Lea roughly gone through her life but barely survive the news. She gone through parents divorced; she gone through her favorite person died; she gone through bullied; she even gone through came out as bisexual. But this isn’t her going through hardships, this is about life as a journey without a specific goal( not even close to a quest). Life isn’t just survival, it’s literally the everything. Lea never put effort into “everything” in life, just because of a good friend, will she risk her feelings to help her crush date her ex-crush? 
   Author’s note: Every chapter will be posted whenever the author got the nut to entertain her readers. Probably a week. Probably two weeks. Or three. Or four. Idk, it will be there when it is. Thank you for the enthusiasm and enjoyment from y’all.

Lea roughly gone through her life but barely survive the news. She gone through parents divorced; she gone through her favorite person died; she gone through bullied; she even gone through came out as bisexual. But this isn’t her going through hardships, this is about life as a journey without a specific goal( not even close to a quest). Life isn’t just survival, it’s literally everything. Lea never put effort into “everything” in life, just because of a good friend, will she risk her feelings to help her crush date her ex-crush? 
   Author’s note: Every chapter will be posted whenever the author got the nut to entertain her readers. Probably a week. Probably two weeks. Or three. Or four. Idk, it will be there when it is. Thank you for the enthusiasm and enjoyment from y’all.

Abby went through the next year in a blur. She forced herself to keep studying because it was the only thing that kept her going. She stopped spending time with her friends and spent way too much time looking through old memories of her sister. 
Photo albums. Home videos. Katie's diaries and social media accounts. It was impossible to accept that she was truly gone even though Abby didn't get her daily random texts anymore. 
Graduation was especially hard. A few of her aunts and uncles had come out for the occasion but it wasn't the same. Her parents should have been there. Katie should have been there. 
Losing her parents had been horrible but at least she had Katie to hold her together. Who was supposed to hold her together now that she had lost her best friend? 
Abby got a well-paid graphic design job right off the bat and buried herself in her work. But when she wasn't able to do that, she decided to finally get to the list of things Katie had always bugged her about watching and reading that she never had time for. 
Comics. Novels. TV shows. She spent several months consuming all that media and frequenting stopping to sob as she wondered which parts her sister had wanted her to see the most. She only recommended things she was certain Abby would like. 
 Once that list was complete, Abby felt like she had lost her sister all over again. There was nothing left that Katie was telling her to do. 
That was how she ended up desperately checking her sister's old Goodreads account for every book she had ever bothered to post a review for, both good and bad. She found herself frequently agreeing with the reviews Katie had left behind. 
Even though not all of the books were her cup of tea, Abby felt a little closer to her sister again. She was a bit confused when she got to From Pastry Chef to Princess though. For the first time, she didn't agree with Katie's review. 
'If you're looking for a cute, cliché fantasy love story with 2-D characters and minimal world-building this is the book for you. (I literally only read it because someone left it behind at the doctor's office and I was stuck waiting for three hours)'
What about these characters was 2-D in her mind? Sure, Prince Alpheus had been pretty boring at first but Catherine du Pont was a riot. Watching him fall for her had actually been pretty fun even though she was frustratingly resistant to him. 
The book was in his point of view, which didn't make a lot of sense. It seemed more like Catherine, who preferred to be called Katie, was the main character. But the synopsis on the back of the novel had clearly indicated this book was about Marcy. 
Abby's heart ached as she read because this Katie reminded her so much of her own. Tears ran down her face as she laughed at some of the things this girl said and did. It was a fantasy novel but she didn't act like she belonged in it at all. 
She was surprised that things like pizza and doughnuts were included in the book, especially since none of the other characters seemed to know anything about them. There were a lot of inconsistencies like that. 
The book's Katie was a know-it-all bookworm with a weird sense of humor just like her sister. And she seemed oddly like one of those transmigrated characters in the comics from the list Katie gave her even though everyone else truly believed she was Catherine du Pont. 
Abby became more and more confused as the story went on. The only reason she hadn't stopped reading at all was because she felt oddly drawn to this character and what she was dealing with. 
More than halfway through the book, she read something so shocking that she dropped it slipped right through her fingers and onto the ground.  
"My name was Katrina Pullman but I had gone by Katie my entire life. I am not from Annalaias or any of the surrounding nations. I am from another world in a place called Arizona. Everything I ever said was from the country…was actually from my home.
"All of my knowledge came from things I learned back home. Jellyfish…politics…card games…hat looms….I want to be a librarian because that was my job before. I died in a carriage accident and somehow woke up in Catherine du Pont's body."
All of the odd things about Katie finally fit together in her husband's mind as she continued to speak but Abby felt like she might pass out after checking the next several pages multiple times to be sure she wasn't hallucinating. 
Was this some kind of sick joke? How would this author have even known that Katrina Pullman died in a car accident? Let alone that she had lived in Arizona and had a sister named Abby? 
There were too many specific details from Katie's life in this book. The author had to have known her but that didn't make sense either. Katie had been such a private person. She spent all of her free time alone or video chatting with her little sister when Abby wasn't swamped with homework or had other plans. 
She frantically flipped the book over to check who the author was. Janine Everett. Abby had never heard of her. She wanted to angrily demand how her sister had ended up inside this author's story—was there no respect for the dead anymore?—but she was compelled to finish it first to see if there were any more weird facts about Katie in there. 
Abby ended up rereading the entire book twice, skipping over unimportant parts that didn't specifically mention anything weird or different about Katie. She wrote down every single instance in a notebook, with page and paragraph numbers for reference. 
The next thing she did was track that author down. She had a website—apparently this wasn't the only book she had ever published—and on it was an email address for fans to contact her through. 
She sent a very strongly worded message demanding to know what was going on with this book. To her surprise, the author wanted to meet with her face to face so they set up a time to video chat.

Katie Pullman, a chronically ill girl who spends her life immersed in fiction, suddenly finds herself inside a novel she has read. Thrown right into the thick of things, she desperately tries to keep the plot intact but happy endings aren't always as they seem...

Holding onto the mysterious book, Zhang Tie skimmed through the book of about 200 pages, unable to sleep. The paper was both water resistant and fire resistant and was coated in silver. Zhang Tie knew that silver coated paper was extremely expensive. Only a few very important classical or sacred books would be recorded on silver coated paper. However, as silver coated papers could not be printed, people had to use a special pen and ink in order to leave marks on the paper, thus all books or texts made using silver coated paper, including the book containing the <Iron-Blood Fist> skill, would have to be copied by hand. Even the patterns inside the book were painted by hand. Obviously, the book was copied and written by the hand of a highly skilled man, as the words and pattern inside the book would make people feel happy and looked more appealing than even printed books.
 
Originating from an imperial sacred book from the Norman Empire, although its contents had been spread for a long time, the Oriental fist skill contained within has contents which were incomparable to other ordinary sacred books. With the first page alone, Zhang Tie had already been deeply captivated.
 
Lots of secret knowledge was recorded in this book. After one night of reading, within his mind, Zhang Tie had basically formed a framework of cultivating the Iron-Blood Fist Skill.
 
The cultivation system of the Iron Blood Fist Skill was composed of three parts:
 
The first part of the book was stake work cultivation[1]. According to the book, stake work was the basis for cultivating and enhancing the power of the Iron-Blood Fist. There were three types of stake works introduced in the book: Lying Tiger Stake, Coiling Dragon Stake, and Cross Stake. For the Lying Tiger Stake, the cultivator was to lower his body and sprawl on the ground like tiger, keeping still for a period longer than half an hour before moving on to the next stage. For the Coiling Dragon Stake, the cultivator was to cross their legs until their knees touched, much like a coiling snake. They were to keep their spine perfectly straight and raise their head as they squared their shoulders[2]. The cultivator was to also constantly shake themselves by repeating movements like keeping their back straight while squatting up and down, much like a coiled up snake that was about to bite. For the Cross Stake, it was a mixture and a variant of the Lying Tiger Stake and the Coiling Dragon Stake and could only be cultivated after the other two stakes were well-practiced. The Cross Stake required the cultivator’s lower body to act like a coiling snake, while the cultivator’s upper body should act like a tiger who was holding a spear in each hand, using the spears to form a cross...
 
The second part of the book was about the combination and derivation of the 36 free hand movements and the 5 basic walking forms of the Iron-Blood Fist Skill...
 
The third part of the book detailed an oral formula for the Iron Blood Qi Combination skill, which could not be cultivated until one has become proficient at the Lying Tiger Stake. Using breathing skills to ignite their burning points along with the help of the stakes and the fist skills, a cultivator would be able to combine the six forces within the human body and form the Hidden Force and the True Force. Compared to the previous two parts, this part was a bit hard for Zhang Tie to master, as the most crucial part of the book that made Zhang Tie muddleheaded pertained to the cultivation of Iron Blood Battle Qi. This section contained the least amount of words and was only a single line of Chinese characters—”After one’s True Force forms and the six forces have been integrated, use the fire of god to purify the intention of your fist. Iron Blood Battle Qi will sprout after nine deaths and will come into being after a hundred deaths!”
 
