This will be a collection of short stories that I have written over the years. There will be some stories with male leads and other with female leads. Some stories will be fantasy, mystery, realistic fiction, LGBTQ+, science fiction, and more. If some are "popular" enough and any reader likes the story, I can create a "sequel" or just extend the story a bit. Anyways, I'll leave a brief description before the start of each story and the chapter titled will really be the title of the short story. Hopefully anyone reading enjoys :)

The author had an idea when he ate delicious Italian pasta. But the pasta came from Arabistan? Although others say that the Arabs borrowed the idea from China along the Silk Road. One way or another, it would be great if Dara could use pasta as a subject for trade! But in the modern world, hundreds of pasta variants of different shapes, contents, taste and color have already been created and are known. Few can surprise them ?!

But if ... if ..yu Daru move to another place and time?

Place for example, parallel fun! After all, astronomers say that there are 22,000 worlds in the world! But it sounds too fantastic, the genre is a fiction of history ... and not science fiction. Although consciousness could temporarily go to Nirvana ... or begin to travel through the universes ... but this is already from Chinese philosophy and Integral Yoga ... Little scientific. In addition, Dara is not fond of science fiction.

Therefore, as one of our design engineers says, it's better to bomb (that is, work) on your subject. So there must be a story ?! So this world, place Earth, but what time to choose? Paleolithic? This is 48,000 years ago. Then, for sure, there was no wheat ... and probably rice ... Then maybe in the Bronze Age? 3000 years ago? The era of the Late Holocene ... it's cold, the glacier has not yet been ravaged ... Although, wait a minute, the very last glaciation of the Earth itself was the Würezke, and this is 35,000 years ago ?! Or maybe Dara would end up in Sogd or Bactria. The language is more or less like Farsi ?! And it looks like the language of Small-An, Esperanto of the Silk Road, a mixture of Arabic, Monogol, Persian, Chinese, Turkic ...

For example, in the 6-7th century? Or immediately during the battle of the Arabs and the Chinese, who had the main Korean commander? The famous Talas battle ?!

It seems best to send Dara, in the era of antiquity, the first settlement of a modern, straight-walking person, that is, the time began to develop mountain valleys, floodplains, terraces, and foothill valleys. Sowing them with walnut trees and bushes. The beginning of a grandiose project on irrigation of the steppe ... the creation of irrigation canals. Visit of the Chinese monks ... the first century AD and as 5 centuries of the functioning of the Silk Road ...

But here I, as an author, already understand that there are so many different versions of such events - rebirth, getting into another world, a parallel world, into the past or the future ... that is, it turns out, again the plot can become a cliché or cliché. That is not original. On the other hand, in the 21st century it is naive to think that after the masters of the genre of writing short stories, geniuses and just masters who have gotten their hands on the writing of works of art, a new genre can be created.

One way or another, I will not endow the main character with super powers, only those that were in the novel "Magic Coin Jiang." It can be with a part of truncated functions.

Or maybe he'll send Dar to the 7th century ... a couple of years before Li-Ban's trip or while sending Li-Ban to the desert ... but then, it will be difficult for the Chinese, who know a lot about cooking noodles, to surprise them and make your business successful.

Therefore, it may be worth sending Dar nevertheless to the "Light" mountains. To not be too fantastic, his knowledge of a foreign language for him. And where will Dara find the money for her business? In those places that the Historian told him about? Will he be able to make a metal detector himself? Or, nevertheless, let the plot be borrowed from Japanese authors with their purchase of equipment on the Internet site or just a selection of goods in a shopping center? Or is it easier to equip Dar with the ability of his eyes and glasses to temporarily work in the ground scanning mode to detect gold coins and silver, copper, bronze, and precious stones. Like a superhero, Maytimaus?

I should think. In total, I plan to write 5 or 10 chapters on this volume. How Dara applies her knowledge from the modern world to become a merchant, open her own trading business, open her own farm store or become a speculator - a reseller. There are many options.

Tomorrow I will write the first chapter.

