All Hail our one and only...Potato God of Time and Space...he who saves us all...he who gave us Potatoes to eat...Potatato forever...Im Drunk please help me...

Ketika Violet ditawari kesempatan kedua dalam hidup, kesempatan untuk menghapus kesalahan keluarganya, dia menemukan dirinya dimakamkan di bawah lebih dari sekadar merencanakan pembunuhan. Dari penglihatan sampai sakit kepala yang menyakitkan, sesuatu terasa salah. Jika bukan karena pelayan misterius barunya, pasti dia sudah mati sekarang. 

The next day after school Sona came to hand me two flyers
Sona: I hope you can forgive us for yesterday
Drake: Oh I already forgave you guys it's in your nature to be aggressive although there are exceptions who think rationality so I don't mind
Sona: here are some flyers I want to give you please summon us when you need help
Drake: sure why not,  I don't mind doing business with you since I will require something eventually
 He takes both of them
Sona: the blue one is mine and the red belongs to rias, she also wants to apologise but is a little scared to come herself not wanting to offend you
Drake: well she had it coming one way or another so I don't mind meeting with her
Sona: OK I will tell her that
Drake: well I have to do some work now so bye
Drake then goes on to watch a movie and comes out
Drake: well had to give credits to the writer of the saw franchise the dude is fucking amazing when it comes to traps and plot twists
As he was walking home he noticed something strange a house with an open door and the smell of blood coming out
As Drake went in he saw a mutilated body
Drake: hum, something is wrong
As he said that a slash of light hit his back
Drake: you know it is very bad to backstab someone 
A man with blonde hair and crazy looking eyes looked at him with madness 
Freed: oh oh this is interesting it's the first time that I have seen a devil withstand a light sword slash
Drake: it might be your last time
Freed: hey shitty devil just shut up and die
Freed shot Drake multiple times and slashed at him but to his surprise, Drake caught the light blade with his fingers 
Drake: what a drag
??? : aah! 
Drake looked at his side to see Asia terrified from seeing a mutilated body 
Asia: Drake san
Freed: oh so you know this devil 
Asia: what do you mean father freed 
Freed : *points to the corpse * this man here summoned a devil and needed to be exorcised 
Asia: but why did you kill him 
Freed: shut up you bitch, why did you not put up a barrier this devil is here now 
Drake: hey idiot face you do know that I am human so stop labelling me as a devil 
Freed: no human can survive a slash from a light sword so die heretic
But before he could do anything Asia came in between us 
Asia: please don't hurt Drake san 
Freed: you useless bitch first you did not put up a barrier and now you try to side with a heretic * tries to slash Asia but his blade is stopped *
Drake: your brave Asia, but you are naive as well, do you know why this idiot was excommunicated by the church, that's because he committed sins, killed people with brutality, raped other nuns at the church and only wanted power * catches him by the throat *
Asia: but why *cries*
Drake: there are things in this world that God cannot stop or does not try to stop because we are incomplete beings, we don't know what to do and are led astray by wrongdoings 
Freed: such irony, don't listen to him Asia kill him make this heretic suffer 
Drake: I wanna play a game freed 
Freed: what kind of game 
Drake: let's see you can call your backup and if they don't arrive in time your soul will be trapped in purgatory * a black stone on drake's left arm starts glowing * this stone in my arm is know as the death stone that has the will of this universe and since you have so many charges it will trap your soul for all eternity you will suffer countless tourchers in that place, you have 2 minutes to save your self call your back up and if they arrive I might let you go 
As Drake said that freed uses a magic circle engraved on his arm 
At the same time, drake picked a parchment from his arm and summoned a devil 
As he looked at his parchment black lines started to appear on his forehead as it was rias's parchment 
A large red magic circle appeared and out came our spoiled princess 
Rias: what is it Drake san 
Drake: hey what will it take for you to rescue this girl as compensation 
Rias looked at a girl who was horrified 
Rias: don't worry I will do it free just this once since I want to apologise for my mistakes 
Drake: I don't want anything to happen to her so take care of her 
Rias: as you wish 
Rias then disappears with Asia into a magic circle 
Another magic circle appears in the room but this time it is black 
??? : what is it freed 
Two girls one with the figure of a small child and one who had the figure of a young woman came along with raynare 
Drake: Well then here they are, *looks at his watch * oh no it seems like your time is passed 
Freed: mercy 
Drake: game over 
As he said that a black miasma covered started coming from his hand and enveloped freed and dissolved him 
Both the women looked terrified while raynare tried not to lose her composer 
Drake: you've done a good job raynare and as promised here is your promotion 
As he said that a turquoise stone started to shine, he went ahead and placed his palm on Raynare's chest and a green light covered raynare and as she came out she had an extra pair of wings 
Kalawarner: traitor, why did you go against Azazel Sama's command 
Drake: oh raynare are these your peers 
Raynare: yes Drake Sama 
Drake: Well here take this *passes a bunch of papers* these are commands from Azazel read it 
Both of them hold the bunch and are supposed to see the Grigori logo on it 
Drake: come with me it's getting dark I will have to ask Sona to clean up this mess

A 18 year old kid gets reincarnated as a member of the sitri family one year younger then sona
Every despises him due to his half human nature 
( no lemons) 
( incest is wincest) 
 OK so the story might be a little dark and will have a selfish mc that will kill
This is a complete rewrite of the original one ' a mad titan in the multiverse' but with a different plot
So I don't own hsdxd or the cover it's from solo leveling
Note that my story is heavy dulogue based but lacks emotions sometimes

"Dang this place is just like downtown Vancouver!" I looked around the place and commented.

"Yeah." Lili said casually, followed with a spike of energy: "Oooo guys! I need to show you something! Follow me!"

We followed her without question.

"So are you guys religious?" Lili asked with both hands behind her head.

"I am Christian." I answered.

"Same." Hazuki replied with a quiet voice.

"What about you Lili?" I asked.

"I am atheist. But I do go to church once in a while."

"What kind of church is it?" I asked.

"The church of high thigh my dude! Man, thigh is love, thigh is life!"

