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my get lazy idk first time reading realistic friction

Becoming God of the world and bringing back spritual energy

Using enemy as stepping stones to open a path to immortality

One of every life process: create layers. Someone tells this the aura, what surrounds you. That humor is sucked in at first contact.
What had to be separated is done, but externally. One can mutate like a chameleon and be the color of the environment and adapt under the circumstances.
Personally, on the inside, what you keep in your heart, what instinctively drives you, what unconsciously motivates you, what makes you irrational. Have you already detected it? Can you change it now?
On the second day we concluded that there is, to continue deepening until separating more things. What is oppressing you, above you. And what is pulling, under you.
The earth is extensive from the change and on it remembers there is a first heaven, a second heaven and a third heaven. In these heavens, degrees of internal conflict are managed to change resulting in degrees of overcoming, such as: sensitivity, awareness and regeneration.
One can feel like a child again. It even seems that our skin rejuvenates, when our inner being is in harmony with his Creator and with everything created.
(… Meanwhile, it was put together: a chat of literary girls)
—You found out: What are those two, Bierny and your Xuli 'Latroso' up to? Nalexa said jokingly to Alondra.
—Ay, little sister of my heart, don't call my Xuli like that. I know, she wanted to be smart with me, in the end she got what she deserved and I have to shut up the past, because I have it back. I really don't know: How to help him? It's that I love him so much. Alondra said, clearing some friction; and taming the facts, she added:
—No sign, though, I found in one of his pockets: a crumpled paper with a poem a little strange to me. I will read it for you. But promise that you will not cheat eh, because it sounds like heartbreak or family problems. Could it be that any of his friends will be involved in these tasks? "Explained her first point of view, Lark."
"I'm all ears," Nalexa said.
—Listen, and tell me please: What do you understand? because I recognize that it is his letter. But: since when did he become a poet? Said Alondra, and proceeded to recite the poem:
Title: Andanzas del Amar:
For walking slowly,
my heart was ripped out ...
She goes to the park to run among the flowers.
I sowed: Roses, and she waited for them to grow in our garden.
 
She would ask my friends for advice on growing flowers.
She was waiting with them for the first seeds:
Are there so many seeds to choose from?
I expected the ones with a good color and the best home scent.
 
Yes: She leaves, and you stay,
then all of yours want to leave too ...
And if: she returns, and there is no one.
What do you do to yourself
You bought her house for her ...
The car for the children to take them to school.
You planted the flowers to keep it there.
Didn't you think she rains hard !?
You didn't notice the stars
In the times of love.
Is love no longer routine?
The swaying of their paths announce them in endless networks!
Disconnected from the virtual world: I lost!
"It's crystal clear, he's referring to you: Alondra," Nalexa said, broadening her interpretations. Quoting: The swaying of their paths are announced in endless networks! Disconnected from the virtual world: I lost! -Indeed:
—Alondra: you stop into social networks and Xuli: not one of those struggles. Xuli prefers melee confrontation. - Placing a happy face, a sign that it was funny what was revealed.
"You're right, deep down," said Alondra. So: What is she trying to say, apart from our misconduct?
"I think I know the heart of the matter," Nalexa said, "Quoting: 'I sowed: Roses, and I waited for them to grow in our garden." You can tell that your man is going to settle down. That he is going to let himself be guided. That he wants to make a home with you. And that he is letting go of his fears so as not to lose in the attempt.
"That is formidable." That's my man. I knew I could trust him, deep down he is like a child afraid of losing himself in my arms ... "He sketched: Alondra," a short poem. Adding, to the already composed:
Stopping to Love.
You're my man.
I knew that he could trust you
deep down you are like a child afraid of getting lost in my arms ...
"How to say I get it !?
And that in this pilgrimage: We will go together hand in hand!
I will not be, but the seed,
That your hands chose for our garden.
And I will wait for the rain of your fears
And I will wait for the clouds of your games,
And we will play to wallow without end. Until it takes root.
And I'll wait for your river
If I am stone I will roll to your waves, to your slope I will be:
Molded: until you calm down.
On the shore I will be the sign of a new dawn.
Each kiss will be the reflection of the sap that is in you.
Each mirror will repeat the advice on a sheet.
And even if the wind picks up ...
Until the storm formed ...
I will be the branch that takes care of giving you shade.
And I will be the flower and the fruit and I will be a bird:
And I will have wings to dwell closer until I am honey to you.
You are the honeycomb, you will be the tree, the house you dreamed of having.
 
"And how will we do it?" To deliver it to him, "Nalexa observed. Without ceasing to be surprised by the exposed poem, with great sincerity.
-Tell me or you. Alondra demanded. "I did my part."
-It's okay! Let's serve something to eat. And let's have a soda. In a while, ideas to make a good delivery will come.
 After a while, more relaxed and ready to find an ingenious idea to deliver the poem.
-I got it! She screamed: Nalexa: "That Xuli liked her, on Bierny's birthday: Do you remember?"
"Sure! But that cake was made by you for Bierny." Said Alondra.
"Ah, but Xuli repeated: twice," he clarified: Nalexa. We prepare one of the two, so the gift of friendship will be more sincere, in the middle of the cake, and inside a bag: the poem will be.
"The message won't be very direct." Alondra exclaimed.
-Unlike. Instead of walking around looking for advice in which holes like a rabbit. Better that I say it to you, at once. This is how they learn to get along. To deal with yourselves. They smooth your rough edges in time and improve your "marital" relationship. Nalexa argued.
—It's like this: Right !? Said Alondra.

The series begins with a girl, who creates a non-human kingdom (See: Ideas that when dreaming: They wake up!)

This kingdom is vegetal, animal and pro-human by metamorphosis, it has a fight on land with 4 other kingdoms: Caterpillars, Fungi, Wasps and Humans (See: Prays XHuman)

The girl has grown up and cares about ecology; and the characters initiate a connection of the non-human world with the human world because they contaminate a Bay. Pollution that gives rise to Covid-19, Covid-20 and Covid-21 (human self-destruction / non-human self-defense?)
This causes a Metamorphosis on the part of the Creator and the Prays is now transmigrated to Human (See: Vallemar)

The girl remembers a problem in her cousin's family with drug aspects and the cousin is now Bierny, this character falls in love, but at the same time suffers a scam by Jack Latro, with the BitCoin in the pyramid mode ( See: BitLove)

Bierny is transmigrated to Vallemar and both (bipolar / human and pro-human characters) fall in love with Nalexa. Nalexa has a sister named Alondra. Alondra falls in love with Xuli Latro who has been adopted by Jack Latro and specialized in Espionage, Hitman, and Finance.

