Hyuga Matsuba rubbed her eyes and started preparing for her breakfast.
After eating breakfast, Hyuga Matsuba did not go to mountainside training, but started Chakra Refining in her living room.
Today, when Clan issued the allowance, Hyuga Matsuba is not so rich now. He can't miss this good opportunity to get money because of training.
Hyuga now has to live on the money and the money left by his father when he died.
The clock hands at home had reached 8 o'clock, and Hyuga Matsuba suddenly got up and felt that someone was coming.
Soon, Hyuga's Song Yu family came in with a person, a Chunin in her early 3 10 years old, who was in charge of the payment of the allowance in the clan.
The person who came saw Hyuga Matsuba, as if seeing a fly, and threw money into the bed: "Hey, this is money for you."
The man suddenly remembered something, rummaged in his backpack, and finally pulled out a tattered book and threw it onto Hyuga's bed.
"This is the method of Chakra Refining. There is also a Ninjutsu in clan. Aiya said that it is useless to give you this kind of garbage. It has to be distributed according to regulations. Clan is really not thin for you!"
Before waiting for Hyuga to say anything, Chunin left, and the door didn't want to close him.
"I eat your rice? Don't you like me so much?" Hyuga Matsuba curl one's lip.
Hyuga Matsuba built that book. In addition to what Chunin said, it contains the extraction method of Chakra, and there is a Ninjutsu called Gentle Fist Art * 8 Hexa Sixty-Four Palms.
"What did you really want? I just worries about Ninjutsu, here it is." Hyuga Matsui pursed her lips, carefully closed the book, and walked out of the house.
Today Hyuga Matsuba came to the training stadium and summoned the clone in the same way as before, then took out that shabby book from the backpack and ordered ten clones to start learning.
After Hyuga Matsuba gave a good order, he also started his own work. The sun slowly tilted westward. When the mountain was about to go down, ten clones suddenly gathered together and turned into a bunch of rays of light. Back to Hyuga Matsuba's within- the-body, it seems that this fist technique has been mastered.
Hyuga Matsuba, he found the largest tree, and put on the stance to start Ninjutsu, and soon a Formula slowly emerged, and surrounded the big tree, he applied Ninjutsu loudly: "8 Hexagram Six-Four Palms! "
"2 palm!"
"3 palm!"
"4 palm!"
...
In this way, Hyuga Matsuba shouted his palm number one after another slowly like a fool, and the faint light emitted by Chakra lingered in his palm. His hands began to prepare various styles, using all the tricks. Hit the tree trunk.
"Bang!" A loud sound came, only to see that this large diameter tree had been hit to a certain degree after the attack of Eight Diagrams Sixty-Four Palms, and the inner core could not bear such a huge pressure Suddenly, he shot away, and the sky in the sky was full of countless small sawdust.
"It turns out that there are still some reasons why this clan is not focused on practice. This Ninjutsu formidable power is really not small. If it is a level, it should be considered high-level."
"They definitely don't believe that I will train successfully. Their biggest disadvantage is to look down on others. Otherwise, they would not easily give me such powerful Ninjutsu books."
"Although I have learned it now, I can't use it in public places, otherwise if I let the people in the clan understood, I will definitely be polite."
Hyuga Song Yu touched her head and reminded herself in time.
Hyuga Song Yu suddenly froze, as if suddenly thinking of something: "Wait, they always follow this fixed routine, they all use tenketsu first and then use Gentle Fist. If I do n't follow this routine, the fools will not Can't see it? "
"Anyway, this routine has always been rigid, and no one has questioned it, but who said that I do n't have formidable power using the trick of Gentle Fist alone? My most treasure is not this kind of thing, as long as they do n't know mine Tenseigan, everything is easy to say. "
Hyuga Song Yu thought of the very satisfied nodded here, and her own little brain is really smart. Although breaking through the original routine is likely to reduce the formidable power of this Ninjutsu, it must be said that this method is very effective, at least if it is It can still be used in public places.
"But I don't seem to need this Ninjutsu right now, I still wait for me to be strong enough to say something else better."
After using Shadow Clone Jutsu again, many clones appeared around Hyuga Matsuba, and Hyuga Matsuba ordered them to do one-to-one or one-to-many fighting training.
After all, it is not as good as the real experience for oneself. Many ninja graduates who have learned countless Ninjutsu, because of lack of actual combat experience, have been treated as small garbage by others in battlefield.
Okiki Yeki is the best example. She is born smart and has a high level of innate talent. She has learned a lot of Ninjutsu. It stands to reason that she should have a strong ability, but she has a poor battle experience. When it comes to powerful enemies, it can only be self-defeating.
Such a situation is not what Hyuga Song Yu should have achieved. He has such good natural conditions. If anyone really can't fight it, wouldn't he waste his skill in vain? Well, it's a waste of time to exercise for so long. My bloodline, Tenseigan … think about it as recless waste of natural resources.
Clone doesn't have to worry about injury at all, it's just what tricks it uses, it's almost terrible.
At this time, Hyuga Matsuba still continued her practice and looked at those clones with the light. He carefully looked-at his performance in the clone battle and continuously accumulated experience from it. This is the most direct way.
"Not much hard work like me, wake up early and sleep late, hard training, it is estimated that the entire Naruto World is my own!"
It sounds like Hyuga Matsuba is talking big words, but the words are rough and not rough, he works hard like him, there are really few in clan that can be compared. Do n't say anything like Might Duy father and son, that 's all Not a rank.
Day after day, year after year, no matter how cold or frosty, there will always be Hyuga Matsuba sweating on the training stadium in mountainside. Hyuga Matsuba's place of activity is, besides home, the mountainside training stadium. There are even some lives Bland and tasteless.
In this dull and boring life, of course, there are sometimes unexpected but very interesting things, such as the beaten Hyuga Hizashi, after a period of time, he feels that he can beat Hyuga Matsuba, and it is directly Find the door and prepare for revenge.
However, Hyuga Matsutaka gave him a bit of color to look at, and it was a kick directly. I wished to bring Hyuga Hizashi from the doorstep to the training stadium, so that Hyuga Hizashi completely lost confidence in life and directly understood the difficulty of life, Hyuga Hizashi came with confidence and left discouraged.
Apart from this, in Hyuga's life, the most important daily life is just someone else's frig irony and scorching satire that's all, but fortunately, after so long familiarity, he has become indifferent to these things .
Hyuga Song Yu is a very optimistic person. Although Hyuga Song Yu will drag home exhausted body every night, but he always feels closer and closer to his dream. Everyday is immersed in his Tiny World. , Happy for little by little progress every day.
Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, another year slipped away. Hyuga Matsuba developed very quickly. From the perspective of height alone, it was a lot higher than peers.
But this year Hyuga Matsuba grew more than just height, and his ability has improved significantly.
Now his Chakra has accumulated to a certain point, reaching the level of Kage Level. Now his strength can actually be counted in Naruto World.
However, Hyuga Matsuba still has a lot of room for improvement in the purity of Chakra, and now his level in this respect is only medium that's all. Hyuga Matsuba has suffered from this loss and has Jonin's ability, but Ninjutsu's formidable power has not yet reached Jonin's level.
But just in terms of physical strength, Hyuga Matsuba's physical strength has been significantly improved. If it is only a competition in strength, Hyuga Matsuba will not lose to Jonin.
Hyuga Matsuba thinks that his ability has reached the level of Elite Jonin, but unfortunately he has no actual combat experience at all, so if he really starts, his situation may become more dangerous.
In this Naruto World, he finally figured out what he used to divide the rank. It depends on the purity of Chakra and the combatability. If it is based on the number of Chakras, then everyone from the Senju Clan family and Uzumaki Clan can be God.
"No matter what it is divided into, the things on the battlefield are the most treasure. Otherwise, just looking at my ability now, even if it is Kage Level, there is nothing I can do." Hyuga Song Yu objectively carried out on herself Some evaluation.
This sentence is really objective, Hyuga Matsuba's sparkling fruit is not eaten in vain, if it is really in danger, then Hyuga Matsuba can not retreat in a safe whole body?
Hyuga Song Yu's speed has reached the speed of light with the help of Shining Fruit. Even if you control time and space, you can't catch him.
The style of the yellow ape was also developed by himself. Hyuga Song Yu chose the awesome character of the yellow ape as a template for training. It has achieved good results, which has saved him a lot of time.
The sun has shone on the buttocks. Today Hyuga Matsuba is not at all eager to go to mountainside, and there is not much room for improvement after training. Now his age has limited him a lot.
Even if Hyuga Matsuba has a great amount of exercise, his current level has reached an upper limit and cannot be improved. If you want to significantly increase strength, only Super Serum can achieve such results.
But this thing is a treasure, and Hyuga Matsuba has some reluctance.