"..."

"..."

"Nah, I believe in science. I loved science since I was little." Lili added.

"I see." I commented.

"Alright here we are." Lili stopped in front of one of the building.

"The Church of Yang." I read the logo. "Wtf is this?"

"I figured if the two of you want to understand this world more, this is the place to come."

"Fair enough." I said, and a second later Lili pushed opened the door and the 3 of us stepped inside.

"Looks like we are in the middle of the preaching." Lili said with a hushed voice, and the whole place was jammed back so we had to stand in the very back. And there at the very front, was a familiar looking giant penguin dressed in priestly robes.

"Is that?"

"Yep, Sam. Aka, tyrantboost2." Lili answered.

"In the beginning God created the world and mankind, and the 4 dark lords." Sam preached.

"Amongst the 4 dark lord, the legend was born. And was given direct authority and power from God to rule over mankind."

"Without the Legend, we toxic people would have no home to go. Rito banished him into the void, only to find him return more powerful and more toxic."

"Today we will look at one of the passages from Yang's book 'The art of the scam' the passage we are reading today is: 'The hoes ain't worth it.'"

Then there was about a rant for 30 minutes of various points supporting the statement, and to be honest I was quite convinced in the end.

"That wraps up tonight's sermon, next week we will focus on the central passage of 'The art of scams', 'get money and fk bitches'. And always remember brothers and sisters, in yang we trust." Sam left the stage, and a brief moment later the church band came onto stage and began playing: 'Smoke weed everyday'.

What kind of cult is this?

"Aww, I wish they could just play Linkin park." Lili commented, then turned and began to leave.

I wonder what Yang is like...

Q: Would you go to the church of Yang?

This book consists of 70% dead memes and 30% plot. 

And you must be high to actually like the book Hehe xd

Once again another big shout out to @creaking_shadow (on wattpad) for making this next level awesome cover! (╯✧▽✧)╯ 

Disclaimer: I do not own the media, all credits go to original creators. And the organisations, settings, characters, are purely fictional and do not represent any real life religion or organisation, or groups.

Jack Smack (leader of the terrorist group White Angels) had his own political agenda that had nothing to do with the White Angels. The White Angels may had been doing things for the Genalucards, but he had his own personal vendetta against them and had actually wanted to kill off the entire race. Genalucards had wronged him when he was just a little boy. Now he wanted to murder them all by putting themselves against each other.

When he was a ten year old kid , Jack's parents were murdered by their Genalucard servants. The servants rebelled. One of the leaders, Sam Swanson, had planned this so they could all be set free. To live in their own little slice of the world. Right in Italy, the only European country who accepted  them as free persons and the only country left that could suit their exothermic needs.

"Mom? Dad? Where are you?" Jack opened the door to his parents room.

Jack walked in on his parents being knifed and their bodies being put in bags. The servants had no intention of killing a child, but in letting him live, they caused themselves more problems in the long haul.

"What are you doing to my parents!?" The distraught Jack screamed in agonizing pain. The betrayal of his trust of the maids, butlers, and even his nanny had been a shock to him. Jack didn't know that his parents were cruel to their servants and all of the other genalucards they had ever met. They just never acted wrong in front of Jack for fear of losing his love and admiration. They had hated the ones that the New Christian Church had deemed 'demons.' They even looked like demons to them. The only use for demons to them was to make them their servants and treat them lowly. They gained the kind of pleasure a sadist got from messing with his prey. 

Jack was severely disappointed that his only friends had killed his parents. He was home-schooled and nurtured by these beings that he found to be interesting and far more wonderful to him then his parents. He did feel a deep bond with his parents though and never wanted them to leave him. They were good to him in paying for his clothes, his room, his food, his usage of the power and the water, so he felt he was to give them the benefit of the doubt. The benefit of the doubt which was that they were good parents and not the scum of the earth as many children had thought of their parents time and time again.

Watching their lifeless bodies being wrapped in plastic and being thrown out the windows was traumatizing. One of the genalucards, a maid, had knocked him out with her hand. She put him in his room on his bed, and didn't expect him to wake anytime soon. Leaving a witness was detrimental to the cause, but they knew where they were going and he didn't.

Jack woke up with a seething pain in his neck. It felt like a brick was plopped down on his neck and stayed there for hours. He remembered what his servants did to him and his parents. He called the police and they came over. There was no trace of the dead parents or the genalucards. No leads as to where they were going. So, Jack was just shit out of luck and knew they could never be together again. He knew that his servants who he had become faithful in had left him alone with no one. With nothing at all. Jack had to be sent to his grandparents home, and he never seemed to get along with them. They never gave him the time of day.

Jack had never let go of the hatred he felt towards the night creatures and even at age fifty, was trying to cause them just as much pain and suffering as him. It didn't matter who, he felt that they all should suffer for what members of their race did to him and his parents. He didn't care what they felt.

+ + + + + + + +

"Let's get going Igor." Maisie spat. The night had come. The night that he had been dreading finally came. 
"Yes Mistress." Igor never said much to Maisie, but now he said even less due to her forcefulness in the past week. Igor and Maisie sat down in the hover car. Igor put on the GPS for the rally's address in Seattle, WA. They lived 100 miles away in one of the ocean communities. They had to leave several hours early to make it in time for Jack Smack's speech. Luckily, for Maisie, there hadn't been any complications. Unlucky for Igor because he didn't want to be seen there or hear such radicalist views. The two got there just in time for Jack's entrance.

The crowd went wild when the boss man ran up on stage with a happy jog.

"Are you ready for this!?" The enthusiastic crazy man Jack Smack yelled.

"Yeah!" The audience of Alucards and Humans roared.

"Let's do this!" Jack Smack yelled again.

"Are you tired of the upper crust taking all of your tax money, humans?"

"YES!"

"Are you tired of the rich humans enslaving you, Genalucards?!"

"Yes. We do...." Several Genalucards piped up, rather silently but, they did.

"OH COME ON, SPEAK YOUR MIND!"

"YESSSS WE DO!" The rest piped in.