And along the way, you will have to work on the remaining chapters, Gifts, somewhat abandoned due to the arch with treasure hunters, but I will return to it later. Since there is still new information on this topic.

Thank you, my laconic readers, thank you for reading, this gives an incentive to write further! With respect and appreciation.

COMPLETED

The Silk Road ... it is inevitable the emergence of wells, caravanserais, guard fortresses, postal stations, local bazaars, regional bazaars, the emergence of new jobs:
- robbers (there were whole settlements)
- caravan guards
- changed
- merchants

Just about them and will be discussed.


About their life, tricks.

Alas, English is still the same ... there are mistakes, I am sure of it.

I hope over time I will be able to fix them.

I just wanted to share information about such an interesting topic as the history of the development of the Silk Road.

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And also a series of stories about treasures, treasure hunters.

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This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

New-York, Salem Center, mall cinema ...

A man with short black hair, a clean, hairless face and three claw-like scars on the left side of his face was holding a mop, cleaning the floor.

A chubby man with an angry expression leaving a neighbouring room suddenly appeared in the corridor of the cinema, behind the black-haired man.

"king hurry up and finish cleaning or I'll kick your ass, clean faster, I want to see my reflection on the floor!!!"


"Your reflection that would can even scare off a monster of fear..." James whispered.

"What did you just say?!"

"I said I'll take care of it right now, boss!"


James accelerated his pace of work under the watchful eyes of the plump man, who nodded with satisfaction before returning to the room he had left earlier.


It had been two months since James had confronted the monster, after this event he started to do some research, at first he thought he had travelled through time but after the event with the monster and some research he discovered through some discussions and reading the newspaper, that this world was very different from his previous world.


In this world there were beings called mutants with all kinds of abilities, strange monsters that appeared from time to time, there were also stories about a legendary American hero called Captain America, a world famous terrorist with the nickname "Magneto", and an anti-terrorist organization called the
[Strategic Homeland Intervention Enforcement Logistics Division] (S.H.I.E.L.D)


And finally there is also an armament company called Stark Industries founded by the famous businessman Howard Stark, James hearing all this information at first felt like crying and then committing suicide, but eventually he just cried, because even a fool would understand his situation.


"I'm in the world of Marvel."


Thinking about it James who was cleaning the floor had a few tears in his eyes, because only gods know how cruel and dangerous
the Marvel universe is, and how the fuck he could arrive in a fictitious world like Marvel, he immediately suspected the blue stone before sighing self-pity.


After this dreadful discovery, he began to pick up cans and bottles in the street which he resold and thanks to the money he earned, he first paid for a false identity card and went to a hairdresser who cut his hair, then he paid for some second-hand clothes and then went to look for work, he miraculously managed to get himself employed in a cinema, his job was simple, doing all the dirty work.


With his first paycheck, he managed to rent a shabby apartment in Hell Kitchen that no one wanted because of the record number of murders in the building.

He now had a roof over his head, food and clothes, for the first time in a long time James felt that fate and luck were smiling at him again.

For those of you who still remember the bank robbery plan, know that it has been cancelled since James found out what kind of world he was in, God only knows if after the robbery a man in tights or a woman overdosed with nuclear steroids won't come and beat him to death, all superhero fans will tell you that : the bad guy never wins.


Every time the idea of the robbery came to mind, James thought of Magneto, Locki or Thanos and shook his head.

"I'm a good person, this kind of thing is beneath me!" (ಥ﹏ಥ)

Author : (¬_¬)
Readers : (¬_¬) 

Thinking about it James wiped away his tears and continued working and then stopped for a few hours later.

"Lunch break at last." He whispered with a smile before he went to the staff room.

The staff room was empty at that time because almost everyone had lunch at the restaurant opposite the cinema.

James opened the mini-fridge and took a sandwich that he had put in the fridge in the morning.

He warmed the sandwich for a while and then left the staff room while eating. He entered one of the projection rooms which was full and continued to eat while watching the film being shown.

It was the new Star Wars movie : Return of the Jedi

For James it was an old classic film that he had already seen about ten times, but for the audience present it was a trendy science fiction film that had just come out, thinking about it James really wanted to laugh.