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The massive Boat of Soul moored under the stairway of the Gate of Hell, the boat which represented death was lit up with lights. But the light was about to be extinguished.
 
Clarence, the Level Seven King of the Dead, desperately grabbed the bone oars away from Hell's boatman. The bony claws of the undead creature interlaced with the strong arms of Hell's boatman under his robe.
 
Immediately, thick black smoke was emitted from the body of the boatman of the Styx and was instilled into the body of the King of the Dead, Clarence.
 
The sky was pervaded with black smoke, it was as if the dark clouds were crashing down, smoke was constantly gushing out from the boatman's eyes, mouth, ears, and it was absorbed by the King of the Dead, Clarence.
 
"Ah!"
 
That scream originated from the painful torture and depravity of the soul, even a master of the undead army was roaring in pain, his bone body was quivering and was constantly swaying.
 
His robe was as if it had been eroded by time, it had turned into a broken black hole, and the darkness was instilled into the robe, covered his face and soul, concealed his past and cut off his future.
 
"La-la-la! La-la!"
 
"Ah! Ah-ah! Ah-ah!"
 
"La-la!"
 
And the boatman of the Styx put down his oars. He was bewildered as he walked down the Boat of the Soul. While he walked, he was humming songs; he looked like a madman beggar on the roadside.
 
As he stepped down from the Boat of the Soul, his black robe gradually disappeared, he revealed his face underneath. He was a tall and strong man with semi-orcs characteristics; he was wearing decadent armor and crowns. The gorgeous gems on his head, under the erosion of the years, were broken; the gold was dim and dark.
 
He slowly raised his head, in the center of his golden pupils, a faint light flickered; he was the symbol of the first king's bloodline. A flame was gradually burning in his eyes.
 
Lynn Ahenaten looked at his hands which were filled with calluses and bruises.
 
He held his hands high and looked into the sky through his fingers, a dark sun shone on the whole world, and a huge City of Bones floated on the gates of hell.
 
"Ha-ha" Lynn Ahenaten grinned with delight.
 
He grinned while he shook his head, he squinted, his nose was crumpled together and his shoulders constantly shrug, as if he had seen a ridiculous farce or a funny mime; he was laughing uncontrollably.
 
Then tears burst out from Lynn Ahenaten's eyes, "I'm finally free!"
 
Just then, the City of Bones in the sky cashed down and numerous dead souls in the city let out a terrible howl. More than ten Lords of Death from the clouds were overlooking the earth; they were staring at Lynn Ahenaten.
 
The huge City of Bones was made with the manufacturing methods of the Floating-Space City, and merged with the power of more than ten Level Seven mythical existences. The radiances of the divine artifacts were flickering and they were merely a step away from reaching a Level Eight mythical Floating-Space City.
 
The City of Bones could be transformed into an unrivalled presence, one which could compete against True God, when the owner of the City of Bones, Flosa, became a Level Eight.
 
Flosa looked at Lynn and said, "His Majesty Lynn, King of the great ancient Kingdom of Ahenaten, the bloodline of the original king, the owner of the Sword of the King! The most distinguished man of the whole world!"
 
"It's an honor to meet you!"
 
Flosa, who was deeply respectful of the royal bloodline and those who were born in an aristocratic family, seemed to have a special admiration for Lynn Ahenaten.
 
Lynn's gaze was composed; he had lost the once invincible, greedy and strong competitiveness. He had gone through a sharp vicissitudes of fate; he looked to the front of the vast and endless Styx. For ten thousand years, he was on that Styx and he led the world's dead soul; no matter how powerful, how brilliant, as long as the name was on God of Death's book, they would eventually set foot on his Boat of the Soul and headed reluctantly to the kingdom of the God of Death.
 
The memory of the last ten thousand years and the glory of the past were gradually recalled by Lynn, and all the stories of those who were on his boat.
 
And upon hearing Flosa's words, Lynn Ahenaten seemed to have heard the most ridiculous thing, and he looked at Flosa in surprise, "The most distinguished man of the whole world? Ha-ha-ha-ha!"
 
"The most distinguished man of the whole world? Ha-ha-ha-ha!"
 
It was long before Lynn looked up at Flosa and asked, "Have you ever seen the Son of God; the children of the oldest Creator?"
 
"Do you?"
 
At the mention of that, Lynn was trembling from head to toe; he was outraged. His crazy roar revealed a strong reluctance and helplessness, "The positions of True Gods were merely toys that are easily ditched away and worthless in other's perspective. When you had done everything, given up everything but still not getting what you wanted, do you know that feeling?"
 
"What First king! What golden bloodline! Ridiculous!"　　
 
"It's ridiculous! It's all just a plaything in someone else's hand!"
 
Lynn looked furiously into the sky; his expression was contorted like a devil, "Gave in your all, no matter how unwilling you are, at the very last, you can only wait your fate to befall on you! We're the chess pieces that are played with, those who don't accept the arrangement and role as chess pieces, what awaits them was a fate of being thrown away!"
 
Those Lords of Death who were looking at Lynn Ahenaten from the top didn't understand what he was saying. But they felt that, under the imprisonment of hundreds of millions of years, Lynn Ahenaten had completely gone mad.
 
Lynn Ahenaten said nothing more; he stretched out his right hand and condensed a stone slab on top of his palm.
 
On the front of the stone slab, it was engraved with a complete World Tree Model Template, and rules of god's cornerstone of the 17 True Gods. On the back of the stone slab, the world' largest taboo was written; it was the way to ascend to the position of True God and ways to condense the divinity of True Gods.
 
It was an ordinary stone slab but because it was carved with a pattern of taboo knowledge, it seemed like it had gained the power of the whole world.
 
A golden brilliance slowly bloomed from the stone slab, and at last, it converged into a strong beam of radiance which dyed the sky into a golden brilliance, and vanished only a long time after.
 
And just then, all the people in the City of Bones were excited, they were trembling.
 
The legend of the past million years, the existence which caused countless people to hunt and comb for, the taboo knowledge that was sealed by the gods, the way to become a True God, and all was now presented before them.
 
"The World Tree! It's the World Tree Model Template!" A Lord of Death was shrouded in a gray mist; he forgot to suppress his power because of his excitement, and a fierce mythical power storm swept out.
 
"It's the way to condense divinity, as long as we've a way to condense divinity, we'll attain Level Eight. We'll have the qualification to compete for the position of a True God!"
 
"Take it! Give it to me!" A bone dragon roared wildly.
 
"Give it to me! Give me!" The owner of the City of Bones, Flosa, gazed at the stone slab on Lynn Ahenaten's hand, he was transformed into a giant mythical body, under the support of the City of Bones, he had turned into a thousand-kilometer tall giant made with black smoke and flame.
 
He leaned straight down from the sky and looked at Lynn Ahenaten with his eyes.
 
His black-smoked palms were twinkling with excitement. He had been waiting for the opportunity for seven or eight thousand years and he was finally given an opportunity.
 
"Give! Give me!"
 
Lynn Ahenaten's eyes revealed a tinge of contemptuous, and the stone slab which was glowing with a golden radiance was thrown out. It was as if he had thrown away a piece of garbage.
 
"Yours!"
 
Lynn Ahenaten walked up the steps and went to the gates of hell; he tried to return to the core world through that door.
 
Just then, a huge Soul-Eating Steel Fork stuck onto the ground, a strong flame was produced as it rubbed against the ground, a pair of bloodthirsty pupils and a monster with long sheep legs and horns was staring at Lynn Ahenaten.
 
Heim looked angrily at Lynn, who had fooled him in the past, "Do you think it's that easy to leave?"
 
His bloody mouth spewed out a dark red hellfire, "Impossible!"
 
Lynn Ahenaten looked at the soul-eating goat devil, Heim, "When I was a boatman, I once stood next to the ancient God of Death, and I heard about your secret!"
 
Lynn grinned, as if he had thought of something amusing, "Heim? Do you want to hear it?"
 
"Or? Should I address you as?"
 
 "Anke Pusuote, High Priest!"


By accident, Lu Zhiyu found the entrance to a low-dimensional world, and thus began a totally different journey!

Free to control everything in the low-dimensional game, Lu Zhiyu felt like a gamemaster, and even God.


As a writer I would like to have some interaction with my readers  and I can't think of a better way than the readers directly adding to the world where the story takes place. Below will be templates for you to create your own characters and a kingdom if you wish too. Please use the templates as it will allow me to copy and paste your creation into the word document I have dedicated to characters and kingdoms.(I will also leave an example template filled in from my other book to use as a reference below)

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Magical affinity? : Necromancer

Spells:  Shadow Teleportation, Summon skeleton.

Kingdom/Familia Affiliation: Dunehill Familia

Looks: Blonde hair, blue eyes, pale skin.