"Well then come on let's get moving and shaking!"

"YESSS!"

The whole time this 'speech' was going on Igor was blocking it out. It was pretty moronic and sheepish to give into such a stupid man's words. Maisie was looking at the rally as if she had seen it many times over, which she had. She was getting tired of the same old plot to drag in more voters and more people.

The reason for the need of more people for the White Angels organization was to basically create an army. An army which killed many of the politicians, celebrities, and all other genalucards. The plan was to brainwash them into killing their surrounding people. The plan was to put them through the 'BrainZ' program to be able to control them at will. Most workers in the organization did not know this was going on and had no idea of what the real end goal was. The blind lead the blind to a person who wasn't blind but didn't see clearly.

"Alright then! If you want to change the world, be sure to get in the White Angels vans. We will then proceed to take you to one of our facilities to explain our goals as an organization." Which really meant they were going to take anyone they could get to the brainwashing facility and unless the beasts on to the public. One by one they went to the vans. Maisie, being naive as she was, forced Igor to get into a van.

"It'll be fine. Its a great organization, Igor, trust me." Trust her he did not, but fear of going back to the coal caves was very much instilled into him. He reluctantly got into the white van with the White Angel Logo on the side. The logo comprised of a white girl angel and the words.

"Hey." Another Genalucard said. He was short, had brown hair and amber eyes with a somewhat stocky figure and small hump which generally met he had small wings.

"Me?" Igor asked curious if the guy was talking to him.

"Of course you, I'm looking right at you aren't I?" The Alucard sniffed.

"Well, Hello to you too... then." Igor replied suspiciously of the stranger that had decided to try and strike up a conversation with him.

"Have you been to a rally before? My master's son made me go. Also stuck me in this goddamn van with the music turned up loud. I hate this music and its disturbingly happy-go-lucky."

"No I haven't been. My master's daughter threatened me into this. I hate the music too." Igor just went through the motions of responding to the guy's questions and remarks. He hadn't a clue if this guy was a friend, or a foe. There was no indication with him. Just a fake looking smile and a talkative mouth.

"You know, you're pretty stand offish." The genalucard remarked, embarrassing Igor in the process.

"At least i'm not striking up a conversation with someone I met at a rally for radical change." Igor whispered, hoping none of the other alucards had heard. He didn't know their take on the situation so he didn't dare put himself at risk by blubbering. 

"You know what? I like you. You don't let other people manipulate you." The other genalucard said.Whatever that meant Igor thought to himself.

"I didn't introduce myself. I'm Tak. Tak Jagger."

"Igor Lennon." Igor handshaked Tak. The guy was at least polite Igor reviewed.

The hover van stopped abruptly. Then it started back up puffing and huffing. It sounded like an untuned piano's strings being pulled wrong. Then it started falling down. As if it were a crash landing, but more of like a fast straight down landing. The van was then driven into what sounded like a garage. The happy-go-lucky music cut off halfway. The doors abruptly opened. Men in black suits, black sunglasses, strolled in with their funky blue hair and tan skin. All the appearance to show that they were human. They tied up the twenty alucards and blind folded them. Then, they stuck a needle with Etorphine into the neck of each of them, all except Igor, for he was in the back corner and no one had gotten to him yet. He heard Tak, and the man next to him plop to the ground. Igor freaked. He tried to get the blindfold off, but it was too late, a man had stuck him with their another needle. The blue haired men in black all picked up a body. Genalucards are a heavier average weight than humans because of their big wings, so it was somewhat of a hassle for the men to get them into the carts. The carts where pushed by the men into a few industrial sized elevator. Up the genalucards went. All the way up to a secret room only few knew the way to.

In the year 2175, Genetic Vampires have become the slaves of humanity. Igor is just trying to live a life of simple servitude, but his master's daughter 'Maisie' has other plans for him.

What do you do when you wake up and find yourself inside the very game that you love? 
What do you do when you realize you that you have not only become an NPC - you have even been thrown back in time to before the game even launched! 
What will happen when our protagonist's two realities coincide? 
Han Xiao was a professional power leveler before his transmigration. Using his past life's knowledge, Han Xiao sweeps through the universe as he prepares for the arrival of the players. This is definitely not your typical transmigration novel.

    "Price of a superior grade five star item?" The representative of the Green consortium almost bit off his tongue as he heard Dudian's words. He couldn't help but said: "Mr Dean. Did I hear it wrong or you..."

    "That's the price. You haven't heard it wrong and this is a one-time opportunity. Do you buy or not?" Dudian's patience has been exhausted and he lazy after receiving messengers from several consortia. Making business wasn't something that could be learned from the knowledge of super-chip and wasn't like practicing flexibility of his left hand. 

    The representative of the Green consortium smiled wryly as he saw the intolerant expression on Dudian's face: "Mr Dean, you are asking for a very high price. I need to go back and report it to the consortium directors. I can't decide on it on my own."

    "There are only two days for you to reply." Dudian was too lazy as he looked at Nicholas: "Send the mister off." 

    "Yes master." Nicholas's attitude was respectful and his face was calm. But in his heart he was very shocked. Green consortium, Krylov consortium and the others which controlled the entire commercial district and mainstream economy of the outer wall were begging Dudian. These were the well-known super giant and anyone who could pull a hair from their legs would get endless joy. Now all of them were very humble as they talked with Dudian. Even a fool could see the influence and worth of Dudian. 

    "Mister." Nicholas turned towards the representative as there was a regret in his heart. Nicholas understood that he have made a big mistake by trying to be clever with Dudian. If he had earned Dudian's trust then he would be a prominent character in the future too. 

    The representative shook his head, sighed in regret and turned away. 

    Dudian ordered Nicholas to get the carriage prepared after this person left. He was going to go to the Temple to receive his own senior architect medal and while at it he was planning to get some of the necessary materials. 

    ...

    ...

    Conference hall. Scott consortium.

    More than a dozen figures were sitting on both sides of the table. The chief was an old man who was dressed in black costumes with golden embriodery. The unique man was Chai Rostov. He was a restrained old man with majestic temperament and was the head of Rostov family. The Rostov family was the largest shareholder of Scott consortium and had an influence in voting of decisions. 