Bierny must mentor Xuli Latro to help him in his relationship with Alondra otherwise he will lose his marriage. There is a cycle of seven days for the change of project of life, character and personality; otherwise they will fall into a cycle of repetitions that the Creator has established for the bad guys; at the end a flood will eliminate everything created: Who will be saved? (Read: The Creator Of Seven Games)

GenX
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Comprising: BitLove: (WPC # 160, Ranking: 2, Plate)
https://www.webnovel.com/book/bitlove_19277591006022105


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Seven books are connected and aligned with the slogans:
Prays XHuman (military, kingdom no human)
WFP # 32 (White Sea School)
WPC # 160 (BitLove)
WFP # 34 (7 Creator Games)

One of every life process: create layers. Someone tells this the aura, what surrounds you. That humor is sucked in at first contact.
What had to be separated is done, but externally. One can mutate like a chameleon and be the color of the environment and adapt under the circumstances.
Personally, on the inside, what you keep in your heart, what instinctively drives you, what unconsciously motivates you, what makes you irrational. Have you already detected it? Can you change it now?
On the second day we concluded that there is, to continue deepening until separating more things. What is oppressing you, above you. And what is pulling, under you.
The earth is extensive from the change and on it remembers there is a first heaven, a second heaven and a third heaven. In these heavens, degrees of internal conflict are managed to change resulting in degrees of overcoming, such as: sensitivity, awareness and regeneration.
One can feel like a child again. It even seems that our skin rejuvenates, when our inner being is in harmony with his Creator and with everything created.
(… Meanwhile, it was put together: a chat of literary girls)
"Did you find out: What are those two, Bierny and your Xuli 'Latroso' up to?" Nalexa said jokingly to Alondra.
—Ay, little sister of my heart, don't call my Xuli like that. I know, he wanted to be smart with me, in the end he got what he deserved and I have to shut up the past, because I have it back. I really don't know: How to help him? It's that I love him so much. Alondra said, clearing some friction; and taming the facts, she added:
—No sign, though, I found in one of his pockets: a crumpled paper with a poem a little strange to me. I will read it for you. But promise that you will not cheat eh, because it sounds like heartbreak or family problems. Could it be that any of his friends will be involved in these tasks? "Explained her first point of view, Lark."
"I'm all ears," Nalexa said.
—Listen, and tell me please: What do you understand? because I recognize that it is his letter. But: since when did he become a poet? Said Alondra, and proceeded to recite the poem:
Title: Andanzas del Amar:
 
For walking slowly,
my heart was ripped out ...
She goes to the park to run among the flowers.
I sowed: Roses, and I waited for them to grow in our garden.
She would ask my friends for advice on growing flowers.
She was waiting with them for the first seeds:
Are there so many seeds to choose from?
I expected the ones with a good color and the best home scent.
Yes: She leaves, and you stay,
then all of yours want to leave too ...
And if: she returns, and there is no one.
What do you do to yourself
You bought her house for her ...
The car for the children to take them to school.
You planted the flowers to keep it there.
Didn't you think she rains hard !?
You didn't notice the stars
In the times of love.
Is love no longer routine?
The swaying of their paths announce them in endless networks!
Disconnected from the virtual world: I lost!
"It's crystal clear, he's referring to you: Alondra," Nalexa said, broadening her interpretations. Quoting: The swaying of their paths are announced in endless networks! Disconnected from the virtual world: I lost! -Indeed:
—Alondra: you stop into social networks and Xuli: not one of those struggles. Xuli prefers melee confrontation. - Placing a happy face, a sign that it was funny what was revealed.
"You're right, deep down," said Alondra. So: What is she trying to say, apart from our misconduct?
"I think I know the heart of the matter," Nalexa said. "Quoting:" I sowed: Roses, and hoped they would grow in our garden. " You can tell that your man is going to settle down. That he is going to let himself be guided. That he wants to make a home with you. And that he is letting go of his fears so as not to lose in the attempt.
"That is formidable." That's my man. I knew I could trust him, deep down he is like a child afraid of losing himself in my arms ... "He sketched: Alondra," a short [11] poetry. Adding, to the already composed:
 
Stopping to Love.
You're my man.
I knew that he could trust you
deep down you are like a child afraid of getting lost in my arms ...
"How to say I get it !?
And that in this pilgrimage: We will go together hand in hand!
I will not be, but the seed,
That your hands chose for our garden.
And I will wait for the rain of your fears
And I will wait for the clouds of your games,
And we will play to wallow without end. Until it takes root.
And I'll wait for your river
If I am stone I will roll to your waves, to your slope I will be:
Molded: until you calm down.
On the shore I will be the sign of a new dawn.
Each kiss will be the reflection of the sap that is in you.
Each mirror will repeat the advice on a sheet.
And even if the wind picks up ...
Until the storm formed ...
I will be the branch that takes care of giving you shade.
And I will be the flower and the fruit and I will be a bird:
And I will have wings to dwell closer until I am honey to you.
You are the honeycomb, you will be the tree, the house you dreamed of having.
"And how will we do it?" To hand it over to him, "Nalex observed.
to-. Without ceasing to be surprised by the exposed poem, with great sincerity.
-You tell me. Alondra demanded. "I did my part."
-It's okay! Let's serve something to eat. And let's have a soda. In a while, ideas to make a good delivery will come.
After a while, more relaxed and ready to find an ingenious idea to deliver the poem.
-I got it! She yelled: Nalexa: "That Xuli liked it, on Bierny's birthday: Do you remember?"
"Sure! But that cake was made by you for Bierny." Said Alondra.
"Ah, but Xuli repeated: twice," he clarified: Nalexa. We prepare one of the two, so the gift of friendship will be more sincere, in the middle of the cake, and inside a bag: the poem will be.
"The message won't be very direct." Alondra exclaimed.
-Unlike. Instead of walking around looking for advice in which holes like a rabbit. Better that I say it to you, at once. This is how they learn to get along. To deal with yourselves. They smooth your rough edges in time and improve your "marital" relationship. Nalexa argued.
—It's like this: Right !? Said Alondra.

