 She woke up starving and when she opened her eyes, an adorable furry face met her and licked her face. 
"Ugh." She pushed the face of King then she looked at her husband leaning on the headboard while reading Fifty Shades Darker. "Baby?" She called and then she looked at the book one Fifty Shades of Grey. Is he done reading it? 
"Hey, baby." He patted her head. "Go back to sleep." 
"Why? I'm hungry." She sat up and looked at the dogs sleeping with them. "Why are you reading that?" She crawled to him and reached his crotch. 
"Hey, our babies are sleeping." He said indicating the dogs. 
"I want you…" She murmured. 
"I thought you were on your period." He said and continue reading. She pouted at him. 
"Baby, let's take the shower." 
"I thought you were hungry?" He closed the book and kissed her mouth. 
"I'm horny at the same time." 
 Their late lunch had already been settled in the dining room. They eat casually and talk about stuff and she opened about the sniper that has been killed inside her facility. It stirred up Zach's overprotectiveness. 
Even inside her facility, someone wanted to kill her. 
"Should I call your cousin Sabrina to give you bodyguards? Or I could ask Gabriel Lawson." 
"No. Darling, I can handle myself besides—it's fine. I understand that once I sat on my throne—people would be a big threat to me." 
 They finish their food and just let it on the table and soon their maids clean it up for them. They went back to their bed and cuddle on the window seat while he continued reading the book two that is near to end. He's fast reading and she does not doubt that he'll finish all the books for a few hours. 
 She reached her phone and call Andel but he's not answering at all. Where is this guy? 
*** 
 Andel has been searching online about the bidding of gems. On the other hand, Ellen is with him and she's searching at the same time. She clicked the link and show it to him. 
"This is luxurious, they just got it from mine and it would be cheaper before bidding. It's a real ruby stone." 
"Okay." He said and told the pilot to go directly to South Africa. 
"I have connections there." She told. 
 Andel looked at her and clapped his hand. 
"You are good at that, little girl. I am so glad that I brought you with me." 
"For the tenth time, do not call me little girl, Old Man!" She scolds him. 
 He exhales and massaged his head. 
"Continue searching, okay? I'm going to sleep." He reclined his chair. Just a few seconds passed, he had fallen asleep. 
*** 
 Moira clutches her pillow and suddenly frowned. An arm was wrapped around her, a face shoved on her nape and the breathing is slow and hot. She was sure that she slept on the couch. She's a light sleeper and she would probably feel that she has been moved or carried. She dragged his arm, but he tightens both of his arms around her. 
"Let's stay more… I can't seem to get up." He murmured. 
"Fuck you." She unclasped his arms and sat up. The man was fast as he pulled her down, grabbed her waist, pinning it above her head. 
 Her eyes dilated seeing him fully naked and she accidentally sees his lower thing. She shut her eyes and avoid his kiss. 
"For the love of God! Dress up!" She muttered. 
"Oh." He looked down at his thing and it's hard. "Don't mind my big buddy here." He said sexily and bent down to kiss that adorable frowning brows. "My lady… we will be together soon." 
"Fuck you." She scolds him. 
 Her blood races up to her head and she unclasped her wrists from him and pushed him. She drags the pillow and covers it on his thing. She exhales and brushes her fingers through her hair. 
"I thought that you are going to fuck me?" He asked quizzically. 
"Stay away!" She slid off from the bed and face him. "Leave my house." 
 He didn't move an inch and just looked at him with his hand over the pillow that covers his lower part. She was pacing back and forth. She needed to leave where this guy could not find her. Alanis blinked and was curious about what she's thinking. 
"Darling?" 
"Why can't you just leave me alone?" She asked him fiercely. 
"I like you." He said it casually. "You wanted to leave the country? Let's run away together." 
 She looked at him for a while and thought about it. 
"I will bring you to places that would make you happy." 
"Is that what you want?" She asked him.
"No, Darling. It is what you want." 
"Do I need to strip and fuck you so you could leave me alone?" 
"No. Darling, I don't want to fuck you. I want to make love to you." 
 Moira crossed her arms and thought about it. Is he crazy or something? Maybe once that she had sex with him—he will vanish. But she doubted that. He's an importunate asshole. 
"If I strip right now, are you going to leave?" 
"No." He leaned on the headboard of her Queen Bed, his stripped abdominal exposed together with his strong pectorals. He's like a Greek God looking at her. 
 Moira rolled her eyes. Okay, he's well built, and she thought that he would have a big stomach, drinking alcohol and sipping on tobacco. She inhaled and looked at him. He smiled and patted the space beside him. 
"Come here, Darling." 
 She shuddered and went to the bathroom. She suddenly thought about Andromeda's words. Sexual words and the Fifty Shades of Grey—full of shit but she got turned on. She was pacing back and forth and thought about his propositions. 
 Coming to him will be a bad idea but maybe if she show bad things to him, he wouldn't like her and he would eventually back out, right? She washed her face and gargle a non-sting mouthwash. She took a towel and dump it on her wet face. When she comes out, he's already dressed up. 
 He hasn't unbuttoned his shirt yet and he looked so dazzling. Anyway, he looked sexy and so handsome. She turned around and went to the kitchen. She drank warm water and an arm wrapped around her. She froze. The man sniffled her neck and kissed a few parts of it. 
"Where do you want to go? Japan?" He asked with a grin. "Jetplane is ready to go anytime." 
 Moira has never been hugged by someone like this. It felt—comforting. All her life no one comforts her. Grandpa told her many times to never seek comfort to anything for them to be strong enough. And he was partially right. 
 Getting comfort from someone is good. 
They stay like that for a while and she could see his assassins guarding him around her Penthouse. 
"We could shop around…" he muttered. 
"I change my mind. Let's run away to Paris." 
"Oh, city of love." He twisted her hips around to him and he started kissing her passionately. 




