More than anyone else, Lady Zhao strongly wanted this book to flourish. The romanticized version of Zhang Guorong had to be made known to the world. She wanted everyone in this world to know about this fantastic lady, even if she no longer walked on this earth. The world had to know this character, even if this was an improved, albeit romanticized version of a famous, deceased actress.
70% truth, 30% fiction were the most convincing lie possible. Creating a character who was perfect in every form with maxed out acting skills, would only result in boredom for the readers. As if we haven't read enough of those in novels. Some novels even categorized geniuses in different levels, such as regular geniuses, godly geniuses, lowly geniuses, etc. Geniuses and novels basically walked hand-in-hand, so how could they still end up stirring up hearts?
Let's not forget that Zhang Guorong actually existed. She once lived on the same earth as you now do. She was someone who once sat at the top of the world, earning international acclaim as an actress. Time may have robbed memories of her from the world. She had been too mysterious, too incognito. Hardly anyone spoke of her! Mystery in itself could be tedious if overused. Readers preferred to delve into the contents of their secrets.
In "Perfect Acting --- A Lifetime of Youth," she now had to opportunity to return to international recognition.
A living person would never experience such fame. The living was riddled with flaws. Others might not even see the good in people. As a legend, things are different. This was why there's the saying, "Being famous is not easy."
But dig into the History of China, and you'll find another saying, "The death of a person is profound." Zhang Guorong was untouchable in this state. She had what it took to topple typical, sensationalized news in the same vein as a streamer screwing up during a session or something like that.
Lesser-known celebrities were also seen rising into momentary fame, whenever they experience something like a simple divorce, contraband or something similar. Celebrities thrived on negative news.
Actors did not even bother asking about the details of their roles. They would pull off cheap imitations of greater actors, viralizing their work and raking in cash.
It was no longer the film or project flopping as a whole. It all fell down on the shoulders of actors and actresses.
Take a look at the upcoming live adaptation of Han Leng's "Beautiful April." It was supposed to have an all-star cast, but budget constraints quickly got in their way, and they were forced to rope in less-experienced actors. Even so, it had not turned out to be a bad choice. In this case, Han Leng alone had proven sufficient to promote the film.
Zhang Guorong from "Perfect Acting --- A Lifetime of Youth" was a highly popular main character. The past her was already well-known enough. She just needed a slight push to reach the realm of Gods.
November came upon them. Zhao Youyue had kept one eye glued to the new arrivals in bookstores. She quickly procured her own copy of the book in the calm before the storm, and finished it in the blink of an eye. Oh, how cute had she been, playing her part as a lovestruck lady. It had been incredibly fun.
In the process, she had picked up some acting skills. This was similar to how she got to advance in her academics while possessing Xu Jing, even without her card.
She did not yet have the maxed-out, genius-level acting. Only the character card would be able to grant her that.
Zhao Youyue could see the potential in this book. It was a fun read, the story was engaging and thrilling, and there was not a single dull moment. It was basically a book regarding Zhang Guorong's life, and readers would be in for an exhilarating ride. How could it not be famous?
Even if it did not end up famous, she would use any methods possible to turn it into something famous.
Thus, Zhao Youyue set her plans in motion. Successful authors Su Li and Han Leng would be mobilized, but first, they needed to taste the book firsthand.
The famous streamer, Ah Yu would not be left behind either. She would one day proclaim to the internet that of all the Goddesses from the Golden Age of cinematography, she worshipped Zhang Guorong the most. Ah Yu would affectionately refer to Zhang Guorong as her imouto.
Zhang Guorong may not have gotten herself involved in the singing industry, but she had definitely dabbled in it before. It was time for Ah Yu to sing covers of Guorong's songs.
Ah Yu's Weibo sprung to life, throwing out a post that recommended "Perfect Acting -- A Lifetime Of Wonderful Youth" while dropping quotes and clippings from this actress' wonderful life.
She had also listed some of Zhang Guorong's major films to show how good of an actress was Guorong.
Other than that, she would start a trend of Zhang Guorong memes and clippings. Even stickers would be fine. She wasn't called the "Thousand Faced Actress" for no reason. Her face hosted a plethora of endless expressions, the likes of which were never seen, and would never be seen again.
If all this did not suffice, Lady Zhao still had her money. She should start paying advertisements for Zhang Guorong. So what if she gets found out?
Such actions would have proven to be futile if Zhang Guorong was still alive. A living target was a target that one could critique and poke at.
A dead person - well, who would want to poke at that?
Lady Zhao first confessing from the bottom of her heart that she was a diehard fan of Zhang Guorong, before actually spending money for the world to learn more about her idol, was not too big of an issue, right?
I'm a huge fan of my imouto, and I'm so proud of her that I would spend money for others to see her.
The world would have no choice but to accept that Zhao Youyue would do some outrageous things for her wife. She would stop at nothing to protect her wife.
Zhao Youyue was convinced that she had discovered a new method of harvesting character cards. Most of the character cards did not mean much now. The Zhang Guorong character card was all that mattered. Zhang Guorong would give her the power to be a world-class actress.


An introverted girl has had enough of the isolation inadvertently formed by her solitary nature. Things changed when she discovers that she has the ability to transverse across the fabric of our universe into the dimensions of multiple storylines. Not only do these storylines leave her with invaluable lessons - they also impart a portion of their power - if she is deserving of it. The time has come for Zhao Youyue to change her fate. Never again, will she remain as a Side-Character!

A year later.....

It's late December, I took 2 weeks off to visit Tiere at Jakarta, staying at her apartment. Tiere told me she loves her job and she made a lot of money. I'm so happy that I let her chase her dreams. And I, I finally got to work at my dream game company, was accepted right after a month dating Tiere. She's like a lucky charm to me.

The sun shining through the open curtain, I woke up before the alarm start beeping. I turned it off once it rang cause it's Sunday, I leaned forward looking at the peaceful looks of Tiere while she's sleeping, drooling on her pillow, greasy hair, and her messy waterproof makeup, did she forget to wash her face or? I use my thumb to wipe her eye –shadow but I didn't make it, for me she's always beautiful, my lips lifted upward I feel warm in my heart as it beats faster cause I realize how much I love her. Somehow it's so calming and my heart is melting. I leaned my head forward again, kiss her lips once and she pouted. "I want to sleeeppppp" she said, tossing her body to the other side. I laid back on the bed, hug her from behind. 

"Good morning, my dear" I whispered. I heard her sniffing smiles. Then my phone ruined my Sunday. 

drrrttt drrttt drrttt

I sit up to catch my phone, my mom's picture popped up. DAMN! SHE IS VIDEO CALLING ME RIGHT NOW? I LIED TO HER! But it's okay, I am 24 years old. BUT NO, JUST PRETEND I'M IN THE HOTEL.

I click the green button soon as my mom's face close up-ly appeared. I was kind of shock, my heart start pumping fast, throbbing behind my ribs, it's going to crack soon.

"Hii.. Mom" my jaw turns rigid. 

"Hey, so, you're at Jakarta?" my mom asked, still smiling.  