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Writing Prompts Contest #160. Ranking: 2. (Silver)


"Did you come on a cruise ship?"
-Yes. My father is a merchant marine and a cruise ship captain. He left me here and returned to his work of traveling the world. He can only come back every few years. So I'm going to need to make friends as soon as possible. I do not like to walk alone, less in an unknown city
"Would you, Bierny, be my friend?"
-Charmed! Princess: Nalexa, an honor to serve as your guide on land.

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When they went back, it was already quite late. It was almost midnight.
The husband and wife did not speak. It was Qi Lei who drove.
The road at midnight was very quiet. Lanterns hung on the trees by the road leading to the Grand Lake Villa district. They lit up and formed a row. The cool midnight breeze blew lightly, and the lanterns swayed. It was quite beautiful.
The clouds and mist in the sky had disappeared at some point, revealing a full moon. The moonlight was brilliant, illuminating the ground with a layer of pure and holy light. The night seemed particularly cold.
The moon is perfectly round on the day after mid-autumn day...
When the couple got down the car, they subconsciously raised their heads to look at the distant sky above them. They watched it silently for a long time. When they retracted their gazes, they looked at each other and smiled.
"Do you remember Su Shi's poem, Water Melody?" She suddenly asked softly.
Qi Lei thought for a moment and said uncertainly, "I do remember the content of the poem. It's a model poem from middle school. The start of it is something about the autumn of Bing Chen year, remembering Zi You? Zi You is Su Zhe, right?"
"Yes, the mood of this poem is very good and it fits the situation very well. The students at the moment also had a deep impression of this poem. Now that I think about it, I suddenly feel that it suits us now. But it's us, not you, and not just me."
As she spoke, she suddenly looked at Qi Lei. A faint smile suddenly appeared on her elegant face. "I remember the first time we met..."
Her faint voice drifted in the desolate night breeze. Qi Lei waited for a long time, but he did not hear what she said next. He only heard her take a deep breath—
"The fate between us is not shallow, but I'm also a little glad that you took the first step. A lot of times, fate is like that. If you hadn't been curious about who 'Swift Snowy' was and didn't want to find out, you and I might have been on different sides now."
"Therefore, the heavens still favor us. Forget about those unhappy things. We've got to look forward, not backwards. Over the years, I have hurt many people. Many others have hurt me. Many others have chosen to forgive me. I have also chosen to forgive many people. We cannot really judge the so-called right and wrong, so we can only start from the bottom line in our hearts."
"I don't know all the things that have happened between you and your father, but I have heard about your experience, so I can more or less understand it. I won't ask you to forgive him and embrace him, but I just want to say that you're his son. This is an objective fact, and it's your duty as a son to do your best. This isn't a question of whether it's worth it or not. It's a very traditional middle-of-the-road mentality."
"Just like the conflict between me and Ms. Song. Although I don't agree with her on many points of view, and I'm very unhappy with her way of doing things, I still have to respect her. In order to avoid too much friction with her, I'd rather go home less."
"Be a good son. There are many things you can do that will make you feel better than not doing it. Don't give yourself the chance to regret it, like with your mother."
Dongfang Liuyun did not continue after that.
Qi Lei's expression was a little uncertain.
After a while, Dongfang Liuyun reached out to pull him. "Alright, don't think too much. If you don't like hearing these, just pretend I didn't say anything. I don't have the right to make you change your mind..."
Before Dongfang Liuyun could finish, Qi Lei cut her off. "It's not just that. He doesn't want to wake up. Even if I wanted to... There's nothing I can do."
After saying this, Qi Lei walked ahead.
Dongfang Liuyun paused for a moment. She watched as his figure disappeared through the dim street lights and into the door in front of him. It took her a while to come back to her senses. After some thought, she finally took a deep breath and followed him in.
The house was quiet. Mama Wang and the others had already gone to bed.
Qi Lei went straight upstairs while Dongfang Liuyun washed her hands. She realized that Mama Wang's chicken soup was still warm in the kitchen, so she finished two bowls of it herself. Then, she got another bowl for Qi Lei before going upstairs at a leisurely pace.
When she returned upstairs, Qi Lei was showering. When he came out of the bathroom with a towel to wipe his half-dry hair, it was already nearly 10 minutes later.
He saw Dongfang Liuyun sitting on the sofa watching television, so he sat down as well.
"The chicken soup tastes good. It's still warm. Drink some," said Dongfang Liuyun.
Qi Lei stopped what he was doing and looked over as well. However, his gaze soon stopped on her. He was silent for a long time before he asked in a low voice, "After I'm done, I'll bring you to the hospital to see him. He's not quite conscious. The doctor said that all the functions of his body have been restored. The reason why he hasn't regained consciousness is probably because he subconsciously doesn't want to wake up."
"I've asked some experts to diagnose him. Everyone's conclusion is almost the same. This makes me feel... you know, he has never liked or even hated me as his son. Qi Feng's death is directly related to me. I think that he might not be willing to face me when he's awake. The way that he is now isn't too bad."
...
Dongfang Liuyun was silent for a long time when she heard this. She did not say anything. She just took the soup that was still warm on the table with one hand and the towel in his hand with the other, she began to help him dry himself.
Qi Lei also took it. He lowered his head and drank two mouthfuls silently.
"It's not what you think, I believe. I think he would be very happy to see you today."
Dongfang Liuyun thought for a long time before she said this—
Although she had never known how to comfort others, now...
"Do you have that much confidence in him?"
Qi Lei turned to look at her silently.
Dongfang Liuyun shook her head and said happily, "It's not that I have confidence in him. It's that I have confidence in you. I think that anyone who isn't too stupid can see that you're actually a very good person. Moreover, that person is your father. If he didn't have any expectations for you, he wouldn't have done his best to support you in starting up Tai Yu Corporation. Also, if he really wanted to hand Qi Kai over to Qi Feng, why was Qi Feng only a small Director when he died? And you're the mighty Vice President of Qi Kai?"
Dongfang Liuyun's words left Qi Lei speechless. To be honest, he could not see through Qi Qiming's motive back then.
Until now, he could not answer Dongfang Liuyun's question.
Qi Qiming was probably the only one who knew these answers. No one else could see through him...


"Missus, time to fulfil your duties!” Mu Yuchen demanded as he pulled Xi Xiaye closer with his arms intimately wrapped around her waist.
—
It was a meticulously planned feast for the powerful. Her fiancé had knelt down on one knee and proposed to her sister instead. Robbed of her right to her inheritance, she was prepared for the Xi family to throw her to the wolves.
As she slipped away from her family that had turned their backs on her, she found him — Mu Yuchen, the low-profile and reserved noble that ruled City Z and led Glory World Corporation.
“Mu Yuchen, let’s get married!” He looked up at her, then suddenly stood up. 
“Where are you going?”
"Let’s go. Any later and the civil affairs bureau will be closed.”