“What now? We didn’t make love on our wedding night. Now you are teasing me.” Zach said frustratedly. Andy peeked on the window and Allona wasn’t there anymore. She turned back from him and reached her phone but Zach grabbed her arm and make her face him. “Andy, are you pushing me to use that freedom card?”

                Andromeda faced him.

“I am not pushing you to use that. I don’t want to make love to you because you don’t love me. You can fuck anyone but not that bitch last night.” She grabbed his shirt. “I am warning you. You can fuck any woman but not her. You are mine now and no one can ever have you.” She said dangerously.


Andromeda Mondragon - heiress of Mondragon Army Clan, who had fallen in loved and had received the greatest heart break. 
In her life she was trained by her grandfather to be the very best. She loved him dearly and had never decline his orders however, he wanted her to marry the family friend. And that will be the first order that she declined. She's willing to kill herself over the orders he gave. 
There's no place in hell that she's going to marry the man who killed half of her. 

Zachary Pattinson - heir of their army clan, a family friend of Mondragon. He was known to be the handsome-charming heartthrob in society. Many women had fallen with that charm but only he gave his all to one woman. And that woman hates him so much that she's hurting herself just to ease the pain in her heart. 
What she did not know is he's also getting tortured whenever he sees her in pain.
 
Will he win her back? How can he undo his mistakes? Is he ready to take her back and chase her?

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Only the clatter of the fork could be heard when Callea dropped it on the saucer. She didn't answer right away and kept on eating. She drank the juice while she observed the expectation in her boss' eyes as he watched her. "I am afraid it is a no, boss."

"But many fans are looking for you. These are loyal followers, Callea. You know, engagement is a big deal nowadays. They are hungry for your presence. I am sure your sales will go up the roof once you attend the event."

Her lips pressed together. They already agreed to maintain her air of mystery. But her boss wanted her to join the bandwagon that writers must engage with readers either online or in person. "I want to remain incognito. I am sorry, boss."

She bowed her head and she watched as her hand trembled on her lap. She didn't want to face people. She didn't know how to face tons of people without being afraid. In a book signing, she must look normal and interact like a normal person. She heard stories of how her boss makeover his writers to look the celebrity part.  It means showing her face to the public. Looking pretty again.

No way. She won't do that anymore.

He smiled sadly. "You can't blame a man for trying. I hope you will think about it, Callea. This incognito is starting to get old. Without engagement or presence in public, it would be a matter of time before your readers look for someone with a reachable branding. Someone they could talk to. Someone…. real."

Her head was still bowed down until Mattheu said his goodbyes. Marina showed her out. She didn't know who long she had been looking at her shaking hands while pondering the prospect of meeting people and her career on the line.

Where was her sense of gratitude to those people who appreciated her? Maybe if she was a normal person, she could attend that event. A part of her wanted to. But how would she do that if she was scared?

She heard footsteps and it stopped in front of her. "Who is that? Is that your suitor?"

She lifted her head and Deive was standing in front of her. He arrived from her Kuya Torque's farm. His skin looked beet red from staying from the sun. His face looked thunderous. "Ha?" she asked when she didn't get what he was saying at first.

"Who is that guy who just left in his flashy SUV? Is he your suitor?" he sneered. "What is his business coming here in his suit. Is he the one who brought the cake?" And he looked at the cake as if it was a gift from the devil.

He thought her boss was an admirer and his face was fifty shades of jealousy. She couldn't blame him because her boss was really dashing. He had a nice physique and almost as tall as Deive. He was successful and oozing with confidence even if he was only in his early thirties. And he was also a member of the exclusive Stallion Island Riding and Leisure Club that only the elites could join.

And Deive might revolt once he learned about her boss' portfolio. He might divert his jealousy on her precious cake. She didn't want to it go to waste.

"He's my publisher. He wants me to attend the book signing."

He calmed down and sat beside her. "Ah, I see. When is it?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "I am not interested. I am not going."

"That's too bad. Sidney showed me your Facebook page and blog reviews of your stories. Fans are clamoring for you. I mean, it is okay that you have this mysterious aura. But you know, you missed several book signings. Even a solo book signing would be fine for them. I am sure they will be happy if you will personally sign your books and you will get to talk to them. They really love you. If you will show up at the book signing, you can personally thank them. Can't you do it for your fans?"

She whined and closed her eyes. "Deive, you know I am not used to interacting with people especially to strangers."

"Why don't you try?"

She opened her eyes. "No. I don't want to be with a lot of people. I feel bare and vulnerable." She shooked her head and stood up. "I won't go. They should be satisfied to see my works. That's all I can share with them."

When she met Deieve's eyes, there was a challenge there. In the end, he just sighed. "Okay. I won't force you if you don't want to." He pecks a kiss on her forehead. "What else food did your publisher bring?"

She just smiled and called for Marina. But she didn't miss the sadness in Deive's eyes. Maybe he was frustrated that she wanted to hide from the world. She hoped that he would be patient with her and won't let her go.

