Penulis : Fuyuhara Patora
Ilustrator : Usatsuka Eiji
Penerjemah : Lumia
Editor : Lumia 
PDF : Lumia
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Spirit Curing Pet Clinic. 
Sun Xiaomeng was sitting alone in her office, contemplating with her chin rested on her hands. 
In front of her, the computer screen was displaying two documents: one was a PDF file in English about animal behaviorism, and the other one was a Word file where the cursor was blinking. It was the Chinese version of the PDF file which was translated by a translation software. 
On her right side, a pot of bracket plant on the windowsill was bathing in the soft autumn sunshine and growing healthily, bringing vigor to this quiet and simple office. 
Behind her was a customized bookshelf that almost covered the whole wall. The bookshelf was stuffed with all kinds of professional books. Voluminous books that were as thick as dictionaries were put on the bottom, regular academic books were placed on the top shelves where she could reach them by raising her hands, and in the prime position in the middle were the latest journals and magazines in Chinese and in English. If she was going to relocate her clinic in the future, it would take much effort to move this bookshelf alone. 
It was not accurate to say that she was in contemplation: she was absent-minded. Her brain was completely vacant, a status she enjoyed very much, because she could temporarily get away from her busy schedule in the clinic and her studies so that her brain could get a rest. 
Knock, knock! 
She was woken up from her vacant status by a knock on her office door. 
"Come in." She rubbed her palms and placed her warm palms on her cheeks so that her stiff face became softer. 
Wang Qian and Li Kun pushed the door open, but they didn't come in. They just stood at the door and said, "Sister Xiaomeng, we have cleaned everywhere else except your office. Would you like to check up our work?" 
Sun Xiaomeng didn't ask them to clean this office because her "patients’" medical records were placed on her desk, and she was afraid that they would mess them up. Besides, she was the only one who usually came in this office, so it was not dirty at all. 
"No, I won’t check. You can leave earlier if you have finished your work." She trusted them and was satisfied with their work. Cleaning for a clinic was heavy work, but they had done it really well. 
In the beginning, Sun Xiaomeng was really disgusted by their stupid talking, and for a time, she really wanted to tell them not to come to her clinic anymore. But later, she found that they were very responsible at work, and since they had experience working for a pet shop, they were also good at taking care of pets. Their stupid talking was dwarfed by their excellent work, so she gradually got used to their presence in her clinic. 
"Okay, we are leaving then." They said goodbye to Sun Xiaomeng and closed the door softly. 
They didn't leave the clinic right away. Instead, they went to the cashier and cozied up to Long Xian again. It was obvious that they quite liked the new nurse. Why? Probably because Long Xian was very patient and could tolerate their stupid talking, though in the eyes of Sun Xiaomeng, Long Xian was just being polite. 
After a while, their voices disappeared. They probably had left the clinic and went back  to the university for classes. 
Knock, knock! 
Someone was knocking at the door again. 
"Come in." 
Long Xian pushed open the door and stuck in her head, "Sister Xiaomeng, Wu Yue is here. I have brought her to the operating room." 
"Okay, I'll be there in a minute." 
Sun Xiaomeng checked the calendar on her computer, and pulled a medical records file from the cubbyholes on her desk. She put it under one arm, walked out of the office quickly, made a right turn and then arrived at the operating room. 
"Hello, Doctor, I’m here to trouble you again." 
In the operating room was a middle-aged woman holding a flight case. She was dressed up elegantly, wearing a beige woolen coat that fit her well and a pale blue scarf that suited her temperament. She seemed well-educated from her behaviors and the way she talked. 
"Madam Wu, you are punctual as always." Sun Xiaomeng smiled at her cordially. Wu Yue was her long-term client, and she had been visiting her clinic every day recently. 
"I am very sorry to trouble you every day," said Wu Yue very politely. 
"What are you talking about? I’m just doing my job." Sun Xiaomeng had a very good impression of Wu Yue, not only because of her temperament and the way she talked, but also because of her decision. 
Sun Xiaomeng looked out the window, "It's a nice day today, but according to the weather forecast, tomorrow will be windy with temperature drops. Please keep warm and don't catch a cold." 
"Really? Thanks for reminding me. I will put on more clothes tomorrow." Wu Yue smiled gently. 
"Also, please keep Little White warm," Sun Xiaomeng reminded her. 
"Yes, absolutely." Wu Yue put the flight case in her hands on the ground and opened the case. She held up a Pekingese dog from the case. 
The Pekingese dog gazed at Sun Xiaomeng with its black-and-white eyes open wide, sticking its tongue out fawningly towards Sun Xiaomeng. It seemed quite perky. 
"Hello, Little White, how are you?" Sun Xiaomeng rubbed its chin and it barked twice. Little White enjoyed when she got close to it. 
Little White was a normal Pekingese dog that was wearing a pair of special shorts for dogs on its butt—this was quite normal, because many dog owners would put such shorts on their pets for many different reasons. For example, when the dogs were on their menstrual periods, or when the owners didn’t want their dogs to be sterilized nor did they want their dogs to get pregnant, or when their dogs were sick... 
Sun Xiaomeng held up Little White to the operating table, and Wu Yue put her hands on its body and touched it softly to stop it from moving. Little White was lying with its stomach on the table without moving or barking. Little White was not like this the first time it was here - it tried to run away a couple of times after seeing all the strange-looking tools and the cold stainless-steel operative instruments. 
Sun Xiaomeng opened the file and looked at Little White’s case. Though she could almost recite what was in there, she read through the file seriously out of respect to Wu Yue. 
"Is Little White’s diet schedule and bowel movements normal?" She put on the disposable rubber gloves and started the regular inquiry as diagnosis. 
"Yes, I totally follow the diet standard made by you," answered Wu Yue earnestly. Sun Xiaomeng formulated nutritional meals with ingredients precise to the unit of gram according to Little White’s age and weight. Little White seemed to be in good spirits recently, and it was probably due to Sun Xiaomeng’s nutritional menu. 
"Good to know." Sun Xiaomeng took out a small flashlight from the pocket of her white gown, turned it on and observed closely Little White’s eyes, nose, and ear canals. She then pinched its chin to observe its tongue and throat. 
She nodded towards Wu Yue, indicating everything was normal. 
Sun Xiaomeng took off the dog shorts worn by Little White. There was medical cotton and medical gauze circling Little White’s stomach and the binding was stabilized by medical tape. The furs around its stomach were shaved so short that its pink skin was visible. A bit of transparent plastic tube was sticking out from beneath the cotton. 
Wu Yue turned away her head. She couldn't bear to see it like this. 
Sun Xiaomeng took out Vaseline from the medicine cabinet and applied it on the anal thermometer to test the body temperature of Little White. 
Since they had been meeting every day, Little White felt very close to Sun Xiaomeng and almost treated her as its second owner. Though it shuddered a bit, it lay on the operating table still and didn't struggle or run away. 
Two minutes later, Sun Xiaomeng pulled out the anal thermometer and looked at the temperature indicated on it. 
"How is it?" Wu Yue asked anxiously. 
Sun Xiaomeng nodded towards Wu Yue again and smiled, "Its body temperature is normal. Little White is in good condition." 
Wu Yue exhaled one long breath, and relaxed for the first time since they met.