TIGER GATE INN
SECRET BACK ROOM
Dancers dance on top of the stage as men look and cheers.
The music sounded nice and calming as the people that are in front of the establishment quickly enter the inn.
The music played by the bards and minstrel was calming but enter the inn, and they were greeted with boisterous sound of people talking and cackles of laughter.
Tiger Gate Inn is one of the most crowded inns in Vanheim. 
With variety of food and drinks, and boasting great service it is one of the most frequented places by adventurers. 
Adventurers sleep here, eat here and drink here. And everyone knows that it belongs to Thornleaf Merchant Company. 
And the player that is the head merchant is Thornleaf.
One of the many various merchant companies in Vanheim, Thornleaf started with only ten gold to open up business after conning some naïve adventurers.
From his vast network of information he heard that King George is opening up a trade route in Nairhell. 
The rumor of course spreads wildly in the Capital city. 
Hearing this, he sent his spies and found out that the famous strategist of war Aero has been tasked on choosing the company that will be given the contracts with the Royal family.
'Aero of the East' he said when he read the report. By now, Aero reputation is at an all-time high
Unlike Vetten who trust the merchants to make contract with them, King George is the opposite and he even seems to despise merchant as he thought of them as leeches.
This is because in times of war and famine, the merchants always hike up the prices. This act is nothing new and King George found such act despicable.
It is why George hated the merchant class and why he did not get many support from merchant clans in the city. 
But with Aero bringing up merchant benefits in their discussion, the originally merchant hating King easily heeded Aero suggestion.
It is true what many people are saying in the Capital and the court. The King has an almost unconditional trust toward his advisor.
Now hearing about what had transpired, Thornleaf believe this is a chance for him to make a large profit.
 Anyone who has the contract to open the trade routes will reap many profits in the end. 
Probably they will also be one of the richest merchant in Vanheim.
Aero, huh
Thornleaf has prepared the venue for his meeting with Aero. Darius and Reed have also arrived. 
The preparation is not hard to do considering the inn is one of his establishments.
Reed was another influential figure in the merchant community. He also sent letters to Aero. 
Darius was also the same. It seems three of the most influential merchant company in Vanheim have contacted Aero. 
And Aero decided to meet all three of them at the same time inside the same place like he did not know the friction between these three people.
Maybe he does know and he just doesn't care. Or maybe he knows and have other motives.
Either way, three of them still came here even though knowing who would be here. After all this is a business deal they cannot push away.
Reed does not like Thornleaf. After all, he was once deceived by Thornleaf.
When Reed first played Brave World he wanted to be a warrior. But after being conned by Thornleaf he decided to be a merchant and exact his revenge.
But Thornleaf is too cunning and smart for him. But one day he will have his revenge. For now, he will be patient. 
Darius on the other hand has bitter rivalry with Reed involving territory dispute and poaching big time customers.
They are all waiting for Aero. All three of them are curious about Aero. 
A few month ago they didn't even heard and knows his name, but now his name is the only thing people talk about.
'Aero of the East' 
This is an awe inspiring title.
They all know Aero would be a formidable opponent whether in terms of mind of brawn. 
After all, it takes no ordinary man to win war on two sides. Darius spies have informed him of Aero tactics and strategies.
It astounded Darius. 
Zeus is known to charge with brute strength but Aero use of strategy and diplomacy to win the war showed that Aero is a man that excels in many areas.
All three of them have of course heard the famous poem by Edward a poet in Duvar regarding the two most talked about heroes in Brave World right now.
Regarded as the strongest,
Zeus of the North,
Undefeated and Unchallenged,
None stand his way,
If Aero of the East does not come forth,
Who can be his match?
It is truly an apt poem describing the two adventurers. Darius wondered who would win. Prowess of mind or brute strength?
Still the tension in the room is intense. 
They all have done business with each other or tried to sabotage the other. The enmity between Reeds and Thornleaf is famous. 
Darius on the other hand have good relation with both of them business wise…at least on the surface.
But Reed knows Darius is still sour about that whole territory dispute thing.
To be honest, Darius doesn't like Thornleaf more than he doesn't like Reed. Thornleaf is vicious and coldhearted. 
Not to mention he would lie and cheat like it's nothing. 
But Darius would be stupid to voice his opinion openly. After all he made many business with Thornleaf Company. 
They were all looking at each other. 
No doubt sizing each other up, looking for any weaknesses they could exploit. Then one of the workers in the inn knocked.
'Enter' The workers entered and informed them
"Master Thornleaf, your guest has arrived."