    "Are you sure?" Chai stared at Rosie. 

    "I have repeatedly confirmed the price with him." Rosie continued: "He even said that this price he gave to us was because of the friendship between us. Moreover he wasn't planning to give this opportunity once again."

    "He is crazy!" A middle-aged man's face was red in anger: "A price of superior grade five star item? Friendship? It's craziness!"

    "Too much exaggeration." Another old man sighed and shook his head. 

    An elegant lady next to the old man said: "If I'm not mistaken then his age is only sixteen years old. I really admire him as he was able to continuously produce three outstanding product. But he bears such an honor at such a small age. His foster parents are still living the residential area. It's a pity that no one has taught him manners. I hope he won't be depressed the time when he suffers a blow... "

    "All kinds of geniuses will have their downfall." Another middle-aged man slowly spoke up. 

    Chai listened to everyones opinion and slowly said: "Go and tell him that we will offer normal price for five star item. Superior grade is impossible. It is the only opportunity that I'll give to him." 

    Rosie wryly smiled: "He will not agree, I understand him well. Moreover I have tried but his attitude was absolute. I don't think he is deliberately playing a price game. "

    Chai's mouth twitched: "It's alright then. You contact the people and get information about Mellon consortium's plan regarding Mr Dean. The next invention will wait them. I assume he will give the same price to other consortia so no one will agree. Unless there is some crazy fellow out there."

    "Alright, I'll work on it."

    The others looked at each other but didn't continue to voice out their opinions. Although they have heard about Dudian's attitude from Rosie but the latter was a senior architect of the Temple of elements. Moreover his potential was extremely high. No one dared to talk too much. After all although all of them were part of the consortium but they belonged to different families. 

    ...

    ...

    Temple of Elements.

    Dudian ordered the coachman directly drive the carriage to the Temple of Elements. The driver had plugged the banner of the Temple which made them access vast majority of the Temple with ease. 

   They were unimpeded along the way as they weren't recognized. The moment they reached the hall Dudian took a mask and covered his face. He went into the Temple Hall and found an exchange point. After seven or eight minutes of selection he found three things that he needed. Although the quality and effect was not up to his standard but he was going to cover it with weight. 

   Nowadays there were countless people checking him and there was a possibility that other consortia would send people to lurk around and investigate his movement. So he didn't want to go to dark church to buy these things. Although the quality of materials would be much better in Dark Church in comparison to the Temple but his identity would be easily exposed. Moreover he wouldn't be able to buy so much in quantity in dark church however with his identity as a senior architect and 'epoch' medal winner many doors were open to him. 

    "One hundred pounds for all three." Dudian told the youth standing behind the counter his order. 

    The young man who heard the items that Dudian wanted to buy was stunned. He asked to confirm: "One hundred pounds?" 

    Dudian nodded: "I'll need them by tomorrow. "

    The youth was silent. Normally people bought these things in 'grams' and the masked architect wanted in 'pounds.' 

    "Sorry sire but these things are limited in inventory. If you want to buy a hundred pounds of each then you have to ask for your master to help. If you are buying for your teacher then please show the teacher's medal." The youth talked in a polite and tactful manner. 

    Dudian took out his own 'epoch' medal: "Is this counted?"

    The youth was startled. His eyes shrank as he was shocked: "The 'epoch' medal...this...this..." He loudly said in shock: "Are you Mr Dean?" 

    Dudian was stunned because of his loud tone. He whispered: "Not so loud." 

    The youth recovered and understood why Dudian was wearing a mask to cover his face. He laughed as his face reddened in embarrassment: "Sorry, sorry...I-I couldn't control...Don't mind me...I didn't recognized you... I am sorry..."

    "It's allright. I am in a hurry so can you solve out the documents." Dudian said.

    Youth reacted and delivered the papers for the orders. 

    After a short while everything was finished. 

    The youth put away the invoive which had 'Dean' inscribed on it. He knew that he wasn't wrong about Dudian's identity. There was only one person with 'epoch' medal who was so young. 

    He carefully received the order of the goods: "Mr Dean its settled now."

    Dudian nodded: "I'll trouble you then. I have other things to do so goodbye." He bid farewell, turned and left. 

   After leaving the hall Dudian returned to his own research room in the castle. He looked at the mailbox which had tons of letters: "Is there a letter for Dean?" 

    The Temple's staff was surprised to see him: "Are you Mr Dean? There are so many letters that they don't fit into the mailbox. I've taken out and put them into another box for you." 

    Dudian was startled. It seems that there were also other people who wrote letters to him. After all he was now a celebtrity. He said: "Is there an official letter form the Temple?" 

    "The Temple?" The staff member scratched his head: "I do not know."

    Dudian thought for a moment: "Give me the letters from this morning."

    "The ones from this morning up to present are still in the mailbox. I didn't have enough time to clean up." The staff member took out a key and opened the mailbox. There were lots of envelopes. He swept through at least hundreds of letter and bent over to check them one by one. He picked out two envelops from inside and gave the rest to Dudian: "This is all yours."

    Dudian nodded as he picked up the stack of envelopes. He was about to turn away when he thought of something. He took out a golden paper from his pocket and handed to the staff member: "I'll be troubling you. Please send the letters belonging to me to my research room." 

    "Thank you, you are way too polite." The staff member was surprised as he thanked Dudian again and again. 

    Dudian met some architects as he went into the castle. These people were astonished to see Dudian holding onto thick stack of letters. One of them asked: "Are you Mr Dean?" 

    Dudian felt that he was urgently in need of an assistant who could improve his work efficiency a lot. But it was hard to find such a candidate because of trust problem. Barton and the other two were infected way too seriously by the radiation and weren't meant to be part of the Temple in his plans. 

    "It's me, I'm in a hurry so let's talk the next time" Dudian kindly said.

    The architects gave up on idea of catching up to Dudian. 

