Basic Guide to Isekai is a general guide to know what is an Isekai or transported in another world from setting to tropes used examples will be provided

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Filipino has type of English, the lazy English...

First Language Influence ---->
* This happens when your first language influences your second language.

First language influence affects four things:

1. Pronunciation
2. Intonation
3. Word Choice
4. Sentence Construction

In Filipino, there are 5 vowel sounds.
*In American English, there are 20 vowel sounds.
**And 12 pure vowel sounds
**8 diphthongs (combination of 2 vowel sounds)

***Examples:

- cap (ae) - (eyah)
- cop (d.j.) - "drop jaw"
- father (d.j.) - "drop jaw"
- cup (schwa) - "uh!"
- issue (schwa) - "uh!-ssue"
- oven (schwa) - "uh!-ven"

***watch series like "Big Bang Theory"

*There are some consonant sounds in English that are not present in Filipino. 
-- T-Th-D
-- P-F
-- B-V
-- S-IS
-- Rolling "R"

*Pronounce "Th" with tongue stick - out, air puffing out

**P - upper/lower lips touches
**F - biting lower lips

**B-V
-- V - bite lower lips

**S-IS -- not supposed with "i" before "s".
**Rolling R -- Mexican rolling "r" not supposed

**Intonation

Examples:   

Magandang U^maga

Good  ^Morning.

**Word Choice:

As we Filipinos, we loved to be lazy with our words:

**Examples:  

-- Colgate ===>Tooth Paste
-- Pampers ===> Diapers
-- Aircon  ===> Air-Conditioned (AC)
-- Xerox  ===> Photocopy
-- Traffic ===> heavy traffic in "washroom"
-- Comfort Room ===> rest room; "The John"; "Powder Room"
-- Kodak ===> photo shoot
-- Rubber Shoes ===> Sneakers
-- Dine In ===> For Here
-- Take - Out ===> To Go
-- Tucked In ===> "Tucked"
-- Tucked Out ===> "Un-Tucked"
-- Repeat it again once more ===> Can you repeat what you said?
-- Stand Up ===> Standing Up
-- Fall In Line ===> Can you form a line?/Stand in Line
-- Fill Out ===> Documents Completing
-- Fill It Up ===> For Beverages or Coffee
-- Fill In ===> As in "Fill In The Blanks"
-- Most Latest ===> Recent; (do not use "most")
-- Bottomless ===> Refillable
-- Eat All You Can ===> Buffet
-- Cope Up ===> Revert Back
-- "Cope" ===> Revert

-- Go Here ===> Come Here at 4 o' Clock./Go There at 4 o' Clock
--Come vs Go ===> Idea of Being Where


**Come - Directed Toward
**Go - Directed Away

Example:

Bring The Book Here ---"towards"
Take The Book There --- "directed away"

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Lists of thoughts... Random thoughts... (considered as communion to God Almighty!)

Everyone has a body language. It differs from person to person. To read body language you need to understand that using only one sign will not help, you have to use multiple signs to tell if she's interested. Im being serious i've seen men that hit on girls because when she was talking to him, she moved her hair behind her ear. He thought it was a good indication, but she was never interested. She moved her hair back because she wanted to hear him better or that was my conclusion. So listen, use multiple signs to see if she's attracted to you. 
The first sign is if she is playing with her hair and moving it behind her ear. She also maybe talking in a higher pitched voice because peoples voices get higher when they are talking to the person they like, admire, or want to be around. Hopefully you my boy!!! The other sign is with her face if she is smiling and her eyes are a bit squinted as well. I told you about eye contact so reading her eyes should be a bit more simple. Okay now when you look into her eyes there are 2 things you need to know which are dilated eyes and the places she is looking at. She can have dilated eyes either because she's on drugs or caffeine or the dopamines are being active and usually making her eyes dilate so she can look at you more. When you focus on her eyes while talking to her sometimes its good to deeply stare to get her mixxed up with words, then just giggle at how she was stuttering or mumbling her words up. Thats when you tell her a compliment about the way she talks or the way she looks. Examples are "Youre cute when you stutter sometimes" or "Im sorry for deeply staring I just cant get my eyes off you." Compliments when she is nervous gives a subconscious thought and also boost herself which might make her more able to talk. Another way to see is her hands and arms. Im not to intellectual about reading there hands and arms because it gets confusing, so I focus on more of her head and her body. If you want more details about body language, search it up and learn it yourself. 

My experience about body language. Like I said there are so many signs that people give off. Once you observe them and understand it's quite simple how easy people show what they are feeling through the body. Okay I was talking to this chick the way she would lean in and pudh me around playfully. I already knew she was into me buf I didn't make a move cause I didn't care. 

(I will be making edits to add more details to body language as well. ) 

When she is leaning into you a bit then she is trying to get into your little box. Leaning towards you can indicate she wants to hear what you say and wants to understand you better. Remember that you need multiple signs to see it she is attracted to you. Also make sure she seems relaxed and calm. It can make everything even better. Another tip is when you see her walking by and she looks at you and looks down fast, that basically means subconsciously she thinks you are more superior then her and you should just go up to her and talk.  A few things you can do to break the ice. Introduce yourself and grab her hand. When you walk with her side to side bump into her like you want to play around with her. She'll get a friendly fun vibe from that. When you are a bit closer with her put your arm around your girls shoulder it can make her feel either 2 things. Woah he put his arm over me what a hero so superior. Or 2 um okay why did he do that to me and maybe ill let this slide or ask him to take his arm off me. This is only when you get to know her even more probably during the 6 meet up. The more touchy she is with you the more she wants to be with you. 

This is what you need to remember for body language.
1. Make sure you have multiple indications about her body language she is unconsciously or consciously giving off.
2. If she leans in then she wants to hear you more or you talking a bit to quiet.
3. When she is relaxed then you should focus on her and keep her calm and interested in touchy-feely.