What was the intention of fist? What did “using the fire of god to purify the intention of your fist” mean? What did it mean by nine deaths? One hundred deaths? Reading through the characters, Zhang Tie was truly puzzled for quite a while. Thankfully, he was forced by his parent to recite a big Chinese dictionary when he was young, thus learning many characters in the process. Due to this, he was able to figure out the original meaning of the final line of guidance written in Chinese. After translating it into English, Zhang Tie realized why 99 out of 100 people who had formed Iron-Blood True Force could not pass the final hurdle. Motherf*ckers! Foreign people wouldn’t be able to understand its original meaning at all. In the entire Blackson Human Clan Corridor, presumably only the monarchs of the Norman Empire would know the meaning of this line of guidance.
 
After spending almost the entire night reading over the <Iron-Blood Fist> skill, Zhang Tie’s eyes turned red. At 3am or 4am when he had almost skimmed over the entire book, Zhang Tie, in his heart, saluted all the female monarchs of the Norman Empire and closed the book. Afterwards, he fell asleep. As the current period of time was meant for him to recuperate, there was nothing important to do the next day, thus Zhang Tie didn’t care about when he went to bed.
 
On the second day, as expected, Zhang Tie woke up at noon. After getting up, he washed his face and rinsed his mouth before preparing his belongings and leaving.
 
In reality, Zhang Tie didn’t have many belongings here. Using the pioneer bag made from calfskin[3], which Barley had used to bring him food, Zhang Tie placed some food, seeds, and the book containing the <Iron-Blood Fist Skill> into the bag before leaving the ward he had been living for the past week.
 
Before leaving the ward, Zhang Tie went to the office of the Temporary Supervision Committee to deal with the relevant departure procedures. He then went to bid farewell to Captain Kerlin and Zerom. Unfortunately, the two had already gone out for a routine inspection early in the morning, thus he had no choice but to leave.
 
During the survival training, teachers and coaches both had their own responsibilities. For teachers of the Temporary Supervision Committee, they were responsible for sweeping magical beasts and mutated living beings that could endanger the lives of the students in Wild Wolf Valley. Therefore, it became their daily job to make routine inspections over Wild Wolf Valley. For many of the teachers, with such an easy job, it was as if they were out for vacation.
 
After being told that Captain Kerlin and Mr. Zerom had left, Zhang Tie bid farewell to the guys in the iron smelting workshop whom he had gotten familiar with in the past few days. Afterwards, Zhang Tie walked out of Wild Wolf Castle.
 
The square of Wild Wolf Castle was already teeming with people at noon. Coincidentally, Zhang Tie saw Pandora once again among the crowd. Pandora had always set her booth in a corner that was not particularly eye-catching. Sitting in a corner, that thin and small girl would hide in the corner as she hugged her knees.
 
It was only when Zhang Tie had arrived before Pandora’s booth did the girl with a thin and small frame raise her head and look at Zhang Tie. “I’m really sorry. I wasn’t able to pick any fruits today...”
 
In front of Pandora was a small pile of ordinary, wild vegetables. Looking at Pandora, Zhang Tie realized that her clothes were soaked from the morning dew and realized that she must have gone foraging for wild vegetables and fruits early in the morning. However, during the survival training, many people would choose to forage for wild vegetables and fruits, thus making them harder to find due to lower quantity. Since this was the case, objectively speaking, the girls were forced to team up with boys to finish the survival training. After all, humans lived in groups. As an individual, unless they were exceptionally powerful, it would be difficult to survive in the wild.
 
The pitiful look of that petite girl slightly shocked Zhang Tie...
 
“Ah, my wounds are not that serious anymore and I can now freely move. I will be leaving today, so before leaving, I came to say goodbye! Zhang Tie felt bashful as he scratched his head.
 
“Oh, I hope you recover soon!” Pandora smiled. This was the first time Zhang Tie had seen her smile. With her pair of beautiful blue eyes, she looked pretty nice when she smiled. As he gave Pandora a second look, Zhang Tie mumbled inside, “Hmm, with the exception of her thin and petite figure and the freckles on her face, Pandora is still very beautiful.”
 
“Are you free tonight?” Zhang Tie suddenly asked.
 
“What for?” Hearing his words, Pandora suddenly became alert as she hid her chest behind her knees.
 
“I… wanted to invite you to dinner at our tree base. I realized that you always forage for food by yourself, so if you haven’t joined any team yet, then I wish to sincerely invite you to join us. We have seven male students, all of which are nice guys!”
 
“Are you inviting me to be your partner during the survival training?” Pandora’s eyes started to shine; however, they soon became depressed once again. “No… I can’t agree!”
 
“Why?” Zhang Tie was startled.
 
“They said that anyone who’s with me will suffer misfortune. I don’t want to bring you troubles. Last time, right after you bought my wild fruits, you were forced to jump into a hole by wolves,” Pandora dejectedly said.
 
“Nonsense. How could I blame you for that!? Look at me, aren’t I perfectly fine?” As he said this, Zhang Tie flexed his muscle in a manner akin to bodybuilders in order to show off the muscles on his arms, causing Pandora to bashfully chuckle.
 
“You really don’t care?”
 
“Of course not. Don’t listen to what they’re saying. I even see you as my lucky angel. If it weren’t for you, I might have already starved to death...” Zhang Tie loudly shouted.
 
“Then… okay!” Pandora finally agreed after thinking for a while.
 
Receiving Pandora’s consent, Zhang Tie heaved a sigh of relief inside. Since this was the first time he had invited a girl, if he were to have been refused, then he would really feel like he had lost face. In regards to the attack from the wild wolves, Mr. Zerom had already implied that Zhang Tie might have been set up by someone, so how could he blame Pandora for that incident?. Besides, when Zhang Tie was very young, his mom had told him never to blame others for your own bad luck. A man should be committed. Zhang Tie had always kept that sincere guidance deep in his mind.
 
“Then, it’s a set! In the afternoon, I will come here to pick you up. Our tree house is very interesting, and we all live inside tree hollows. We will also have fish soup to drink tonight...”
 
“Living in tree hollows?” Pandora slightly raised her face, which contained an expression of longing. At the sight of Pandora’s curious expression, Zhang Tie immediately affirmed that fish soup and tree houses were both attractive to girls.
 
“Oh, right...” Zhang Tie took out of several pieces of dried rations and dried meat from his bag and put away all the wild vegetables that had been wrapped with clean tree leaves by Pandora. “I want all the wild vegetables!”
 
The dried rations and dried meat given by Zhang Tie to Pandora was excessively greater than the value of the wild vegetables, causing Pandora to get up hurriedly. “It’s too much, I don’t need that much...”
 
“Haha, it’s ok. The extra can be considered your free lunch...” Zhang Tie smiled and waved his hands towards Pandora before he strode out of the square...
 
Looking at Zhang Tie’s shadow, the girl slightly narrowed her eyes as she mumbled, “Could I really be someone’s lucky angel?”
……
 
TL/ED Notes:
 
[1] Think of it as like a wooden stake. This is building the foundation of what’s to come.
[2] To pull back one’s shoulder.
[3] Leather made from cows.


After the Catastrophe, every rule in the world was rewritten.
In the Age of Black Iron, steel, iron, steam engines and fighting force became the crux in which human beings depended on to survive.
A commoner boy by the name Zhang Tie was selected by the gods of fortune and was gifted a small tree which could constantly produce various marvelous fruits. At the same time, Zhang Tie was thrown into the flames of war, a three-hundred-year war between humans and demons on the vacant continent. Using crystals to tap into the potentials of the human body, one must cultivate to become stronger.
The thrilling legends of mysterious clans, secrets of Oriental fantasies, numerous treasures and legacies in the underground world — All in the Castle of Black Iron!
Written by Drunk Tiger, this novel is a prime example of fantasy steampunk. Let us journey through the world of limitless possibilities and inventions together!
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**Warning: This novel contains mature content**