An arranged marriage to a perfect bride.

To keep him in line, playboy Deive Hontiveros needs to marry Callea Lopez so he could start his own business. He thought he got lucky when he sees how beautiful and caring Callea is.

She lives in a haunted mansion though and he got plagued by a mysterious ghost of a woman and her cat from hell.

He must protect his bride at all cost. 

But what if Callea is one with the darkness?

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Every love story is beautiful but ours is my favorite.

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A day like an other on JYPhig.



I was sitting on my place in our math clas reading in my notebook, I sudenly heard our techer sudenly yell "Inside" whit his loud yet stern voice , As I sruged and looked back into my note book lisening to the talk.


As I looked up I briefly caught his beateful chocolate eyes before he turned to teacher.

I've senced that everyone's eyes were on the new boy, except for me since I didn't care a bit I looked like a bad boy wearing a black leatherjack.

My attitude wasn't arrogant although everyone though I was selfish to everyone no one know I had a boy friend called Jea, I just focused on my notes and shrugged it of.

I heard to boy squeak a"Sorry, I was lost" I listened at his shy voice . 

"There is another place besides Jackson" i heard the teacher say as i looked up to see him pointed to me as I fastly looked dow to my book.

When he sat down on the chair next to me and puted his bag on the floor.

I was searching Assignment 15 in my notebook and saw him just look at his hands and didn't dear to say a work.

"Aren't you going to  introduce ourselves anymore, beautiful?"
I looked at him as he looked up in shock whit Fifty shades of red on hees sheeks.

"M-Mark tuan" 
He squeaked out of his mouth as his cheek become Fifty-Shades red but now with shame, yet I stil understood it. 

"Jackson wang"

I said as he blinked trying to probebly focus on what our techer was saying, what wasn't possible since he kept glancing to me I couldn't let to occasionally looke at mark what made him blush mandly. 

"C-Can I look into your book" 
He asked as I pushed his book to me so so we could both follow the lesson, I was grateful. 

"Assignment 15"
I said, as he blinked and looked at the assignment.

"Mr. Mark Tuan, I understand you want to make friends but you can do it after class."
I was shocked by the loud voice of the teacher who stood in front of the class I blinked.

I am Mo, the best "pro" player on Earth. I played games since I was 7 years old. Be it online or offline games, RPG, Puzzle, Simulation or any genre of games, I am always the best when I play it. 

For 20 years, I was crowned as the greatest "immortal" gamer. Even the World Government built a museum for my achievements on all the games my IGN was a part of. Until that fated day...

I was riding our game club bus together with my 4 friends. I was always seated on the most comfortable and the only solo seat in front inside the bus. Behind me is a 5'10 tall Caucasian guy with a neatly combed dark brown hair,  hazel colored eyes, with glasses and is always with that calm and collected demeanor, my long time bestfriend, partner and Captain named Dean. 

On his right is a 5'8 tall Chinese looking guy with an eyes like those common to Chinese people, black colored hair in dreadlocks, with his shades and his carefree smile while using his phone to browse the internet. He is the most savage "damager" of the team in any games, he is called Chen. 

At the back of my captain's seat is a Caucasian guy, 6'0 tall in height but with a skinny frame, large gray colored eyes, with his signature sleepy eyes and gray colored hair. He is also the laziest, the "support" and the last member that was added before the formation of the team. He is named Murphy. 

Beside Murphy is a fa.. , oh he prefers to be called chubby, rough looking guy with tattooes on his chest, dishevelled red colored hair, with thick brows and he also wears a nasty grin whenever we pass by a girl no matter what she look like. He is the "tank" of the team, King.

"Mo, the President of the World Government wants to talk to you about your speech for the upcoming "Gamer's World" press conference, do you want to talk to him?" Dean inquired.

"Yeah Mo, I already read through the guest list and it seems the Blazers team is also attending." Chen said while not lifting his eyes on his phone's screen. "Do you want me to say hi to them on ****book?" Chen added with a carefree smile.

"Want ME to say hi to them instead Mo?" says King with that nasty smile of his. Nobody knows what he is planning.

"Nahh, I'm to lazy to give them my attention. As for the speech, what do you think Murph?" Mo replied.

"Uhhh.. Huh?.. What?.. Speech?.. Ahh! Just use the same speech as always..." says Murphy after being startled for a bit and goes right back to sleep.

"You need to take this seriously Mo, this is in the presence of the President of the world." says Dean in an upright manner.

Mo shrugged the behaviour of his captain as he is already used to it and was about to reply when suddenly the bus halted and made them fall over because of the abrupt stop.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING JOE?!!" Mo barked at the driver.

"SOMEONE IS APPROACHING!! THEY HAVE GUNS!!" roared Joe.

Suddenly gunshots are fired at the bus and an angry shout with that ruthless voice. "GO DROWN ON BULLETS BITCHES FROM EMPIRE!!!" roared one of the men.

"BLAZERS!!! FUCKING SHITS!!!" roared King while taking cover. 

"BYE EMPIRE BITCHES!!" roared the men while one of them throws a grenade under the bus. 

BOOM!!

The bus exploded and quickly caught fire. The men who were firing hastily stopped and ride their van before speeding away from the wrecked bus.