I nod my head, "Yes"

"Huh.. it's so hard to ask you to come to Miami, but when it is about Tiere, you arrived soon as she asked" 

I told my mom about Tiere and my mom was so happy about it. I don't know she used to ship me with Tiere since grade –school. I don't understand my mom sometimes. 

"Mom..." I rolled my eyes. 

"So where's she?"

"She is beside me..ups" I covered my mouth, DAMN! MY MOM PURPOSELY SHIFT MY CONCENTRATION.

Her smile disappeared, her face turned scary. THIS IS THE END OF MY LIFE!

"HAA!! YOU!!! Bastard! You slept with TIERE?? YOU DARE LIED TO ME?? YOU WANNA GET MARRIED SOON, HUH?" 

"Momm.. mom... listen" like usually....

Then, how about Caroline and the flowers?

Back to that time.

Once I've done my confessions towards Tiere, I walked back to my car light –heartedly. I feel happy and relieved at the same time. 

drrrtt drrttt

It's Caroline. Oh, I really forgot about her! I was kinda shock.

"Ryan.. where the hell are you?"

"Caroline.. I'm so sorry to say this. But, I think I'd like to stay with Tiere cause I love her" I said as I scratched my forehead, I know I sound like a total jerk but this is for the best.

"What???" she moaned and hung up the phone, before I even explain. 

Then the florist got to call me. 

"Hello, Giany's florist here. Am I talking with Mr.Valerian?"
 "Hello, miss florist. The bouquet and the chocolate box, sorry.. my girlfriend just left the town, so I'm giving that package for you. Thankyou!"

It turned her speechless, maybe I sound pathetic but not too pathetic that makes her confused. Ah, not a big deal.

That's how I deal with my puppy lover and the first roses I bought.

-Bonus Chapter End-

Hello, do you enjoy Bestfriend With Benefits?

Right, if you did, please hit follow my account and send me tons of likes! If there's anything you need to add, please do comment below. I'm so glad that I finally made it until the final of the story.

So here's a little throwback of the story and the specific descriptions of the character: 

Ryan (Valerian) : a tall nerd guy, he used to be thin, but he did some work out. He has a dark hair color and a pair of glasses but just in some times since he plays computer a lot. Sometimes he doesn't put any glasses while on date. Well, he is kind of good looking back in High School, just very thin so nobody noticed them, like he is nearly invisible. Ryan is from a very rich family too, but he is simple, so nobody has ever realized it. 

Tiere : a nerd girl who tends to be so active, and talkative. She has a dark past during her school time, students like to judge her, but since graduated from high school she did some improvements of her both appearance and her image that makes her prettier in the present time. But nah, in the past time, she is kind of retarded. Her family isn't that rich, but her mom's new husband and her dad's new wife are billionaires. But Tiere won't take a cent from them. She is tough. 

Caroline : she is one of the queen bees gang in their school. But she is the most normal among the others, I mean.. she is kinda study a lot rather than hanging out and shopping, even though she does a lot of shopping too. She is from a very rich family, that's why people like to cling into her. Nowadays people.

Calvin : Tiere's ex –boyfriend. Son of a famous cosmetic company. Calvin and Tiere were not in the same school. They met in the pub where Tiere worked at. That time, Calvin has a crush on her, and get to know her better. Tiere doesn't change because of Calvin, so don't get her wrong. She changed because she feel kinda ashamed of her past life during her school time. 

The quotes and some descriptions were inspired by descriptionari, they have tons of beautiful quotes and inspirational writings there. I develop my knowledge, learning from that website. 

The cover of the book might confused you. It is the picture of them wearing their middle school lab suit in their adult age. 

Here, I made 2 quotes for you! You can share quotes from Bestfriend With Benefits story your own in the comment section!

"You can't predict people, you can't predict love. It just came across you somehow, so you'll barely realize it"

"The worst part is sometimes the best part" 

-      Bestfriend With Benefits

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CHAPTER.6 THE POWER OF IMAGINATION
HUMAN being has advantage called "THE POWER OF IMAGINATION" First a fall understand the real mean of power of imagination its simple you imagine something in your mind that you just see no other see it.
It could be like some information, idea, plan, product, service, strategy or some type of thoughts that no one see that some of people have question why no one see?
It simply means it's your thoughts you power of thinking, your ability to see some type of problem how anyone think or see what kind of thoughts you have.
'every great product or service first start in mind' and without power of imagination how do you produce any thoughts and ideas.
SO, reader I'm asking you what your favorite book, podcast, business show or a movie (business movies) you know your answer but question stand here why do you love any book or person?
Simply because you love his content or taking picture in your mind, this thing happens because of imagination I my right?
If yes so, we understand one of the power full quotes "Great men have great imagination". Second one is "imagination is everywhere"
(1) GREAT MEN HAVE GREAT IMAGINATION
So, reader in this part of the book I'm meet you 3 great scientist or inventor all the time he uses extraordinary power of imagination, and I clearer that the end of this topic you will understand why great men have great imagination.
THE GREATEST SCIENTIST SIR.ALBERT EINSTEIN
 
The great scientist ALBERT EINSTEIN say Imagination is more important than knowledge, for knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand, while imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand."
The great scientist albert Einstein invent the phenomenon thing called gravity if you read this book it means you 100% understand Einstein gravity situation or explanation, you also read Einstein apple theory in your school studies I'm not here describe his Apple theory but we try to understand his imagination power, without his imagination I'm sure he not able to invent gravity.
So we imagine right at time Einstein apple situation imagine Einstein sitting and at time one apple fall to his head STOP here all the imagination cover in this situation now understand that Einstein is not a first person who sitting and something fall in down side but he live in present time and use his imagination ask him self why A apple fall in down side?
Einstein ask him self again and again something why anything fall down to the earth? He starts experiment many more stuff and finally he 100%sure that anything in this world throw is fall the down side the earth, but his curiosity not complete here he ask again himself but what every thing fall in down why this principal not apply in space?
Finally, one day he completes his curiosity and find THE GRAVITY that why his achieve greatness but what factor he use to complete his curiosity?
IMAGINATION yes Einstein first use his imagination power than add unstoppable curiosity and he give the all world new LAW OF GRAVITY we respect sir. Einstein thanks for giving gravity definition and we use very well.
"The area of space science gravity is first priority" that because we able to take our satellite in space and research about many galaxy, so I'm suggest you also use your imagination power and make something that no one imagine and achieve great success people remember Many Many years 'the god will send you just because of one reason ADDING VALUE in this universe.
 
