This is about a boy who gains power from everything he reads. He also has some other issues to deal with, like the chaos, but he is also part of the chaos. His abilities and powers will continue to grow and manifest, but which side will he stand on?

P.S. I am just in 8th grade so don't judge too much, but leave some suggestions or reviews so I can continue to grow as a writer and make the story better.

Two teens find themselves in the Amazon rainforest. they find some objects that spark their curiosity. they end up finding out something incredible. this story is a fiction that will hopefully make adults feel like kids again and will be great for all ages. there may even be some romance in the story.

Kakashi wakes up around 9:00 a.m in his bed
and leisurely walks to the kitchen and gets himself a bowl of cereal, he only bought food for two meals yesterday.

<Well looks like I have to go get more food soon.> Kakashi thought to himself and pulls put his phone and reads some icha icha 

Then kakashi exits the house and is off to buy a storehouse and a publishing place and then he is going to gift the world with the best books ever icha icha and make a profit.

At around 1:00 he managed to get everything in order then he goes to a resteraunt and leisurely orders a glass of water and a meatloaf with mashed potatoes.

Afterwords Kakashi writes the first book and finish at 5:00 and then he tells the workers to make about 5,000 copies and he lost about 750,000$. And with the few thousand Kakashi has left bought some groceries and dropped them off amd put them away and started killing more gangs since now he can use the books as his source of income and make it more or less completely untraceable.


 He cleared out a few more wars houses but he noticed the increase in security and decided to lay low he also doesn't need batman coming after him.


So after that carmage went to home and trained and checked all his jutsus as well as his body limits after doing so he meditated  and is very ever closer to breaking high jonin.

Kakashi then relaxes and read some icha icha a fee weeks passed by of kakashi training and learning all his limits and finally tested enough to conclude he has one sharinggan thats all natural. But one day he Has revieved a call saying they need to have a mandatory meeting so Kakashi showed up two hours late.


[Randome employee 1]: "where the he'll were you, you were supposed to be here two hours ago." 

[Kakashi]: "well I had to help a old lady cross the street."

[Random employee 2]: well reprimanding him is useless hes our boss after all, anyways the sales for icha icha was great so far many adults have enjoyed your book and want more your book is a success.

[Kakashi]:<Yes my first step of my plan is working soon I'll corrupt the children hahaha.>
"Ok print as many copies needed and I'll also write the second book soon for all my loyal readers."

[Random employee2]: "Ok boss will do we cant wait to publish your next book."

As he said that kakashi left for home to train some more.

This is a story about how a student of happy harbor high school was either onnthe wrong place at the wrong time or in the right place at the right time enjoy.

EARTH CLAN – HOUSE OF THE HEULFRYNS - THEOR 145

She violently slammed the table, not even wanting to look at this husband of hers.

"And you think that I'll accept that? Do you know everything I would have to sacrifice?"

"I know, but can't you do this for me, and them?"

"For them certainly not! And for you I would do much, but you won't let me!"

It was his turn to get angry. "He's my brother! How many times must I tell you this, I won't let it happen!"

"So why should I help you, then?"

"Don't tell me you'll use innocent children's lives, just so I let you commit murder! Do you even have a heart? Very well… If you want a reason, what do you think would happen if I told the Inquisition about the situation?"

She grinned and chuckled. "You wouldn't do that. What would you even win out of it? You'd be the first to die and they would follow before I do, and your other two children with all of us."

"…"

"I told you being a man of principles would not always help you."

"And if I bring them here without your consent, would you have a choice then?"

Her face turned cold. "Probably not. But remember, you've broken your most holy vow toward me and – most importantly – toward Kmir. Don't think I'd feel guilty to break a small promise I once did to you."

He took his head into his hands. He knew that what he did was wrong from the Church's point of view. However, he did not see this rule this clearly in the holy texts. A lot of passages about blood and its importance, but… He sighted. He knew he was just searching excuses for himself.

Now was not the time for theological debates. He could not let her… It was his elder and most dear brother's life that was at stake! All this for power, it angered him so much. How could he have married her? … Right, his father. He could not let her but… when he thought about this little girl smiling at him… and the new baby born…

"Fine. Do whatever you want."

WIND CLAN – SOMEWHERE IN THE NORTH - ALDIR 147

Astrid was now eight years old and Lin, ten. During these years, they slept in the same bed, listened to the same stories, invented their own. They spent their days working hard next to each other and their evenings laughing together.

Lin never talked on her own about the water clan but answered all the questions Astrid sometimes had. Thus Astrid learned about the wood houses high over the ground, large and flat, the rivers, hills, their cult of knowledge, their daily habits, the utmost importance of loyalty to brothers, sisters and cousins.

Every time she asked Lin about her family, the latter turned quiet. When she talked about her parents, it was always polite but short and distant. However, whenever she talked about her eldest brother Vlad, her eyes lit up briefly, and she said much more, thought she always seemed to be on the verge of crying toward the end. Astrid just assumed she missed them, so she told her to be strong, that she would visit them in a while, and should not be puerile and cry. Lin always nodded at these words, but never looked truly comforted.

One day, she came to Astrid, running wild, panting but all smiles.

