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"Well first off, let me do my wish!, so my wish is… Hmmmm, so my wish is a passive skill that will alert me of any system user that is in the same world, and will create an alternate version of that world...Yup that one!"

"Deducting 2 out of three of your wishes…*Ding*...Completed, You have been give the passive ability [Multiverse Creation]!...You have 1 out of three wishes left." (Hime)

"Hey Hime, do you think that my wish was worth it?" Asked Joseph as he contemplates the fact that he just used up 2 out of his 3 wishes for one ability. 

"Your wish is about quality over quantity, So technically speaking you did not waste an 'ounce of your wishes."(Hime)

"For my third and final wish, I would like you to give me infinite System Points!..." (Joseph)

"*Ding*....Host does not have the required wishes to pay for this option!..." Replied Hime, as our MC spat blood once again, due to the frustration of not having enough wishes. (ED: He's easier to offend than a white collage student)

"Welp, moving on then!...so in that case my last wish will be a System Point Generator that is upgradable!" Said Joseph as he quickly recovered from massive blood loss yet 'AGAIN'!" (Joseph) (Author: Still don't know how he gets blood lost even tho his at his spirit form)

"Deducting the last and final wish…" replied Hime as she process to get Joseph Wish. "*Ding*...Deduction complete!...Host has been Given a new passive skill [System Point Generator]!" (Hime)

"Now Hime, what's my status?" (Joseph)

"*Ding*.... Op as F*CK!" (Hime)

Name: Joseph

Race: Primordial Chaos Spirit

Age: ??? (Beyond the laws of time and space)

Title: 

Abilities: 
Passive Abilities: [System Point Generator],[Multiverse Creation], [Immortal Soul]
Active Abilities: none

System Point Generator: Allow host to gain 10 system points every hour.

Multiverse Creation: Allows the user to create an alternate version of the current universe in any way.

Immortal Soul: Makes the Host Soul Immortal.

Bloodlines:?

Strength: (Unable to view in spirit form)

Soul: ??? (Soul is so powerful it is impossible for it to be destroyed or measured)

Agility: (Unable to view in spirit form)

Dexterity: (Unable to view in spirit form)

Endurance: (Unable to view in spirit form)

Health: (Unable to be physically damaged in spirit form)

Power level: ?

As Joseph browse through his Status, he is amazed to see that the system itself deemed, that his soul was so powerful that it has become an immortal soul! As for his age….well...let's not go into that, he still likes to think of himself to be same young *cough* innocent Otaku that likes to fantasize about Waifus. (ED: damn old ass pervert)

"Hey Hime, can you show me my status when I'm not in my spirit form?" (Joseph)

*Ding* 

Name: Joseph

Race: Primordial Chaos Spirit

Age: ??? (Beyond the laws of time and space)

Title: 

Abilities: 
Passive Abilities: [System Point Generator],[Multiverse Creation], [Immortal Soul]
Active Abilities: none

System Point Generator: Allow host to gain 10 system points every hour.

Multiverse Creation: Allows the user to create an alternate version of the current universe in any way.

Immortal Soul: Makes the Host Soul Immortal.

Bloodlines: Ōtsutsuki (Firstborn), Ancient Saiyan(1, 2, 3, 4(Locked), red(Locked), GOD(Locked), Ultra Instinct(Locked)), Azure Dragon, Angel and Devil. 

Strength: (Enough to destroy a Galaxy)

Soul: ??? (Soul is so powerful it is impossible for it to be destroyed or measured)

Agility: (Able to break space and time itself)

Dexterity: (Able to make even an old crusty woman to orgasm) (Author: What have you done ED?!) (ED: Me! What bullsh*t is this you're the one fingering your grandma all day)(Author: says the one that dig old Woman's grave just to finger them!)(ED: You never know what their hiding up there)

Endurance: (Inexhaustible) (ED: Great for escaping unwanted injuries from his Dominatrix Waifus) (Author: Good one ED!)

Health: (Enough to sustain a beating of 10,000 sadistic Waifus) (ED: Are they doing it one at a time or all at once?)(Autohr: All)

Power level: 696,969,696,969

"How the Bloody H*ll did I get so OP, I'm just asking, not complaining or anything. Where did all of those bloodlines come from?!, I mean I remember having those bloodlines when I was in the trial worlds, but aren't they supposed to go away when you die?"(Joseph)

"*Ding*, Author-sama wanted to be lazy about character growth….*cough*…I mean due to the actions and experiences in your past lives you gained these as a bonuses, and it will stay with you for the rest of your lives."

As Joseph ignore the first part of the announcement, He ponders over the things he hath done in his past life to get all of this benefits.

"What exactly did I do?" said Joseph outloud.

"*Ding* In cultivation world you reached the very pinnacle, the overlord. Conquering all the lands while destroying all your enemies, you stood at the peak of all beings until your best friend Arthur and your little brother Jacob poisoned your birthday cake with Devil's Regret. As many of your subjects rejoiced at the news of your death as those who wept.

In the DBZ you subdued anyone in your path, weather they be gods, demons, or even the creator themself. To rebuild your clan the saiyan-jin, you trained under the destruction god and eventually rebuilt your clan. Unfortunately saiyans do not live forever and as you aged your power declined until you were killed in a rebellion on your birthday after 10,000 years of your rule. By the rebellion's end there were none left to cry for you.