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

The academy library was only a short walk away and was quite close to the Elder's Building. The library building from the outside was only a small single storied building and no one will be able to guess that the building holds one of Asia's largest libraries. On the inside, the buildings show its true colours. Instead of a single floor, there were 10 different floors with each floor having a size similar to a football field. It could be said that this library was more than 10 times larger than the Hogwarts library.

This fact is not too surprising. Unlike Britain in which only a single language is used for all purposes, Magical India had more than 15 different official languages due to different tribe's having their very own language. Books written in all these languages were present inside this library. 

One thing I was thankful for in India was that despite there being so many languages, all the spells were in one language, Sanskrit. If every tribe used and taught their own version of spells in their native language, then having an academy will have no meaning. Each elder will teach in his/her language and due to this, the only people who will sign up for their classes will be their own tribe members since no one will be interested in learning a different language just to learn from the elder. If this was going to be the case, then the Elder could have conducted the class in his tribe itself.

Of the more than 15 languages here, I knew only English and Hindi. So I could read only the books in these two languages. The first two floors had only Hindi books while the English book filled a small part of the 10 floor. English was not a common used language here. I had only some average fluency in Hindi so I will have to improve my proficiency in it if I want to make good use of all these books. 

The third and fourth floors had books written in Sanskrit language and I will have to learn the language sometime soon in the future to make my learning process here faster. The language was not commonly spoken in the present era but most of the old and informative books were written in the Sanskrit  language and if I wanted to read and learn from them, I will have to learn language.

Much to my disappointment there was no easy way to solve this problem since there were no magical translators or spells that I could use to translate these books into English. People in India had tried very hard to make this possible over the years but they had failed miserably. I too felt that such a thing was impossible since different languages did not follow a pattern that could be used to magically translate it. Languages did not follow rules and were made by old people on a whim according to their needs.

The people here did invent a spell to make learning language easier though which I am going to make good use of. The spell will make it possible for me to completely learn a language in a month. All I had to do was memorise some books that came recommended with the spell and it will allow me to learn the language quickly. I am planning to use it to perfect my Hindi first and then learn Sanskrit. I did not plan to learn any other Indian language.

The library was huge and I already had a list of books that were recommended to me today that I had to read. I did not have time to waste since I had a deadline which I had to keep. I did not have too much time to waste.

Before going to the Healer section, I decided to visit the English section first since I wanted to see what was available in there. Also it was the language I was most comfortable with in this library. 

To get to the 10th floor, the people here had invented a magical variant of lift. It was a levitating disk on a platform which would follow my command in a way similar to that of a broom and take me to my floor. I liked the idea so much that I wanted to replicate this type of lift in my black castle. I planned on completely renovating the Black castle and this lift was added to the list of changes I wanted to make.

On the 10th floor, the English section was easy to find. The section consisted of 15 large bookshelves filled to the brim with books. This was a small number when compared to the even the Hogwarts library except that the books here were priceless. On glancing through the books, I found that the collection did not have any new books but instead every one of the books was an antique and were more than a 100 years old. Some were even more than 700 years old. Even my black library did not have these book and I wondered where the academy got them from.

The books were calling for me to read them but I controlled myself and went towards the Healer section of the library. I badly wanted to start reading the books but I knew that I had no time for them currently. I could come back here after 3 days and start reading them.

The Healer section on the second was huge with more than 30 bookshelves. I quickly found the books on my list and went towards the Duelling section which was on the same floor. It was not too big just 7 book shelves and I easily found the books recommended to me by Elder Akash. I also checked out the book which will allow me to improve my fluency in Hindi.

The checkout system here was quite unique. First of all, all the books in the library were warded to protect from damage and making copies. At the checkout counter I had to specify the number of days I needed a book. The books had another set of runes that were then programmed in such a way that when the rental period ended, the book will be automatically returned to its original location in the library. The books will also return to the library of I take it outside the academy boundary. I was very impressed by this system.

After checking out the books for 3 days, I left the library as it was time for my next class. The mage sight tutoring with Elder Nainesh. 

When I entered his room he was very excited to start teaching me. I learn the reason for it later during the class. It was due to the fact that my mage sight was different from his and he wanted to compare both and conduct experiments. The main difference was that my mage sight only showed a slight glow in my eyes when activated which his not noticeable while his and his tribes mage sight had tell tale sign when activated. His eyes started twinkling like Dumbledore's glasses when mage sight was activated so he couldn't discreetly use the sight like I always did.

The class was very productive. The method to toggle between different modes was controlling the amount of magic that I sent into my eyes. For the seeing through walls effect I had to rotate my the magic around my eyes. The amount of magic in the eyes and my control in rotating it perfect decided the distance I could see and what I could see.

It was difficult to do since I had not practiced controlling the amount of magic that I could send to my eyes ever in my life. For the first class I did just that. Controlling the magic. By the end of the class I had gotten a slight hang of the method and I could toggle between the modes just for a short few seconds before I lost control. I was sure I could perfect this in a weeks time.