"Contract received, soul bound?! Wait, what?!" Arthur was confused and befuddled by the statement that he saw. However, there was no one there to answer his question. The voices that had many things to say earlier seemed to have gone silent after their mission had been completed. 
Arthur walked around the counter so he was facing the book upright. He was trying to get a better look of what it was trying to say. He could have picked the book up and turned it around but he didn't want to touch the thing lest it led to some other sort of accident. 
Above the book title, there was a relief of a very thin crescent moon. With extreme caution, Arthur reached out to touch it. The crescent felt cold to his skin but it didn't respond to Arthur in any way. It didn't glow, explode or do any sort of magical stuff that Arthur was expecting. To be honest, the young man was quite disappointed. However, a voice in his mind told him the crescent held some sort of significance, one that he had not understood yet. 
When Arthur pulled his hand away, his heart jumped because the writing on the cover was changing once more. The title, Book of Thoth had remained unchanged but the rest moved like squiggles as they rearranged themselves to say something else. 
"To know what you do not know is to know what you know. What do you wish to know that which is yet to be known?" 
"Huh?! Is this some kind of tongue-twister?" Arthur was confused by the weird statement but he had a more urgent question on his mind, "What is the meaning of the soul contract and soul bound?!"
Hearing his question, the letters on the cover moved once more. The squiggles swam like tadpoles and against the sandy background, they looked like snakes slithering through the desert. Eventually, an answer surfaced. "Your soul is now connected to the Midnight Emporium. You've pledged your eternal servitude to the store. Violation of said contract will cause your soul to be burn forever in the fire of hell." 
"Wait, what?! I did not ask for this! This is entrapment! F*ck this! I did not volunteer for this!" Arthur thought about leaving the weird shop right there and then but considering all that had happened so far, he was afraid that the warning on the book might not be a joke. He did not want to risk burning forever in hell so he calmed down and turned back to the book, "Is there a loophole to this contract? What do I need to do to get myself out of this unfair contract?" 
The characters on the book moved to say, "There is only one requirement, revitalize the Midnight Emporium to its full glory and you shall be relieved from your post." 
"Revitalize the Midnight Emporium? That's the name of this place, right? How am I supposed to do that?" Arthur looked around the room, the place was abandoned and dead. How was he supposed to bring it back to its former glory? 
Thankfully, the Book of Thoth had the answer available for him, "Complete the petitions you shall receive from the clients and eventually the Midnight Emporium will have its turn-around. Then, your job shall be done." 
"Complete the petitions? What kind of petition? And who are the clients?" 
"There's no easier answer to those questions than throwing yourself into the job. Does this mean you're ready for your first petition?" 
"Wait, so soon?!" Arthur eyed the book suspiciously and he challenged, "Are you sure there is no other way than this? You know that your so-called soul contract is not binding in court, right? You've practically scammed me!"
"The rules of your justice system has no bearing on the contract bound within the Midnight Emporium." Then the book added cheekily as a retort to Arthur's attempt to diss it, "Surrender to thy fate or risk eternal damnation!" 
Arthur found himself cornered. As unfair as the contract was conducted, he was no match for the mythical power that was at work here. With his soul hanging on the line, he sighed, "Fine, give it to me. Let me get this over this." He would appreciate to have his soul back as soon as possible. 
It was unsure whether the book was sincerely trying to console him or it was just mocking him, because it added, "Chin up. There're always silver linings." 
Then, the book started to glow softly like a system initiating. 
Arthur was expecting something grand to go along with the magical experience he had been through so far. To his disappointment, all that happened was the book flipping open on its own to settle on a random page, its glow fading. 
The young man leaned in to take a closer look. The pages were same as the ones he saw earlier. They were empty except for the glowing squiggles that moved across them. 
However, seconds later, they slowly settled into intelligible words. They didn't read like passages but instead they arranged themselves into a page that looked more like an index. Listing from top to bottom, there were, Available Petitions, Client Profiles, Artifacts and Curios, Ability and Magic as well as a bunch of squiggles that Arthur couldn't understand. 
Arthur started from the bottom up because that was the one that interested him the most. After all, he was once just like any other young boy who harboured the dream of flying through air and shooting lasers out of his eyes like Superman. Perhaps this book would be able to help him fulfil his dream. 
The book turned another page and for Arthur's sake, there was a line of explanation underneath the header, Ability and Magic. It said, the powers and abilities useable by the user in the attempt to complete the petitions assigned by clients that frequent the Midnight Emporium. 
"So, in other words, these are special powers that I can use during my missions? It makes sense, after all, if the tasks came from these magical creatures, understandably, they're going to have a certain degree of danger. For self-protection, I'll need powers like this. This is shaping up more and more like an adventure game," Arthur rationalized to himself. The young man was getting quite pumped. He was going to become one of the main characters in the games that he used to play so how could he not be?
Arthur looked down to see the type of special powers that were at his disposal. He expected magic spells like fireballs or lightning bolts but to his grave disappointment, there was only one power listed and it was nowhere as flashy as he hoped it would be. 
The Whispering: Ethereal voices of the woods that drew many a stray villager deep into the forest. The villagers were never seen again but their voices could still be heard echoing in the night, calling for others to join them. 
The user can record any voices into the Whispering and then emulate the voices as how the user wishes. 
Current Voices in Whispering (5/5): The Girl, the Woman, the Prince, Arthur's mother and Arthur's father. 
'Wait, these are the voices that lured me into this shop in the first place!' Arthur realized with a shock. 'So the only special power I got is a silver-tongue? I guess that fits the theme of me being a shop owner…' Arthur's interest deflated. 'Is it too much to ask for an offensive spell? Even an illusion will be more exciting than this…' 
After Arthur got over the slump, he paid more attention to the description. 'The 5/5 should mean that I can carry 5 voices and I currently have 5. I suppose the maximum number can be increased in the future, that's how these kinds of things normally work in games after all. 
'How does this work though? Perhaps I should give it a test run.' Arthur imagined another voice coming out of his lips as they moved, "Arthur…" 
The young man gasped because he sounded exactly like his mother. He tried it again, "Arthur, mother is so proud of you." Even though it was only her voice, Arthur could imagine her mother standing there in the shadows saying that exact sentence to him. As fake as it was, the young man felt equally comforted. After he had enough fun toying with the power, he turned back to the book. 
Arthur frowned, 'Who is the girl, the woman and the prince? Why are their voices already recorded in the Whispering? Is there a significance to this or they're just random voices?' He waited patiently for the words on the page to move but there was no answer. 'I guess I'll never know.'
Moving on, Arthur turned to look at the page for Artifacts and Curios. Similar to before, it also came with a line of explanation, mythical and magical treasures that are to be gathered for the Midnight Emporium.
Arthur expected a long list underneath it but all he could see was a big block of squiggles. Just as Arthur was trying to make sense of it, he remembered a particular line of introduction about the Book of Thoth, the book offered varying intelligibility depending on the reader. 'I suppose this means that as time goes by, I'll get to read the pages with increasing clarity.'
With no other information to gather from Artifacts and Curios, Arthur turned to the page for Client Profiles. Similar to the previous page, it was filled with unintelligible squiggles. 'It makes sense, after all, I've not met any of the clients yet. It'll probably fill up with their notes after I interact with them, it's kinda like the Pokedex entry in Pokemon.' 
Finally, Arthur turned to the page for Available Petitions. Surprisingly Arthur, there were already two petitions listed.
Petition No. 1 
Title: The Lady and Her Pony
Client's Name: Miss S. 
Rewards: Enhancement to Ability and Magic
Assignment Description: My pony has gone missing, will you help find it for me?
Petition No. 2
Title: A-Maze-d
Client's Name: Mr. M.
Rewards: Enhancement to Available Petitions
Assignment Description: Mesmerized by this piece of impressive architecture, I wandered in but couldn't find my way out. Will you come help me?
'So these are the choices for my first assignment. Which one shall I pick?'

Officially stopping the book to rewrite it into "the Disciple of Aoide", a similarly-themed book that is more WN style.

