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Ben, from a prestigious family located in England, met his end poisoned by the Messinas family yet encountered fortune on his deathbed.

"System Initiation Conditions Met..."

"Initiating..."

"Welcome Host,
To Godly..."

This novel has been ceased: the route this novel was following was not really a good idea in the first place...

World is cruel and lacks meaning

Raised as a poor orphan at the imperial outskirts, Evan never had to choose what he was going to do.

Incorporated in the cadet corps at the young age of ten. Enrolled into academy after reaching age of fifteen. Killed first barbarian before crossing the mark of eighteen years spend on the face of the earth.

As his achievements pile up and friends he made starts to vanish from the relentless slashes of barbarian axes, he grow an intention to retire.

Together with remaining two friends, he finally leave the hellish battleground to finally cash out the service they had given to Emperor to create their own home!

This time the scene depicted was the girl and dead dog, but different to before, they were both surrounded by rats. The rats feasted upon the flesh of the dead dog and nibbled away at the girl's legs.
Perhaps she had felt the pain when she was bitten, her eyelids trembled slightly. She weakly opened her eyes and discovered the rats who'd greedily bitten onto her legs. Startled, she used what little strength she had, she kicked them off her legs and swatted away the ones that feasted on the dead dog's body.
When she looked at the dead dog's open wounds, it triggered her survival instincts and overwrote the companionship she'd built up with the pitiful half eaten dog that only just recently met his demise. Like she'd just seen moments before, she learned by example and imitated the same actions the rats had taken. She bit into the dead dog the best she could then ripped and tore at its flesh. Her mental faculties had long been overridden by her hunger and she was unable to differentiate between food and her recently deceased companion at this time.
She chewed what she could and swallowed what she couldn't. She nearly choked a few times, but she drank the dogs blood as a means to force it all down and stay hydrated.
I couldn't help but wonder who this poor child was and what kind of events had transpired to push her into such a precarious state. I thought deeply over it, but in the end, I still didn't remember anything before I entered this never ending darkness.
Once the child ate her full, she fell onto her back and remained there motionless. When she came to her senses she sobbed and weeped to herself when she realized what she'd just done. The only thing audible in the mansion were her cries of despair and self hatred. The scene continued for some time until she fell sick from the uncooked raw dog meat she'd eaten. She inevitably passed out from the pain caused by indigestion.
Similar to before, the bubble popped when the girl lost consciousness.
The next bubble showed the girl when she woke up again. Again, rats bit at her and ate away at the remains of the dead dog. She repeated the process again, but this time the blood had all dried up and spilled everywhere. She choked on a piece of the dog meat and passed out again. When she fell to the ground the shock from the fall dislodged the piece of dog meat stuck in her throat, but she still passed out due to the impact to her head.
Pop.
The next bubble showed when the girl regained consciousness for the third time. The rats were back, but this time, all that remained were bits and pieces of the dead dog's bones. There was no longer anything for the girl to eat. She was now left starved, in a severely weakened state, and clearly fatally ill.
Instinctively to survive, the girl grabbed onto one of the rats that daringly nibbled away at her leg. The rat had certainly long noticed she'd regained consciousness, yet it still greedily devoured her flesh despite the rat's better judgement on previous occasions. It likely believed the girl was incapable of any form of retaliation by this point and it naively thought of her as a free meal.
Unfortunately, against this pitiful rat's expectations, the little girl savagely smashed it's head against the ground after she grabbed it. The rat's skull was instantly crushed under the force of the collision and it immediately died with one last anguished squeak. His fellow rats fled in all directions, terrified of the little girl who'd been pushed into a corner. Left with no other choice, the child, barbarically ripped into the rat's flesh and tore a chunk of meat off and swallowed. Like a savage beast she chugged the rat's blood directly from it's carcass and forced the rancid rat meat down her throat with the assistance of the blood.
Depicted in several subsequent bubbles were many recurrences of this brutally grotesque scene. The longer I watched as she suffered through the pain that came with such unsanitary meals, the more I realized how her body at some point had gradually changed and adapted to it. With how lifeless her eyes were, I couldn't understand what pushed her to struggle to survive in such precarious conditions.
After about a year of repeating the same pattern of eating and passing out, the little girl added another critter to her cuisine. Cockroaches and any other small insects that crawled about the mansion were by no means off limits to her. In fact, it seemed she preferred them over the tough rat meat.
It was truly miraculous how she'd somehow adapted to her environment the way she had. Eventually, the little girl ventured outside the mansion's grounds into the surrounding forest where she found a source of clean water. No more blood at long last after an entire year. She broke down into tears when she finally found that supply of clean water.
The water and electricity to the mansion had long been cut off at some point before I'd started my observation of the little girl. Her discovery eliminated the necessity for rat blood with her meals and she was finally able to clean herself up as well.
Any injuries her body sustained healed rapidly, much faster than normal humans after everything she'd been through. Her body's metabolism was far superior to your plain old average joe due to how often she'd been bitten and injured over the last year. I was truly flabbergasted by the incredible development of her immune system. How she'd survived all alone like this inside an abandoned mansion in the middle of nowhere left me awestruck and astonished.
When she finally had time to catch her breath after she'd grown accustomed to her harsh daily lifestyle she started reading through the countless books littered about the rooms of the mansion in her spare time. It was truly fortunate she knew how to read and she learned all sorts of different things by browsing through the various books available to her.
There were many nights where she suffered through the freezing cold, completely isolated from the outside world; but thanks to the knowledge she acquired in the books she read, she finally learned different methods to start a fire using the materials inside the mansion and forest. She read through many different survival books and cookbooks in her free time; a result of those efforts was she'd learned how to prepare all sorts of different dishes for herself to enjoy.
When her life grew more stable, to the point where survival wasn't the only thought on her mind, I found her on several occasions blankly sitting by a window inside the mansion looking up into the night sky for hours on end all alone by herself. Her eyes which had regained some semblance of life often drowned in sorrow whenever she thought back to her past.
She often called out and pleaded for her mother, father and big sister to return. While on other occasions, she curled herself up into a ball and held her head with her hands while she repeatedly muttered to herself how everything was her fault. She was to blame. She killed them all. Over and over again. Day after day, night after night. When she wasn't trying to survive, she was constantly haunted by her memories. Sometimes, she prostrated herself in front of three graves. She smashed her head against the ground while she weeped and shed countless tears; simultaneously, she apologized and begged them to come back.
She'd gained too much leeway and she now suffered through an endless spiral of guilt, self hatred and resentment.
The process continued on and on, countless times and I realized her mental state that had slightly recovered became gradually more twisted and warped, until it eventually drove her to the brink of insanity.