THE GREAT SCIENTIST OR BUSINESSMEN SIR.TOMAS ALVA EDISON
The greatest American inventor or businessmen TOMAS.A. EDISON these men change the darkness to the light in all the world, SIR.EDISON developed many devices like (Electric power generation, mass communication, sound recorder, motion picture and LIGHT BULB) This men also use his imagination power and create many products.
EDISON most famous quotes are "To invent, you need a good imagination and a pile of junk." This man is inspiring an of many Entrepreneurs, businessmen or many people, Edison made 1,000 unsuccessful attempts to inventing the light bulb.
One reporter asked him "SIR.EDISON how do feel to fail 1,000 times?
EDISON replied who say you I'm fail No "I didn't fail 1,000 times; I'm learn that these 1,000 attempts not working for inventing light bulb. 
Reader just look at his power of imagination about failure he says I'm not fail 1,000 times I'm just learn this is the real power of imagination but imagine if we fail 3 to 4 major businesses how we feel? Very sad and I'm 100% sure we have not that much power to fail 1,000 times and stand again and work with same effort, just think that how he thinks failure and now he printed 1,000 experience(attempt) to his name.
TOMAS.A.EDISON the most time failure men but hr NEVER GIVE UP just think that one person fail 1,000 times but never thinking about give up this is the real game of high achiever mind, that why I'm say you first join master mind group you are a achieve success I'm sure but your subconscious mind 'learn daily it only tool that help you' NEVER GIVE UP.
TOMAS ELVA EDISON fail 1,000 attempts to achieve "The greatest inventor in all time THE LIGHT BULB,
Never give up I'm also fail 3 times in my life but I'm not thinking that I'm fail, I just learn from failure so why you thinking about give up. (I fail first my love than 2 times business failure) we are a fucking eagle and we fly alone, "Alone is powerful than anything" some people give up and some people make history.
You are coming for making history and you will achieve everything that you imagine just never give up...KEEP GOING, I'm confirm one thing if you thinking about achieving success you will be Alone Today, tomorrow and yesterday because sheep waking in community and lion walk alone.
If you alone its direct mean you will going successful one day…. keep going Buddy.
 
THE FOUNDING FATHER OF AMERICA SIR.BENJAMIN FRANKLIN
Benjamin franklin one of the greatest leaders ever in all history time, "Sir. Benjamin One men One army" you have question why I'm say this way? he masters in writer, printer, political, philosopher, politician, freemason, postmaster, scientist, invertor, humourist, civic, activist, statesman and diplomat.
Think that how one person masters in this field? I'm give you quick answer in one word "CURIOSITY" yes curiosity is biggest factor for making normal person to the greatest person in all time.
This is my thoughts I'm not say you to buy my thoughts but I thinking that America is a center of most great leader, businessmen, inventor, Entrepreneur, scientist and many more, America produce many great leaders of all the history.
Just think that today America in one side and all world stand different side if America do something all fucking world try to copy them but "copy is copy and making different process" if you are born if America so today go and say thanks god your country is center of great leader like GEORGE WASINGTON, BENJAMIN FRANKLIN, ABRAHAM LINCOLN, ALEXANDER HAMILTON, NIKOLA TESLA, GRAHAM BELL, WRIGHT BROTHRES, TOMAS EDISON And many more great leaders.
Study show that if you live or born in America your chance of achieving success is increase than any one, it not means I'm not love my country INDIA also produce most of leaders, scientist, businessmen and Entrepreneur I love both countries.
INCREASE IMAGINATION POWER
So, in this topic I'm explain you some type of technique and method how you will increase your imagination power...
(1) TURN OF YOUR FUCKING TV.
Watching tv is fucking worst thing in this world I'm say you in my life experience that successful people don't watch fucking Tv, tell me just one person men who watch 3 to 4 hours Tv and he became wealthy not a single person you will find I'm sure but why rich and successful people don't watch Tv one of the most important fact that Tv give only 10 to 15% knowledge and 90% fucking garbage.
One of the most important information I learn in my early that luxury brand like (ROLL-ROYCE, BENTLEY, PORSCHE AND RANGE ROVER) they are not investing their money on Tv ad why? Simple because they understand their audience not watching a Tv, 90% people in this world are watching Tv show, web series and many more entertainment shows but only 5 to 8% people invest in mind.
Choice today what are you destine 90% community or top 10% community? If you read his book so you are become top 10% people community and you invest in your mind, reading a book not just help your mind but also increase your imagination power, willpower, thinking ability, knowledge and many more benefits.
Successful people not become successful lucky they become successful because they thinking like successful and act successful, go and read any successful person biography you will find that this daily routine was different then normal people its true "the secret of your success is hidden in your daily routine" that fucking true.
My mentor says very well that 'look at any unsuccessful person daily routine you will find why he not achieve success' I'm believe my mentor this advice you also able to find why people not achieve success its because of this daily routine I'm give you here quick example you will realize that why success ratio have very down, just tell me one thing how many of people walk up at 4Am morning answer is 2to 3% I'm rights how many of people walk up 8 to 10Am belong in the morning answer is 80 to 90% that is success ratio.
How many books you read in this year's 5to 8 that's good but not great "good is the enemy of the great" but most successful businessmen, Entrepreneurs or investor read at list 25 to 30 books in a single year, WARREN BUFFETT spends is five to six hours a day just for reading newspaper, corporate reports and books, BILL GATES read 50 books in a year, ELON  MUSK in his early years reading 2 books a day, MARK ZUCKERBERG aim is read one book in every two weeks and what about you how many books do you read in his year?
Read a book it a process of imagine some kind of information, character, background, situation, Authors thoughts and many more thing you will imagine in you mind and capture them but then we watching an Tv you just need for capturing images or information (Tv information same that garbage) 2 kind of different process choice your choice well? 
One of the greatest special men I'm meet that name was SWAMI GYANVASSHAL he says that if you read only 200 books, I'm challenge you, you will not live your like normal person.
The greatest quotes about books that "books are the best friend of human being "Think that reading a book is a different process than watching a Tv, some of the poor-mindset people say that if watching is not good for me so I'm not taking courses YouTube video, business show and many more no Asshole my atones what not this way, I'm simply say that if you find knowledge in Tv so definitely watch but "knowledge is power" if you find knowledge anything just watch but research show that Tv have only 10 to 15% knowledge source so why you waste your time.
The law of succeed book if you read it direct mean you will complete your first step to achieving success.

THIS BOOK IS BLUEPRINT OF SUCCESS FULL SUCCESS DEFINATION PROVIDE IN ONE BOOK CALLED "THE LAW OF SUCCESSED"


