A simple boy from a simple tribe travels between dimensions by accident. As he progress towards his path a new portal of immense knowledge opens for him about the various dimensions and their secrets. Now the main mission he follow is to go back to the world he once resides in along with the system which he gains along his journey.

Do you want to travel the world and unravel it's mysteries?

Do you want to carve a path of your own legend?

Do you want to walk the path of a demon king?

Do you want to walk the path of an immortal?
Then welcome to the white raven, a world full of mysteries and magic.

Do you want to be a devil?

Do you want to be the king of hell?

Then welcome to the chaos, a world full of slaughter and killing. 
A world full of bloodthirsty monster and evils.

A normal person's go-to reaction in such a moment was to run hastily away lest one get crushed by the falling object. Alas, neither Eevie nor Mona reacted in such a manner. 
Eevie stood where she was without even a twitch of fear on her face as if accepting death by crushing was how she was going to leave this world. 
Mona though acted even more leisurely than Eevie if that was even possible. He curled into himself and used his hind leg to scratch his head. His face scrunched up cutely like this was the most comfortable thing ever. Perhaps one could ascribe the lack of his fear to the fact that he was merely a cat and had no clue what was really happening. 
The female customer remained in a trance seated on the sofa. The poor soul was probably going to perish without knowing what hit her. Perhaps this was why neither Mona nor Eevie was going to escape? They felt sorry for causing the innocent woman's lives so they stayed as a sign of solidarity? Although one suspect that could quite possibly be the truth. 
The falling object came closer and closer. Upon a closer inspection, one could see that the top, bottom and the four walls of the object was semi-transparent. It felt like one was looking through a rectangular box surrounded by all sides with dark blue tinted glass.
The box was the size of a small room, incidentally, by design or by luck, it was the same size as Eevie's office in the sense that the four sides of the box lined up perfectly with the four walls of the office. In other words, it would be a very tight squeeze.
Instead of a loud boom, the box landed with a soft shuffle. Instead of being crushed, Eevie merely phased through the room. When she opened her eyes, the room was how it was, everything was where it should be but there was simply a blue hue in front of everything. It was as if she was looking at everything with a blue-coloured glasses on. 
However, there were notable exceptions. For one, Eevie's own self was her natural human color and Mona maintained his lustrous sheen. It was as if the world was split into two dimensions, the inside, that wasn't coloured in blue and the rest was the outside. 
Another handy way of differentiating between the two was everything inside could still move freely, exemplified by how Mona stretched and bounded out of the blue box, disappearing into God knows where. 
Everything outside seemed frozen in time. The second-hand of the clock on the wall had stopped moving. Even the lady on the sofa seemed more frozen in space. 
Eevie turned towards the other conspicuous feature in the box, a futon of sorts that was next to one of the walls. A thick and fluffy pile of mattress was lying on top of it. It was definitely inside the box based on the eggshell white color of the mattress and the fact it was rising and falling steadily like someone was asleep underneath it.

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The black cab speeds along the highway back to what I assume would be The Gallant's Rest. I wince in pain as I lean back against the passenger seat in an attempt to relax. What a night. Not something that I am eager to experience again. 

"Hey. If you are able to heal me, why didn't you close up this giant gash in my side just now?" I ask The Voice.

"I did not heal your injuries. I merely stopped the bleeding and injected some of my power into you. As we speak, Mr Gallant's lacerated kidney is leaking urine into his bloodstream. It is only because of my power that toxic shock has not occurred and both you and Mr Gallant remain alive." The Voice states. 

My face pales at once. You mean I am still in danger here? Urine getting into the blood sounds like a serious problem. "So how are we supposed to deal with this problem?" I ask in an agitated tone, "Are you taking me to a hospital now?"

The Voice laughs at my distress, "Stay calm. The room is my place of power. Once Mr Gallant's body has been returned there, I will undo all the damage that it has experienced in the course of tonight's misadventure. I will also return you to your home dimension. So be at ease Transmigrator."

"A room above a bar and lounge is your place of power?" I disbelievingly ask The Voice. No way. No way a deity can be this pathetic.

"Yes." The Voice affirms. Full points for honestly at least. 

"Do you have any worshipers, temples, churches and the like dedicated to you? Any priesthood? Holy books?"

A moment of awkward silence. "No." The Voice finally responds. 

This is good. This is way too good. I think I have finally gotten a handle on what kind of deity The Voice is. Not some powerful elder god, that's for sure. I begin sniggering to myself at the revelation.

"Are you a forgotten god?" I ask. 

Sullen silence is the only response I receive as the cab continues its journey through the night. 

.....

The cab finally pulls up before The Gallant's Rest. Rest is something that I could use right now. 

"Return to the room and lie down on the mattress. Once you do that, I will begin the process of returning you to your dimension and restoring Mr Gallant's body." The Voice breaks its silence as I climb out of the cab. 

As I pull myself up the spiral staircase, I feel the pain in my side growing by the moment. Nausea also begins to creep up on me. Whatever treatment The Voice administered must be starting to wear off. My time in this world is coming to an end. I just have one more question that needs to be answered. 

"Why was I chosen?" I ask The Voice as I reenter the room for what I hope is the final time.

"Both you and Mr Gallant threw up on yourselves at the exact same moment when drunk." The Voice says with relish. 

What. 

"Such moments generate what is referred to in metaphysics as synchronicity, providing what would otherwise be an innocuous event great mystic significance. The fate of the world, literally being borne on two mouthfuls of expel. The Host and Legion would be gravely humiliated if they knew." 

Come again? Puke? The fate of the world?

"When the expel sprayed across yours and Mr Gallant's clothes, at that moment, for a single suspended second in time, the distance between our respective dimensions was reduced to nothing. You and Mr Gallant were standing upon the crossroads of reality and throwing up all over it."

OK Voice. You are enjoying this way too much now. This is for me calling you a forgotten god isn't it?

"I reached out through the mess that both of you had created and pulled your soul here. I trusted that any man who could stand upon the crossroads of reality would have what it took to complete the mission I had in mind. So now you know." The Voice concludes with barely concealed delight. 

As I lie down onto the mattress, a gale of laughter spreads through me. Puke was what saved the world. Puke was what saved the Hero. Its really too much to bear. 

"Then," I gasp between rounds of laughter, "There really was no choice in the matter of my summoning? It was my destiny to be summoned and Gallant's destiny to be my host?"

The Voice goes completely silent again. What did I say wrong this time?