Personality:  Enemies:  Vengeful, Angry, Ruthless, Cutthroat
                     Friends: Loyal, Devoted, Understanding

Background: A 32 year old businessman transported to the current world, heir to the Dunehill family. Suffered from aggressive outbursts on Earth.

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Main Focus: To gain an army strong enough to take back his city form the Azure kingdom, will do whatever it takes to see the Azure kingdom burn.


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Rewrite of DanMachi: The rise of Death.

What if Bell wasn't the strongest person in Danmachi? What if there was a hidden talent that had to play down his abilities? What if he no longer wanted to remain in the shadows?

Jerome, known as "7" around the world was an internationally known mercenary that operated before the gods descended. He was slain by Ares and forced to reincarnate in the future.

 He was killed due to his distrust of the gods and the threat his magic would be to the world that they wanted to create.

What will happen when he  clashes with the Gods once more? Will one bow to the other or will they mutually ensure each others destruction?

In the bright and sunny afternoon of the day with cool breeze blowing the leaves of the grass and trees, theres a boy with an age about five to six years old seating in a gazebo of a courtyard drinking tea.

Behind him is a man wearing a butler uniform standing there like pillar not making any movements at all.

"So what happened after that?" Asked by the boy with an arrogant tone.

"Just like master has predicted, the assimilation began within an hour. The template slowly grew and I nourished it accordingly to your instruction. Bathe it in the essence of Blood Origin Orchid, feed it with the Sap of Elven World Tree and Marrow of the Mana Vien. I exposed it to the radiation of six elemental crystals and increasing its intensity accordingly as time passed. The template is having a bit problem adapting in the beginning, however the Blood Origin Orchid did its job just you guessed."

"Of course it will, I'm genius and probaly the best one in history." the boy said proudly.

"Yes you are master. And you have successfully assimilated with it after five years, it was done a few days ago. So I brought you out of your magic tower and made an arrangement in this village and await for you to awaken." 

"Well done, Dom."
"Thank you, master"
"With this I'll have a semi-perfect restarting line, a template with limitless potential as long as the foundation is perfectly laid." 
"However master, while the template has limitless potential it will be difficult to climb higher. Unlike those with bloodlines and talents that can rise quickly with the foundation created by their ancestor, you will likely have face difficulties. Besides that, we can't still find the final catlyst for breakthrough in late stages."

"Don't worry about that, like I said I'm the greatest genius ever live. About the catalyst, theres a plenty of time for it. Enough of that, tell the arrangements you made." 

"Yes master. During this five years I arrange a maid and a butler to pretend to be a couple and become a newly rising merchant using the toys you deemed useless as their product to gained wealth as a cover."
"What toy?" Questioned the boy.
"The golem construct that can cast basic magic."
"Ah... that one that consumes too many mana shard. Good job."

'Well for you its useless but to them its an advance war tech.' Thought by the butler.

"After that many nobles actually reach out to us for that useless toy, and seeing things getting complicated, I stage a fake accident that made it seem the couple died and the incomplete blueprint of the golem was stolen, leaving only the sole heir for their wealth which is you and the nobles left us alone and instead fighting each other to acquire the blueprints."

"What about my name?" 

"Its your same name master, I just added a third name and number."

"Oh! What is it?" The turned to his butler with high ecpectations.

With a proud smile the butler replied, 
"Darren Reeves Grimoire II." 

"..." 
The boy's face immediately darkenned.

"You useless butler!!! Grimoire? Really? does that sound strong and mighty to you?!! Can't even think the names such Draco, Hydra, or even Thanos!!!" Screamed angrily by the boy.

"But master I think we need to be low profile, and Grimoire is just sound right as you are the only one who reach a Magus level after a thousand years."

"Low profile your shit! Everyone thought I was dead anyway without doubt, and even it pains me so much to admit it, but I never had any lover during the forty years of my life and have no heir. And what Magus? That body of mine has reach it maximum potential to grow further after reaaching the first level of Magus, and just to inform you again Magus is not the end game level!!" 

As he berated his butler he wave his hand as tea pot and cups, chairs, and rocks came flying towards the butler hitting his face. But the latter let it be and did not even dodge. It couldn't hurt him anyway.

After a moment of outburst the boy calmed down.

"Forget that. How about the other arrangements?"

"Master, about master Luke family. We have been watching and supporting them in the shadows and his child is already six years old now. After master Luke died, his family moved here in the Creve village his hometown. As such we arranged to move here so it can save us some manpower guarding them."

The boy nodded as he thought about how he owe his life to that person. It wouln't happened if he had finished his preparations before the start counter offensive.

"The Five Idiots?" He asked in a playful tone, as if he pulled the greatest prank towards his friends.

"After a year of silence, they declared and made thier own territories independent from other kingdoms making it their own small forbidden lands. As they are at the apex of strength in this land no one dared to suppress or condemn them,  the other kingdoms ignore them giving their silent approval." 

"Hahaha those five finally realize that they don't need those titles and shi!ts. They can actually take it on their own." 

"Yes. They are still idolize by the people and have their support so no kings was fool enough to badmouth them, besides half of the alliance are in favor towards them." 

The boy Darren turned silent for a moment lost in his thoughts.

After a while he voice out his thoughts.
"Since everything is in place, its time to start a new journey as Darren Reeves Grimoire II. Prepare my studiy room, I'll need to schedule my time for my growth." 

The butler heed his command and left.
....
A month later in the morning of the day in the backyard of the Grimoire family villa.

Theres a boy wielding a wooden sword doing a basic hack and slash together stepping forward and backward.

This going on for few hours already before the sun has risen.

Sweat falls into the ground as he keep repeating the basics of the sword, looking carefully you will notice an ordinary looking bracelet in wrists and ankles. Theres also a plain accesorries in his neck and belt.

Althought seemingly ordinary this things are appeared to be, it has multiple enchantment onto them. Just like stamina by repeatedly draining and recovery it increases ones endurance, same towards mana and the enhancements on these things are constanly draining his mana until empty and repeat again as one recovers.

Besides the accessories theres a runic circle was drawn all over the ground that increases the gravity pull according to your strength, and crystals were hidden underneath the courtyard thats constanly produces pure mana.

By having all of this, a person can train his mana capacity, stamina, physical body, and mana quality.

Darren has been doing this already for a month, six days a week with one day of rest.
And with the preparation he made and food quality he eats he has gained strength and speed of Primary Apprentice swordsman which one normaly reached at the average age of twelve to fifteen years old.

This is terrifyng as a five year old boy has the strength of those trained young adult.
He continued his training until the clock reach eleven o'clock. 
He was about to head inside when he heard a voice.
"Hah! Your still doing the basics? Weak.. When i was your age I was already studying sword techniques."

He turned his head and saw a boy not much older than him was sitting on a tree branch in his courtyand.

"Who are you lad?" Darren asked.

"Your the lad!" Rebuke by the person in question.
"I'm older than you, I should be calling you lad. Besides I'm obviously stronger than you who are still training his basic sword technique." 

He continued proudly.
"I am Lock Orin! Son of Luke Orin one of the seven heroes! If you follow me and become my subbordinate I can teach you an advance sword technique to become a stronger swordsman!" 

"..."
'Like father like son' Darren commented in his mind as his lips twitch after knowing this child's name.

Theodore looked at his current set up and said "Can you guys give me a second while I look for more lights. While you're at it could guys send the clip from earlier around? Hey, shady can you entertain while I'm gone" 

Shady's hand bobbed up and down agreeing to follow his instructions.

"Here are some things you can use" Said Theodore as he placed a deck of cards in a glass cup, with a whiteboard and pen.

Theodore sat the whiteboard up and then threw the pen up and Shady caught the shadow of the pen causing the real pen to float as if it was grasped by something.

"Introducing Shady my magical assistant," Said Theodore as he stepped out of the spotlight.

Before leaving he put on music that set the scene for a magical evening. 
—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_
\\CHAT\\
[Sniff-It]: I for one am entertained to the highest degree
[RicherThanYou]: Can I have a shady???
[SteamyTurd37]: Am I late?!
[DarkLord]: Student greets master
[XxLost_ScopexX] Yo is this that shadow arm guy
—_—_—_—_—_—_
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Shady put the pen down on the of the coffee table and waved once again to reinstate a positive connection with the audience.

He picked the shadow of the pen up again as he wrote on the whiteboards shadow. The real pen moved on its own as it began to write.

P_L_E_A_S_E __ P_I_C_K __ A __ C_A_R_D
S_M_A_L_L_M_U_F_F_I_N


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\\CHAT\\
[SmallMuffin]: It's me!!!!!
[SteamyTurd37]: Holyshit!!!
[XxLost_ScopexX]: Dis be that demonic shit, right??
[SmallMuffin]: King of Diamonds
[SmallMuffin]: No, 3 of spades
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Shady gave a thumbs up to her answer. He then ran his fingers over the deck's shadow that sat in the glass cup. The glass cup rattled in response.