The Cocker Spaniel that Meng Li brought over was well trained, and didn't bark or wander around everywhere. It lay quietly on the floor, sniffed, blinked its big eyes, and stared at the kitchen of the small restaurant, where the aroma of cooked food was coming from. 
Zhang Zian took a few sips of his orange juice, then thought silently about the letters on the napkin.　　
Since they were talking about science fiction, he remembered a fiction story he'd read in the past. He asked, "Professor Meng, I'm wondering if you've read a short fantasy story, called the Book of Sand?"　　
"Book of Sand?"　　　　
This time, it was Meng Li's turn to feel shocked. He was bending over to comb out his Cocker Spaniel's fur. Cocker Spaniels had naturally curly long fur, which easily tangled and needed frequent combing. Otherwise, they would look sleazy. Besides from studying, his graduate students had another assignment to comb the dog's hair, which made them joke that they were working at a cotton mill.　
Meng Li thought for a while and was certain that this name was unfamiliar. He hadn't read it.　　
"Like I said, I rarely read science fiction. Most of the books I read are about math. You have to keep learning these days, otherwise you'll get outdated very easily." He smiled. "Is this Book of Sand an interesting read?"　　
"No, despite the fact that it's called Book of Sand, it's not an actual book, but a short fantasy story with only 2000 words. The author is the Argentinean writer, Jorge Luis Borges. This is his most recognized work," explained Zhang Zian. He'd read the story a long time ago, but he still remembered it because it was so mind-blowing.  
"Oh?" Meng Li was slightly interested. "In math, brevity is beauty. A story of 2000 words is somehow this author's most recognized work? It must be deep in thought and artistic. What is it about?"　　
Zhang Zian recalled this science fiction story and began retelling it.　　
In the beginning of Book of Sand, the hero was an ordinary man living in an ordinary house. One day, a stranger visited him with a suitcase. The stranger was selling the Bible, but the man was not interested, as he already owned a few Bibles. Then the stranger took out another book. It wasn't a Bible, but the cover read The Holy Book.　　
After flipping open The Holy Book, the protagonist found that the page numbers were odd. They weren't in sequential order, but completely random. Most importantly, the page number of the book was endless, and he could never find the beginning nor the end. New pages always appeared out of nowhere, and the book had pictures like a dictionary.　　
The stranger said that he bought this book from a village. The salesperson called it The Book of Sand, as it was endless like sand.　　
It was a very strange book, but the stranger was willing to sell it to the man at a relatively low price. In fact, he'd wanted to get rid of it for a long time.　　
After getting this book, that man also became its slave. He stopped going out, for he loved the book so much that he couldn't step away from it. He studied it all day and night, because of his obsessive interest in it. He could no longer sleep. And even if he did sleep, he dreamed about it all the time.　　
Like the stranger, the man suddenly realized that his life would be completely ruined if he continued on this way. So he decided to get rid of this nightmare just as the stranger did.　
After getting this far, Zhang Zian suddenly started acting mysterious and asked, "Can you guess how the hero got rid of the book?"　　
Meng Li was completed drawn in by this odd story. He stopped combing the Cocker Spaniel's fur and took a guess. "Did he sell it to somebody else, like the stranger did?"
Zhang Zian smiled. "He did something smarter. He hid it like a tree in the forest. When nobody was watching, he hid the book on a bookshelf of a national library with 0.9 million books, and tried not to remember which shelf it was. He never even visited the street where the library was."　　
Meng Li knocked on the table with excitement. "Great idea! If he did so, this Book of Sand could no longer be found, unless some extremely unlucky guy picked it up, with a chance of 1 out of 0.9 million!"　　
Zhang Zian smiled bitterly.  This extremely unlucky is sitting right in front of you, and offered you a glass of orange juice.　
He remembered that when Pi first arrived at the pet shop, it would make a gesture of slipping sand out of its hand. Back then, he thought that it was referring to the sand of Ganges river. Could he be wrong?　　
"So is the story is over?" Meng Li was looking forward to hearing more.　　
Zhang Zian nodded. "It's finishes with an open ending. Professor, is this Book of Sand similar to The Hyperwebster Dictionary?"
Meng Li said, "Indeed. But the Hyperwebster is more rigorous, and it does have a beginning."　　
Zhang Zian agreed on this. The Hyperwebster was a theory of science, but the Book of Sand was a fantasy of literature. They shared some similarities only in certain aspects.
"Either the Hyperwebster or the Book of Sand, if they do exist, would be very precious. Aren't they? They would be the most impressive books on Earth. Or if there are other civilizations in the universe, could they come up with better books?" he asked.　　
He remembered that Galaxy once said the nameless book was the most impressive book on the earth, but not in the universe.　　
Meng Li asked, "Impressive? Of course. Except that both books have limitations, which is because they're written in English, and are limited to the 26 letters. Some ideas can't be expressed by just 26 English letters. If some civilization in the universe has a more comprehensive linguistic system, they could theorize a better version of the Hyperwebster."　　
Zhang Zian nodded. This confirmed Galaxy's remark.　　
"If you got a copy of the Book of Sand, or the Hyperwebster, what would you do?" He tentatively asked again.　　
Meng Li was drinking his orange juice. He stopped after hearing these words.　　
"Get a copy? Neither of these two book are supposed to exist in real life. How would I get a copy?" He pushed the question back with a scientist's rationality.　　
"In theory, let's suppose you had one." Zhang Zian clarified.　　
"Well..." Meng Li thought about it. "If I got the Book of Sand, I might read it. If I would end up getting obsessed over it like the man from the story...I'm not sure, maybe. A lot of people crave knowledge, after all. But if I got the Hyperwebster, well, it's hard to say. The words might be in random order. I wouldn't be able to read even if I try. Perhaps I would give it to the government." 　　
He was half joking.　　
"This is my other question." Zhang Zian ignored his joke. "If the words in the Hyperwebster are in random order, how can you know that it contains all knowledge and all of the great writings?"　　
Meng Li murmured, "This is theoretical. Theories are theories, after all. They never consider the obstacles of actually reading it."　　
Zhang Zian continued. "Have you heard this quote: My life has an end, but knowledge is endless?"　　
"Yes. I may be a mathematician, but I know this famous quote." Meng Li smiled. "It means that, our lives are limited, but knowledge is limitless. How is this related to our discussion about the Hyperwebster and the Book of Sand?"　　
"It is, in fact, very much related." Zhang Zian spoke firmly. "Professor Meng, do you know the second half of this quote?"　　
"Well..." Meng Li had no idea.　　
The first half of this quote was well-known, but the second half was often ignored. A lot of famous quotes were like this. People only took the parts that they needed, and twisted the original meanings. Such as the quote: When your parents are still around, you travel too far. It was often used to teach people to treat their parents properly. However, in the original text of Confucius, the second half was: If you travel, you must have a plan.
"The second half is: Chasing the endless with the limited is dangerous!" Zhang Zian answered his own question.　　
Meng Li considered the second half of the quote, and compared it to the first half. Then he said with uncertainty, "I'm not an expert in ancient literature. The second half means pursuing unlimited knowledge with my limited life is doomed to fail?"　
"Correct."　　
"Our ancestor's words still make sense today," exclaimed Meng Li.　
"I agree," said Zhang Zian half-heartedly. This was all his self-reflection. He understood something, more or less.　　
That untitled book, whether it was the Hyperwebster or the Book of Sand, or some other imaginary book of another civilization in the universe, was endless. But human beings were still limited. Pursuing the neverending with the limited was destined to fail. Therefore, nobody could read the nameless book on their own. As he flipped open the nameless book in attempt to understand it, he was making this mistake.
The man from the Book of Sand, out of his thirst for knowledge, was making the same mistake as well. He didn't realize that knowledge was without bounds, but his time was limited.　
It really was true. My life has an end, but knowledge is endless. Chasing the endless with the limited is dangerous!　　
Unless...　　
Meng Li realized this at the same time. "A limited person cannot read an endless book, unless there are endless numbers of people. If an infinite number of people are reading the Hyperwebster at the same time, and each person is extracting meaningful words and connect them into lines and articles, then they are pursuing infinity with infinity."　
"But how can there be infinite numbers of people? It's still meaningless." He shook his head and sighed.　　
No, it is meaningful, said Zhang Zian silently to himself.　　
He understood why Galaxy could read the nameless book. It had been through an infinite number of reincarnations, and had the infinity feature.　　
Famous was going through reincarnations with Galaxy in the Imagined World, and touched the border of infinity. That was why it could see blurry words.　　
Pi could read it, as it must have also possessed the infinite feature.　　
One could only understand the nameless book by pursuing infinity with infinity.　　



