On the eve of the end of the world, I was able to get the swallowing system.
The task of the host is to eat all the zombies of the whole world. 
???... Is the zombie used as food?
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this novel does not belong to me i am translating it for fun.
Schedule:i'll do 1 chapter each day if possible,if not then i am sorry.
hope you guys enjoy the novel and also please if there is a problem with the translating please tell me i'll fix it .

Are you complicated? 
So are Levi and Oli, they are the definition of complicated and mysterious. 
If you like LGBTQ and a good story, you should read Lost in translation it follows Oliver the main character and his life. Although mystery, shounen ai, shoujo ai, fiction, fantasy, BL, and GL are a big part of it.

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This work is only a fiction, and not a translation of the novel.  

I deleted the chapters because readers were confused whether the story is a translation or a fanfic. 
Updates are unstable, but once I update, there will be not one but more. 
Hope you support this work, even though it's not written professionally. Thank you.

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This story about a boy named Michael Akatsuki will not spoil anymore

 PS: I don't know much English
- --- I do not have anime or cover art

1. This book is a work of fiction. Resemblance to any character, incident or location is purely coincidental. 

2. Translation of this story in any language is not permitted. 

3. Distribution of the content of this book without the permission of the author is ILLEGAL AND PUNISHABLE OFFENCE BY LAW.

4. This book is available on Wattpad with only the prologue here.

Lack of readers here is the reason the book is exclusively available on Wattpad only.
Thank You
Author Kaisey

Lack of readers here is the reason it is exclusively available on Wattpad only!

Moreover Webnovel doesn't allows to delete a published book.

The reason why I love doing my endeavors at midnight until the wee hours is because I am always waiting for the DAWN. The reason why I and a handful of good souls are blabbering loudly and outrageously about is we are doing whatever we can, no matter how trivial it would end up in the end, to bring about the dawn of enlightenment to the most number of people we can reach out to. So that Dawn would be the reality of that PROMISE of prosperity and equitable life for all people of the Promised Land-PH.

translation:
Hanap ka dictionary, i-google mo at paliparin mo ISIP mo, masalimuot i-translate. Basta sumthing na sangkot ka at tungkol sa BANSA mo.


:)


Ɵ Lit 1
Clues from the impossibles

In the recent days that passed I had the privilege of meeting some interesting people, what made those meetings special is the absence of arrogance, prejudice, and that defense mechanism process people religiously execute to a new and/or an old acquaintance where they judge you by your superfluous physical and economic attributes and your potential as a tool for them to advance their current social or economic status, then base their acts of aloofness or offer of egocentric intimacy on their verdicts. These new friends I recently gained hold the most potential for greatness by exhibiting genuine and impartial opening of doors, suggesting their refusal to subscribe to an ominous propaganda of narcissism that seems to be floating dominantly both in domestic and foreign populations, serving as the foundation to a contagion of violence, atrocities and hate.

This idealistic trait of the 'open door policy to all' I first heard of in primary school along with naively interesting tales with talking rabbits and turtles.It was also a constant whisper ever present all the way up to middle school while I was trying to fully comprehend the cohesion of the tragedies in Noli and El Fili. It was described as endemic to the Filipino, with which I am certain that the person whomever that description came from would commit a horrific suicide witnessing how most Pinoys turned out to be today. The described attribute is an ideal characteristic for the enlightened virtuous man/person expounded on even before Plato and Aristotle, where I wish I was a Philosopher so I can relate to it more. Since I'm just an ordinary person subjected to the stereotyped harshness and coldness of people in this dark generation I happen to be in, then this idea was stored and added in one of my mental warehouse designated as improbable along with fairy tales, space communities, fairies, friendly green dragons, unicorns, wishing on comets when you happen to see one, angels, heaven, the "inherent good in all people" theory, and even permanent happiness or those things I wish was always around but are not.

What's good though is that these fantastical things would always find a way to give out a hint every now and then to every one of us on their potentials to materialize in our realities.These rare reminders give these 'impossibles' substance,that in turn provides a constant energy source to the intangible words HOPE and DREAM. Maybe that's the reason why we cannot throw them away from our thoughts in total finality whatever we do or how hard we may try doing it, we just can't. Since we know somehow, however improbable it might be, the impossible can come true.