'Oh, please invite him in' he said enthusiastically. The worker nodded and went away before sound of calm footsteps could be heard coming to the secret room.
Everyone straightened up as they listened to the approaching footstep. 
Creak….the door was slowly pushed forward. A silhouette could be seen and then a man stepped inside.
The three great merchant instantly stood up as a sign of respect
When Aero enters he seems like a likable person and has not hint of a great warrior that rampages through the battlefield like a War God.
They expected to see a regal and dignified person, standing straight like an unbendable steel. 
To see such an affable looking person was truly not in line with their expectations.
But Thornleaf quickly break from his own thought and come forward to gesture to Aero where to seat
"Please sit down, Sir Aero" Thornleaf said with respect
Then the three merchants took turns addressing themselves. Actually before Aero came he had already made his research. 
Thornleaf is not the only one that had spies running around. Not to mention their spies is of lower quality and could not roam as freely as the agents of a Kingdom. 
While Thornleaf is an influential merchant, to compare his wealth and the accumulated wealth of the royalty is laughable.
Using the Secret Corps of Vanheim is one of the smartest move he has ever made. 
Aero also spread misinformation and block a few discovery by the spies of Thornleaf in his business today.
With their information, Aero knows who the key person in Vanheim is, people he needs to look out for and people who have the potential to become great.
They then talked for a while before getting to the real question. It was then that the three of them realizes something about Aero. 
He is not an unbendable steel. Far from it. He is different from Zeus. He is water, taking the form of its container, flexible and calm.
Darius once meet Zeus in the North. 
When he saw Zeus he was awed and pressured by his intensity and the determination in his eyes. 
So, when he saw Aero he was disappointed that Aero was so different from the image of the one equal to Zeus.
But now he understand. 
When a sword meets water, the sword could slice water but water will rejoin. Aero truly could become Zeus greatest enemy.
When they talked, they felt that he was a likable and easygoing person. And there lies the trap. 
He makes them, three of the great merchants in Vanheim, who was wary against him to let down their guard.
This is how Darius understand this Aero has more than meets the eye. 
'He's dangerous' he thought to himself.
Then finally after twist and turns they finally delve to the real question.
"Thank you for your hospitality. So what is the reason you wanted to meet me?" Aero feigned ignorance.
All three of them know that Aero feigned ignorance. He wants to play hard to get. Thornleaf was thinking. 
Then they told Aero to help them get the contract for the trade route that is about to be opened in Nairhell.
Each one proposes conditions and debated each other explaining to Aero why they were the most qualified to get the kingdom contract.
It was like a presentation of their companies to impress a huge stockholder
Aero only nodded and did a few non-committal gesture.
"I will decide after the victory ceremony" Aero declared.
After talking with Aero the merchants realized Aero is actually giving them time to present gifts to him and the deadline is after the victory ceremony.
No doubts Aero is expecting gold and precious items given to him. In that moment Aero showed quite a horrible expression. 
An expression of greed. 
They all nodded to each other understanding Aero intention.
People said he's honorable. What is so honorable about him? He is sly more like it.
"Then, our meeting today is adjourned" Aero said ending the discussion.
Then quickly Aero got out of the inn. To the three merchants they thought Aero will only meet with the three of them.
But to be honest, he had many letters from other merchant companies asking to meet him. And he never rejected any of them
And every time Aero meets a merchant he will say vaguely what he wants in exchange for the contracts.
That day alone from morning to evening he met about fifteen merchant companies. He is even busier than the merchant themselves.
Each of the merchant company believed that if they bribe Aero, he will give them the contract.
I struck big. Aero smiles to himself.
Actually Aero has already decided which company that will be chosen to establish the trade route.
He chose Reed and Darius Company. Two of the largest Merchant Company and their records are good.
The other merchants that give him bribe will all think that those two merchant companies gave him the most money so they will have no complaints even though they lost in this bidding war.
If Aero chooses small merchant companies people will be suspicious of his criteria. 
However choosing those two will not raise any question. It is also good for the contract to have two people developing it.
Why? 
Competition. 
They could not afford to slack off. Even if they do, Aero could always change the party if he is not satisfied.
And every time he met with the other merchants he always chooses secretive places. He went back and log out.
When he log back in, it was morning.
The time has come for the victory ceremony.
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Last chapter for the mass release. praise me..Mwahahaha. Hope you enjoy it and please leave some comment or reviews for my story