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

It's the early morning. Inside an apartment full of musical instruments, clothes everywhere and bags of potato chips, we find Jack, sleeping on a-one bed, hugging his guitar. He didn't even change his clothes from the last night where he met Eliza.
It's very calm - regardless of Jack's snorting. And suddenly, the rest of The Miracles enters the house. They find McCallister in bed while the latter wakes up and gets very scared. He's right: once they see him, they start screaming angrily, punching and kicking him. The worst: they're drunk.
The poor man catches hardly his beloved guitar, and he runs away from the apartment. He didn't stop running until he became sure he's far away from his ex-band.
He finds a bus station near him. He sets on the chair, not waiting for the bus; he's taking a rest from "the marathon" he did once he woke up.
He's still panting. The kohl from last night didn't disappear yet. People are looking at him weirdly: the kohl, weird clothes, bad mouth smell, plus that, he was running and hugging a guitar!
But our Jack didn't care about people's odd looks; at the contrary, his stomach starts making noise: he's very hungry.
He checks his pockets and luckily he finds some dollars. He looks then everywhere and he finds what he was looking for: a restaurant.
He enters it and asks for a croissant and a coffee and finally he begins eating.
Outside the restaurant, there is a jazz band composed of black members: a pianist, a saxophonist, a singer and three singing dancing women. They sing the beginning of Ray Charles' "Hit The Road Jack". As they're singing it for McCallister, and as that song is composed only for him. 
***
Hugo walks out of her room full of famous writers and novelists' pictures and quotes toward the kitchen. 
She yawns and walks slowly, still wearing her blue-white pajama. She sits in front of the table and starts drinking her black coffee.
After a while, she screams while she's eating a piece of bread:
-        Mom! I'll go to the library later on!
We hear her mother's voice but we don't see her:
-        Why, ladybug?
Mrs. Hugo always calls her only daughter and second child after her oldest brother "ladybug", for an unknown reason.
-        I need some research for my novel. Plus, honestly, I want to write in a calm place, without the noise of my young cousins.
-        There is Papa Joe's!
-        No… Papa always hires some unlucky musicians to play music in his bar. 
-        And?
-        …I feel pity toward one of them. I don't want to meet another unlucky pitying musician.
-        As you like, ladybug. But don't be late for lunch.
-        Ok. (with a funny voice)
-        If you'll come back a quarter hour before lunch, buy us some bread.
-        Ok.
-        You got money?
-        Ok, I mean yes, I do.
***
Eliza gets in the national library in Miami, wearing the same clothes-style (the shirt, the skirt and the tight pants, ALWAYS). She climbs up some stairs and says hello to the supervisor. Then, she looks for a book and she finds it quickly.
She sits in front of a table and begins reading. Suddenly, Jack appears, reading a book with a "whispering" voice. And he sits in front of her, he didn't know even that he was sitting in front of Beth, until when he felt that someone is watching him. He turns his head around until he saw our girl. And his first word he said when he recognized her:
-        A…
-        Good morning Jack.
-        It's midday.
-        I know.
-        Great…
-        What are you doing here, Jack?
-        Reading a book about music, and you?
-        Actually, I need some information for my novel.
-        Excuse me?
-        Some information for my novel?
-        You're a… writer?
-        Novelist, I'm a novelist.
-        At this age?
-        What's the problem in?
-        Because as my knowledge, most of writers are old.
-        First, you said it; "most" not "all". Second, I'm not a writer, I'm a novelist.
-        And what's the difference between them?
-        The writer writes everything: novels, short stories, books etc... The novelist writes only novels, did you understand?
-        … No.
The "old" supervisor asks them to shut up politely. Next, Elizabeth stands up and sits next to Jack, very close to him, and she whispers to him:
-        Jack, how's your social status? Did you get a job or not? As a musician?
-        Not yet.
-        Why don't you then accept my help?
-        First, because you're a stranger for me. Why does a stranger offer his help to me? And especially, you're a woman: accepting your help shows how much I'm not responsible as a man. Second, how would you help me? Are you musician? Are your parents? Do you have any relative who can help me finding a job and achieving my dream?
-        A… No…
-        So. Excuse me.
McCallister takes his book and goes to the supervisor to get his permission to take it home with him. While Eliza just sits there, unable to understand why such a troubled man as McCallister refuses her simple help…  
***

Elizabeth Hugo, a dreaming woman in her 20s, started her career as a romantic novelist 8 years ago. She met by accident an old man in a bar, called Jack McCallister, in his 60s. He's guitarist and specifically a "classic, folk, country" composer. But when Liz realized that Jack is a failed musician, she tries every time she re-meets him accidentally to help him.However, he refuses, until he finally accepts after becoming homeless. Once he gets in her life, Liz survives incredible and imaginary moments with Jack, thanks to his music, through his famous secret "Close your eyes..."