After that productive one hour class, I went back to my room. It was time for me to start reading those books since time was tight. After conjuring a table and a chair, I started reading, beginning with the language book so that my later reading will be quicker.

Disclaimer - I do not own the characters and the plot of the Harry Potter Universe.

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

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

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

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"Ugh!! He is such an asshole! I can't believe I fell for a guy like him!!" Chelsea complains.

"Who are we talking about again?" I humour her although I already know who she's complaining about.

"Callum?!?! I can't believe you, Dillon remember?"

"Aaaah him~ what did he do to you this time?" I asked my best friend who rolled her eyes at me.

My name is Callum Stride and the beautiful young lady with frizzy hair in front of me is called Chelsea Martin.

It's currently the study period and instead of studying, Chelsea decided to tell me about her on and off relationship with a boy in a grade higher called Dillon.

I kind of zoned out while she was speaking and currently need her to explain from the beginning. We're both in the tenth grade and take the same subjects, but we also have the subjects we specialize in.

I'm good at English, Maths, Chemistry and History whereas Chelsea is bilingual and good at gossip.

Haha, like I was saying before, Chelsea and Dillon have been dating on and off for the past year and a half and she still has not learnt her lesson, he is a shameless bastard that has many girlfriends, but she still likes him and refuses to let go, it has become somewhat of an obsession if you ask me.

"Like I was saying, Dillon told me to find another boyfriend if I am not happy with him, I told him that I would kill him if he ever cheated on me and yet he did it again, he literally played dumb in my face and acted as if everything that happened was my imagination," she ranted on.

I took the glasses that were resting on my nose off and placed it next to my chemistry textbook, rubbing my balled palms against my eye sockets trying to get rid of the dryness my eyes tend to get whenever I had my glasses on for a long period of time.

"Hello? Are you listening to me?" Chelsea called out to me while snapping her left hand's middle finger against her palm, "Yeah, I am listening, do I need to listen with my eyes as well Chelsea?" I answered while questioning her sarcastically at the same time.

She clicked her tongue at me and took out her iPhone from her purse and started tapping on it with her index fingers while it rested on the desk. I stopped rubbing my eyes and looked at her who was busy going through Dillon's Instagram and spying on him.

Chelsea knew she could speak to me and ignore me right after because I am like a wall that soaked in all the information but did not care about it at all, so you could basically say I was 79% a good friend and 21% an asshole.

The bell rang and finally, it was time for the second last period for today, I had English while Chelsea had Arts and Design being her extracurricular subject.

We headed to our lockers then separated with me walking up the staircase to Mr Armstrong's class for English while Chelsea went over to the other building for her double period of Arts and Design.

Holding my books against my chest, I looked down at the clip that dropped out of my hair onto the floor beside my foot, I sighed inwardly because I did not like moving my body too often, I'm really lazy and because I fell this morning while getting out of the shower.

I bent down ever so slightly hoping that the pains in my back don't get triggered, but it was to no avail, my head fell forward and the hair that was tied up in a loose bun swung forward messing up my glasses.

Biting on the inside of my cheek, I quickly picked up the clip that fell and swung my annoying black ponytail to the back and fixed the glasses on my face to rest perfectly on my nose.

I sighed inwardly again because my back pains just got worse, being me is not easy and I did not ask for so much pain!

I made it to Mr Armstrong's class at the same time as the rest of the students, we greeted him and he gave us a project to do that was due for next month on the fifth.

My desk partner and I don't speak unless we have to, the project was an oral presentation that needed pdf files and illustrations on a novel that we are currently reading in class. I particularly think that this is all nonsense because all we ever do is presentations and literature.

I love literature, don't get me wrong, but it's so boring especially for me, for instance, we were previously working on a Shakespeare book, old English basically, things I already knew and then we moved on to topics that were Latin, I understood everything whereas even Mr Armstrong had to google what certain things meant.

Again, don't get me wrong, I learned Latin because I found it interesting before and it's easier because I basically know what others don't and it's fun, but also a useless talent I have.

The period passed by slowly. The bell rang and I had a free period after this because our biology teacher called in sick. I stepped out of the class greeting Mr Armstrong and walked down those horrible stairs again.

I figured that I'd wait for Chelsea and head over to the computer lab. When I stepped in and I felt the chill coming from the computer lab; I cursed inside my heart for not bringing my jacket with.

I checked in with the teacher who was overseeing the class and walked down the middle of the classroom that separated the class with fifteen computers on the right and fifteen on the left.

The class was filled with seniors and they were all doing their own thing. I looked over at the last computer that was open on the left side far at the back of the class near the windows.

The seat next to it had a senior seated in it that I had a crush on, but was too afraid to speak to. He must have felt my stare and looked up at me. Our eyes met and my body froze, he squinted his eyes, turning his attention back to his computer screen. I sighed at my stupidity and walked over, taking the empty seat beside him.

He was playing an online game and it looked like he was busy duelling against someone, he had an intense expression on his face and it eased up once the screen displayed fireworks with the word "Glory" on it.

I smiled and moved the mouse that was to the right beside the keyboard. The computer screen lit up and prompted me to add in my student number and passcode.

When the process was over, I inserted my flash drive into the USB port and clicked it open, the screen displayed many files and I clicked on one called "Tales of Lore and Lies."

It had over five hundred documents inside it with the first document being the master file. I had written about four hundred chapters worth and I ready to publish it, not wasting any time, I logged into the website which I planned to publish my novel in called "Writes World" and clicked on the link which opened the writer's tab.

I dragged the document called chapter one and filled in all the details that the site required and added the cover image I asked Chelsea to make for me. I bit down on my bottom lip while I hovered the mouse over the publish button, deciding whether or not to do it.

I heard a cough from beside me which startled me and made me press the publish button, realizing what I just did make a chill run down my spine, I turned to look at the culprit that coughed and my crush was staring straight at me.

Fourth book of my Desire Series.
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Callum Stride an author of many books but yet to upload any of them is an anti-social but social when needed, high schooler that goes through life, one step at a time. The only friend he has is his best friend Chelsea Martin who always gives him a headache. 