"Kingdoms may fall and fail, but I do not."

In the virtual game Brave World, the heroes fought their wars and Kings hold their kingdom.

Heroes, warriors, knight roamed the expansive vast land of Brave World.

People praised the game to be realistic but is it really a game?

As there is a secret in the real world that is hidden from the rest of the world, there is also secret in the virtual world.

Enter Daniel. A young bright man who decided to enter the game to help his family and trying to make a living by playing game

The story tells of his life, his tribulation, his failure and his triumph. It is in Brave World he began to shine. It is the story of his legend, and how he became known as the greatest strategist in Brave World.

PS: I also wrote Age of Heroes, Song of Heroes and Lord Shadow.

There were several paintings hanging in the living room. Most of them appeared as if they were painted by madmen. The paintings were incredibly abstract and hard to understand… except for one.
The painting showed the inside of a long, narrow tunnel. The walls were low, clean, and undecorated. The tunnel did not break off in the middle, and it seemed to lead down a declining slope. It looked like… No, it was a tomb. Some details in the paintings revealed that the tunnel was deep underground, and there was no exit in the painting or manmade lighting. The painter used some kind of strange styling to create an eerie and dangerous atmosphere via his brush strokes.
Feng Bujue studied the painting for five seconds like he was enraptured by it. A strange power held him in place, unable to speak or move. The next second, darkness fell over his eyes, and he could not see anything. After who knew how long, when he regained his mobility, he removed the flashlight from his backpack to take a look and realized that he was inside the tunnel in the painting.
He did not understand how the process worked, and he had no idea whether Xiao Tan or Brother Long had noticed anything, but regardless, it seemed like he had to depend on himself to leave this place.
Behind him was a stone wall, he pushed against it, and it did not budge. The ceiling was low, and there was no hatch through which he could escape. Feng Bujue sighed and took out Eyes of Hostility and put it on. With the flashlight in one hand and the wrench in the other, he trekked down the slope.
Wearing the Jazz Shoes, Feng Bujue was not worried that he might run out of Stamina Points due to his exploration; he could walk as far as he wanted. With 1,100 Stamina Points and equipment that reduced Stamina Points consumption, he could have walked to the moon. Even if the place was as big as Castlevania, he was confident that he could explore the entire map.
He walked down the path for about ten minutes when Feng Bujue's flashlight suddenly flickered. He shook it several times and slapped its body twice, thinking to himself, Has the battery run out? That doesn't seem possible… I didn't use it that long during the previous scenario. Is it already broken? That's even less possible; it's made in China, and I have confidence in our country's products…
Suddenly, a curious whisper came from the front. "Let me out…"
The voice came from around ten meters in front of Feng Bujue. He moved his sight away from the flashlight and looked down the tunnel. Right then, the flashlight died, and everything descended into darkness. Then, the light flickered temporarily, and it captured a white shadow that was standing alone in the dark. From its shape, it appeared to be a woman. Her body was wounded, and her frame was slight. Her white clothes were covered with blood stains. Due to the brief appearance and the problem of lighting and distance, Feng Bujue could not see her face at all.
The light disappeared, and Feng Bujue's world dropped into darkness again. However, that scary image was burned into his retina, and then following that was a desperate wail.
"Let me out!" The sound of flesh ramming against wood echoed in the darkness. There was the sound of friction and the sound of chains rattling. Underneath all that, there was a voice that travelled from afar… like someone was howling in grief deep inside the dungeon.
Thirty seconds later, the flashlight returned to normal. It stopped flickering. After experiencing that, Feng Bujue's expression did not change. If anything, he sighed in relief. "So, the flashlight is not broken. The flickering is due to the plot."
Right then, the system audio said, "Side quest progress updated."
Feng Bujue examined it, and the quest for finding all six parts of The Haunted Palace had increased to 2/6. Naturally, someone else had found the other stanza, but unfortunately, the detail of it was not provided in the quest tab.
At the same time, Wang Tanzhi and Long Aomin, who were on the first floor, squatted next to the kitchen oven, studying the second stanza of The Haunted Palace, which was written down using something akin to coal.
Banners yellow, glorious, golden,
On its roof did float and flow.
This—all this—was in the olden,
time long ago.
And every gentle air that dallied,
In that sweet day,
Along the ramparts plumed and pallid,
A wingèd odor went away.
"Argh… I don't understand it at all!" The poem entered Wang Tanzhi's left ear and exited the right. He poked his head into the oven and looked up the chimney.
He came out with a face blackened with soot and coughed. "It's too narrow; there's no way we can get through here."
Initially, when Long Aomin did not respond to him, Wang Tanzhi did not think much of it. But several seconds later, when Wang Tanzhi turned around, he discovered that Long Aomin was acting strangely. His eyes were bulging as his lips opened and closed. It appeared as if he was shouting, but Xiao Tan did not hear anything.
This made a chill run up Xiao Tan's spine, and then he immediately noticed something. The words that he tried to speak did not come out of his throat.
The scenario was scary for those involved, but it was quite a funny scene for those observing. Two men who did not understand sign language were gesticulating wildly, complete with deep expressions and moving lips. In the end, neither of them understood what the other was saying…
The most suitable things to say might have been "Are you sick?", "Do you have any medicine?", "How much do you have?", "How much do you normally eat?", "Eat as much as you have!", "Have you lost your mind‽"…
But in reality, that was not what they said.
"What's going on?" Wang Tanzhi tried to ask. "What you're talking about? What is the meaning of your hand gestures?"
"It's the dark layer on your face that's behind this!" Long Aomin attempted to tell him.
From Long Aomin's perspective, things were quite clear. The coal on Wang Tanzhi's face was like a 'living' mask, and it was showing a weird smile. The expression of this 'black face' was not related to Xiao Tan himself; it seemed more like a face that was floating on Xiao Tan's own face.
In the end, Long Aomin came up with an idea. He found a cloth in the dirty kitchen and held it before his face. He moved the cloth around in a clockwise manner and then used his finger to point at the cloth and then at Xiao Tan's face.
The latter finally got it. He grabbed the cloth and rubbed his face as fast as he could. When he removed the cloth, the two regained their power of speech.
"My god! What kind of monster was that?" Wang Tanzhi looked at the cloth in his hand. The 'black face' appeared to be printed on the cloth, retaining its shape as it transferred from Xiao Tan's face to the cloth. By then, Xiao Tan's face was clean, without a bit of dust.
"Even though I have no idea why the system came up with something like that…" Long Aomin realized that this thing would not cause any physical harm and was not particularly scary. Other than pranking the players, he really could not come up with any purpose for it.
"But I think it's safer for us to burn it." Long Aomin grabbed the cloth and found two flints resting next to the oven.
 


This is a game beyond dimension–the pursuit of truth. 
The unknown seal, the gambit between gods and demons… 
The defiance against data, the retribution of human… 
In a virtual world connected with reality, consciousness dictates us, consciousness chooses us, and consciousness dictates our consciousness. 
Now, throw away you fear. 
Throw away your selfish interest, question, and disbelief… Free your thought. 
Welcome to Thriller Paradise. 
Feng Bujue lost his ability to fear because of an unknown psychological disorder. Through a virtual reality game designed for players to experience fright and despair, he began his search for his lost fear. Could he finally regain his ability to fear? Could he outwit the scenarios presented to him? Could he finally uncover the truth hidden inside Thriller Paradise?  