In the Naruto World you reach the peak, and they deemened you as the strongest. You united all the various gangs(Ex.akatsuki) across the land and overthrew the ninja villages or so you thought. Unfortunately some ninjas survived and vowed revenge on you and revenge they got. They tied burned you alive after poisoning your birthday cake to weaken you….Does this Satisfy Host question?" (Hime)

"Should I really be burdened with this type of Power? Hime you do know that this young master is already too powerful to enter the lower worlds I wanted to visit, they would not be able to contain my powers. Heck, it might even lead to their destruction! What will happen to my Waifus then?!" Replied Joseph with a hint of bitterness and narcissism.

"Calculating all of the possibilities for the host to try….*Ding*..... Host can just Reincarnate as a baby, I will restrict your power till you reach the viable age where the planet itself has benefitted on the small amount of energy leakage you've been giving it and will have it's foundations and inhabitants potential drastically increased and strengthened." (Hime)

"Great idea, I knew that you loved the harem idea." (Joseph)

 "..." (Hime)

"Since we both want the harem to happen the best place to reincarnate in is obviously…"

His First Life he lived his life as a Normal Otaku being on Earth.

In his second life, he learned how to cultivate  and reach the peak, he became an overlord.

In his third life, he learned how to control Ki, and manage to subdued all the gods and the creators.

In his fourth life, he learned how to control Chakra, and reach the apex of the world.

In his fifth life, he manage to earn a system that contains 3 wishes and a chance to travel the anime/marvel multiverse, follow our rejuvenated Otaku as he travels the multiverse conquering and making the greatest harem you will ever see!


I will be posting randomly as I do not have a assigned schedule yet.