After who knows how long has passed, Mo suddenly opened his eyes, waking up as he started looking left and right before discovering that he is in a four-sided small white room with no doors in it. He tried to remember everything that happened and found out that he died on that explosion. He took a deep breath and slowly regained his calm on this situation thanks to his 20 years of gaming experience which helped him a lot on precarious situations in high-end tournaments.

"Wait what about Dean and the others?" Mo mumbled. 

"Shit! That fucking Blazers team! We are pro gamers but they.. Sigh!" Mo lamented.

"Where am I though? Is this what they call heaven? I don't believe in religious doctrines but it seems it's real on certain aspects" Mo muttered. 

"I don't see anything here though?" he continued.

Suddenly a voice came beside him. "Nahh, this ain't heaven dude." said the man with a chuckle.

Mo jump in fright upon hearing that as he didn't even sense anything someone was beside him.

"Holy cow! Who are you?! And the fuck! How did you get near me?" he exclaimed.

"Woah! Pu*sy! What are you shouting for?" the man replied with a chuckle.

"I'm Joe, don't you remember me, Mo?" Joe said while smiling.

"Joe the driver?!" Mo said with his eyes becoming large.

"Yep that's me." Joe said while changing his face to that of the driver for Mo's team and then changing his face back to his not too old, not too young, common and smiling face.

"What was that?! Was that magic?!" Mo said while slowly regaining his calm.

"You could say so, but let's not dwell into that first. I'm sure you have a lot of questions but I can only answer one because I'm bound by the laws of this place but as a bonus, I'll tell you the name of this place. This place is called "The Gamer's Pod."

This is not a cultivation world.

No OP MCs

and a God damn slow but detailed plot.

This is a world where pro gamers from Earth are being glorified.

A world where a tattoo is equal to glory.

Release rate:
7 Chapters per week

- This is my first practice novel :) please go easy on me. I'm open for all suggestions and corrections ;)

I love colors. I'll say it over and over again: I love colors! They're beautiful. They're stimulating. Sometimes I even think they're magical. I love everything about them, from the power they have to evoke emotions to the subtle yet distinct differences they make in a work of art. But my favorite thing about colors is their symbolism, the way they can be used to hide secrets and hint at details of a bigger picture without drawing focus away from the story at hand.

It's simple enough to use colors in visual art, but what about in writing? Challenging as it may seem, I believe it is possible to create symbolism with words, such as when describing color schemes of character outfits and settings. Color symbolism has fascinated me for as long as I can remember, and while it would take an entire book (or series of books) to get into it all, I'd like to at least scratch the surface today with some of the basics I've picked up throughout my experience researching and implementing meaningful colors in my stories. You may want to consider these tips the next time you set a scene; they can help add a vivid new layer to your story! Enjoy!
Red – Red is a bold and passionate color, often symbolizing such strong ideas and images as courage, fire, power, and violence. It's a color that demands attention, which is why it's commonly used to signify danger. Use red for passionate or aggressive characters, or for any sort of intense scene, whether it's the heat of love or the violence of war.

￼Orange – Not quite passionate and not quite joyful, orange is a middle ground between red and yellow. It symbolizes energy and creativity, and is used in psychology to stimulate enthusiasm and determination. Use orange for adventurous or creative characters, or when you want to paint some vibrant warmth into a scene.

￼Yellow – Yellow is the two-sided coin of colors. On the one hand, it symbolizes happiness, optimism, sunshine, and friendship. On the other hand, it can also stand for cowardice, illness, hazard, and deceit. Golden shades represent wealth and luxury. Use yellow when you want to add hints of joy or caution to a scene. For the best effect, I recommend using yellow ambiguously, such as for characters who seem jubilant and optimistic on the outside but who are fearful or deceitful on the inside.

￼Green – Think of green and you're sure to picture beautiful scenes of nature, complete with lush vegetation as far as the eye can see. Indeed, green is the color of the environment, and it represents such ideas as youth, fertility, health, and rebirth. Abstractly, it also symbolizes jealousy and good luck. Use green for characters associated with natural themes such as environmentalism or the practice of healing, or to hint at fortune or envy in relationships.

￼Blue – Blue is my favorite color because it represents all my favorite things. It's a color that symbolizes intelligence, tranquility, trust, and loyalty. In nature, it's associated with the sky and the sea, and different shades from turquoise to navy can be used to signify sophistication, knowledge, and integrity. Use blue for characters who are more intellectual than emotional, and for settings fitting an atmosphere of calm and authority.

￼Purple – Purple is the color of royalty, and has long represented such themes as nobility, wisdom, honor, and extravagance. Being a relatively rare color in nature, it is often associated with mystery and magic. Lighter shades such as lavender also convey grace and elegance. Use purple as a motif for regal or arrogant characters, mysterious settings, and storylines brimming with fantasy.

￼Pink – A soft complement to the bold red, pink is the color that most famously signifies love and romance. Strongly associated with femininity, it represents tenderness, caring, and acceptance. I myself tend to associate the color pink with flowers. Use pink to add a soothing or feminine quality to a scene, or to signify elements of a romantic subplot.

￼Brown – Brown is well known as an earth tone, and as such tends to represent stability. Common ideas associated with the color brown include simplicity, comfort, and endurance. Use brown when you want to convey a sense of plainness or tenacity in a scene without having to resort to the blatant dullness of gray.