To be 'faithful' to how this literature turned out to be, a fiction fantasy, then if a good number of people all at the same time would go to a section of Rizal Park or Quezon City circle, sits down, do nothing else and for a presently undetermined period of time, think of a unified single thought over and over such as "heal the country from all its sickness, so we can develop and prepare our citizens to lead other countries of the world in the field of science and technology, world peace, and equality", I bet pretty soon this too can come true. If this old theory circulating for generations and for posterity it seems, that had inspired a substantial number of experimentation about 'the power of the mind' can hold some water, and if I am not deceiving myself with the turn outs in one of my personal social experiments, then those communal desire of every Pinoy (common and not so common) which are unity, basic contentment and happiness then such a phenomenon event embodying these yearnings is materially conceivable.However it would be conditional to the occurrence of some numerous, specific and sequential catalysts, where the most important and primary element of which is listening – listening to the unadulterated whispers of one's heart; listening to the whispers of everything that surrounds us, be it coming from tangible sources or not, singularly and in unison; then we decide to act, if those voices happen to suggest that we need to do so.

After all, as Ford and our own MAGSAYSAY suggested, nothing is impossible, except maybe friendly green dragons, but let's wait to find out, shall we?

translation: 
Kung hindi hayop ang kaharap mo huwag kang 'choosy'. Hindi ka laging 'juicy', hindi lahat ng nagawa mo tama, at hindi lahat ng TAO mabibili ng pera mo o kaya'y pagkaka-kitaan mo o kaya'y mabuburaot mo tulad ng maling akala mo.