When The Voice finally manages to speak , it is with a clear undertone unease. "There is something I need to investigate urgently. I have already removed the bindings that keep you on this world. Safe journey Transmigrator."

The line goes dead.

A fog descends upon my mind. My vision blurs. I no longer feel the pain of my wounds. In fact I no longer feel anything, its as if I have been cut off from my body. 

And then everything goes dark.

Trapped in a world not my own. Facing a destiny never meant to pass. Dealing with a hero doomed to defeat. Which will end first, this world or my life?

The Transmigator, a being deployed from beyond the boundaries of this reality, must undo the will of Fate itself, to save both himself and the world. 

There is only The Voice of a god and the strength in your own hands.

The spider experiment was going well. In front of the young mage was a spider the size of an apple. It seemed stable and had survived a minute after being born. The spider moved about the table exploring its environment. It didn't seem afraid of him. It would let him touch it and pick it up from the table. Albie left the spider to its business as he put another few spider eggs in the blood and repeated the process, he had used to make the first. Four spiders crawled out of the jar of blood. 

 He hoped at least one was a different gender before casting a spell that would make domesticated animals eager to reproduce. One spider seemed to be a man and did its business before his mate ate him. 

 A spell was then cast on her and she quickly laid eggs. The female died soon after giving birth. Spider reproduction seemed very unforgiving to Albie, Ignoring his part in the process. The book Sculpting Life had described ways to force animals to maturity using blood stones. Albie was once again using his own life force instead of a blood stone, but he could feel how the bees felt about the spiders and decided against sacrificing hiss killing bees for the creation of the spiders. 

 He hatched two of the eggs to see two apple sized spiders grow in a matter of seconds. The young spiders seemed afraid of him and tried to flee from the large predator. The spiders were not quick enough, and the life force was rapidly drained from them. 

 The young mages theory was that being born in a jar of his blood bound the spiders to him. Perhaps they were born with bloodstones inside them. It was an interesting theory but dissecting the spiders looking for a small bloodstone would have to wait. He dumped a pinch more spider eggs into the blood jar and began to grow the spiders again. 

 Long hairy legs rose from the jar touching the table. The legs squirmed and pulled as the blood and spider spilled out of the jar that had filled rapidly with spiders. The panicking spider legs flailed and pushed against the ground tipping and shaking the jar before the overflowing vessel stopped moving. The legs gone limp. Dead spider and blood pressed against the glass jar. 

 Albie left the lab to fetch a larger vessel for his experiment. The hallway was full of bees making nests on every surface of the upper hallways. The floor has covered in the remains of insects and small animals the carnivorous bees could not eat. 

The lurker slumped in the entry way staring at the charred woman. Its bony head twisting over its shoulder to look at him the same way an owl might. The undead lost interest quickly and looked back at the corpse.
Albie entered the kitchen and found a large soup pot. He took the tool back up the stairs were the carnivore bees presented him with three living rats he drained of life. He returned a bit of it to make the bees new larva grow faster before entering the lab again. 

His hunger unsatisfied he cut his wrist and bled into the pot until it was a quarter full before healing himself. He felt woozy and his heartbeat furiously. The loss of so much blood almost throwing his body into shock if not for using his life force to quickly replace what was lost. He held onto the counter to support his wobbling legs. 

The voices of Bags and Scab resounding in his mind having sensed his distress. Scab seeming exited and Bags panicked. 

He brushed the two minds off and began the next round of experiments. He added the spider eggs to the blood and channeled the life force into the pot. Long legs covered in brown hair reached out of the pot and pulled the bodies of spiders the size of a small dogs. The spiders took a few steps from the pot before their legs bent and snapped under their large size. The new spider was a better size but needed tweaking. Albie dumped the rest of the original spider nest into the pot and grew a small swarm of apple spiders. He released tried to give ordered to the tiny spiders the same way he would talk to his bees. Most chose to ignore his commands. They did not fear him as a predator or look at him as prey. Most spiders in the room ignores him. He ordered the six spiders that would listen into enchanted jars. He sealed them with silver lids before devouring all the other spiders in the room. The spider shook and cracked before becoming lifeless shells. 

Albie called on the bees to clean up. The carnivore bees flooded the room dragging the dead spiders out. They eyed the jar in the mages hand before leaving. A gift of another two rats left in the room. Albie consumed the life force gratefully. He looked at the apple spiders in their jars. They were spiders who would take orders from a mage. Hopefully their offspring would as well. They were very valuable children and were released to wander the lab as the pleased. They all took to setting up webs in different corners. He would call on them latter. For now, he had to perfect the next largest spider. Something hearty enough to snare a man. Is caught alone he bet he could do it with a spider the size of a shepherd dog. He would have to bread them to be more social. 

He called two of his apple spiders to his side where he cast breading magic on the pair. Soon enough he was down two spiders but had a grate deal of eggs. 

He hatched the eggs in his blood again filling the room once more with apple spiders. He ordered the ones who would listen to leave out the window. About fifty of the thousand spiders did as instructed. The rest were drained of life. Albie felt starved. The life force he gave he did not all come back. 

The mage wondered why creating life was more taxing than taking it back. He thought it strange that the life force had escaped. Did some slip over the border. If so, were did the life energy come from. 

Albie looked outside to see the sun setting. He was starving after his experiments and had not even finished. He grabbed the walking musket off the wall and began to limp downstairs. Albie ordered the spiders to trap and gather for him. He called on the ten sisters to help him hunt tonight. As he limped down the stairs, he saw Bags sitting on the rail eyeing the lurker. 

"Bed," Thought the rat to her master.

"Okay," said Albie turning down the hall. "Lurker I need something moved." 

The dead man looked at the mage its head twisting so its jaw was above its eyes before running to the shadows. 

"oh yeah!" shouted Albie after the fleeing corpse. "leave it to the starving cripple! Dead beat!"

"Bed?" asked Bags.

"I'm working on it," responded Albie entering the first hospital room on the ground floor. He ordered the Sisters to help him move the blood-stained Mattress. The ten dog sized bees and one human lifted and carried the bed to the kitchen where they dropped it on the floor. Bags jumped on top of the cotton mattress and began chewing a hole into the top.

The fact that a person had been rotting into the mattress for two weeks didn't seem to discourage the rat in the slightest.

"Comfy cozy nest!" squeaked the rat.

"Glad you like it," said Albie "You want to stay here tonight?"

The young mage didn't get a response. The little rat was already asleep.