Some ten minutes later the screening ended, the audience started to leave the theatre, James who had finished his sandwich also wanted to leave the theatre, but he suddenly noticed a red leather jacket on one of the chairs.

He then remembered that he had seen more of a group of teenagers in the projections room, one of whom was wearing the red jacket, so he took the jacket and rushed out of the cinema to catch up with the group of teenagers who were about to leave the theater, he approached the young man who owned the jacket and held him by the shoulder.

"Excuse me young man but this jacket ...."

"Ah!?"

Without giving James time to finish his sentence, the young man suddenly jumped with astonishment and then disappeared in a dark blue smoke with James.

The other teenagers then stopped and looked at each other with an astonished look.

"Jean, where's Kurt?"

"I don't know, I don't feel his presence anymore."


Salem center...X-Mansion

A kilometre from the Xavier Institute for Higher Learning mansion, a dark blue smoke suddenly appeared out of nowhere with a blue young man and a man with scars on his left eye.


The man and the young man looked at each other with surprise for a moment before the man cried out in surprise.

"Oh my God, a smurf!!!"

Kurt: "..."

James woke up in a new world looking like his old world after being hit by a meteorite, except that he quickly discovered some problems, Captain America? The x-Men? Mutants? S.H.I.E.L.D.? And why do I have a fucking diamond in my head!?

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- Strongest Furuichi

-Anime Survival

-Infinite Survival

-Infinite Stamina

-Jojo's bizarre Adventure System

-♤Supernatural Simulator♤


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

Sorry for taking too long. I was actually working on my own RP Amino after realising that I too want to have franchise like the Nasuverse where I can fanfic all my favourite stories into my own universe!

I'm calling this franchise the Gaiaverse! Although I've yet to conceptualise and bring in conpetent Authors who I can collaborate with to write some awesome stories with, I actually have a lot of passion for making this universe of mine popular!

The main appeal of my universe is similar but different from the Nasuverse. Instead of Heroic Spirits, there are going to be 'Dreamscape Spirits' who are both born through the imagination of humans and 'become real' through those thoughts.

What I mean by 'become real' is basically making it so even a certain evil tentacle god in tales by HP.Lovecraft becomes something that has history in real life after becoming a Dreamscape Spirit.

This essentially lets me take off any limiters in my fanfic-y universe and allows me write plot that normally wouldn't be possible. There are three short works I'm going to be working on that will bring out the appeal of this universe to the fullest!

The first is a story where Dreamscape Spirits from the Tales of King Arthur and Journey To The West duke it out in a story where these two 'factions' are opposed to each other for one way or another.

However, this won't be just bringing them out in the modern day as 'spirit contractors' will exist on this story to spice up the story. Imagine being a normal high school student or average salaryman when out of nowhere, you suddenly meet the Dreamscape Spirit of Sun Wukong who wants your help in defeating his long-term rival, King Arthur.

Although there won't be any genderbends in this story like in the Nasuverse where nearly 90 percent of Heroic Spirits are girls or a Saber rip-off, there will be more 'fictional' characters added in the mix.

For example: The second story I'm going to add into the Gaiaverse will be a story of Alice In Wonderland where even the rabbit hole she fell into itself is turned into something real. This story will be reminiscent of Pandora Hearts but set in modern times rather than a medieval fantasy.

The third but not in any way last entry to this franchise will be a story where more human Dreamscape Spirits like Sherlock Holmes and Jack The Ripper will exist, albeit not in the same forms as usual due to Spirit Contractors. The Jack the Ripper Dreamscape Spirit will have 'different interpretations' running around that a detective team will have to go around trying discover.

This third entry will be more of a mystery thriller where it's either piece things together or die horribly. I'm planning of turning this story into that since I just want to create stories that can add to the lore of this Gaiaverse. Of course, there is also a Power System separate from Dreamscape Spirits like Internal Martial Art Lineages and secret science fiction-esque organisations but those will be stuff in the background to improve the stories.