Transported to another world, our hero must thwart the evil demon lord where levels rule all-

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This isn’t some damn generic isekai!

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I know, I get it, the masses demand le isekai, but we can’t sell out.

Look man, just put isekai in the title and see if it makes a difference. Just call it a social experiment or some BS.

This was a summary of my life consultation with the god/devil-like voice in my head trying to tempt and make me fall to the dark side.

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Angor inspected the other parts of the illusion.
It seemed Freud maintained strict self-discipline even after his body was killed. The illusionary room was kept in good order. The only thing different was that Freud had carried a pile of books to his bed.
Angor checked the books as this might tell him about Freud's personal tastes.
He was rather surprised to notice that none of the books were from this world. Freud's "to-read list" only contained books Angor copied from his hologram tablet. 
Adventure of a Swordswoman, a story about a transsexual guy in a foreign world; Sins of Lilies, the daily mishaps between two homoerotic sisters who served the same God; Beast's Mask, the tale of a monster who thrived and dominated the world…
These were mostly non-productive fictions used for idling away one's time.
When traveling on The Redbud, Angor read some of them out of boredom and found nothing apart from dull stories and unrealistic inspirations. However, he would admit that they were perfect for someone who had too much time to kill.
These books were nothing special. Even the wizarding world had similar novels. Angor left them here just to fill up empty space so that Freud's room didn't look too poorly-furnished.
But it turned out that Freud preferred cheap novels to the other wizardry-related magazines that Angor prepared.
Next, Angor noticed a desk on the other end of the room, which had a pile of papers on it.
"The Possibility For Further Enriching One's Soul", "Points Of Caution When Finding A Suitable Body For One's Soul", "Self-Discipline For Bisexual Entities (draft)", "Whisper Of Dreams", "Minor Notes Regarding The Dream Whelk", "Does Illusions Work Well With Dream Whelk?"…
These seemed to be Freud's research papers. Most of them were about knowledge of souls and dreams, which was expected since Freud was talented in dream-reading.
Freud was interested in soul-related development probably because he already made plans for his future path. However, Angor was wondering whether Freud's plan involved gender shift and lesbians since the man was reading books about these concepts.
What attracted Angor most was the subject "Does Illusions Work Well With Dream Whelk?" because he saw his own name on the paper.
[The illusion created by Mister Padt looked rather realistic, which seemed as potent as the dreams made possible by the Dream Whelk. If used together, they might do wonders I can't imagine.]
That was all there was on the paper, which was placed at the bottom of the pile.
Angor assumed that the bottom-most paper was the first subject Freud worked on, but what did it mean?
The "Dream Whelk" was undoubtedly in reference to the Mystery item called Whelk of the Dreaming Coast. 
My illusions look similar to dreams?
As Angor thought about his questions, Freud had put down his Chronicles Of Dragons and moved to the table Angor was checking.
"Um, Mister Padt?" Freud saw his research papers being moved by someone.
An intruder who discovered the illusion would attempt to destroy it first. Freud knew Angor was the only one who could check the illusion without doing so.
Angor quickly returned Freud's works to their right positions even though he did not need to feel embarrassed—everything in the illusion was made by him. He was free to look at Freud's papers at all times, and Freud knew it too. 
"I see you didn't stay idle in these months," Angor's voice was heard.
Freud looked at his "Does Illusions Work Well With Dream Whelk?" draft.
"I only made an outline for it. As for the major content… no, I haven't thought about how to start yet. I can certainly keep working, should I find a chance."
By "chance", he meant staying alive. He was indirectly reminding Angor to stick to their agreement.
"Of course you can, if you don't give up on yourself first."
Angor would like to ask Freud about that particular subject, but when he saw Freud carefully glancing at that paper, he realized that this man intentionally put his name on it and placed it there for him to see.
Angor didn't know whether his doubt was correct, but he still decided not to ask about it for now. 
"You have plans about how to proceed from now on, right? Since you look capable of it, you won't need my advice." Angor changed the subject. "The Soul Floret is getting weaker. I need to transfer you somewhere safer. I came today so that you can tell me what kind of place you prefer."
He kept his full attention on Freud and easily saw the man showing disappointment when he stopped asking about the research subject.
Heh. Guessed as much.
Angor wouldn't take Freud's "invitation" because he had so much work to do these days to mind anything else.
Besides, he did not fully trust Freud yet.
One of the reasons why he neglected Freud for several months was to tell Freud who was in charge. Deception and dirty tricks were not tolerated.
As long as Freud finished his end of the deal by presenting Whelk of the Dreaming Coast, Angor would obey their agreement willingly.
"Ask away. I'll do everything as long as your conditions are acceptable." Angor tried to sound as friendly as he could.
"I…" Freud looked hesitant. "Nothing in particular, really. Can you just move this illusion over? It's fine if you can't."
Those who wished to achieve great things on the path of wizardry had to know how to bear with loneliness. Freud was someone who was very likely to reach the wizard level should he enjoyed enough peace. But now, losing his body had greatly hindered his progression. Even if he could forcefully take someone's body now, he could not regain his original strength as the new body would not be a perfect vessel.
This was the same case for Greya, who also had to retrieve her true body in order to move on. Otherwise, it was near hopeless for someone to keep up in this world without a proper body.
But compared to Greya, who knew where her body was, Freud's old body was already killed, which left his soul isolated.
"Do you like these stories?" Angor chuckled. "I can get some more into the illusion if you need them."
"They help me forget about my burdens, Mister Padt. These books may be a little pointless to most people, but I believe certain wizards who always hide their true selves from people will love them, if you sell the books to them, that is."
"It makes sense. Should the time come, you certainly can try writing similar stories and publishing them. Of course, you'll have to earn your 'time' with honesty."
Without waiting for a response, Angor brought several more novels into the illusion and placed them on Freud's bed.
"These will help you pass time for a little longer while I work on your new house. Hope you don't have high expectations."
He retracted his spirit feelers and put the Soul Floret in his bracelet.
He could tell that Freud had something else to say, but he wasn't going to listen.
This "inspection" told him that Freud was setting up new objectives instead of giving up hope completely. While it was a good thing for someone to recover from decisive blows, Angor was feeling a little annoyed when Freud considered HIM a "factor" in the plan. 
Angor did not know what kind of role he would be playing, but he really hated it when someone decided to drag him into random business without asking for his opinion first, and he absolutely wasn't going to entertain Freud.
With the Soul Floret safe in his bracelet, he canceled the bigger illusion, which isolated the item from the Krakoks.
When the mist completely disappeared, Angor saw several Krakoks standing near their "skyscraper apartment", looking at him, while the one standing in front of the group was a gentle-looking woman—Papaya's grandmother.
The Krakoks looked hesitant about something. When Angor saw the family members of Lococo and Kudodo among them, he quickly realized what they wanted to do.
It was Papaya's grandmother who finally decided to speak up and ask for Papaya's situation.
When the other Krakoks saw Angor talking to Papaya's grandmother patiently, they also joined them so that they could learn about what happened to Lococo and Kudodo.
The entire Krakok tribe celebrated in happiness when they heard that three of their members were talented to learn wizardry.
While Angor watched the tiny figures dancing in joy, he suddenly had a question in his mind.
Papaya loved her grandmother and would always stick close to her. Now that Papaya was taken in by Madelyne as an apprentice, she was very likely to stay at Brute Cavern from now on. However, Angor was planning to return to the Old Earth this year and bring all the Krakoks with him. Should he leave Papaya's grandmother in Brute Cavern as well?