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          A strange creature is floating in the colorless space. This creature has the appearance of an eyeball, but its similarity with an eyeball stops here. Most of the creature's metallic black surface is covered by glowing circuitry lines that merge into its neon blue iris, and the color of this creature's iris is the same as the color of those circuitry lines. This creature has a light yellow pupil in the center of its iris, which is blinking in a steady interval.
          At first glance, this creature seems like a nightmarish creature that comes out of a sci-fi movie, but this creature is actually the supreme being in [Fictional Realm]. This creature is called [Administrator] and its purpose is to manage the circulation of [resource] that keeps the [Fictional Realm] stable and existing indefinitely.
          [Fictional Realm] is the name of a metaphysical realm made from mankind's collective subconscious thoughts and their beliefs about fiction. It is both illusory and reality, existing as both matter and dream.
          As the manager of the [Fictional Realm], [Administrator] dwells in the centermost of this imaginary universe. Although it never left its dwelling, [Administrator] always knows what happens in [Fictional Realm] because it is omniscient. And with [Administrator]'s authority in this imaginary universe, [Administrator] is also omnipotent. Of course, [Administrator]'s power is limited to this imaginary universe alone.
          With that, [Administrator] is an existence akin to God. No... [Administrator] is the God of this imaginary universe. It is the absolute supreme being above all overpowered fictional characters that were ever being created by mankind's ideas. And despite [Administrator]'s power is absolute, it doesn't mean [Administrator] is without an equal, and truth be told, there exists a threat against its existence…
          The natural counter of [Fictional Realm] and [Administrator] — created by the jaded thought and realistic outlook of mankind who was disillusioned by their harsh reality, an existence called [Oblivion] is the natural counter of [Fictional Realm]. Although they were made from the collective subconscious of mankind, which means they share a similar origin, [Oblivion] has an advantage against [Fictional Realm] and [Administrator] because of its conceptual nature — [Oblivion] exists only to erase the [Fictional Realm], a nature that presented a gross disadvantage for [Administrator] and its imaginary universe that wants to preserve their existence.
          [Administrator] has tried countless attempts to fight off the advance of [Oblivion], and yet all [Administrator]'s attempts met with utter failure. [Administrator] has sent off the strongest characters — heroes, antiheroes, and villains — from each fictional world within [Fictional Realm], but those characters ended up as insignificant nuisances against the [Oblivion], which devoured them in the blink of an eye.
          Like throwing countless eggs on the boulder's hard surface, those eggs cannot harm the boulder. Maybe, the more apt metaphor is, like throwing pebbles into an ocean. And it was nothing but a waste of resources that could be used for better things.
          Although those characters were powerful, they lacked something that could affect the [Oblivion]. And that something is the [Will of Mankind] from [Reality].
          Coming to that conclusion, [Administrator] had an idea: "What if I summon someone from [Reality]?"
          Since [Fictional Realm] and [Oblivion] were made from humanity's collective subconscious, a person from [Reality] is surely the answer for [Administrator]'s dilemma. But summoning someone from [Reality] is something easier said than done! Although [Administrator] is peerless in the scope of [Fictional Realm], [Administrator] is only peerless in this imaginary universe and cannot summon a person from [Reality] through conventional means that often happened in Portal Fantasy stories. As an aside, [Administrator] intimately knows the concept of Hero Summoning from many worlds within this imaginary universe. After all, all fictional ideas that were thought out by mankind existed in this imaginary universe. And 'Portal Fantasy' is a well-known genre of fiction. There are countless worlds wherein that kind of phenomenon happened.
          Be that as it may, [Administrator] can still summon someone from [Reality], but not through the conventional means that normally happened in those 'Portal Fantasy'-based worlds. Because of the nature of [Fictional Realm], [Administrator] cannot summon this person's physical body. Only this person's ego can be summoned to [Fictional Realm].
          Furthermore, summoning the ego of a person from [Reality] is an arduous and costly endeavor. [Administrator] needs to sacrifice an exorbitant amount of the [resources] generated by mankind's subconscious thoughts and beliefs. And lately, this [resource] is very scarce and enough to maintain the continuity of the [Fictional Realm] while slowing down the progress of [Oblivion].
          It is clear that [Fictional Realm] is currently in a precarious situation.
          The reason behind this [resource] deficiency is, as time progressed in [Reality], mankind collectively become stagnant and lazy because of the convenience of the modern era. They have stopped producing substantial ideas and beliefs, lacking inspiration and imagination, which are important to generate enough [resource] to sustain the [Fictional Realm]. And so, [Administrator] experienced [resource] deficiency. Still, with the mechanical precision in management, [Administrator] was able to save up the extra [resource] for an emergency. It is unclear if its savings are enough to fuel the summoning. [Administrator] has never done this, after all. There is a chance it doesn't have enough energy.
          "Regardless, I shall do it!" The desperate [Administrator] decided.
          And so, [Administrator] consumed its saved [resource] and opened a connection to the collective subconscious of mankind. And just by doing that alone has taken almost the entirety of [Administrator]'s savings, but [Administrator] soon discovers its saved [resource] isn't enough to pull someone's ego from [Reality] to the [Fictional Realm].
          "Should the energy for keeping my realm stable be used for this?" [Administrator] asked and started weighing its decision.
          If [Administrator] uses up its stored energy that must be circulated in [Fictional Realm], countless worlds will cease to exist at once. And without those worlds to slow down [Oblivion], that conceptual calamity will quickly and easily get closer to [Administrator]'s location in the centermost of the [Fictional Realm]. However, if its plan succeeds, it can stop the advance of its archenemy indefinitely.
          It is a dangerous gamble. [Oblivion] will claim it if [Administrator] makes a mistake, but it can also prolong [Fictional Realm] existence if it succeeds!
          After finding its resolve, [Administrator] discovers another problem, it can't just take anyone from [Reality]! It can't summon someone charismatic that can sway the masses, which is the kind of person [Administrator] needs the most! A person with the power to move the masses has an important connection with the collective subconscious of mankind. Someone like that has overabundant resources to fight off the [Oblivion], as well as maintaining the expenditure of [Fictional Realm]. However, that kind of person is very important in the [Reality], and [Administrator] cannot take that kind of person away from [Reality]...
          Well, truth be told, [Administrator] can summon someone like that, but it will cease to exist because of converting its existence into the required [resource] to summon such a person. In the end, [Administrator] narrowed down the list of candidates it could summon without endangering its existence...
          Somehow, all the candidates it can summon are Otaku or Weeaboo that aren't significant in [Reality]. And truth be told, [Administrator] doesn't mind that kind of people because they suit its needs. Being mindful of its expendable [resource], [Administrator] selects the candidates with the cheapest [resource] to summon them.
          From here, the candidates are Otaku and Weeaboo who don't mind getting summoned to another world — people who are delusional and dreamer — they know that being summoned to another world is something that only happens in fiction but they still wish to get the opportunity to experience that. They are people without family or significant others to tie them down in [Reality]. And they consider their life is too difficult, and they yearn to have a superpower to make their life more easy and convenient. These kinds of people are surprisingly many. And so, [Administrator] summons one randomly.
          After pulling the ego of this person, [Administrator] discovers that its connection to the subconscious of mankind has been cut off. Perhaps, it is the instinct of mankind's subconscious to protect themselves. That aside, this happening presents a bigger problem for [Administrator]. Since [Fictional Realm] was cut off from the [Reality], it wouldn't receive the [resource] to maintain the existence of [Fictional Realm]. 
          [Administrator]'s regret is bottomless, but it can do nothing about it. At least, [Administrator] has someone from [Reality] that can become a constant resource generator for [Fictional Realm]. Well, [Administrator] only grasped a lifeline here. Nevertheless, [Administrator] achieved what it sought out even though [Fictional Realm] and [Administrator] is in a pinch now.
          Putting aside its regret and other irrelevant thoughts, [Administrator] begins experimenting with this person. After some time, [Administrator]'s experiments met mixed results. [Administrator] could turn this person into the generator of [resource] to replace its cut off supply from the collective subconscious of mankind. However, the resources it gained was very limited, even below the standard of a single person's worth of resource it could gain from the collective subconscious of mankind.
          However, it couldn't be helped since this person is only a mediocre person, and this person was under outside influence to stimulate his willpower. No matter, what is important is [Administrator] has realized it could cultivate this person to produce more [resource] for [Fictional Realm].
          Other than that, [Administrator] discovered that the 'something' it needs to fight off [Oblivion] can be produced by this person. However, [Administrator] cannot reproduce this 'something' because the production of this 'something' is according to this person's desire and willpower.
          Because of that, [Administrator] is helpless. It cannot just force this person to generate this... All right, let's call this 'something' as a 'vaccine' to fight off [Oblivion]. Although it has absolute omnipotence and omniscience, its power only affects this imaginary universe, and since this person came from [Reality], he is beyond [Administrator] capability to directly exploit him.
          "Was that Mankind's Free Will? Mankind is an amazing creature." Although [Administrator] cannot directly exploit this person's will, it is still feeling amazed by this human.
          After some moments, [Administrator] puts aside its amazement to this human and focuses on the more important thing, "The best method to cultivate this person's willpower is the reward and punishment method. It can also make him cooperative, I suppose. All right, I shall prepare the tool to help this person's cultivation. First, I shall prepare a system that will help cultivate his willpower and make him cooperative to my cause..."
          There are many fictional worlds within [Fictional Realm] with the protagonist — also called the World's Chosen One or Fate's Chew Toy  —  possessing a system. Using one of those systems as the template is an easy thing to do. After tailoring a system, it is the time to pick out a world to transmigrate the ego of this person, and [Administrator] picks out a world it thinks this person will like to be in. Then, it sends the ego of this person to inhabits its new body.
          Afterward, [Administrator] only needs to wait for this person's development...

