You've the read the first book, now continue the series.
"The Luna And The Vampire" series, book 2.

Philip Johnson grew up as a rough around the edges type of kid. Always picking fights, had a knack for hitting on anything with a pretty face, basically the whole fuck boy persona. After he graduated, his parents sent him to join the military which he then had to complete the four years and after that, he was gone. He took a job as an assassin. Then, one pretty girl came along... And ruined.. Everything.

The first book in this series has been published. https://geni.us/Equalize
The second book hopefully is coming soon!

Clark is from the future of Diont. Flint is from Earth. Another Flint is from the present time of Diont. 

An accident happen and the three of them become one... or better words, small part of Clark memory, Earth Flint soul and Diont Flint body become one. 

With small part memory of Clark and Earth Flint, full memory of Diont Flint, Earth Flint start living his new life in the new world, Diont.

With all the power in his possession, Flint strive to become the best Core User

Global Unity tells the events that happened after Emperor's Hidden Anger. But Corona took over Planet Harmony and she's planning to attack Planet Earth With Emperor and the Squid Sisters vanished it's up to Arnold and Creator stop Corona once and for all Disclaimer This story has heavy sexual content and coarse language so consider yourself warned

"So, what do we do now, friend?" asked Flint. Since Jack responded kindly, he had already decided that he and Jack were good friends. That's just the type of guy he was.
"Well," Jack sighed and looked at his two hostages. Tarnel was pretty calm by then but Gret was still weeping and crying. "I don't want anyone to be following me, so I can't just let you all go so easily."
"Say no more," replied Flint. As he turned to look at his fellow party members, he bowed. "Thank you for taking me this far, but I'll be traveling with my new friend from now on. Would you all please wait by the entrance. I'm very grateful for your cooperation."
"But young master--"
"Now go, there's not much time left. We've already been in here for at least six hours. I'll be fine, so don't worry about me," Flint cut off his guard's interjection and sauntered over to Jack's side and put an arm around him. "Oh, and make sure not to come back down. I don't want to force my new friend to hurt me, so please don't."
None of them could believe what Flint was saying, even Jack. They were all speechless. 
It took a moment for one of the guards to bow and start heading for the entrance. Out of the entire party, he best understood Flint and he knew that Flint would never change his mind. As they all left, that same guard even laughed to himself, thinking, "Maybe the young master will actually succeed in recruiting Jack." He thought that would be the best outcome of it all.
When the other's were out of sight, Flint nodded to Jack and asked, "So, where are we going now?"
Jack couldn't help but laugh. "You're something else, aren't you?"
"I get that a lot."
"Fine, then help me with those two." Jack pointed at his hostages. "If that one keeps whining, then just gag him to shut him up! As for you, since you seem cooperative…"
A few thin wooden boards appeared in Jack's hands. After Slivia had passed, Jack held on to her storage necklace. Being a cleric, she had all sorts of basic medical items to help her in the field, including those wooden boards used for splints.
Jack took some time to board up both of Tarnel's arms and his femur. "It may not do much, but at least you can move your arms now. Your leg will be harder to heal cause I hit it a little harder. Sorry, I got caught up in the moment."
From Slivia's storage, Jack pulled out a pair of crutches. "Do you think you can use these now?"
"I can manage." Tarnel gave Jack a strange smile. He had never expected that Jack would actually be so kind to him after taking him hostage.
Though he was currently Jack's hostage, Tarnel understood that it all happened due to the situation. Jack's mysteriousness and his actions to force three of the noble families away led Tarnel to believe that Jack may actually have a plan to find some extremely valuable treasures. If that were true, he might be willing to forgive Jack since he was being treated quite well.
"Good." Content to see that Tarnel was cooperative, Jack glanced at Gret and Flint. Throwing Flint some rope, Jack said, "Here, you can use that to help carry him. For someone who focuses on strength, that shouldn't be an issue, right?"
"Easy-peasy!" In a flash, Gret torso was wrapped in rope while Flint carried the other end of the rope over his shoulder. "Lead the way, buddy!"
It still made Jack laugh when Flint was so friendly to him.
"Some ground rules. When we encounter any undead, you'll drop him and help me fight. He'll stay behind with his crutches to avoid any further injuries," explained Jack. "Running into the Pon Family is the only other major complication to deal with. How do you suggest we deal with them?"
Tarnel and Flint looked at each other, wondering if either would say anything. Gret didn't have the option to speak and he was already gagged.