A young traveler who receives enlightenment from another civilization is on a mission to save his beloved mentor. In his journey to seek the ultimate truth, he travels extensively and along the way, he experiences some unpredictable encounters. Will he be able to save his mentor or will his path be derailed?

Romance is a very popular genre in Webnovels. The first thing that come to mind when we talk about romance are the CEO novels. Even though we don't want to admit it, they are the mainstream romance stories in the Webnovel website. 

So why do people love romance stories? I hope you find the answer while reading this chapter.

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FattyBai: No worries, was just a bit curious. It's always amazing seeing how the Romance genre basically dominates the site.

Parasection: and CEO stories.

FattyBai: So I was sort of curious what the demographics on the reader's sex were. But yeah, it's a fair assumption to say that the ladies rule the site, lol

WWFire: Readers gender stats r ambiguous, it is manipulatable after all.

FattyBai: Unless there's this hidden group of guys who have been starving for CEO romance novels (which would actually be funny).

Parasection: But the sacred texts.

WWFire: All I see are genderless alien. *derp emoticon*

reinesse ♥: kek.

FattyBai: How do we pull in the female readers in if we can't write a romance story? *cry emoticon*

Parasection: No choice but to write yaoi then.

WWFire: We who read these kind of fantasy novels don't live our lives correctly pal.

CailinMatthews: *ghost hug emoticon*

Parasection: Give in to the demons.

WWFire: That's why we escape reality sometimes. 

FattyBai: It's like being offered a big cake and unable to take a slice.

Zehell2218: I think male reader have their own chance and market.

FattyBai: For sure, but it'd be nice to tap into both sides.

Zehell2218: @FattyBai I think I'll make fantasy romance so I can attract both.

FattyBai: I mean, it's not a bad idea, but how do you split it up? 50% romance/50% dragon ball z?


Parasection: The fuq that sounds like an abomination.

FattyBai: It does.

Zehell2218: @FattyBai No it's 80% romance 20% action. *joy emoticon*

Noveljunky: Besides Romance, what else do females like to read?

Parasection: BL, yaoi, drama.

Zehell2218: Still BL is romance.

Anjeeriku: horror lol.

reinesse ♥: @Noveljunky xianxia I think.