Ran Tao looked at the 11 Kills manuscript and took the lead in expressing his opinion, "I didn't expect it to look so old! I thought it would look hip and cool, but it just looks like a child's composition book!"
Zeng Ke took the manuscript, turned two of its pages, then said, "The paper looks even older than I am."
Then, it was Zhao Yu's turn to take the manuscript and look at it. He saw that the paper Han Kuan used was notepaper from the 1990s. The cover and the edges of the manuscript had yellowed and looked quite aged.
Cui Lizhu shook her head and said, "I can't believe that such an ordinary thing made Xie Tongguo kill four people in a row! It's unreal!"
"Well, sin is in one's heart, regardless of outward things!" Zhao Yu read the manuscript, then said, "Different people react differently to the same things. Hence, the book is not the main factor, but Xie Tongguo's unfortunate experience is. That's why he identifies with the book, and even relied on it to kill people! He is really just a lonely, hurt person!"
After that, to the others' surprise, Zhao Yu suddenly swore, "Shi*! When did I learn to conduct such deep analyses?"
"Well… I felt the same loneliness as Xie Tongguo in my own childhood!" Cui Lizhu said. "When I was a child, even though my father was around, I felt very lonely. I remember wishing that I could have just one friend at that time, even if it was an imaginary friend, or even a virtual friend. Maybe 11 Kills was like Xie Tongguo's friend! That could be it, right?"
Upon hearing this, Miao Ying sighed, as she also had a deep understanding of loneliness.
"This book, 11 Kills, is not very long!" Zhao Yu exclaimed as he looked through the manuscript. He then said, "It seems that Han Kuan is right. This book is not up to the standards of publishing at all!"
"I agree," Wu XIumin said. "The day before yesterday, when I was helping him organize the plot, he told me that he had sent his manuscript to several publishing houses, but never succeeded in convincing anyone to publish his work."
She shook her head, then added, "He later learned that he should not use foreign names for characters, as it apparently doesn't allow the reader to relate to them. Later, when he gained some popularity, he thought about revising this book, but he never had the time. Hence, he didn't even know that the manuscript was missing!"
As he was looking through the manuscript, Zhao Yu saw many sketches. These were illustrations that Han Kuan had drawn with a black pen. Although they looked rough, they had a wicked charm about them, which was quite consistent with the topic of the novel.
"In the box, besides 11 Kills, there are many other manuscripts that Han Kuan wrote when he was young..." Miao Ying pointed to the box and said, "I had a look at them all before. Some he even wrote when he was in elementary school. But, it seems that besides 11 Kills, the others are not complete stories, but just his creative ideas and partial drafts."
Miao Ying then added, "Oh, and there are also several notebooks, where he wrote down many famous quotes from detective stories, such as Holmes, Death on the Nile and so on. Um... He also kept notebooks that were filled with only artistic sketches."
As he listened to Miao Ying, Zhao Yu put down the 11 Kills manuscript and checked out the other stuff in the box. The manuscripts in even had that familiar scent of old books and ink, which gave them an old-fashion aura.
After a while, Zhao Yu put down the manuscripts and said to the others, "We'll keep these things here for the time being. I will check them more carefully later, when I have more time."
"Now, our top priority is Han Kuan's case..." Zhao Yu raised his head and said earnestly, "Based on Xie Tongguo's and Han Kuan's reactions in the prison, we can basically confirm that Han Kuan had nothing to do with Xie Tongguo's case!"
Zhao Yu then said, "If Han Kuan is the murderer in his wife's case, then his plan should not include us. According to his plan, two months after the crime, when the police saw the bank letter, he would be set free! What he didn't expect was that the police wouldn't find the bank letter!"
Zhao Yu then added, "Han Kuan certainly didn't feel insecure, as he invited us to come and help solve the case! This reveals to me that he must not know who the murderer of the serial murder case is."
Zhao Yu shook his head, then added, "In fact, he just used the case to get our help! There may be some coincidences between the two cases, but it is certain that Han Kuan did not give Xie Tongguo any guidance or help."
Miao Ying shook her head and sighed. "Han Kuan almost hurt himself in this little game! After all, since the bank's safe business is conducted online, if the letter had been lost or the police couldn't find the safe, he would have been miserable!"
Wu Xiumin agreed, "Yes! He dared not tell that to the police directly! That would have been way too suspicious. So, he decided to invite our leader here."
"Everyone knows that I'm a super detective, so there's no need to talk about my impressive detective skills all the time!" Zhao Yu said with pride.
****He then turned to a whiteboard and said earnestly, "So... Let's focus on our work. Our top priority now is to find out whether Han Kuan killed his wife, Zhang Jingru, or not. Since Zhang Jingru's recording has been found, if we follow the standard procedures, Han Kuan will be acquitted within three days!"
He sighed, then said, "If we can't find out the truth in these next three days, then we, the famous Special Investigation Group, will lose face to a mere novelist! Can you accept this? I sure can't! Remember, we solved the famous Headless Female Corpses Case!"
Zhao Yu paused for a moment, then said, "We can't lose to Han Kuan. So, no matter what method we use, we have to find out the truth! If Han Kuan has really been wrongfully accused, then all will be well and his name will be cleared, but if he's really the culprit, I'll absolutely make him regret the day he was born!"
At this time, Miao Ying stood up and said, "How about we just tell him what we think, then see how he reacts?"
"Hmm..." Zhao Yu thought about that for a moment, then said, "Okay! Although he definitely won't tell us the truth, interrogating him will tire him out. Then, if we play our cards right, he may make some mistakes when he is talking."
Zhao Yu narrowed his eyes at Miao Ying, then said, "Deputy Leader Miao, I think you are the best person to interrogate Han Kuan. We need a tough interrogator like you to knock him off guard!"
"I'll take that as a compliment..." Miao Ying glanced at Zhao Yu as she replied with a smile.
Zhao Yu smiled back at her, then said earnestly, "Once you launch the first attack, our war of wits against this wicked fiction writer will officially begin! Within these next three days, we must find enough ammunition to break him down! Otherwise, we may lose to him miserably!"
Ran Tao was the first to stand up, clap his chest, and salute Zhao Yu. He then said with confidence, "We cracked the Headless Female Corpses Case, so nothing can stop us finding out the truth in this case! Just tell us what we should do!"
Zeng Ke followed suit and said, "Yes, I can practically see my annual bonus for solving this case waving at me now!"
Zhao Yu immediately said, "Well then, Miao Ying and Wu Xiumin, go interrogate Han Kuan! You must break him down!"
"Okay!" The two nodded enthusiastically in unison.
Zhao Yu then added, "Zeng Ke, you are responsible for figuring out the truth behind the recorded confession. Imagine that you are Han Kuan, then ask yourself what you could do to coerce Zhang Jingru to record it!"
"Okay!" Zeng Ke said.
Zhao Yu then turned to Ran Tao and said, "Ran Tao, you go collect any information related to Han Kuan and his wife from all of the people who knew them. Don't miss a thing! If we want to find out the whole truth, we must find out the reason why Han Kuan killed his wife!"


A little ruffian who fought recklessly without any morals and bottomline accidentally time-traveled to parallel space and became a Key Case Investigation Team agent. The huge change in identity had him creating chaos in the police station. However, a strange miracle system helped him repeatedly solve mysterious cases, turning him into an impudent ruffian detective!

HEY GUYS!!!🙏🙏🙏🙏
HERE I SHALL WRITTEN QUOTES FOR SUCCESSFUL LIFE.
PLEASE COMMENT FOR QUOTES IF YOU HAVE OR YOU WANT..
IN THIS BOOK WE TRY TO DO DIFFERENT WITH YOUR WISHES AND HELP.
HERE I SHALL WRITE 10 QUOTES IN EACH AND EVERY CHAPTER..
WRITTEN LANGUAGE --HINDI AND ENGLISH
THANKS 

            "For those who dare to dream ,
             There is a whole world to win"