Tom gripped his hands. He almost bit his lips without him noticing. All of his team mates started to walk away from the gym door. Only he and Toby were left inside.
"I have something to do." he said so fast then he ran away. He didn't hear Toby's yell as he get farther.
He ran through until he reached the gate of the school. All of the things he thought just a dream came back. It was then the only time he remembered he felt confused when seeing the year on Only Acerspire University. It was year 2119, exactly eight years since he first entered Crowfire High. While he ran, he didn't notice he easily coped with the place and that his mind conformed with it. He didn't have the chance to think back those things because the excitement he felt earlier immediately clouded his mind.
He had forgotten things down. He thought while he was on his way back to somewhere that until now he didn't—remember. He was Tom Dylan, the little giant back in his days in High School. That is the only thing to serve him very well. And now he remembered things flashing on his mind. It seems he has to keep it guarded, that his memories won't slip away. Why did I forget? What is happening to me? He asked himself again.
Tom suddenly stopped from running. He was in the middle of the walking crowd, right exactly he was almost hit by that bus. And that thing wasn't very clear to him. He felt the place was so significant but there's nothing to tell him why. He wobbled his head, looking at people at diverse directions. It seems everything is spinning in his point of view.
That's the magazine bookstore, right exactly few meters away from him. He took steps until he found himself inside. He gazed down the piled books on the shelves. Two different old books caught his attention. He grabbed the first one and read the title, "Greek Mythology" published the year 1908. The cover was very old brown leather. 
A voice struck his head, "You could also see me in books. I am more known as, Psyche."
Tom immediately grabbed the magazine from the floor and held it tight. His eyes caught the manager, Grandpop Emberbright almost approach him for that. Then he got a grip on the other old book titled, "Myths and Legends of the Ancient Greek". A fading shadow of a yellow-haired boy was behind that young man. Then he traveled his eyes across the entire pile of books in the shelves to look for another.
"Do you mind if I help you?" Tom heard. It was the manager.
Tom gulped. 
"Your coach is my grandson, Tom. So don't be scared if I know much about you. By the way, I am Grandpop Emberbright." the old man offered his hand for a shake.
Despite his trembling, Tom grabbed the old man's hand and shook a few moments.
"My, it seems something bothers you my boy. School work?" the old man asked then darted his eyes on the books in Tom's grip. He continued, "Myths. Assignment?"
What is happening? He asked himself. He knows, Grandpop Emberbright was his original coach back then. Did this man know he had gone back in time? He felt there's no time left for him to think. He thought just needed to know what is going on to him.
"I-I was j-just interested, perhaps you could say, that." He answered stammering. 
"Well, I think I should tell you a horrible secret the myths had been messing with those books, you know."  The old man replied.
"What secret?" Tom asked. He stepped forward and his eyes bulged out.
The old man led Tom to the bench and made him sit.
"They change their history, and they can. Perhaps the books you are holding right now may not hold what had been written before, or a character you may read there may not exist in another world. Maybe, if this time I am talking to you, if it rewrites, maybe I don't exist, or just erased. You see, mythical beings had their powers to rule their kingdom, and they battle for power to rule. Because they are invincible, a weakness was found, the power of the core." The old man said. 
"Do you know Psyche?" Tom asked.
"Ah, the beautiful mortal girl. Her passion is impressive. She earned her place in Mount Olympus, when she proved herself worthy and become a being herself." He added. He continued, "Silly me, those are just stories. You know, I'll give you those books for free." 
"Wow. Thanks." Tom said.
He paid the magazines he bought and immediately left the store.
The old man watched him walk away and smiled. He whispered, "We will meet again, Tom Dylan, very, very soon."
Tom ran through the coffee shop and started reading the books he bought. There's the feeling spreading on his mind that made him so attracted in handing those books. He seemed there's the way he could understand things or at least to bring his memory back.
"Zeus, the king of Mount Olympus and Hera his wife" Tom's eyes read as his eyes scans the brown pages. He realized each section of the books tells about information on a certain Olympian. 
Then he stumbled across a page.
"Aphrodite, the daughter of Zeus envied a mortal girl named Psyche by her beauty that surpassed her. Aphrodite demanded vengeance by sending her son, Eros to make Psyche fall in love with a monster by hitting her with his love arrows. Eros failed, as he struck himself in accident…."
Then the next page was torn. 
"Psyche." The next page read. There is nothing written, just blank page.
Tom heard in his head, "Myths can change history…. Perhaps the books you are holding right now may not hold what had been written before…. a weakness was found, the power of the core."
His research yielded him more questions than answers. He murmured in himself about what is really going on. 
The last page of the book terrified Tom through his nerves. It is old, and rotten, but the words are very clear. 
"CHRONOS can never be gone. It is his game. He is the grandfather clock, the person of time. Beware, lest thou die."
Tom pulled his head upfront as the weird sense of dread filled him for no reason at all. Then a face was in front of him. 
"Did you just call me?" it is a young man, having a dark blue hair wearing an old worn out black long sleeve and a cane. He has his hands on his chin. On the other chair appeared a boy with blonde hair wearing a light blue hoodie. He was about Tom's age. Both of them looked at Tom.
Tom gulped. His dread escalated and he shook. The coffee on the table is spilling. Strangely enough no one notices them in that coffee shop.
"Just, who are you and why are you holding that relic of mine?" the man asked. He tilted his head to Tom. "You will give me that to me right now."
"What? This is mine." Tom pulled and hugged the books away.
The man grabbed Tom's arm. All of a sudden, Tom saw in his mind a place full of violet clouds, and the lines, long lines, threads and sequences of events with people racing on that dimension.
"Alright. Alright. Alright." The man gasped. He panted as the sweat dripped on his forehead. They were back from the coffee shop. The man said while breathing in between his words, "I.. I..k-know... something…that might help you, Tom Dylan."
"How do you know my name?" Tom flustered. His eyes bulge out again.
"Hear me out, alright." The man said. "I am Chronos, a titan. But as you can see we are not in the correct order of things in this world. I hope by now you understand your situation and already spotted what are the odds and out of place."
Tom remembered he needed to remember that his memories had been slipping since he woke up this morning. He became very confused. Things seemed to be altered than it was originally, his coach, Smoke and the existence of the little giant which is him.
"You are on her game, Tom Dylan. That is the game that rewrites histories. By the end of this game, Psyche will achieve the change in the course a certain history. Everyone involve has a role to play for her to achieve that." Chronos said. He added, "And that's why we are dragged here. Do you remember what was written at the finalpage of the book you are reading? I will never be gone. Because that power, that core is mine."
Tom continued listening. Tom gulped as he hears him. He tended to look at boy who seemed to be so much like him in terms of body build and age.
"What is your name?" Tom asked the boy.
"Pteryx." He answered. "Which means wings."
"Far from what people know, all of us, you called your world are just characters in a story or any media that in another world existed in altered forms. For example, in your world, Psyche existed as a character in a myth. But in her world, she was the most beautiful girl Aphrodite envied. And in this world, she is powerful mythical being, acting in the form of Hera, Zeus' wife. And like you, in her world, you are just a simple character that people watch or read, playing volleyball." Chronos explained further.
"As what Psyche said. And now that makes sense." Tom commented.
Chronos said while looking Tom straight on his eyes, "But it takes more than that. The world we naturally exist actually exists as a line streaming in the middle of the void. You could call it, a time line. As the time runs, it gets longer. And the characters in it follow their fates. That is what you saw when I touched you. Only those ones who had seen the void could see that."
Tom remembered the place where he first met Psyche. And it is in fact, the void.
"Then are you saying Psyche has the control over the time lines? And that's why she brought me here." Tom asked.
"Each time line has its own logic. And that logic of a time line cannot be entirely applied to another. But there are similarities in those logic that is why cross-over happens. And characters were dragged to another world smoothly. But cross-overs rarely happen not unless a powerful inborn character arose from certain time line, like Psyche." Chronos said while nodding in front of Tom.
"Yeah. She became the owner of an over-powering core when she won that first Future Oracle game." Tom agreed.
"Precisely. Logic serves as magnetic poles of both worlds/time lines and its characters that causes either attraction or repulsion to everything. If two worlds have no mutual logic in common, they can't be crossed and thus will repel one another." Chronos explained. 
Chronos looked down the floor and then on Pteryx. Pteryx just nodded. He continued speaking. While on pause, Tom still browsed the pages of magazines.
"So you are saying Psyche managed to drag me here to cause that change she wanted in this rewrite of history game? What is she trying to do then?" Tom asked. 
"There's a catch, Tom Dylan. If someone wins, the authority of the core's power is on the winner."
"Then I get that core then." Tom shrieked.
Chronos shook his head slowly, smiling sarcastically as he crossed his arms on his chest. "May I remind you that the player is Crowfire, not you, Tom Dylan. You are just his mere weapon. Remember that. Because the game is in that another world."
Tom stood on his seat and slammed the table. The coffee almost spill but Pteryx quickly grabbed the cups.
"Then how would I get back to my time line? What happens right now isn't what we agreed." Tom spoke out quite loud in front of Chronos and Pteryx.
"Your memories serve you well now. It brings back whenever you rectify the events that should be happening. But if you cause any more alteration to the things around here, and thus might change the future, you will be trapped here and run along with this time line. Your memories will fade, leaving no traces and you will eventually treat this as yours." Chronos said. Now, he crossed his legs. He added, "That is the rule of the void to maintain order across time lines. And that is why Psyche told you that. It is an irrevocable rule beyond her powers."
"Then what am I supposed to do?" Tom took his seat. His hands clenched into fists as his voice trembled.
"Just run along with it. Let history run its path. It will only really matter on your actions so be careful. Though you have caused few mistakes, still it didn't yet cause huge historical alteration in the things that should happen." Chronos further explained. He said further, causing great distress on Tom, "You have to do what you have been told. You have to play even if it takes to be a pack of arrows of Crowfire in that death game play."
Chronos let out a soft laugh that Tom daunted.

A frustrated high-school volleyball champion who lost his streak as he turned to college makes a deal to a being from another world to transport him back in time during his days of greatness. Beyond his knowledge, he was stuck in between the multiverse to turn volleyball into a bloody mess of a death battle.