He smiled as he limped out of the kitchen. Bags was a simple creature. He left the hospital evening was settling in. the sounds of hoofs on stone echoed through the streets. The young mage looked over the garden in front of him and thought to himself. I could eat a horse.

Albi a life mage done wrong will Seek to avenge himself on the kingdom that has destroyed his home.

Universe 7

In an undetermined place in the universe 7... Away from all kinds of intelligent life...

A huge, muscular, half-naked young man with green hair... appeared out of nowhere...

Obviously he was Broly, who months earlier had created an ambassadorship there to return to the universe 7 easily at any time.

He didn't have a bioarmour like the Frost Demon or Hit, which allowed them to survive in outer space... but it seemed that the thin green layer of energy that covered him... replicated that function.

This was a technique that Broly got with his first wish with the Dragon Balls of the planet Earth... and that he continued to perfect over the years... allowing him to stay in perfect conditions in the void of space while he had enough energy.

At the same time, he also created a protective barrier around thousands of kilometres similar to that of Babidi... which allowed to hide his Ki... in the same way that Babidi did on earth to hide from the Z Warriors and the Kai's.

[Mmmm, it feels good to be in your own universe ...

Although the Kais of this universe are more inept, and the God of Destruction is always sleeping at the most important moments...

Whatever, time to collect the fruits that I have sown ... but before]

Broly brought his hand to his butt and it illuminated intensely and intermittently...
Seconds later, the tail that had been cut (and was still in the Formless Realm for further destruction ... or to frame it) ... grew back.

Broly touched his tail from top to bottom and moved it from one side to the other and trained her in different ways (see this cute reference https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vF9cb2RYy9o)

When he checked that his tail was in perfect condition he examined his body ... when he found that he was exactly the same as before curing his tail... sighed in relief...

Broly hand't healed before because he didn't know if having a tail could interfere with his Super Saiyan transformation... since in the canon history nobody had never seen a Super Saiyan with a tail.

And while hugging and caressing his tail he said to himself "Oh ... my tail, my beautiful tail ... we will never separate again...

Your little brother in front felt so alone without you...

It was impossible for me to balance ... I always decanted slightly forward
HAHAHAHA

Well ... enough of penis jokes...

It is time to test if it is possible to combine the transformations"

Broly, still transformed into Legendary Super Saiyan Full Power ... started his transformation in True Saiyan.

However, contrary to what used to happen with that transformation... his muscles didn't increase... rather the opposite.

His muscles begin to diminish, in the same way that he also did his size ... adopting a similar size but more muscular than he had in his first state of super Saiyan Fulll Power... and his green hair turned black again ... and his green Jagan. ... lit up with a strange green glow ... similar to the blue glow of his right eye.

Because the True Saiyan form offered a much stronger body, physical changes such as disproportionate muscle gain and different colored hair didn't occur.

[As in my theory ... however]

However, the power multiplier he had now didn't correspond to the one he theorized...

The combat multiplier of the Legendary Super Saiyan Full Power was 24.000 ... if the True Saiyan multiplied the power by 10... then the True Legendary Super Saiyan Full Power should be 240.000, but...

It wasn't like that, it was much less... according to his calculations, this transformation had a multiplier of 15,000... a multiplier much lower than his previous transformation...

However, Broly didn't panic, as he understood the reason behind this disappointment.

"As I theorized ... the tail creates incompatibilities with the trigger of the Super Saiyan transformation… and at the same time the transformation True Saiyan creates incompatibilities with the transformation itself ... That is why I have returned to my phase of Super Saiyan Full Power...

If I were a normal Super Saiyan my multiplier would be 500, resulting from the combination of Super Saiyan (50) and the Oozaru (10), creating what is known as the Super Saiyan 4... Or as I call him... True Super Saiyan...

In Drabon Ball GT, Goku after some training, adaptation and the power of the suitability of the script... he managed to multiply his strength in the battle against Omega Shenron... reaching what I believe was the True Super Saiyan 2 (100 X 10)...

So... even if they are incompatible or rather ... difficult to combine ... it is possible to reach a higher level.

I still have a lot of room for improvement... It's a shame, but I'll need to work hard to combine my transformations...

For now it is not as powerful as my Legendary Super Saiyan Full Power, but...

It allows me other very succulent advantages...

Let's test how my two "Invasions" work at the same time"

His Jagan and right eye shone at once... one with a green light and the other with blue light
Broly in True Super Saiyan Full Power concentrated his Formless Realm to the maximum and activated his "Invasion"… as it should be in outer space.

However, if someone at hundreds of miles looked in the direction where Broly was... he could appreciate that the light around him seemed to have curved... as if there was a huge gravitational field around him that subtly deformed it...

At the same time, it seemed as if the image of Broly had frozen... as if it was paused ... or at least that's what it looked like ... It wasn't Broly who was paused, but the time around him... 

So it looked like if he didn't move for the outsiders, even if he was the only one not affected by that slowing down of time.

This was the ability Broly used to face Hit during his long fight on Sadala Planet to increase gravity, transformed into True Saiyan...

At the same time this was also the ability that Broly used to face Hit and Champa to slow down the time when he was transformed into Super Saiyan...

This is his ability "Invasion", which varied in effect depending on the transformations that were active...

Or rather... the Realm that he had activated... which were reflected in his eyes
Invading with his different Realms the dimensions that superimpose it... imposing its laws on those same ones.

Each eye represents a Realm ...

Each Realm represents an aspect of reality that Broly can control in his dimensions

Every aspect of that reality can be manifested in the normal world through a different transformation

Each transformation is reflected in the eyes of Broly as a glare of different color.

Each color ... represents a different effect that you can use with "Invasion"


…


The first Realm that Broly created was the Formless Realm which resided in his Jagan ...

Before Formless Realm there wasn'thing ... until space was created as the first proof of its existence...

Since the only thing that existed in the Real Formless was space... and that Broly's first transformation was the True Saiyan... Transformed into True Saiyan and with a green glow in his Jagan... Could activate Invasion

Broly with these conditions is able to impose the space laws of his Formless Realm and control the space around him ... and those impositions were in all the dimensions close to him (including Hit dimension)

Among many of the skills he could use with this skill ... the most characteristic and used was his passive ability, which allowed to increase the gravity using the manipulation of space.

According to this theory, gravity is caused by a curvature in space

These curvatures occur mainly when an object with a large enough compressed mass exists in space.
This curvature will cause objects with a mass and speed lower than this object… to be trapped within that gravitational field.