Reincarnated in the world of anime, acquiring a system, having no responsibility other than thinning out the ever-present 'monsters', getting the opportunity to become powerful and travel to other fictional worlds, and can do anything you wish... even if you want to make all pretty woman yours, conquer or destroy worlds, and other crazy stuff...

Are those things worthy of being a slave in all but name for a higher being for eternity?

Well, let's find the protagonist's thoughts about it in this story!

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This story contains mature content (I.e. Profanity, Gore, Sexual Content, and other strong and offensive contents for some perspectives). Beware, only for eighteen and above!

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Within half an hour, the aircraft stopped at a military camp.

Luo Yuan jumped down from the aircraft following the other members before him and looked to the direction of Hot Springs City. There were about five to six kilometers between them and the city but they could only see a dark shadow with limited light.

An officer rushed towards them and introduced himself while shaking their hands, "I'm the Chief Deputy of the Southeast Military Zone, Xu Shaoze. Welcome, Captain Lin and Captain Luo, as well as the rest of your colleagues from your department. The Chief Officer has been waiting in the office for your arrival."

"Could you take the lead?" Lin Feiyan said coldly.

Luo Yuan was well prepared to be instructed as he understood that he was still new. He only nodded and remained silent.

The Chief Deputy did not care and said, "Please follow me."

They were in a temporary campsite in the outskirts which had many tents set up everywhere. There were not many buildings in the vicinity except for look-out posts which were made from wood. Luo Yuan and his members passed through an artillery square and finally entered a 100-square-meter tent after a few minutes of walking.

There were more than 10 people in the tent. A middle-aged man with a Lieutenant General badge got up and welcomed them as he saw Luo Yuan and his members arrive, "I’m Chen Jianfeng. Welcome to our campsite my dearest colleagues. Thanks for coming."

"This is our duty. The information you provided is too basic and we need more details." Lin Feiyan went straight to the point.

"Let me start with introductions. This is Researcher Zhang and his assistant from the Second Biology Research Institute of Hope City. They had begun researching the fog since yesterday and have arrived at a few conclusions. Perhaps we can discuss it here." Chen Jianfeng remarked. 

"I’m just a normal researcher… nothing much to introduce. I think it is incorrect for us to call it a fog as it is a type of gel that appears in a gaseous state. Therefore, it is very difficult to clear even with the help of the sun or wind. I’ve observed it over the last two days and realize it has been expanding… Here are the samples I’ve collected… You can have a look."

Researcher Zhang took out a petri dish and offered it around. Luo Yuan took possession of it first and observed it carefully. He realized it was a puddle of light green liquid. He stirred it with a glass rod and it appeared to behave like glue as it was very sticky. "The liquid is 60% water and the rest is some dense molecular substance which had not been discovered yet. Through some tests, I found that it can absorb electromagnetic waves. It would be perfectly invisible if it were synthesized artificially. In many industries…"
 
As Luo Yuan noticed that he was carried away in describing the substance, Luo Yuan frowned and interrupted him, "I’m sorry, Researcher Zhang. Could you please focus on the highlights? We are running out of time!"

Researcher Zhang was shocked and apologized with a smile, "I’m sorry, I got too excited. Let me continue. The fog can absorb electromagnetic waves. Therefore, you can’t communicate through the use of electronic devices. In addition, the fog is of a very high density so you won’t be able to see things further than 50 centimeters away. It gets worse. There is a substance in the fog which can trigger hallucinations even if you inhale a small amount of it. You will also start to feel lethargic if you inhale more than one gram of the substance. Unfortunately, 10% of the fog is made up of this substance. In other words, you'll fall asleep if you take one single breath of it. The physical condition of the individual could also play a part in how quickly the substance acts, putting you to sleep. Those who are strong may be able to last longer."

Everyone looked scared including Luo Yuan. He had no idea whether his current physical condition would render him immune to the substance. As the Chief Officer saw their changed expressions, he quickly said, "Don't worry guys, we have saved many people outside the area where the fog is spreading. It's not poisonous and you'll just sleep longer if you happen to breathe in more. You'll be safe if you wear our protective mask. Your mission is very simple, you only need to find the source of the fog and install the pulse generator. We'll take care of the rest."