   Dudian was about to open the door to his research room when Haisong went out from another room. The latter saw Dudian and was startled for a moment. There was a bit of embarrassment on his face. He came over and smiled: "Congratulations! I didn't expect that you will be promoted to senior architect so soon. Congrats. Congrats." 

    Dudian smiled: "I believe you will have a breakthrough soon too. I'll be waiting for the day you will become a senior architect." Haisong had tried to beat Dudian's spirit on his first day in here but now they were on totally two different levels. 

    A trace of hope flashed through Haisong's eyes as he heard Dudian's 'encouragment' : "I will." 

    Dudian nodded slightly and pushed the door. He put the letters on to the ground. 

   Haisong paid attention to the stack of letters in Dudian's hands. His mouth twitch as he said: "again." 

    Dudian went through the letter to find the envelope send by the Temple. Although it was published in the newspaper that he was promoted to a senior architect but Temple should have sent an official envelope. He found the envelope which had golden cover. There was a logo of Silva covered by nine stars. IT was the official logo of the Temple. If other people were found copying this logo then the punishment would be very big. 

    The staff member brought large box of letters which seemed to be sent by ordinary civilians. 

    Dudian was stunned as he saw the big box. There were at least thousands of letters inside. 

   He wryly smiled as he asked the staff member to put down the box. Dudian opened the envelope sent by the Temple. He skimmed through the content. It was written that he was promoted to a senior architect. 

    Dudian closed the envelope but didn't put it on ground. He went to the castle where he was going to replace his own medal. 

    As Dudian went to change his new medal and urgent message was passed to Holy Church and the top level directors of the other consortia. 

    "What!"

    "Fell?!"

    Mount Er. Burong Family. Rudolph was shocked as the butler stood in front of him: "How could that be? It has many years but barbarians were never able to capture a fortress! How did they do it?" 

    "Yes, master." The butler bowed: "Today is the prayer day. It seems the barbarians were aware of the occurrence and took advantage of the opportunity to attack the fort. Now there is an emergency in the frontline. The military is sending large number of soldiers to block the gap. The situation seems very dangerous. "


Catastrophe erupted, it was the end of the world.
Survivors were surrounded by the impregnable wall, a new order was established...
The desire for power, faith, and darkness pervaded each other, layer upon layer of brands imprinted in every corner of the heart.
The virus wreaked havoc, were these humans' true colors?
"I unexpectedly survive, I want to live." –Du Dian