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( I got home exhausted and carried away by my thoughts, and then It hit me, i realized i made a deal with a weirdo, so i brought the book out to know what it was all about....)

JERRY: What sort of name is *INN*

(Flips some pages and sees some characters and their abilities)

JERRY: Nice characters though.

Hey bro!

(Mavis comes in unexpectedly, and Jerry hurriedly hides the book)

JERRY: hey Sis what's up?

MAVIS: The sky?

JERRY: (Chuckles) Yeah I thought so.

MAVIS: So have you tried your new shoes yet?

JERRY: Nope but I'll try them out tomorrow.

MAVIS: Ok, so I spoke with Micheal today and he asked of you, he was pretty concerned about you though.

JERRY: Micheal doesn't care about me, he doesn't care about anyone.

MAVIS: Don't say that Jerry he does, and it wouldn't hurt to call him big bro sometimes.

JERRY: (Scoffs) Yeah right.

MAVIS: (sighs) Ok I'm off to bed bro.

JERRY: ok goodnight sis.

(Mavis leaves and he sneakishly brings them out again)

JERRY: So what's this tablet supposed to do with the book huh?

(Goes through to fill some information)

(BOOK: The names filled must be one of the characters listed)

JERRY: Ok uh, I choose....kuvlad, nope sounds lame, ohh this character is pretty interesting "RHO"

(He writes down Rho)

(BOOK: place your tablet on your right hand and chant the words written down)

JERRY: What's this, a ritual (yawns) I don't think I can do this.

(He keeps the book and sleeps off)


NEXT DAY

(it was time for the Normal morning routines as usual, and maria seemed like someone who woke up on the wrong side of the bed)

MARIA: Wake up mavis!

MAVIS: (stretches her self) Already up mom.

MARIA: Go wake your siblings.

MAVIS: On it!

( She gets up and heads for Jerry room, but she feels a little quake coming from that direction, and as she goes further it's gets intense..)

MAVIS: (Opens the door) Hey bro what's...

(There's a rumbling in the room which gave her goosebumps and again, she see's the book and the tablet glowing and suspended on air, she freaks out on seeing the remarkable but yet distressing event, she shouts..)

MAVIS: JEREMIAH!!!

(Jerry wakes up and everything stops)

MAVIS: (pants) What is that??

JERRY: (Groans) what?

MAVIS: I just saw a book floating, and your room shaking, what is happening?

JERRY:  Nothing to worry about.

MAVIS: What do you mean by that, your room is the only room that is shaking, and filled with weird stuffs.

JERRY: (yawns) You didn't see anything sis, just go wait outside, I'm already up

MAVIS: You know what, I'm gonna tell Mom about this.

JERRY: No please don't, just let this one slide okay?

MAVIS: (Sighs) Get dressed and ready for school.

(Mavis leaves)

AT SCHOOL

(Jerry's attention to the lectures that are going on in class is divided due to the thoughts of the recent incidents, that he cannot explain)

(Bell rings for recess)

CARL: Hey man.

JERRY: Hey Carl

CARL: You seemed pretty off at class today why?

JERRY: Well the thing is I'm having a bad 
day man.

CARL: Why?

JERRY: I'm having a bad feeling about the book.

CARL: Yeah me too, i think something weird happened last night, and I'm guessing it's the tablet.

JERRY: Exactly what I experienced this morning, and the worst part is that Mavis got to know about it.

CARL: What! but did she take it seriously?

JERRY: Not really, I took her mind off it, and told her to let it slide.

CARL: (Chuckles) Nice, speaking of which, how far have you gone in reading the book?

JERRY: far? I'm not even done with the the prologue and the preface, that's if it has a preface.

CARL: What!! That's bad for your health bro, cause you made a deal with a weirdo.

JERRY: Bad for my health? that's us man, you and me, we are in this together

CARL: But you made the deal alone.

JERRY: alone? we went there, he gave me a tablet and he also gave you a tablet, and he specifically said "your friend will need you"

CARL: yeah right.

JERRY: But wait, come to think of it, what did he mean by "your friend will need you"

CARL: Yeah he made it look like I don't know that you need me, cause well, who's gonna save your weak ass from danger?

JERRY: (Scoffs) I think he meant more than that man.

CARL: So what are we gonna do??

JERRY: I really don't know, but I brought the book with me.

CARL: We have 3 hours left for the deal remember, and I really need those novels we asked for, and i really need to get a snack, I'm hungry man.

JERRY: For once Carl, can't you think of something other than yourself, aren't you scared of what might happen if we don't get this done?

CARL: (exhale) I guess your right

JERRY: (Sighs) and I think Rita probably hates me for being a dork yesterday.

CARL: Don't say that man, but if it was me I'll definitely hate you bro (chuckles)

JERRY: (groans) you aren't helping the case carl, I think she hates me right now.

(Rita cuts in..)

RITA: Hey guys

(Jerry stares at Rita)

CARL: apparently she doesn't, You know what, Amma go grab some stuffs at the cafeteria.

(Carl leaves and Rita seats)

RITA: (Clears her throat) so i....

JERRY: (Bursts out) I'm so sorry for being such a jerk in front of dax and it's all cause of my stupid condition and I'm also sorry cause I didn't know he was your boyfriend, and Im kinda attracted to you, nooo that came out wrong, the point is I'm sorry.

RITA: You don't have to be, I came here to apologise for the way I walked out on you the other day, and secondly dax is not my boyfriend, and you being attracted to me, that's new (Smiles)

JERRY: just forget I said that.

RITA: So you didn't mean it?

JERRY: No I did, I really do, ok don't forget about it but just act like you know nothing about it..

RITA: (CHUCLES) Ok smart guy.

JERRY: Yeah, so my sister and i got invited to her friends party and now I'm Inviting you to come with me.

RITA: Are you asking me to come with you?

JERRY: Yeah I am

RITA: Like a date?

JERRY: Well I wouldn't call it that but yeah, a date.

RITA: Really smooth Jerry, so when?

JERRY: On Friday.

RITA: That's 2 days from now.

JERRY: Yeah

RITA: Well my schedule seems pretty tight on Friday.

JERRY: Well if you're busy then no problem don't sweat it, it's fine by me

RITA: No, I'll definitely be there by..

JERRY: Friday night by 8

RITA: Okay see you there then..

JERRY: and you too Rita

(Both Smiles Rita leaves and Carl's comes in)

CARL: Bro today's doughnut tastes better that others, wow what a doughnut

JERRY: My Stomach is empty but yet my heart full.

CARL: Somebody is in love!!!!!

JERRY: shhhh stop being silly

HEY NITWIT!!!!

CARL: Oh no 

JERRY: Isn't that.

CARL: DAX, run!!

(Dax and some boys Chase's them to the field, but Jerry falls due to the immense stress of running for his life)

JERRY: (wheezes) I can't breath properly, my heart!

(Dax and the other boys shouts in distance)

CARL: Oh no why now? You know you shouldn't stress your lungs! Where is the inhaler?

(Carl tries getting the inhaler but gets knocked down by dax)

DAX: (Laughs) you nitwit want to take my girl right? 

CARL: (Groans) give him the inhaler, he needs it.

(Jerry continues wheezing)

DAX: Shut up Carl twinkle toes!!

CARL: It's tizletoe

DAX: I dont care, just shut up and let me finish my speech!

(Carl get's ahold of a baseball bat and hits it on dax's knees, Dax falls down groaning in pain while carl gives Jerry his inhaler, helps him up and they both escape)

(AFTER SCHOOL)

(They both sit around the corner thinking of what to do)

CARL: We have less than 30 minutes to get to the book keeper.

JERRY: I don't think going to is a good idea man.

CARL: Why not?

JERRY: Don't you get it, he's gonna want the book back and also take our money!

CARL: So what are you trying to say?

JERRY: I'm saying we go home, and figure out what the heck is going on with everything.

CARL: Ok so my house or yours?

JERRY: well mine.

CARL: Then your house it is.

(They both head home)


AT HOME

(Jerry unlocks the door and they both go inside)

CARL: So who's home?

JERRY: No one.

CARL: So we have enough privacy for the weird book right?

JERRY: Sort of.

CARL: Ok, so bring it out.

(Jerry brings out the book, flips some pages and tries to explain somethings to Carl)

JERRY: So as you can see, some characters and their abilities are written here?

CARL: Yeah I do.

JERRY: So it says here, that we should place the tablet on our right hands, and chant the words written down here.

CARL: So it's kinda like a ritual or something?

JERRY: Yeah I think so.

CARL: Ok let's do it.

JERRY: Yeah but first you need to fill ur name and stuffs, i already did mine last night.