Shady's hand grabs a hold of the glass cups shadow and comes to a standstill.

The music volume was lowered and slowed to add a sense of anticipation. 

Shady quickly flung the cup into the air. The cards fly through the air and as he grabs a card shadow out of the 54 with just a pinching motion.

Cards were all over the place as one card floated in the air with it's back facing the camera. Shady turned the shadow of the card that he was holding and the real card turns with it showing the 3 of Spades.

Just when the chat was about to react and put it to words something else appeared.

When he turned the shadow of the card around it appeared to be not a solid black shadow. The cards shadow was cut like a template. 

The template was a perfect outline of a typical king of diamonds card. The chat went wild with compliments.

Shady not only found the card she changed it to but also used the same card to show her initial choice.

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\\CHAT\\
[SmallMuffin]: 😲😱🙌👏🙌👏
[SteamyTurd37]: Officially a fan 🤩🤩
[XxLost_ScopexX]: Shit, should I call my priest?🙏
[DarkLord]: And so the shadows rise!!!
[OtakuFPS]: Shut up weeb don't make this weird
[HypBot]: 👌👌👌
[TightZippy]: Umm should you really be the one to call someone a weeb
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Theodore walked back into the room with more lights. He moved the bookshelf out of the way so that there's more wall space. Then placed all the lights he just found it on the floor. 

"Shady is that enough space," Said Theodore as he spoke to the arm

Shady replied with a strong thumbs up. The audience was unaware of what was happening but they were eagerly waiting for their performance.

Shady flexed his arm before it fully curled back and reached into the darkness. He began to pull something from the darkness. 

Chat could see that Shady was struggling with something before they saw the rest of Shady's body pop out from the shadow.

Shady tripped and ran into the shadow of the Coffee table. He quickly pulled up his foot and hopped around while tending to his now stubbed toe.

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\\CHAT\\
[SmallMuffin]: 😂😂😂
[RicherThanYou]: Where can I buy a Shady
[KickAbout]: This is some quality entertainment 
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"Geez, Shady watch your step," Said Theodore as he removed the coffee table.

When Theodore was removing the coffee table, Chat had made another discovery that really sold the act. 

Theodore's shadow was none existing. They initially thought that Shady might just be a projection but with this discovery what are they supposed to believe.

Chat was continually being spammed with "Magic Is Real". 

"Hmm looks like everything is ready. Hey Shady you good, " Asked Theodore 

Shady nodded while stretching his body properly.

"If you haven't caught on yet I'm a magician. This is a one of kind form of magic, which I call Silhouette's" Said, Theodore

A sweet piano song began to play In the background as Theodore pulled out some plain white paper. He began to fold and twist the paper into an origami tree.

He placed the paper tree close to the light which caused a large shadow of the small paper tree to appear on the wall. 

He made three more origami trees and placed them in front of the lights. Shady was now surrounded by towering tree's.  

Shady walked up to the tree and reached into the trees leaves before retrieving a round object. He brought the round object to his mouth and bit into it

Theodore was unable to interact with the tree as he has no shadow. He looked down at his tummy and rubbed it to signify that he was hungry.

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\\CHAT\\
[BigBrain220]: Sup Chat 
[BluesMan]: Is he gonna do what I think he's gonna do??
[LadyLuck]: Low-key hot dad🔥 😍
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Theodore pulled out a big circular ring. He held it from the top with his left hand, side on next to the trees. Rolling his right shoulder back and forth. 

He began to take deep breaths to psych himself up *Huff, Puff, Huff, Puff* 

Shady leaned against one of the tree's and just watched while biting into the tree's fruits.

Theodore looked at the ring in his hand and quickly punched through it. Nothing happens he punched again and still nothing he kept on punching but still nothing.

Just when he was getting tired he lazily reached through expecting the same result but Chat saw an obvious change.

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\\CHAT\\
[OtakuFPS]: He's entered the Shadow realm!!!
[SteamyTurd37]: 😱😱😱
[RicherThanYou]: 🙌👏🙌👏🙌👏
[LadyLuck]: Magic has never been hotter 🔥 🔥 😍💞
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Theodore looked over the ring and saw his arm had turned into a shadow. He reached into the leaves and retrieved a fruit. 

Pulling his right arm out of the ring he found himself holding a red apple. Theodore smiled like a child and bit into it with pleasure.

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\\CHAT\\
[BigBrain220]: Nah bro this is straight Voodoo shit😖
[SmallMuffin]: 😱
[Sniff-It]: How???
[BluesMan]: I fucking called it!!
[XxLost_ScopexX]: Somone explain, how??!!
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He walked up to the other trees and did the same thing again. He now had an orange, banana and a pear.

Theodore and Shady stood side by side enjoying their fruits before an Idea popped into Theodore's head.

He pulled out more paper from out of nowhere and signalled to Shady to pay attention. Theodore folded an origami bird and passed it through the ring. 

Shady took the origami bird into his hands and shook his head. Theodore didn't quite understand and just looked at him confusedly. 

Shady showed him what's wrong by throwing it into the air where it floated for a bit and just fell to the floor. Shady picked it back up and threw it through the ring.

Theodore picked up the origami bird and flapped it wings not understanding why it didn't work.

He figures something out as he made a dozen origami birds and threw them in the air where they proceeded to disappear.

Shady looked around trying to find the birds before Theodore put his lips together and whistled a soulful tune. 

As if answering to his call flock shadow birds come flying out from the darkness and dance above Shady.
Shady clapped his hands like a child.

Theodore continued to whistle held the ring up above his head and instructed the birds. The birds flew into the ring and one by one turned into beautiful pure white doves.

A dozen doves turned from paper to shadow and then to dove's what else could be said but magical and majestic.

Shady stepped behind Theodore and trees disappear. Theodore then bowed to cue that his performances had come to an end.

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\\CHAT\\
[SmallMuffin]: Amazing!!!😍💞
[OtakuFPS]: 🤩🤩🤩
[Sniff-It]: 💯👌
[BluesMan]: Sick as fuck 🤯
[RicherThanYou]:💞💞💞
[KickAbout]: Can I book you??
[SteamyTurd37]:👍👌
[DarkLord]:🙌👏🙌👏🙌👏
[XxLost_ScopexX];😎🤯
[TightZippy]: Do you do birthday parties??
[LadyLuck]: Fuck me, daddy🔥  💞😍 🍆 👌
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"Thank you, everyone, for watching. I hope I didn't disappoint. Thanks to everyone who donated I'm really shocked for words seeing this many zeros. So once again thank you for helping me earn $2,216. To all those who came late, you can rewatch it on my page. Thank you, I'll try stream tomorrow maybe even do a vlog. Bye everyone" Said, Theodore sincerely

A reincarnated man becomes Father after waking from his supposed death.

After a year of being the rare stay at home dad for over year, his wife leaves him and their daughter for her material goal.

With no money, he desperately needs away to make money.

"I'll just be a streamer"