-So- Eli said - what are duties of adventurers?-
-It doesn't say anything- replied Mat. - Most likely responsibilities are defined in contract.-
-These rules aren't so bad- continued Mat.
-Yea, as long as we become strong enough we could get quite favorable terms, it would be like someone paying you to play game with them.- I said.
-I don't know- said May, - they have power to give immortality to us, that's huge bargaining chip.-
-I won't become anyone's slave- said hurriedly Eli.
-Don't you worry, we will all choose death rather than slavery- John said.
-That's not how you cheer someone up, you monkey- immediately said May.
-No i'm OK now, i just panicked for second- said Eli with confident voice, - Than you John- she added.
While they were talking I looked at create character tab. I was surprised to see miniature self in top left corner of the window, and and that me was completely naked!
-Guys we will get nowhere disusing contracts and slavery right now, we need to concentrate on creating best possible team, that will give us advantage from the start of the game, ohh and girls take a photo of your character home page and send it to me, i want to check something- i said.
-OK- said Eli
3...2...1..
-I'll kill you Roger!!!- she barked.
My stomach started to hurt out of laughter, but i think May laughed the hardest.
After that May said while still laughing -No, that's confidential  information and i'm only one authorized to see it-
i died laughing.
-Well you are not seeing anything tonight- Eli said with angry voice.
After some time of fun we all clicked flashing button on which said tutorial, and started reading instructions on character creation and what every stat beside and under our character picture meant.
Tutorial:
"On top left corner is a realistic image of yourself that was created from information provided by the RING. If you press on image you will be able to change everything but you height and look of your face. Proportions of you body have to be realistic so you can not make yourself to be thin as the paper or wide as elephant. There are advantages and disadvantages of having character that is smaller or bigger. Smaller characters will be little bit harder to hit with skill shots, while larger characters will have a bit higher strength growth."
While text was rolling upwards my character was changing it's shape to show me some of the options. I immediately noticed that even thou our height can't be changed length of something else could. I'll thinker with it later.
"Please click OK to continue" I clicked.
Original picture was back on the screen and three new windows opened, each one pointing at one of the three circles under my character. three circles were red, green and blue colors and each had number 10 beside them. Window that pointed to a red circle unsurprisingly said "Strength (click for more information)", other two were agility (green) and intelligence (blue).
-This has a lot of similarities with DOTA- said John.
I had to agree.
After clicking on strength window, the window expanded a little and new window popped over it:
"Before you learn more about what this stats represent you need to learn about what main stats are, and what is primary stat.
Main stats are Strength (STR), Agility (AGI), Intelligence (INT), These stats influence every other stat that your character will have except value of armor, and magic resistance. You can increase each of these main stats with items or by leveling up. Increasing your stats by leveling is called growth of character or simply growth. The amount of stat growth that you get will be determent by abilities you choose.
Primary stat is something that every hero has. It is one of the three main stats and it will give you most basic understanding of you character. Value of your primary stat is added to you physical damage output. Growth of primary stat is increased by 50%.
WARNING don't be surprised if you see INT character (character to whom INT is primary stat) with greater STR growth per level then INT, even thou something like that is unlikely it's still possible.
Press OK to continue."
while i pressed button i said - this is all just common knowledge.-
STRENGTH:
This stat is self explanatory it represents how strong your character is. !What a shock! Strength will also determine Health pool of your character.
Now here is what 1 point of STR does for your character.
1 STR = +20 maximum  HP.
1 STR = + 0,2 Health regeneration per second (0,2 HP/s)
1 STR = +1 Kg carrying capacity.
additional uses and examples:
Some tasks like chopping wood will be easier to do with higher STR you got, while some might be impossible to do without required STR like pushing heavy stone door open.
AGILITY:
Higher your agility is higher your control over your character will be. Basically you will be able to move faster without compromising efficiency of your actions.
Now here is what 1 point of AGI does for your character:
1 AGI= + 0.2 attack speed.
1 AGI= + 5 movement speed.
additional uses and examples:
Higher AGI will help you learn and finish faster some skillful labor like skinning animal, while if for some reason you really wanted to learn how to walk on rope you would need quite high agi.
INTELLIGENCE:
Last but not least of the main stats is INT, it is quite similar to the STR. while STR represents your body INT represent you brain and your mana pool (MP).
Now here is what 1 point of int does for your character:
1 INT = + 10 maximum MP.
1 INT = + 0,1 mana regeneration per second(0,1 MP/s).
1 INT = + 0,5 spell amplification. Spell amplification (Spell amp) is stat that increases every type of magical damage that your character does. If your spell amp has value of 20, all of your magic damage will be increased by 20%.
additional uses and examples:
INT slightly increases speed with which you will understand everything around you.
This stat is different than others because it can not limit you in succeeding in some actions or guarantee your success in others. In short there is nothing that will require certain amount of intelligence for it to be done. 
Your IQ and your resourcefulness will lead to your success or failure, INT will just help you a little.
For an example if you wanted to learn new language, it would take hard work to succeed and you'r natural intelligence. Higher INT stat would surely quicken the process but theoretically everyone could do it.

On may the fourth 2022 strange cubical objects were seen on the sky all over the earth.

For ten days they were inactive. Then they started to glow and sent the message to every human on earth.

Everyone found out why aliens came. They wanted to create greatest Role-playing game (RPG) for them self,

And for greatest RPG you would of course need most realistic NPCs, and that's where humans come in.
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In this novel you will be following adventures of DOTA wanna be pro team "Penguins". 
Our MC is the captain of this team.
Story will be told mostly from MC's perspective, but importance of every member of Penguins will be around the same.

This is my first novel and I hope you'll like it.

Hello, NewUser064. The system scanned Rio's device on her wrist and allowed her into the restaurant. It wasn't the same one she had come a few days ago. Rather it was on a tiny complex deep in street five. The receptionist noticed her. 