"Chief Officer Chen, please do not hide things from us. We need to know everything. You wouldn’t request for help from upper management if it is this simple, right?" Lin Feiyan glanced at him and said rudely.

Luo Yuan looked at Lin Feiyan who had the features of a Barbie doll! He thought, "Seriously, don’t judge a book by its cover. There must be a reason why she is the Captain."

Chief Officer Chen was pissed by her question. However, the reason she could be a Captain at a young age was that she was quite smart. He tried his best to overcome his anger and said with a smile, "Fine. We have sent three teams of people to conduct investigations but none of them returned or gave any response."

"Not even a single person returned? Luo Yuan pondered and asked.

"Oh, there is one from the special team, but he became crazy when he returned. No one could calm him down and he died after a while." The Chief Officer said.

The special team should be the team of evolved humans in the military. Luo Yuan pondered and said, "Could you help us get in touch with anyone he has contacted before? We need to know more about him."

…

Luo Yuan and the team checked with those soldiers as well as the medical staff and found something scary.

The guy was no longer conscious since his return. He was basically dancing, screaming and spouting nonsense. Unfortunately, what he said was not clear so they could not make any notes at all.

He was tied down and finally returned to a calm state after being injected with tranquilizers. His condition stabilized and he even woke up in the middle of the night. He watched the ceiling but it looked as though he had totally lost contact with his surroundings. He then smiled strangely. He saw someone walking over and said clearly for once, "I’m going to the heaven." He then passed away!

That was mysterious and strange! An invisible enemy was the scariest thing. Luo Yuan pondered and said as he saw that everyone was insecure, he said, "There is no point to send so many people there, you will just increase the number of deaths. I’ll go. You guys stay here."

It was totally useless to send too many people into the city if they could not find out the cause. He preferred to go alone because he did not want to have extra problems if something dangerous happened.

Everyone looked relieved when they heard what Luo Yuan said. Even Lin Feiyan looked at him gently and smiled. She said, "Indeed! But you should not go alone, I’ll go together with you. The rest can stay here."

Lin Feiyan decided on the plan and everyone had no objection.

…

"This is the pulse generator with a layer of superglue on its surface. Tear away the sticker after you set the time and then throw it at the target when you see it! The superglue is very sticky, so don’t touch it at a whim. There is a spot for you to hold it and you might need to remove your skin if you accidentally stuck it on yourself." Xu Shaoze explained to them.

By then, the Chief Officer had already left. However, Lin Feiyan and Luo Yuan did not give a sh*t as they were not afraid of offending him anyway. They felt disgusted by his attempt to hide the truth from them.

Xu Shaoze continued his explanations, "The pulse generator will emit a high-energy wave which can penetrate the layer of fog and give the location of the target. And remember, you must be at least 200 meters away from the target when the pulse generator emits the wave to avoid being hurt by the tracking missile."

Luo Yuan looked around and noticed a stack of metal objects which looked like a fortress and asked curiously, "Are those the tracking missiles you were talking about?"

"You have a sharp eye, Captain Luo! Those are the latest tracking missiles that are equipped with nuclear warheads. It’s the most special weapon of our country!" Xu Shaoze said proudly. "It's even more powerful than the model you have seen before. Five kilograms of this can travel at nine times the speed of sound! Even level eight mutated beasts would be severely injured if they got hit. However, at that level, you would expect them to have a good sense of danger, making it difficult to target them."

Luo Yuan looked at the shadow of the missile which was almost nine meters tall and more than 20 meters in length. He was full of respect for the technological advancements in their weapon technology. This was something that only existed in the realm of science fiction before the apocalypse but right now, it was right in front of his eyes. Humans seem to have the ability to unleash unlimited potential under the pressure extinction.


Have you ever thought that the state of the world as it presently is, could revert to the laws of the ancients? When a series of strange incidents beginning with the disappearance of his friend led Luo Yuan to question the possibility of an apocalypse, he becomes embroiled in the midst of a global-scale chaos.

Evolution has turned the flora and fauna of the vast and bountiful Earth into something that had never been seen before. Coincidentally, the all-dominating Homo sapiens have ended up at the bottom of the food chain. From mystery to crisis, will Luo Yuan discover a means of saving humanity by racing to the top of the food chain? Or will he strive in accordance with the law of the jungle? It is the dawn of an age of the survival of the fittest.

Before he could climb though he has to take care of one minor problem. The place was literally surrounded by cameras he would easily be spotted.

When he first showed his Aunt his powers he didn't realise he was absorbing the Eletricity from the building. It was the reason he didn't feel tired after using his powers. He was always absorbing electricity, he knew he had a limit he just didn't know what that limit was.

A power box in the back of the building no one would ever think to guard a power box. It was Alex's target he kept to the shadows slowly making his way to the box. Once he reached it he placed his palm on it, he could feel the electricity flowing through the whole building. 

He absorbed it all, pulling till the last spark. He didn't have a lot of time they probably had a back up generator and it would be on soon. 

He quickly latched onto the wall sticking to it like his favorite wall crawler. To him it never got old he could remember the goose bumps he got when he first saw Peter Parker try and climb walls. 

He scaled the wall as fast as he could through the windows he could see people frantically running around. He didn't have time to waste hos biggest advantage would be the dark. 