"Astrid!! There's something that I absolutely must tell you! Grandfather announced me something!"
Astrid was quite surprised.

"You had a meeting with grandpa? It should be an important mission, or maybe news from your family?"

"Nope! But it's great news! Well… at least it is something very meaningful to me."

She paused, her eyes turning more serious.

"Astrid… I want you to understand why it is so important to me, so I would have to explain… I wanted to tell you this for a while, but I was not allowed to.

I asked for grandfather's approval today. He hesitated but said it would be fine. Only, you really, really mustn't tell anyone, even your father doesn't know."

Astrid's eyes sparkled. Finally, there would be no secret between her and her Lini!"

"I promise you! What is good news for you is good news for me! I will be the guardian of your secret, as the future chief of the noble Hansen tribe!"

"Thank you, I knew I could trust you."

The caravans were stopped for now. Her parents were trading with another family. Astrid was sitting on a carriage, watching over it. Lin came sitting with her. Her voice was even softer and quieter than usual, she sighted, summoned up her courage, and started to explain.

"If I came here three years ago, it's because… my family was slaughtered. Everyone. My parents, grandparents, my four sisters, three brothers. My eldest brother was not at home that day. I hope with all my heart that he's alive but… I don't think so. They surely found him that night, or... or he killed himself.

If I survived, it's because they missed the heart by a few inches, they did not touch any vital point. I used all my energy to cover myself with my younger sisters' blood, and to stay awake without moving. When they came back to check on me after killing my parents, it was enough to convince them.

They left, probably to search for Vlad, I don't know. I waited for so long. Then, our butler found me. He used magic to heal me and took me out of there. Said they would come back to burn everything. He also told me I was the last one.

I don't know for sure who they were and why they came. Their faces were engraved in my mind, but they were probably just mercenaries. Some enemies of my family, or earth clan's people. The great war had ended only two years prior, so revenge was a daily matter.

The butler sent me here, as the wind clan and water clan are allies since the Origin, since we share the same parents, Sofiia and Aldir. I could not stay there. We have no idea who did it, and they would go back to cover their traces if they found out I'm alive."

She had tried to keep her voice in check and her face emotionless, but the pain was vivid in her eyes. "Do you understand? I can't ever go back. You're my family. My one and only family."

Astrid was so shocked she could not speak for a while. Tears came to her eyes, but she kept them inside, not wanting to make Lin uncomfortable. She took her into her arms. There were no words that could be said, she could only let her know she was there for her.

So many questions filled her mind. Why all this hate? Why were there still wars? Why did Lini have to live through this? She whispered to her ear: "I'm so sorry for all the questions I asked about your past… You'll always have a family here, not matter what happens, even if we travel all the time. You'll always have a family."

Lin hugged her for a few minutes, then let go. He eyes were a bit wet but not red. She smiled.

"Now for the piece of news. You'll understand why it's so great. Grandfather will… adopt me as his own granddaughter!!
He'll put me in the register in the next clan meeting, the Elders council should accept! I'll be put as a war orphan. I'll even get a role! They won't be able to tattoo it to me, but it will still be official all the same. I'm so happy, Astrid!"

"It's great!"

She truly felt overjoyed for her, but, at the same time, a doubt filled her heart. If Lin became her sister, she would become her older sister. Didn't that mean that Lin would be the next chief, then? Would she be replaced just like that? She tried to articulate something.

"But… You… I… Did grandpa… Hum, will you be sitting next to dad and grandpa in the next clan council then?"

Her hands began shaking, so she hid them. She looked straightforward, mentally preparing herself to be replaced, retrograded.

Lin looked at her, startled. Then she seemed to understand as she blinked her eyes with an air of surprise.

"Astrid…
No, don't ever worry about that! Official member of the family, but never an official member of the clan, that would never be allowed. I'll have the same responsibilities and will be judged under the same laws, but… my status will always be different, I'll always be a stranger.
When you'll be chief, I'll be your most loyal subordinate and your best counselor!"

"Lin, why are you giving such importance to blood? We are free people! Why should blood shackle us to some land or law?"

Lin always had this kind of speech Astrid did not understand. To any outsider, she had become a proper wind girl. She knew everything there was to know. She was full of life, always passionate about everything, hard-working, she knew her chores, and every small detail of the camp's functioning.

However, she still could not make free of the chains that hold her. They were so tight on her, Astrid did not know how to free her.

"You'll be part of my family, you'll be my elder sister, why the fuss with the details?
If you're worthier than me, it would be absurd to refuse you for your eye color or blood.
You're much smarter than I am, so who knows…"

Considerably calmer, she took Lin's right hand and put it on her heart. She saw adults do that in meaningful moment, or when they were to tell a confession.

"However, thank you for your loyalty. No matter what happens, we'll stay one for the other without fail. We complement each other."

"Un, whatever may happen!"

Then, she stood on her feet, laughed a little and spun.

"So? What do you think my role will be?"

"Well… You're as good as mum for calculations and counting money, so you'd be a great Gold Master. Or else…"

Astrid suddenly realized something. She became so excited that she was not able to stay put, eyes wide open and filled with stars.

"Tales Master, Lini!! Tales Master!