What Callum doesn’t know is that he’s caught the attention of one of the jocks at school who is silently stalking him.
A love that starts online between the author of his favourite book Tales of Lore and Lies and himself. What happens when they find each other?

Reviews and comments welcomed.

Cover by: Joanna Kosinska

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"Ugh!! He is such an asshole! I can't believe I fell for a guy like him!!" Chelsea complains.
"Who are we talking about again?" I humour her although I already know who she's complaining about.
"Callum?!?! I can't believe you, Dillon remember?"
"Aaaah him~ what did he do to you this time?" I asked my best friend who rolled her eyes at me.
My name is Callum Stride and the beautiful young lady with frizzy hair in front of me is called Chelsea Martin.
It's currently the study period and instead of studying, Chelsea decided to tell me about her on and off relationship with a boy in a grade higher called Dillon.
I kind of zoned out while she was speaking and currently need her to explain from the beginning. We're both in the tenth grade and take the same subjects, but we also have the subjects we specialize in.
I'm good at English, Maths, Chemistry and History whereas Chelsea is bilingual and good at gossip.
Haha, like I was saying before, Chelsea and Dillon have been dating on and off for the past year and a half and she still has not learnt her lesson, he is a shameless bastard that has many girlfriends, but she still likes him and refuses to let go, it has become somewhat of an obsession if you ask me.
"Like I was saying, Dillon told me to find another boyfriend if I am not happy with him, I told him that I would kill him if he ever cheated on me and yet he did it again, he literally played dumb in my face and acted as if everything that happened was my imagination," she ranted on.
I took the glasses that were resting on my nose off and placed it next to my chemistry textbook, rubbing my balled palms against my eye sockets trying to get rid of the dryness my eyes tend to get whenever I had my glasses on for a long period of time.
"Hello? Are you listening to me?" Chelsea called out to me while snapping her left hand's middle finger against her palm, "Yeah, I am listening, do I need to listen with my eyes as well Chelsea?" I answered while questioning her sarcastically at the same time.
She clicked her tongue at me and took out her iPhone from her purse and started tapping on it with her index fingers while it rested on the desk. I stopped rubbing my eyes and looked at her who was busy going through Dillon's Instagram and spying on him.
Chelsea knew she could speak to me and ignore me right after because I am like a wall that soaked in all the information but did not care about it at all, so you could basically say I was 79% a good friend and 21% an asshole.
The bell rang and finally, it was time for the second last period for today, I had English while Chelsea had Arts and Design being her extracurricular subject.
We headed to our lockers then separated with me walking up the staircase to Mr Armstrong's class for English while Chelsea went over to the other building for her double period of Arts and Design.
Holding my books against my chest, I looked down at the clip that dropped out of my hair onto the floor beside my foot, I sighed inwardly because I did not like moving my body too often, I'm really lazy and because I fell this morning while getting out of the shower.
I bent down ever so slightly hoping that the pains in my back don't get triggered, but it was to no avail, my head fell forward and the hair that was tied up in a loose bun swung forward messing up my glasses.
Biting on the inside of my cheek, I quickly picked up the clip that fell and swung my annoying black ponytail to the back and fixed the glasses on my face to rest perfectly on my nose.
I sighed inwardly again because my back pains just got worse, being me is not easy and I did not ask for so much pain!
I made it to Mr Armstrong's class at the same time as the rest of the students, we greeted him and he gave us a project to do that was due for next month on the fifth.
My desk partner and I don't speak unless we have to, the project was an oral presentation that needed pdf files and illustrations on a novel that we are currently reading in class. I particularly think that this is all nonsense because all we ever do is presentations and literature.
I love literature, don't get me wrong, but it's so boring especially for me, for instance, we were previously working on a Shakespeare book, old English basically, things I already knew and then we moved on to topics that were Latin, I understood everything whereas even Mr Armstrong had to google what certain things meant.
Again, don't get me wrong, I learned Latin because I found it interesting before and it's easier because I basically know what others don't and it's fun, but also a useless talent I have.
The period passed by slowly. The bell rang and I had a free period after this because our biology teacher called in sick. I stepped out of the class greeting Mr Armstrong and walked down those horrible stairs again.
I figured that I'd wait for Chelsea and head over to the computer lab. When I stepped in and I felt the chill coming from the computer lab; I cursed inside my heart for not bringing my jacket with.
I checked in with the teacher who was overseeing the class and walked down the middle of the classroom that separated the class with fifteen computers on the right and fifteen on the left.
The class was filled with seniors and they were all doing their own thing. I looked over at the last computer that was open on the left side far at the back of the class near the windows.
The seat next to it had a senior seated in it that I had a crush on, but was too afraid to speak to. He must have felt my stare and looked up at me. Our eyes met and my body froze, he squinted his eyes, turning his attention back to his computer screen. I sighed at my stupidity and walked over, taking the empty seat beside him.
He was playing an online game and it looked like he was busy duelling against someone, he had an intense expression on his face and it eased up once the screen displayed fireworks with the word "Glory" on it.
I smiled and moved the mouse that was to the right beside the keyboard. The computer screen lit up and prompted me to add in my student number and passcode.
When the process was over, I inserted my flash drive into the USB port and clicked it open, the screen displayed many files and I clicked on one called "Tales of Lore and Lies."
It had over five hundred documents inside it with the first document being the master file. I had written about four hundred chapters worth and I ready to publish it, not wasting any time, I logged into the website which I planned to publish my novel in called "Writes World" and clicked on the link which opened the writer's tab.
I dragged the document called chapter one and filled in all the details that the site required and added the cover image I asked Chelsea to make for me. I bit down on my bottom lip while I hovered the mouse over the publish button, deciding whether or not to do it.
I heard a cough from beside me which startled me and made me press the publish button, realizing what I just did make a chill run down my spine, I turned to look at the culprit that coughed and my crush was staring straight at me.
 

My Everything!

My Heart!

My Love!

My Soul!

My Desires!

My All!