Noveljunky: Mmm.

Zenith: Well, need too write romance...kek

Zehell2218: Do female reader like to read apocalypse novel? Quick question since I will make fantasy romance in apocalypse.

[A/N: Sis, did you forget that you're a girl too?]

Totally Not Nano: nah oof.

FattyBai: @Zehell2218 Aww, man. But then you have to develop characters and write meaningful dialogue.

Zenith: I am probably gonna f*ck up my time trying to make a romance story.

FattyBai: We like blowing stuff up and fighting baddies.

Zehell2218: cmon it will be comedy. *laugh emoticon*

Parasection: The best thing in a novel is character development humor and action romance can be on the side.

Anjeeriku: Romance can be a great sub genre.

Parasection: how does one even write romance? I don't know where to begin with that genre.

FattyBai: I'm a simple guy, I see plot and I drown it in martial arts and manly stuff. Of course, I don't know what feelings are. Can you eat them to increase your cultivation base? *think smart emoticon*

Parasection: I've never experienced romance so i'd fail the moment i'd attempt a story like that.

Zehell2218: Actually, I like to write fighting scene but without romance my reader will kill me. So...yeah I tag it as romance! *joy emoticon*

Parasection: Fight scenes are fun to write.

FattyBai: I'm trying to break through into the "Immortal lonely sperg" phase~

Zehell2218: Very sloooooowww romance.

Anjeeriku: Please no abusive ML @Zehell2218 They're disgusting. idk why women like to read them.

Zehell2218: @Anjeeriku I don't know if girls who read xianxia will read apocalypse novel too.

reinesse ♥: I wanna write a novel like it's not easy to be a man after traveling to the future.

Zehell2218: @Anjeeriku No I won't make abusive ML. @reinesse ♥ same *joy emoticon*

Totally Not Nano: @Anjeeriku *cough* TBWWM *cough*

reinesse ♥: And an actual xianxia novel with reasonable characters.

Zehell2218: But without the romance it's bland.

reinesse ♥: Like characters, especially main character who knows how to adjust because extreme pride is not good.

FattyBai: @Zehell2218 Baby Dragon Truer words have not been spoken, and that scares me.

reinesse ♥: Some villains are really brainless. they can scheme, but they don't have a reasonable reason to do so

Zenith: Kek.

Zehell2218: @Zenith gramps I have idea for fantasy romance lemme tell you after I finish writing and see if it's interesting or not.

Zenith: Get the MC u desire! Yeah @Zehell2218 

FattyBai: I fear becoming a more wholesome and fleshed out human being. Please no development.

Zehell2218: @Zenith It's ok. Just want to see if people will find this good or not. *joy emoticon*

Totally Not Nano: I think there's a formula in getting famous as a writer.

[A/N: Oh? Such formula exist? Teach me Senpai!]

Totally Not Nano: Let's debate about it. *thinking emoticon*

Parasection: The formula is write romance and you're set.

Totally Not Nano: Any genre + xxxxxxx = top 1.

[A/N: Today… I lost faith in humanity.]

Noveljunky: If you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares back.

Moonbirth: Write a lot. Write everyday. Post a lot everyday... write about what readers want to read about.

Anjeeriku: Write a lot. be a slave. Lol


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Elyon knew that "Romance" is not his strong point. He writes a fantasy story with romance, but he can't tell if the romance will be able to attract female readers. Out of curiosity, he asked some of his fellow authors the question "Why do you read romance stories?"

Here are their answers…

Kyosei: Because I am single. 

Reili: To fill my empty void of a love life.

Minrei: Because romance let you feel what is to be loved, plus it is universal you dont need to learn magic or cultivation in order to read.

Bajj: Due to lack of romance irl.

Murakami: I read because I enjoy the friction and conflict between the FL and ML. The insistence vs resistance is naisu.

Qin: I reads romance only for ideas and info.

VlassisBehrakis: I don't read romance novels.

[A/N: Oof I asked the wrong person.]

Elyon then  ̶a̶m̶b̶u̶s̶h̶e̶d̶ asked some readers about their opinion about romance novels.

Yin: I read romance novels because I want that kind of drama to happen to me in real life. But I know it will never happen haha.

A Certain Irresistible Meowlin: I wonder why? And I do read romance novels. Though the chance of me dropping them is also the highest out of all the genres. Every so often I come across a scene that makes me just want to squeal and fangirl. 

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Elyon decided to dig deeper and asked a few of his senior "romance authors" some questions about their reason for writing romance stories.

The first question is… Why did you choose to write Romance Stories?

Anjeeriku: I'm comfortable writing romance stories compared to other genres. I'm a helpless romantic person and I like novels that can invoke other people's feelings.

Bajj: First of all, I like reading romance story. It was the reason why I read books before and reading other genres comes after. All in all, due to these romance fiction books, I got the opportunity to read more great books with different genre.

MishaK: That's what I read, so write that too.

Zehell2218: Because as reader, I want to read romance novel so when I write, I write romance since my motto is I write what I want to read.

Ikazainudin: The easiest genre. Everyone can relate.

End_of_Era: It wasn't a full on Romance, it was slice of life with romance which I feel was necessary with progression of the characters.

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The second question… When you were making your ML and FL, did you imagine yourself as the lead of your story at any given point in time?

Anjeeriku: I would be a liar if I said no. There were instances that I'd put myself in my FL's shoes. Whenever that happens, my writing feels more passionate and truthful that sometimes it was hard to know where my fl starts and where I end. 