Surprisingly, it was Tarnel that spoke up. "You've got some kind of plan, right? You probably know exactly what you're looking for."
"Yup." Jack didn't hide the truth. Hiding it would be useless because they would eventually see him open the tomb anyway.
"I think we're all after the same goal then. We all want to best treasures that the Pon Family is adamant to find, and none of us want to trade them in. Since you're willing to do all this, you might even have a way to escape," Tarnel elaborated some of his thoughts, surprising Flint and Gret.
"If I took one of them hostage like you, do you think it would have the same result?" asked Jack, not denying or confirming any of Tarnel's thoughts.
"Probably, but you'll have to take even more risks when trying to escape after you exit," reasoned Tarnel. "Offending our families would only lead angering them, but they can't do anything to you while you're in town because you obeyed the rules that were clearly announced beforehand."
"But if I offend the Pon Family, you're saying that exiting the city would be much more difficult?"
"Exactly." Tarnel nodded, glad to see that Jack understood things easily. "You may be from Reinolt, but getting out of the city is your biggest obstacle."
"Wait, you're from Reinolt?!" asked Flint. 
Tarnel had figured it out since Jack already had a run-in with the Treall Family, which was also from Reinolt. Gret clearly knew that too. Flint, however, hadn't put two and two together and became quite sad when he heard that.
"Just because I'm originally from Reinolt, doesn't me you and I can't be friends," joked Jack. "I can't stay here, but we may run into each other in the future."
Sadden yet able to understand, Flint gave a disappointed chuckle. "So, that means you won't join me and the Maronn Family? Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"Fine… Let's get moving then." Lifting Gret up high, Flint started walking into one of the tunnels.
"We're going this way, Flint!" Jack shouted as he walked into a different tunnel, letting Flint rush back to them.
The makeshift party slowly traversed the catacomb. Some undead were found, but they also passed a few battle sites which looked similar to the one where the magic sword was found.
"The others should be nearby. Remember, if we see the Pon Family, just stay out of sight if you don't want me making things more difficult for you," stated Jack, making sure they were all on high alert.
There were plenty of times where Gret had tried to speak up and retort Jack, but he was never able to undo the gag. Eventually, he stopped struggling and kept quiet, but they still never removed the gag.
"Shhh, you all stay here."
'Jack, people ahead.' Bowzer's young voice warned him.
Taking a quick glance, Jack found exactly who he was hoping to see.
They were finishing up a fight with a lv. 29 zombie troll and lv. 27 zombies. It was easy to see that the fight was hard, but the Pon Family managed to keep the advantage.
The moment the zombie troll fell and the Pon Family members made a move for the magic book it was guarding, a figure suddenly appeared behind the young woman who was leading them.
"Please, don't make me hurt such a pretty lady," reasoned Jack.
"What do you want?" The Pon Family guards seemed to be the most cooperative of the noble families. Then again, it might have been because they were guarding their family head's only daughter.
"I want that book and all your storage items. I promise not to harm her if you do that and wait at the entrance for the remainder of our time inside the catacomb," explained Jack. "I only want to explore the caverns without intrusion or followers. Wait there, and she will be returned by morning without a single scratch."
"Go, I'll be fine." The young woman smiled at her guards. She was grateful for their concern but she still waved them off.
"Very well." All of them then removed their storage items and tossed them to Jack's feet. "Not a scratch, otherwise you'll be sorry."
Without another word, the party left and quickly made their way toward the entrance.
Jack was amazed at how cooperative they were. Even the young woman was shockingly easy to convince.
"Here." She handed Jack her ring and smiled at him. "My name's Keela, what's yours?"
"Jack. Thanks for listening so well."
"Can you release me now? It's clear that you're stronger than me. Even if I'm higher level, I'm only a cleric, so what chance do I have against you?" asked Keela.
"True, but know that I'm not merciful if you act funny."
She didn't fully comprehend Jack's warning until she saw three silhouettes come out of a corridor and greet them.
"Hey, Keela, I see you've met my new friend, Jack!" Flint greeted her with a smile as he dragged the crippled and gagged Gret behind him.
"So long as you cooperate, he's actually very understanding," stated Tarnel with a casual shrug.
Keela was amazed and looked back at Jack with a smile. "Weren't you only lv. 20? How did you--"
"I have my ways. Now, tell me, have you and your parties already dealt with the other commoners?" asked Jack.
Tarnel and Keela both nodded. Gret bobbed his head up and down, as if he was trying to be extra nice in order to get the gag off of him.
"Perfect! Then I can open the tomb in peace!"
"Tomb?!" All the others went wide-eyed.