￼Gray – The dull middle ground between white and black, gray is most commonly associated with boredom and depression. On the positive side, it also stands for security, modesty, practicality, and reliability. Use gray for conservative characters or when you want to create a colorless air for a particular setting.

￼White – White is the international color of peace, and is often regarded as a symbol of light, purity, and faith. Some even go as far as to associate it with perfection. Note that white takes on a different meaning in Eastern cultures, where it's associated with death and mourning. Use white when you want to convey innocence in your characters and cleanliness in your settings, or when you want to create strong religious symbolism in your scenes.

￼Black – The exact opposite of white, black represents everything that its counterpart doesn't. Darkness, evil, and death are themes commonly associated with black, but it can also stand for austerity, formality, style, and sexuality. Arguably the most powerful color of all, black has a long history of symbolizing strongly opposed ideas on the spectrum of good and evil. Use black to convey depth in your characters or to add dark themes to a scene. For best results, combine it with other colors to create interesting contrasts of ideas in your stories.

One by one, the monsters were disintegrated as they were reduced into countless of light particles.
Black lines surged toward Lin Sheng like a spider web and into his chest.
Lin Sheng's expression stayed the same, as he deftly moved within the charging horde, and his every move seems very rudimentary. Yet, when chained into a combo, it was a highly accurate and efficient series of attacks, powerful yet not wasteful.
Just as Lin Sheng was slaughtering the surge of monsters, about a thousand meters away, above a river-spanning bridge, a thin, lanky man stood upon it with a gray jacket and a round hat. A cigarette was lit in his mouth as he looked at Lin Sheng in the distance.
"Interesting, a little bug could actually harm the Shades." The man opened his mouth, revealing a row of black, sharp fangs.
"Do we kill him?" Beside him was a muscular lady with dark skin and white hair, not unlike a panther. She had a green tattoo on the side of her face, seemingly a symbol.
"I'm curious, what did that guy use to kill the Shades?"
"Then, let's capture him to investigate. He's not a Four-winged Oppressor. There won't be much trouble if we take him. What are you afraid of? the dark-skinned lady said impatiently.
The man in the jacket smiled without a word.
After demurring for a moment, he spoke again.
"Seems like a student with some rather interesting secrets. Forget it, kill him. Don't let him affect our plans."
"One minute." The lady stomped her feet as she crossed her fingers and stretched, letting out a crisp crack.
"Stamping out the problem."
She took big strides toward Lin Sheng.
...
As strands upon strands of black lines entering his mind, even as weathered as Lin Sheng was at this, he still at times could not withstand the impact of the information torrent.
This impact was just too great.
While every black line was just a shred of memories, but it could slowly stack up onto a veritable tide.
In the short span of ten minutes, he had already killed about a hundred of the monsters and absorbed a considerable number of souls.
"I'll take back what I've said." Lin Sheng stared coldly at the endless horde of monsters.
"These kinds of trash mobs are not that bad if they come in these numbers."
Lin Sheng steadied his foot, as he straightened his hand into a blade. He then dashed out and charged into the oncoming horde.
The gruesome cacophony of blades sinking into flesh rang out as the new wave of monsters were all taken out in less than two minutes.
Each and every one of the monsters turned into light particles as strands of black lines entered his chest.
Without him noticing, the souls that he expended during the purification meditation earlier had already been replenished, with extras to boot.
*Bam!*
The last portly elder monster's neck was snapped by Lin Sheng's fist. It fell to the ground and dissipated into light particles.
Lin Sheng shook his arm and went on his way.
Further ahead was a crossroad, and a right turn later, it was the entrance to the Soul Fortress. A deserted two-story building.
He had just taken a few steps forward before he stopped and looked ahead.
"There…"
Lin Sheng frowned as he quickly retracted the holy power on his body and took the appearance of a commoner as he slowly headed to the Soul Fortress and disappearing into the night.
About a hundred meters ahead of Lin Sheng, a panther-like dark-skinned woman slowly made her way out of the alley and looked at the direction Lin Sheng went.
"Count yourself lucky, kid."
She snorted as she turned in another direction. There was a coldness in her eyes as she retreated back to the direction she had come from.
Barely half a minute after the two left, two powerful men with green dark power aura all over them suddenly appeared at the area where Lin Sheng had just massacred the monsters.
"The energy surge earlier…someone fought here," one of the men said.
"That aside, the weird fluctuations we detected last time… there's a lot of them. They were weak, but once their numbers increased, their traces became obvious as well," the other man said.
"Let's report this upwards."
"Yeah."
...
The life in the Soul Fortress was even more fruitful than Lin Sheng had expected.
Going to class every day, training the control of his dark powers, going into the dream to hunt the black hawks, then going out at times to relax, to go online, to eat some nice good. If he was lucky he would run into those monsters.
Running into them was probably when Lin Sheng felt the best.
As there were not many opportunities to absorb so many souls in the real world. A rare opportunity indeed...
And a week passed by.
Finally, there were new changes to Lin Sheng's dream.
*Crack.*
Lin Sheng stretched his hands out to break the protruding branch and tossed it aside. Ahead of him was a massive gray cliff face, which filled his entire field of vision.
There were all sorts of dark holes on the cliff face, and the giant hawks would fly in and out of the holes.
The sky was gray as if meshing together with the gray cliff face. Just by a glance alone, he could not tell one from another.
"Finally something new. Aside from killing the hawks and absorbing their soul, there was literally nothing else."
Lin Sheng was also relieved. A week's time was long enough, and he was worried that the dream would end automatically, just like the Fay Vault earlier.
So finding the other two secret techniques was now of prime importance.
But even as he tried to increase the speed of his search, it took him a week to even find this unique place.
"Hopefully this won't disappoint me."
Lin Sheng looked at the dozens of hawks flying above as he approached the cliff face.
Oddly enough, the closer he got to the cliff, the black hawks in the air had disappeared without him knowing.
Lin Sheng slowed down his pace as he went into full alert, before taking one step after another in his approach.
The hawk's nest on the cliff face were like dark, sinister eyes that stared at him as he got close.
And got close he did, to the sturdy gray stone wall.
"Hmmm?"
Only after getting close did he noticed a hidden Z shaped path within the cliff hall.
As the path was of the same shade, with stone wall piling up high, plus its tiny entrance made it hard to detect at first glance.
Lin Sheng recomposed himself, as he entered the path.
Upon entering it, it was nothing but tall, sky-scraping walls. There was nary a piece of green on the wall, it was barren of any life.
Lin Sheng slowly made his way along the pathway, and after some distance, he finally reached a turn.
He slowed down and looked up. At the exit of the path, a grayish-black sculpture the size of two-story buildings blocked the path.
It was a black hawk's head, a very large head.
The base of the sculpture seemed to be made out of gemstones similar to dark green diamonds. It was clear and very strong with some nondescript patterns around it.
The head of the black hawks Lin Sheng had killed was no different from that sculpture. They were identical, aside from the size difference. As even if all of the hawks were to be added together, they were nowhere close to the size of the sculpture.