You are my everything!
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Reviews and comments welcomed.
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#1 - Prince Aldrich's Story
#2 - Sage's Unrequited Love
#3 - Guns' Uncalled For Love
#4 - Taylum's Innocent Love
#5 - Just Maybe
#6 - Requited Love
#7 - Leaving My Mark In You
#8 - Blinded
#9 - Find You

For the past few days, Evelyn was quite busy in learning to read and write a new language. The language's equivalent to an alphabet is closer to English rather than Japanese. However, the pronunciation and wording of the language are, strangely, more so closer to Japanese than English. With two letters in combination, they would produce a sound and with multiple of those letters put together, it would eventually form words or sentences. Though foreign, Evelyn tried her hardest to try and learn it as quick as possible; though going at the pace that she was at, it may be a good month or two before she would be proficient enough to read without any problems. Dianne, the smart one of the group, had quickly given her a foundation into learning the language and then took off after she had felt Evelyn had caught on. At that point, Dianne felt that Evelyn only needed practice before she could finally read and write.

Evelyn was not alone in learning it though, all three of her creations also sat down with her and tried learning to read and write as well. Alice, which was predictable, fought fussily and refused to try and learn to read and write. In the end, Evelyn had forced her to learn at least the letters and she would learn the rest at a later date. Asahi and Tsukiko had no problem. They were easily making headway into understanding and memorizing the letters and sentence structure. Both of them learned just as fast, if not faster, as Evelyn did.

It was not until the third day since the three had arrived here that they came back to their home. They were able to somehow live out there and come back relatively unharmed; after all, excluding the two snow goblins, the rest of the monsters are relatively harmless. Their appearance still the same except their faces showing that they were haggard.

"Lady Evelyn, would it be alright if I ask you for a favor?"

Dianne, who Evelyn viewed more favorably, asks her a question. Confusion apparent through her expression; Evelyn wonders what they could ask for.

"That is, is there a way that you can help us resolve our transportation issue?"

"Transportation? What do you mean by transportation? Did you walk all the way over from the capital?"

If so, Evelyn thought it is a bit foolish and weird to walk all that way just to come to her dungeon; the distance between her supposed dungeon's location and the capital is no laughing matter.

"No, it is not that but I fear we will not be able to bring everything back," Dianne explains. "With the matter of your request, it is best if we could somehow increase our earnings when we go back."

The matter that Dianne is talking about was Evelyn's thirst for books and scriptures. With more written contents, Evelyn thought for sure that her reading and writing proficiency would increase. The only demerit is that books were costly. With no method to print out books, the people could only resort to handwriting every copy of a book. Likewise, since the technology to mass print is not available, making paper is also an expensive commodity. Even inside the Adventurer's Guild, they would use clay tablets to write requests and hang them onto the quest board for adventurers to receive. The demand for paper exceeds the availability of itself.

Evelyn thought it through and then brought out the system. Going straight into the shop section, she looks up the price of wagons. The affordable ones were in the price ranges of 10DP to 200DP. Different materials, the size, and also design of the wagons are reflected in their prices.

"Though I could provide another wagon, who is going to pull the wagon back?"

"Uh, we were also hoping if you could somehow provide them as well.

Dianne's face blushes and turns slightly red from their shameful request. The embarrassment from asking Evelyn these requests is too much for Dianne alone to bear. Even Leonard and Linda behind her could only awkwardly shift around and scratch their heads at Dianne asking on all of their behests.

"I understand," Evelyn sighs. "I will also provide you with what is needed to pull the wagon."

In the end, Evelyn spent a little over 200DP purchasing what they needed. One wagon and two workhorses. The wagon is of low-key design. Its appearance looks no different from what a normal wagon would look like. However, it is made from a more sturdier species of tree known as Ferric Oakwood. The wood processed from them contained the hardness and resilience of iron but flexibility of normal wood. It's purchasing price is 110DP. The two workhorses were reddish-brown, and the hair on their crests are long and ebony in color. The contour of their head and set of beautiful black eyes made them look quite noble in appearance.

"Are these Ember horses?"

Dianne speaks after seeing the whole spectacle of them appearing out of thin air right in front of them. All three of them could not believe what had just happened just a few moments ago. All of them are bedazzled and also puzzled how they came to be.

"That is correct. They are considered Ember horses."

"Amazing..." Dianne mutters. "We just got some top tier breeds of horses just to pull the wagon."

Dianne becomes even more amazed after Evelyn confirmed her question. Sturdy, hardy and also pretty powerful. Legends had depicted Ember horses being able to run three days and nights at top speed without even needing to rest. Of course, the legends were exaggerating their abilities by a lot. Nonetheless, they were still considered one of the favorite breeds of horses.

"Is that enough?"

"Y, Yes! It is quite enough!" Dianne stumbles out of her reverie. "Thank you for all the trouble Lady Evelyn."

"It is not a problem," Evelyn assures her. "If you have any other needs, tell me and I will see what I can do."

"Thank you!"

The three leads the horses away along with them pulling the wagon. Evelyn watches their figures disappear behind the snowy hills. Evelyn soon reenters her home, continuing learning to read and write.

Having died in his previous life, Evelyn finds himself in another world. He also finds out that he has transitioned from a boy to a girl.

A message and a gift from an unknown sender; he becomes a dungeon lord. Often detached from the realities around him, he readily accepts it.

Creating a dungeon for himself and only himself. Though solitude is what he often seeks, quite the opposite is what happens and what he really needs.