***Hiatus till July 19***


“Are you scared of going in the mine? There will be lots of goblins.” Jack was curious to see how brave the little fox could be.

“Me no scared!” With his chest puffed out, the fox pup tried his best to appear intimidating but despite his efforts, Bowzer was even more adorable when he did this.

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Jack was known as "The Achievement Junkie" in the world's largest MMORPG and worked hard to earn an unlikely quest. He was given the chance to fulfill his dreams as an isekai hero, and enter the world he had come to love. The problem is, he arrived thousands of years later and has no idea how the world has changed so much.

Armed with gamer knowledge, Jack must grind and level up from scratch while fighting the chaos that threatens the world of Kartonia. What awaits Jack, his loveable fox companion Bowzer, and their companions as they research the fall of the ancient gods? When war erupts across the continent, where will he stand? Who is friend and who is foe?

Walking into the Gym I looked around in wonder. In the center of the room stood a giant boulder with smaller ones all around it. Taking a wider look around the room I noticed it was made up of a multitude of different types of rocks. Actually I could spot about twenty kinds just in the making of this extraordinary room. Walking across the field I started to plan my actions for different Pokemon that could be chosen for me to fight with.

Looking around I noticed at the almost center of the battlefield was an alarm of sorts that could be sounded with a touch; it had been impossible to see originally. Going over to it I pressed the button waiting for some sort of warning for what was about to come. Sadly their was no sound system for pumping up our blood and adrenaline before the fight. Going to one side of the field I took a seat on a boulder that was conspicuously placed by it's lonesome at the edge of the challengers side of the field.

After around twenty minutes a man came out that appeared to be extremely tired, but he was happy. Shockingly it was Brock. That was my first thought at least until he introduced himself "I am Flint the Gym leader of the Pewter Gym. What business do you have with me today?" Obviously the man knew what I was about to say, but we both smirked anyway as I officially announced it. "Hello Mr. Flint. My names Lazaro and I am here to challenge you to a Pokemon battle, so I can gain your badge and challenge the league once I collect seven more."

The moment my voice went across the field I felt something deep within me awaken. I felt excitement yes, but it wasn't something so simple. Whatever it was I felt it was something I had been missing for a long time.

"Ding. Congratulations host for making it to your first official Gym battle. As each Gym battle can be a major turning point in your life you now unlock the Experience bar. This will allow you to level up each time you defeat someone from the league."

Feeling my heart start pumping faster I realized I had finally found a way to let my Pokemon evolve and grow faster, and all I needed to do was challenge people that was a part of the league.

"Do you know the rules of this Gym following that this is your first Gym challenge?" Nodding no I let him explain to make sure it was the same as the Pokemon series. Getting the message the man started.

"The challenger is the only one allowed to change out their Pokemon, we each use two Pokemon a piece, and finally we are not allowed to use unnesecary force to permanetly injure your Pokemon, but accidents do occur so I want you to forfeit if your Pokemon has reached its limit."

Nodding that I understood; I Calmed my mind for the battle. Afterwards we both grabbed a Pokeball and threw. Flints Pokemon after the glow faded was surprisingly a Cranidos. I myself had decided on Budew.

With a smile I realized immediatly I held the advantage. With that thought I noticed at the side of my vision a familar judge. With a wave of two flags the Blond man said Begin.

"Budew, jump onto the boulder!" With my shout it immediatly jumped being replaced by a charging dinosaur. Having crashed into the boulder Budew was on, it was sent flying to the next in a continuous sequence. Flint realizing he was in the lead decided to push his advantage. "Go Cranidos use Harden."

Trying to understand why Cranidos hardened itself I discovered why as it crashed into another rock this time seemingly going through it more easily. This meant harden was no longer just a defense raising move. This move was now a attack raising move, then my plight turned for the worse.

"Cranidos use Polish, and use it in a continous cycle with Harden." Thinking as quick as I could I looked around the field and come up with an idea. "Budew, use vine whip to push yourself away and then use it to wrap around the rocks. After a couple more seconds Budew found its chance and did just that.

Trying to figure out the purpose of the act. Flint started going through diffrent scenarios in his head. When he had finally figured it out and was about to warn his Pokemon something happened. Cranidos who had sped up his body found it dificult to stop without the necessary strength, and as such tripped over the vine flying out of the battlefield all together. Getting back up Flint shook his head in disapointment.

"Cranidos has lost he stated as he looked me in the eyes. Even if he goes back up and fights, you could easily do the same thing." Sighing he decided to focus on strength training with Cranidos and any future one he gets.

Waving his flags excitedly the Dbz announcer then dropped them and picking up a mic from somewhere announcing the results of the first battle. Once he was done Flint grabbed another Pokeball, and this time I faced a foe I recognized even more easily.

*ROARS*

"ONIX!"

For a while I have seen all the rip offs on the Pokemon world trying to make the host strong as well as his Pokemon using the gamer system. I thought about this and realized that the host would rarely fight in actuality in the original story of Pokemon as such I find it useless.

Another thing is inside this story I will not limit the host to having 6 Pokemon on his being. No this would only apply to gyms as competitions these kind of things.

I have decided on a new idea for this system that instead focuses on the Pokemon themselves. Sure they'll have basic stats but they can have more than one ability as well as more than 4 moves using the system. Another advantage to this system is the separate world that will be created for the host.

He can upgrade it to build a utopia for his Pokemon. He can even slow down the time inside to gain larger training time. Enough of this Synopsis and on to the story.

In the death throws the boar had a faint but present enough to breath its last few sanguine breathes, in the eerie cold dark of the cave its breath was clear to see as Masons were, this was unnatural without a doubt but he pressed on but with caution.

As Mason entered the cave the air was stagnant and smelled foul, each footstep rung out through the gave causing the silence to be broken as it echoed around.

As Mason entered a cold presence beared down on him , he disregarded this he needed to deal with his quarry.

He didn't want the creature in reality to suffer but it was a necessity so he cared little to ensure his own safety, He approached the boar with methodical moments in the dark like an emissary of death coming to take its due.

Mason approached the boar who layed on the cold grey stone as if  on a cutting board, Mason with effort dislodged the dagger,it gleamed crimson in the eerie light, the boars breathing spiked at that pain,all it could fell was pain and Mason needed to end it.

Mason placed the dagger on the boars spine and breathed in.

Stabbing with all of his might it cracked under the pressure and the dagger pierced cutting the spin in twain, the boar convulsed in its death throws with blood spurting out the gouging wound on its back , Though it was grim at least he dealt a painless death.