You're so good at remembering things and you already know more stories than most of the adults! I've heard you tell them, you have so much talent!!"

"What? No I don't have any special talent, it's your stories, Astrid. They're… they're just so…
I always liked reading, but in the water clan we read the Holy Texts, the Morals, academic subjects. Here…"

Her eyes lit up as she spoke faster and faster.
"Your legends, your stories, they're so beautiful! So well written! I mean, it's full of magic, adventures, romance, epic battles... The faces of the children when they ask me to tell them what happens next! However, at the same time, they contain lessons, as many as the Morals of the water clan do, so that adults discuss them and children assimilate them without even realizing it! Every bit is so fascinating!"

She then lost Astrid while doing a short analysis of one of her favorite tales.

"It's true that if I could spend my days learning them, passing them to the next generation …
But Tales Master are so rare. And the Hansen are nobles of the second circle, they're one of the most important family of the clan. The role I'll have will be for the clan, so they won't let me…
Most people are Land Masters, I'll be that too for sure…
How could they let a stranger share our culture?
... Your. Your culture, I have to stop dreaming."

She then smiled again.

"No, I can't whine like that! I'm already so lucky, I can't ask for more!"

Astrid knew this smile. In all these years, Lin never stopped smiling. She always had this sometimes soft, sometimes bright smile. Everyone thought she was just happy all the time, but Astrid knew better. She was the only one to know when Lin's smile was not a real one.

It was the same issue over and over again: despite being a girl of the wind in every aspect of practical life, she still talked so much about laws, rules. She did not know what it was to be free, truly free. She would not even dare to imagine what it was like.

"Master of Land, you? Ha! Nope, you might be better with your hands now than your weaklings of the water clan, but you're not good enough for any of the Land Masters responsibilities. And even if you were, that would be such a loss! You're so good at listening, counselling...

And also, Grandpa will a-do-pt you! If the Grand council refuses, then… then… then they're all idiots, na! Plus it would be so unjust!
You want to be a Tales Master? Then as a girl of the wind, do it! Fly where your desires lie!"

"Astrid... You haven't seen any strangers besides me in the wind clan, ever. Do you know why?"

"Well, we travel all the time and other clans don't like that... Once, I've heard uncle Ösil say that they are jealous of our freedom, something like that.
But if all other clans' members are as nice as you are, there's no reason for them not to come."

"That might be one of the reasons. You're the clan with the fewest strangers passing by, most likely also because you have no academy or school. However, if no one comes to live here or marry one of yours is because it is forbidden to mix between clans. Even living together is not considered good. To travel or study, it is perfectly okay, but settling oneself in another clan is really difficult. And having children with someone who is not of the same clan is strictly forbidden. The parents are killed by the Inquisition as soon as it is found out, and the child or children with them.

The only reason I am not looked down upon and bullied here is because of the importance you give to freedom, and grandfather's protection, but still. The adults will always see me as a stranger. On this earth, blood is the law, whether you want to believe it or not, Astrid.

That is why I worry that they won't accept me as a Tales Master, and that is why I know I won't ever take your place. I won't ever be able to have an offspring either."

"But that's awful!! Why can't we marry whoever we want, who said that?!"

She could not fathom why. She was suddenly so sad.

"But... you're my sister, this is our family, our tribe, our clan, yours and mine! Adults can't take away our freedom like that!
We'll find a way! If the adults say no, we'll find a way so they say yes. I sometimes am able to do that with mum and dad, maybe I can with others, too."

"Have you ever heard of Kmir, Astrid?"

"Kmir? I've heard of it but I only remember the outlines. Why?"
"In my clan, and in all the others, actually, and in the Capital, also, listening to Kmir and following the Holy Texts is more important than anything else. There's a King and a Queen, but the Order, that means the Clergy and Inquisition, are the real rulers.
And, the Order says that having children between two different clans people is blasphemous, one of the worst crime on this earth. This, along with worshiping Chaos or the Old Spirits, and practicing black magic, are know as the three great crimes. If there is proof, an inquisitor can execute you without a trial ! That's why. The people who said that aren't ones you can offend, Astrid. As long as you stay here, say whatever you want, but outside...."

"Humph, if it's like that, I'll become the queen of freeeeeedom!! And I'll be more powerful than all the bad people!!"

Lin frowned. Hearing Astrid speak like that made her worried. She tried one last time to reason with her. "You know, outside, everyone seeks power more than anything. To them, a queen of freedom would be weak."

"Power is not anything important! When mum reads stories to me, the one who wins is not the most powerful but the most brave and righteous! Power just binds you to the ground, it doesn't make you accomplish as many things as freedom!"

She got out of the carriage and told her: "I'll go see Grandpa and ask him! Don't worry, Lini, if he doesn't listen to me, I'll go ask the Grand council directly!"

She felt so adult right now. However, she knew it was not as easy as that. She was not going to talk with Grandpa, but with the chief of the Hansen Tribe, one of the chiefs of the wind. She had to be careful.
She refused to see a smile like that on Lini's face ever again!