"Hello. How can I help you?" said the receptionist. 
"Umm, there's a task here that I've to do," said Rio showing her wrist to him to read. 
"Newly appointed?" 
"Yes," said Rio hesitatingly. She didn't have any proof that she has been doing these things for a couple of years, would anyone believe without that? 
"The power source is in the backyard. Here's the way." the receptionist showed her the way from where he stood. Remembering the directions, she headed towards the backyard. 

The first work after getting the device was at a restaurant. The device showed her the direction with maximum time she can spend doing that. There were many more steps to complete her first work. She would have to check the speed of the machine that was working before fixing, then do whatever was needed and then record the new speed after fixing. 

She had only half an hour doing that. Looking at that, she couldn't understand why one would need such a long time. Even if one doesn't have that spray, one shouldn't take more than 10 minutes to clean that. 'It's only dust. Not your typical glue' wondered aloud. 

She used only her trusty screwdriver to get rid of stubborn dust. It normally takes a brush to remove those, but it looked like someone sprayed water on it. It was stuck so hard with the surface. 

Her mind was on her task only. But how much would they pay me for this? A question struck her mind. She brought her wrist nearer to have a look at it. 85 COH. They wanna pay that much just because they can't clean it themselves. Will they get their hands bloodied the way she saw in her dreams? 

After finishing with the locking mechanism of the power backup, she opened the door to have a look at that. She looked around to make sure it was disconnected. She went ahead and moved her hands as fast as she could. 

After a while, the receptionist appeared from behind. He intently saw her working. 

"All done?" asked the receptionist. 
"Just a minute. Could you please turn it back on? I need to check the speed." said Rio hurriedly closing the compartment and dusting away her hands. Glittery dust flew in the air as she dusted her tools. 

"You don't look like a newbie." said the receptionist. 
"Yes. Cause I've been doing the same thing for the last three years," said Rio, noting the readings and confirming in her task sheet. 
"Then your device showed…." 
"It showed because I lost my card this morning," said Rio looking at the apologetic face of the receptionist. "To be honest, I accidentally burnt it." 
"Have you been working with the card all these years?" 
"Yes. Do we get anything else during our internship?" said Rio. She doubted there was anything else other than the work card. 
"No, I mean didn't you get the device on your…." his inquiries went off as Rio interrupted, "No. I don't know why I didn't get it after I turned eighteen. But that doesn't matter now." she prepared to leave the location. "I've got a lot to do." 

She reached the reception desk to scan her device that confirmed her work and it blinked as it received her first 85 coins of health. Was her first day of work looked like this? It was cheerful but she still has to do a lot. At least to have enough to give to her mother, if she didn't want her to know anything about this mishap. 

The first day had places that were quite high profile. Hospitals, cafes, shopping centers, and even banks. Isn't the chairman worried about this? So many places are lacking work speed and this person doesn't seem to worry about anything. Of course, Mr. Maning is worried about his family drama instead of this. 

Not every place had such an understanding of receptionist or even an employee. Many were lost on the TV screen with the repetitive headlines of Mrs. Maning. They were too busy to care about 'who the new silver dust cleaning girl' or even 'isn't it the girl who is on the screen'. They looked at Kner sympathetically which burned Rio's heart. 

Some even had time to question her new identity. Funny thing was that no one asked her name. Was she lucky today? Or they didn't mind? Who cares when you have to have money to handover to your mother else she would swoon and upon waking her would run off to the scary swirl? 

Another thing that struck her mind was what if her dreams have become a reality? What if Kner had left her in the figurative swirl in the city and runoff, laughing? What if her mother would push her off the ground? What if she gets her hand bloodied just when she touches the glittered dust? Her screwdriver fell right on her foot, making her alert. She was on the top of the tower that controlled traffic. It worked on its own. The view of the city looked a step away from being perfect. What was the mess, she couldn't tell it right away. But it looked as if a storm had just passed by, destroying everything in its way. 

Her palm-reader on her wrist vibrated, showing her a notification. Clicking on it her jaw dropped. 

'The future chairman' s ex-girlfriend speaks the evil language of Zolzeim. ' 
Rio didn't feel like its anything about her. She was sure it must be someone else. Reading more about that, her mind whirled seeing it to be the claim made by Mrs. Maning. Does she know anything else other than this? Her eyes didn't believe as she read further that it was indeed written about her. 
'Rionora Tarnilier, the intern who looks innocent but is not.' She sighed reading the sentence. That doesn't explain anything. 
'The one who should focus on her work wandered around with my son. Despite my objections, she never listened to us. Everyone is aware of the cheap tricks of the workers but sadly my son didn't know any of it. 
Forgetting her limits, she coaxed him to give her higher posts before she completed her projects. Instead, my son had to give her something else. He even had to pay her from our treasury just because she didn't get what she wanted. The workers, don't even know that's how it doesn't work. But sadly they stay where they are, don't even know the basic knowledge of the work thingy works. 
When he decided to give her a nice post in our company, he asked something from her in return. But she dared not to obey him and along with it, she even threatened him the evil language of Zolzeim. I fear she has secret trades with them and conspires against our country. 
I want immediate the police to arrest her for her crimes. It's not my word, it's my son's demand. If the city wants its next chairman to be healthy, do him justice. Get rid of the girl. 
Our next chairman would be the next Gliustav Maning if everyone supports him now. He needs your help in this darkest time. 'she finished reading the article in one breath. 

Her head felt heavy going through the article. She slid on the floor of the traffic control room, trying to catch her breath. When was she warned before? The only warning she ever got was on Kysop' s birthday. And what was the evil language she is talking about? Rio doesn't know anything other than her Katokein tongue. It was him who wanted the password and he threatened most of the time, even bullied her and her mother. She couldn't remember a thing said to him, let alone words of threat. He indeed took her outside or even treated her with nice things. Wait, it was mostly nice restaurants for dinner. 'I want to get away from home for a while', that were his words when he took her along with him. So the dinner at those places cost him a million? She couldn't think of what she should do now. The news that was between a few people is out now. Everyone would get rid of her. She even ordered an arrest. Did the matter reach that extreme and she didn't even realize any of it? Had he told her to stay away one single time, she would have stopped working there. She just wanted her certificate after a few days of working. Oh, occasionally she did ask him for any stable job in a nice place. 'I can even give you the companies in my hand', indeed were his words. The scenes ran in a loop in her head, making her close her eyes. Gladly there was no one in the control room, else it would have been embarrassing to cry in public. How can he just lie like that to his mom? Doesn't he know what was going on between them? Rio even stopped asking him for work since the last week, let alone the stable job after the internship. 