Its heart stilled and it stopped all motion. It was taken in the cold embrace of death,Mason knew he couldn't he needed to carry this beast of a thing with his condition, As the Cave was cold he could at least afford to leave it in here to recuperate as it wouldn't decompose as fast but to stave off that he slit its through.

Energies enveloped Mason, he missed this elation, As the energy flowed through him his muscles became more pronounced and visibly stronger, the exhaustion faded over him and with 3 thumps of his heart resounded like a bell in his body, After that the energy subsided. That is the feeling of being alive he mused to himself.

The crimson blood pooled and it shone in the eerie light, Mason saw something, Odd.

Mason looked at the reflection,it was a humanoid figure.

Mason raised up and took out flint and stone from his pocket, he hit it .

The sparks dimly illuminated the cave,there was something in the corner.

He approached the corner and felled around as his sight was taken away in the darkness but his hearing and sense of touch became even more acute, as he delved into the dark of the cave he hit something.

He leg kicked something leathery

He stumped at what he kicked, he quickly reached for his flint stone and lit it , What in those breath moments surprised Mason.

An emaciated corpse mummified in death lay there in a silk-like robe and what he kicked was a bag.
He needed light and there was no point trying to keep the robe as he came from the commoners and its quality will make him look like a thief if he trying to sell it if he did.

He reaches towards his flint stone and lit the cloak on fire, from what he saw as the body burned and the cloak, the cloak had iconography depicting a distorted world as its main point and gold like thread laces in each edge, The smell of flesh wafted out from the body turning to ash.

Mason opened the bag , what he took out were a book and a knife, the book was leather-bound in a fine hide, its sides etched with gold and its pages white and pristine, he didn't necessarily look at its contents as it wasn't a good time though he noted its name.
"Diary of Sir Wilhelm Magnus", Clearly this was a noble, Not like the gaudy name helped with Mason's preconceptions of the nobles in the society.

The other item was a dagger,he unsheathed it from an even guarder item than the book  ,A Beautiful article emerged ,its blade was not consistent and formed in a wave till it reached a tip, double sided and ever so sharp as it gleamed in the orange light,  clearly good steel to keep this quality  and its hilt laced with iconography with a gleaming gem set in the guard. It felt solid but it looked like an impractical piece juxtaposing its feeling to its look.

Mason put the items back in the leather bag and put it on his back .He got a harvest from Sir Wilhelm's unfortunate demise .

Mason knew if he stayed where so much blood pooled it would be a death sentence, he picked up the boar as it blood poured out until it only dripped.

As he reached the outside he was revealed no animals have smelt the blood,  he got ready to set off.

He heard a familiar voice which warmed him.

"Good Hunt "

The Year is 2129 ,phenomena appeared within the month of June like a apocalypse decimating areas of the world where magical like anomalies appeared destroying areas like malevolent entities and it did so as if warping reality to its whim ,A new profession of analysers was born which analyse this phenomena where they must understand all the concepts of science there minds can comprehend to deduct these phenomena and try to scientifically justify it to try to save the peoples lives.
This will have transmigration element as the main factor, i now its cliche .This is just a little project im working on in spare time just to try out writing a novel for the first time   so please do give criticism where is due and help me correct and improve.