With this Broly was able to increase that curvature by imposing it on the space around him, increase the gravity depending on how much he concentrated his Formless Realm...

The maximum possible that could increase was the gravity to which Broly has been able to support for 9 minutes or more... Before reaching universe 6, the maximum he reached was 900 times Earth's gravity... being the only one not affected by that condition


…


The second Realm that Broly created was the Form Realm, which he created in the two years he spent in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

In that time Broly using the information obtained with the magical abilities that he had obtained, the investigation on the time machine of Dr. Omori and to the temporary difference that existed inside the room...

Broly was able to create a Realm where he had absolute control of time ... although for certain conditions, such as not having obtained his Super Saiyan... he hand't yet been able to enter, despite being his absolute master and creator.

The Invasion ability of this Realm was activated by the use of the S Cells... or rather... in the Super Saiyan state... reflected in his right eye as a blue glow.

The Form Realm using the Formless Realm as a medium ... projected the temporal abilities to the outer dimensions to impose his laws.

The passive ability of this skill was to slow down the time depending on the concentration of the Formless Realm... even stopping it completely.

The slowdown depends mainly on the concentration and power of the person within the area.

It wasn't necessary to fully concentrate the Formless Realm to completely stop the time of someone like King Sadala ... while it was necessary to concentrate it to the maximum to slow down Champa a bit... while it had no effect on Vados.

Both passive abilities, despite having their differences, both used the concentration of Formless Realm to impose their laws on the dimensions on which they have contact...

Something similar to the pressure exerted by water on living beings when they dive…


…


"Great ... I'll have to work harder on my other dimensional skills...

Another one of my many things to improve...

However, this transformation despite having less power ... for now ... with these skills may be more interesting than the Legendary Super Saiyan Full Power...

Transformation that I will also have to improve...

I have so much to do...

Good luck I have time to spare before Saga Z begins..." Broly said as he pushed back his Invasions... extinguishing that brightness in his two of three eyes.

Broly moved away a little more towards the emptiness, stopped emitting energy disproportionately and after verifying that there was no one around him… he opened his hands and in front of him...

Seven orange objects of planetary size of with red stars in their interior appeared instantaneously...

[Wow, I've released a lot of space in my Formless Realm ... it's like when I emptied my hard drive  of pornography... in the previous life...

HAHAHAA]

"It is better to hurry with my wish... before someone realizes that I have stolen the Super Dragon Balls ... the Dragon Balls capable of granting any wish.

Let begin!"
 
Broly in the language of the gods said "Super Shenron come out and grant me my wish chonmague"

A few seconds later... the red stars began to glow brightly ... and they moved, placing themselves in an hexagonal way with the four-star Dragon ball in the middle

After that the Dragon Ball began to shine with an impressive force ... they seemed to shine as much as a supernova…

From that explosion of light appeared a titanic dragon witha pure yellow color with a gold tone on his body… he has bright crimson eyes, large bat wings instead of the feathery ones around the species he has been designed from, coincidently has no legs, and spikes around his tail. 

He is incomprehensibly large, shown to be many times more colossal than the multiple amount of galaxies between Universes 6 and 7… this was the Super Shenron, without question the largest and most powerful Eternal Dragon in the entire Dragon Ball Saga

Broly impressed by the great visual spectacle and imposing aparence of the Super Shenron 

"Wow... this is real fucking dragon... and not the lizard of the earth... although it lacks some muscle…
Whatever…

…

….

Super Shenron
My wish is..."


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Author

Sorry for not being able to publish a daily chapter but it is being impossible

Lately I don't have time

To give you an idea:

I leave home at 07:00 am and I return from work at 9:00 pm... And I have to prepare dinner, do things at home and prepare the work for the next day

These weeks are being difficult 😩

I died... who cares?

Now I have  the opportunity to reach beyond the gods ... of destruction

Yes… 

Due to the bad luck of dying, to the good luck of dying at the right moment, to be deceived by a god almost on top of the realities and know how to bargain with him…

I was able to reincarnate in the body of the Legendary Super Saiyan Broly

However, unlike him, I will take the reins of my own destiny.

In addition, this time not only has anger and muscles

...

I understand the structure of this universe ... and of the entire multiverse.

I know its entire immensity

I know how insignificant I have been ... and how insignificant I am still.

I don’t plan to feel that way again…

HaHaHa Gods?

Wait for me Beerus

Wait for me Daishinkan.

Wait for me  Zeno.

I WILL BE ABOVE ALL OF YOU!

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This is a work of fiction that draws heavily upon the original source material of Dragon Ball. Please support the official release and know I claim no ownership or credit regarding the existence of pre-existing characters or content.

PDT: Read the manga of Dragon Ball Super, the history has more sense

Anyone who could construct a stable Spell Model could become a Wizard — that was the Wizards' ultimate secret! Having been given a new life as the son of an aristocrat and armed with a super quantum computer from his past life, Spell Models game as easily as breathing to Merlin. With this overwhelmingly huge advantage, would Merlin become the greatest Grand Wizard of all time?