Finally reaching the top of the building Asked searched for his access point. A door leading to the stairs, he quietly opened the door. sneaking down the stairs. Training with his Aunt was a daily occurrence for the last month thanks to that his eyes were well adjusted to darkness.

Even in the dark security was sweeping the floor but Alex didn't have to go far. the corner office next to the stairs was hos target. After the last security guard walked by with flash light 1 snuck to the door. He quietly opened closing it just as carefully behind him.

He walked to the computer taking a seat electricity flowed from his finger tips giving the computer enough d's 16z juice to turn on. He 1 the USB drive in the computer and watched as it slowly loaded.

sweat formed on his forehead, Alex was 100% sure that a security guard would eventually open that door or that the power would turn on messing up his escape plan. 

Luckily neither of those happened he grabbed the USB drive pocketing it he walked towards the door. He slowly opened it peeking out he saw no flash lights.

He swiftly walked towards the elevator knowing it was the only place no one would be. He zapped the door powering the doors making them open. 

His plan was simple use the elevator suspension cables to slide down to the second floor. He measured the distance he knew he could make it he backed up taking a running start he jumped. 

He used electricity to coat his hands latching on the the cable securely. He quickly lowered himself to the 2nd floor not having to worry about fiction burning his hand allowed him to slide down the cable.

Shocking the elevator door he made sure he didn't see any security guards before turning to the stairs. This was the last step as long as he could make it down those stairs and out of the building without being seen he would get off Scott free them never knowing he was here.

The stair well was empty the guards were probably assigned to higher floors. He made sure his hat covered his face before opening the door and walking towards the exit.

He was relying on the darkness to assist him in going unnoticed. He had made it 1/4th of the way cleanly, walking slow so no one would think he was suspicious. When he finally reached the halfway point he couldn't help but smile sure his plan wasn't perfect but it seemed like it would get the job done. 'This may have be a little too easy' Alex thought in his head, and that was when it happened the lights flickered on. 

The backup generator had finally kicked on resupplying electricity to every part of the building. That was when ever agent, guard, person on the first floor realised how suspicious he truly looked. Alex didn't have time to the think he dashed for the door. He stopped as he was cut off by two people wearing masks.

The one on the left pointed his palms at Alex " Stop now and we don't have to hurt you."Alex felt the voice was familiar but the voice sounded muffled by the mask or he would have immediately recognized it.

Alex knew he couldn't stop so instead of replying he charged his hands with electricity. The man on the left seemed to understand as he nodded to the woman on his right. She charged at Alex like a cheetah her hands glowed with a diamond like sheen Before hardening. Alex dodged not wanting to take on that hit, He barely had time to react when the man on the left shot green energy brand from his hand targeting Alex. 

Alex rolled to the side dodging both energy blast and if he didn't know then he definitely knew now. The one on the left was Aiden and the female with diamond skin was Amy.

Either they had both been kidnapped and brainwashed to work for Hanson or this was all a part of his Aunts elaborate ploy to test their capabilities.

Alex did the only think he could, he delayed he knew he couldn't just stop the fight showing them who he was. His Aunt surely wouldn't reward him, this was a test not only for him but for Aiden and Amy as well.

Alex could tell whatever training they were currently doing was paying off with Amy in the front like a tank Aiden had tine to charge and aim his energy blast. Although they had great team work Alex knew their weaknesses, Amy could only attack in close range her diamond form slowed her down. Aiden had low stamina and wouldn't be able to continue shooting energy blast for much longer.

Alex waited for Amy to strike again dodging again but this time he was ready for Aiden. He had already shot the energy blast a couple times and was breathing heavily Alex dodged the incoming green blast before charging towards Aiden who was standing in front of the pathway out.

Alex raised his hat showing his face effectively suprising Aiden to the point where he couldn't move. Alex quickly charged a little Eletricity touching Aiden shoulder as he ran past shocking Aiden his body fell to the ground shaking. It wouldn't cause any actuall damage but the reason Alex did it was simple he wanted his Aunt to think he didn't know. He didn't even turn back to look at Aiden only reminding himself to apologize later.

Alexander Anthony Wilson and his friends son find that being a hero is more than just beating the bad guys

"THERE'S SO MANY people out and about town!" Alice gasped, turning her head to follow a little boy that was holding onto a candied apple that had rushed past her.

"Yes," Wyatt beamed, his eyes pressed closed due to his smile, crinkling at the corners. "It's always rather busy in the capital of Gladiolum." 

A day after the ball, Wyatt had suggested bringing Alice around the town square to soak in the sights. He personally had to do a little shopping and thought that it would be a wonderful chance for Alice to grow more familiar with the capital. She had been living with the Ragans for nearly two weeks and yet she had barely even stepped out of the mansion's walls. It was best for young ladies to enjoy their time around town with friends. Being constantly cooped up in the study room with Charlie wasn't exactly an ideal situation in Wyatt's opinion. Of course, not that Alice had ever complained.

Strolling through the cobbled streets, Wyatt pointed out some of his personal favorite shops along the way. They passed by boutiques selling beautiful ball gowns, stores selling sparkling jewels, and even quaint little cafes that wafted out the sugary sweet scent of freshly baked pastries. However, while Alice acted as though she was very interested in those, he could tell that was all it was. An act. She simply smiled and nodded to Wyatt's words, not once asking to step into any of those stores like he had expected. Yet again she had him colored surprised.