I finally recovered from my vicious, abusive cousin. One day I'll show Mikael who is boss. This young noble will surely get his revenge.
During my recovery, I practiced the [Flint & Steel Art] every day. My devilry had gradually settled at the high-Esquire level. I felt I could give Mikael a good round after breaking through, but dared not go looking for trouble.
I could tell by my father's stance that I was skating on thin ice. Hudson clan was a united devil clan, trashing a clan member's place of business was out of line. I finally took out the book inheritance I had received from Devil Ancestor.
I looked it over and saw nothing special about it. It was ancient and tattered, I could tell several pages were missing. They seemed to be forcefully ripped out.
The book was ten and a half inches long, seven and a half inches wide, and an inch and a half thick. A black leather cover bound it. The cover was fresh, in much better condition than the tattered pages.
I flipped through the pages and noticed there was no text on them. I realized my Devil Ancestor had told me this was an inheritance item, so I probably needed to pour some qi into it to get it to work.
I poured my Devil qi but nothing seemed to happen. After no reaction, I poured in my Soul qi.
[Soul qi detected… Probable host found… Codex of Souls engaged… Compiling user status… Codex calculates a (33.33%) chance of being partially repaired in 1,000,000 years if bound to host… Purging previous users… Binding to new host…
Host: James Hudson
Race: Devil
Age: 16
Cultivation: Esquire (3/4)
Cultivation Arts: Flint & Steel Art (Tier-2)
Battle Arts: None
Minor Daos: Soul (19%), Devil(15%), Fire(11%)
Inborn Ability: Soul Eyes (Suppressed)
Auxiliary Arts: Blacksmithing (Tier-1)]
[Several users have forced access to Codex of Souls archives while Codex was inactive… Purging user's memories of Codex to protect host… 1783 user memories successfully purged…]
[Codex suggests host find Sybil, if host finds Sybil it increases the chance of Codex repair by (10%) and increases hosts safety by 100%.]
[Quest issued: 'Find & tame Sybil within Wesser Forest']
[Rewards: Soul Dao Cultivation Art (Tier-3), Auxiliary Art: Soul Reading, Auxiliary Art: Contracts]
What's all this information here? Whoa, that looks like a description of me. I can see everything in my head. It wants me to do some quest, why the hell would I go to that death trap forest. How do I use this thing?
[Codex of Souls is an Auxiliary Artifact. Codex needs repair. Please complete the quest. Sybil will be helpful.]
Nah I'm not doing that, give me a Cultivation Art, you gave the Devil Ancestor one, this is unfair!
[Codex gave user Kogthoz Hudson Tier-2 access to Codex archives, then went inactive. Kogthoz Hudson could only slowly gain insights into Tier-2 Soul & Fire Dao while holding the Codex.]
[Host will gain much higher levels of access to Codex archives over time completing Codex quests. Codex is now sending host where to find Sybil… Codex resources are drained… Becoming inactive, once host locates Sybil Codex will awaken.]
The Codex sent a detailed map of the Wesser Forest into my head; it showed the general area where I could find Sybil and what to watch out for. The book had also changed in my hands, the cover turning blue and pages new. The Codex no longer looked like an artifact, it now looked like something I could buy in any common shop.
I threw the Codex to the side. This stupid book wanted me to go deep into Wesser Forest! I had no reason to pit my life against such powerful demon beasts.
All that hard training and difficult questing were for common devils! This devil here is a prodigal young noble!
~~~
While James was grumbling on his misfortune his Devil Ancestor was hard at work training Mikael. The Devil Ancestor was quite impressed with how Mikael had whipped James into shape.
He thought to foster his growth so James would have someone to keep him focused. Mikael was a Light Dao practitioner with a powerful sense of justice and clan cohesion.
"Sir, here with a batch of sinners who await sentencing. Sir," said Johnson.
Johnson was the Devil Ancestor's right-hand man and General Manager of [Mountain Shadow].
They named [Mountain Shadow] for Johnson's Dao of Darkness and the Devil Ancestor being the 'Mountain Forger'.
The Devil Ancestor was well known for his eccentric ways.
Johnson managed the day-to-day affairs of [Mountain Shadow] and only reported to the Devil Ancestor.
He had been a follower of the Devil Ancestor before the Hudson clan was founded. His loyalty was unquestionable.
The burly devil looked over the docket and then glanced over at the criminals sitting cuffed in bindings.
"Splendid job, Johnson," said Kogthoz.
The burly devil casually waved his hand and all the physical bindings came off. Kogthoz bound their cultivation, then released his Count Aura.
"You all are here because you are criminals with crimes against the Hudson Devil Estate. I have looked over the facts concerning all of your cases. The evidence and testimony against you is clear cut." said Kogthoz.
"Breaking our Clan Laws with no concern of your own flesh and blood, with many of you having far more crimes under your belt that deserve death independently."
"I Count Hudson, Lord of the Wesser Forest and Warden to the Hudson Rift, in the name of the Rez'gal Empire sentence you to die."
The criminals kowtowed and began begging for mercy.
"Please have mercy Devil Ancestor we know our wrongs," They all said in unison.
"I was falsely accused."
"The glove doesn't fit."
"I did not have sexual relations with that woman."

Suffering oppression, Soulless forsakes his devil clan. With his Soul Eyes, he carves his own mark in the brutal Abyss. Through hook or crook, nothing will stop the young devil lord! Tune in every day for his shameless actions and his cruelty. Enjoy… The Rise of a Devil! 

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A Senior Apprentice Sister like an insane killer.

That was Lu Sheng's first impression of White Face.

As he followed Song Zi'an forward into the cave, the cave began to slope downwards. Strangely, however, the water between the gaps in the stone still flowed towards the mouth of the cave.

"Don't touch the stream under our feet. It's lethal poison… even we… can't resist it," Song Zi'an reminded ominously.

"Mm." Lu Sheng nodded. Actually, without his reminder, Lu Sheng himself had already noticed the source of the stream.