When Jiang Yuan wanted to use the room, the room was occupied. It was awkward because it was inconvenient outside. "If you really want to use the room, you have to choose noon. Usually, no one uses it at noon, but at night, you might need to use it at the last minute. "
"okay, I'll go back with Jiang Li later. I'll send mom and the others back to the hotel first. You guys take your time. " Qian Zhian pulled Jiang Li away and didn't disturb the two of them.
Shui Shui held her chin. "The relationship between these two people is getting better and better. I really want to see when they quarrel. "
Mu Ziyu shook his head and tapped Shui Shui's nose. What a bad idea. "If you quarrel, won't you be in trouble? "
"Yeah, but there's nothing I can do. Because the two of them have been together for a long time, there will definitely be some friction. And the quarrel may not be a bad thing. Maybe it can deepen the two of them'understanding of themselves. See, I'm just saying. I don't care what happens to them in the future. They can go their own way and solve their own problems."She didn't like to control Qian Zhian He was older now and had his own independent thoughts. Perhaps he would occasionally add fuel to the fire, but she hoped that he could have his own thoughts. After becoming an adult, he could be completely independent. This was her goal.
After the two of them had eaten and drank their fill, Mu Ziyu sent Shui Shui back and didn't stay outside. After all, Shui Shui had a class the next day. He didn't want Shui Shui to work so hard. Sometimes, she would go home late. According to her personality, she would go to bed late and do other things For example, reading books. It would take more time there. It should be hard to wake up in the morning. It was only high school now. Although he wanted to be with her, he also wanted her to be healthy.
After sending Shui Shui Home, he left. Shui Shui started to take care of these dogs. After some time, they had already familiarized themselves with this place and wanted to run outside all day. She made a wooden prosthesis, which was actually something she did casually. As the dogs were still young and would grow up, she would need to change them when the time came. Tease, she patted tease's head and said, "what a strong little fellow. Xiao Ha is too lively. "
The two dogs were quite cute, and they didn't bark randomly. That was the most important thing.
After teasing them for a while, she took a shower, prepared to read and rest. She was going to school tomorrow.
When she returned to her room, Qian Zhian ran over. "Sis, I'm going to military school tomorrow. Where did all the snacks at home go? "
He had been looking for them, but he couldn't find them. He was a little embarrassed.
"I think it's in the utility room. Look at the box. It's put away. You look after it yourself. I'm going to take a shower and rest. " She didn't like to eat snacks, so she put them all away "You're going to do military training tomorrow? " "then do your best. Don't cause trouble for me. Also, don't fight with the instructor. It won't do you any good. The group of hot-blooded youths fought with the instructor before. In the end, they still compromised. " She felt that their minds were heated up That wasn't a good thing. On the contrary, it could only be said to be very embarrassing. Moreover, when it was spread out, he would become the laughing stock of others. That wouldn't be fun. After all, he was her younger brother.
"I know. And I'm not so stupid to be used as a gun by others. I also told my mother that after that, I'll let them do whatever they want. I can't do anything about the military training. " He had to stay there for five days during the military training, so he couldn't go home.
"It's fine as long as we agree. They shouldn't be so unreasonable as to ask you to take them to various places. " Since they had chosen to settle down, they had to rely on themselves most of the time. Could it be that they had to rely on Qian Zhian, this underage child And they wanted to come and live in the capital. This action made her feel a little strange. After all, she was unfamiliar with the capital, and the level of consumption here was higher than in city a. no matter what, this was not a wise choice.
But it had nothing to do with her. She washed the hot water and then sat on the bed. Holding a book could also edify her emotions. This book was an open-minded book. Although there were many strange things, there was something reasonable about it It was very interesting.
When she saw that she was sleepy, she lay down and turned off the light to rest.
On Monday morning, Shui Shui got up, stretched, washed up, changed into her school uniform, and went to school with Qian Zhian, Jiang Li, and the others. Occasionally, she would choose to eat breakfast outside.
Today, Shui Shui was a little expectant because the results of the English competition were out today. If she could get a reward, she could go shopping again. However, this time, she was going to the second-hand Bookstore, not the bookstore. She had already bought many original editions However, this was actually because some books were only accurate if they were original editions. However, other books did not have to be original editions. Moreover, there were many books that could not be bought now. She might be able to find quite a number of books in the second-hand Bookstore.
Although she had money on hand, it was best to use the prize money. She remembered that she also had a book purchase card here. It would be quite good to buy some original editions. She thought that the bookstore would occasionally buy some foreign original editions. Although the price was high, they were indeed original editions. The quality was not bad either. When the time came, she could see if there were any new books. Then, she could see if there were any books that she needed.
Reading could accumulate knowledge. This was a process, and there was no end to learning. Therefore, she was also taking it slow to increase her reading volume. Because of the accumulation of her previous life, her life would also be much easier, but she did not intend to stop Reading was also another interest of hers.
The morning passed peacefully, and in the afternoon, it was still very peaceful. She thought that today would not be announced. In the end, after dinner, when she and he xiaoying were preparing for evening self-study in class, the English teacher ran over and asked Shui Shui to go outside, saying that she had something to say to her.
Shui Shui walked out and looked at the English teacher in confusion.
The English teacher looked at Shui Shui. "actually, we received a notice in the morning that you had won a prize in the English competition. But why did we only tell you now? It's because your test paper was re-examined and confirmed to be correct. That's why we're informing you. "
"Why? Isn't there usually a re-examination after changing the paper? " Shui Shui asked her own doubts, and the meaning of re-examination was, "if it's re-examined, then I'll be the only one to be examined? "
"Yes, I'll review your test paper again. Your math competition's test paper will also be reviewed again. " The English teacher felt that she had to say this out loud, even though it wasn't fair to her.
"Why? " Shui Shui wanted to know the reason.
"because in the English competition, you and a student from another school won first place together. The teacher from another school felt that there was a problem, so he requested to review it again. "Also, the student from your math competition also requested a reassessment. But don't worry, there aren't any problems. Also, because of the reassessment, your score in the English competition was originally tied with that student's first place. Because of the reassessment, there was a problem that was corrected, giving you two extra points. That boy's first place was withdrawn. " She was very happy Such a powerful student had appeared in the class that she was teaching.