Finally, Lin smiled and let go. She liked seeing her so carefree. She was still a child after all. The age she herself was when the tragedy happened. She was glad Astrid wasn't forced to mature as quickly as her. "Thank you. From the bottom of my heart. However… if you agree, let me talk to Grandfather directly.
You're right, if I want to be accepted as a girl of the wind, I have to start acting like one, and fight my own fights!"

With her braided hair flying around her and her body emanating all her determination, no one could ever call her a stranger.

Two siblings whose lives were destroyed by the slaughter of their family.
The proud daughter of her tribe's chief whose naivety was crushed by the toughness of the law. 
A young princess who had her faith challenged by the hidden truth of her own birth.
An orphan bought to kill, raised to see human's lives through the gold they are worth. 
The prodigal son, whose reputation was ruined by the person he trusted the most. 
A young girl led to fall into black magic after witnessing her mother's suicide. 

They were all children, they all saw their dreams and hopes blown to pieces by the cruelty of the world. They all became adults,  the pride of different clans, seeking different purposes, holding different beliefs. Somehow, their paths were destined to meet. Some entangle themselves in the struggles of politics, some have their blood boiling with their desire for revenge. In the end, what will be the price of people's madness, and who will be able to afford it?

Bella got the book from Ben's room. It was still wrapped nicely.

On her way home she opened her own book to finish the story she started that morning.

◇◇◇♡♡♡◇◇◇ MOTHER HOLLE cont.

So she went in to her mother, and as she arrived thus covered with gold, she was well received, both by her and her sister. The girl told all that had happened to her; and as soon as the mother heard how she had come by so much wealth, she was very anxious to obtain the same good luck for the ugly and lazy daughter. 

She had to seat herself by the well and spin; and in order that her shuttle might be stained with blood, she stuck her hand into a thorn-bush and pricked her finger. Then she threw her shuttle into the well, and jumped in after it. 

She came, like the other, to the beautiful meadow and walked along the very same path. 

When she got to the oven the bread again cried, "Oh, take me out! take me out! or I shall burn; I have been baked a long time!" 

But the lazy thing answered, "As if I had any wish to make myself dirty!" and on she went. 

Soon she came to the apple-tree, which cried, "Oh, shake me! shake me! we apples are all ripe!" But she answered, "I like that! one of you might fall on my head," and so went on. 

When she came to Mother Holle's house she was not afraid, for she had already heard of her big teeth, and she hired herself to her immediately. The first day she forced herself to work diligently, and obeyed Mother Holle when she told her to do anything, for she was thinking of all the gold that she would give her. 

But on the second day she began to be lazy, and on the third day still more so, and then she would not get up in the morning at all. Neither did she make Mother Holle's bed as she ought, and did not shake it so as to make the feathers fly up. Mother Holle was soon tired of this, and gave her notice to leave. The lazy girl was willing enough to go, and thought that now the golden rain would come. Mother Holle led her, too, to the great door; but while she was standing beneath it, instead of the gold a big kettleful of pitch was emptied over her. 

"That is the reward of your service," said Mother Holle, and shut the door. 

So the lazy girl went home; but she was quite covered with pitch, and the cock by the well-side, as soon as he saw her, cried: "Cock-a-doodle-doo! Your pitchy girl's come back to you." But the pitch stuck fast to her, and could not be got off as long as she lived.

◇◇◇♡♡♡◇◇◇

The next morning Betty had a list of everything she thought of for the party.

Eiffel tower ice sculpture 

Gold and black plates.

Twinkle lights.

Cafe tables and chairs.

Invitations that look like a ticket. 
You are going on a flight to Paris France.
Date, Time, and where.
Please join Sanders, Sanders, and McLaughlin for a fun filled night on the streets of Paris.

Savoury food:
Baguette
Cheese (or fromage) – brie, camembert, boursin and other French cheeses
Quiche

Sweet:
Macarons
Croissants
Pains au chocolat
Chocolate eclairs
Truffles
Crêpes

Drinks:
French wine (for the adults)
Kir royale (prosecco with crème de cassis)
Pink lemonade (for the children)

A photo booth with a backdrop of Paris at night. 

Food $2000 from French Hen
Decor $3500
Staff $1000
photographer $500
Gift bags $2000
Ball room at the Hotel LeHouse $500
My fee $500

Total of $10,000

She made out a contract with everything on it and headed to see Mr. McLaughlin.

When she arrived he was in a meeting with a client so she had to wait over an hour to see him.

He read over the contract before signing it and handing over a check for $10,000. "I would like you to turn over all receipts for this money." he said.

"Yes, I will and I will also return any money not used." She replied.

As she was gathering her papers He asked, "Would you have lunch with me today?"

Betty was stunned. She had the feeling that he was annoyed with her before and now he was asking her out. She was a little curious about this handsome man.

"Sure, that would be nice." She answered. 

He took her to a little bistro not far from his office. His cold aura melted and he became a funny guy.

He started off telling her a joke.

A blonde and a redhead have a ranch. They have just lost their bull. The women need to buy another, but only have $500. The redhead tells the blonde, "I will go to the market and see if I can find one for under that amount. If I can, I will send you a telegram." She goes to the market and finds one for $499. Having only one dollar left, she goes to the telegraph office and finds out that it costs one dollar per word. She is stumped on how to tell the blonde to bring the truck and trailer. Finally, she tells the telegraph operator to send the word "comfortable." Skeptical, the operator asks, "How will she know to come with the trailer from just that word?" The redhead replies, "She's a blonde so she reads slow: 'Come for ta bull.'"