On the right side in the cave, a giant single-horned black python lay in slumber, its huge mouth unconsciously wide agape. Massive volumes of thick, viscous saliva were dripping out of the corner of its mouth.

As the saliva flowed away from the black python, however, it inexplicably became diluted. What began with the width of an arm was a small river in the distance, multiplying in volume until it filled the gaps between the stones.

"This is the guardian of the Sect—Mi. You can call her Miss Mi," Song Zi'an introduced. "But Miss Mi is deep in sleep most of the time, and flies into rage each time she wakes. Best not to be too near, lest you be eaten."

Lu Sheng nodded, at a loss for words.

They continued forward. After the time it took to brew a pot of tea, they finally caught sight of a glimmer of light ahead. The massive face of a rock wall soon emerged in Lu Sheng's view.

It was a gargantuan and brightly lit stone wall, riddled with caves carved into the face of the wall, packed densely together like a beehive. Each cave was sealed by a stone door and seemed to be inhabitable.

A rugged stone pillar stood before the rock wall, with a massive blood-colored symbol painted on it. In the darkness, the pillar released a gloomy, melancholic, and bloodthirsty glow.

"This is the central zone of our sect. All these caves are inhabitable. You will have to pick one and settle down in it. On top of that, the Sect is now governed by the Grand Elder. Let me lead you to him now," Song Zi'an explained.

Lu Sheng nodded. "I'll trouble you then."

Both of them followed the steps on the stairs to the right of the rock wall all the way up. Lu Sheng clearly sensed an immense power monitoring and scanning every inch of earth in the cave ever since he had entered, much like in White Bell City.

It was an immensely profound force, unfathomably deep. The moment he stepped on the flight of stone stairs, he felt as if he had walked into an extremely viscous sea of sludge; pressure weighed down on him all over his body and even the circulation of inner Qi within him was impeded.

"Oh, right. This place is under the protection and suppression of the sect's Divine Weapon shard. You may feel uncomfortable here, but it'll get better once you get used to it," Song Zi'an explained again.

Lu Sheng did not say a word; he merely nodded to indicate his comprehension.

The two of them continued up the stairs until they reached the topmost row of caves in the stone wall. They came to a halt before the most central cave.

"Dong Dong Dong."

Song Zi'an knocked on the stone door.

"Come in." The clear but deep voice of an elderly man rang out from within.

Slowly, the stone door shifted aside and Song Zi'an led Lu Sheng into the cave.

A warm yellow candle glow lit up the interior of the cave. The insides of the cave were lined with yellow candlesticks. Yellow wooden tables and chairs were scattered around the room. A soft white carpet lay under their feet and several clean white robes were hung on the wall.

An ancient man with a face wrinkled like bark was seated behind the table, slowly reading a paper book.

"I've brought him here, Grand Elder," Song Zi'an said loudly.

"You've worked hard, Zi'an." The old man lifted his head with a smile, his murky eyes landing on Lu Sheng.

"Welcome, young brother Lu. If you've made up your mind to stay, you can take your pick along the caves and settle down in it. Just stay for a night, and we'll take it that you've confirmed your decision."

"I've confirmed my decision to stay," Lu Sheng said placidly.

"Very well then. I'm the Grand Elder of the Prime Devil Sect, Liu Shanzi. Presently, there're a total of three Elders in the sect, two Deacons, and the number of disciples varies. Every morning the bell will sound twice. It indicates the start of my morning lesson. You may choose to either attend my lesson or confine yourself to your cave. Nobody will disturb you. When you go into solitary confinement, remember to hang the sign outside your cave."

Lu Sheng nodded in understanding.

"Should there be anything you need to seek clarification about, you can ask Zi'an. He's always stationed in the cemetery adjacent to the stone wall in the sect," Grand Elder Liu Shanzi explained.

"Alright, if there're no other questions, you can go back and rest. Tomorrow morning we begin lessons." He seemed rather disinterested. Although he was briefing Lu Sheng, the process felt rather mechanical and even the smile on his face felt forced. He felt distant.

Lu Sheng was led away by Song Zi'an.

Watching the stone door to his cave shut slowly, Grand Elder Liu Shanzi sighed by his table.

The sect was going downhill. Ever since their mining district was seized by the Nine Bells Sect, the sect disciples' basic cultivation resources were no longer guaranteed. As a result, many of them have left.

They were finding it increasingly difficult to recruit new disciples in the first place, but now it was like rubbing salt onto wound.

Without resources, nobody would be willing to toil for the sect for nothing in return. The disciples were gone and so nobody was left to even maintain the patrols. The sect could not maintain even its basic vigilance.

And now, this new disciple from Shangyang Family would most probably leave in disappointment before long as well. After all, this was a sect that could not guarantee one even the most basic cultivation resources. What was the point in joining it?

Liu Shanzi sighed at length, walked to the side of his cave and peered out through his wooden window.

His gaze landed on the stone pillar erected beneath, dazed.

***

Outside the caves on the topmost level of the rock wall...

"Junior Apprentice Brother Lu, take your pick. Remember, you must not leave our cave after night falls. Now that there're no patrol teams in the sect, should you meet with danger, you've got to hold it out on your own till dawn... before anyone will come to your aid." Song Zi'an smiled at Lu Sheng.

"I got it." Lu Sheng nodded. "On top of that, I'd like to ask Senior Apprentice Brother: where is the sect's library? I'm personally extremely interested in miscellaneous studies."

"The library's at the back of the rock wall. You'll see it if you walk around it. You may peruse any of the books at will, as long as you don't damage them." After the basic orientation, Song Zi'an slowly descended down the stairs.