*Ding*

1987, an old manor on the outskirts of England Wiltshire.
This manor occupies a huge area and is filled with an old, gloomy atmosphere. If there were some daring people, maybe you still want to go in and find out if there is anything strange there. However, ordinary people do not have the opportunity to enter this manor. Because this is the manor of a wizard, their spells placed around it making ordinary people unable to enter the manor of the wizard. The owner of the manor is Lucius Malfoy, a former Death Eater.
"It's finally over." Closing the book, Draco Malfoy sat in the chair while heavily sighing. The continuous high-intensity reading was still too difficult for an eight-year-old body. There were a few large characters on the cover of the book – "One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi" by Phyllinda Spore.
"Unconsciously, it's been eight years since I came to this world." Draco looked at the floor's mirror in Study, looking at his platinum gold hair and his tiny body was still giving birth to an unreal emotion. He actually passed through to the Harry Potter world. He had only saved a primary school student and passed through after having crashed into the car. It was the Harry Potter World, and the person who reincarnated into it was one of the main supporting characters, Draco Malfoy.
As a novel and movie fan, he had been familiar with the development of the original work and felt very sorry for the Malfoy in the original work. "Good family and handsome looks, but they are all low-level villains. " But this was just his previous view. After crossing over, he will naturally do what he wishes but only to the extent of not changing the main events from the timeline. Since his reincarnation, he had not changed history's progression, wasn't this a good opportunity?
"It seems that the benefits of crossing over are only this." Looking at the piles of books in the Study, Draco showed a satisfied smile.
"What is the degree of cheat in the promotion of eidetic memory and understanding ability?" Draco couldn't help but think.
Since he wanted to change his life's trajectory, strength is naturally the most important thing. If he has the same strength as Voldemort, and didn't flout the law, with his handsome looks and family, it was a standard life winner's template.
He has the body of an 8-year old but the soul of an adult. Draco was naturally not as active (i.e. physically active) as a child. On the contrary, as a well-educated person, Malfoy understands the profound truth: "Knowledge is Power."
Without a good theoretical foundation, all future magic and plans are imaginary. If Tom Riddle was not led to Hogwarts by Dumbledore, he would at most have been a normal Dark Wizard and the Dark Lord. Draco, who already understood this point, naturally would not miss the rare free time to enhance his foundation and knowledge that came with his age. For the time being, he couldn't effectively control his spell. These times were naturally used to learn basic magic knowledge/theory and other basic subjects such as Herbology, The Standard Book of Spells, etc. are the things that must be learned.
"In my last life, I was a study addict. It seems my addiction to being a study addict has also crossed over to this life." Since having determined his goals, Draco began to struggle and work towards it, and in the process, he was surprised to find his memory had been enhanced. His memory ability had improved by a grade compared to his past life. Maybe it can also be attributed to the crossing.
"Knock Knock Knock" came from the door.
"Young Master, Master has requested your presence." The voice of Steward came from outside the door.
"Okay, I'll be there." After the book was put back in place, Draco opened the door and, after turning a few corners, came to Lucius Malfoy's Study.
"Father, what are you looking for?" After Draco recognized the reality of his reincarnation, he decided to seriously play the role of being Lucius' son. It was impossible to have such a cheap old man, and although he is a villain in the original work, he is still quite good to his family.
"I am just looking for an opportunity to teach him the method of leading a team/group. Voldemort's group can't follow suit. In the original work, if Narcissa hadn't saved Harry's life, assuming that the Dark Lord still lost, maybe this family would have entered Azkaban. Can I count on my father?" Looking at Lucius, Draco's thoughts could not help but spread.
"How is the progress of your study?" Lucius stood by the window, the sunlight outside the window made Lucius's face look pale, his pointed face also looked more gloomy. But the concern in his tone couldn't be faked.
Unlike normal children of the same age, Draco was silent from infancy. Basically, he didn't cry or make trouble. When he grew up he rarely talked. Some of the servants spread rumors that he was deaf and mute: "It looks like the young Master is dumb, he can't do any spells and can't read, he's equivalent to a squib." This made the pureblood and proud family head Lucius to fly into a rage, and deal with those few servants. But he couldn't help but have doubts: "My child is too abnormal, he won't be a squib." He hoped at least.
As a result, when Lucius personally taught Draco, he found that his child was a hundred percent genius. He did not mention his daily studies and antisocial behavior. He had a very strong interest in magic, and his learning progress was even faster. He could even consciously control his magic power. One time Lucius gave his wand to Draco to try and teach him simple spells. The result, Draco used the spell successfully. The initial silence and suspicion of being a squib naturally turned into him not demonstrating his innate talent.
Which parent does not wish for one's child to be a dragon among men? Plus Draco��s enthusiasm for magic was even greater than Lucius himself. Lucius as a result naturally had high expectations for Draco.
"Everything is normal, father. My knowledge reserve should have reached the level of the school's Third Year," Draco answered.
"Good, it is suitable and matches the status of being the heir of the Malfoy House." Lucius was very satisfied. His pale face could not help but show a little smile.
"Tomorrow the Parkinson Family people will come to our house as guests. I heard that there is a girl of your age, how are you, are you interested?" Lucius rarely said a little joke to Draco. Maybe Draco's innate talent shown is too good, and the effect of Lucius's pleasant mood had even weakened his gloomy temperament. The Malfoy's tradition of intermarriage with other pureblood houses also shows that Lucius's sentence is not entirely a joke.
"Hahaha." Draco just gently replied. His heart began to surge: "Parkinson? Pansy? How can I get along with her?"

A person from earth is reincarnated as Draco Malfoy. Armed with future knowledge, he tries to defeat all obstacles while protecting his family, fighting Voldemort and figuring out how to deal with teenage girls.

Disclaimer!: All rights belong to the author, nothing belongs to me. I am just translating this for fun. If they wish for me to take it down, then they may contact me and ask for me to do so.

Zhang Tie faintly felt that the surrounding environment had suddenly changed as if he instantly exited a tunnel while on a train. At the same time, Zhang Tie also felt warmer. He could smell a much fresher air, a smell akin to the park after it rained. Zhang Tie couldn’t help but open his eyes. When he did, he was really shocked with his mouth opened widely, saliva dripping. 

What was presented in front of Zhang Tie was a square, broad, and empty land. Standing in the middle of the piece of land, Zhang Tie noticed that this land was several times larger than the Seventh National Male Middle School. He roughly measured the length and width of the land with his eyes and found that they were both at least 700m. It felt extremely open; there were only a few things left on the land. It seemed like a barren land with only one bulge at the center of the land. There was also a small tree as tall as a person not far away from Zhang Tie.

With great curiosity, Zhang Tie looked at the small tree.

It was growing well with its spreading branches and luxuriant foliage. Each leaf seemed as if it was flowing with a special brilliance, which made the tree very conspicuous. What amazed Zhang Tie was that the leaves were in various shapes and colors, making each leaf distinct from one another. How weird! However, Zhang Tie also felt strangely harmonious with the leaves of varying shapes hanging on the tree. The tree was neither made of gold nor wood; it was a material that nobody knew of. 

Colorful fog swirled above the tree in ever changing shapes. Staring at the tree for a while, Zhang Tie naturally felt a sense of tranquility and peace.

What he had earlier seen in the crystal egg several hours ago was fully present in front of his eyes — the strange tree and the colorful fog… 

“Am I dreaming?”

Looking at himself, he was wearing the same clothes he wore before going to bed — he only wore shorts. Even his posture in bed was unchanged. Zhang Tie pinched his !@#$% and realized that he was not dreaming, thus he got up and stood on his bare feet. Where he sat was just ten steps away from the tree. He moved towards it and circled it twice. He didn’t know why, but he felt a sense of familiarity with the tree. He felt that he and the tree shared a blood-tie.

Being a relative to a strange tree, Zhang Tie was almost driven mad.

Circling it for quite some time, he couldn’t figure it out. He only felt that there was something strange about those colorful leaves. Thus, Zhang Tie decided to further explore the land. As the soil was fine and smooth with a proper temperature and contained no impurities, Zhang Tie felt like he was standing on soft and wet sand, so he began to run in his bare feet. Although the area only covered slightly more than 0.5 km2 and was limited in space, it was still enough for Zhang Tie to make a dash. He explored the surrounding environment and the edge of this space. He could see the rolling colorful fog from far away. There was a strange elasticity that pulled Zhang Tie back from the barrier; therefore, he was never able to break through it. More than 300m away from the small tree, Zhang Tie found a black deep mire that was larger than 200m2. The mire was as black as ink, and it was still bubbling; however, there was no smell, which gave Zhang Tie goosebumps. After looking around, Zhang Tie found no other living being within this space besides himself, not even a single ant. 

“Anybody here? Where am I?”...

“Can anyone tell me where I am?”...

“Anybody here?”...

Zhang Tie shouted yet got no reply, not even an echo. He spent another ten minutes to look around and finally ascertained that he really was the only living being here.

Therefore, Zhang Tie decided to start from the tree.

Circling the tree for a while, he felt increasingly intimate with it. Zhang Tie couldn’t help but touch the small tree that had splendid leaves. Touching it, Zhang Tie abruptly saw a semi-transparent pale blue dialog box that had a line in it and was startled.

——Manjusaka Karma Fruit Tree

——The tree feels that energy is leaking from your body. With the leaking energy, you can produce Leakless Fruit. Do you want to produce it?

——Yes … No

There were two options below which Zhang Tie had never seen before. He was really stunned when he saw this. Moving his hands away, the dialog box disappeared; putting his hands on it, the dialog box re-appeared. He repeated this for many times and got the same response. Although he didn’t know what it was, he knew that it was definitely a great thing...


Although Zhang Tie didn’t know what energy was escaping from his body, he considered that the choice would do him no harm, thus he stretched out his hand and selected “Yes”. It was a strange feeling. Although there was nothing in front of Zhang Tie, when he pressed the option, he felt like he really pressed something ——

——Leakless Fruit in production, 168 hours away from maturation!

——Space management system template of Manjusaka Karma Fruit Tree is established!

——Please name It. Attention, the name is permanent!

——Space name:———————— （followed by a line of sparkling spots）

The moment the old dialog box disappeared, a new one appeared. Seeing the line of sparkling dots behind the name of the space, Zhang Tie was stunned for a while. He then figured it out and replied — Castle of Black Iron! 

After That, the four words appeared on the sparkling light spots. This also shocked Zhang Tie.

——Name of space: Castle of Black Iron!

——Enter … Back

Zhang Tie pressed the “Enter” button. Then, the old dialog box disappeared and a new one appeared.

——What do you want the system to call you?