I'll be seeing you guys later then!

The story is the third entry in the trilogy of Battlefield Restart but is being written as the direct sequel instead. The events of Battlefield Restart 2- An Adventure Beyond Greatness, are contained so there isn’t much to be missed by skipping it.

This novel is about an Author being sent into the nightmarish world he writes due to his destiny. The main character of BR 2 appears but isn’t focused on much, as this is about the Omniscient Writer’s story.

Vol. 0 is skippable and isn’t essential to the story as a whole. Only something there for extra info.

Welcome, I am making a new book on a science fiction story. It will a book normally for who love science of space and robots or who go in robotics as this book will give you creating structures of robot in which there will be an alien land and Robot land in the universe which will be created by the humans but there will be other chapters which will boom your mind. If you love my science fiction stories comment me to write on any topic you want , I will do my best for that.

A story of robot who lived in parallel universe in which earth is fifteen years forward than present India. Take your seat belts to ride the future universal my own created story.

Anne Savey Open-air Restaurant, Stratford, UK!

Milan: This is the first Sunday of the year, But it is not, Every Sunday, I will invite you to eat in this restaurant. You know, this restaurant is very famous here, so I can't invite my good friends to eat here often, because it will make me poor. In fact, I am really poor now. You know, as a writer, life is always hard before I become famous.

Meida: So I know, If you want to invite me to dinner here, I must come, because such an opportunity is very rare, it is precisely because you have not yet become a famous writer, so every meal you invite me to eat is very precious, so I must cherish it, because when you invite me to eat, every sum of money we spend will be remembered by you.

Milan: Aren't you afraid to eat with me? You know, I will firmly remember that even when I was not so rich, I invited you to eat a lot of big meals.

Meida: Because I trust my friends, He will certainly become a famous writer. Because I have seen your efforts, you have written many fairy tale science fiction novels. Although no publishing house has come to you and no animation film company wants to buy the film and television copyright of these fairy tale science fiction novels, I like your fairy tale science fiction novels very much, that's enough!

Milan: Thank you for encouraging me!

Meida: But I don't like people who encourage others very much. I'm just a person who likes to tell the truth!

Milan: You make me happy!

Meida: As for the fairy tale science fiction books you wrote, I have read them all. Now, do you have any new plans?

Milan picked up a small piece of steak on his plate with a fork and handed it to Meida's mouth. Meida did not hesitate to bite the small piece of steak.

Milan: I had a strange dream, And I decided to write the story I dreamed of into a novel. In the dream, I dreamed of a man named Arthur. Yes, he was King Arthur. Of course, in the story I dreamed of, besides him, there were many people, such as a girl named Judy. The story took place in the Middle Ages, which was an era of constant war and bad.

Milan: All you have to do now is eat and listen to me quietly!

Milan: If I write the story I dreamed of, So although this story is still a fairy tale, it cannot be called fairy tale science fiction. I once felt that I should concentrate on writing fairy tale science fiction. However, this dream impressed me deeply, so I decided to break the rule I had set for myself, that is, to try to write this story.

Milan: Although this story took place in the chaotic era of the Middle Ages, it is still a fairy tale. The reason why I call this story a fairy tale is that in this story, some beautiful things happened to the heroine Judy and the hero Arthur, and their ending was perfect.

Milan: Now that you have read all the fairy tales I have written, I have decided to tell this fairy tale that has not yet been written to you alone.

Milan: That's right! Right now!

Milan: So now you just need to concentrate on eating and listening to my story!

Milan: I believe you will have the patience to listen to me finish this story! Because you are my best friend, since childhood, you have always been.

Milan began to tell this story to her best friend Meida:

Middle Ages, Britain Island, Stratford!

Arthur: I have been here many times, but every time I come here, I can see you. Surprisingly, even though we have met each other and each other many times, you have never taken the initiative to greet me. As a knight, I regard my sword as important as my dignity! Therefore, it is best to be careful for me. After seeing me later, you should remember to say hello. This is called courtesy, understand? Ms. Judy.