This news must have gone to her mom. She would finish her for sure. Her heart twisted thinking about what she would do at home. She decided not to go home early. But where should she go if not home? The whole city must be looking for her. Will her mom hand her over to the police? Was her nightmare becoming a reality?

It had been a rough time working at the wedding planning agency. Manager Wang had bullied her countless times over this past half year.
However, Zhuang Nainai did not feel excited when she walked out so coolly.
Her heart was heavy.
Her face was stinging too.
Walking on the Beijing streets, she did not know where to go.
Back then, whenever she had troubles, mother was there to help her out. Afterward, her mother fell sick and could not solve her problems anymore, but Zhuang Nainai would feel invigorated when she hugged her.
But now… Zhuang Nainai had no one to turn to.
A gust of wind blew past and she felt a little cold. She hugged her arms and bit down on her lips. Her eyes were red.
Mother, where are you?
Mother, I miss you…
Zhuang Nainai touched her face and decided to go home to take a look.
Even though her mother had been sent overseas, this small house was still the home where Zhuang Nainai grew up in with her. Furthermore, she would bring her mother back eventually and they would need a place to stay. Therefore, Zhuang Nainai never stopped paying the rent. 
She strolled about in the familiar room, trying to find traces of her mother. Her vision landed on a large dusty box.
The box was placed on top of the wardrobe and a thick layer of dust enveloped it.
Zhuang Nainai looked at the box and her heart quivered.
It held all her memories from high school. She sealed her past after her breakup with Si Zhengting five years ago and tried to forget it all. She never dared to open it all these years so as to not trigger the pain deep in her heart.
Zhuang Nainai looked at the box and suddenly jumped on top of the table. She tiptoed, pulled the heavy box out towards her, and carried it down. 
The dust swirled around and she coughed a few times. She paused for a minute and then finally opened the box.
The memories buried deeply could touch one's heart very easily once brought to light.
The items in the box were placed in a mess. There were workbooks, textbooks, school uniforms, and other various things.
Zhuang Nainai opened an exercise book at random and found the first essay to be "My Dream."
Dream?
Back then, her dream was simple. It was to be in a relationship with Si Zhengting. She recalled that the teacher got so angry and made her mother come to school for her "lack of repentance."
Her mother was a cleaner then, and she appeared in school in her cleaning outfit. She had a great sense of dignity and pride even though people were talking behind her back. She had told Zhuang Nainai, "Nainai, look, do you lose out on anything when these people talk behind your back? Don't ever doubt yourself for your uniqueness, you have to follow your heart and know that you are never less than any others. That way, you will forever be a dignified princess."
Back then, Zhuang Nainai had felt that her mother was always right. She would look up to her and feel proud and satisfied.
Thinking about it now… she still felt that her mother was cool.
The language teacher had shown her mother her exercise book in school and glared at Zhuang Nainai.
She had expected Mother Zhuang to reprimand Zhuang Nainai, but to her surprise…
"Nainai, your argumentative essay writing is getting better and better! First, you state your point, then, you provide a few successful examples, and finally, you conclude with your own anecdote and a most practical solution. Your language could be more refined, though. There are a few spots where your tone is too heavy."


He's the heir of the Imperial Group, ruthless and calculating. Yet, he dotes on his wife so much. 

"Hubby, I'm thinking of getting a pet. What do you think is good?"

"You are the pet."

"…"

"Hubby, is a rose or peony prettier?"

"You are the prettiest."

"…"

Zhuang Nainai: …Can you say something constructive?

One day, someone asks him, "Why are you always the one bowing your head first when you quarrel with her?"

Si Zhengting: "Because I'm 185 cm, and she's 165 cm. When am I not the first to bow my head?"

In short, this is a black-bellied CEO who dotes on his wife in every way you could think of and tries his best to build a family after marriage by baking a little bun baby.
 


"There are wounds that never show on the body that are more deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds."

-Laurell K. Hamilton

"So you're the brat that Sensei said would join us?"

He carefully drew up the little muscles that composed the entirety of his lips. Just enough to qualify as a smile, but too little to be 'actual' happiness. He directed his eyebrow to twitch and fall just a slight bit lower. In the end, it formed the expression of irritation and calm. He preferred oxymorons, in contrast with the rest of the figurative language spectrum. The beauty of controlled chaos... The irony of a deliberate mistake...

It was a kind of rotten purity all by itself.

It seemed like he took a little too long to answer, as the white haired man started to itch his neck of all things.

"Yes, I would be the brat you are speaking of," He looked at Kurogiri's relative position and came to a understanding. "I assume that you are the leader around here, then? Sensei's protege that he spoke of? It's a pleasure to meet you." He finished off his performance with a fake smile that looked true and genuine.

Despite the very small gaps that existed in his ensemble of hands, it was actually quite clear to see when his eye widened in anger.

"...Why are you calling him, Sensei? Why does your scrawny little weak ass think that you can call him Sensei?!"

He seemed to feed off the anger in his own words, as he slowly inched closer, with his many hands primed and ready. Like a little cub intimidating a big lion- most likely Sensei- he strode forward with a deliberate clang in his step. He projected his killing intent into the world, but the thing about killing intent was this; it leaned heavily on comparison. If you were able to withstand the murderous intentions of a beast, then it was natural that you would be able to withstand the intent of a cub. Only in the case of a change in quality or quantity would the other beast be able to frighten him.  But no matter how much the cub tried to be the lion, it hadn't grown up enough yet. Mentally or physically.

"As to why I can call him Sensei, there is a reason to that."