——Your Name:————————（followed by a line of sparkling light spots）

Zhang Tie then naturally knew what to do next. After a while, he figured that nobody would even know. Even though he was a little arrogant, no matter what, he was not afraid of being called sick; therefore, he set his name — Handsome and Magnificent Castle Lord!

“It should be ok, nobody would know!” Zhang Tie thought to himself faintly. Finally, he made a decision and pressed “Enter”...

——Castle of Black Iron and the Lord of Castle of Black Iron confirmed!

——Preliminary management system template of Castle of Black Iron has been established!

When the dialog box disappeared, Zhang Tie’s eyes turned bright once again. A semi-transparent pale blue icon, marked with a small tree in the center and “Castle of Black Iron” below the small tree, appeared in the upper left corner of Zhang Tie’s vision and started to sparkle. Becoming braver and braver, Zhang Tie touched the icon with his hand, and as a result, the icon instantly expanded in front of Zhang Tie while several lines of words appeared on the branch of the tree and became a tree-like menu.

There were four options inside: 

——Basic Attributes of the Castle of Black Iron

——Space and Topographic Creation

——Living Beings and Species Management

——Produce Special Seeds and Fruits of Manjusaka Karma Fruit Tree 

Zhang Tie touched the first item, “Basic Attributes of the Castle of Black Iron”, which was between the root and the branch of the functional tree. All of a sudden, a new data window opened.

Castle of Black Iron

——Length: 1 Krosa (a length unit in ancient India)

——Width: 1 Krosa

——Aura Value: 0

——Merit Value: 0

——Basic Energy Storage：0

——Special Output: Void

“Length unit 1 Krosa? What’s that? How long does that mean?” Zhang Tie only heard about millimeter, centimeter, decimeter, meter, kilometer, sound second, and light second. However, what’s “krosa”? “I’ve never heard about that!” Zhang Tie looked at the other basic attributes and heaved a deep sigh.

It was completely empty. Although it had poor data, Zhang Tie became vigorous as he felt like starting from scratch. Even though he couldn’t understand the content, he continued to touch another button — “Space and Topography Creation”. Unexpectedly, the following words appeared in front of Zhang Tie:

——As the three storage values of Castle of Black Iron are 0, the Space and Topographic Creation Function is not available!

Touching another option, “Living Beings and Species Management”, a new window opened.

——Carbon Based Living Beings and Species Management

——Silicon Based Living Beings and Species Management

——Sulfur Based Living Beings and Species Management

——Other Living Beings and Species Management

This time, besides the first option, “Carbon Based Living Beings and Species Management” was available, while the other options were all gray. When Zhang Tie pressed the first button, a dialog box containing two messages jumped out.

——Input systematic resources into a biological population or an organism. You can help this living being mutate and evolve in an unprecedented way.

——The system has detected carbon based microorganisms on you, the Handsome and Magnificent Castle Lord. When you entered the Castle of Black Iron, the Microorganisms System of the Castle of Black Iron started.

After the dialog box disappeared automatically, three new options appeared.

Among the three sub-options of animals, plants, and microorganisms, only the option “microorganisms” was activated and available.

Therefore, Zhang Tie touched the option of microorganisms. 

Zhang  Tie then saw the microorganisms that he “carried” into the Castle of Black Iron under the option of “Microorganism”. They were bacteria and microzyme. Everybody, more or less, carried bacteria. Some were good, while some were bad. The microzyme might have come from the rice brew at home. He remembered having drunk three bowls of rice brews downstairs just now. Some of the rice brew might have spilled onto his clothes and followed him into the Castle of Black Iron. 

He touched the option “Microzyme”, which enlarged and looked like a drop before another new picture appeared.

To the left of the icon of “Microzyme” was a red cross. Under the icon, the system showed three sliders that were similar to schedule bars and respectively corresponded to the three basic attributes: aura value, merit value, and basic energy.

As it did not seem that complex, Zhang Tie simply glanced at it and understood their uses. The three sliders seemed to represent that you agree to input systematic resources into these living beings. Once you have decided to do that, the selected living beings or species would mutate and evolve to a certain degree.

Zhang Tie touched the other red cross beside the icon “Microzyme”!

—— Will you, the Handsome and Magnificent Castle Owner, kill these living beings using the rules of the space? Attention! Once it has killed, it will never revive.

——Yes… Cancel...

Zhang Tie was startled and hurriedly touched the “Cancel” option and decided to use this function as little as possible.

It seemed very interesting. Closing this window, Zhang Tie tried again and found the function “Produce Special Seeds and Fruits of Manjusaka Karma Fruit Tree” was not available yet.

The Castle of Black Iron seemed to be full of secrets. When Zhang Tie was prepared to further study it, a dialog box appeared in front of him:

—— The system has detected that you, the Handsome and Magnificent Castle Owner, is already exhausted, both spiritually and physically. All functions are in negative conditions. As the aura value of the system is zero, it cannot provide a good environment for you to recover. It’s suggested that you, the Handsome and Magnificent Castle Lord, leave the Castle of Black Iron and return after you have recovered. 

Meanwhile, the “door” in his consciousness also sent a slight wave to indicate that once Zhang Tie would like to leave, he just had to lock the “door” in his mind and think to himself, “Return”...

After that, Zhang Tie felt very sleepy. It was a really energy-consuming day He made a deep yawn, and after thinking for a while, he held back his desire to continue exploring. He locked the door in his mind and thought to himself, “Return”. He felt that feeling of traversing a tunnel once more. Zhang Tie’s eyes opened widely, as he didn’t know how he was out of there. He only felt that the door in his mind shook, and then he found himself standing on his bed and everything around him had instantly changed. What had happened just now seemed as if it came from nothing. It felt like a photographer pulled a line on the wall behind him to change the background when taking a picture of a family. 

That was mother!@#$ing amazing!

Without recalling what had happened just now, Zhang Tie felt really sleepy and fell asleep instantly...



After the Catastrophe, every rule in the world was rewritten.
In the Age of Black Iron, steel, iron, steam engines and fighting force became the crux in which human beings depended on to survive.
A commoner boy by the name Zhang Tie was selected by the gods of fortune and was gifted a small tree which could constantly produce various marvelous fruits. At the same time, Zhang Tie was thrown into the flames of war, a three-hundred-year war between humans and demons on the vacant continent. Using crystals to tap into the potentials of the human body, one must cultivate to become stronger.
The thrilling legends of mysterious clans, secrets of Oriental fantasies, numerous treasures and legacies in the underground world — All in the Castle of Black Iron!
Written by Drunk Tiger, this novel is a prime example of fantasy steampunk. Let us journey through the world of limitless possibilities and inventions together!
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**Warning: This novel contains mature content**