The manner in which he walked was bizarre; instead of walking step by step, he seemed to float horizontally, without the ups and downs that accompanied usual walking.

Lu Sheng watched as he left. Only when he disappeared at the edge of the stairs did he turn around to look at the caves before him.

Some of the caves were open, while some were sealed. Those that were open emanated a gloomy, ominous air and looked devoid of life. As for those that were sealed, chilly gusts of air would blow out through their windows, sending chills that pierced to the bones.

"This sect..." Lu Sheng was at a loss for words to describe it. He walked past the caves on the topmost level. Finally, at the extreme left of the stone wall near its end, he picked a cave as his place of dwelling.

The cave was wide open, and furniture like tables, chairs, shelves, and cupboards was complete, albeit all made of stone. A heavy musky odor permeated the air in the cave.

Lu Sheng placed his luggage in the cupboard and found the locking mechanism on the stone door. It was half of a sphere adhered to the door, which required a key to open.

The key, a piece of intricately shaped metal, was placed on the tabletop in the cave.

Lu Sheng picked up the piece of metal and hung it on himself. Without further ado, he left his cave and descended down the stairs.

Before long, he was standing before the stone wall once again, gazing at the hundreds of caves staring at him on the wall. His gaze swept from left to right. On both sides of the wall, he could see paths that led to the back.

Lu Sheng chose the path on the left and slowly walked along it.

In the darkness, the stone wall released a faint white hue which mixed with the red glow from the stone pillar, creating a pale blood color which permeated the cavern and split it into two zones—one black and one red.

The red zone was the area lit up by the glow. The black zone was the area shrouded in pitch black darkness.

Lu Sheng quickly walked to the edge of the red glow and paused for a short moment. Before long, he continued and stepped into the inky blackness.

Even without light, however, he could still discern the objects and lay of the land before him through the extremely faint refracted light with his extremely acute senses.

Lu Sheng sped up along the path until he reached a bridge which spanned a crevice that dropped into thick grey fog, which churned as if alive. Many wooden planks on the tattered and worn bridge were already rotten. A careless misstep, and one would fall straight down into the abyss.

Lu Sheng stood at the head of the bridge and gazed into the opposite end of the bridge.

Across the bridge, a series of black towers rose up from the ground. Apparently, those were the library that Song Zi'an had mentioned.

"Hoo..."

Gusts of bone-piercingly chilly wind blew up from the abyss underneath the bridge. Even Lu Sheng's hair stood on ends.

This sensation seemed to originate more from a coldness which he felt in his heart than in his body.

He regulated his breathing, then took a step forward and planted it firmly on the bridge.

"Boom!"

Without warning, he shot forward like a bolt of lightning, the tip of his toes tapping several times on the metal chains linking both sides of the bridge. In the blink of an eye, he was across the hundred meter long bridge.

"Thud."

Lu Sheng landed lightly on the other side of the crevice and turned around to look at the bridge, which swung from left to right in the wind. He relaxed and let out a breath of air.

"This Prime Devil Sect... no wonder not many are willing to come during their recruitment..." He shook his head and continued forward.

A group of towers faced him, standing cold and aloof. The entire group of buildings was surrounded by a tall black wall. Its entrance was right ahead of Lu Sheng, with a giant signboard hung above it.

'Earth Prime Tower'.

The words on the board were written neatly in ancient Song script with red ink.

Lu Sheng glanced at the ajar door. Through it, he could see that the courtyard was completely empty, without a soul within.

He strode in unceremoniously and was greeted immediately with a thick musky odour.

"Creak..."

Pushing open the doors of a building right in front of him, rows after rows of bookshelves emerged in his view.

Casually, he picked a shelf at random and saw that it was packed with books.

"A Medical History of Song Dynasty", "The Beginnings of Divine Weapons", "Myths and Reality", "On the Heavenly Signs", "Ice and Fire: The Mutual Counteracting of the Elements"...

This myriad of books looked like they had been kept uncared for. Lu Sheng pulled out "The Beginnings of Divine Weapons". A fine layer of mould had grown on its cover, and it felt coarse and cold to the touch.

He scanned from left to right and discovered a wall lamp, which he lit up with his flint stone.

Immediately, a pale yellow glow lit up in the room. Lu Sheng carried the book to a table and sat down on a chair. After lighting up the desk lamp as well, he began flipping the book open and reading it, ignoring the green mold.

The book narrated how the Noble Families had fought the great terrors of the world in the beginning, gradually forming an equilibrium against the demons and ghosts, winning a place for humans in the world.

Casting aside the parts of the book that lauded the Noble Families, the records of several major historical events in the book greatly helped Lu Sheng to better understand the history of the Noble Families in the Song Dynasty. But the supposed "great terrors" in the book were not described in detail. From the vague mentions, they did not seem to belong to the category of demons or ghosts.

He continued reading in his seat. Unbeknownst to him, several hours flew by.

Demons, devils, ghosts and monsters
Plunge the mortals weak in horrors;
Arms of gods and blades of devils,
Shroud the world in untold evils.

Lu Sheng was an ordinary civil servant in the modern world. After waking from a drunken stupor one day, he found himself trapped in a dangerous world where demons, ghosts and supernatural monsters terrorize the land. 

In this world, ordinary mortals live in dark fear and helplessness, without any means to fight against the supernatural. 

As Lu Sheng struggles desperately for survival, he stumbles upon a game mod he had designed for a mobile phone app in his previous life. It unexpectedly becomes his special ability, which enables him to instantly level up any skill he learns, albeit at a cost.