After the feast is over, my mind is full of joy and happiness. Although my body feels tired after cooking and feast reception, but its worth for what I got tonight. My father in law pat my shoulder while smile wide
"Son, you don't disappoint me. This night feast is successful and the guests praising your cook"
"It's also because Ming Er and brother He helping me, father, without their help I don't know if I can cook this much for the feast"
"Hahaha, alright. You must be tired after all this feast and the preparation. You should go rest. Hmm…right, where you should sleep. Wife, did guest room ready?"
Before Ming Er mother have a chance to answer, Ming Er already take my hand and drag me away
"Dad, he's my husband, of course, he should sleep with me"
After saying that she drags me to her room, accompany with laughter from her father, mother, and brother.
When we arrive in Ming Er's room, she's helping me changing clothes. After taking off the robe and accessories that I use during the feast until only singlet and pant remain. After that Ming Er take time to change her clothes as well. I set on the edge of the bed, scrutinize the room things. It's an ordinary girl room, neat and clean, with some dolls and books on the shelf, dressing table with mirror, cosmetic, and woman accessories on it, closet where Ming Er keep her clothes, small table with its chair, a bed where I'm currently sitting at, clothes hanger, an audio player with some CDs. It's a room that can you see everywhere.
After put the hair ornament on the table, remove the hairpin, Ming Er takes off her qipao and after folding it into a neat stack she put it on the table, along with the hair ornament. What makes me dumbfounded is she also take off her bra and panty before she put a long sleeping gown on her body
"Wifey, are you not wearing underwear?"
"Silly Hubby, I make you can access them easier, don't you like it? Besides, you should learn how to unhook a bra in a short time. Here, learn it"
Ming Er laughs mischievously while throwing the bra that she just wears to me. I catch the bra that she throws to me, but not to learn how to unhook it, instead start to sniff it. There is still some warmth remains in the bra and feminine scent of my wife. Seeing I'm not learning how to unhook bra but sniffing it make Ming Er face blushing
"Hubby! I told you to learn to unhook it not sniffing it. Give it back!"
After said that she tries to snatch her back from my hand, but I hide it in my back while lean my back to backward, which make her hand only grasp empty air. Because she uses a bit forced to snatch it, this failed grasp make her body unstable and fall down on my body. I wrap my hand over her slim waist to make her not move from my body and sniffing her face that closes with my face. My action makes her face become redder.
"Hubby…mmmm… don't sniff me like that. I'm a bit sweaty after that feast"
"That's okay wifey, I like your smell. It's fresh and full feminine scent of my beloved woman"
My sniffing stop when my nose meets her nose and our lip met to each other. We're in passionate kisses for a moment
"Hubby, I also like your smell. It's different from any smell I know. It's not fragrant or fresh, but…."
"But what wifey?"
"It's smell delicious. Like the food that you cook. Make me want to eat it"
"Aren't you already 'eat' me twice this morning wifey? In the bathroom and our room floor?"
She giggling and start at pinching me
"Hubby! You meanie! This is your punishment"
And she continues to pinching me in all my reachable body. But not that hurt pinching, instead of light pinching which makes me tickles. We laugh together while I'm trying to evade her pinching, which is hard to do since she laid over my body.
"Aw aw aw…okay okay…aw, I'm surrender…aw… stop it wifey"
Finally, she stops pinching me after I manage to hold her hand. We look at each other eyes and start to kissing again. After we finish kissing, I ask her
"Wifey, do you want to do 'that' again?"
"We can do it again later hubby, besides I know you very tired after this cooking and feast thing. Let's just rest tonight, I'm also tired with that"
Ah, my lovely wife! She understands me well and not selfishly push her wants to me. So I make her stand up to be able to lay down in bed properly. But after I look at the size of the bed, it smaller than the bed in my house which enough for two people sleep together. This Ming Er's bed although big enough for one person, but if used for two people is barely enough. Our side already in bedside when we lay down together in this bed. Seeing this, Ming Er look at me with an apologetic look,
"Sorry hubby, I'll get a spare mattress to sleep with"
But before she able to step out of the room, I already grasp her hand to stop her
"Wait, no need for that"
"But hubby, the bed is too small for two of us lay together in there"
"It's okay. I know how to solve this problem"
I lay down my back in the middle of the bed and after that spread my hand
"Come wifey, come to your mattress"
Ming Er blushing when see this but not refusing. After nodded she climb to the bed and crawling over my body before resting her head on my shoulder and her body on my chest.
"Do you like your mattress, wifey?"
"Um, the warmest mattress I ever had, hubby. But…Am I not heavy to you?"
"No, not at all. besides, when your belly starts to bulging a couple months later, you can't sleep like this you know?"
"Hubby…until that time comes…can I sleep like this every night?"
"Of course, I would love to. Now let's get some sleep"
"Um. My hubby is the best in the world"
After saying that she closed her eyes and start to sleep while I still caressing her hair when hug her sleeping. It seems being hugged and had her hair caressing make Ming Er can sleep quickly. In a couple minutes later a soft snore like a kitten already comes from her mouth. I look at her peaceful sleeping face before I also close my eyes.
What I don't know is, the next room from Ming Er room is her parent room and when we're flirting with each other, there's a pair of ear eavesdrop behind the wall.
"Husband, it's not good to eavesdrop on your own daughter"
Ming Er mother warn her husband that doing eavesdrop. But Ming Er's father did not stop, he makes a quiet sign and waves his wife to come to him. Curious with what her husband heard, Ming Er mother also come closer to the wall and listened as well
"You hear that wife?"
"Yes, husband. I hear that I can hear our daughter laugh happily"
"Thank God. Finally, she can laugh like that. She looks very sad and depressed before, and now she regains her happiness back"
"Um. Our daughter married a good man"
"Okay wife, we already hear what we want to hear. Let's go to rest as well" 
After knowing their daughter is happy, there are no more worries on Ming Er's parent's mind. Their burdens of having their daughter pregnant without husband lifted from them and make them feel relieved.

You Ben is a talented young cook in Shi Kingdom. But because of vicious intrigue within the palace, he lost his life in tragic death, followed by his family member.
When he’s opened his eyes, he’s already in someone else body. Someone with the same name as him, You Ben, a small restaurant owner in He Xing city, thousand years ahead from when he died.
Inherit the previous owner memory, You Ben found that the previous owner dies because drown in drinking habit because of his restaurant that once a popular restaurant, plummet in the bottom of food business by dirty tricks that made by his rival, which make him depressed.
Cherishing his second life, You Ben steeled his mind to rejuvenate the previous owner restaurant and bring his cooking skill to renowned in the world.

Genre : Romance with mature content.
Story wrote in the slow pace if you can't wait, sorry, this is my way of writing.

Three weeks ago. In a distant galaxy.

If you saw that galaxy from a distant place, you could see a beautiful color that varied slightly between a green and a blue trout. That galaxy was called "La Esmeralda" due to its emerald green color. 
The Emerald galaxy opened the interest of the Federation to explore it, due to its strange planets that are believed to possess exotic resources of various types. But due to its remoteness, the Federation has not been able to devote much time to exploring it.
Within that galaxy, a lone ship traveled through space. It was a ship of the frigate type belonging to the Space Navy of the Federation. It was the F-034 Sinsheim.

The space frigates are one of the most common and numerous ships within the arsenal of the Federation Space Naval Force.
They are not the most powerful ships category, but they have a high versatility to perform different tasks. As the escort, surveillance, exploration, support, etc ...
The size of these ships may vary slightly, as well as their armament and transport capacity.
The Sinsheim belongs to the 80091 class of multipurpose space frigates. This series of frigates were made to be multi-role.
They are fast, maneuverable, capable of transporting equipment and troops, and have enough weaponry to annoy any enemy ship.