That was huge news!
Y, from who knows when, became a symbol of mystery. One by one they appeared out of nowhere, all of them amazing on their own right, yet none of them showed their faces.
At that moment, the Y-God that was hidden within the darkness finally decided to turn on the lights?
That news took over at full force, like a storm washing through the entire stream, attracting countless viewers.
Finally, with a "click", Y-God's stream turned bright!
In front of the screen, was a person wearing Superman Y's mask…
[F*ck! I've got my pants off, and this is what you show me?]
[Damn it! You beast, cheating my feelings!]
[Woe is me. I came here excited, yet return home sad.]
[Please don't be depressed guys. At least we gained something. We got to see Y-God's slender fingers, his strong broad shoulders, that sexy adam's apple, and those eyes filled with emotions…]
[Bootlicker, you're disgusting!]
[It seems like Y-God is not that old. I guess he is quite the handsome one. Regardless, this is better than a black screen.]
…
Comments flew everywhere. Ye Lingchen coughed lightly, saying "Since we're all called Y, it's fated. I'll be borrowing this Superman Y mask for a while. I hope that Superman Y won't get offended."
[Superman Y: I take offense! Take it down immediately!]
[I beg for Superman Y to appear and take that mask off Y-God!]
The entire stream turned extra lively. It would seem that Ye Lingchen had achieved his desired effect.
He had already guessed that his changing of the streaming content would cause him to lose several viewers. That was unavoidable, hence the skit he came up with. The effect was better than he had anticipated. At least the viewers in the stream were increasing rather than decreasing. Next up was to keep them there using the stream content!
[It was a time where heroes rose up in droves, of confusing historical records. It's an interesting topic. Historical records, wild myths, romanticization, and TV adaptations. Each era had its focal points, and each composition described the scene differently. Fact and fiction were indistinguishable, success and failures were similarly doubtful. Telling a story with the characters, with the characters we relive history, with history we talk about culture, and with culture we study human nature. Next, I present to all of you—Study of the Three Kingdoms by Y-God!]
The charming voice slowly went on, stirring the hearts of the viewers watching the stream, indicating the start of the show.
Listening to the intro, they felt that it might be somewhat interesting. Everyone felt a sense of historical majesty coming their way.
'This seems different from the average history lessons. Perhaps I should give it a try?'
Some of the viewers that wanted to leave hesitated and chose to stay back and listen instead.
Meanwhile, somewhere out there, an elderly man was frowning as he watched his grandson in the room, letting out a heavy sigh.
Grandparents would always spoil the kids. He felt a little regret for spoiling his grandson so much. At that point, he could not bear to hit, nor scold him.
Every time the grandson came home, he would hide in the room, either gaming or watching some live stream. As such activities wasted lots of time, his results had gradually deteriorated. That caused the elderly man to feel helpless.
As a history professor, his grandson did not have a shred of interest in history. Furthermore, he was failing all his history exams. That hurt the elderly man's heart and smeared his reputation, to the extent that many of his colleagues would make fun of him for it.
After a moment's consideration, he finally gritted his teeth as he steeled his heart and entered his grandson's room.
"Little Feng, are you watching that supernatural live stream again?" asked the elderly man, testing the waters. "You should spend less time on those things and use them to study instead."
Little Feng quickly turned over to look at him. "Gramps, the previous supernatural live stream has ended. I'm now learning history."
"Learning history?" The elderly man was caught off guard, approaching with disbelief.
All he could hear was Ye Lingchen's voice drifting over. [When it comes to the Three Kingdoms, we will remember the famed Battle of the Red Cliffs. As for the Battle of the Red Cliffs, we will be reminded of Su Dongbo's famous poem, Memories of the Red Cliffs[1]—The great river with piling waves flows Eastward, carrying along the gallant souls of the remote bygone days...Life is just a dream. Allow me to libate a drink to the moonwake.[2]
From the magnificence of this poem, it showed us the heroic spirit and romance during the times of the Three Kingdoms. With that, we can imagine the glory of that era.]
From the sound of it, it did sound like the Three Kingdoms.
The elderly man felt a shiver run through him and immediately took a seat.
He lacked confidence in the live stream and needed to confirm the authenticity of its contents. He must not let his grandson be misled. However, looking at his grandson overflowing with excitement, he could not help but feel slightly comforted.
That was a good starting point!
'This history narrator is quite interesting.'
Unlike other history narrators, Ye Lingchen did not narrate it according to the timeline and development. Instead, he cut in straight from the Memories of the Red Cliffs, grabbing onto the interest of his audience before he started his narration.
[After reading this poem, I can't help but tie it to Mr. Zhou in the poem. The Mr. Zhou that turned boats and ships into ashes was none other than Zhou Yu!]
The elderly man's eyes brightened. To cut into this point from the poem was a good call.
He could not help but grow more interested as he listened.
[I believe that Zhou Yu is no stranger to everyone. When we talk about him, most would think of him as a petty person, therefore leading to an overwhelming number of scandals. For example—"Zhou Yu's three defeats", "Why would the heavens conceive of Zhuge Liang when I, Zhou Yu is here", "Zhou Yu's foiled plans, losing the wife and the battle". These phrases turned into proverbs and are used in our daily lives. However, in truth...that was not the case!]
'Scandals?'
Some viewers could not help but laugh. 'Can history be taught this way?'
However, following that, a frown appeared on their faces. They have heard of the proverbs that Ye Lingchen mentioned, but all the things they have known all these while were just upended by Y-God in an instant? What was going on?
They wanted to continue listening.
The elderly man made a frown as well and was met with his grandson's question. "Grandpa, I've heard of these phrases before. Are they really like that?"
"Let's continue listening first," answered the elderly man, not refuting Ye Lingchen on the spot as he watched the hunger for knowledge shown on his grandson's face.
Ignoring the doubtful comments, Ye Lingchen continued to narrate with a calm voice.
[Zhou Yu was elected as a military officer of Jianwei by Sun Ce at age 24. Within the Wu army, he was known as Zhou Lang. Everyone in that region called him Zhou Lang at that time. "Lang" also meant kid. During that time, addressing someone in that fashion was meant as a praise for his appearance, resulting in the name to mean Handsome Zhou.]
'Handsome Zhou?'
Many viewers laughed in front of their computers. This history lesson was just too interesting. It was filled with a modern twist in every aspect!
Casual with a hint of mischief.
With an amazing opening, interesting style, and unorthodox approach, he managed to grab hold of the viewer's hearts, cultivating their interest to continue listening…
[1] 赤壁怀古 (Sentiments of the Red Cliffs / Remembrance of the Tale of the Crimson Cliff) - If you are interested in the full translation of this poem, please visit this site for the complete translation. Do note that our translation may be different. https://28utscprojects.wordpress.com/2011/03/01/%E8%8B%B1%E8%AD%AF-%E8%98%87%E8%BB%BE-%E5%BF%B5%E5%A5%B4%E5%AC%8C%EF%BC%88%E8%B5%A4%E5%A3%81%E6%87%B7%E5%8F%A4%EF%BC%89/
[2] 江月 (river moon / the moon's reflection on the river) - We have decided to go poetic and make use of the term moonwake (synonym moonglade, but that might be confused with the World of Warcraft location). Taken from Wiktionary.