Margrave Eliot and other noble guests were discussing with each other for some time. As many voices blended, nothing came clear in Abium's ear.
After a lengthy discussion, Baron Tibbiott got tired of their conversation and yelled at them.
"What are all of you talking head to head? It's already 3 in the morning. The morning star already started to visible up in the sky. Now, Is there anyone who still has any doubts or questions about Lord Eliot's decision?"
"I have a doubt. Others may also have the same doubt in their minds like mine. If Lord Margrave promise that he would not become angry after I ask that question, I would love to talk about it!" Commented Baron Warnier as he peeked at Eliot with some nervousness.
"It is my custom to show all my anger only on the battlefield; I won't show it to my allies. You can feel free to ask for anything." Eliot let out a chuckle and replied while noticing Baron's nervousness.
"Great, when Lord is continuously accusing King and the royal family regarding their decision on choosing crown prince, some criticism also imposed on you, my Lord."
"Hmm? What is that? How? Explain to me in detail?" Margrave Eliot's eyes squinted sharper.
"All of us know that my Lord had married a girl two years ago ..."
Before Warnier could finish his speech, Baron Tibbott's voice echoed in anger, "Warnier! I object you on presenting that matter here. It is not a matter you can absurdly ask our great leader, our guest, here in this situation."
As Tibbott started scolding Warnier, Eliot suddenly raised his right hand to stop both of them and began to speak. "I advise you to be patient, Lord Tibbott. Let us hear what Warnier wants to say to everyone. It is better to listen to his doubts than to keep one in mind. I indeed married a woman after I crossed seventy years. But is there anything wrong with that?"
"No." Instantly, several others responded in agreement.
"I am not saying that marring that girl is wrong. But. but..." Baron Warnier stuttered.
"But what! Open your mind and ask!" Eliot started back at Baron Warnier and said.
"Some states that Lord only listens to that girl's judgment in every matter. Even in diplomatic affairs, people are speaking that my Lord accepts only the opinion of the young Lady. Also, they are talking that you're bringing the young Lady wherever you go."
"Hahahaha!"
Now, a burst of laughter exploded within the crowd.
Tibbott jumped up and glared at everyone and asked, "Who's laughing? Let's come up here describe the reason for that laughter right away!"
"I only laughed, Tibbott. Don't worry!" Replied Eliot and proceeded his speech.
"Warnier! Is it illegal for me to take my married wife everywhere? I have indeed brought her to many places. But to state that I hear the opinions of her in Royal affairs is just bizarre. I don't do that." Eliot firmly shook his head.
"If so, I implore you to try to solve only one more doubt, My Lord. Why has that red carriage appeared here to this secret meeting? Is there anyone inside the carriage? If not? From where are the loud noise and the giggling sound is coming?"
Silence!
A strange quietness appeared in the crowd when they heard this from Baron's mouth. Because the same thoughts and questions arose in the minds of many, but, no one dared to ask out loud towards Margrave.
Slowly, Margrave turned his expression grave and said in a firm tone, "That is the right question; I'm obliged to comment. I will resolve your doubts before this meeting dissolves. Maybe after half an hour? Don't you have that much trust in me?"
"There is, we have faith in you, Lord!" Many voices nervously responded to his question.
After that, many discussed their idea about the next King. Some said Duke Louvel would be suitable to become the future King while others said Duke Adhemar would be good. Both were leaders of major factions and had Royal blood flow through their bodies. After everyone discussed with each other, Margrave Eliot finally cleared his throat and started to speak.
"I think it's time for me to tell you the truth." His booming voice attracted everyone's attention, and slowly, everyone became silent. Without minding their puzzled gazes, Eliot continued.
"I thought if we were to oppose the royal family, then we will have to face retaliation from mages. Mages will always support the royal family, and if they know about our plan, they will kill us in less than a few minutes. Lord Duke Louvel and I discussed this, and he informed me that both Lord Louvel and Lord Adhemar formed an agreement. It's an agreement with the southern Holy See of light God to help us against mages if there is a fight."
This time there was an abrupt dead silence, and quickly followed by many nobles rose to argue with one another. Abium also gawked at them with wide eyes because he never heard of Margrave Eliot decided to betray the royal family in the past.
He didn't understand many of their words due to that ruckus, but after a few moments, everyone calms down and waits for Eliot's speech.
"You must remember that we are revolting against the current administration, and once we put our project to continue, then the royal family will ultimately know we betrayed them. And, if the coronary ceremony ended successfully, then we will be the primary suspects to be executed along with most of our family members for treason. That princess Ankerita and duchess Margery won't allow us to live in this kingdom."
Everyone nodded their heads and wordlessly waited for Margrave Eliot to proceed.
"So, Duke formed an agreement with the southern Holy See. They extended an offer, which is to provide them with one of the secrets of the kingdom. They stated if we provide them the blueprint of that magic tower which crown prince is building, then Holy See will assist us to detain those two royal princes. They will also aid us from mages."
"But what is their main purpose? I don't think that the Holy See will involve in our kingdom's internal affairs merely for that magic tower blueprint." Stated a guy from the crowd, and many of them admitted along with him.
"Yes. There is one additional condition. It is to build an Archidiocese near the Capital and establish the church in this every town. Then Royal capital will become the main branch for the whole southern areas."
All of them began to consider for a while gradually started to nod their heads at those conditions. Abium understood their plan very clearly because every God needs countless followers to gather their faith power or divine power. So it's not strange to say the Holy See was after people's belief. The number of believers a God owns from his divine realms and the maternal plane indicate his strength.
Abium also heard something about law domain power in the past, but he understood nothing about that. While he was thinking about those kinds of stuff, a sentence came out from Margrave Eliot's mouth that made every cell in his body went numb.
"So, Holy maiden is here to complete the mission and help us during critical situations."
Eliot said with a sly smile on his face and walked towards that red-curtained carriage.
'Sh*t!'
Abium was deeply startled inside. He didn't want to stay any longer at that spot and backed farther away from the place where he stood before. Abium might be able to fool these old fogies' senses, but against a Holy maiden's perception, he wouldn't be able to hide.
Everyone on the scene also began to guess who was inside that red carriage. Eliot slowly uncovered that curtain, and a beautiful figure emerged from the inside. A Lady with scarlet hair and wore the simple white dress which has a Light church logo on it. Her charm attracted everybody, even including Abium.
"'cough' I will introduce her Excellency Jeanette to all of you," Eliot said as he bowed towards her, accompanied by other nobles stood up from their chair and bowed towards her unconsciously. Meanwhile, Abium dumbly stared at her with wide-opened eyes.
Abium heard about them in the past but never met anyone of them. Holy maidens were chosen ones of God. Their strength might even rival against bishops and also equally respected as bishops all over the continent. Abium nearly shouted out loud in shock when he saw that Lady on that red carriage was the Holy maiden of the Light Church! He didn't even think Holy Maiden would be disguised as a wife of Margrave and hid inside the kingdom for two years!
Abium finally understood why no one knew nothing about her whereabouts except Margrave. Immediately, he looked at the person who thought him to be a best friend in the past and sighed. Abium had never thought Nicolaus to be working with Holy See and plotting against the kingdom.
"Your Excellency!" Meanwhile, everyone bowed towards her, and then an intense light elemental fluctuation appeared around that Lady, and a wave spread in all directions.
Buzz!
Without any hesitation, Abium quickly sneaked behind some pillar and dodged that light wave. Meanwhile, that Lady turned her sights and looked upward towards the place where Hemarc was hiding in the darkness.
"Sanctus ray!"
A ray of holy light pierced towards upwards at an unimaginable speed. It was a light magic spell!
Bang!
It directly penetrated that wall and blasted that area where Hemarc was hanging!
But before that ray could reach the wall, Hemarc's figure leaped from there and slowly descended a few meters apart from the crowd with a smile on his face.
"Whoa! To meet a holy maiden of the Light church in a remote kingdom, I think Mother really blessed me. Little one."
"Who are you?" Jeanette asked Hemarc in a threatening tone, and instantly, two dazzling holy wings appeared behind her body. It radiated with white light and removed the darkness in the courtyard. Now, Jeanette's appearance looked more like an Angel from the legends!
"Who knows? I was just passing by and overheard some talks. So I thought of taking a look at what is happening. But, I must say for the Holy maiden to serve as a wife for almost two years, it's hard for you. Little one!"
"Stop with your playing and reveal your disguise! You may fool these peoples, but you can't deceive me from my holy eyes." Jeanette said with an annoying tone as she unsheathed her sword.
The whole crowd went silent, and nobody moved an inch. Abium's face began to twitch when he heard this. Abium speculated earlier and thought something was off about him, and now it confirmed his suspicion.
'But who is he really?' His eyes stared curiously at Hemarc.
On the other side, everyone became wary of the surroundings because a person overheard their whole conversation without even knowing them; there were a few drops cold sweats appeared on their brows. Immediately, Margrave Eliot ordered with a rage.
"Guards! Guards! Lock this entire fortress! Quickly kill anyone who tries to oppose the order even it's one of your siblings. No one enters or leaves the fort until I say so."
Bang! Creak!
Within a few moments, every fort gate was locked down, and multiple warriors encircled every side, leaving no place for Hemarc to escape. Abium stared at the unexpected turn of events and moved further away.
"Well, I didn't expect my dispel vision artifact would be ineffective against Light magic. I understand you want to kill me immediately, but I can assure you it will not be that simple." Hemarc said coolly, and a short sword appeared within his hand out of nowhere.
"We will see about that! Kill him!" Margrave's angry roar echoed as he pulled his weapon to confront him, but Holy maiden obstructed him from charging, then replied in a grim tone.
"You're no match for him, Lord Margrave. He may be just a third-tier warrior, but I can feel some legendary spirit guarding him."
While talking, the Holy maiden leaped towards Hemarc at a fast speed utilizing her two holy wings. Within a blink of an eye, her figure appeared above him with a sword clutched tightly in her right hand.
Clang!
Instantly clanging sound resonated in the yard, and Abium saw both of their swords collided against each other. A fire sparks appeared whenever their sword clashed at each other and gave off a glow like stars. Hemarc parried against the Holy maiden's attack and suddenly shouted.
"Plant clones."
Suddenly, a few plants sprout from the spot where he stood and slowly took the identical shape as him.
Crack!
Hemarc also took out a tiny crystal ball from his spatial ring and smashed it without wasting any time. Nothing followed after that, but Abium thought it might some backup signal.
Soon, everyone noticed a total of ten Hemarc appeared in the courtyard. Each one of them fled in separate directions, and the real Hemarc also went blended with themselves. When Holy maiden noticed his plan, she quickly started to chant in an unusual weird language. This time Abium saw some strange energy gathered around that holy maiden instead of light elements. Then, after a few moments, she finally ended her chant.
"Divine barrier."
Now everyone observed some barrier appeared around the fortress and isolated the whole fort from the outside world.
"Give up your futile attempt! I placed this barrier using the divine power of our beloved God! If you changed your faith and approved a contract, I may spare your pitiful life." A mocking sound came out from the holy maiden's mouth, but Hemarc never showed any anger; instead, he tried to escape.
Soon, Margrave and other warriors butchered Hemarc's clones one by one. At the same time, Holy maiden charged towards him and instantly blasted him away.
Bang!
Because of that sudden attack, Hemarc was blown away and collided onto the fort wall. But this time, a change appeared on Hemarc's face that caused everyone's mind to go crazy.
The appearance and figure of Hemarc transformed into a 12-year child's appearance. Everyone even including Abium, nobles, and holy maiden frozen for a second and without moving an inch. Margrave and some others shouted in a panic-stricken tone.
"Y-Your H-Highness!"
When Abium saw that boy with blonde hair with a scar near his left brow, he knew the identity of the boy immediately because he was the same person who gave him the Royal sword technique, prince Raollet!

