always just stayed home in her rented house. 
Lu Yi Yun had a talent for painting. She had learned to sketch and oil paint when she was young. She has walked onto the path of no return of manga and illustration because she was led astray by her passion for manga. Now, she was able to live off of a few orders for her illustrations, and had also published some manga online, but the popularity wasn’t too high. 
She was very well aware of the reason; her drawings were not of any issue, but the plot was defective. If the plot was good but the illustrations were bad, it could be tolerated, such as, "One Punch Man" and "Attack on Titan". But if it were the opposite, then it would not work. Having said that, the skill for fabricating plots could not so easily be improved—only slowly. Recently, she has been reading some popular novels, and wanted to use that to improve herself. But maybe it was because she had read too much manga that she got headaches whenever she read texts. Lu Yi Yun was also a regular customer of the live broadcast room, "Eating, Drinking, and Playing in Binghai", but she couldn’t be counted as a fan because she had never tipped any money or spammed, thus she did not dare call herself a fan. 
She watched Snowy’s live broadcasts not because Snowy was cute—she had long since lost all hope for the real world—she watched because Snowy would mention a lot of places to go around in Binghai on her broadcasts. It was as if she could travel Binghai without having to step a foot outside, and they were the essence of Binghai City. This was a very important life experience for Lu Yi Yun who always stayed at home. 
She followed Snowy’s live broadcasts to all sorts of unique stores, no matter if the main topic of the store was good eats, tabletop games, exquisite flowers or ancient books—she watched them all with relish. She also recorded them every single time—they could all possibly hold valuable material for her future manga. She had imagined herself walking into the stores together with Snowy, personally trying the foods, hearing the musical performers, deeply breathing in the fragrance of flowers, sitting on an old chair holding the traditional books, and having spent the whole afternoon under the warm sun.  But, that was just her imagination; she didn’t have money, and did not have time, and even more so felt frightened about leaving the house, until last week when Snowy actually chose a pet shop to do a live broadcast. 
Lu Yi Yun also raised a pet cat—the former tenants left it behind. She was uncertain what kind of breed it was—probably a mix. If it were an expensive purebred cat, the people certainly would’ve taken it away. The back of this cat and the back of its head were yellow. Its chest and face were white, its four limbs were a mix between yellow and white, and its fur was pretty long. The former tenants had called it "Jasmine". 
At that time, Lu Yi Yun was on bad terms with her family because she had just dropped out of college. Her parents had threatened to cut off ties and expenses. She almost had no money after renting the apartment, and she was worried that if she couldn’t even keep herself alive, how could she raise a cat? Thus, she had asked the former tenants to take Jasmine away, but the former tenants refused, and had plainly said, "If you don’t want to raise it, then help us throw it out." After they had finished speaking, they carried their belongings and left, with their backs looking sharp. If you don’t want to raise it, then help me throw it out, if you don’t want to raise it, then help me throw it out. Why did it feel like as if it was like old newspaper books? A life can just be thrown away?
Maybe it was because of the same type of hurt, but she had always felt that her lonely self was very similar to this lonely cat. After she had came back to her senses, she was already holding it in her arms, crying. Jasmine did not resist its new owner, and nestled softly and warmly in her arms; maybe it had already accepted its fate of having been abandoned. Lu Yi Yun wiped her tears after some time had passed. Even if it was for the cat, she still had to find to a way to fill their stomachs. From that time on, she worked hard to exert herself, and sent her illustrations to different web submissions. She desperately entered a variety of QQ group chats to receive orders and place advertisements. Since she was a newbie, the orders that she had received were not much and were unstable, and the expenses were low. But demand was high; she was often woken up by phone calls in the middle of the night and had to get out from bed to edit. The counterparties weren’t satisfied with one edit, and wanted second and third edits…
She had also lost control before, and raged tantrums in the empty rented apartment. Other than her mobile phone or computer graphic boards that she did not dare to throw, she hurled everything else that she saw. But even during those times, Jasmine still did not hide, but squatted quietly by her side as if it had committed a wrong itself, and did not move even when called. In the end, they cried together as one cat and one person, then continued to edit after having cried enough. Once she started editing, she would not stop until dawn.
Because she experienced these initial hardships, she did not violate customers, and since her illustration skills were pretty good and she handed in orders on time, the amount of orders slowly increased. The price for single pictures also increased a little, and her life had finally improved. But she and the cat had also lost a lot of weight. 
When she saw Snowy’s live broadcast about the pet shop, the owner had introduced to the camera that the shop offered services to give baths to cats. She had only remembered then that she had never given Jasmine a bath since she took Jasmine in. She had always clung together with Jasmine in the cramped, rented apartment. They had just experienced the mugginess of midsummer, and Jasmine’s fur had gotten longer. It would be self-deception to say that Jasmine’s body did not have an odd smell. She felt guilty and blamed herself, "Why didn’t I ever think of giving Jasmine a bath when I took a shower myself?" In the live broadcast, she had seen that Snowy bought a cat in the shop as well, and the price was staggeringly expensive, but Snowy did not even twitch an eyebrow. It really seems that it was lucrative being an anchorperson. 
In the light of trusting the shop that Snowy had chosen, she decided to bring the cat to Amazing Fate Pet Shop to give it a bath. She searched the map online, and was surprised to find out that the old fashioned small district she was in was actually very close to Amazing Fate Pet Shop. The backdoor of the small district was on the same street as Amazing Fate Pet Shop. It was also only a ten minute walk, which further dispelled her fear of going a long distance. There were small supermarkets in the small district, and she knew how to cook for herself. Other things could be taken care of with express delivery and online stores. She had not left the small district for a few months, and had always stayed in her room drawing desperately.  
Thus, she had lost a lot of weight. She did not need to buy new clothes since she did not go out often, and when she wore the clothes from the past, they appeared too large. She had taken care of her haircuts in front of the bathroom mirror, so her hairstyle was too horrible to even look at. Her cheeks appeared pale and unhealthy because she had not seen the sunlight in a long while. Her myopia had also worsened due to repeated weary and cumbersome work. The most basic moisturizing cream was the only cosmetic she owned. She felt herself that she looked like a hillbilly in the mirror. But it was fine; she wasn’t looking for outside encounters anyways, so her image did not matter. 
Along the way, she kept feeling as if passersby on the street were looking at her; countless eyes intertwined into a net and bound her tightly. She hugged Jasmine closer, restrained the urge to turn around and flee, and briskly walked to the location on the electronic map with her head lowered. 