If Qi Wang was no longer the Prime Minister, his influence would decrease greatly. On the other hand, should the Crown Prince participate in political affairs, he would be able to live up to his title. Then he would have built strong foundations, be deeply rooted and untouchable.
Qi Wang did not flinch but bowed down and said, "Your order is my command."
Everything that he got was related to the Empress. If he refuted for a temporary loss, it might affect his position in the Empress’ heart and that might lead to a bigger loss.
The Empress seemed to have expected that reaction from Qi Wang, she responded, "So that’s it. You can retreat now."
The Empress did not bother to appease Qi Wang further. She made the decision in a clear and direct fashion and told both of them to retreat.
Qi Wang and the Crown Prince gave their salutes and left the hall together. Qi Wang’s face turned gloomy as he sarcastically said, "Your Highness, political affairs were complicated. Make sure you watch out for your health and don’t tire yourself."
The Crown Prince calmly replied, "With your constant concern, my health will be fine."
Qi Wang responded, "The world is a big place filled with talented people. The Crown Prince is the favorite among people, naturally, you’ll have special people protecting you. When will it be my turn to look after you? I’ve been a busy body indeed."
He left after finishing his words, leaving the Crown Prince behind at the jade steps. The Prince walked down slowly and yet almost slipped. It was a eunuch who held on to him and prevented the fall.
In the hall, the Empress sat on her dragon chair as her eyes pierce through the hall as if she saw everything happening outside.
The Crown Prince’s slip showed that his mind was not at ease. If it was not for that eunuch who happened to be by his side, he would have made a fool of himself and became a laughing stock. The Empress let out an ambiguous smile and thought that her son was getting more and more interesting.
Her eyes ended up on the last two lines written on the paper, ‘No chance of meeting people to pass the secret; all will just end up as empty talk!".’ If it was not for her unshakable realization, she would have spent the whole life trying to master the Art of the Emperor. Her sovereignty and throne were all just mediums. No one knew what she really wanted.
The Crown Prince returned to the East Palace and was welcomed by Zhao Xiang. The father-son went to a quiet room and Zhao Xun can no longer hold back his laughter. Although the laugh was not loud, his satisfaction could clearly be felt.
It was the first time Zhao Xiang saw his father this happy. When Zhao Xun stopped laughing, his son asked, "Father, did something good happened?"
"I should be able to sleep well today onwards," Zhao Xun’s laughter had yet to fade as he replied his son.
Zhao Xiang responded, "Is that prescription really effective? Father, what was written on the prescription?"
Zhao Xun shook his head, "The prescription was just a bait. Thanks to it, I was able to be honest to Her Majesty. The Empress had a heart of kindness and would not take the most brutal action. Earlier today, Her Majesty ordered Qi Wang to withdraw from central administration while I can start participating in political affairs. It was a move to calm the court. Although we still need to be cautious, at least we’re quite safe within the next three to five years.
At the same time, he was greatly impressed by Shen Lian’s ability. It was Shen Lian’s sharp observation that read his mother’s true intentions and the opposition situation in the administration and solved it with a poem.
After the Empress took over the throne, she was able to calm down the rebellion of the Qinghe Jun Wang but yet the world was still full of hidden turbulence. The reason why she appointed Zhao Xun as the Crown Prince was to give some hope to the ministers and people who were in favor of the previous throne and at the same time promoted Qi Wang as a sign of warning to Zhao Xun.
This tactic of using Qi Wang was to check and balance the Crown Prince’s power, but it only increased internal friction, and cause the failure to transit some of the loyalty of previous ministers to the current era.
Now that the Empress had abolished Qi Wang’s Prime Minister position and the Crown Prince being allowed to take part in political affairs, it showed that she did not want more chaos under her rule and she intended to unify the nation.
Therefore, Zhao Xun could confidently say that he would be safe for at least the next three to five years and he would be able to sleep well. Even if Qi Wang wanted to assassinate him, Qi Wang would not yield much out of it as the only person who could decide on his life and death was the Empress. If the Empress thought of him as a hindrance, he would not be able to survive anyway.
The part where he almost slipped this morning was partially real and partially an act. It was his way of telling the Empress that everything he owns was under her control.
Unlike his father who experienced the cruel battles of the power in the palace, Zhao Xiang was not able to understand the considerations of an experienced politician. He was only able to grasp it after the Crown Prince explained thoroughly to him.
He then realized that he had underestimated his father.
He also realized that unpredictability of Shen Lian did not stop at his mysterious means, but the depth of his wisdom was beyond impressive. 
 ******
Speaking of wisdom, Shen Lian was not necessarily the smartest person on earth. Just like a game of chess, a third person would be able to have a clearer view being not involved in the game. Furthermore, he had read plenty of history literature throughout his previous and current life.
Ruoxi got influenced by her brother’s excitement and too, practiced writing. On his usual piece of paper, he wrote sixteen words, ‘Being together for too long leads to separation, being separated for too long leads to togetherness’. After writing and inspecting it, he hugged Ruoxi and gave her a kiss.
Ruoxi smirked, "I am already a big girl, don’t kiss me!"
Shen Lian replied, "Tell me about it when you’ve reach the height of my shoulders."
Ruoxi pouted and said, "You seem really happy today."
"That’s because I might have the solution to something that has been bothering me." Shen Lian smiled with a relaxed expression. Although he had yet to balance the eight energies, he found a direction to take.
Shen Lian gently places Ruoxi down. The little girl didn’t want to leave him as his scent was pleasing, just like the fresh smell of the wood and grass after rain. Sometimes she would wonder if her brother’s flesh would taste good.
Of course, Shen Lian wasn’t aware of the girl’s odd ideas.
A man dressed in servant’s outfit came by the clinic; the material of clothes he wore was somewhat particular. He had a mustache above his lips and looked average. But he had high-low eyebrows and it made him looked awkward.
His footsteps were light and it seemed that he was quite an advanced practitioner of martial arts.
He was rude as he walked in without knocking on the door.
The weird-browed man looked at Shen Lian and smiled, "Are you the owner of this clinic?"
"What do you think?" Shen Lian sized this person and deduced that he was an overconfident Jianghu expert.
"Can you really bring dead people to live?" the weird-browed man asked.
Shen Lian gave an ambiguous smile and responded, "Do you want to know?"
Weird-browed man replied, "Well, I’m curious."
Shen Lian calmly responded, "How about if I beat you to death and revive you. Then, you’ll be able to find out." Beyond his calm words lies a hint of a murderous aura.
Weird-browed man felt a sharp drop in the clinic’s room temperature. While Shen Lian’s figure continues to expand, he could not stop shrinking, as if Shen Lian transformed into a God who came down to the mortal world.


What is a Daoist Master? One that is imageless in ten directions and vanishes in the six paths; unrestrained by the three realms and the five elements.                                                                                                                                           
After a day at the clinic, Dr. Li Feng met with an accident on his way home. When he regained consciousness, Li Feng found himself in the body of a weak teenage boy who was born out of wedlock, Shen Lian. Who was the father? The mother would not tell. A scripture he found among his mother’s remnants was the only thing he knew about his father.                                                                                                    
The mother came from a wealthy and well known family. When Shen Lian was recalled back to the Shen family, he was entitled for part of the grandfather’s inheritance and businesses. Despite the grand value, Shen Lian did not take a cent with him when he decided to leave the family. Why would he leave this comfortable life behind?                                      
His journey with this new identity brought him into this new world as he travelled between realms in search of knowledge to improve his Daoist skills. As he conquered trial after trial, would he become the chosen one? Will he succeed in becoming the Daoist Master? Only time will tell.