This is a story of an ordinary boy gaining unusual powers from his nightmares... It all started when Lin Sheng experienced something strange on what he thought was just another normal day. He begins to have recurring dreams that lead him on an incredible journey of discovery as he encounters spine-chilling monsters and elusive secrets.

In the real world, Gray was born and raised in the domed city Washington, named after some important guy from the 18th century of a country once known as the United States of America.  Long before Gray was born, these domed cities were constructed on elevated areas of land that were still large enough to support them without any major earth moving.  Around the world, only twenty domed cities still existed and each one was ran by a major corporation as politicians had proven themselves time and time again to be incapable to manage them effectively.  Of the original fifty cities, ten had been lost due to accidents or sabotage by extremists and the other twenty in the eastern hemisphere had all been lost due to negligent leadership hence why the remaining cities used a Corporate Republic system of governance.

Gray's family were all involved in a shuttle mishap when trying to move together.  His parents never died fortunately, that would be too cliché, but he was still separated from them due to a miscommunication so he could only holochat with them now due to the city they returned to being partially submerged.  This was not uncommon as people did what they needed to do to survive.

"I know Mom, I'm taking care of myself." Said Gray to the holochat of his parents.

"Son, we just worry about you like all good parents worry about their children." Said Gray's mother with a worried expression on her face.  "I know you like to game a lot and I've heard stories about some that go without eating or sleeping for days due to addictions."

"Mom… those things haven't happened in decades, where do you get your news from?" said Gray while shaking his head at his Mom.

"Son, your Mother is just worried is all, as long as you are happy and doing well is all that matters... but your Mother and I are both in agreement that we need grandkids so stop playing games and go meet a nice girl!" said Gray's Father with a slightly indignant tone.

"Listen, playing Alterra Online is going to be a great social outlet.  I've already met a few nice girls so let's just leave it at that."

This is usually how Gray's conversations went with his parents.  It may seem annoying and such, but it did at least show that his parents cared about him, or at least his ability to give them grandchildren…  Although he never remembers physically being with them as he was only 3 when they were separated, technology has advanced to the point where they could still interact fully.

"Mom, Dad, I know you spent a lot of your savings on me when I went to college, I want to try and buy you both a VR bed each."

"What for honey?  We do not play video games." Said Gray's Mom.

"No, but with full dive VR technology, we can still meet up and it will be almost 100% the same as if we were together in real life." Gray had only considered this after experiencing full dive VR for himself.  It felt so real to him that he could understand how some people become obsessed and never logged out.

"We appreciate the sentiment, but you do not need to worry about us, we're happy just seeing you doing well.  Save your money for yourself and maybe take a nice girl out some time." Said Gray's Dad.

"Yeah yeah, I'm working on it, there are just so many girls that desire me I can never decide which one to pick!" said Gray boastingly.

"We never raised you to be liar so don't try and pull that with us, just be yourself and you will find someone that accepts you for who you are."

"You make it sound like I'm a charity case Mom…"

"You know what I mean Gray!" said Gray's Mom getting flustered.

"I know, but it's still fun to mess with my parents every now and then!"

__________

The next morning Gray logged back in to Alterra Online.  Apparently Geoff had had the same idea as Gray and took time off from work to also play the game so they agreed to meet up as soon as possible in game.  They thought about meeting up in real life, but figured that was pointless for now since they can only play Alterra Online from their VR beds.

"I was thinking, if we create our own team, we need at about as many female members as there are male members." Said Gray to Geoff.

"I do agree that we should maintain a balance." Geoff replied.

"Screw balance, I just want us all to have at least one girlfriend!"

"At least one Gray?" said Geoff slightly exhausted from Gray's short-sightedness.

"If I had it my way, you and any other guys would be my lackeys and the girls would be part of my harem." Gray said passionately looking off into the distance like some anime hero.