Just the thought brought a curving smile onto his lips. The girl that his family had chanced upon was most certainly different from the rest of the girls in the capital. She stood out in such a way that there wasn't any spare place for the others to shine. She was the lone star now, a happy and proud resident of the Ragan household. While still suspicious of her origins, Wyatt couldn't help but admit to himself that he was growing fond of Alice Clemente.

"Are you not interested in any of the shops I pointed out?" He prodded. "Those are all famous names here in the capital."

"Oh!" Alice exclaimed. Wyatt watched with his practiced smile as the girl's eyes widened delightfully, eyelashes fluttering like a pair of butterfly wings under the golden sunlight. Her lips parted just a little in surprise before she quickly gathered back her wits, shaking her head politely. "They are all wonderful shops. I just… I don't have any money to buy all those things. Looking through the store window is more than enough."

For years Wyatt had worn the same smile on his face. It was his perfectly crafted mask made to shield his true emotions from the rest of the nobles. No matter what he felt inside, a smile was always the answer to dealing with those that had to be schemed against. However, every time Alice spoke or made one of her silly little expressions, he found his smiles to turn true as day.

"Let us go into that one, then." Wyatt pointed to a little bookshop down the street, a corner store with a gleaming bronze sign. "There are some things I wish to purchase."

Alice nodded. "Alright," she said.

Although her expression remained as still as possible, Wyatt still caught the slight twitch of her lips. The sparkles in her eyes practically screamed of her excitement. She couldn't fool anyone. Even the blind could tell that she was particularly eager to enter the bookshop. 

The little bell that hung above the door rang when Wyatt entered the shop. Inside, there were no other customers, simply a store clerk that had a book in hand. A pair of round spectacles rested on his crooked nose bridge, his eyes scanning the words at an immense speed before he licked his finger and flipped to the next page. At the call of the bell, the clerk looked up from his book, squinting at the door before rising to his feet. The book was placed pages-down onto the counter, a smile upon his lips.

"Master Wyatt!" The old clerk greeted enthusiastically. "I was wondering when you'll be visiting next. The books you ordered two weeks back are finally here." 

"Greetings," Wyatt replied fairly. "And thank you so much for your help with those. It's nearly impossible to find them anywhere else."

The old man waved, his cheeks reddening just a little. "It's no problem. Let me go get them for you." Shuffling towards the back of the shop, the clerk disappeared behind a dividing curtain.

"Do you come here often?" Alice asked, looking around the small bookstore with great interest. At random, she pulled out one of the books from the shelves, her fingers tracing the title of the book on the cover, feeling the indented words on the hard leather.

'History of Gladiolum. Volume III,' it read. Alice had seen a similar history book in Charlie's study room before. Making a mental note to briefly read through the contents of the book, she slotted the book back to its original position.

"Hmm, I wonder." Tapping a finger to his chin, Wyatt looked deep in thought. "I guess I do visit this store a little more than the average folk. They sell writing supplies as well as books and I run out of the former a little too often. Besides, this store is the only one in the capital that can procure rare and often out-of-print."

Walking a little further into the shop, Alice glanced through the assortment of reading materials offered. They had both fiction and non-fiction books in the store, leaning closer to non-fiction books. Most books were new copies, their covers still brightly colored while others were much older and encased in glass covers. Those books seemed old and tattered but the words were still in dark black ink, most likely having been re-written over so that it wouldn't be lost to time. 

The one that had caught Alice's attention was a purple leather-bound book that was almost as thick as a dictionary. The title of this book was written in bright, glittery gold in thick block letters. A small sign that indicated the price of the old tome was placed beside the book. Alice's eyes widened at the number of zeros, her head reeling back a little in surprise. She still wasn't sure about how the currency worked in Gladiolum but with so many zeros, the book was bound to be expensive no matter the exchange rate.

'The Theory of Magic. Volume I,' the title wrote.

"Are you interested in that one? Ooh, that's a pricey one." Wyatt's voice was right by Alice's ear, causing her to jump a little, her ears tingling from his breath. Stepping away, she held both hands to her chest, staring wide-eyed at Wyatt who looked as amused as ever.

"Just looking," she answered before firing back a question of her own. "How much is that book? I don't really know how the currency works here."

"See that symbol over there?" Wyatt gestured to the symbol behind the number as he spoke. "That's the symbol for our currency, 'fleuron'. That's the larger of the two units that we have in our country's currency. The smaller unit is known as a 'flois'. Ten flois equates to one fleuron. To give you an example of its value, five flois can buy you a piece of stale bread at the end of the day in the capital's cheapest bakery, maybe? Books, on the other hand, are usually five to ten fleurons, if it's a common title that can be easily found."

Alice gulped. Judging by the examples Wyatt provided, the currency here in Gladiolum seemed similar to the system she was used to. A single fleuron held as much value as a dollar back home and a flois would be around ten cents. Her hands were starting to feel clammy as she stared hard at the price tag of The Theory of Magic. 

"And yet this book is…" she trailed off.

"Fifteen thousand fleurons," Wyatt finished the sentence for her chirpily.