Pandemonium
The Immortal Couple Residence
Azief maintain his silence as he looks at Wil. Will certainly did not try to explain himself. He sighed.
Azief still did not understand what Will mean by for you and for me words he just said. 
He had seen what Will have seen. And as such, he knew of some things that even Loki did not know he knows.
It is clear that Loki had triggered a butterfly effect that is out of his calculations. 
If he knows, who knows how he would feel? Would he felt happy that the future is changing so drastically? 
Or would he be annoyed that the future he knows might not be as predictable as it has been before?
In a stake that involves all of creation, Loki would always prioritize his mission than his own feelings.
It is not a sad thing. The sad thing if nothing changes.
Azief come closer to Will and he too look at the painting that Will is looking. He is standing tall beside Will.
Will notice and he could feel the pressure of the Laws emanating from Azief body and he could not help but feel shocked.
Azief aura is almost the same as his teacher. It is only slightly inferior.
Azief look at the painting and he saw the sign left behind by its painter. XC
'Xu Cong painted this painting?' He asks. Will nodded.
'He is a painter after all. he paints' Will answer simply
'What's the title of the painting?' 
Azief ask as he too felt some charm of the painting when looking at it. 
Azief could not explain it but he felt attracted to to the painting. 
This must be because it was Xu Cong that paints it. He might have some magic that could attract people to his paintings.
Azief saw the painting and it felt incredibly lifelike. It almost felt like the monsters in the painting could come out form the painting and jump at him.
In the painting there is a gigantic serpent. There are angels with blackened wings pointing their swords toward the shining golden sky.
As he looks closer, he could see that in the corner of the painting there is a burning lake. And a person setting a stone. As he looks closely he could see the painting is moving. The person set the stone and a place emerges out.
As he averts his gaze from the painting, the painting seems like it had never moved. A still like image again like all he experienced before were all a lie.
It is quite interesting.
Because Azief felt life is contained inside the painting.
'Pandemonium' Azief muttered.
Will smiles and nodded
'You guessed it. That is the name of the painting'
'It is a beautiful painting' Azief said. Will only smiles
'Xu Cong got the idea from Paradise Lost' Will suddenly said
'I too got the idea of naming the continent Pandemonium form Paradise Lost' Azief said. Will nodded.
Will then ask
'Do you know what the story of Paradise Lost is about?' Azief hearing this and then he understood why Will is looking at the painting and why he asks such thing.
The story of the Paradise Lost could be interpreted in many ways. But there is one interpretation that Will and he probably knows and struggle about.
It is the interpretation that destiny and fate is set. 
'Is this painting the answer to my question?' Azief ask. Will smirks again. Azief bitterly smiles
'This time, it is you pretending being mysterious' Will chuckles
'I wanted to knows how it feels knowing I hold all the cards' he said simply. Then he added
'It is not every day that I know more things than you.'
Azief then said.
I never hold all the cards. I just pretend I do' Will chuckles a bit. There is another moment of silence between them
Then Will shakes his head.
'I guess we need to talk now. What do you see in the Time Tunnel?' Will ask. That was not the first question that Azief thought would come up from Will mouth which made him a little bit startled.
But he was quick to regain his calm and he said
'I saw myself getting betrayed and I saw myself betraying people.' Will then casually ask 
'Who betrayed you and who you betrayed?' Azief almost chuckles. 
The thing they are discussing now are serious stuff. But the way Will treat it very casually made him feel it is not a big deal after all.
So, he replied.
'I could not tell you who betrayed me until I am certain. But It could tell you who I betrayed. Will smiles and then before Azief could tell him the answer, Will said
'It is me, right?' Azief expected it thus he was not shocked. He could only nod his head.
'That is why I ask you, why do you stay? I try to delay meeting you. I try to give you a chance to run away from me. But here you are'
Will takes a deep breath and then said
'But, here I am' Then he chuckles.
It is not a laughing matter' Azief said. Will reply
'the only intelligent tactical response to life's horror is to laugh defiantly at it' Azief then said
'Is that another quote?' he nodded
'You know who is it from?' Will ask
Soren Kierkegaard' Azief reply easily. 
When they were stuck in the Otherworlds, there is some game they played. They played the quotes games. They spoke quotes from someone famous and one of them try to guess who spoke it.
From this it could be concluded that they nearly went insane. 
Only near insanity would force two men who are really serious to create such a childish game. 
The reason why they called it childish is because they both knew that they could remember every words they see so, there never is a winner between them
Azief himself was not as uneducated as he before. He in Earth two is a pretty successful guy with a business conglomerate. 
And that time he is already in Energy Disperse Stage and very book he sees is easily understood and he could remember every words if he wanted to recall back his memories.
That is why I laugh and why I smile' 
Azief did not take that as an answer as he said
'That still does not answer why you would stay'
Then taking a few moments, Will explain to him
'I stay because I choose to believe in you' Azief hearing this was shocked and a little bit touched. and then he chuckles.
'What if you were wrong?' Will smiling answer
'If I'm wrong, I am wrong. You treated me like family. And I would also treat you like one. We are sworn brothers after all'
'I thought you never cares that much about that oath' Azief said. Will smiles and then he added
'Words are just words after all' Will said. Then he added
'I am never one that trusted people easily.'
'Then why trust me?' Azief ask back
Chuckling, he said
'Because I know you. Why do you think I agree to be sworn brother with you? There is not culture of sworn brother in my culture. At least not to my knowledge'


In the aftermath of apocalyptic event, a man rises above the others to lead an era. 

With threat beyond the stars, as Supreme Beings of otherworldly watches over as Destiny and Fate work their way, an era of Gods descended upon Earth

And in his rise, lies a terrifying secret.  Read how he rises above it all, through all the complicated love life, his determination to push through his own fate and destiny and the Will that pushes him forward.

With all of this, could the Fate that was written be overturned? And will he truly rise to the top and survive?

A great battle for the fate of the Universe began.

This is the story of Lord Shadow.

PS: The SS stones is not determined by me. It is determined by how long the chapter is. I have taken steps to cut some of the chapters but there are some chapters that could not be cut as it would obstruct the story.

And a chapter is usually ten thousand word each. I have taken steps to cut it and make it into part sized in the later part of the story because many were complaining and thought I was the one that determines the SS so I hope this answers your question.

So....if you like long chapters and long story this is the story for you. Ciao. And hope you enjoy the story

PS: I also wrote Age of Heroes, Song of Heroes and Age of Adventure

April 20th 2022. 7:00

"One's failure is another way to succeed."

It was a short message from Ansel's mother, followed by other motivation quotes from famous figures, including from the fictional world.

"Don't believe in quotes written white in a black background with a famous figure that you found on the internet," Ansel replied with another picture.

"I'm trying to motivate you, so you could be more energetic through life."

"Nice try, but I'm getting old and I should have been working for now. Even little sister has graduated last year."

"We're not trying to compare you with her."

"Yeah not you, but some people, and don't forget about society. This moment they may laugh at me, a 24-year-old student almost-NEET. What do you expect from me? I'm tired of moving to another university just because I can't fit into it. And I never forget the day that dad smashed my hard-disk worth of the hobbies that I saved."

Ansel's hand shook, whether to send the risky message or not. He bit his dry lip until it was slightly bleeding. To his conscious, he erased it. Sending those things would result in no more money pocket for a month.

"Thank you," sent.

Ansel threw his phone to the wall.

"Shut up!" his neighbour shouted.

Ansel smirked, "man, you don't understand my pain."

9:55

"The professor gave me one more chance to change my thesis topic; yeah it must be my lucky day," Ansel texted Brian on the way to campus.

"WKWKWKW that damn Hitler. I really want to tear his moustache," Brian replied

"If that Hitler decided to give up, I'll treat you."

"DO IT! Write something that made him seeking isekai!"

Ansel puffed his breath, he held his boisterous laughter. Set his face into straight again. Ansel paced himself up, he was almost late. He calculated that he needs four minutes to reach his department. He shoved people who blocked his way, doesn't matter, they were all his juniors. Some just shouted, but Ansel was too ignorant to care about them.