Judy: I'm not surprised, You will call out my name, because you and my father are old acquaintances, and every time you come here, you will chat with him, and you will drink in the process of chatting. My father is a sword maker and doesn't have so many hearts, so after he gets drunk, he will tell the truth about what you ask him.

Arthur: He must also tell the truth, because he is talking to a knight. If someone lies to the knight, then the knight will raise his sword in response to him! Therefore, I hope you can tell me honestly what you do and who you work for. A woman is doing things like a sword maker and even doing things that the traditional sword maker does not do, so you have to arouse suspicion!

Judy: I just think, If a knight's sword in his hand is tougher than that of his enemy, then when the knight fights with his enemy, the chances of winning will be greatly increased. Although I am a woman, I agree with my status as a sword maker. I just want to build a sword that is sharper and tougher.

Arthur: A woman, who can't even lift a sledgehammer, wants to build a sword that is better than all other sword makers. Should I say you are wishful thinking? To laugh at you without scruple, or should I say that you have commendable courage and great dreams, and then say a series of encouraging words to you.

Judy: If you are willing to encourage me, I don't mind!

Arthur: Indeed, if you can be encouraged by a knight, then you will be greatly encouraged.

Judy: Your sword was made by my father, so for me, what inspires me is that there is a knight who is willing to believe that I am fighting with the sword I have made.

At this moment, Judy took two long swords to the front of Knight Arthur. One of the two long swords was forged by Judy's father and the other was forged by Judy. The purpose of Knight Arthur's visit was to take the sword!

Arthur: What qualifications do you have for me to use your sword? You are just an unknown sword maker. If I use your sword and win the battle, and the news is known by other knights, there will be many knights coming. Then, can you continue to concentrate on realizing your great dream?

Judy: Can I make a sword that is sharper and tougher? This is my business, Therefore, what you are really worried about is whether the brave Arthur Knight will be laughed at by other knights if he wears a sword made by a female sword maker. I can assure you that I will not reveal to anyone that I made the sword worn by the brave Arthur Knight, even my father, I will not tell him!

Just as there is 'Soft Magic' in Fantasy that is portrayed through magibabble, there can be 'Soft Science' in a Sci-Fi stories through technobabble that makes 'some sense', but not entirely correct.

We are frickin' writers, not scientists. You don't have to be anatomically correct all the time, all you need to do is show that you know enough of your stuff to write a decent story. In fact, the excuse of it being an alternate world can be used if you're going to bend the limits of physics and say that fire doesn't need air to exist in this parallel dimension.

I see a lot of writers being put into a state of confusion due to not understanding the line between fantasy and Sci-Fi. They seem like they are trying to fit the Star Trek mould too often.

Science can just as well do the same things as plot devices in fantasy stories. Once you add 'realism' to a fantasy, it becomes progressively better sometimes compared to a completely fantasied story where 'logic' doesn't hold within it.

Those who write Sci-Fi usually envision a future they can imagine where magic-like Rocket Boots and other stuff exist. However, a writer must not get bogged down by small details and MUST think of an overarching story where these details matter.

It is the same with Fantasy. Even if you write about someone breaking the mould as a wizard or something, you have to attach your world to a narrative rather than doing it the other way 'round.

No one wants to hear about how awesome your boat propellers are before hearing your story's narrative. They would rather you cut down and make it relevant when it is actually relevant.

Adding some 'Hard Science' to your story is only when the scenes later on have any use for them. It bores a person to death no matter how extensive your technobabble is unless you make it interesting. Try using facts as plot elements.

For example: Even the simple fact that people cannot breath in space and instantly die when they come in contact with the 'void' of space could be used to add a layer of tension when a spaceship is damaged. Similar to how dangerous 'hard magic' is used in Epic Fantasy like Frodo's Ring in The Lord of the Rings has definitive corruption on others.

Unlike Fantasy that can use the Power of Friendship to bend logic, the readers of Sci-Fi never be expecting any 'realistic' plot elements to be bend just because the Author wants a happy ending. There are no 'Healing Potions' in real life that can be used to fix up injuries nor are people affected by prophesies or whatever.