Ye Lingchen was a regular high schooler who struggled with exams and expectations from his parents.
All that changed after he woke up from a strange dream and discovered that he had been granted the 'Prodigy System'. His life changed from this point on. Reading a book allowed him to learn its content immediately. Listening to lectures granted instant understanding of the lesson. Observation of a technique imprinted knowledge of the technique used.
Learning had never been so easy, and as the saying goes, knowledge is power. In this case, he now had access to a ton of unbridled power. 
What does it feel like to become a 'prodigy' overnight? Follow Ye Lingchen on this journey to discover the limitless possibilities...

"Sensei, watashi wa kore o kaudeshou, (Sensei, I want to buy this)," nakangising sabi ni Hiro habang hawak ang bago at makapal na diksyunaryo na inilabas ng University of the Philippines. Gusto daw iyong bilhin ni Hiro. 
Nagpunta sila sa bookstore para humanap ng mga libro na pwede nitong basahin para mag-improve ang English at Filipino nito. May modules sila pero mas gusto niya kung magiging practikal ang ituturo niya sa binata. 
Ngumiwi si Jemaikha nang makita na dalawang libo ang halaga niyon. Umiling siya at ibinalik ang dictionary sa rack. "Too expensive. Masyadong mahal." Pumunta siya sa ibang rack at dinampot ang maliit na libro na may basic Filipino, English at Japanese translation. "Ito na muna ang basahin mo. Mas madaling matutunan. Naiintindihan mo ba ako?"
"Hai," sagot nito at tumango. "Ito lang?" 
"Now for your other training materials," aniya at hinila ang binata sa fiction section. Nagningning ang mga mata niya nang makita ang hilera ng Tagalog romance pocketbooks. "Pili ka na. Pumili ka ng gusto mong basahin."
Kumunot ang noo nito. "For you? You want to read these?"
Umiling siya. "Hindi para sa akin. Para sa iyo." At itinuro ito.
"P-para sa akin? Nande?" naguguluhang tanong nito na parang kakatwa na gagamitin niya ang romance novel para sa leksyon nito. "Will we talk about about love? Tuturuan mo ako kung paano magmahal?"
Napanganga siya. "Ha? Anong sinasabi mo?"
"Are you an expert on love, sensei?"
Dumampot siya ng isang pocketbook at binasa ang teaser. "This is a contemporary novel. If you want to learn how the usual Filipinos speak, how they express themselves, read this. This is a very cheap read. Mas mabilis kang makaka-pick up dito dahil sa dialogues. Mamili ka na ng gusto mo. Magkakaroon tayo ng reading session mamaya."
"Hai, sensei," usal nito at atubiling dumampot ng isa. Binasa nito ang back cover. "Inakit ni Jovita si Clarence para saktan ang kapatid nito..."
Inagaw niya bigla ang libro dito habang namumula ang pisngi. "Huwag iyan!" aniya at ibinalik agad ang libro sa rack. "Rated SPG. Hindi pambata."
"Hindi na ako bata," protesta ng lalaki at dinampot ulit ang libro. "What is inakit anyway?"
Napanganga siya at nablangko. "Ahhh... iyon na lang mas magaan-gaan na kwento. Wag heavy." Bumuga siya ng hangin. Di pa niya kakayanin ang ganoon ka-intense na usapan. Bata pa rin siya. "Ako na ang pipili para sa iyo. Rom-com is better. O kaya 'yung teen fiction." 
At nanginginig ang kamay niya na kumuha ng panibagong libro na may wholesome na cover at di mukhang dudugo ang ilong niya sa pagka-sensual. Bakit ba niya naisip iyon? Naalala niya ang isang senior sa kanya na nagsabi na Tagalog pocketbooks ang ipinapabasa nito sa mga estudyante at mabilis daw maka-pick up ang mga ito dahil ang dialogue na ginagamit ng karakter doon. 
Siya naman ang tutor nito. Siya ang magga-guide dito kung anong parte ang babasahin nito at hindi kasama ang Rated SPG doon. Baka hindi rin iyon makasama sa Japanese vocabulary niya.
Matapos mamili ng limang maninipis na pocketbook na mukhang wholesome, idinala na niya iyon sa counter. Nagtaka siya nang makitang wala si Hiro sa likuran niya. Di nagtagal ay bumalik ito dala ang counter na dala ang makapal na dictionary.
"I am committed. I want to be a good student," sabi ng binata. "Di ka laging nandiyan para turuan ako."