CARL: (sighs) ok 

(Carl fills his own part)

JERRY: Oh I see you chose KUVLAD

CARL: Yeah he seems pretty dope.

JERRY: Ok for the final phase, place your tablet on your hand and chant the words..

CARL: Ok, I'm ready

(BOTH) *GUNTE AH IR  GHURMA BAIRI YA SJIBAUK MAKSIB AGUSON "INN"*

CARL: How did we pronounce every single word??

JERRY: I don't know, I'm guessing it's the power of the tablets.

CARL: look! the tablet bears our name.

(The book let's out a very bright glow causing the house to quake)

CARL: What's happening!!?

JERRY: I don't know! but I guess it's the book!

CARL: I don't wanna die!

JERRY: It's the book, quick, close it!!!

(Carl tries so hard to close it, but the Whirlwind from the book is so great that it sucks them up into the book)

(Mavis gets home and finds out that the front door wasn't properly locked, so she comes inside and asks..)

MAVIS: Is anyone home?


TO BE CONTINUED

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Behind the screen, Qiao Feng could see Qiu Yue and even though her back straightened and she rubbed away her tears, for some reason he felt like if he didn't hold onto her she'd disappear. 

Instinctively his hand reached out for her, but that thin paper screen separated them. 

The fans could see his movement and a loud murmur rang out. It was because it looked so sweet yet heart-wrenching. He'd reached out for her, and yet he couldn't reach her. All the fans could see was his shadow that couldn't touch Qiu Yue. 


Qiu Yue turned slightly and blinked rapidly when she saw that and smiled softly. 


"F-For anyone who has the passes for the fan meet please follow the staff members to the Hall! And to everyone who came here today... thank you. You guys are the light of my life." 

Her voice cracked and yet remained steady as she spoke. She'd already decided to smile, and it wouldn't fall apart, not yet. 

Some of the fans couldn't hold back and started crying. Obviously, Qiu Yue was in pain, and yet, just for them, she would smile genuinely, to make them happy. And all she told them was that they had been the light of her life. 

Unbeknown to anyone, there was actually someone Qiu Yue was destined to meet in that stadium too, and her eyes teared up as she looked at the female idol. 

The man standing next to the girl, smiled gently at her, though slightly worried when he shifted his eyes to look at Qiu Yue, his gaze became complicated. 




Only once she got off the stage did Qiu Yue realize how tired she really was. She stumbled on the steps going down, almost falling, but warm hands reached out to hold her quickly, steadying her. 

Qiu Yue gave Qiao Feng a wane smile as she looked up at him. He let go of her but stayed very close even while she was walking back to her dressing room. For some reason, he was afraid that if he didn't hold onto her... she'd disappear. 


Like she had before... 

He just couldn't remember or understand why he felt this way. 

Someone else, two someones else's stepped into the hallway and seeing their faces, Qiao Feng's expression changed. Qiu Yue had no idea who man and woman were, but it was apparent that Qiao Feng did. 

Before Qiao Feng could do or say anything, the girl had already run up with sparkling eyes as she held out her hand to Qiu Yue. Just by looking at her eyes and her excitement Qiu Yue could feel that this pretty girl was a fan of hers, so she smiled and shook her hand. 

"Hello! Qiu Yue." 
She said softly. 

"Eeee! I know! I know!!" 

The girl squealed and jumped up and down surprising Qiu Yue, how much of a fan was this girl? She'd even forgotten to introduce herself! 

Qiu Yue couldn't help chuckling amused at her cute behavior. 

Seeing her laugh, the girl seemed to realize what she'd done and a cute red blush came over her cheeks. 

"I mean! I'm Liang ZiQin!" 
Even though the girl said it with no idea that Qiu Yue would've heard her name, Qiu Yue's body instantly went rigged as she flinched a bit imperceptibly. Sure Bao FeiYin, in the end, has decided to help her and Qiu Yue didn't have bad feelings for main characters, they couldn't be said to be good either. 


Even though Qiu Yue had largely controlled her reactions, such that normal people wouldn't even have noticed it, but unfortunately none of the three around her were normal. 

Disregarding the fact that they, all three of them, were main characters, they also held enough experience to see that Qiu Yue seemed shocked to hear Liang ZiQin's name. 

However they came to the conclusion that this must have been because she'd heard about their efforts from the management. As it is known, Liang ZiQin was supposed to enter the world of show business, as the original story dictated, she should've been managed by Qiao Feng. Liang ZiQin's current position allowed her to take the back door, immediately being assigned the best manager at the agency and like in the book, they'd requested it now too. 

But unlike in the book, Qiao Feng wouldn't give Qiu Yue up, leaving aside his feelings, just by skill and talent she was top notch. 

The person standing with Liang ZiQin right now was the first male lead, Shi Dong was already somewhat falling for Liang ZiQin. Hearing that she wanted to enter the industry, he wouldn't settle for anything but the best. 

Liang ZiQin on the other hand was truly Qiu Yue's self-professed biggest fan! She thought that if she had the same manager, she didn't expect him to manage her directly, but give her an assistant manager, she'd see Qiu Yue some day. The only problem was, Qiao Feng had no assistants under him, and he didn't want to work with more than one artist at a time. 

When he'd expressed this, Shi Dong had simply told him to 'ditch Qiu Yue then.' 


...it probably isn't necessary to say that Qiao Feng had dropped being polite to him after that point. 

He hadn't told Qiu Yue, because he didn't want her to worry about anything and he had more than enough capability to deal with this. 

No matter what Liang ZiQin's family status was, she herself didn't have so many achievements whereas he was truly a part of the elite in every way possible, he had proven himself through everything. If he didn't want something to happen, how could it? Such domineering thoughts went through his head when he realized sometimes even if he wanted something he could get it, and his ego suddenly deflated thinking about Qiu Yue. 

But now, look at this?! These people had actually come up to Qiu Yue after her concert! 

Qiao Feng's eyes sharpened and he stepped forward, placing his hand lightly on Qiu Yue's shoulder, with a hostile gaze in his eyes. 

"To what do we owe this visit?" 

He tried to appear polite, he didn't want to cause a fight in front of Qiu Yue. After all, that would mean telling her that he had been hiding something her too. He honestly wished to pretend he had no idea who they were and have them thrown out. 


But how could he fool Qiu Yue so easily? 

She glanced back at Qiao Feng, doubt in her eyes. She'd reacted because that girl was the main character, but what? These three were all transmigrators now?  Please, someone, tell her who was selling Transmigration tickets like sweet potatoes? 

Qiao Feng obviously didn't want to say anything, giving her a stiff smile instead. 

Instead it was Liang ZiQin who spoke. 

"That is... we were very rude to Mr. Feng, we didn't realize it would offend him." 

"...?" 

Seeing Qiu Yue tilt her head at her words, Liang ZiQin almost couldn't contain herself. 

"...actually I was told only after Shi Dong had already made the request!!! Or else I wouldn't ever try to take your place!!!" 

She promptly threw Shi Dong under the bus, what was anyone else in front of her idol?! 



Before anyone could say anything else, Yao Yan calmly walked up to Qiu Yue, ignoring everyone else pretending they were all cactuses standing in her way. 

"The fans are almost situated, you need to leave now." 

"O-oh, Alright." 

Qiu Yue turned to Liang ZiQin before hurrying away with Yao Yan and Qiao Feng. 

"This- please meet me after the signing! I'm sorry this was cut short-" 

And before she could finish both of them had dragged her away at lightning speed. 


Liang ZiQin held her tomato like face in her palm, eyes sparkling with happiness, annoying Shi Dong a little. 

Liang ZiQin's idol had asked her to meet later!! Ah~ she could melt here and still be happy~~ 





Qiu Yue's eyes were still very red because the body she was in currently had very sensitive eyes. Furthermore, Qiao Feng stood right behind her, very afraid she would disappear on him. 

All the fans melted at the sight of her smiling with such red eyes. Clearly, she'd been crying and yet look this silly idol of theirs? Welcoming everyone with such a beautiful smile. 

Qiu Yue smiled and sign the album for another fan, as the staff members let the next fan through. She smiled softly at the girl she seemed to recognize slightly. It wasn't the face particularly... Either way Qiu Yue felt like the girl had a familiar aura to her. 

Hmm... 


As Qiu Yue was thinking absentmindedly, the girl rushed towards Qiu Yue and hugged her for a second before looking at her intently. 

"Leave guys! Marry me instead! I'll make sure you're never sad!" 


(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ 

Yao Yan honestly almost threw the entire table away! She'd been waiting and waiting and Wtf this girl actually did it?! 

It wasn't just Yao Yan, though her feelings were the strongest, a lot of the other fans were so jealous! They'd been thinking it but that girl had said it! 

Qiao Feng had also been surprised for a few seconds, but he immediately pulled the octopus away from Qiu Yue, dragging away the sticky creature away even as the girl kept talking to Qiu Yue. 