Thus, Lu Sheng begins his journey, striving for power beyond the reach of a mortal as he treads the way of the Devil…  

"Did you see the news ?! A dragon flying near a muggle town ! It's close to Hogwarts !"
"My friend from Ravenclaw say that she heard a roar in the sky during the night !"
"Bullshit !"

During Breakfast, it's was the only talk, a dragon near Hogwarts. Harry was not to talked about Dragon, soon his match will begin.
"You need to eat" said Hermione
"Not hungry"
"You need strength for the match Harry" said Ron

After some convincing from his friends he eat a little. Alexander arrive late at the breakfast, he look completely exhausted.
"Well you didn't sleep last night" ask Hermione
"To busy flying around" reply Alexander, he just got a puzzle look.
"Anyway, some advice for your brother before the match ?" said Ron
"Yeah *yawn* Do or die !"after this he start eating ignoring the angry glares


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"Damn, it's cold... Can't they play inside ?" Ask Alexander, he was currently waiting with the rest of his  friends at the last row in the stand of Gryffindor. Everyone ignore is complain
Dean deploy a banner that he made with Ron and Seamus, unfortunately "Scabbers" eat it.
On it were a lion fighting a snake
'Damn he took is Animagus form very seriously...'
Hermione put a little charm on it making the paint changing colors.

Then they look at Alexander expecting something, he roll his eyes and start casting something and then conjure a chair and a blanket. They ask what he do to the banner but just reply, "Make sure to point it in the sky when Gryffindor score... 

After a few more minutes, the two team finally enter the court. On their brooms, the two team face each other. Madam Hooch the referee was standing in the middle of the two team on her broom. She look at the two team and said
"I want a fair nice game !" if you look closely you will find that when saying this she focus more on the captain of Slytherin, Marcus Flint, a fifth year.

After this the match begin.
Alexander look at the match with a deadpan face.
'I should have bring a book... [Hundred way to slowly kill someone], N°1 bring him to a Quidditch match'
Gryffindor finally score a point, the Gryffindor stand tremble under the roar of the excited spectators and before they could focus on the match again they saw a Snake and a Lion getting out of the banner and start fighting each other above the stands. Of course lion win an get back in the banner with the snake in his mouth.

Everyone were quiet even the players stop and look shocked until a thunderous sound came from Gryffindor. Obviously the face of the people a the Slytherin stand were ugly.

The game continu, Hagrid arrive near us, he was looking from his hut but decide to come.
Harry still didn't find the [Golden Snitch]
Every time Gryffindor score a point, the banner come to life. Marcus Flint couldn't stand it anymore and ask the referee to do something, she just shrugs her shoulders and said "It's outside the court so it don"t affect the match and if you just disturbate by this stop Quidditch"

So he endure until he get enough, he take the bat from a beaters and send [Bludgers] toward the banner. Dean and Seamus who were holding the banner freeze and before they could react they saw the Bludgers stop a few inch away from the banner. They looked and saw Alexander with is wand out pointing toward the Bludgers.

He was angry, someone has try to destroy his artwork, so he decide to teach him a lesson. The referee came near him in his broom asking him to release the ball after screaming at Flint and almost firing him from the match.

Alexander Nod and throw the Bludgers toward the court.
After the game begin again he just smile but for those who knew him understand this smile. it's the wicked smile every time he prank someone. Under the questioning gaze he just wink and said "wait for it".

They didn't have to wait to long, they saw the Bludgers always chasing Flint. He was screaming that someone jinx the ball but Madam Hooch there were no proof so ignore him.
_____________________

'Finally ! Quirrell has start !' Alexander saw the broom of Harry getting wild.
Before he could go teach a lesson to Quirrell he heard Hermione screaming "It's Snape" and then dash toward the Professors Stand.
'... Here go my fun ! Dammit !' He sit in his chair grumpy and decide to ignore the rest of the match.
 _____________________

Gryffindor finally win, Harry catch the Golden Snitch with.... his mouth. After this win the Golden Trio go the hut of Hagrid for a cup of tea and Alexander going to bed finishing is short night...
By the way, Marcus Flint was hit by the Buldgers and end up in the infirmary with broken bones...
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[Quaffle] : Is a ball used in the wizarding game of Quidditch. It is approximately the size of a football. Twelve inches in diameter. It is a red, leather-covered ball used as the main object of play, and is the only one out of the three ball-types that is practically immobile. The three Chasers carry and pass the Quaffle to their opponent's goal hoops, where they try to score points by throwing it through one of the three rings. Each time it passes through the hoops, the scoring team gains ten points.

[Golden Snitch] : Is the third and smallest ball used in Quidditch. It is a walnut-sized gold-colored sphere with silver wings. It flies around the Quidditch field at high speeds, sometimes pausing and hovering in place. The Seeker's goal is to catch the Snitch before the other team's seeker, which is worth one-hundred and fifty points. The game can only end when the Snitch has been caught, or by mutual agreement of the two teams' Captains; the latter is very rare, however, as one team would have to lose.

[Buldgers] :  Is a round, jet black ball, made of iron, and is used in the wizarding sport of Quidditch. It is ten inches in diameter. There are two Bludgers used in every match, which are bewitched to fly around and try to knock the players off of their brooms. It is the Beater's job to protect their teammates from the Bludgers and at the same time aim them towards the opposing players.

A young man who was acclaimed as a genius by everyone was currently reading Harry Potter, his favorite novel but  was complaining about the story and end up dead by your ever kind god Truck-sama.

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