They talked and laughted then he asks for number to see her again.

"I would like that." She said.

"Next time dinner and we can take our time." He suggested.

"Sounds great. I enjoyed our time together today." She said.

They then parted ways.

◇◇◇♡♡♡◇◇◇

Zane went over the audit report on the south side project. When Ben got done with it there was $52.4 million spent unaccounted for.

Zane read over everything before calling in the head of this project for answers.

There once was a powerful Prince who ruled the business world with no heart.

Everything he wanted he took.

One day a cleaning girl getting his home ready for a party caught his eye.

Could someone so simple thaw his hear and turn the beast into a man?

He quickly turned. He picked up a vase and threw it.

He stormed down stairs. "Who is in charge?" he roared.

Bella stood up, "I am sir, my name is Bella Beauté, what can I help you with?" She held out her hand.

He stared at it but could not take in, "It is improper to sit out in front of my home and have a picnic. There is a park down the road eat there."

"I do apologize sir. We will do that from now on. Is there anything else?" Bella tried to keep calm.

With out a word he stormed back into his home. There was still 40 minutes for lunch so they packed up their lunch and headed to the park.

From the window he watched the little girl drive away. 'Bella Beauté... Beauté is french for beauty and she was a beauty.'

[The book is also full of fairytales Bella loves to read]

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The door creaked, unwilling to open. Massive and ponderous, the sunlight glinted on cracked varnish, broken ornaments, and some greasy spots.
The twisted, rusty hinges made opening the door quite the ordeal. Little Alexander used the old reading room as his personal asylum, one only penetrated by the few who dared enter the west wing of the castle.
Yes, the west wing. Just like in the cartoon with the living furniture pieces he'd watched with Robin a short time before.
"There you are, Sasha," a female voice with a thick eastern European accent said from next to his ear as he sat in a deep, giant armchair upholstered in chintz.
Just like the door, the west wing, and really the whole manor house, the armchair was old, smelling of dust, mold, and cat poop.
The Follen manor had lots of cats.
"Anastasia," Alexander smiled, closing his textbook and trying to hide it behind his back. That definitely wasn't enough to escape the Russian witch's warm, brown eyes.
She was tall, taller than Robin. And beautiful. If Alexander were older, he'd have called her sexy, but in those days he didn't know much about sex. Actually, all he knew was that it was one of things most frequently bought and sold in High Garden.
She almost never wore dresses, preferring a shabby Star Wars hoodie, threadbare Levi's jeans, and Converse sneakers. She had only one pair of Converse, but she put in different colored laces every three days.
And is it even worth mentioning that she was dating Robin?
Neither the height difference nor the age gap bothered them.
Robin had turned seventeen the previous week, Alexander's third at Follen, while Anastasia was coming up on her twenty-second birthday.
That provided an endless supply of jokes for the other students at Follen School of Dark Wizardry and the Forbidden Arts. (That was what Robin called it, a reference to some Hogwarts or other. Alexander had no idea what kind of place that was, though his older friend promised to show him a bunch of movies about a bespectacled wizard the next weekend.) Everyone agreed that Robin and Anastasia had probably come together as the only adults outside Professor Raewsky at the school.
"Why aren't you playing with the other kids?"
Alexander had laughed at Anastasia's accent at first. She sounded like a character straight out of an old spy movie. He'd teased her until she poured a bucket of cold water over him.
Unsurprisingly, that had cooled him off.
"Are they hurting cats again?" Dumsky squinted.
"Um…" Anastasia pretended to fall thoughtful. "Patrick and Jessie call it a game. Irma and Ganesh agree with them."
"Little bastards." Jumping to his feet, Alexander was about to dash for the door when he literally bumped into Robin.
As always, the latter was wearing a suit, a narrow tie, and a stripeless hat. There was a cigarette in his fingers.
Robin was a heavy smoker.
A very heavy smoker.
He said smoking used to take the edge off the hunger when he was begging for food in the High Garden streets. Alexander didn't believe that. How could smoke replace food? Robin was presumably just making up excuses for his bad habit.
"Looking like a bad boy again." Robin ruffled Alexander's hair. "If you stay like that, you won't lose your innocence until you turn as old as the main character from the movie we watched yesterday."
"Forty years is a pittance for a true wizard."
"Pittance? If you keep using words like that, you're going to die a virgin."
Dumsky pushed Robin's hands away and took another step toward the dark corridor flanked by suits of armor. Its walls were hung with tapestries and paintings, its floor covered with once-thick carpet long worn out.
"One against four, Alex?" Robin inhaled and blew smoke out of his nose. "Anastasia and I spent two days nursing you back to health last time."
"They're hurting cats!"
"Oh Loki, god of the dark arts," Robin said with an eyeroll. "Why did you endow this wonder kid with such a great love for those flea carriers?"
"They're soft and fluffy." Alex frowned. "And they don't have fleas. They don't run away when I come to pet them, either."
"They don't," Anastasia smiled, coming up from behind him. "Sometimes it's scary how this seven-year-old's—"
"I'm almost eight!"
"This almost-eight-year-old's," the Russian witch corrected herself with the same smile on her lips and deep in her eyes, "body is shared by a black magic genius and…a boy of eight."
"A boy in the shiny black armor of a dark knight," Robin added. "Fear him! He's the terror that flaps in the night, the—"
"That's not from Duck Tales," Dumsky interrupted. "I Googled it. It's Darkwing Duck. A separate series."
"You don't know anything." Robin poked Alex's forehead with a finger. He always did that when he wanted to explain something but didn't have the words. "Well, do you remember what I taught you?"
"First, watch my feet. Second, don't let anyone get behind me. Third, use mana sparingly so I still have some in reserve after the fight. Fourth—"
Robin's hand flashed in front of Alex's eyes.
"What's this?"
"A notebook."
"I can see that. What are you using it for?"
"Writing down your lessons."
"Damn it! Damn it, you fucking…"
The rest of Robin's cursing was drowned out by Anastasia's ringing laughter.
"I'm going to start calling you Sheldon Cooper." Embracing him from behind, she started to squeeze slightly.
"Stop…cuddling…me," Doom said, barely getting the words out.
"Well, wifey, it's time to let our son go fight his battle."
"I'm not your wifey," Anastasia shot back, sticking her tongue out at him. "And I'm not letting my son go."
"If you're not my wifey, then was he born in sin?"
"No. He's just not yours."
"Oh Loki. Why? Why did you punish me with a non-wife who cheats on me?! The only good thing is that you had such a cute wonder kid. Here, let me hug him, too."
"You're strangling me!" Trapped between their bodies, Alexander got away. He dusted off the sweater that fell nearly to his heels and completely covered his sliced jeans and plain sneakers. "And I'm not your son!"
"How awful."
"You heard that, too, dear? Our son abandoned us!"
"Oh dear. I don't know where we went wrong as parents."
"A couple of idiots," Alexander said through gritted teeth before realizing that no one was blocking his way anymore and dashing off into the corridor.
"Come back with your shield or on it, my boy!" Robin shouted after him.