Shen Yi, LMD's ML was based on a person I've lost, The One That Got Away so it was sometimes hard not to self-insert whenever there were scenes that need to invoke feelings from readers. 

Bajj: I believe that every character the author was making and breathing life into it, a part of him/her is added to its character. But me imagining of being the ML/FL, never. I'm too pure for that. Kek

MishaK: Yes I did but sometimes. Otherwise you can't infuse emotions in your characters. It is important to understand your characters.

Zehell2218: Yes, I imagine myself as the lead. Of course, I tweak it a bit, such as in age and appearance. But mostly, the characteristics is similar to me.

Ikazainudin: FL and ML character based on what I want to be irl. Yup. I imagine that will be my love story.

End_of_Era: Yes, my leads had some ocassional self insertion.

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The third question… If you were to choose some other genre aside from romance, what would you pick?

Anjeeriku: Fantasy. I always look up to those authors who can write fantasy stories/novels well. I believe writing a fantasy novel is harder than writing romance. 

[A/N: Ahem! 10 points to Griffindor!]

Bajj: Horror/thriller/Action. Read GGGB godamnit! [Good Girl Gone Bad]

MishaK: I am writing a Fantasy romance aside from regular vanilla romance *smile emoticon*

Zehell2218: Fantasy, magical realism, fan fiction.

Ikazainudin: Psychological/horror and maybe children story.

End_of_Era: The new genre I'm writing is fantasy/violent .

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The fourth and final question… If you were to give a message to your beloved readers, what would it be?

Anjeeriku: I'm sorry for not being inconsistent with updates. Y'all know I love you, but a little consideration and patience as I face this rough patch in my life would be very much appreciated.

Bajj: Vote me please :* mass release comes after, deal?

[A/N: Oof!]

MishaK: Be responsible in reviewing the book you are reading. Authors love to listen from their readers. So talk to them.

Zehell2218: Beloved reader, your author here is working hard to provide your daily dose so pliz pretty pliz, read my chapter using paid SS since I don't get even a penny for free SS. 

Tips: use free SS on translation novel. The translator still get money and use paid SS on original novel so we can get a bit money to continue living *wink*

Ikazainudin: I want readers to know, that love, hope and miracles exist. Be open and value each moment of your life like the MC's did.


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Author's Thoughts

Hello Guys! I hope you enjoyed this chapter of WWCG. Personally, I've read a few CEO novels myself. I also read some FL stories like A Slight Smile Is Devastating (Love O2O), Hidden Marriage, Doomed to be Cannon Fodder, Transmigrator meets Reincarnator, A Mistaken Marriage Match: A Generation of Military Counselor, There Is an Angel in That Church (short story), Eight Treasures Trousseau, Grabbing Your Hand, Dragging you Away, A Mistaken Marriage Match: Record of Washed Grievances…

Ai~ there's a few more that I won't add to the list because it will create a wall of text. Well anyways, the reason why I read these stories is to get an idea on "WHY" the ladies love to read them.

Let's just say that it's a unique way to see a world in the eye of a lady (if you are a man of course). When done properly, the execution of the story can capture the hearts of anyone, even male readers. I believe that no matter what gender you are, as long as you find the story interesting then it doesn't matter whether you are a guy or a gal no?

Perhaps, when I'm not too busy to write my stories, I'll once again pick a romance novel to read. Hopefully, I will find another hidden gem that will bring unexpected surprises to anyone who are lucky enough to find them.

P.S I would like to thank my fellow authors, especially my senior romance authors who answered some of my questions regarding romance novels. 

To my senior authors, May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind always be at your back. May the Power Stones shine warm upon your face, and Spirit Stones fall soft upon your fields. (￣▽￣)ノ

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Days passed by so slowly that Allie diverted her loneliness through focusing on her work.She could not call home because of her fear that her calls were monitored. She made a new social media account and invited Ajie to accept her but he seemed to ignore it. Perhaps because of her new identity where she placed a photo of a superyacht for her profile cover.

Since she was assigned as a personnel manager, she read books about  leadership and management. She tried to cultivate qualities to create positive workplace relationship. While maintaining personal integrity, she addressed and emphatize any problem her staff faced and she valued their suggestions and opinions as her baseline in making decisions. She organized team building activities and conduct personality development trainings with the objective to develop unity and harmony in the workplace. 

Because of her sincerity and dedication to the work,  she gained the favor and respect from all her staff. Such quality of a manager- to- staff - relationship would be beneficial to the plans of Allie to make a complete detour of what this company had been heading to these past years. She wanted a complete  change and a breakthrough for this company despite the knowledge that the owner was her enemy....

While maintaining her dedication to the work during office hours, she also created plans and goals for her own personal development on her free times. She determined to not rely on her salary alone.  She must make her own money. Since she was surrounded by shipyards, she studied every equipments and materials that these company needed. From  drilling apparatus to heavy machineries like cranes, from food supplies to gas and lubricants, from mooring ropes, lifting gears to anchor chains... 

Having understood all these,  her plans came into actions and actions became productions. She found a new company which ventured into providing quality marine supplies and equipments. She applied as their agent and was accepted after informing them that she worked in a shipping line. Her line of work could be an advantage in the promotion of their new products and services. 

One lunchtime,  after heating the food she cooked ahead in the morning, she happily called out Hayri to their dining table. Eversince she moved into their office home,  she volunteered to do the cooking, meal planning and the trips to the grocery store. This was  her only way of returning the favor for having been accomodated in a luxurious environment. She didn't even need to spend except for her personal needs since her food was also free.