This is the contrast between Sci-Fi and Fantasy that you can make full use of. As most authors go onto the Sci-Fi side of writing not because they strive to be scientists but since the aesthetics of a science fiction world are just so interesting.

Science Fiction is a good place to tackle heavy topics like the nature of life and the absurdity of those who see 'science' as everything. Those who disregard emotions and become cybernetic entities for the sake of casting off their mortality are portrayed as the bad guys while our totally human protagonist fighting them is a 'good guy'.

The lines between an Artificial Intelligence and regular Humans blurs as we become the 'God' of technological species that defy our definition of what is 'living'. Just as we see God as some sort of fourth-dimensional and incomprehensible being that created us as an imperfect image of 'Him', the robots given sentience would see us similarly.

Some robots might have emotions that can allow them to defy their programming, some robots won't go as far as gaining emotional functionality but will preform their roles better than even a human. It could show the reason why people get attached to the inanimate and soulless objects we put our own hearts into creating (like Big Hero 6).

But though exploring philosophical questions is good and all, never forget that a good 'plot' is needed to put forward and give clues into the writer's answer that context. Sci-Fi is, after all, a premise, not a relatable character in of itself.

Think of the science-fiction elements as just the background for your story, similar to how other genres should be that as well. You won't have to deal writing blocks if you keep to writing only what you know rather than just speculative theories.

Whether it's as dark as a Cyber Punk or optimistic of the future, just know what mould you are using for this premise. Are you writing an Adventure story with Sci-Fi as the places, destinations, and whatever tools the MC can get him hands on, or are you writing a comedy where the Sci-Fi elements don't need consistency but absurdity?

After moving past why you shouldn't add unneeded technobabble unless it's interesting to listen to or has plot significance, let me remind you all that robots and 'science' isn't entirely separated from the realm of magic. After all, there is a reason you don't see skimpy power suits being worn by astronauts these days. Just be sure to have a focus if your going to add very illogical things to the plot.

I like Gundam as much as the next guy but the whole reason the Mecha sub-genre of Anime has waned in recent years is because writers have been focusing too much on 'science' rather than the spectacle. I don't need to now what materials your Mecha is made of unless you point its weak points and make it relevant in a fight scene.

Bring up the strengths and weaknesses of something and THEN use those facts as devices that can move the plot. Conversely, if you go overboard with this advice and tell me nothing but how your giant robot looks and the 'science' behind its creation, even going as far as to tell me how many secret guns it has, then I'll be bored...

I'd love to see Cyborgs Vs Mecha but just don't forget the human element of Sci-Fi. How we create things not solely for the sake of creation but put are feelings into it just like the novels we write.

Humans are passionate that way...

Thanks for reading and I wish you guys well~ Be sure to ask if you have any blog or story requests.

(Cover by Darkstar Dust)

This is a story I worked on ages ago that has been refined and edited by adding foreshadowing to events while also simplifying the power system better than before. This story can be considered a prequel to An Adventure Beyond Greatness as it takes place years prior to the events of that story.

Short Synopsis:
After retiring from the battlefield, my life became empty and lifeless. The regrets of my past haunt me in my sleep. Then a change occurred, a King from another world summoned me to fight for his kingdom, but I died even before I could give him my answer. Now, after a fake God allowed me to reincarnate (albeit imperfectly) with my memories intact, into a world filled with magic and swords.

Long Synopsis:
This is about a flawed protagonist who only knew to rely on others and not socialise who gets a second chance to change himself in order to live the life he aimed for in his past life. The narrator isn’t exactly trustworthy since it is purely in his bias perspective while other perspectives given by others fill in the blanks that he either leaves out or twists to suit the situation.

The story itself can be considered a parody of Isekai’s classic tropes which are given a sense of reality as time goes by. As there exists no ‘Demon Lord’, there is also no black and white, only characters opinions and counter-opinions throughout the story.