 Apart from the four already finalized foundational creatures, there were still six blank creature templates for Wei Xiao Bei to use. This was more than enough.
 As his thoughts started to branch out, the silhouette of a wolf quickly appeared on a blank creature template in his mind.
 Indeed, this was the form of the Giant Wolves.
 The Life Altar had devoured the corpses of the Giant Wolves and could use those as the foundations of the template. Also, due to the Life Altar's [Gene Assimilation], a clearer and more detailed image of the wolf appeared in Wei Xiao Bei's mind.
 This was very important, as [Gene Assimilation] was undoubtedly an enhanced version of the Life Altar's original skills.
 With the aid of this skill, the template of the fifth foundational creature was quickly finalized.
 Wei Xiao Bei then chose the Flame Giant for the sixth foundational creature template. A Three-Star Terror Creature was more than qualified to serve as a foundational creature template.
 At any rate, there were still plenty of blank templates. If the templates were all occupied, Wei Xiao Bei could simply get rid of some of the existing ones.
 He extended his left hand and flesh threads shot forward, forming into two balls. One was one meter in diameter, while the other was one and a half meters.
 Judging from the size of the balls alone, the Flame Giant and the Giant Wolf were indeed fairly powerful monsters.
 The balls of flesh split open. A small wolf and a miniature Flame Giant climbed out from within and started chewing at their meat shells.
 What happened next caused Wei Xiao Bei's to go wide with astonishment.
 The small wolf and the miniature giant started rapidly growing in size after eating the balls of meat. 
 The wolf grew to two meters in height, while the Flame Giant grew to three meters.
 There was no doubt about it. These two foundational creatures were much stronger as compared to the other foundational creatures.
 This was due to the Life Altar's evolution. The improvement of the Altar had increased the natural strength of the foundational creatures.
 Of course, compared to their original forms, these foundational creatures were still far too weak.
 Wei Xiao Bei examined the status panels of these two creatures. Their attributes weren't particularly extraordinary, standing at an average of 2 points above the previous foundational creatures. The small wolf was One-Star Elite, while the miniature Flame Giant was a Two-Star. They were both much stronger than the One-Star High-Temperature Bird.
 Moreover, the wolf naturally possessed the ability of stealth, while the Flame Giant possessed the ability to manipulate fire.
 Of course, compared to the actual Giant Wolves and Flame Giants, the unique skills possessed by these foundational creatures were far weaker.
 The small wolf was named Shadewolf, while the miniature Flame Giant was named Fire Giant. The names were simple and reflected their unique abilities.
 However, trouble immediately started. The Shadewolf and the Fire Giant suddenly started fighting amongst themselves. Even Wei Xiao Bei couldn't keep them apart from each other. The Shadewolf and Fire Giant remained hostile.
 This was something that Wei Xiao Bei had never expected.
 If someone were to suggest that the hatred between the Giant Wolves and Flame Giants would have been inherited by their foundational creatures, he would have laughed it off as a joke.
 However, the situation remained the same no matter what he tried. The few additional Shadewolves and Fire Giants he cultivated still viewed each other as enemies. Wei Xiao Bei had no choice but to keep them completely separate. Otherwise, they would break out into a fight whenever they got too close.
Wei Xiao Bei then did [Enhanced Modulation] on the Shadewolf and the Fire Giant.
 He didn't dare to make too many modifications as he didn't have a lot of evolution points at the moment. He simply increased their size and strengthened their muscles slightly. The Shadewolf went to four meters, while the Fire Giant went to nine.
 For this purpose, Wei Xiao Bei had to exhaust 1500 evolution points. There was no doubt that the cost of using [Enhanced Modulation] on the Shadewolf and the Fire Giant far outweighed the cost of doing so to the Digging Pig.
 Thus, the Shadewolf and the Fire Giant were both raised to Two-Star Elite.
 After finalizing the changes to these two foundational creatures, Wei Xiao Bei then used [Enhanced Modulation] on all the previous foundational creatures as well, spending another 3000 points to do so.
 At this point, all of Wei Xiao Bei's foundational creatures were at Two-Star Elite, leaving only the Weakling Pig at Two-Star.
 This Weakling Pig was simply too much of a point-guzzler.
 Over 2000 evolution points had been spent on the Weakling Pig alone.
 Thus, Wei Xiao Bei's reserves of points fell harshly. He now only had 382 points.
 At this point, he felt like the evolution points were truly not sufficient for all his uses.
 He reached out with his left hand!
 Flesh threads came spewing forth from the opening!
 In just a few seconds, ten palm-sized flesh balls had formed.
 Twenty seconds later, all the balls split apart as small pigs the size of a finger-joint emerged from within. The pigs then jumped on the balls of flesh and started devouring them.
 These Weakling Pigs looked the same as the appearance that Wei Xiao Bei had finalized in his mind.
 Even after devouring the balls, the Weakling Pigs did not grow in size. Instead, their bodies turned more sturdy and muscular.
 The Weakling Pigs had undergone a tremendous change after the [Enhanced Modulation].
 Firstly, their size shrank. Wings had also grown on their backs. Their life force had also been greatly improved.
 These Weakling Pigs had no combat prowess to speak of, yet was still rated at Two-Star. This was a testament to their tremendous life force. These Weakling Pigs would not need to eat for another month after this meal.
 Moreover, their unique [Weakling] skill had been further improved. They would easily be overlooked even if they were placed right in front of an enemy.
 "Go! "
 Wei Xiao Bei gave his orders through the telepathic connection.
 The ten Weakling Pigs scattered in the blink of an eye. They each chose a direction and flew forward with their wings, vanishing from Wei Xiao Bei's sight after ten meters.
 Though Wei Xiao Bei could confirm the positions of the Weakling Pigs through their telepathic connection, he could only catch the silhouettes of the Weakling Pigs within twenty meters of his [Response Search]. Any further and the skill would be affected by [Weakling], making it impossible to discover the pigs.
 There was no denying that the Weakling Pigs were exceptional at hiding themselves. There was nothing more suitable for scouting and tracking enemies.
 Wei Xiao Bei could then use his telepathic connection to observe the Weakling Pig's surroundings and grasp the situation of remote locations.
 The Weakling Pigs' flight speed was slightly higher than the High-Temperature Birds. The only problem was their size that caused them to be easily blown astray under strong wind conditions.
 Of course, these were only small nuisances.
 Once the Weakling Pigs had put some distance between themselves and Wei Xiao Bei, the situation of their surroundings streamed into his mind.
 Approximately three dozen Flame Giants were heading toward the World Tree, twelve kilometers to the east. Fifty Flame Giants were marching forward eight kilometers south. A hundred and thirty-four Frost Giants were traveling nine kilometers to the north.
 Information from even further away had yet to be fed back to Wei Xiao Bei due to the speed of the Weakling Pig.
 Given the current circumstances, it seemed as if many giants were appearing around the World Tree.
 Were the giants preparing for something? An all-out offensive?
 Soon, these giants heading toward the World Tree were ambushed and attacked.
 Giant Wolves, Giant Pythons and even more docile reindeers appeared in their paths, attacking them relentlessly.
 Wei Xiao Bei, who had kept his [Electromagnetic Field] activated all this while, could feel an intense wave sweep across his entire body. An intense impulse rose in his heart, causing him to develop a passionate hatred toward the giant, so much so that he wanted to kill them with his own hands.
 However, [Indomitable Spirit] activated. The combat records showed that [Indomitable Spirit] had only eliminated part of the effects. Wei Xiao Bei still had a faint impulse within him to kill the giants.
 Wei Xiao Bei's eyes turned toward the towering World Tree. That wave had come from the tree.
 Even all ten of the Weakling Pigs had felt that wave.
 If that was the case, then the range of the wave was fairly large.
 According to his estimations, the wave probably enveloped the entire area beneath the World Tree's canopy.
 Disregarding everything else, just this range and this power to affect the depths of the heart was only possible by something at the World Tree's level.
 In the end, the multiple battles seemed to have attracted the attention of the Einherjars, for they started moving out as well. The Weakling Pigs alone picked up over a dozen armies of Einherjars, some with only a hundred soldiers, others with over a thousand.
 These armies allowed the slowly losing World Tree to push the situation back to a stalemate.
 Wei Xiao Bei couldn't help but be glad to see this happen.
 A large battle like this was always good news for him.
 He was alone, after all. Regardless of whether it was the giants or the World Tree's forces under attack, the battles meant that he had the chance to muddy the waters and profit greatly.
 This was particularly crucial now that his reserves of evolution points had dried up and was in dire need of replenishment!
 Wei Xiao Bei quickly started getting to work as the war raged on.
 He extended his left hand and ten balls of flesh were created. Each one of them was three meters in diameter. 
 This move immediately exhausted 2000 pieces of flesh from the Life Altar's flesh reserves.
 A ball of this size took long to cultivate.
 After an entire minute, the balls of flesh split open and ten Digging Pigs emerged. They grew to seven meters in height after feasting on their shells.
 Wei Xiao Bei continued to spew out more flesh threads and cultivate even more Digging Pigs. By the time the flesh reserves were empty, there were over fifty Digging Pigs before him.
 This wasn't the end of it yet. The corpse of the Flame Giant in his storage bracelet was also absorbed and another fifteen Digging Pigs were created.
 The appearance of the Digging Pigs was now somewhat different than before.


One day, Wei Xiao Bei gets dragged into The Dust World, a post-apocalyptic world ruled by monsters from myths, legends, games, etc. He also gains the power to travel between it and the real world, as well as the power called the 'Status Panel'. With this power, he chooses to strengthen himself to explore the vast mysteries and terror of the other world. What mysteries await him? What is The Dust World?
Author's Synopsis:
What the hell is this? What the hell happened here?
How did my room become so ruined after a single night?
The floor and table were covered in dust, his new poster of Zhang Liang Ying that had just been posted on the wall a few days ago had already become yellow and tattered all over. Even Zhang Liang Ying’s beautiful face became monstrous as if an old devil was looking at him with a terrifying smile.
The walls were covered by a mist of cobwebs and the fruits placed on top of the coffee table were withered and rotted to the point that the mold on them had turned black. The fruits below even seemed to have turned into mush. The aluminium framed window that the landlord had just installed not that long ago was now covered in a layer of white ash and the glass was filled with cracks and covered in dust.
The computer beside his bed was also covered by cobwebs and was accompanied by an empty water glass with a withered worm inside of it.
Dust filled the air making Wei Xiao Bei choke as he tried to breathe.
Everything seemed to be ash gray without any light as if looking at television static.
After just one night, it seemed like everything in the room had aged for centuries or even millennia.
Mother… is this a dream?
This must be a dream!

When our protagonist woke up in the cave, he was angry and confused. Angry about how his life almost ended in the reality he was just in and confused on how this new reality came to be.

'If this just a dream, how come it feels so real?', he thought to himself.