Tumango na lang siya at hinayaan ito. Pera naman nito ang ipambibili niyo. "Ang sarap siguro ng buhay ng nabibili mo ang lahat ng gusto mo," usal niya at huminga ng malalim.
"What do you want to buy, sensei?" tanong ng lalaki.
Gulat niya itong nilingon. "Ha?"
"I'll buy it for you to make you happy."
Umiling siya. "No. I don't think that is appropriate." 
Alam niya na may mga galanteng estudyante o magulang ng estudyante pero di talaga komportable doon. Pareho lang silang estudyante ni Hiro. Di tama na gastusan siya nito. Wala namang espesyal na okasyon gaya ng birthday o Pasko kaya nakakaasiwa na tumanggap ng regalo. Mas gusto niya na ipunin na lang nito ang pera. Mag-isa lang itong naninirahan sa bansa nang walang patnubay ng magulang. Dapat matuto ito sa tamang pag-budget ng pera. 
Nagkibit-balikat ito ay ginamit ang ATM debit card. Hindi niya alam na pwede pala iyong ipambayad. Palibhasa ay wala aging laman ang ATM account niya. Pagkadeposit ng tseke para sa allowance sa scholarship niya, wini-withdraw agad niya iyon sa dami ng gastusin niya. 
"Doko… saan tayo kakain, sensei?" tanong ni Hiro. 
"May alam ko ako na masarap na tapsihan. Mura lang doon."
"Tapsi?" naguguluhang tanong ni Hiro. "Can I pay with this?" Inangat nito ang debit card. "Ito na lang ang pera ko." At naglabas ito ng dalawang daang piso. 
"Sobra-sobra pa iyan sa lugaw na kakainin natin. Let's go."
Atubili man ay walang nagawa ang lalaki nang pumara siya ng jeep. Di kalayuan sa condo building ng lalaki sila bumaba at pumasok sa isang maliit na kainan pero malinis naman. 
Sinalubong agad sila ng bading na pamangkin ng may-ari. "Hi, pogi! Ako ba ang kailangan mo? I'm Tara at your service." Pinapungay nito ang mga mata. "Ako lang ang single dito. Libre na ang kahit anong order-in mo."
Tumikhim si Jemaikha at humawak sa braso ni Hiro. "Oorder kami. May pambayad naman kami," mariin niyang sabi para tigilan na ng bading ang pag-flirt sa binata. Mukha ba silang nagpunta doon para magpalibre dito.
"He's funny," nakangiting sabi ni Hiro.
"O! Narinig mo iyon? Funny daw ako. Type niya ako," kinikilig pa rin na sabi ng bading. 
Parang gusto na niyang hilahin si Hiro palayo pero gutom na siya. "Isang tapsi na lang. Gusto ko ng malasadong itlog. Saka malamig na Sprite."
"Ako rin," sabi ni Hiro. 
"Copy-paste?" tanong niya.
"Nani?" tanong ng binata kung ako iyon.
"Alam mo kung ano ang tapsi?"
"Kung ano ang gusto mo, magugustuhan ko rin."
Ipinaliwanag niya dito na ang inorder nito ay tapsilog. Sunod niyang ipinaliwanag dito ang iba pang nasa menu ng kainan. Habang naghihintay ng order ay inilabas ng binata ang pocketbook at sinimulang basahin. Hindi niya mapalakas ang basa dito dahil nasa pampublikong lugar sila. 
Di nagtagal ay dumating ang order nila. "Heto na ang order mo, pogi," sabi ng serbidor. "May girlfriend ka na ba?"
"Meron na," sagot ni Hiro sa gulat niya at hinawakan ang kamay ni Jemaikha. "Siya ang girlfriend ko."
"A-Ako?" nakangangang tanong ni Jemaikha. 
"Hindi ba maganda siya?" tanong ng lalaki at nakangiti siyang nilingon. 
Ngumiwi si Tara. "Di naman kami nagkakalayo ng alindog."
"What is alindog?" tanong ni Hiro. 
Iniwan sila ni Tara nang may tumawag na customer dito. Pumiksi si Jemaikha nang di pa rin binitawan ni Hiro ang kamay niya. "Hoy!" Natigilan siya nang mapansing titig na titig ito sa kanya. "Bakit ganyan ka makatitig?"
"You are so beautiful, I can't take my eyes off you."
Muntik nang bumagsak ang panga ng dalaga. Gusto yata siyang baliwin ni Hiro. Hindi siya handa na masabihang maganda. "B-Bakit mo nasasabi iyan?" 
Talaga bang ganoon siya kaganda? Diyosa level? Pakiramdam niya ay pagkahaba-haba ng buhok niya. Pwedeng padaanan sa Shinkansen bullet train. 
"Nabasa ko dito," sabi nito at dinampot ang pocketbook sa tabi ng plato nito. "Naniwala ba siya na girlfriend kita, sensei?"
Umungol si Jemaikha. Muntik na rin siyang naniwala sa pag-arte nito. Gandang-ganda na siya sa sarili niya. Ginagamit lang pala nito ang leksyon nila.
"Sige. Kain ka lang. Paasa," usal niya. 
"Paasa?" tanong nito. 
"Papasa ng patis," sabi niya at tinuro ang condiments malapit dito. Idadaan na lang niya sa pagkain ang pagkabigo.