He went up to the stairs, floor one, two more. Skipped one and two stairs, sometimes jumped up, his heart pumping faster. He was impatient, he wished that time moved slower. Floor two.

9:59

Ansel sped up, it was his maximum speed. His left foot almost slipped from the stairs, he backed up, his right foot reached higher. Sweats running from his forehead to his neck, he rushed away like the wind on full speed.

Floor three.

Finally.

10:00

He arrived on the third floor, where all of his bad dreams resided. The lecturer's hallway, to his right, was a balcony, left was the rooms where

He didn't see a man with a strange costume and weapon blocked the aisle to the lecturer's office. The man was tall, on his right hand a scythe, and left a big watch.

"What the hell a cosplayer does in this place?" Ansel ducked from the weapon, "coming through."

The man swung his scythe to Ansel's feet, Ansel swerved up, and his papers flew across the aisle.

"What the f—"Ansel spat.

Strangely, he and his papers were floating. Ansel couldn't move an inch; the man dragged his scythe along, the man's big watch stood on the place. The scythe and the watch were tied with a golden chain. The man wore a big blue robe, similar to a pastor on the church, as Ansel recalled in mind.

Is it the end? Angel of death? My life was a joke after all.

The man aimed his scythe to Ansel's neck, it was freezing old. Like a kiss of death. Ansel held his breath, his chest felt excruciating pain.

I should've called my family, tell them sorry to disappoint them all these years.

"Tell me, when was the last time you see her?" the man asked, his voice was chill.

"Who, her?"

I thought he would ask "Who's your God?"

The man put his scythe closer to Ansel's neck, he could read Ansel's mind. "Don't you ever joke to god? I'm looking for a woman; she has white hair, very long hair. She has a chilly voice, something that pierces your ears. Tell me, and I'll spare your time."

The woman of his dreams, literary, not figuratively, he recalled the memory again. He tried to speak up with his trembling lips.

"I… I saw her…"

"Very well," the man clicked his finger, Ansel's butt fell first to the floor, and it was a hard landing. Ansel rubbed it, hoping that his bones didn't break. The papers flew to his lap elegantly, it was unfair. "But I won't let you escape until you found it. Take your time," Ansel's feet were tied with a golden shackle.

He peered at the big watch that the man hide behind his robe, the clock was not moving at all. The man flipped the watch; he stared at Ansel with a stern look, pissed off. Quickly, Ansel focused on his papers.

"I found it." Ansel raised the log paper from his thesis project. Behind it was a short diary that he wrote after the bizarre dream.

"Read it to me."

"April 1st 2022. A woman with white long hair, pointed at me at the street near the post office when I walked home. She was tall, wore high heels, and she can run fast. I escaped through the small road."

"19 days ago…She never came back?"

Ansel shook his head. He just lied. Actually, he preferred to hide the truth that he couldn't tell. He also wanted that man to read his mind about his dream.

"Good. Actually, she was an evil being that escaped from my dimension to your dimension. Beware of her; she might use you as a tool to make an apocalypse. Since I am a merciful god from another dimension, I will grant you an escape, to never meet her ever. You may choose: future or past?" he spoke fast like a rapper that about to smash his album on Billboard.

Ansel partly comprehend what he said, then pointed at the man, his hand still shook, "I have a question, who are you?"

"From all nicknames…most people called me Chronos, the ruler of time."

Greek mythology, Ansel was familiar with that name. He wasn't a fan of mythology, but he heard it sometimes on movies. He didn't know that the Greek deities actually existed in another dimension. Ansel overwhelmed with the truth.

"Oh." Nodding his head, Ansel pointed at his feet, "please release me first, your eminence."

"Shake your feet," Ansel did as he said, the shackles turned into dust. "Now, you may choose to go to the future or past? I have time to spend."

"Past, please. To be precise—"

"I could read your wishes and intentions easily like a book," Chronos added, "I'll take you to the time where your fate changed completely."

Ansel awed, "nice, where exactly it could be?"

Chronos didn't answer, he turned his back, and his two small pigtails flowed. He chanted some words and slashed the air with his scythe. Big portal with golden colours swirling in front of them, the swirl has some events that happened in Ansel's life.

"When this portal changed into blue, you must enter."

"Where it would take me?"

"Just trust me; it will be a pleasant time of your life."

The swirl gradually changed its hue, it was green, and then it was dark blue.

Chronos pushed Ansel, "Go! And Godspeed!"

Ansel fell down through the portal. The end of the portal was a speck of white dot, far from his sight. When he got deeper, gravity gradually got stronger. A rush of air, heartbeat fastened, Ansel felt a surge of adrenaline goes to his head. The end of the portal got bigger and bigger. And Ansel crushed hard the white layer of the portal. It was dark.

..

Loud hard bass blasted on a room; Ansel's alarm. He jerked his body out from the bed, reached for his phone. What he saw on the phone made him puzzled.

Monday, 20 April 2020 7:33

But he was sceptical. Brian could sneak into his room and changed the time just to prank him.

Ansel searched for the latest news on the internet.

April 19th 2020, 9.35 P.M, The president's revision made netizen goes mad, here's why.

Click baits popped up on the screen, Ansel swiped them off. Some click baits have no credibility, some of the dates were made up. Ansel searched for local news.

April 20th 2020, 5.30 P.M, A fire struck garment factory, no one was injured.

Ansel swiped up the news, he found the newest.

April 20th 2020, 7:35 P.M, Fire struck house nearby.

"How in the world— Brian probably doing his thesis right now," Ansel rose up. He ran to Brian's room and knocked loudly. "Ey bro? How's the thesis?"

"GOD GAVE MERCY! I HAVEN'T SLEEP FOR THREE EFFING DAYS! SHUT UP!"

"Sorry—"

"DO YOUR OWN THESIS TOO! LAZY ASS!"

"Thesis?" Ansel raised his eyebrows, "but I haven't pass methodology class yet."

Brian opened his door with a slam, "dude, please don't get me with that nonsense joke. Oh, if you ask me 'am I dreaming bro', here," he punched Ansel's arms, "you're awake!"

"Ahaha thanks."

"You better be fast, Mr Ivan will back to Germany next month, if you're late, that bushy professor will check yours instead," Brian locked his door.

Ansel clicked his finger, he opened his laptop. Only to found his first draft of thesis marked 'accepted' at the end of the document. Luckily, the professor was not 'Hitler' this time; his professor was a foreigner, Ivan Sigmund Abene.

He never met Ivan Sigmund before, probably another possibility of his life.

"…fate changed, completely," the words slipped from Ansel's mouth. "How could this happen? Other things must have changed."

Ansel opened the university website portal; he searched for his scores from the past semester. It was unexpected, almost every class that he took, marked perfect. Some of them were professor Hitler's classes. Shook his head, and then pinched his arms.

"It's not a dream."

Still, Ansel didn't have any idea how the event turned up. And why he has to be placed at this moment.

Ansel faded his train of thought; he opened the email, checking the schedule of his thesis. The schedule was so tight, in three days a revision has been done, Ansel widened his eyes, Brian was right. After all, it was a pleasant thing for him.

This time, his dream was not deferred.

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