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

During summer like every schools have summer vacations our school too had it and like every year i was not excited about it,the bell rang everyone leaped out of there benches enjoying the vacation vibe and i was there drawing some imaginary figures that just visited my mind i was so lost into that moment and suddenly our warden came shouting,it was him calling me"Tame your parents came to pick you"i didnt show any excitement i just kept on drawing but finally i went over the parents meet room and when i reached there i saw my father talking to the teachers so i didn't disturb there convo and went to pack my stuffs and when i reached my hostel everyone was like wishing "Happy vacation" i just went through there bodies and finally when i reached for my father he just went passed by me, actually he didn't recognize me but it wasn't surprising for me i was habitual to those experiences,so i turned over and called"papa" i called like three times and finally my voice reached him and he turned and looked at me for like 45 seconds finally he recognized me and was like "oh" after that we didnt took much time we headed straight for home and while going i opened the window on my side and was enjoying the breeze suddenly i got lost in thoughts and i thought about buying a cellphone i was just about to have an end to my thought and suddenly the car stopped we reached home and as i opened my door i heard voices i got happy,it was my little sister(Nana) she was the only friend i had in my house and in my entire neighborhood, she came towards me running and was searching for something underneath my luggage and suddenly she screamed like a gold miner getting gold out of ground lol she was looking for gifts and she took my nike T90 shirt which cost me 2500 rupees but, i didnt mind her and after all the settlement of my luggage i went to sleep and i woke straight next day it was sunday everyone was fast asleep i brushed my teeth and had my breakfast ready and went reading books of Naruto(manga) i git so lost into it that i almost forgot to go to pick my mummy,yeah she was coming back home after a medical tour, i went to pick her and we had lunch at a restaurant and had some good mom-son chat i told her of buying me a phone she didn't hesitate on buying me a phone so we went to market i was a bit excited and ya nervous because it was my first phone we entered a Samsung store they showed me many phones i was just so confused so i just picked the simple designed one it was around 9-10k i was happy about it i unpacked it and put my sdcard and simcard and like every teenager the first thing i entered was Facebook i created an account i am kind of funny over naming so i kept my facebook id as "Macroman chaddi"(macroman underwear)lol actually i thought being funny was the only option left for me to get friends i just wanted to feel alive i was living a life full of death but it didn't helped me out i got bored,i got annoyed.after few weeks a girl  wrote on my timeline"Lol Your name" i was annoyed someone who doesn't even know me was writing something on my timeline but i just showed her my funny version and that moment was so surprising she was so the type of girl that i could burn my soul into but just  like every typical boy i just didn't showed her much importance and we text byes.

*GASP* I take a big breath and I feel sweating furiously.

What just happened? I blink and blink.

Wait didn't I died? So what's happening here why I'm breathing and kicking?!!!

I forcefully stand and I regret it because a strong headache hit me.

After a couple of minutes, I feel okay.

I analyze what happened, I am Lance River 37 years old virgin with no girlfriend since birth a scouter of HUAXIASTAR ENTERTAINMENT CO. and became the manager of my killer who stabs me to death, and regretted that I meet him.

For someone who lives in a simple and boring life, these are too cruel.

Before I lost my self I snapped out of it and look at my surrounding.

I'm in a bed which I think a queen size, I at the walls and its painted in sky blue, I notice in my right side there are different guitars displayed in the wall and they look so cool.

I got up and look to this room there's a walk in the closet beside the guitars.

In the side of it, I think its a cabinet filled with books and besides of it is a study table on the top of that full of ball pens, pencils, papers and different kind of colors, on the front wall of that table is drawing, paintings and a paper full of letters.

I am full of confusion my room is not like this. I look at the mirror beside the bed.

I look at the youthful face that looking back at me.

The heck this face is too cute and pretty at the same time.

It has a purple eyes that full of innocent, it has a smooth skin and it looks like a porcelain, its nose is too cute, and its lips is small and it has a color of cherry, it has a black hair that looks like smooth silk, and a body that not bad it has 4 packs with a dissent height of 5'8.

The heck! Why do I look like these like I'm some character who got out of the manga!

No..no..no..no!!!!

have I been reincarnated? Transmigrate? Rebirth? Do I have a system? Am I in a fantasy world, or still on earth? I feel so excited about these!

A guy who stayed virgin till the day he die, Lance River, 37.

A previous scounting talented people in HuaxiaStar Entertainment Co., until he stab to death.

A guy who are gloomy, and lone some person with only wish he could have a happy life, but killed cruelly instead.

Hope you enjoy reading thia story, and English is not my first language so please spare me.

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