A collaboration of Sofia and Sonia Francesca.


Stallion Riding Club is an exclusive club for the rich, successful, gorgeous, and famous men in the Philippines. Nestled in Tagaytay, women dream of entering their secret paradise and capture their heart.


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Here's the official list of Stallion Boys:

1. Juan "Jubei" Bernardo IV
2. Eneru Villasis
3. Gregory Alfred "Gino" Santayana
4. Suichiro "Hiro" Hinata
5. Reigan Baltazar
6. Neiji Villaraza
7. Yue Anthony "Yuan" Zheng
8. Gabryel Hinasan
9. Brandon James "Brad" Alonzo Crawford
10. Rodjan Sta Maria
11. Kaiser Montezor
12. Yozack Florencio
13. Renzell "Zell" Zapanta
14. Emrei Rafiq
15. Romanov Querido
16. Jason Erwin "Jed" Dean
17. Crawford Oreña
18. Kester Mondragon
19. Phillipe Jacobs "PJ"
20. Eiraun Jimuel "Eiji" Romero
21. Rolf Guzman
22. Beiron Rafiq
23. Reichen Alleje
24-25. Reid Alleje
26. Peter Paul "Pipo" De Vera
27. Cedric Johannson "Johann" Cristobal
28. Daniel "Daboi" Bustamante
29. Angelo Exel Formosa
30. Gianpaolo Aragon
31. Thyago Palacios
32. Icen Villazanta
33. Hayden Anthony Illano
34. Rozen Aldeguer
35. Joziah Gatchalian
36. Cloudio "Cloud" Montañez
37. Eizhiro Figuerao
38. Zantino Roberto "Zairo" Montevedra III
39. Hans Cervantes
40. Baxter Saavedra
41. Mark Ashley Camello
42. Danilo Ricardo "Danrick" Tezzoro
43. Richard Don Robles
44. Ricos Caderao
45. Lee Shin Yang
46-47. Myco Gosiaco
48. Reiven Alleje
49. Ian Jack Salmentar
50-51. Trigger Samaniego
52-53. Jigger Samaniego