"Does that mean that the teacher of the student who got first place with me felt that there was a problem? And then complained? " She felt that it was a little funny.
"Yes, it was that student's form teacher. In the end, I didn't expect that this complaint would cause my student to lose first place. " The English teacher also felt that it was very funny.
Shui Shui smiled helplessly. "It's my own fault. "
"Then teacher, do you have any other questions about my results now? " Shui Shui was a little puzzled.
"No, I can't give you your prize until tomorrow because the assessment was delayed. "Also, I have something to tell you. Through this competition, you can see that your outstanding student has been notified by two universities that have a partnership with our school. As long as your results can be maintained, you can be promoted to a university without having to pass the college entrance examination. Of course, these two universities are very good. One is the Beijing University of Technology and the other is a foreign province's University of Technology."usually, universities would look for excellent students in advance Usually, the selection would only start in the third year of high school. However, because of Qian Shuishui's excellent performance this time, it attracted the attention of some of the leaders. It could also be said that this was the first time in the history of this school that they had obtained the first place in the city's competition Moreover, it was the same person.
When Shui Shui heard the name of this university, she shook her head. "Teacher, my wish is to go to the University of Technology. Although the University of Technology is not bad, there is no major that I like in it. "
She would not easily change her decision. The difference between majors was too big.
"I see. But you should think about it carefully. " She felt that Shui Shui Shui was still young and probably did not think much. It was better to give her some time to think about it.
Shui Shui did not refute. "Okay. "
"You should go back to class. " The English teacher took her documents and went to another classroom for evening self-study.
When Shui Shui returned to the classroom, he xiaoying came up to her. "Shui Shui, why is the English teacher looking for you? Is it about the English competition? "
"Yeah, my luck is pretty good. I got the first prize. " Shui Shui did not hide it
He Xiaoying stared at her. "amazing. Isn't this luck? This is strength. "
Ling Weiwei also walked over. "First Prize? That's amazing. "
She heard it when she walked past and immediately felt that it was amazing. She was also the first place in the math competition.
"Yeah, the prize is pretty good. " Shui Shui was interested in the prize.
"Shui Shui, you're pretty good at math. I've been catching up on math since the first year of high school, but I can't get good grades. Is it because my method of learning is wrong? " Ling Weiwei felt that her math was not bad either, but if she wanted to get into the top few.. She couldn't even get into the top few in grade math. Every time she had this goal, she couldn't do it..
But her grades were only maintained at a certain level, and she felt that it was boring.
Shui Shui, on the other hand, came from other places and directly got a few rankings. Although she wanted to be jealous, the difference between their levels was too big, so she couldn't be jealous either.
Shui Shui was embarrassed. "Do more questions. Once you're familiar with all types of questions, you'll naturally be able to do them with ease. Sometimes, when you see a question, even though it might be a new question, it will be an extension of the original question. This train of thought will appear. "
They had no way of using her method. The best method was to practice the questions. The more they practiced, the more accurate their accuracy would be. Once they were familiar with it, it would be much better.
"I also have to memorize those questions. Although I don't practice every day, I still watch them every day. " I feel that after watching too much, I should be familiar with them.
Shui Shui shook her head "No, this is different. If you do it yourself, you will have a deeper impression of it. There is another point that you will be able to find out where your problem lies. For example, if you do a question and make a mistake, you will look back and explain it. You will immediately understand it. In fact, many times, this doesn't mean that you have completely ruined it. Then, you will continue to do the questions so that the questions will be completely memorized in your mind. Some people will remember it after doing it once, and some people will do it a few times. In fact, it is all the same as long as you can remember it. "
She taught her younger brother to do the questions.
Ling Weiwei felt that it was troublesome. "Is there a shortcut? "
"I don't know. I've never taken a shortcut before. There's nothing I can do about it. " Shui Shui wanted to teach Mu Zilin to take a shortcut, but she had no choice. Moreover, that shortcut was not so easy. It was very risky. If he did not guess the questions, then his score would basically be impossible to get. Moreover, that was not considered a shortcut. It was just guessing the questions. If he did not guess correctly, he would be done for.
Looking at Ling Weiwei's expression, "study hard. It's fine. There's still a year left. Moreover, it doesn't mean that the college entrance exam depends on one's state of mind. There's a possibility that you will encounter a question that you are familiar with and you will be able to get a good score. "
"Yes, indeed. This still depends on luck. " Ling Weiwei also knew that her brother had performed exceptionally in the college entrance exam. Otherwise, based on his results, he wouldn't have been able to get a good score. Then, his luck would have been pretty good. Of course, there were still some points left to get to the hard-line. However, after spending some money, he had gotten in. Moreover, she was no longer in a key high school, and she was no longer in a key class. It wasn't easy to get into a key high school. It was very difficult, and the difference in scores was too great. Basically, there was no hope for her to get into the key classes.
He Xiaoying nodded. She agreed very much. "If my luck isn't good, I'm really going to die from anger. Those who are lucky will definitely jump up in joy. "
"Yeah, but if there are basically no problems, no matter what the problem is, it won't affect the final result. " Shui Shui believed that understanding was the most important thing
Everyone had a different way of learning. She patted her shoulder. "Do your best. There won't be any problems anyway. "
They chatted for a while before starting their evening self-study. Everyone was doing their homework during the evening self-study. Once they finished their homework at school, it would be easy for them to go home.
Shui Shui looked at the homework. It wasn't much, so she started to write. She basically did the homework very quickly. Moreover, it was after class. When she was free, she would do the troublesome homework first.
After the evening self-study session ended, she was originally going home alone. When she left the school gate, a car stopped beside her. "Di di DI. "
"Ah? " Shui Shui walked to the side. "Eh? "
She got into the car because she saw that it was Mu Ziyu's car. "Why are you here today? "
"En, I'm here to pick you up after school. They have military training, and Zhi an can't go home with you. I'm worried about you. " He drove to the city center. "You must be hungry. I'll bring you to eat something. "
"..."actually, Shui Shui wanted to go home directly, but she had already gotten into the car. The car was also heading toward the city center. Alright, it wasn't bad to eat something. Anyway, there wasn't much to do ...
They came to a casserole restaurant in the city. The car was parked, and the two of them walked into the restaurant.
"Two guests? " The waiter went up and asked.