Currently,  the Sinsheim is entrusted with the mission of exploring a planet  designated  48234104 (Brown Sugar), within the 59340482 system.
The planet was called so not because it is full of sugar, but because of its light brown color similar to brown sugar.
According to some images of reconnaissance and three-dimensional scanners of the terrain, there have been indications that some civilization has inhabited the planet in the past.
In turn, it is expected that this planet is full of all kinds of known and unknown minerals. That aroused the interest of the scientists and military of the Federation.
Time later the Sinsheim arrived to the designated destiny.

. . . . .

On board the bridge, one could witness a certain tranquility. The bridge was lightly lit, mostly the lights came from the multiple LCD screens and the various holographic images scattered throughout the room.
There were not many people present, this is because all the systems are automated by AI. Basically, all the ships of the  Federation Space Navy  have an AI that facilitates the operations of the ships. This includes the Sinsheim, of course.
"How is going everything?" Asked a voice.
That voice came from the person who just entered the control  and operations room. He was a man who was in his 30-40 years old. He wore the traditional dark naval uniform of the Federation, his height was the average, about 180cm, his skin was of a Mediterranean tone and had a slight beard on his cheek. 
His mere presence engendered confidence and authority.
That man was Commander Azcacibar, commanding the Sinsheim.

"Captain on the bridge!" the next voice was the artificial voice coming from the AI of the ship.
"We are currently orbiting about 600km on Brown Sugar, the team of scientists are located at the following coordinates ..." said one of the crew inside the bridge.
"I suppose they will be collecting all kinds of samples, who accompany them?" Said Captain Azcacibar.
"They are accompanied by a hybrid platoon of support and recognition to ensure the protection of the camp in the area." Another crew member answered on the bridge.

When referring to the term "hybrid", it means that a military or civil unit is composed of both humans and other entities. Whether they are androids, autonomous drones, or people of other races. In this case, it is a platoon formed by humans and androids.
The army of the Federation is composed mostly of humans and autonomous androids of different types. But it also receives the support of some friendly space civilizations.
The federation since its inception, has devoted decades of studies of scientific and technological developments to reach the current level of civilization. Humans are already able to travel through space at light speeds, create temporary space tunnels to shorten the travels to distant places, create machines that are increasingly more advanced than the previous ones, the application of nano technology and much more ...
The search and colonization of planets is part of these advances.

"Exactly where are they located?"
"Right now they are exploring some ruins 14 kilometers from the camp, sir."
When the planet was discovered, the reconnaissance satellites found certain ruins abandoned all over the planet. That opened the curiosity of scientists to explore the planet despite being located in a galaxy outside the jurisdiction of the Federation. But that did not prevent the formation of a special team of geologists and scientists accompanied by military personnel of the Federation.

"They are taking their time, it's been 12 days since we arrived." Azcacibar said with a sigh.
"According to the data for the investigation of this mission, the team of scientists and geologists will spend about 14 days collecting all kinds of information on the surface."
"Only 48 more hours and then we can get out of this boredom."
"I hope that in the end they do not end up sending us to another faraway place, even though we can do space jumps, to spend a lot of time in this can be exhausting."
"Pfffffffffff"
The captain and the members of the crew on board the control room began to analyze all the information of the mission with interest. Some began to complain with humor since they are not accustomed to carry out this type of missions in faraway places.
But you could not do much. That was a mission of military scientific degree that the Federation has planned long ago and the sinsheim was in charge of carrying out such an exploration task.

ACHTUNG! ACHTUNG!  SLIPSPACE ANOMALY DETECTED!

An alarm sounded throughout the room while the crew discussed the information with the captain about the mission.
That was the "Slipspace" anomaly alarm, which means that a space-time tunnel would emerge near the area.
"Pio-06 what's wrong?" asked Captain Azcacibar in a moderate and calm tone.
"The systems have detected the appearance of a dimensional space hole produced by an unidentified ship in the next distance.  Something seems to be coming towards us."
That voice came from Pio-06, the AI of the frigate Sinsheim. It was a male voice that spoke mechanically.
"Can you identify what type of ship it is?"
"Negative. I have only been able to detect the appearance of the portal, Capitan, the portal will open in 3.3 seconds."

All the ships of the Federation are equipped with a wide variety of sensors and detection systems that allow the tracking of all kinds of objects over long distances. Some ships have even galactic scope telescopes.

"Prepare level 1 security protocols.  All crew members to respective positions!"
That was the orders given by Commander Azcacibar. Due to the limited information on the situation, it was expected that certain rules and security measures would be activated.
While everyone was preparing in their posts, a huge hole appeared in front of the Sinsheim. 
That hole could be seen with the naked eye, but also was on the radar screens in turn there was a holographic simulation of the portal.

"Attention! Three unidentified ships approaching!"
From the portal came three ships of non-human aspect, those ships had the same color and were huge. Two of them were the same size, while the third was 10 times larger in dimensions than the others.
"That appearance. Pio-06, can you identify what kind of ships they are?"
"According to the data on ships not belonging to the Federation, and analyzing the dimensions and structure of those ships, they may have a draconian origin.
Everyone inside the room was silent, it was a cold and pointy silence.
"Display the data on the operating table!"

Holographic images of the three ships were visible to everyone inside the bridge. Some of its dimensions and other characteristics were shown.
The largest ship was a WYLLI-90 draconian battle cruiser, while the other two ships that accompanied it were the WAXIA-12 class destroyers.
Those were the designations given by the Federation.

"Damn it, what the hell are those guys doing here!" Someone said somewhat stunned.
"They surely came to visit us." Said another one of the crew in a sarcastic tone.

Suddenly, the ships began to perform some rather suspicious maneuvers.

"Captain! I detect high-energy particles being charged by a directed weapon!"
You could see how the largest ship was carrying a kind of high-powered laser weapon. It was obvious that this weapon was pointing directly at the Sinsheim.

"Deploy the energy shields! evasive maneuvers immediately!" everyone inside the bridge began to occupy their battle stations. Pio-06, the AI ​​of the Sinsheim began to deploy the defensive systems in an automated way, while the rest of the crew assisted with other functions.

At the same time, the enemy ship fired its weapon. Only a greenish flash could be seen being directed towards the Sinsheim.
That was the beginning of an incident in a remote place.

Year 2492. After several centuries of scientific and technological advances, humanity faces another war. But this time against a hostile alien civilization, which sees the progress of humans as a threat.

Genu Hoffman, a bionic soldier belonging to the fast-response special groups of the human federation, together with Iris, a multi-function autonomous android, is assigned the mission of going to Kirib 324451, a planet similar to earth that humans have  colonizing and directing an assault unit to repel an alien threat.