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Putting one chair on the floor and sitting down on it, Mara listened to her professor and supervisor play. So absorbed. So obsessed. And so painful. His fingers fluttered easily over the keys, touching them briefly and lightly, but…
But still she had the impression that Professor Dumsky was playing more on broken glass than on a piano, each touch bringing with it unbearable pain.
Pain that was mental, not physical.
It was as if the broken shards of glass were cutting straight through to his heart.
All that dulled the pain were the cigarette in his mouth and the glass of whiskey.
"What happened to you, Professor?" Mara whispered, then clapped both hands over her mouth.
Fortunately for her, the black wizard was too engrossed in the music representing the broken shards of other people's hearts to hear what she said.
The music played on, Dumsky's stare growing darker and darker as he immersed himself deeper and deeper into his past.

Alexander Dumsky, or Alex Doom, was a dark wizard. At the age of seventeen, he was convicted of a litany of crimes so long that even the seasoned investigators, judges, and prosecutors involved in the case could only shudder.
Not a single attorney could be found to defend him in court.
But four years later, Alex was released from prison to become the Professor of Dark Magic. They'd thrown him into the deepest hole they could find, one built for the sole purpose of holding wizards, and then they let him back out again...
Why him? Why then?
Oh, you're not surprised to hear talk of wizardry? Well, then you probably know that the Magic Lens, which was invented in 2032, let humans see and use magic again.
Or do you know?
Glad to introduce you one more of my top series "Dark Wizard's case". The book is just started translating from Russian into English. Active publishing of the chapters will begin in March. Now you can add the book to your marks to get the new chapters on time.