"Spit it out."

"Like I was saying, Sensei implicitly spoke to me on that very subject. More specifically, he said I could call him Sensei."

The words seemed to have diffused most of the man-child's anger, but a sliver of anger still existed. A fraction of madness that lay stabbed deep within the heart itself. It was evidenced by the slightest crease of a brow, and the faint indecipherable glean in his wine-like eyes.

'It seems that I've managed to piss off the boss of this whole operation so easily. How quaint. Why does All for One put him in charge? Perhaps it could be his quirk... How any one person can affect the number 1 hero is doubtful though. I need to reevaluate All for One if white-hair was put in place for strategic purposes... I'm still missing something. Something big.'

"If I may ask, what are the organization's current goals?"

The answer came back immediately.

"Kill the useless piece of trash that is All Might!"

'He definitely doesn't seem like the strategic type... It sounds like a personal grudge, which could provide some interesting twists.'

"How are we going to achieve that? Do you have any plans?"

Kurogiri who was staying silent up until now, opened his mouth and answered instead of the white haired man.

"We are currently in the process of recruiting. With more manpower-"

'Could they be planning what I think they're planning.. No, it couldn't be. All for One would get competent subordinates. I can only probe.'

Deku simply looked Kurogiri dead in the eye and asked a simple question.

"You want to kill the world's greatest hero relying simply on human wave tactics? I simply cannot see the possibility of that working out."

"You're saying that getting more people on board is wrong?"

'He's not wrong but... There's more to it than that.'

Deku let his gaze wonder, until he found a rather nice (ripped up) poster of All Might.

"Of course not, the deciding factor of wars is never the tactics," He took a step forward. "It's not the strategies, either," He was right in front of the poster now. "It's always the numbers that get the win in the end. One man will drown if ten thousand others spit. But, you are forgetting one thing."

Kurogiri's 'eyes' were barely visible slits of light, and the white haired man looked like he wanted t0 kill him immediately, but Deku simply continued to talk. His face was as placid as a stone, his eyes were as still as a frozen lake, his entire being radiated calmness. Perhaps that was what made them stay their hand. A lion grazing out in the prairie was not to be despaired: they were predictable, out in the open, and could be avoided. A viper on the other hand... They hide in the grass, in the shadows. They struck out when their target was least aware, and it was always lethal.

"You are forgetting that All Might isn't the only hero that exists. Even if you gathered a big army the likes of which the world has ever seen, All Might isn't without his either. A single call from the World's beloved Symbol of Peace will gather heroes from all over the world like moths to a flame. And what do you need when armies are of similar size? You need tactics. Strategies."

"You need long-term plans," He strode to the side to grab a dart off the table.

"You need me."

The dart hit the middle of All Might's forehead.

(Villain Deku; My Hero Academia Fanfic)

Think to yourself, just this one little question-
"What if the Sludge Villain never got away?"

Warnings: Gore, Brainwashing, Murder, Suicide, Bullying, Depression, Self-harm.
I don't own the cover, and if the artist wants it taken down I will do so immediately.

Along the way Erica watched the new world she lived in now. Although the buildings reminiscent of Victorian architecture, there is a mix of modern touch here and there in some places. 

Arriving at Hecate Temple Erica, Maria, and the maid, Luna got off the carriage. In front of them is the Hecate Temple's branch of Heart Kingdom. Every child who is eleven years old in the Capital City of Heart Kingdom, Cordis City will go here to test their special powers.

The Temple's walls are colored white with a red and gold accent colors. The style is similar to St Mary's Church at Studley Royal, North Yorkshire, which is one of the finest examples of Gothic Revival architecture in England. Its extravagantly decorated interior displays colored marble, stained glass, a splendid organ, and painted and gilded figures in all their original glory.

The three of them then walked toward the Great Door of Temple. There already waiting is a Priest in white robes. He slightly bowed to them and Erica, Maria and also Luna bowing back to him. 

"My name is Priest Andrew, I will be the one who tests the young Lady's special power today." Priest Andrew said to introduce himself.

Before conducting a test for special power, the guardian of the child who will be tested must contact the party from Hecate Temple to request the implementation of the special power test. Maria had previously contacted Hecate Temple and asked for a special power test for Erica. 

Fortunately, because Priest Andrew is a friend of Maria, the process can be fast and Erica can do the test without waiting for the batch to be full. For ordinary people, the test is usually done in batch form. So when the number of children who want to be tested reaches a predetermined number only then Hecate Temple conducts a special power test.

"Let me guide you inside." 

"Thanks for your help, Priest Andrew." Maria thanked the Priest.

The Priest nodded then lead them inside the Temple. In front of the altar in the temple, there is a magic circle used for the test with a ball made of glass right in front of the circle.

"Miss Erica, please stand in the middle of the magic circle as it is will help in determine what is your special power and it's grade." Priest Andrew gave instructions to Erica.

Erica was asked to stand in the middle of the circle as Priest Andrew will activate the circle. Erica nodded, do as he said and stand in the middle of the magic circle. The Priest then activate the circle by chanting ancient language. The ancient language sounded very strange to Erica's ears but she felt she had heard it somewhere. 

"I pantodýnami Theá Ekaté, dóste mia éndeixi gia to dóro sas se aftó to paidí." 

'I seem to have heard this language, but where? Ah, I'll think about it later.' Erica decided to delay this problem later to be resolved.

The circle and the glass ball light up, and Erica feels the circle awakening something in her soul.
'So this is what they do to test children's special power,' Erica thought as she always wondering how the Hecate Temple does that.

The circle continues to light up for a few minutes then turns off slowly. Afterward, the ball keeps on blinking showing her special power's name and grade from S to F. It continues like that until the ball can't keep up and burst into pieces of broken glass.

"Oh my Goddess Hecate, to think that the measuring ball can't grade her special power..." Priest Andrew murmured to himself.

"What happened?" Maria asked in concern.