As soon as Baiyi came out, he discovered that their cabin in the woods was surrounded by as much horror as the Cabin in the Woods[1] was. A swarm of bull-sized ants had their little shelter of cabins completely surrounded, getting on the soul armature's last nerves. Subconsciously, black flames appeared on Baiyi's raised palm.
'How did it even come to this? This is the first time I have ever brought the students to a quiet, unpopulated, little place, successfully evading that creepy festival. It should have been a win-win!'
'How did it even come to this?! First, I was suddenly forced into a big five-v-one battle — something I didn't sign up for; after that, a wilder and crazier enemy appeared. Now, there are crazy-big insects staring down at me. Wasn't this supposed to be a happy and heartwarming family trip? How the bloody hell did its plot turn into that of a surreal fiction?![2]'
"Daddy! No!" Mordred sensed Baiyi's killing intent and hugged him from behind. "They are not baddies! They don't wanna hurt us..."
Baiyi shot a skeptical glance at the little troublemaker with a daddy complex, then he turned to stare into the eyes of the huge ant standing closest to him.
His non-human students raced to the scene and stood between the ants and their mentor. Then, they took up the role of translating, while assuming a strange position. The kitsune placed Sunny the Sunflower's pot on its head, and Potter the owl flew over and perched on the sunflower's petal.
'This translation group is kinda….'
The translation process was just as awkward. The fox waved its paws and wagged its tail at the ants; the sunflower twisted about strangely in what resembled an attempt at dancing, and the owl was hooting strangely atop the sunflower. After a short period of weird gesturing, the trio turned to face Baiyi and passed the ants' words to him.
"Whoa! That big guy looks so scary!"
"Eeeehh! He's so ugly! Is he really your friend?"
"Oh, he knows magic too?"
Baiyi read the mana-words that were projected by the fox and felt his words get stuck in his throat. 'How do these ants act in a manner that is contrary to their looks?'
There were differences between these ants and normal ants, other than their abnormally large size. For instance, these ants had an extra pair of front legs, as well as a pair of sharp claws. Their shells were really thick and durable, reflecting a cold tinge under the light from Lumos. This showed just how hard these shells were. Instead of an oval-shaped behind, these ants had a long, segmented tail, similar to a scorpion's; each tail had a horrifying aculeus at its end. The ants' entire anatomy could make one's hair stand on end.
These ants seemed as though they had been created to be the monster antagonists of horror flicks; monsters that were cruel, bloodthirst, and hungry for carnage. However, these ants did not have compound eyes that are characteristic of insects; instead, they had big, round orbs for eyes. The orbs seemed as though the had been ripped off a chibi comic, where character have round, starry eyes. Their heads were far too big and round, and their antennae darted about in a lively manner, making them seem upbeat.
Just like that, the ants were unlike the 'monster' one would expect them to be.
Now that Baiyi could understand with the giant ants were saying, he was surprised to find that these ants could be even described as 'cute', despite their appearance.
The hell has this world turned into? When exactly did it break down?
As Baiyi was scanning the ants, they were doing the same to him. Their leader's antennae twitched wildly, summoning its friends to come and look at the weirdo! Some ants quickly came over, and their antennae twitched and brushed against each other as the ants communicated amongst themselves.
Most messages were negative reviews of Baiyi's fashion sense! One ant asked why Baiyi's face contained only three lines. Another ant noted that Baiyi's "antennae" was too short and his wings, too small.
Unfortunately, the fox, the sunflower, and the owl translated well and were able to convey to Baiyi exactly what the ants were saying.
'I… I still feel like killing them.' Baiyi's mind raced with that thought; however, his students seemed to have long since warmed up to them, so…
Nota the Fairy arrived at this point and took over the translation. She did much better than the three before her, instantly translating whatever was said as soon as it was said. Baiyi sat down on the ground, and the ant leader proceeded to sit beside it in a dog-like position.
Baiyi glanced at the swarm leader and began to wonder how it could sit like a dog when it had a long, segmented, venomous tail resembling a scorpion's tail. As soon as the swarm leader sat down, it engaged Baiyi in conversation, with a serious countenance.
These large ants called themselves the "Forest Fairies"; yes, 'fairy'. Not the wrestling ♂ fairy from Shin Nippori[3].
An educated guess from a biological standpoint placed these critters as creatures somewhat similar to Nota. However, unlike them, Nota was a beautiful and adorable little girl who had a small, unimposing frame, a gentle and docile behavior, and a very soft voice. 'She is completely different from these creeps who don't know the art of having proper conversations.'
"W-what a group of adorable critters! So cute and very interesting!" The Soul Armature Practitioner cried out in delight in the Void. "So fairies without humanoid figures exit, huh? They even assume such a strange form! This could be the breakthrough of the century in biology!"
'Too bad there isn't a Nobel prize for you,' Baiyi thought.
After conversing with the swarm leader and a few Voidwalkers, who were well versed in biology and made a few educated guesses, for a while, Baiyi came to the conclusion that, although these forest fairies looked like individuals, they functioned as a collective. This was akin to a mental patient suffering from a dissociative personality disorder or a group of cells living together to form one collective, overarching consciousness. 
They referred to themselves as the protectors and masters of the small realm, and they had lived there for many years, dutifully carrying out their mission without fail. They had chosen to adopt their pugnacious form to better carry out their duties. 