"Zheena,  you look happier today. "
Hayri commented as he saw the excitement in her smiles and in the manner she talked today.

"Yes, I am. " Her eyes glowed in happiness. 

"Can you share? " Hayri was infected with her excitement as well. 

"I got prospects for my online business. "

"Really? What's your business? "

"Secret. It's not for the rich people like you. "

"You're unfair! I have been telling you my secrets but you are hiding many things in return... "

Allie choked upon hearing this. How long could she keep her secret as the spy?  She seemed to be not minding it anymore since Hayri's presence was not threatening at all. 

"Hayri,  how's your dad now? " She got a chance to change the topic when he talked about opening up. 

Hayri seemed startled by her question but he quickly recomposed himself. 

"He's there in jail, hopeless. "

"Is he very sad and angry? " She asked. Few questions a day could one day complete her self - investigations into this matter. 

"Surprisingly, no. He was even allowed to go anywhere  inside the amenities if there are no guests around. "

Allie's eyes brightened. "Hayri,  perhaps, this arrest served as a freedom for your dad. Perhaps,  he didn't want to do the business in the first place. As I see it,  he was only forced into doing it. He perhaps have long wanted to get out from the maladies of the business but could not because of threats. That's why he seems to be unaffected. "

Hayri stared at her as he seemed to ponder on her opinion. She was right. His dad even sent him here with the hope that the stigma of his shame and downfall would be removed from him. 

"You're right. "

"Then how are you accepting this? "
She said sadly,  trying to tear his shield apart. 

"It's difficult,  Zheena. I'm angry,  really angry. All of a sudden, I lost my direction. I lost the only parent and family I have in my home. " Hayri's face turned red as  tears were losing its grip from his eyes at the mention of home. 

"Hayri,  just think of the good things this tragedy has brought. Painful events always turn out as blessings in disguise. "

"I want to punish her with my own hands,  Zheena. I want to strip her first of her feminine dignity before giving him a fatal shot her in the heart! "

Allie concealed her rising nervousness by placing food into his plate. She also poured out a fresh fruit juice on his glass. 

"Who are you referring to? "She further asked to know how deep were they at this moment into their investigation. 

"The woman who sold out all the dark secrets of the company to the authority."

"Do you know her name? " Allie asked still further but her heartbeats were already hammering into her eardrums. 

" We only know her name as Allyza. She is said to be one of those who were granted with the company's scholarship program. .  All the company records were burned so we couldn't trace her information anymore. "

"How about the school records? "

"It's not easy to do that. She is protected by the authority. Even her social media accounts were terminated. "

"What's the progress of your investigation? " 

Hayri was now drawn out by the listening ear and the interest Allie showed.

"We only rely on actual interrogations with the people living in Kamelyo. We're also giving out financial rewards for those who can give information as to where she is hiding. We also try to trace the current locations of those who fled from Kamelyo. On top of that, we  have a lookout in all the sea and airports. "

Allie suddenly turned emotional. She couldn't understand herself. All of a sudden she wanted to cry. While she was afraid for her life, she was also torn in pity for  Hayri.

"Hayri,  you're still too young to destroy your heart with anger. You are still at the prime of your life where a bright future awaits for you.Enjoy life,  enjoy your youth. Don't waste it. Try to let go of that anger. "

With this,  Hayri broke into tears and Allie could not help herself from pulling him into a comforting hug.

Allyza lifted up her eyes to Hayri, her fiance who stood beside her on the deck. He looked back at her with those tender eyes, filled with so much love and admiration for her.

Little did he know, that the woman he loved and adored so much for five years was the one he was long haunting down to kill to avenge for his father.