She was a combination of a high iq scholar and a black-bellied prince charming. She was a one-on-one, two-on-one, two-on-one, absolutely refreshing, and she was welcome to jump into the pit.
She was a young and famous physicist from a future world.
He was the eldest son of a modern wealthy family.
When she was in a plane crash and became a modern-day second-generation girl, she was proficient in drinking. She was also ranked last in her studies. At home, her elder sister did not love her, her younger brother hated her, and her parents did not care.
In the circle of Friends of the rich second generation, they also looked down on this idiot.
He was noble and elegant, the idol of all women.
It was said that Qian Shuishui was a bad student, and her mind was empty every day.
It was said that Qian Shuishui was a bad girl, playing with boys'emotions
It was said that Qian Shuishui was a bad girl, and she was good at eating, drinking, and playing.
Then please tell me, who is this woman in front of me, leisurely drinking coffee, and reading the physics report in a foreign language with great interest?

With final exams looming closer Yukio firmly pushed the scandal aside. Besides, apart from their English teacher most of the school staff had been surprisingly quiet about Urufu's and Kuri's rumoured night-time activities.
Now he sat in the inner room of the Stockholm Haven café which had been fully converted into their new club-room just in time for the cessation of all club activities in preparation of their exams.
Noriko sat together with Kuri going through math problems with the famous model turned slut. By their side Sango-chan and Kyoko ran through the same problems but at a distinctly higher pace and without Noriko's help.
"And this one?" Ryu asked from Yukio's right.
"Same. Look, if you replace the numbers with letters it's a lot easier to detect the pattern," Urufu said.
"Pattern?" That was Nori-kun, and Yukio noted how another two club-members congregated around them to follow Urufu's explanation.
'Now this is just hysterically funny,' Yukio thought. Urufu the flunky teaching math. 'But he's not really a flunky is he? Didn't he have a college exam from engineering?'
"Yes, by token substitution you'll be able to immediately identify equalities on both sides and remove them. Clears the real problem from excess data. See the pattern now?" Urufu said and crossed out almost a third of the information on the whiteboard.
Yukio watched him leave the white-board and walk over to the one where another group were struggling with English. Despite bombing that topic on his midterms virtually every club-member knew his English knowledge was superior to what any teacher at school could muster.
'And I think you have a better grasp of Japanese history than I do by now. What kind of study monster are you?'
Truth be told the only thing that kept Urufu from popping up on the wall was his written Japanese. By now Yukio recognised the difference when Urufu spoke about or listened to the material they had to study compared to when he was forced to rely on his reading skills.
'And you're closing that gap as well. It's scary how much better you are at reading and writing now.'
Kuri was the same. Even though she paled in comparison to Urufu, her Japanese had improved by huge strides since summer. That realisation made Yukio a bit uncomfortable. He hadn't known how important the preferred language was for grading other subjects.
'Would I look like an idiot if I had to go to school abroad? Or even Noriko?' Yukio pushed the last thought away. Noriko failing exams was ludicrous. She was one of the best freshmen at Himekaizen after all, with results that probably placed Todai within reach of her aspirations.
In the background he heard Urufu's strangely melodic explanation when he gave examples in Japanese for the English text they were analysing. Whenever he read a sentence aloud for the group to hear the correct pronunciation Kuri interrupted him with a laugh and read it twice. As far as Yukio understood she delivered one version in some kind of British English and then in American English.
Urufu grimaced but never protested. Instead he told his group they should listen to Kuri because her spoken English far surpassed his.
"How good is she?" Yukio shouted when he tired of Urufu belittling himself.
Everyone by the whiteboard turned, and Yukio saw Kuri glance at Urufu rather than the one to blame for the interruption.
"Depends," Urufu said. "As for pronunciation she bulldozes right over me. There's no comparison."
"Depends?" Kuri said to test the waters.
"Well, I'd guess your vocabulary is between half to two thirds of mine. What's your take?"
"Spoken, close to ten thousand words," Kuri suggested and grinned.
"Damn! You're just as good as I suspected."
"And you? Native level is around fifteen thousand."
"Native college level, yeah. I'm above that average."
Kuri's eyebrows shot up. "What kind of vocabulary do you have?"
"The tests couldn't measure above sixteen thousand, so I don't really know."
Kuri palmed her face. "He killed the test. Why am I not surprised?"
"What tests?" Sango-chan asked.
Both Kuri and Yukio shot Urufu warning glares.
"There were some… ah..." Then Urufu must have caught up with the looks he got from the friends who knew about his first life. "Ah, there are proficiency tests, and I took a few before moving here," he finished.
'You took a few before moving here. Well that's one way of expressing it.'
"You took a few tests at college level?"
'You're not out of the woods yet. Think, think!'
It was painfully visible how Urufu tried to come up with a plausible explanation, but in the end he lit up in a bright grin. "I like programming, and most of the literature is in English, so I needed to learn it to read the books."
That had to suffice, and from what Urufu had said earlier it partially explained his knowledge of math.
"But you failed your midterms," came a less than helpful comment from Nori-kun.
Urufu's face clouded over. "I didn't in Sweden," he said in a subdued voice.
"Huh?" That was Nori-kun again.
"Guys," Kuri said. "Here in Japan we're graded on how well we can express our English knowledge in Japanese, but neither Ulf nor I are Japanese. When we translate we usually translate from English to Swedish in our heads."
'And that's a lie,' Yukio thought. 'You both told me you don't translate at all any longer.' Then it struck him why Urufu had lived through such problems with his Japanese, and a moment later Yukio understood how Urufu's spoken Japanese had developed so insanely fast the last months. 'You've stopped translating Japanese as well!'
With that line of thought something clicked inside his head. Suddenly Urufu's explanation of learning models made sense. 'Learn the rules, break the rules, write the rules' Urufu used to say when he tried to describe what he called analytic-synthetic learning or reverse triple loop learning.

If you were transported from this world to another almost identical.

If you were transported from your life to your teenage self.

If you had to restart your life again.

Would you, or would you cling to your memories?


Tags: Japan, Sweden, Tokyo, comedy, drama, high school, Academy, Slice of Life, romcom

This is a Japanese manga/anime -style slice of life high school romance with a splash of sci-fi. In this kind of romance friendship plays a big role compared to your standard western romance. Ensemble cast, so if you only want one main character this is not for you.

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

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