For this, it is decided to use a system of dimensional teleportation, but something ends up going wrong. Genu and Iris deviate from the dimensional trajectory and then appear in a completely different world. A world of magic and supernatural creatures.

They ended in a magical world in which they will be on their own judgment.

"You want to sync—with us?" Grant pulled away from enough to gaze at me, eyes full of questions. Demos nibbled at my ear making me shiver. My lids closed feeling his lips brushed against my neck. My mind melted around the edges. Each centimeter of skin in contact with both of them fired up.

"She's only teasing you," whispered Demos making my heart leap. I shoved him away and glared. His comment snapped me from the hazy state.

"I'm serious!" they both stepped away from me as if I was contagious. "What? Let's get it over. Let's sync now," I shouted tapping my feet. Grant frowned at me while Demos looked away a little embarrassed. My brows furrowed. Their reactions took me by surprise; I thought they would be happy about this. What's with that mixture of disbelief and discomfort?

"I have to get to work later and it's my first day," Demos scratched the back of his head.I've noticed he picked up this human habit whenever he was nervous. I blinked, getting rid of the distraction. What did that have to do with that syncing business? How did this become so complicated? Grant got closer to me while sighing.

"Liliane, to sync you need preparation. You also have to go back to work today, right?" he asked without breaking eye contact. I nodded after a moment. Preparation? What preparation? This thing was starting to freak me out.

"We'll talk about it when you get back," he squeezed my shoulder lightly for comfort. His warmth oozed through the material of my shirt easing the tension building up in my shoulder. His eyes changed to aquamarine, he was using his thing again to control me. I quickly pulled away.

"Listen, you've been pestering me with it and now that I've given in, you're asking me to wait," Demos moved away from us, went to his usual spot on the couch in the living room. I turned to him searching his expression for support. I couldn't read his poker face. "Why are you so silent now? Come on, say something," he relaxed with his arms behind his head.

"Grant is right, if we sync right now, it could be dangerous if I go out in the field. I won't be at my full potential. I don't want to fail on my first day," I dragged my feet to him and sunk on his couch, technically it was still mine. I sighed taking my head in my hand.

"Guys, you're scaring me," I stared at my foot tapping nervously. Grant closed the distance between us in seconds; he dropped to his knees and took my hands in his. His silver eyes glimmering with worry.

"Liliane, syncing isn't scary, you will need to prepare before and after, that's all," this all the stuff they were telling me, now he was trying to convince me it's safe. I narrowed my eyes at him. Bullshit!

"Your thing sounds a lot like some weird sex position," my lips twisted in disgust. "Please, tell me I'm wrong," I turned pleading eyes at Demos who smirked back at me making my heart skip a beat. Oh, the apprehension.

"Don't look at me. It's also my first sync with a human. I'm getting the same concerns. I don't have the answers," he smiled yet it didn't touch his copper eyes. Grant tugged at my hand to get my attention. I slowly shifted back at him.

"Liliane, don't worry. It won't hurt. The quick guide says it is harmless," I watched him as he stroke my hand with his thumb tracing small circles on my skin. I let out a shaky breath.

"You're sure?" he brought my hands to his lips and kissed them.

"Promise, Princess. For now, it's 4:16 am. You need to sleep. I bet it will be a busy day," he cheered. I slowly shook my head, my mind drifting to my workplace. My stomach crunched, what if more rumors had spread? Then my thoughts shifted to all the piles of samples waiting for me.

"Let's pray I don't have to do overtime," I murmured, Grant gave me a tight smile.

"Overtime will ruin our plans," he gave out a nervous laugh. I got to my feet, with our sync still on my mind. Terrible scenarios of what I thought it was, ran in circles. When I entered my quiet room, an idea popped in my head.

"Guys!" I called, both ran to the door. I flinched when I looked over my shoulder and found them in the doorway.

"What's wrong?" they asked in unison with identical panic on their faces. The memory of the attack still fresh, the emotions attached to it—raw. I forced a smile as an apology.

"I wanted to get some help—with the bed," my voice trailed off. Their eyes darted from me to the queen size bed in the middle of the room. I cleared my throat before continuing. "Since it can't fit the three of us. With Demos' weight and all—also, I can't afford to buy a larger one, right now. I thought I'd disassemble it then send it for recycling. We could get some units for scrap wood," they both eyed me in silence. It made me terribly anxious not knowing what they were thinking.

"I don't want you to sit down by the bed. It's a little unfair," I added quickly to Demos, trying to fill in the silence. His eyebrows arched up.

"You want me—to sleep in bed—with you? All three of us—in bed?" he asked doubtfully. I don't know how he managed to make it sound sexual, the jerk. I lowered my eyes to the floor. This syncing thing was probably sexual too. Maybe, I was reading too much into it. Ok, I wasn't addressing the right issue here. I haven't even acknowledged their feeling for me or me for them. Hell! I've just brushed their confessions with a slap of the hand. I shook my head desperate to make a sense out of the chaos happening inside of me.

"I-I want us—to get to know each other. I mean, it's been weeks that we are together but so much had happened we didn't have enough time together. I-I want you to know I need you in my life," I dared to lift my head and faced them. Both held my gaze yet stayed silent. I cleared my throat as the tension built up. "Please, say something. The silence is killing me," I fidgeted as I waited. Grant took a step forward but stopped at a safe distance.

"Let's get this bed out," he simply added Demos nodded in agreement. In minutes, it got pulled apart. I went to search for the vacuum cleaner and fresh sheets. Everyone worked quietly trying not to bump in each other. It felt unreal that I was preparing my bed to invite two guys to sleep on it. Where did my morals go? My neurons were working overtime to coop with the situation. I smoothed out the sheet with Grant's help while Demos took the pieces of wood that made the bed in the living room. I really wanted to know what was going on behind his silver eyes.

"Do you need pillows? I think I have some inflated ones when Lyla used to come for sleepovers," Grant gave me a tight smile that made my heart ached. I quickly escaped to the bathroom to retrieve them from the cabinet. My pulse raced, my hands shook when I pulled them out along with two pillowcases. Shit! Get it together, Liliane. What's with the heavy atmosphere? I caught sight of my blood-shot eyes in the mirror above the sink. I looked terrible. I dropped the pillows and splashed some water over my face, took deep breaths to calm my senses.