"I greet you."
Students in the vicinity were awe at the sight, when was there ever a special gathering of the elders? Though their powers have shortened drastically with old age, all of them had accomplished some achievements with their life.
True Ice Monk had chosen to retire as a Peak tier and, as his name suggested, controlled the arts of ice, even having the disciple of the Permafrost Emperor.
Thousand Hand was a prodigy and true master of martial arts without usage of the Body of Arts provided to the populace, a true loyalist to body enhancement with standard rigorous training. In a battle when a world was being engulfed by the Soul Realm, he led a group of warriors to fend off against the hordes of beasts. Each attacks that they fended off against the creatures, which heavily outnumbered them, was blocked by one hand with each encounter.
Several seniors among the pride had also appeared, dominating their expertise, pioneering new and exotic development never seen before. The achievements of the older generations surmounted much for each generation.
But as if the merits weren't enough, the only one that bypassed all of them was Wu Kao, the Universal Teacher.
He reached the fourth gate, a gate where without the comprehension and power of the third gate, one would gain a chance to try their luck in ascending. This was the true skill barrier that separated the truly gifted from the upper echelons.
They all bowed in unison as Wu Kao stood solemnly among the crowd, a simple wooden furbish design, however thousands of years of insight was instilled into that staff.
This was a honor!
The staff was used in the enlightenment of Wu Kao in the Death Chilling Trials that tested even the sturdiness of minds and making choices. Each second glanced at the staff created serene thoughts and kindled soul energy from within the youths, all sat down in the meditative position as they watched what the commotion was about.
Bai Li was also included, startled by the whole event for such a simple transfer, kept as much as a straight face possible.
His soul energy was also included as well as his qi.
'So Wu Kao's power even helps me course qi throughout my body?'
He trembled in excitement to see his cultivation go by leaps and bounds.
Sitting in a meditative position like the rest, all was quiet. Though the event was not to make cheers for new students, but as a way to further the development of the students.
Ten seconds had passed with nothing but a silent mantra by the students.
Wu Kao stomped the ground with the staff, the sound woke everyone from their cultivation. Ten seconds was really no amount of time to do anything but all were content with the meeting.
This created a sense of gratitude to the new student by the rest of his colleagues as they all bid farewell, even the elders were leaving.
The entire event was surreal, would the time he spent in this new school be like this for the rest?
How would he know, he was left stumped but did not fret over the small details, the little time he saw Wu Kao bridged all worries of what he had in mind if he intended.
Without a proper transfer or reason, wouldn't the student who with grueling trials and practice had reached the edge of Greyman Institute, but this kid whose age was three years reached here without anything?
What in the right mind would do such a thing if not favoritism.
The teachers must've thought of this and decided to do such a thing to keep the school from being hellbent on the new arrival. If they hadn't, maybe he would have already died from the jealousy.
Bai Li was thankful for the kind gesture as he packed up his belongings.
Cheng He soon followed suit, not appearing for the meditation, "You already up? Let's go, I'll show you around," a great smiled plastered on his face.
Similar of that with any school of the olden times, large open areas were shown everywhere and were deemed lecture halls. Practice rooms were sprawled endlessly with most in use, all students were normally diligent in training and different glades and willows sprawled throughout.
In other words, it was basically a paradise, a self sustaining environment where farming is done to get food and other type of resources.
"This will be your dorm as of now, you are free to customize the interior as you wish for it to be. If you need me, my dorm is down the street, come by if you need any help."
As they exchanged farewells, Bai Li got accustomed moving in the student uniforms which came in simple white robes, light fabric proven with versatility and probably has defensive properties.
He decided to cut it with a knife to find out only to see that the knife was damaged instead, definitely a treasure, he gripped on it tighter and wore them.
His simplistic value in clothing showed particular favor with the simple robes as he moved throughout.
A simple wooden platform and top was a large white concrete housing, the towering walls of the outside made one which master architect designed such things and mass produced them in different varieties.
'Amazing..'
All he could say was that one word to describe anything. He saw the training area as advertised by the pamphlet of modern living in the school and decided to do a punching routine to see how much is qi had been stimulated to infuse to his fists.
With the brief moment he was able to fulfill such requirements and became a Level 2 Low tier Warrior, already double the increase of his previous one! Such fast growth, if any were to witness Wu Kao's staff, would they also be blessed like this?
Once he was done, he wanted to see the way to get cultivation material for his average training.
"They automatically deliver it to you? Sweet!"
Bai Li was extremely proud to be in such a school all due to such reasons of his lucky findings, one step closer to finding the mysteries of his life, even he knew in the circumstances that his time here was strange.
Two bottles of foreign liquids produced by expert pharmacists were available for consumption to open all the pores in the body while the other was to expel all the waste in the body. It was a simple way to increase strength at the cost of pure power, but with the second solution, the effects wouldn't hinder them at all.
Though training his qi was the intended primary goal for himself, his understanding of the cultivation was limited so he had to grow his strength by the common method of soul energy, but making sure his soul energy wasn't influenced by any way or form.
He drunk the first and began taking in the energy of the universe into his body.
Practicing his self made Body of Arts, noticeable improvements in terms of sensitivity and endurance was found in his Chilled Resolve and Poison King Body.
He couldn't kept his excitement and jumped in the air, if any were to see him right now they would think he was crazy.
Handling such anxiety from the first encounter created butterflies in his stomach and wanted to get rid of stress.
'Well, let's get back to the Soul Realm.'
Bai Li only found joy in reading books and fighting, he never intended it to be that way but when he first began training and barely reaching the strength of one man, reading was an alternative to become an officer.
Until his first punching routine and his last, he found the joys of feeling the improvement in his body where his mind couldn't grow any further.
The gate to the Soul Realm was close by with multiple terminals to enter from throughout the campus unlike the one at Golden Star Planet, only one entrance was allowed per major city, the difference was astounding.
Bai Li prepared his body in his standard combat uniform, ready to feel the transition of the soul into the Soul Realm.

The Galaxy is only a small drop amongst the vast universe with many undiscovered oddities that can not be described. Humanity has accomplished many achievements to further their understanding of the universe though miniscule. But what lays beyond those of our knowledge is just the frontier of all things. Follow the journey of a young man with a mystified past as he ventures into the frontier as many others had as well.

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5+ Chapters a Week.
50 Spirit Stones =  Bonus Chapter
100 Spirit Stones = 2 Bonus Chapters
200 Spirit Stones = 1 Extra Chapter per Week
300 Spirit Stones = 2 Bonus Chapters
400 Spirit Stones = 3 Bonus Chapters
500 Spirit Stones = 1 Extra Chapter per Week

The 200 and 500 Spirit Stones are a one time thing. If we somehow surpass it, I don't know. Probably just a bonus chapter.

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"Haha. That's true. I don't have to worry about sales, right?"
"Of course not. You just focus on writing and editing. Your salary will be determined by President Jeong-Sook Shin. I determine her salary, but she will handle the salaries of the other workers in that company. Enjoy working with her."
 