"My name is He Min!!~~~" 

And then~ Qiao Feng went pew pew and threw her out!~ 

No he seriously just threw her out, except he did it such that she was handed off to the security and very very quickly escorted away. 

Seeing Qiu Yue's red and embarrassed face all the fans couldn't help but smile mischievously. 

Maybe they would've been angry, but it was clearly the girl named He Min who had jumped the boundaries, literally. And she'd even gotten to hug her! 

If it wasn't because their goddess actually looked very cute and shy right now, they would've gone and beaten up that girl, they were standing in line to see Meng and she'd gone and eaten tofu straightaway?! 

Even Qiao Feng felt very frustrated, after all, even he hadn't been able to anything yet either okay?! TT_TT 

But even more than that, he was still worried about Qiu Yue. She seemed fine on the surface but for some reason, he couldn't help worrying. Hopefully, he was thinking too much. 





The thing about the universe though, was that it liked playing around.

KO-FI: Qiu_Yue     (QiuYue|Crystall1z3d) 
PATREON: Qiu_Yue     (Crystall1z3d) 



This reverse harem novel, Qiu Yue didn't like at all. She wondered how she'd ended up with such a system, did her hate for harem reach such heights? 

Female Lead has opened a free tofu stall. 

Male lead is annoying Qiu Yue with passion. 

This poor main character who isn't an assassin, isn't a doctor, isn't even a writer! 

Main character: Wait, why are you coming here! You're supposed to hate me! Stop, STOP. 

And the System - ahhhh she's out picking up guys. ╮(－_－)╭



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       The high priest of the Dragon Yellowbelly was summoned to exercise the little Margot. They went alone to a room in the Villa house and to her great surprise, he was able to talk with her.
       "Nice to meetcha. Ah'm Margaret Marigold. Known as Margot by me friends."
       "Nice to meet Margaret too." He bows to her. "Margeret in the presence of the talented and famous, Prudence Yellowbelly, the high priest of the great and powerful titanic dragon Yellowbelly"
       "What this thing about exorcism?"
       "The residents complained that the Pipsqueak doesn't act like a normal girl, became a weird aberration, and talk in a strange tongue." He shrugged.
       "Not so strange since ye can talk to me."
       "The wonderful Prudence yellowbelly know a translation can talk with anyone."
       "Och! Ye need to say ye full name all the time, great and might OZ?" (Margot makes a reference to the Wizard of OZ from Frank L. Baum.)
       "The great and wonderful Prudence yellowbelly is known by its friends as Creeper."
       "What kind of friends names someone Creeper?"
       "The best ones. The kind who don't talk by other people's backs or backstab them."
       "Och! Ah never had that kind of friend. Not that Ah remember." Margot said a bit upset. 
       "Let's see. What happened to you?"
       "Ah wake up a monster yesterday." She cried.
       "That part is very known. Margaret did something differently before yesterday?"
       "Ah... Ah, put three points in endurance."
       "What? The translation spell had a bit of a problem, try to explain again."
       "I get me a magic book and put three points Ah have in the endurance attribute to fell better. " She pokes the icon and the book appeared making Creeper step back.
       "A personal grimoire? Prudence thought that only advanced wizards do that. How a Pipsqueak summon one of those?"
       "Ah summon from me magic dice." Only opening her hand with a thought she made the dice appear from the inventory.
       "A magic dragon dice? Only sorcerer dragons have those, it's not a surprise that people think you are a reincarnated dragon.
       "Ah thought people couldn't see me book. How you do that?"
       "Creeper also has a dice." He shows a twenty-sided dice.
       "Ah can see?"
       He shook the dice and a scroll appeared in the air. It opened by itself. It was written in a language that seemed like Mesoamerican pictograms.
       "It was very different from me book that is full of doodles."
       "Each grimoire is unique and written in your native language. Maybe it is the reason why it is called personal. Who cares?" He looked at her book.
       "You didn't understand what points are, the first time Ah said. But understood about raising attributes."
       "It's the first time Creeper heard about points. Show me those points."
       "Here. Those are me attributes and those are me points. Those were usually life bars. It mimicry an old 16bits videogame. Like ye say, the book is adapted to me."
       "Each book is different, however, it Is the first time that Creeper saw those." He pointed at his scroll. "Creeper book is defined by the pictograms for: baby, toddler, and go until adult and forward."
       "What is beyond adult?"
       "Those are pictograms for animals and magic creatures stronger than adult men."
       "Make sense." Margot punches the palm of her hand. "If One point in me book is the attribute for baby in yers scroll, and two for toddlers, that explains everything, inclusive why I didn't feel anything whit two points of power. How many pictograms until an average adult?"
       "There's a table in my scroll." He pointed. "This is those are the character for baby, toddler, small child, average child, strong child, small adolescent, adolescent, strong adolescent, young adult, and adult."
       "One, two…" She counted. "Ten. In me book, an average adult should have ten points." 
       "Whit those figures is very self-explanatory." Creeper poked at her attributes. "That means you have just one point in most of your attributes, it's all messed up. That's why Margot is all messed up."
       "What Ah do?"
       "Show the book to Creeper since the beginning."
       "This is the introductory page here is the menu."
       "What is a menu?"
       "A table of content. If I touch here goes to another page."
       "Wait! What is this?" He pointed at the book. "What says?"
       "That's an introductory text. This book is for personal use only. Yada, yada. Usually Ah ignore." She moved the text with her finger. "Wait Ah scroll a little and seems to be a lot of text."
       "What says?"
       "Welcome to a world of adventures, dangers, and dragons. Yada, yada. Before you dive into this world think about the kind of adventurer you want to be. You might be a courageous fighter, a skulking rogue, a fervent wizard, or a flamboyant bard. Yada, yada. Every adventurer belongs to a race, one of the many intelligent humanoid species. Yada, yada. Every adventurer is a member of a class. Yada, yada. Hitpoints? Proficiency bonus? Ability scores?"
       "Why Margot is so upset."
       "If Ah had read this the first time Ah would have twenty-eight points to start." She rubbed the page angrily. "Yeah Ah accept the points."
       The status menu started to glow and she went to the status section. "This circle with this number are me points and if a click in the plus sign a new bar appears in me attributes."
       "That's astonishing. The personal grimoire is linked with the hearth and soul, but Creeper never wondered that could be used to change the body that way." She was amazed. "Put all the attributes in the level of a child."
       "Including luck?."
       "Yes! Let's go with it." He holds her hoof and started to hit the plus signal."
       "Stop! Stop! Me points. Ye wasting me points."
       "Creeper is fixing the mess Margaret did. Raising an attribute too much can do that." He pointed at her. 
       "First time Ah put everything on mind and nothing bad happened."
       "Nothing that Margaret noticed. However, this thing about controlling your attributes by the book is mind-blowing. Coca should gave better abilities to Margaret since the beginning."
       "Who is Coca?"
       "Coca is the one who made the ritual to bring Margot here. Coca usually appears as a pale woman with green eyes, hair, and clothes."
       "Ah, dinnae ken no one like that. Only if she could turn in a girl of me age. There's a girl who always wears green and has green eyes in me nursery party."
       "Coca can do that. Shapeshifting is totally a Coca thing. Coca also has lost knowledge enough to made those dragons die."
       "Lost knowledge?"
       "The knowledge to make the most advanced magical items, like the dragon dice."
       "How this knowledge was lost."
       "Knowledge is power when just a few has access." He stroke her head gently. "A long time ago, just a few selected sorcerers had this knowledge that they keep a secret from everybody. Each generation fewer people had access to the knowledge until they all died in a terrible war, and the information to do the most powerful magic items was gone with them."
       "Kinda obvious that they would be a primary target for the enemies."
       "According to history, the old sorceress was arrogant enough to believe that the enemies of their kingdoms would spare them, because of their knowledge to craft powerful weapons."
       "And useful items like the dragon dice."
       "Coca is always looking for lost knowledge. No doubt that is behind this dice. But there are some things to answer. Coca made you eat attribute seeds?"
       Margot thought for a moment. "Those seeds were like nuts a bit bigger than the dice? We eat three,"
       "That could explain those points Margaret talked. But Creeper never heard about seeds that allow them to choose the attributes." 
       "Ye mean that there are specific seeds to raise power, dexterity and etc?"
       "Yes! Creeper even knows how to get those kinds of seeds, and Coca could breed a new seed that lets Margaret choose her attributes."
       "Attribute seeds? So… The normal way to raise attributes was by eating specific seeds? Like luck seeds?"
       "No! Growing up is the normal way to raise attributes. Magic seeds are rare, principally the ones to raise attributes. 
       "Let me guess. Nobody cultivates those seeds because they want to be rare and valuable."
       "Yes! Margaret is a very smart girl."
       "Ye made all me attributes six." Margot looked at the book. "Characters too balanced are no good." 
       "Characters too balanced? There's no such thing as too balanced. Probably Coca didn't that anyone would put everything in a single one attribute."
       "You know this Coca very well?"
       "Maybe. Coca and Prudent married had a son, lived together for a couple of centuries."
       "And whit happened. Ye divorced?"
       "No. Coca and Creeper get tired of each other and now live on opposite sides of the country." He holds her nose. "Blow."
       "Whit?"
       "Margaret little elf pony body must have time to absorb the seeds. Now blow."
       Margot blows hard and he pulled her nose turning her into a big baby goat. "A goat. Ye turn me into a Goat?"
       "No. Pips quick is an elf pony. It is natural to turn into a quadruped like... A goat pipsqueak said?"
       "Ah'm an elf?" She asked exploding of happiness.
       "Of course. Why else those pointed ears are for? Poking eyes of people sat at the side?" He pushed her head and Margot turns back to normal. "Curious to know that an elf can use a dragon dice and choose attributes. Margaret sound like a northern dragon. Are sure that Margaret is not really a dragon in a previous life?"
       "No. Ah cannae remember many things, but Ah ken that Ah'm northern human wamman and worked in a bloody tech company in eastern Asia."
       "Bloody Tech Company?" Creeper was thrilled. "Sounds evil."
       "If Ah put more points in mind attribute, me memory can recover."
       "It's not that way the mind attribute works."
       "No? But I had a problem to think clearly and raising mind Ah think better."
       "The Mind attribute helps to focus and memorize things after the attribute was raised, not to recover lost memories. Putting three of those points in a single attribute once, can harmful.
       "Ye raised all me status in a single time." She said upset.
       "All the status balanced." She jointed his hands to show balance. "Raising a single status too fast can be the reason for the lost memories"
       "Ah..." She said disappointed. "Ah wanted to remember better about me life in the other world."
       "Again with the other world thing? Oh..." He covered his mouth. "That is... It is better to never. NEVER! Talk about coming from another world with anybody."
       "Why?"
       He looked around got a paper and pencil and started to draw. "People around here are not much sophisticated. They were very ignorant and already fearing that Margot could be something evil."
       "Like the old saying: People fear what they don't understand."
       "Who says that?"
       "Ah dinnae ken. A wise person?"
       "A very dumb one". He gave her the paper. "<y personal experience always shows that when people don't understand something they punch, kick, hit with a hammer or something like that and when are tired put fire."
       Margot looked at the paper where he made two draws, in the first one she appeared talking and a bunch of adults confuses around and in the second draw, they were putting fire on her.
       "O-kay. the penny drops. Ah, understand."
       "Margot doesn't seem happy cute little elf ponygirl. It is better to forget about other worlds and seize this new chance and new life. If it helps, the old Creeper here can erase all those previous memories to live free as a normal little elf ponygirl."
       "Nah. Thank you. Ah, want me memories. Ah, spend too much time watching teli, reading books, and playing games to forget about them."
       "Creeper knows something to cheer the little elf." He holds her nose. "Remember this feeling. Stretch this little body and blow like a sneeze in, three, two, one."
       He pulled her nose and Margot blows. turning into a baby goat.
       "Good, Now relax and remember." He pushed her head and she turned back. "Now try to mimicry the feeling without help."
       Margot blow and turned into a goat. Then relaxed and turned into a satyr, doing again go back to her human form. "That was the Morph spell was." Finally, she turned back to a goat exhausted.
       "Margot seems happy now."
       "Margot is happy now. she said lay down on the floor."
       "Now prudence is going outside tell everybody that made a successful exorcism and everybody is going to see Margot like a normal girl." He winked. "Hide the book, don't talk about other worlds. and keep whit the history about a reincarnated dragon if there was any suspicion."
       Margot nods her head.
       "Perfect! Creeper is going now, but is going to come to visit."
       He opened the door and a lot of people were outside waiting. He made theatrical gestures obviously bragging about herself and ended with a lot of praises and applauses.
       Bonina ran to embrace her and cover with kisses. All the other members of the farm appeared to salute her. Really nobody feared her anymore.
       Saying that Margot enjoyed being a baby goat could be an understatement. She jumped frolicking all over the place. Bleating, head-butting, chasing the animals and climbing everywhere.
       Some adults tried to get her for fun, but she put them to eat dust. From the scary demon-girl, she became the amusing goat-child that turned the pacific life of the Marigold Manor in a funny mess.