The boy named Abium lived as a servant in the Lawbarth noble house until 16. One day on an escort, he and other servants were left behind as scapegoats, and by some luck, he survived.
But chaos arrived in the whole Easica continent.
Demons and Devils appeared from Abyss and Hell.
Evil gods cult members slaughter everywhere.
He survived till 40 years and died in the hand of Greater Demon Kolgath
When he wakes up, he found himself traveled back in time. What choice would he make to change his future?

"...Zed rescued the princess from the evil sect before he devoured her chastity and moved onto his next adventure..." Sol sighed as he finished writing the summary for the next arc in his webnovel. 

He had written and read the same thing so many times, making a business out of cliché and tropes that he had grown tired of it. Watching the arguments of the so-called men of culture in his comment section was the only joy he had anymore. 

Sol started reading webnovels and fanfictions during his college days, and instead of going to work for some game company that would work him to death, he decided to become an author, much to his family's chagrin. 

No, it wasn't his wife and children. He didn't have those. Instead, it was his mother and father who were quite disappointed in him after spending several years getting his degree in game design.

Sol had gotten a job straight out of college working on a VR-MMORPG, but he was ultimately let go after continuously suggesting genre-breaking ideas that were out of the executive's comfort zones. He just wanted to create something new and less cliché, but all the producers heard was niche, reduced profit, and increased risk. 

After being unceremoniously terminated, Sol fell into a slump. Furthermore, this all happened right before a major pandemic decided to drop in to visit his area for a while. Like any reasonable fellow, he settled in waiting for things to return to normal while he sent out resumes and got caught up on his favorite stories, manga, and anime. 

At first, things weren't too bad, but after the third month of binging, Sol had the eyes of a dead fish. He had grown tired of unresponsive authors, poor English translations, and MCs that were either complete betas or psychotic rapists. Suffice to say he frequently had to bleach his eyes and considered following his nonsense President's suggestion of injecting Clorox...

'Sigh, hopefully, the quarantine ends soon so that I can find a new addiction to replace my reading one...' he thought as he swatted away the suicidal thoughts about Truck-kun and Clorox-tan. 

*Ding dong* 

The doorbell easily distracted Sol as he hoped that this was his Grubhub order instead of another dumb evangelist going on about his unholy habits. His neighbors had determined the best way to keep the preachy devils away was to tell them about my unholy anime and hentai viewing activities. Some of them were scared away, but most of the little bastards decided they needed to preach even harder. 

Did I mention that they were little bastards instead of old fogeys? Sol forgot to check the schools located around him when he moved here, and it turns out this house he was renting was situated around the corner from one of the largest religious schools in the state. The school loved to send their students out to share what they learned despite the inherent dangers of a pandemic and creepy old men. The latter may be negated by the number of creepy old men in the school, though...

Sol sighed as he got up to check who'd rung the doorbell. He looked out, but there was nothing in sight: no food, no people, only the dull gray skies and some ominous lightning. 

He was about to close his door when he shockingly heard someone clearing their throat from beneath down below. "Cough, cough! Excuse me, are you Sol Hunter, tenant of this place?" a small voice asked somewhat irritably. 

"Hmm?" Sol looked down and saw a petite young woman in a black, Gothic-lolita dress. She had blue eyes with a stern expression that didn't match her adorable figure. "Hey, did you get lost, little girl? Did someone ask for me to bring you back to the school?" Sol asked with a smile. 

He was about to pat the girl's head when she frowned and smacked my hand away. "Do you usually go around touching young girls without their consent?" the young girl scolded him. "I'm Natsuki Minamiya, a teacher at Saikai Academy. Can you tell me if your name is Sol Hunter, please?" she asked with a slightly hostile tone. 