The Priest lifted his head and looked Maria right in her eyes then said, "Your daughter's special power is either too monstrous or too mediocre to be measured. But looking at the ball's broken condition now I think it was in the first category."

"What is her special power?" Maria asked again.

"The ball said it was 'Otaku's Collection' before it is broken into smithereens," Priest Andrew answered.

'Otaku's Collection? Really? Is it because I think of all manga and anime that I collected in my past life when I died that I was given this kind of power from the God who reincarnates me here?' Erica dumbfounded at the realization of this possibility.

"What kind of power did this 'Otaku's Collection have?" Maria asked for the third time after a few moments of processing the scene that just happened before her eyes.

"Even I don't know what kind of power this 'Otaku's Collection has...." He shook his head. 

"I never heard of it before and it even seems like this special power has never been recorded before in history."

"Really?" Erica asked in surprise.

"Ah… it means your special power is included in the Special type." Priest Andrew nodded his head.

In Genesis special power is divided into four types. The first is the Latent type, a special power that falls into this category is special power that involves traditional, or "superhero" powers, also commonly referred to as "ESP" powers. Special power included in this type includes mind-reading, teleportation, divination, thunder, X-ray vision, and the ability to create illusions. 

The second type is the Technical type. Technical-type special powers appear when the individual experiments or creates things, and so this class is very tech-savvy and creative. Special powers such as cooking things with side effects, invention, and putting souls in stuffed toys belong in the Technical type. 

The third type is Active type. Special powers in the Active type are linked to the physical features of living things and appear in physical or pheromone activity. Special powers in this type include powers such as voice control, changing facial appearance as desired, animal pheromone, and feet unaffected by gravity. 

Lastly is Special type. People with special powers that do not quite fit in the other three groups are put into the Special type, and so the special powers in this type are usually rare and one of a kind. 

"Can you hide the fact that the measuring ball can't grade my special power? I don't want to draw any unnecessary attention," Erica said to the Priest after considering all trouble that will come knocking at her door.

"I can hide it, but the only option is to grade your special power as grade F."

"It is fine by me, better to be underestimated than overestimated by people."

The mano of Alfonso have two floors and one underground, on the first floor there are the main hall, the kitchen room, the dinner room and the servants rooms, Ribi and Ribeiro live on this floor. On the second floor there is a gathering room that connects the thirteen bedrooms. Alfonso when with little Pit and Tailor to the gathering room on the second floor, he gave each other a piece of sheet and a pen, little pit was impressive with the huge manor it was the first time on his life that saw such delicate furniture and it was warmer here than in any other house in Wasteland Valley, on the other hand, Tailor was also impressed but for something completely different, as a teacher and scholar he had visited the houses of the riches' nobles in Utio Town, compared to those houses, this manner was extremely….. Poor.
"Let's begin…. For now, sat on the couch, as I told you before, I will give you a few lessons, I will teach you mathematics, but that is a surprise for later" Said Alfonso who was in front of them.
Tailor was puzzle, he though when Alfonso said to come to "classes" to his manor, he was indirectly asking him to teach, he was a scholar after all, however…. Alfonso was just a twenty-something years-old man, furthermore, he wasn't known for being an intelligent person such as his sister.
"Well, maybe he learned a thing of two back in Dragon city that could be useful" Though Tailor, but the truth was that he didn't believe his own thoughts, he considered himself a teacher after all, so he had his pride as one. Being a scholar in Leitol was something to be proud of, few people could acquire this tittle, one had to take an exam that took place in Dragon City every 10 years.

"Very well then, I will start, I will divide the lessons into three subjects, algebra, geometry and arithmetic, today we will start with algebra" Said Alfonso while grabbing a piece of sheet and pen himself.
"What? Alge… what? What is that?" Thought Tailor
"You see, in our world, we humans have made a… lets called it structure, this structure let us comprehend the world, at least, we think so. The world "talks" to us in a language, however, we aren't able to comprehend it, because we don't talk it, so we need an "interpreter" to help us, this interpreter are mathematics" Said Alfonso.
Tailor was astonished when he heard this introduction.
"He…. How.... This…" Tailor didn't know what to say.
"Algebra is the first step to us to be able to became interpreters, you see, Algebra is the branch of mathematics that studies the structures of the world, organizes it and put it in quantities terms that we can understand, for example…. I have here a sheet, how many sheets I have little Pit?" Asked Alfonso.
"Uncle, you have one!" Said little Pit with enthusiasm.
"How about you Tailor, how many sheets I have?"
"Your majesty, you have one" Said Tailor.
"That's right, then… I grab this other sheet; how many do I have?" Asked Alfonso.
""2!"" Said both at the same time.
"Excellent, however, have you ever though… what are you doing exactly right now? Well, the obvious answer is that you are adding up one plus one, lets up something to that then, let's say that I have two sheets and two pencil, so, let's say that I buy pencils and now I have 3 sheets, how many pencils did I buy?, this time, don't answer me, I want you to see this, of course I know that you know the answer, but remember, this is because we are using numbers that aren't so complicated, so I will write something and I will have you to interpret it"
Alfonso rapidly wrote something on the sheet
2 + x = 3;
"Wha... what adding a number and a…. Letter?" Tailor was taken aback by this, he has never seemed something like this…. What was this?
"Uncle, I don't understand! How can you add a number and a letter and come with a number?" Asked little Pit.
"Well, you see this will be the base for us from now on, this is how you interpret the results that you have come with but in sheet, this is called an equation, you see this is exactly what you did with problem before, the difference is that you subconsciously did it, I am just writing your thoughts process" Said Alfonso with a smile.
"….. I understand!" Said Tailor while grabbing the sheet.
"I don't quite understand it~" Said little Pit.
"Don't worry, today I only wanted to you to make this little introduction, lets out some other examples so you can understand."
Just like this, Alfonso give more examples, Tailor was already like an honor student listening to a great master, Little Pit was worthy of being the genius of the Ancient Greek Pythagoras, he understood it and even made some abstraction about it.
"Uncle, I have an idea how to interpret furthermore the process! If I put minus two on both sides, I will have the "x" alone!" Said Little Pit with emotion.
"That is right Little Pit, this has a name and it is called the distributive propriety, however, that is a little too advance for now, so let's end the class here" Said Alfonso with a bitter smile.
"This little guy is too talented, in a few years, he will be teaching me instead, well that is expected from Pythagoras I guess" Thought Alfonso.
"We have learned a lot today, I can not thank his majesty enough" Said Tailor while bowing deeply, he's respected for Alfonso has increased by a significant amount.
"Uncle this is funny! Let's continue!" Said Little Pit.
"Sorry little guy, we will have to ended here, If we don't, I won't have the time for the surprise!" Said Alfonso.
""Surprise?"" Asked both of them.
"Yeah, sit down, I will tell you a history, not all the story though, I will tell you a part of it every time we end a class, by the way, we will have classes only five days a week, you are free on Sunday and Saturday" Said Alfonso.
"Ok.." Said Little Pit with a little regret, he couldn't help it, he like this class a lot!, Tailor also made a slightly sad face.
"Oh~ a story? I also want to hear about that~" Suddenly a voice came from one of the rooms, It was Demeter.
"Alfonso, I also want to hear it" Said Artemis, who have just came back from hunting.
"Well, it's not a problem, sit down"
When everyone sat down, Alfonso also sat down, he was tired of being stood up for almost 1 hour
"I will start now, this is the story of benevolent princess who lived in a far away kingdom… her name was Snow White." Said Alfonso.