A couple of days have passed since our triple with Lucy and Rosa.
Today is the birthday of Alexas and Alexa. Ray had breakfast as usual and went to their house to give presents. He had breakfast as usual and went to their house to give presents. After that, he took the spellbook for Alex and went to the workshop to take the pendant, he was lying there. Having packed them in a bag, Ray went to their home. Going to the door he knocked, from the door he heard Alexa go meet the guests. She opened the door and saw him, Ray smiled and said.
-Hi, I came to congratulate you and Alex.
-Hey. Come on in, then I'll call Alex.
It was customary to celebrate the 16th birthday only with close relatives and good friends of the family. Ray did not fall into this circle, so he was not going to linger for a long time. He went in and greeted the guests of which there were quite a few, they were dressed pretty well, some of the guests were dressed in clothes of the level that Lucy brought with her from the capital. Soon, Alexa came up and brought her brother with her. Alex greeted him, Ray answered him the same, and after he got his presents out of the bag and began to congratulate them.
-Alex and Alexa, I congratulate you on this wonderful holiday, on this day you have become adults and now you can embark on the path that you choose. Alex, this book, spells E and F rank. She will help you on the path to becoming a magician and help you learn magic to protect your sister. Alexa, my father helped me make this pendant, but I tried and helped him with all my strength, when we trained with you, you lacked such an item, I think you will find it useful.
After he handed over the gifts, Alexa and Alex thanked him, he told her to pour mana into the pendant. She did so, and a bluish magic barrier appeared around her. Alexa was surprised and said.
-Wow, this is the magic of the barrier.
-Yes it is a pendant with a magic barrier. Although not very cobbled, at the beginning of the path of the magician it will be useful, especially if you meet a melee opponent.
-Thank you so much Rei.
-I think you should not distract you from the celebration, I was only going to give you gifts. Let's drink a glass and I'll go.
-Yeah, good. Now I will bring glasses and wine. Said Alexa.
While Alexa walked away, Ray decided to find out how new workouts were progressing, with Alex.
-How is her doing?
-All is well, she can change the size of the fire a little worse than you that day. But due to the fact that she is busy with control, she did not learn new magic. Parents say that it is better to learn spells, and then when there is not enough magic power, take control. But she decided to do it your way.
As soon as he finished, he saw that Alex was pacing with 3 groceries and a bottle. When she approached he turned to her.
-Alex said I caused you problems with your parents?
-No, I just thought that your method is more suitable for me, and that my parents think differently, well, every old man says that how he studied was an ideal way.
-Ha ha, my old man doesn't say that. Hmm, he didn't even train me intentionally, only when I asked. Well,  he reads so much stuff, I'm not surprised that he is able to choose the best ways to learn something.
-Okay, let's have a drink. Alex came to us.
Alex poured us wine, they drank a glass, and Ray decided to leave. he told them he should go and left.
Ray left and went home, thinking about Alex's situation, he decided to go to dad and thank him for everything he does.
He came home, went to his father, he was, as usual, busy reading something there. Ray turned to him.
-Dad I came, they really liked the gifts.
-Well, of course I liked it. Still would.
-Ha ha dad, actually I didn't come to say that. I thank you for everything that you do and will do for me, I am very grateful to you.
-Yes, great, I'm glad that you understand that my mom and I will try to help you on your way. You're already an adult, so I'll add that I won't get into your business if you don't ask, and you mother won't either, unless of course it concerns the wedding, ha ha.
-Ha ha, thanks dad, okay, I'm going to train.
Recently, he trained the ability to use a sprinkler without being distracted.

The path of becoming a magician in a world where with the help of magic people change appearance and not only it.
For persons of reaching adulthood.
If you have noticed an error, if you do not mind writing the correct version in the commentary to the chapter.

That evening every single newspaper edition went out with screaming titles such as: "Unanimous Wizengamot Vote!" "Progressive Ministry Acts, what's next?!" "Education Reform!" "Muquibs, who are they, and what you need to now!" And various other titles that spoke of the various reforms, amendments, and new laws to be put into place.

In an old, worn, but comfy home, the grizzled silver-haired former werewolf, Heskel roughly clears his throat as he reads the entire Daily Prophet from front to back. Heskel's hands shake as he tries to contain his emotional state. Quickly blinking his eyes dry, he carefully folds the paper in half, and makes his way to the kitchen.

The small kitchen is filled is packed with children, teens, and various young adults all sitting down at the groaning dinner table. The scent of food fills the air as the cook, a sixteen-year-old youth with vicious claw-like scars across his faces removes a casserole from the oven. 

Timothy smiles at the old former werewolf, who had happily taken their entire pack in without a word of protest. "You're just in time, Heskel," Timothy said. "I was about to call you, but dinner's ready to be served."

"I want to talk to all of you, before we eat," Heskel solemnly said causing everyone in the kitchen to warily glance at him.

Timothy carefully puts down the hot pan on the middle of the table and removes the oven gloves from his hands. "What's wrong?" Timothy asked in worry. "I know that money's been rather tight, despite us older ones finding jobs to care for the young ones."

"It's not that," Heskel said gesturing for Timothy to take a seat.

"Very well," Timothy slowly said as he sat down and waited for Heskel to speak.

A wide grin slowly appears on Heskel's face as he says, "I have wonderful news concerning all your futures."

"You're not going to split us up and send us away are you, Heskel?" Cried out a ten-year-old girl named, Lucy

The ten-year-old girl frantically clutched the hand of an eleven-year-old girl, Martha sitting at her side. Both girls were not blood-related but had been abandoned by their families not long after having been bitten. The two girls were taken in by Grayback, but even then, the two girls saw each other as sisters and did everything together.

"No, no, it's nothing like that," Heskel gruffly said. "All of you are my cubs now, and I protect what's mine." Lucy and Martha sighed in relief as they still clung to each other still afraid of what Heskel had to say.

Heskel held out the paper to Timothy to read as the older ones crammed around to peek over his shoulder. "The Ministry of Magic is not only offering us jobs within the Ministry but education for all adults and for the children!"

"School?" Eagerly asked, a clean, combed twelve-year-old boy named, Jeremy.

"Yes, Jeremy," Heskel solemnly answered. "The schools will open next year for children ages five until they attend Hogwarts."

The glow in Jeremy's eyes dies down as he whimpered, "But I'm already eleven nearly turning twelve."

Heskel grins at him and says, "I know, you'll be going to Hogwarts, my boy."

"Hogwarts!" Jeremy exclaimed in disbelief along with a chorus of others.