Sol frowned slightly as he examined her a bit more closely. There wasn't any lecherous intent behind my gaze but rather a truly curious appraisal. Noticing that she seemed to be becoming more hostile, Sol chose to get down to business and figure out what she wants. If the neighborhood school is the largest religious institute in the state, then Saikai Academy would be the polar opposite. It was the largest supernatural-human cohabitation project in the world. 

He looked around carefully to make sure there were no crucifixes nearby then spoke politely to the petite woman. "My name is Sol Hunter. Why don't you come inside so that we can speak in a more suitable location, Mrs. Minamiya." 

That's right, Mrs. Minamiya. While reexamining her figure before, Sol noticed the distinct band on her finger that felt quite extraordinary given that magic pressure emanated by it. 

Mrs. Minamiya nodded, seemingly understanding the difficulties of discussing things related to the academy in an area controlled by the church. Sol stepped aside and allowed her entrance before closing the door and leading her to the living room. 

"Would you like some coffee, Mrs. Minamiya?" Sol asked. She shook her head and seemed to wish to go straight to discussions. So he nodded and sat down on the couch across from her. 

"Mr. Sol, I'm here on behalf of Saikai Academy to present you with an opportunity of a lifetime. It would involve relocation, but it would allow you to fulfill particular aspirations of yours while helping out the academy a great deal." Despite her solemn countenance, it was hard to take her seriously as she spoke. Not because of her adorable and completely legal figure, but because she seemed to sincerely believe that Sol could somehow aide her school. It was more likely for him to destroy an entire planet than be able to help out a school filled with supernatural beings. 

It was a terrible joke, and her twitching brow made it even more difficult for Sol to believe. He sighed and looked her in the eyes, "Look, Natsuki, can I call you that for brevity? It is okay for you just to call me Sol too. You seem like a nice young woman, so you shouldn't go around and teasing people like this. Especially when you can't even keep a straight face while doing so, all the more considering the pandemic." he said, trying to sound lying a reasonable adult. 

Natsuki sighed and tried to relax as she took a deep breath and tried to recompose herself. "I apologize if there was a misunderstanding between us, but Saikai Academy is genuinely reaching out to you with a once in a lifetime opportunity. While I don't understand why you were chosen, I can guarantee this is a legitimate offer. Just take a look at these documents, and you should understand."

As she said this, a large, sealed envelope appeared out of nowhere and landed in her hand before she handed it to Sol. He felt skeptical, but considering everything else he had been reading, one more absurd thing wouldn't be too bad. 

Sol carefully opened examined the magically sealed envelope with Saikai Academy's logo on it. The magical seal on it made Sol consider that this might actually be legitimate documents from the school, but he still couldn't understand what they could want from him. 

Sol pressed his thumb to the magic seal and felt a small prick to his thumb. The seal glowed for a moment as it absorbed his blood and then burst it sparks as the envelope was unsealed. Inside, Sol found a hand-penned letter. 

[ Dear Mr. Hunter,

Everything you are about to read is highly confidential. Before continuing reading, you must swear an oath of silence.]

Sol looked at the young woman across from him with a skeptical expression. "I need to make an oath of silence to read about this opportunity?" he couldn't help but ask. 

For her part, Natsuki seemed equally confused and merely shrugged her petite little shoulders. "I only have a vague idea about what this opportunity is, but I have no idea what's written in the letter. All I can tell you is that if its what I think it is, you'll want to read it."

Sol sighed then placed one hand over his heart before speaking the standard oath of secrecy. "I, Sol Hunter, do swear to uphold the confidentiality of the contents within this letter. I shall never directly or indirectly do anything against the fidelity of these secrets without the permission of the writer of this letter." After speaking the standard oath, a magical circle appeared on the back of the hand placed on his chest and then sunk through it and settled over his heart. Although the oath of secrecy was fairly common with the advent of the supernatural joining the open world, that didn't diminish the lethality of the pledge and the curse of suffering it inflicts on those who try to break it. 

After finishing the oath, the writing on the letter dissolved as new words quickly took their place. 

[Excellent! I'm glad you've decided to think about this opportunity. I'm sure you're curious about what we're offering you, but first, let me introduce myself. 

My name is Allen Walker, fiancée of the adorable Natsuki-chan sitting across from you, so you better be a courteous gentleman, understand? Good! More importantly to you, I am also the new 4th Progenitor. 

I am a bit different from the others in that I am not native to this world. I was sent to this world to fix issues with the multi-verse due to my inherent fascination with the stories about this world. Now, I am offering you this same opportunity for another world—a fantasy world with various races, powers, and dungeons.  

There's only one catch. You're being sent there to fix various issues, and therefore you will receive something of a system that will guide you to solving various situations. At the same time, you're given quite a bit of free reign when it comes to how and when you complete your quests. 

Other than that, you're free to do as you wish. You could become a demon king, a god, or even a harem protagonist. I myself suggest the latter on a personal note. Just look at how cute and adorable Natsuki-chan is (don't look too much, she's mine), and then imagine having several women like that.

Anyways, there's one more caveat. While you can chose whether to reincarnate there with or without your memories, any memories related to that world's people will be removed due to issues of free-will and such. You will be able to recall significant events so that you can plan accordingly if you would like, though. Else, you can experience everything for the first time.

If all this sounds good to you, then sign on the line at the bottom of the letter, and Natsuki-chan will immediately begin the reincarnation process. Otherwise, think about it for a few days and then sign if you agree, or burn the message if you don't. I can have an agent reincarnate you anytime, so no need to feel rushed. 

PS. Natsuki-chan already knows quite a bit, so feel free to ask her any questions. I permit you to discuss this letter with her.

Looking forward to you positive response, 

Allen Walker]

Sol Hunter was invited to achieve his dreams of Isekai without having to rely on unreliable means such as Truck-kun, Plane-chan, or Mil-tan (the latter is highly un-recommended). The only catch? Sol has to fix the issues in his new world due to the havoc caused from crossover fanfictions. In this world, there are events and protagonists from tensei shitara slime datta ken, Re:Monster, Danmachi and various other similar fantasy stories. This is just a fun story about some less popular series that I as the author enjoyed and I hope you enjoy it too.

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