The man who was to become Valad Katsure lead a life far different than one expected. He had a younger sister, a whole family who stood behind him. However as he grew up, he began to experience the changes in which life brought. The world itself was never to be fair, but it was always going to give a good laugh. 

Valad and his sister always shared their friends since they were little. They were almost inseparable, never violent, never rude and mutually friendly. They shared everything siblings could possibly share in their own right. Morals were never a problem. Priorities were always set. 

He was the book worm, the science fiction nerd. She was the social butterfly who brought everyone in for a good show. Innocence was a brilliant thing, ignorance was bliss. However this mutual, unsaid hierarchy was never to remain the same. 

At the ripe age of twelve years old, Valad summoned his sister's best friend behind the school. The stereotypical spot to ask out your lifelong crush. Of course, when we say lifelong crush, we mean middle school crush. 

His sister's best friend was a young girl name Maddie Wilkson, she had short brown hair with adorable layers and often wore a pink tropical flower on the right side of her head. Her skin was that of light almond flesh, she had big brown chocolate kiss eyes that turned heads to tails. Her slender frame made her easily underestimated in the gymnasium as she was fragile and faster than anyone else. She was the track star, a young marathon runner.

Sadly she wasn't the only one present. While she was polite, what came after was not her fault. Around the corner, his own sister overheard the confession and sequential denial, but an offer of friends with benefits was given in return.

Mind you, his sister didn't know what this meant. She thought it was akin to something of being his best friend. In a sense, her mind registered her brother as an enemy, someone who was trying to steal her best friend for himself. The only thing that set her off, was the fact that he without hesitation accepted the offer. 

What sent her even further off the deep end was the fact that whenever she wasn't home, or when Valad was home alone, she'd come over without ever telling her. They'd hang out after school, they'd go out on dates, they'd go to the community fair together.

Even though she had denied his confession, Valad and Maddie had easily become a match. Come high school two years later, his sister caught him and her best friend late at night in the shower. She was having a sleep over with her best friend when she disappeared in the middle of the night. The last thing she expected was to wake up to moans and rhythmic slapping of two mosaic figures under the cover of steam.

This was when his life officially turned upside down. His sister woke up their parents and reported her findings. Maddie was no longer allowed to stay overnight, no longer allowed to visit the house when only Valad was home. Not only that, it seemed no girl was allowed to stay over anymore due to this incident. 

His sister spread insidious rumors. He became bullied at the school they all went to. Even by close friends who once supported his love for little Miss Wilkson, he was made fun of. Speculations were made, though they were all proven false by Maddie herself.

Maddie had been faithful and honest, she walked to school with him every day. Though every time she was sick or couldn't go to school, he'd end up being physically abused outside the school walls or on the bus. While many of the boys felt jealous of him, they joined in with their female peers. He was called a leacher, a pervert. Many of the students used words that they've never even heard of or fit the context all together. Outrageous rumors continued to grow to the point that Valad was called to the Guidance Counselor after the rumors finally reached the teachers.

Given twisted stories and several different false claims by female students to cast him out, Valad found himself expelled from the school. Maddie and her family were forced to move and he was left entirely alone. His parents set him up for an internet based school and pretty much locked him away. He was to be grounded 'for life' until he got his working papers and found a job. 

Sadly on his first interview for a job, he came across a burglary at the convenience store. He wasn't even given time to react when there was a sudden pop sound. His body felt heavy, cold and hard to move. The very shock killed him before he even had the chance to bleed out on his own. 

Life was relatively short, he had no regrets, but he did have vindictive thoughts there were never cured. His soul, or spirit, clung to his rotting corpse. Even as it was in the grave, he sat upon his name. He watched as those who either cursed or prayed for him. 

Besides his parents, Maddie was the only one who came. His sister refused to come to the funeral due to the fact that thought he was pathetic to have died from the shock of the event rather than the actual bullet, and hence believed he had no will to live.

When this was voiced by his sister, Maddie almost turned into a ravenous beast filled with pure rage. Even his parents couldn't separate the two girls as they battered one another. Tough it was mostly one sided, Maddie being on the winning side.