"Hssss!"
The crowd inhaled a breath of cold air!
Composing a poem on the spot was young master Mo’s expertise!
Someone then shouted out, "I’ve heard that young master Mo managed to compose a poem in just ten steps for the Fire Emperor. Do we have the fortunes of seeing such a skill?"
Everyone started to reveal cheers of joy and anticipation.
Most of them had heard of young master Mo’s ten step poem before the Fire Nation's Emperor. If they manage to hear young master Mo compose a poem in ten steps once again, it would be a historical moment for everyone!
Once the poem was completed, it would also be a poem that would be recorded in the books of history.
Besides, young master Mo’s talents in poem are undoubted. In fact, he was so good in poetry that he was the unrivalled Poem King within Fire Nations. Anyone who could witness his ‘ten steps poem’ would be deemed to be extremely fortunate.
Madam Ya was rather astonished as well. In previous banquets, the crowd would come up with their own topics of discussion, since they would have made preparations before coming and allow others to enjoy their work. Today, young master Mo requested for her to give a topic. He clearly wanted to win some of his pride and dignity back.
Although Madam Ya felt that agreeing in this wouldn’t be fair to Xu Que, she badly wanted to witness young master Mo’s ten step poem as well.
"Regardless of whatever topic Madam Ya gives, I will be able to complete a full poem within ten steps!" Young master Mo stood up, as he readied himself. His eyes were focused as he smiled and looked at Madam Ya.
Complete a full poem within ten steps!
Madam Ya was so excited by these words that her heart was hammering in her chest. Such confidence and exquisite talents caused her to go in a daze!
For a student to compose a good poem was the ultimate test of how brilliant and knowledgeable he was. If he wasn’t the best student or the most talented, how will he ever dare to speak such big words to promise a complete poem within ten steps?
Hence, Madam Ya replied, "Alright. Since young mister Mo’s so full of confidence, I shall come up with a topic!"
As she finished, she turned her head back to look at her surroundings before looking at the sky.
At this point, the sky was gradually turning dark as if it was about to rain anytime soon!
Madam Ya smiled gently as she spoke, "Since we’re right on the brink of spring, everyone can look out and see that the clouds are dense and thick. Maybe we shall receive our first spring rain today. Let’s have spring rain as the topic. What do you think?"
Spring rain?
When the students heard this, their eyes gleamed. This wasn’t very hard!
However, even though this wasn’t a difficult topic, it would be rather hard to compose a poem within ten steps!
To most of the students present, writing a poem would always have the comfort of their own homes. They would rack their brains and think for hours on end before they produce a work that’s average at best. For someone to do it in within ten steps was practically impossible to them.
Xu Que was still standing by the side when he heard the topic of ‘spring rain’ and was elated.
Hehe... spring rain? Within my book of 300 Tang Poems, most of them can be linked to this topic. Besides, each and every poem in this book is a work of genius!
Even before Madam Ya could finish speaking her sentence, Mo Yun Shang walked out.
When he took his first step, everyone’s expression was one of surprise.
"How... How is this possible?"
"Doesn’t he even need to think?"
Even Madam Ya reacted to this in amazement. As soon as he heard the topic, he could immediately compose a poem. That was amazing. It’s no wonder he’s referred to as Poem King!
Mo Yun Shang’s eyes exuded immense confidence in his own abilities as endearing dimples were able to capture the hearts of those who heard him. Mo Yun Shan reared his head up before taking his second step, "The spring rains are as fine as dust."
Soon after, he took his third step, "While the willow trees outside, a brilliant shade of yellow."
Even before the audience could ponder over his words, he took another step forward and recited the fourth line, "Curtains entwined with the gentle wind."
He was down to his last line. Everyone held their breaths in nervous anticipation as they watched his feet. He had three steps to go. Could he complete the poem within three steps?
Indeed, the contented look on Mo Yun Shang’s face indicated that he was more than confident of achieving such a feat. He took a deep breath before finishing his last three steps. He then spoke loudly, "As the satin cloths sway in the mild breeze."
He took a total of ten steps and delivered such an amazing poem!
Clap clap clap clap…
The audience were filled with astonishment and were clearly impressed!
The sounds of applause were almost deafening.
"Great poem! What a great poem!"
"Indeed, he’s the Poem King. He could compose a brilliant poem from scratch within just ten steps.
"The spring rains are as fine as dust, while the willow trees outside, a brilliant shade of yellow. Indeed, that is the scenery we get to view at this very moment across the great lake!"
"It’s hard to imagine how talented young master Mo is. Even before the first drops of rain had descended, he’s already painted a beautiful picture of spring in our imaginations that is so lifelike!"
Several students voiced out their opinions and were filled with respect.
Tang Liu Feng was sighing as well, "The title of Poem King is indeed not in vain. Today, my eyes have been treated to a sumptuous experience!"
Madam Ya was mildly trembling as her eyes twinkled in delight. She sighed, "Young mister Mo’s poem is indeed the best poem to describe spring rain!"
"Pu!" Xu Que spat out an entire mouthful of tea on the floor, as his face contorted in disgust.
Fuck, how could this be considered ‘best poem’? Are you trying to tease me?
Indeed, when he spat out tea, he had attracted the attention of everyone again.
Mo Yun Shan turned around and glared at him, his eyes emanated an icy stare and laughed coldly, "What? Could it be that Brother Li despises my poem?"
"Gulp… It’s alright, but it isn’t even worth my despise!" Xu Que wiped away some tea water on his lips and laughed dryly.
As soon as this words were spoken, the crowd’s lips puckered in disgust.
It isn’t even worth his despise?
Fuck me! Big brother, you’re bragging a little too much here right?
The quality of this poem could even be the best in Fire Nation! And he even composed it all within ten steps. With the amount of talent it took to produce something like that, you even say that it’s not worth your despise?"
Mo Yun Shang couldn’t bear it any longer and burst out, "Since that’s the case, I wonder if brother Li has a better piece of work?"
"Me? Of course I do. Are you sure you wish to hear it?" Xu Que blinked several times as his heart roared with happiness. This humble subject didn’t wish to act tough, but you forced me to. I shall oblige you. Looks like sometimes, even when I don’t wish to act tough, the career catches me off guard! So, don’t blame me for putting on a good show!
The crowd looked at his face and had to suppress the inner urge to rush forward and beat his stinking face. Their hearts were filled with disgust and repulse for him.
A student then cleared his throat, "Young master Mo composed his poem in ten steps. If you can really compose a poem, it still won't mean that you’re more talented than him!"
"Hehe… did you say ten steps?" Xu Que laughed coldly before shaking his head, "To me, that poem was utter trash!"
"You… What did you say?"
"The audacity! How outrageous! You dare to lose your mannerisms and speak in such a way!"
"If a ten step poem is too easy for you, are you going to compose a poem in seven steps?"
The crowd was enraged when they heard this and that Mo Yun Shan was truly being treated unjustifiably.
The ten steps poem was extremely difficult and he even managed to compose such a high quality poem, but you actually called it trash?
"Boom!"
Xu Que slammed the tea cup heavily on the table, as he smiled out, "Seven steps poem? What’s the big deal with that? But I have to apologize. This humble subject won’t just compose one poem in ten steps. Instead… I shall compose ten poems in ten steps!"


I am the best when it comes to taking divergent paths. With just a flip of my hand, I shall take the path less commonly travelled. I search far and wide, only to find myself unbeatable and unrivaled. So now I ask, who else can match my awesomeness? 

Acting tough is second nature to me and I am a lone wolf.
 
The road is long and winding but I shan’t feel lonely as long as I am able to act tough!


Life and death bore me and I do whatever I deem fit.

“Young man, way back when I started acting tough, you were still learning how to put on your underpants!” Xu Que thus decided to take the path of acting tough. He decided to act tough every single god-damned day. If he wasn’t acting tough, he was scheming for the best way to act tough!  

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