Alfonso was a historian of earth who suddenly appear in the body of Alfonso Lockheart, a fallen prince that is the Lord of a formal city known as the wasteland valley, with infertile land and losing the protection of their god, the wasteland valley is land that is destined to be destroyer by the extreme weather and the attacks of beast.

Alfonso was in a despair situation; however, he wasn’t destined to fall in this land, that is because....

[The supreme sovereign system welcomes its new host, with the help of the Greek gods as your allies, you will become the new sovereign of this land!]

For a second, Klein's act of casually sweeping his gaze paused on that familiar person's figure.
He immediately sensed the abnormality in his reaction since a demigod's spiritual perception wouldn't fail to notice it.
His back muscles tensed up as his mind raced, producing figurative sparks.
He didn't immediately move his gaze away as he continued looking at the demigod suspected to be from the Black Emperor pathway. He smiled at Macht and said, "This place really isn't just for veteran officers."
This sounded like a result of careful observation, but it was nothing but meaningless chatter.
Macht chuckled.
"Any club will exceed its original restrictions when it further develops itself."
His answer didn't seem to offer anything, but on careful consideration, it did seem to imply something or perhaps something that was the complete opposite.
At this moment, the broad-shouldered and long-armed gentleman in a black suit had also naturally turned his head. He looked at the two men, and he noticed that the tycoon who had donated 15,000 pounds was looking at him and his companions while engaging Member of Parliament Macht with a whisper.
This made him feel that his look of surprise was more of a natural reaction towards learning of his occupation.
Then, he retracted his gaze and continued his topic of conversation.
And at this moment, Klein's back was covered in a layer of cold sweat, and his legs were going limp.
Although he had, in a way, faced the demigod before and had even fought with him, to have such a close encounter in such a small place, with danger happening in a split second, this was a first. And more importantly, he was far from prepared to face a demigod. Not only did he lack a marionette, all he had on him was Death Knell, Azik's copper whistle, and the adventurer's harmonica.
The Sea God Scepter was impossible to bring on his person. Furthermore, the usage of it had strict environmental limitations; otherwise, it would result in massive damage. If he kept Groselle's Travels on him for too long, he might be pulled into the book world. When that happens, it would become troublesome trying to exit it. Creeping Hunger was still lacking a seal, so it needed to feed every day. Unless necessary, it was impossible to take it out ahead of time. The Fate Siphon charm was made from a Worm of Time, so it was an unknown if it would attract Amon. Unless he could use it very quickly, Klein obviously lacked the courage to bring it on him.
If the demigod who was suspected to be from the Black Emperor pathway had discovered something wrong with him, there was only one optimal solution he could think of.
It was to blow the harmonica and summon Miss Messenger to get her to help him escape Backlund via the spirit world!
He had never thought of letting Reinette Tinekerr engage in a direct battle while he held Death Knell from the side to find an opportunity to fire. This was Backlund, the home ground of the official Beyonders. With Miss Messenger's unique appearance, that man could easily pin a crime on her, and what awaited Klein would be a joint attack on him. There was bound to be increasing numbers of demigods and powerful Sealed Artifacts.
How harrowing… Klein moved his gaze away in a manner that adhered to logic. Using the Clown's ability to control his legs, he walked to the door in a completely normal manner.
He didn't ask Macht who those people were, to appear uninterested as a way to prove that it was all just a casual glance.
However, that person turning to look at him had exposed his appearance to Klein.
He had thick but unmessy black brows with a short and hard crew-cut of the same color. He had dark blue eyes and a high nose-bridge with a bushy mustache spreading out from his mouth. He had a long face with accentuated outlines as well as callous curves.
He had strong masculine vibes and was probably in his thirties or forties. It was difficult to determine.
Just on his appearance alone, Klein felt that he looked more like an Arbiter pathway's demigod rather than one of the Black Emperor pathway.
Of course, this demigod's bearing was closer to that of a Warrior's, but he was too short.
Having had a clear look at him, Klein didn't need to inquire further. He could directly get Arrodes to answer him. Even if he was still wary of the magic mirror, he could always commission Miss Xio, Miss Sharron, and company to do a simple background check.
He believed that no matter how well-hidden this demigod was, it was unlikely for him to have a low-ranking position. It would be easy to figure out who he was.
One step. Two steps. Three steps. Klein left the East Balam Military Veterans Mess in a normal manner.
When he boarded the carriage, he leaned on the wall, closed his eyes, and kept silent for a few seconds. Inwardly, he let out a long sigh.
The disconnected trail of clues leading to the truth of the Great Smog of Backlund has finally been connected again…
He didn't open his eyes or say a word, as though he was recounting the business problems he had previously discussed. But in fact, it was to quell his emotions that had been left in an upheaval.
During this process, Klein realized that Richardson had tried to speak a few times, only to shut his mouth again, doing so as though he was stumped.
Ultimately, he didn't say a word, focused on preparing marquis black tea for his employer.
Due to his previous encounter, Klein momentarily didn't have the capacity to be bothered about him and had pretended to not notice it.
Amidst the silent atmosphere and grinding wheels, they returned to 160 Böklund Street.