His jaw still hurt and he still could not open it. He pried it open with the waterskin just enough to quench his thirst and then called out his inventory.

Looking through the inventory for any medicine the dead men might have carried with them he found there were several different kind of bottles on them. Checking them one by one he found most of them contained some alcohol.

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Item name: Alcoholic beverage
Quality: Low
Alcohol volume: 55%
Special effects:  Gets you drunk.

Description: Alcohol made from distilling an unknown fruit.
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This was basically the template for all of them. The only difference between them was the alcohol percentage.

There in his findings were also two different kind of poisons.
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Item name: Unknown poison potion
Quality: Low
Special effects: Gets you dead.

Description: Poison made from an unknown creature.
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One was made from an animal and one was made from a plant with a minor difference being the potency which he was not going to try out on himself.
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Item name: Unknown poison potion
Quality: Low
Special effects: Gets you dead fast.

Description: Poison made from an unknown plant.
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Finally he found something he could use, and it was stacked. He has 12 pieces of the same potion the system determined to me some kind of medicine.

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Item name: Unknown medicine potion
Quality: Low
Special effects: Unknown healing properties and side effects.

Description: Low quality medicine potion with a high amount of residue.
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The unknown part worried him but his jaw was killing him so he took one out of the inventory and drank it.  The pain lessened in a few minutes, and the swelling seemed to subside a bit.

Opening up the inventory again to take out another one was when he noticed a change.

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Item name: Low quality healing potion
Quality: Low
Special effects: Reduces pain and swelling. Side effects from the residual components include flatulence and diarrhea.

Description: Low quality medicine potion with a high amount of residue.
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Even as he was taking it out from the inventory, he started to feel his stomach bloat up. He rushed down to the bottom of the cave and into the woods before he could not hold it anymore. He was about to pull down his pants but he did not succeed in doing so when his an*s made a roar of an enraged dragon and he could feel wetness on the back of his legs dripping down. As the foul smell spread he walked down the hill to the waterfall.

Luckily he could clean his pants and armour by just putting them into his inventory and the waterfall would take care of the rest.

'If I find a town, I can open an express laundry service.', he thought to himself as he scrubbed down the backside of his legs.

Just when he was about to finish his gut started rumbling again.

Running into the woods from the waterfall he held himself on a tree as his insides spewed out from him like he was a spray can.

Taking another bottle of the potion and downing it he awaited round three. The stench was unbearable, and the situation was comical. A boy holding on to a tree with his backside exposed waiting to spray his feces into the woods.

The swelling went down a bit more and pain was almost gone by the time he farted a couple more times. Still having 10 more of these potions he took another one since he wanted to get this ordeal over and done with.

After an hour he could open his mouth normally and his guts have been still for quite a while. He walked back to the waterfall and cleaned himself off.  As he took out the underclothing to dry himself off and returned them to his inventory, he let out a sigh of relief.

Suddenly his stomach grumbled from the emptiness. Sitting down he took out the dry meat and some hard bread which he was having trouble bitting into so he decided it was too hard to eat. Then he went back and moistened it under the waterfall and ate with relish. It was not delicious by any means but he would have to make due for now.

"I can finally eat and talk!",  a voice was heard in the woods and on his face it showed a smile of satisfaction.

"I guess I should upgrade my shelter while there is still light outside!", he said before he stood up and went back uphill to the cave.

On his way he opened up his inventory and took out a battleaxe. It was meant of hacking down people but it was suitable for chopping down trees as well, he thought . It soon turned out it might be suitable for someone else not for this 12-year-old malnourished body of his. He could hardly lift it, not to mention swing it hard enough to make even a dent into the tree he wanted to chop.

He sighed and put it back into his inventory before he took out a dagger and used it on some smaller young trees the thickness of his two to three fingers.

Suddenly a message popped up.

Lumberjack skill unlocked.
Lumberjack skill LVL. 1 acquired.
Bonus Strength +1

He continued felling small trees and he could notice a big difference in the speed he cut them. After about 10 trees he again got a pop-up message.

Lumberjack skill LVL. 2 acquired.

There was no bonus this time which left him a bit disappointed.

He continued for about twenty more but he noticed that for some reason it was getting harder and harder to cut them.

He put the dagger back into his inventory and noticed the durability of the dagger has fallen drastically and the description had a dull prefix.

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Item name: Dull common iron dagger
Quality: Low
Durability: 2/10
Damage: 0-1
Special effects: none

Description: A dull iron dagger product of a novice blacksmith in need of sharpening.
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He took out another dagger, and it cut trough trees like he was cutting butter.
He checked its description, and there were an obvious difference.

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Item name: Common iron dagger
Quality: Low
Durability: 9/10
Damage: 2-2
Special effects: none

Description: An iron dagger product of a novice blacksmith in need of sharpening.
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After five more trees a pop-up appeared again.

Lumberjack skill LVL. 3 acquired.

There was no bonus though which made our protagonist sigh in resignation. He had enough trees for what he had in mind and only continued for the bonus strength possibility until now.

He was also getting tired, so he stopped with chopping and continued with removing the branches.

After a while he saw a pop-up again.

Carpentry skill unlocked.
Carpentry skill LVL. 1 acquired.
Bonus Wisdom +1 
Bonus Intelligence +1
He wanted to insert the trees that now became poles into his inventory but the 5-6 meter long sticks would not budge.

'There must be a size limit', he thought.

Left with no other choice he dragged the cleaned trees towards the cave and then pulled them up with a rope in batches. Then he tied them together with ropes and put them over the crevice.

The poles acted like a makeshift floor on which he put stones to make it heavier. He only left enough of an opening for himself to come up which he also tied down when he was up.

Now no wild animal could come and threaten him unless it could jump five meters or break through his flimsy floor made out of poles.

He was satisfied with his work so he ate some more dried meat and bread and made himself comfortable in the innermost corner of the cave on a pile of clothing.

He was soon dozing off and woke up to the sound of the ventilators.

He was still in physical lockdown and couldn't move a muscle even if his life depended on it.
The smell of death and decay seemed stronger today.

He had nothing to do and there were not any other sounds than medical machines operating and an occasional moan to keep him occupied so he started singing a tube in his mind that fit the mood.

His go to choice his mind picked was Death in Vegas's Dirge. The repeating chorus played in his head as he thought about everything that has happened so far. He did not have much to go on anyway, so it didn't take him long to come to no conclusion at all.

Suddenly inspired he yelled inventory in his mind and the rows and columns of neatly stacked items in boxes showed in the darkness that occupied his vision blocked by his eyelids.

He had a fleeting thought of taking some items out but soon dismissed it since he had a nagging thought in his mind this was not something a normal person was capable of and he would become a guinea pig for a lab probably if someone found out he was the culprit. His situation also would not let him defend himself in any way so he just browsed the contents of his inventory.

He soon went through all the weapons which were all of low quality and made from iron except the handles which were made from wood wrapped in leather. He had four one handed swords, one battleaxe, two bows with two quivers and 87 arrows. He also had 7 daggers and a mace from the eight dead people.

All the armours they wore were leather with hardly any metal on them. He had eight full sets of leather which were had various degrees of damage. Some were almost completely undamaged albeit a bit worn out and some had gapping holes.

Soon he came upon jewellery but he skipped it since it looked crude and unrefined.

Next in line were books. There were four of them.

He selected the first one, and he was disappointed. He expected some kind of guide or skill at least something useful.

All that the description said was.

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Item name: Book
Quality: Low
Special effects: Unknown

Description: Low quality book.
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It had an interesting cover though. Some kind of devilish head with its tongue outstretched, and some special symbols scribbled below the head.

He noticed an analyze and read buttons below the description so he willed analyze.

There was a loading bar kind of thingy moving at a snail's pace until it came to the end.
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Item name: Book - Satire's depraved life
Quality: Low
Special effects: Makes reader horny.

Description: Low quality porn book with illustrations.
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Naturally he clicked the read button. As he was watching the illustrations and read the text below he suddenly heard footsteps.

He was half watching the man with goat's legs and a big appendage having his way with curvaceous women and paying attention on the footsteps which suddenly stopped really close.

'Don't tell me I have a boner!'

There was a rustling sound of something being opened, a tapping sound and suddenly he felt himself falling into oblivion.

'Oh, damn it ...'

He opened his eyes, and he was back in the cave. Of course he went back to reading the goatman's adventures first. It's important to have your priorities straight.

Looking at the title you might ask yourself, "Why does he suffer from insomnia? And how can his insomnia kill somebody else?"

All that and more will be answered in this novel.

Waking up with amnesia the protagonist is trying to figure out the rules of the situation in which he found himself in while unknowingly being drawn into a conspiracy of epic proportions with his only goal being survival and getting stronger. 

Follow his attempts of making sense of the world surrounding him while he trains himself to survive dangers that are coming his way in more ways that he can imagine.

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