Margaret was a weaboo that only cared for comics, novels, and games. Until she died reincarnated in the body of a small child, daughter if the poorest countess in a fantasy world,
Now she wants to be an overpowered adventurer but is not an easy task and she brought something else with her, that will create a lot of problems.

Now that he's gone I feel the sudden urge to snoop around his stuff, but of course its no easy task. I want to find something that could end up putting a twist in the whole series but all I find are books, loose papers, binders and his computer is locked with a password.
As I look through books on the other side of the office and go through binders suddenly, a picture falls out of one of the books. I pick it up and it's the picture of a girl with short wavy hair, wearing a stripped shirt and suspenders. She looks pretty cute. 
The back of the picture states the year 2007 and a really depressing sentence, even though it was smudged I could make out the words "Never love again" I don't know how to interpret this. During that year I was in 7th grade, middle school. I don't know how old Min-Joon this year was, but in dramas the characters ages usually round from 25 to 30. If he's in that age group, that means he was most likely in College when he met this woman. Following drama logic, this sentence shows that she and Min-Joon had something going on and parted ways on bad terms. 
Now that I find this, does that mean Yu-Na will come across another rival? If this girl is the reason he won't fall in love with Yu-Na, she's most likely going to appear soon. How do I deal with this? I don't like harems, I leave those in anime and manga. 
I hear someone knock on the door. 
Scared I put the picture back inside the book. If it was Min-Joon he wouldn't knock and if it was his family, they wouldn't knock either. 
I open the door and see a guy standing in front of me. He looks young, either my age or a bit older, but not older than Min-Joon. He's wearing a grey shirt with a tie but had a beige cardigan over it, he also wore dark grey dress pants and dark brown dress shoes. He looked so fashionable and bright, unlike everyone else I saw in this building. 
He seemed surprised when he saw me. I'd be surprised as well if I saw a woman coming out of my boss's office.  
He lets out a cute yet awkward chuckle and of course my heart skips. Why do all the guys in k-dramas have to be either cute or hot. I feel like he'll be playing a minor role in this drama. Maybe appear for an episode or two. A helping hand to get the main characters together. 
"Hello!" I say as I close the doors behind me "I'm Hannah, the Vice-President's new secretary, and you are?" I ask as I reach my hand for his.
He chuckles awkwardly and introduces himself "Hello. My name is Kim Dae-Hyun, I'm the executive producer of LV Entertainment" Executive producer, I know the word and I know its supposed to be a high-position, I just don't know what that job entails. For a guy that seems to be my age to have such a high-rank sounding job, he must be a genius in the field. I don't want to look like an idiot, so I smile and nod.  
I see Dae-Hyun holding a folder. It must be something important, that's what folders tend to have "The Vice-President went out for lunch. If you need to give him something I'll be happy to take it and make sure he gets it"
"Oh this, no. This is mine" he lets out another awkward chuckle "I guess I'll come back later" This guy seems shy. He has such an important job, yet he can't even look someone in the eyes for very long. 
I thank the heavens that that was over. His awkwardness made me feel awkward. As he walks to the elevator the thought of having no friends crossed my mind. Min-Joon, Yu-Na, secretary Chang, Tae-Woo. They are all people that I've met, and I'd like to consider them as friends but something in the back of my head just tells me not to.
I should pick a complete stranger. 
"Kim Dae-Hyun!" I yell. He turns around. I decide to ask him a series of questions.
"Have you eaten?" I ask him. He shakes his head 
"Do you eat lunch?" in dramas, characters tend to skip on that, but he nods. 
"Did you bring food?" another question where he shakes his head. 
Ok, now comes the big question, but I first have to explain myself "It's my first day here and I don't have any friends, let alone anyone to have lunch with, so can I eat with you?" As soon as it leaves my mouth I regret it. I not only sounded pitiful, but I also sounded like a middle schooler trying to make friends. 
I wait for Dae-Hyun to answer me. I smirk forms across his face as he nods. A sense of relief rushes through me. If all goes well during this lunch, I've got someone to talk to other than Min-Joon and secretary Chang.

Hannah loves Korean Dramas. When she's transported into her new favorite drama, she realizes that the only way she can get back home is by bringing the two main characters together. To do that, she'd have to become a part of their lives, but how can a hopeless romantic with zero experience in love play cupid?
Time to rely on drama cliches!
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Based on the Viki series "Dramaworld"

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