When he reached the third floor, Klein was just about to head for the bathtub that had been prepared by the lady's maid when Richardson, who was holding his hat and cane, took two steps forward and respectfully said, "Sir, are you heading to the Southern Continent soon?"
"Yes," Klein replied frankly. He had even prepared 500 pounds in cash to hand to Housekeeper Taneja for daily expenses needed for the Dwayne Dantès residence during his time in the Southern Continent.
Meanwhile, he had a deeper understanding of the importance of having a butler and valet in high society.
There were many things that a master couldn't keep from them; therefore, any conflict in faith and political inclinations necessitated a change.
Richardson hesitated and said, "Sir, I was born in the Southern Continent and am fluent in Dutanese. I'm also very familiar with the various local traditions. I should be of help to you."
Dutanese was a common language of the ancient Balam Empire. In present-day East and West Balam, the citizens still used this language. Only people of the middle- and upper-class knew foreign languages like ancient Feysac, Loenese, and Intis.
Klein felt lucky with regards to this because ancient Balam was once a unified empire with a true god existing in it. Therefore, although the different states had different accents, they all used Dutanese. The written language was likewise the same. This saved him plenty of trouble.
If I were to encounter dozens or more than a hundred dialects and languages, that would be a headache… However, Dutanese and ancient Feysac doesn't belong to the same system. I'm unable to easily grasp the various branches by learning the latter. Finding an interpreter is necessary. Oh, Anderson seems to be fluent in Dutanese. He never seemed to mention having any problems with communication in West Balam… Klein finished listening to Richardson when he suddenly realized what was stumping him.
As a valet, he needed to follow whenever his employer headed out. There was no need for a butler to do so.
This also meant that a valet was like a secretary for the master's daily life. In certain cases, they would also play a role as a business secretary.
Clearly, Richardson enjoyed his life in Backlund and everything it had to offer. He didn't wish to return to the Southern Continent to see scenery or matters that would make him recall his past; therefore, when he got into the carriage, he had tried to mention his traits but was unable to voice it out. He wished that Dwayne Dantès could find a better candidate.
Klein thought for a moment before saying, "I can tell that you don't like the Southern Continent. Why are you telling me this?"
Richardson slowly bowed his head and looked at his toes.
"You gave me a chance to gain experience to mature. I-I believe I can help you."
Very simple feelings of gratitude… If you hadn't said so, no one would know that you knew Dutanese. After all, you were born and raised in an East Balam colony manor… Klein carefully sized up Richardson, chuckled inwardly, and made some silent poignant comments.
However, he didn't plan on letting this valet of his follow him to the Southern Continent. Firstly, it would make it inconvenient for him to carry out certain operations. Secondly, if he was recognized by some Nation Reestablishment Society member of the Numinous Episcopate, it might end up affecting the rest of his life.
Klein laughed and replied, "I have plenty of friends there. They're all fluent in Dutanese and are aware of the traditions there.
"Hmm, you have more important things to do. Stay in Backlund. Help me deliver some gifts to my friends at fixed periods of time. I'll be giving you a name list when the time comes. Also, read more papers and take note of investment opportunities and also perform on-the-ground checks. Finally, give me a corresponding report. I will get Ma'am Taneja to specially prepare some funds for this."
Richardson was somewhat surprised before saying in pleasant surprise, "Yes, sir. I-I will work hard!"
At that instant, he felt that he was being put in an important position as his eyes blurred up.
From the moment he was born, this was the first time he felt hope for his future. It was something to look forward to.
After dismissing Richardson, Klein took a comfortable bath to soothe his tense nerves. Then, he wore his pajamas and returned to the bedroom. Taking a pen and paper, he drew a symbol that was a mixture of concealment and mystery prying.
The full-body mirror's surface ripples with aqueous light as silver light formed Loenese text:
"Exalted Great Master, your puny, loyal and humble servant, Arrodes, is here to answer your summoning!
"Are you about to leave Backlund again?"
Klein nodded and said, "Yes."
Without waiting for Arrodes to mention that he could question it, he asked, "Can I still contact you in the Southern Continent?"
"Of course! As long as you take out that magical radio transceiver." On the surface of the mirror, silver words quickly formed. "However, you cannot leave it out in the real world for too long or use it too frequently. There are plenty of beneficiaries of the Mother Tree of Desire. 'She' can use it to detect you."
Klein nodded gently and asked, "What do you know about the Mother Tree of Desire?"
Arrodes suddenly fell into silence. It was only after a very long time that its silver luster formed a complete sentence:
"I don't dare to mention it, nor do I dare to show it."


With the rising tide of steam power and machinery, who can come close to being a Beyonder? Shrouded in the fog of history and darkness, who or what is the lurking evil that murmurs into our ears?

Waking up to be faced with a string of mysteries, Zhou Mingrui finds himself reincarnated as Klein Moretti in an alternate Victorian era world where he sees a world filled with machinery, cannons, dreadnoughts, airships, difference machines, as well as Potions, Divination, Hexes, Tarot Cards, Sealed Artifacts… 

The Light continues to shine but mystery has never gone far. Follow Klein as he finds himself entangled with the Churches of the world—both orthodox and unorthodox—while he slowly develops newfound powers thanks to the Beyonder potions.

Like the corresponding tarot card, The Fool, which is numbered 0—a number of unlimited potential—this is the legend of "The Fool."

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