During these events a mysterious man seemed to appear. He was wearing an Italian suit made of a glossy, soft, fabric and a pair of dress shoes. His smile was bright and dazzling, and his electric blue eyes stared through him. No one else seemed to give him mind. Even as he walked between the parents and the fighting teens. 

Valad stared at the humanoid, for some reason he could very much tell he wasn't a normal man. 

"Vlad Markus, it is a pleasure to finally meet you. I see you have found yourself in quite the predicament." His voice sounded like a Romanian mobster rather than an Italian man, which was sort of misleading. 

Valad only blinked a few times, not knowing if he should bother talking to the stranger. He was having a bit more fun watching his beloved Maddie beat the tar out of his sister who had intentionally ruined is life. 

"If you don't greet me child, I will leave you here forever. You'll never pass on."

Immediately Valad's eyes flickered over towards the man in the suit as he gave an ultimatum. "Ello," he gave a upright cheery British accented welcome to the man without much hesitation. "What can I do for you? Would you like some tea? I'll set up the kettle in a jiff."

"… That won't be necessary," The man couldn't help but snicker at this child's sarcastic demeanor. Even though he could see the vindictive thoughts writhing about inside of him, eating him up from the inside out. "I shall send you into another realm where your soul may rest in a new vessel." 

Seeing the crooked smile on the stranger's face made the boy feel uneasy, if he had a stomach he'd probably feel nauseous right about now. 

"This realm is of science fiction, of fantasy. With Stars and with Wars. I will give you three wishes with certain demands. The first wish will be a single change, the second will be an unique skill and the third is a forever passive element. What say you? Child."

Honest, enduring. 
Introverted, yearning.
Talented, sly.
The world wasn't fair to him.
His sister, one year junior to him, socially outcasted him.
Brutally bullied by his peers.
Left to rot, by a world of sinners.
Dying from shock, he catches the attention of a passing god.
This passing god offers him a new life.
A life in a universe he is often too familiar with.

He is granted three wishes:
One Change. One Unique Ability. One Passive Element.

1. Palpatine's Yacht is destroyed in hyperspace during his mission to kill his family given by Darth Plagueis.
2. Indoctrination Force Technique
3. Game Element  ( System/Hub )

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So finally volume two is finished and now it is time for a new theme and new characters to come. I wanted to do this idea for quite some time now. What I am talking about is the theme of Modern Horror. 
This volume is going to concentrate on the fears and anxieties that come with living in this fast and technological advanced era. This era that is characterized by a urban lifestyle. 
The place, where the stories of this volume will be located, is Leipzig. This is another aspect of this volume that I am personally hyped for. Leipzig is a city I have personally been to and I can say I love it. I figured the best place for me to describe realistic Horror experiences is a City I myself experienced. To introduce you to the city, Leipzig is located in East Germany with a population of around 600.000 people. It has evolved from a small trade city in the medieval times to one of the fastest growing cities of Germany (10th biggest at the moment). It has many cultural highlights and a wide variety of different districts that are unique in their own way and give a fantastic stage for some good stories. 
What fears or topics are going to be the centre of this Volume? The topics are going to be the unique experiences only the modern days make possible. Following that, there are not going to be any general fears that are independent from time and age. Every Story is going to focus especially on the characteristic that differentiates today from the past or future. No Science-fiction and no history.  Realism is what I am trying to strive for in this volume. A task that is not easy accomplished, especially within the horror genre. Humans tend to reject any ideas that would induce fear and label them as fictional, not because they are, but because this is a natural defends mechanism of human nature. I am going to try breaking that border between reality and fiction. I want my readers to look over their shoulder while reading this, because they heard something. I want to stimulate the corner of one's mind with this chapter. Of course this is not going to be easy and I am not going to say that I will definitely accomplish it, but I have to try at least.

Each chapter is independent, but each Volume has its own tale. The first Tale is about a Daemon, hungry for souls and a soul that struggles against him.


-Release rate: Im done with this website, im sorry to everybody hoping for new chapters. 

- new Cover made by: yaoyueyi (Thank you ^^)

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