"While you are undoubtedly as dense as a male protagonist in a harem anime, I'll be impressed if you attract even one girl."

Gray and Geoff frequently got into these types of boasting 'competitions' with each other, just showed how well they got along.

"Anyways, let's at least ask Stacia and Yurika if they want to join us.  Only twelve of us are in this camp so we should pick from our own camp until we are able to better gauge other's skill through matchmaking." Said Geoff.

"On it!"  Gray tapped his Armlet and searched for nearby friendly players.  He saw that Yurika and Stacia were already together online and were near the simulators.  They seemed like a strange pair as Stacia was very calm and down to earth while Yurika was very loud and loved to be the center of attention.  Still, girls like to form groups so Stacia and Yurika teamed up and the other two girls that Gray never got to know had formed another group.

Gray walked up to Yurika and Stacia and said with a very confident tone. "We have deemed you worthy to join our group, you are welcome."  Gray flashed his best playboy smile while slicking his hair back in a typical cocky playboy manner.  Both girls stared at Gray then looked at Geoff next to Gray and watched as Geoff slowly started to creep away from Gray.

"I am sorry Yurika and Stacia, it seems my friend here forgot to take his medicine this morning." Said Geoff apologetically.  "What he REALLY means is that we were hoping to be able to work together with the both of you as we believe it is in all of our best interests to work together."

Stacia whispered something to Yurika, Yurika nodded back at Stacia.

"We agree, we just want to play the game so if guys hit on us too much or make us uncomfortable we will leave." Said Yurika pointedly at Geoff and Gray.

"Agreed, we just want to play and win as well!" said Geoff while holding Gray in a headlock while to keep him from saying something stupid.

"Have room for one more?" Caleb asked after overhearing their conversation.  "I admit I am at a loss on teammates until the game fully launches and we get more people here."

Geoff and Yurika both looked at each other and shrugged.  "Sure, let's give another quick introduction about each other and what we want to specialize in." said Geoff as he finally released Gray.

Caleb spoke up to the group.  "Wanting to specialize and actually being able too are two different things.  I would suggest we let our AI trainers suggest our roles based upon our performances in matchmaking."

"It is different, but it's a game, we can just do what we want and have fun.  If all of us want to be assaulters, then we can all be assaulters!" said Yurika excitedly while making shooting gestures with her hands.

"Well, let's just jump in to matchmaking and go with our own preferences and see what happens from there." Said Gray to everyone.  "I might end up liking a different role than what I first wanted to be."

Geoff stared at Gray in awe. "That's the first normal thing you've said!"

"I am perfectly capable of being normal!" yelled Gray.

When he looked back at the other 4 in his new team, they had ignored him and were already walking away to the matchmaking station to find a match.

A hundred years from now the Earth is now reduced to several domed cities after the last war raised the temperature across the planet thus raising the sea level.

The most common escape for everyone is virtual reality.  A new game, Alterra Online, is set to release and promises to be the most realistic mecha/military/political simulation to date as well as the first full dive virtual reality game.

Gray Wilhelm, like so many others, wants to be one of the first to play.  What is Alterra Online's secret?  Why do players feel more alive in the game than in real life?  And why is the government and Alterra Corporation working on it together?

Features:
- NO Systems, Reincarnations, Supernatural Powers, harems, or brain dead females that chase after MC.
- Monty Python references and many others.
- Believable characters



11/9/2019 - Slowing down release rate temporarily as I edit and clean up the first volume extensively.  Wow was I bad!  Doesn't quite need a rewrite thankfully.