Fifteen thousand dollars.

Taking another step back, Alice no longer dared to hover near the expensive article. If anything had happened to it, she wouldn't be able to pay the store back for the damages incurred. She had never seen a book as expensive or even half as pricey. 

"Why is this book so… so…"

"Ridiculously priced?" Wyatt supplied. When Alice nodded numbly, Wyatt chuckled. "This is an ancient tome about magic. There are only five copies of this book that was ever produced. But if you're really interested in this book, there's no need for you to fork out such a hefty amount just to read it. We have a copy of it back in the mansion's library."

Flabbergasted and speechless, Alice blinked dumbly at what Wyatt had so casually revealed. Although she long knew that the Ragan mansion was a sprawling estate with many different needlessly fanciful rooms, she hadn't even thought to think that it might house precious artifacts within its walls. 

In Gladiolum, it seemed as though the gap between its people was wider than the ocean. The rich lived in heaven while the poor couldn't even afford hell.

"Why don't you take a look around the bookshop and see if there's anything that catches your eye?" Wyatt offered. "If we don't already have the book back home, I don't mind making a few extra purchases. It's the least I can do for dragging you out here with me on such a warm afternoon."

Alice's heart skipped a beat. She braved a step closer, momentarily forgetting about the book in the glass display case. Cupping her hands together as if they were in prayer, Alice beamed.

"Really? Any book?"

Wyatt's smile didn't falter. "There's no budget, if that's what you're asking."

Alice wasted no time. Her feet went scurrying across the dark wooden boards of the store, quickly scouring the bookshelves in search of any title that might help her or catch her fancy. Her fingers ran down the spines, quickly pulling out a few covers that had caught her attention, some fiction and some not. She had a feeling that most, if not all, of the non-fiction books were already available in the Ragans' library but there was no harm in bringing the books over for Wyatt to look through. These books will become her survival guide in this foreign world.

As the store clerk returned to the front counter, Wyatt slowly made his way over. However, he was still gazing in Alice's way, watching silently and bemused as the girl darted from shelf to shelf, climbing ladders and bending low in search of more. There were already over seven books in her hands and she only ever added more to the collection.

"My," the old clerk exclaimed. "I've not seen anyone so frantic for a good title since you first came to my humble store years ago. The old ladies at the bakery next block over will go mad once they hear that the young Master Wyatt is no longer single."

The white-haired man chuckled. "She's just a curious little bird my brother picked up a while back."

The old man shrugged, unconvinced, but he didn't say a word more on that topic. With a heavy thump, he placed three thick books onto the counter, the covers in the three primary colors. The titles were all written in gold, large block letters.

"This set was a little trickier to find as compared to your other requests but there you go. Though, Master Wyatt, don't mind this old man prying but are you sure you want to dabble in this subject? There's always a price to pay when you go against the laws of science."

"I can pay whatever price the world throws at me," Wyatt casually remarked. Picking up one of the books carefully with a gloved hand, he examined the old cover, grinning with satisfaction. "Besides, I'm just completing my collection. With these, the set will now be complete. There's no need to worry, sir."

"Oh well," the old clerk sighed, pursing his lips. "If you're sure, youngin. Let me wrap these up for you."

Tottering away, the elderly went to retrieve a few sheets of brown wrapping paper and some strings to bundle up Wyatt's purchases while waiting for Alice. 

Partially leaning on the counter, Wyatt continued to observe Alice. She no longer had the strength to carry the books she had picked out. Instead, she placed most of them on an empty table by one side. The stack of books was almost taller than she was and yet she continued to hunt for more, her eyes practically dripping with avarice.

'How peculiar,' Wyatt thought to himself. 'She is unaffected by fanciful dresses or glittering jewels and yet dusty old books can bring her into a craze. What an odd woman. She is most certainly a woman before her time.'

❝I want you to visit me even if it's only in your dreams.❞ 

Gifted a candle that was said to be able to make wishes come true, Alice Clemente burned it that very night only to find herself in an unknown world the next morning. 

She had wished for a life of adventure away from the city and its routine. With her wish granted, she was whisked away to a world very different from the one she grew up in. 

Thrust into a new life, would Alice learn how to adapt? Or would she fall down the rabbit hole only to never surface again?

Copyright © 2018 by the_queen_loves2rock

All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system, without written permission from the author. 

This story is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events; to real people, living or dead; to real locales; or to actual pieces of work are intended only to give the fiction a setting in historical reality. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and their resemblance, if any, to real life counterparts is entirely coincidental.

(First written on Wattpad of the same title.)

Carrie Mendoza was a simple girl with big dreams. She was able to attend Goldwest Fields School, an elite high school where children of influential families from all over the country attend. This is where her pursuit of greater heights started.

Fate then played its part as she got to know Kyle Fuentabella, a smart young lad from the well-known Fuentabella clan. Unbeknownst to them, certain events from the past ties both of them with an invisible red thread...

"Those Memories" is a story about two people who were bound by the string of fate, a love that started at a young age. Will it prosper? Will it be able to stand through the tests of time? 

Do you believe in "coincidences"? Is there such a thing as "destiny"? 

Let Kyle and Carrie's story show you the meaning of love and the ups and downs that go with it. Let this story prove to you that "forever" exists - within our hearts... 

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