The forest fairies did not show any avarice towards Mia and the others, neither did they speak menacingly. Instead, they had helped Aya and the students build these cabins, and they had been providing food, which humans could eat, for Baiyi's posse.
'A very odd way of receiving outsiders… It couldn't be that these creepy creatures have a strong preference for cute girls, right?'
Of course, Baiyi would not ask such a direct question out loud. Instead, he asked, in a more roundabout way, "Mission? What could be your mission?"
"Do you not already possess it?" The forest fairy leader said.
At that moment, Baiyi felt like there was a shift in its mode. He was not sure if it was as a result of Nota the fairy's translation or something else, but the forest fairy leader's tone of voice had suddenly changed from a friendly tone to a somber tone.
Even the other ants that had been playing the girls, including the ants that were being ridden around, all stopped mechanically and turned to stare at Baiyi collectively.
"You… You're a collective consciousness, right?" Baiyi asked, wondering if this was similar to the way mental patients who had just regained their memories woke up.
"You may call me the Sexton," the forest fairy leader replied.
"Sexton..?" Baiyi was stunned; he realized that the forest fairy leader had just answered a question that bugged him a while ago. Their mission… was it to guard a grave?
"A great being who does not flinch in sacrificing their own life when the cause demands it," the forest fairy leader continued. It gazed deep into Baiyi's eyes for a while before uttering, "Now, you have inherited its legacy."
"Wha?!" Baiyi exclaimed, and he quickly produced the leather suit. "You meant this one?"
"I'll help you..." The forest fairy leader said. It only gave one glance at the leather suit and suddenly froze for a short while. 
Then, it suddenly perked up and asked, "Whoo? Where were we? I lost track… Oh right! You guys came here to play, right? I know a few sick places to hang out; want me to bring you guys on them trips?"
'He didn't even finish what he had to say, and now it's back to the dissonance,' Baiyi thought in dismay as he rejected the forest fairy leader's offer. "Nah, it's fine. I'm already grateful for your help in taking care of my kids."
"They are friendly, see? Not like those annoying baddies that you had to rip the lives out of!" The forest fairy leader replied cheerfully as its antennae jerked in a lively manner. "Those intruders weren't supposed to come in, but they barged in anyways, and they were a little, wittle, itsy-bitsy too powerful for us to take care. So! We were pleased that you were around, and you're even more powerful than they were! You are so coooool!"
"You watched me fight?" Baiyi followed up.
"Of course! We are everywhere and anywhere. We see everything around these parts!" The forest fairy leader raised its head high and beamed.
"Why treat my students so well? We are intruding just as much as those guys were, right?"
The forest fairy leader's antennae twitched from side to side, as though it was shaking its head sideways, then it replied, "Nah. You passed the test, so you're our friend now. I mean, you look so ugly and everything, but you're still our ugly friend."
'Do you even know how to chat with a person? And also, what's with your beauty standards?' Baiyi could only retort in his head.
Baiyi continued to chat with the ant leader for a while, and he finally understood what the ant leader had meant by 'the test'; it basically referred to the fight between himself and the leather suit. Contrary to his own conjecture, his fight with the leather suit was a test, not a fight resulting from the activation of its defense mechanism. 
This discovery was different from what he had deduced. It had taken a huge amount of luck for Baiyi to trigger the battle with the leather suit; if he had not, the forest fairies would have treated Mia and the other students as enemies!
Baiyi did not try to probe any deeper into the purpose of the test and the meaning of the legacy that the forest fairy leader spoke of. The forest fairy leader did not return to its somber countenance, either. It answered whatever Baiyi asked it with an "I don't know"; there was no way to know if it was just feigning ignorance.
However, the ants did show Baiyi how they had managed to evade his psychic scanning. The forest fairy leader walked towards a tree and merged with it. When Baiyi scanned the tree, he could not detect the ant leader, only the tree itself.
Suddenly, the forest fairy leader burrowed out of the mud just beside Baiyi and sat down. The Fifth Walker had not even any changes in the air.
This was the perfect stealth technique! Are these things really only some sort of forest sprites? Are they really a part of nature?
[1] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Cabin_in_the_Woods
[2] You mean like Kafka's? I love Kafka's work! But I don't think Kafka would ever feature protagonists who have a whole toilet-roll of powers and can actually rekt people and say cool lines before crit-killing— K's characters had the penchant to be powerless and anxious…
[3] They are muscular and lethal-looking ants with campy eyes. That's quite the look of a "wise ♂ philosopher", albeit more of an alternative design.


Imagine being forced to live, after death, as incorporeal bodies trapped in a vast space of nothingness for thousands of years, with nothing to do but exchanging past memories with other cohabitants (read: weirdos).  Everybody wanted out, but there was no way to leave the Void... 
Until one day, a young man was finally summoned, as a powerful but reluctant mentor, by a bubbly and motivated but completely naive young girl. Baiyi, finally out of the Void, was the only one who could save all of the other 32 souls from their prison and his summoner might just be The Key to their freedom.
However, Baiyi had to use the techniques and abilities the other souls had taught him throughout the years, and together with his own extensive knowledge of anime and game tropes from his shady and dangerous past as an otaku, to face the biggest challenge of them all: training the clumsy young girl he was forced to partner up with… into a competent sorcerer!

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