Fang Zheng, who had just emerged from training in self-quarantine, was curious about the extent of his strength measured in kilograms. 
Apart from that. 
Which echelon did his powers fit into in this ever-changing world? Was it sufficient for self-defense?
Was it the first echelon?
Or the second echelon?
Or the lowest echelon?
Although he had experienced three supernatural incidents back to back, apart from the third one, Fang Zheng did not go with the ADC fighting style [1] when he was facing the Hell Car incident or dealing with the Dead Man's Meal. He had been winging it the whole time. Hmm…
According to the Golden Immune Arhat, one would possess the strength of an elephant upon reaching the state of perfection. 
Dragons and elephants were considered sacred in Buddhism. 
The Nirvana Sutra read, 'World-Honored One! Now, it may be that along with the bodhisattva-mahāsattvas, like great dragons and elephants, I have now done away with the contaminants and stand equal to Mañjuśrī, the Dharma Prince'.
The Flower Garland Sutra read, 'Its behavior, the most ingenious and incomparable, is the strength of freedom of dragons and elephants'.
Written during the Tang Dynasty, Wang Bo's Preface to the Dharmaguptaka Vinaya read, 'When the clouds clear up, the supremacy of the truth will be known; when the ten temples prevail, the value of the truth will be known; when the dragons and elephants are convinced, there will be justice'.
Qian Qianyi of the Qing Dynasty wrote in Preface, 'Master Zibai preached throughout the Southeast with the eminence of dragons and elephants'.
This showed how dragons and elephants were regarded highly in Buddhism—they were known as Naga. It was a term used to describe divinity—usually for the strongest and most courageous among the Arhats. 
But!
Fang Zheng was someone living in modern times. 
He would be able to comprehend kilograms and tonnes, but the strength of an elephant? It was so vague that it was driving Fang Zheng crazy. 
The trunk of an adult elephant could lift a 1.5 tonne-heavy car, and if it was angry, it could knock down an old banyan tree. One question remained—which species was this elephant in the literature?
Fang Zheng whipped out his locally-made smartphone and searched for Sun Yushu's number. 
Finding out how to collect more clouds of Gray Qi to populate his 'savings' was of utmost importance no matter what. 
Fang Zheng had already tasted success from the training. 
This was not Fang Zheng's first time contacting Sun Yushu himself; the call was quickly picked up. Fang Zheng wanted to get some insider information about the Supernatural Investigation Bureau—especially where its stronghold was, or its headquarters' address in Zhou City. 
Since five forensic doctors died where Sun Yushu lived, the Supernatural Investigation Bureau had sent professionals over to protect the defenseless doctors. This was the only clue Fang Zheng had access to. 
However, Sun Yushu did not provide any useful information. The discipline of these people was on par with the army—they would not mention a single word about the organization or its internal workings. 
"Wait! I just remembered a small detail—it was something I overheard unintentionally. I'm not sure if this would help you," Sun Yushu said. 
Fang Zheng started paying attention. "What detail?"
"Yesterday, I heard them talking about something along the lines of… planning a mandatory sanitization of the Tongjiang Bridge." Sun Yushu was trying his best to recall. 
Fang Zheng immediately asked, "Is there a rough time for it?"
Unfortunately, Sun Yushu had only heard bits and pieces of it—there was nothing worthwhile from him anymore. 
"Is this important?"
"Sorry for letting you down this time. I've always wanted to repay you for saving me last time."
Sun Yushu was regretful—if he had known this would happen, he would have paid more attention back then.
Fang Zheng thanked Sun Yushu and told him not to force it. However, he still had Sun Yushu look out for more details regarding the time of the sanitization. They both hung up after that.
The Tongjiang Bridge!
Right after the call, Fang Zheng picked up his phone and searched for recent news regarding the Tongjiang Bridge. 
However, there was nothing worthwhile online. 
They were old news. 
The widely-reported opening of the Tongjiang Bridge. 
There were also reports of cars falling off the bridge and into the river, and how it had been sealed off till the present day. No one could go near it.
Nonetheless, according to Sun Yushu, people were dying every day on the Tongjiang Bridge. New corpses were fished up from the downstream on a daily basis but news about it had been contained by the authorities. 
These two points contradicted each other—how could people die every day after the bridge had been sealed off? 
How were they murdered?
Fang Zheng typed on his phone again. This time, he searched for related news about the area around the Tongjiang Bridge. 
There were new clues from the search.
"Closure of the river?"
"Closure of the upstream?"
"Cleaning of the sediment in the river?"
Fang Zheng frowned. 
They were actually planning to cut the river off… given the generosity of the budget, the cool, shades-clad men and their organization must be adamant to solve the issue of the Tongjiang Bridge once and for all. 
Fang Zheng felt a bit of a chill. What exactly was the Tongjiang Bridge to require such resources for 'mandatory sanitization'?
Sealing the bridge off was clearly of no use given that people were still dying every day. On top of that, what did the mandatory sanitization Sun Yushu mentioned mean?
Did it mean tearing down this bridge?
Or did it mean… a war against whatever that was in there was about to begin?
Fang Zheng repeatedly mumbled, "Tongjiang Bridge," as he contemplated which scenario was more possible. 
Fang Zheng had already come across the terror of the Tongjiang Bridge. 
The experience he had from the Dead Man's Meal was still fresh in his mind… As he thought about it, Fang Zheng's stomach started experiencing reflux and cramps. He had dry heaving.
If it was a war… There could be a chance to get some of that Gray Qi—it was of no use to anyone else anyway. Since the cool, shades-clad men would definitely appear on the Tongjiang Bridge anyway, he could get a sweet deal off them too. 
He had to aim for the right timing when the 'mandatory sanitization' happened on the Tongjiang Bridge—not only was it for the Gray Qi, but it was also an opportunity to learn more about the cool, shades-clad men. Fang Zheng planned that after that night, he would go near the Tongjiang Bridge himself for observation. 
At that very moment, Fang Zheng's phone rang. It was 7.17 pm.
It was the number of his neighbor—not Officer Wei, but the two university students instead. 
"Hello, is-is this Fang Zheng?"
"Fang, Fang Zheng, do… you have time? Can you come and pick Lin Jiabao and I up…"
"Lin Jiabao and I are nervous about go-going home."
"Fang Zheng, I'm Lin, Lin Jiabao. Please, Tongtong and I are too terrified to walk outside."
The girls' voices were trembling over the phone—it was as if they had faced some trauma and did not dare to return home in the dark. They were hoping that Fang Zheng could go over and get them. 
The duo was in so much shock that they were barely clear over the phone. 
It was not an outrageous request, and it was normal for neighbors to help each other out. Fang Zheng told the duo to stay where they were, and that he was on his way to get them. 
Soon after that, Fang Zheng received the girls' location over the phone. 
Fang Zheng was shocked when he saw the address—it was near the Tongjiang Bridge!


Missing people... Cars mysteriously falling off the Tongjiang Bridge... The world is going mad and it is up to Fang Zheng to prepare himself for it. What will he get himself into? What horrors will he face? Are YOU ready to join Fang Zheng on his journey to hunt the wicked? Ps. Save this one for a lonely midnight.

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