"We are ready," called Grant from the room. I flinched and gripped the front of my shirt. Calm the fuck down! We are not even doing the sync thing and I'm already having a heart attack. Get a grip! Flashes of what-if scenarios popped in my heart including one with both of them naked and waiting when I open the door. I had to slap myself and slashed more water onto my face to flush it out of my head. When I pushed the bathroom door that naughty thought lingered. However, I found both of them fully dressed sitting crossed legged facing each other on the mattress. They looked up in alert. I had to laugh at my own ridiculous sadist mind. I nearly dropped what I was holding. 

"What's so funny?" asked Grant. I waved a hand at him dismissing his question. I couldn't stop my giggles.

"You wouldn't get it. It's a girl thing," I sunk beside them with a grin. Grant took the pillow and inflated them.

"Try us?" added Demos in a challenge. I pulled my own pillow and hugged it. I cheeks flushed, having them, this close made me hypersensitive. 

"Human sense of humor—" I added then laid on the mattress turning my back to him. Grant handed a pillow to Demos, his eyes dropped on me.

"Are you sure you want us to be here?" he frowned at me. He was as nervous as I was, it made me relax a little. 

"Yeah, just help me sleep with your magic," I chuckled. He took a moment to study my face then nodded towards Demos. I felt the mattress moved as they settled down. Grant pulled the sheet around me covering only me. Even though I could feel Demos behind me, we didn't touch. Grant kept his distance; I was surprised he hadn't fallen off the mattress. A queen-size bed was still small for three people to sleep on.

"Give me your hands," he whispered as he gazed into my eyes. With my head on the pillow and laying on my side, I gave him my cold sweaty hands. My pulse accelerated when our skin came into contact. I took shallow breaths to calm down. A slow smile stretched on his lovely face. His curly brown hair spread over the white pillow.

"It's ok, just breathe—slowly," I watched as his eyes turned to that beautiful taint of blue and green. The colors seeped from the rim and spread to the center towards the iris. His face seemed to blur around the edges. I blinked when my eyelids became heavy. "Don't fight it, listen to my voice. Sleep," his voice faded as I drifted to slumber. 

                                                                       ***
I stretched my arms knocking my hand into something solid. I blinked away the sleep and rolled to my side. I saw the ceiling of my room and felt a dent in the mattress.

"What the—?" I lifted myself on an arm. I was half-sitting on someone's laps. I gave a small scream before jumping away. Demos smirked at me.

"Good morning, you're lively today," he laughed, Grant stirred behind me. I struggled on all fours to get up but Demos pulled me back towards him. "Where do you think you're going?" he laughed as I fought against his grip.

"Let go!" I yelled. Grant watched us with a smile.

"He actually enjoy when you struggle," his comment made me go limp with wide eyes. "However, if you don't hurry, both of you will be late for work," Demos groaned in frustration then gave a quick kiss on my exposed belly before getting off. I squealed at the surprise attack goosebumps breaking all over my body. 

"Can I use your bathroom, first," he went for the door then paused for my approval. It was funny how natural it felt for them to use this space—my space. After all, it was their home. Our house. I will need time to accept that thought. I slowly nodded then turned to Grant.

"Good morning, Princess. Did you sleep well?" surprisingly I did. 

"Hey, I feel a lot better," I gave him a timid smile. He leaned in but I instinctively moved back. He paused and blinked at my reaction.

"Sorry, bad breath," I averted my face in embarrassment. He chuckled and pulled closer brushing his lips tentatively against mine. "I don't mind," he whispered in the sweetest voice. Something broke loose in me, something I never thought was there in the first place, taking over me. I pulled him into a long passionate kiss slowly savoring the moment.

"I thought we were running late!" called a deep voice from the bathroom door. Somehow, I was lying in bed with Grant over me. I quickly moved away feeling guilty. He chuckled at my reaction. "You do know that everything he feels? No need to be shy now," he licked his lips. My ears rang with embarrassment. Demos let out a throaty laugh. I pushed away from the bed, marched to my closet, grabbed whatever I got my hand on and slammed the bathroom door behind me. Why did he have to tease me all the time, that jerk! I can't believe he licked his lips as if we just kissed. I touch my own lips. The sensation still lingered.

A quarter of an hour later, I was ready for work wearing knee-long shorts and a pink shirt. Demos waited for me by the front door and Grant handed me a hot tea and my lunch. He was wearing his pink apron with Honey written on the front. I couldn't help but giggle.

"There a sandwich for your breakfast inside. You should eat it; I'll come to pick you up after work. So, don't you worry," he smiled. When I finished my tea he added, "I'll eagerly wait for our talk, tonight," he stressed on the last word making me frown. I almost forgot about it. The syncing thing. 

"Thanks, honey," I gave him a quick kiss. Demos cleared his throat showing his impatience. I rushed to him.

"Do you want a goodbye kiss too? You seem awfully jealous!" I snapped at him.  He paused in the doorway eyeing me. Then he reached and gave me a quick peck on the forehead leaving me stunt. His soft lips left a burning sensation on my skin. I just stared unable to speak.

"No, you're the one begging for a kiss. Sorry, you'll have to wait tonight," he smirked as we got outside. On our way to the, I kept giving him side-glances. His sharp profile looked tense as the scenery sped away. His jaw clenched was he nervous about his first day or our sync? He waved goodbye at the station. He kept apologizing that he be late if he missed the next Transfer back to level Twenty-two. I wished him good luck on his first day. I stood on the platform where we first kissed, watching as he grabbed the Transfer for work. I didn't mind walking to the company alone. When I climbed the stairs to the front of the building, no murmur greeted me. Actually, everyone walked as far as possible without making eye contact. Still, my stomach clenched when I slid my bracelet at the panel by the door. It will be a long day, I sighed.

[New version 2.0 of the story with a new ending and bonus chapters.]

Be ready to enter a complex futurist world with real implications. When high-tech meets fantasy creatures. Artificial mates, a book you won't be able to put down...

Liliane Kerry has always been a loner with few friends. Actually one sole friend, Lyla. When she announced Liliane she is migrating to another planet with her new lover, it left Liliane shattered and lost.

Desperate to find meaning and love, she stumbles on a trendy site by the company Sognare. One of the most expensive 'order your custom mate' company out there. Their waiting list taking as long as one year.

However, on the day her long-awaited order arrives, she is shocked to find more than what she has bargained.

We follow the path of our heroine as she struggles to find meaning in her life in a futuristic megacity called, Kumari R2. Where cyborgs, AI., and artificial populate the neighborhood along with humans. They are not always living in perfect harmony thus creating tensions. 

Will Liliane be able to let go of the darkness eating her from the inside and give happiness a chance?
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