Manager Kang from GH Development called Gun-Ho to let him know that he had completed any legal and administrative process to form GH Media. Therefore, GH Media officially had been established.
"Good work, Min-Hyeok."
"I completed registering the company with the tax office as well."
"What about President Jeong-Sook Shin's new desk?"
"A new desk and a chair for her arrived already. I also bought a table for a guest."
"That's good. There is one more thing I need you to take care of. Please prepare one vacant room in our OneRoomTel. The chief editor will stay there."
"Which OneRoomTel would be good for him?"
"Since the office is located close to the Gangnam Station, let's place him in the OneRoomTel in Yeoksam Town. They have a vacant room, right?"
"Yes, they do. It's not a busy season for a OneRoomTel business right now, so we do have vacant rooms there."

"Don't take rent from him though, at least until the publishing company becomes financially stable."
"Yes, sir."
 
Gun-Ho then made a phone call to President Jeong-Sook Shin.
"It seems that everything is ready. The company has formally been established and the relevant paperwork is all done. The office is ready and the workers are there already. You just need to go to the office to join them. When do you plan to start?"
"Thank you, President Goo. I will start working on Monday."
"Sounds good. Then on Monday, why don't you come to my real estate development office first? It's near Gangnam Station. I will introduce you to the workers."
"I am a bit nervous about all these since it is a start-up company. I don't want to disappoint you, President Goo. I've selected five books based on the list provided by an agency that introduces foreign books. With the book—Economy Trend in China for the 21st Century which you want to publish, we will have six books we want to publish."
"Haha. I totally trust you in that area."
"Oh, since I have you on the phone, I want to ask you to confirm one thing."
"What is it?"
"It's about my salary."
"Until the publishing company starts generating enough revenue to be self-sufficient, what about I pay you 5 million won per month?"

"5 million won? Okay, sounds good for now. I, instead, want you to renegotiate my salary with me twice per year."
"Okay, I can do that. We will have to take the financial status of the company into account anyway in determining your salary."
"What about the salaries of other workers in the company including the chief editor?"
"Well, you will have to decide on that. You are the best person who would be able to evaluate each worker's qualifications and contribution to the company. So, it should be your call. I will delegate that authority to you."
"Okay. Thank you, sir. I will then see you on Monday at your office in Gangnam."
 
After getting off the phone with President Jeong-Sook Shin, Gun-Ho calculated with his electronic calculator.
"If we don't successfully find any best-selling book within a year, we won't be able to sell even 20 books and I will lose my entire investment fund of 300 million won for this publishing company. A publishing business seems to be highly risky. It is easy to get into the field, but it is extremely hard to succeed. Well, I will have to rely on President Jeong-Sook Shin's competence. It's up to her now."
 
Gun-Ho received a call from Attorney Young-Jin Kim.
"I was told that the business plan is almost done. They are currently modifying the estimated demand in the China market."
"Really?"

"They are working on the estimated demand of the eastern coastal area of China."
"Can they make that sort of estimation by visiting China for just a few days?"
"Moore Investment has a highly extensive information network. They already grasped the current market of China's eastern coast area, especially on the auto parts and home appliances field. The area includes Hebei, Shandong, Jiangsu, and Zhejiang. They are also getting help from a local institution. They have ties to the research team of the social science academy there."
"Hmm, I see."
"They also grasped the present status of the competitors' products. The U.S. is highly competitive in the chemical field, but they wanted to see if other countries such as Germany, France, and the UK are trying to expand their market to China."
"There seems to be a lot more work than I thought."
"You have to be thorough on this matter. You have to keep in mind that you are trying to start a joint venture with a global manufacturing company— Lymondell Dyeon."
"Do you think they can finish the business plan by the end of this week?"
"That's not possible. After they are done with figuring out the market status, they will start working on the estimation of projected profit. They will also translate everything into English. Let's give them ten more days; they will bring a beautiful business plan for you then. Once they complete the business plan, you will have to decide if you want to use that business plan to submit it to Lymondell Dyeon. They will bring the Korean version of the business plan for you as well."
"I hope I can take a look at it as soon as possible."
 

On Monday, Gun-Ho headed to his office of GH Development in Gangnam, Seoul. He was having a cup of morning coffee at his desk when President Jeong-Sook Shin came into the office.
"I didn't know you have another office here. GH Development is a real estate development company?"
"Yes, it is."
Ms. Ji-Young Jeong brought a green tea for President Jeong-Sook Shin and placed it on the table.
"Thank you."
President Jeong-Sook Shin looked at Ji-Young's face.
"Is she the person who does design work?"
"Haha. No. She is GH Development's employee. She is handling accounting here."
"Oh, really? I'm sorry."
Gun-Ho introduced Manager Seong-Il Kang to President Jeong-Sook Shin.
"Oh, he is Manager Kang. I spoke with him on the phone several times for paperwork. Hi, I finally meet you in person."
Jeong-Sook extended her hands to Manager Kang for a handshake. Manager Kang seemed to be shy.
"Your office will be our office's next door. So if you need any help, just let us know; we are just a door away. We are all family now— GH Development and GH Media, don't we?"
"Thank you for saying that. I look forward to working with you."
 

Gun-Ho and Jeong-Sook were having a conversation when Jae-Sik Moon entered the GH Development office.
"Oh, Chief Editor Moon, how are you?"
President Jeong-Sook Shin stood up when she saw Jae-Sik coming into the office.
"I looked around our office next door before coming here. It's very nice and cozy."
"Really? Let me take a look."
Ji-Young came to Gun-Ho and said,
"The design workers are all in the office. They are wondering if they can come to this office now."
"No, that wouldn't be necessary. We will come to that office now."

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

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