"Aye, the Ministry has deemed it that anyone possessing magic belong the age of fifteen can still attend Hogwarts," Heskel explained. "There are about of conditions, but ya'll can still go."

Jeremy's eyes sparkle like the brightest stars as he can't believe the joyous news. He can also attend Hogwarts with his brothers and sisters! However, he quickly glanced over at a nine-year-old with glossy hair and a button nose.

"But what about Cody?" Jeremy asked as the room grew quiet. Cody was an orphan muggle child that was bitten and had been taken in by Ophelia. He had no one except for them, they were his family.

"It's okay," Cody quietly said. "I've got no magic except for still being able to turn into a wolf, because of the nature of magical curse despite having already been cured."

Seeing the glow fading from the other children's eyes, Heskel says, "That's alrighty now, people like Cody have been classified as Muquibs. Meaning, they are able to be employed within the wizarding world including the Ministry of Magic."

"But, but, what about school?!" Cody asked. "I can't get a job, I'm still too little!"

"Ah, well, I didn't get to finish explaining," Heskel replied good-naturedly. "The new schools will also afford higher education to squibs and Muquibs until you're grown. You'll get schooling just like everyone else."

"I can go to school too!" Cody loudly shouted in excitement as everyone else joined in their laughter.

Timothy finally looked up from the paper and said, "We can all get wands now, Heskel."

"Aye, lad," Heskel huskily choked. "We all can except for Cody here." 

Earning a giggle from Cody. "Maybe, but I can still turn into a wolf and that's more magic than any other muggle can do."

"That is certainly is true lad," Heskel said. "Now let's all sit down to eat, the food's getting cold."

"Well, it's all your fault, Heskel," said a young woman with a crooked nose named Sadie.

"Brat," Heskel said earning a wide grin from the young woman and bursts of laughter from the rest of them.

The older girls begin to serve the meal, they carefully feed the younger children before serving themselves. Heskel ensures that all his pups are already eating when he finally serves himself a plate of food. Heskel takes a large forkful of casserole, "It's mighty tasty, Timothy. You've turned into a fine cook and have come a long way from being burning dinner."

Timothy flushed in embarrassment. "Well, at least, I can cook, old man. Your cooking leaves much desired for, why even the little ones can cook better!"

Heskel choked at Timothy's words earning cries of laugher from everyone at the table. Sadie wrinkled her crooked nose in tease and said, "Why even the littlest one, Reuben, who's only seven can make a pot of soup!"

Heskel sputtered even more indignantly as the seven-year-old in question with wiry hair jumps to his feet. "I can make sandwiches, a pot of tasty soup, and even dessert!" Reuben proudly exclaimed earning bursts of delighted laughter from his family.

"It's a conspiracy," Heskel bitterly grumbled. "Everyone's out to get this poor, tired, old wolf."

"Does that mean, that you'll happily accept our matchmaking attempts?" Sadie sassily asked causing Heskel to choke on his food and pound on his chest followed by a chorus of laughter.

Heskel attempted to glare at the older girl, who innocently batted her eyes at him. "I've no use for a woman to be underfoot," Heskel stiffly said. "I've survived this long without one, and I don't plan on getting one now."

"Says you," Timothy loudly said. "Why you were eating out of tin cans for every meal, Heskel, don't you dare deny it! If that's surviving, well, then maybe, you need a wife for your own good, Heskel."

Heskel even more flustered is unable to think of a comeback as he tries to scowl at them only earning giggles instead. "Brats the whole lot of you," Heskel indignantly said. "I'll be eating in the solitary, peaceful confinement of my room." 

With great pride, the elderly grizzled man marched out of the kitchen with a plateful of food. Bursts of laughter and jests follow Heskel out of the kitchen as a wide grin slowly appeared on his face. He'd deny it even until death, but he loved those darn brats even when they were trying to get under his skin, and maybe especially then. They were his family now and he theirs. He'd never been happier, and he'd not trade his present life for all the riches in the world. And that was a fact.

Before there ever was a boy that ever lived in a cupboard on Four Privet Drive, there was a similar boy in a far worse home that lived on Spinner’s End. We all know the tale of that abused boy who grew up to become a bitter spy. But not all tales end the same for in the many parallel worlds that exist in the universe there are far better endings, and equally as many worse ones. This is a tale of one such condemned universe that for better or for worse chooses to change its own fate.

(All rights to the Harry Potter world and characters belong solely to J. K. Rowling. However, I do claim creative fanfiction rights. Please do not post my fanfiction elsewhere without my express permission. This work will also be partially hosted at RoyalRoad, Wattpadd, and Archive.)

It wasn't really fun being in this kind of party. Li Yi Mei only took this as a new experience since this might become more common in the future.

After a short introduction from her father, she was brought around and had to behave like a good smart kid. Well, Li Yi Mei is not a child in soul therefore it isn't that hard to keep a proper image but her child body couldn't be strained. She was then helped to rest at some table and asked a maid to look out for her needs.

"Mmm~ I want something with strawberry!"

"Please wait for a while here, little miss. I will go and get it for you." said the maid and left her in the soft long chair that could fit 3 more adults. There was also a milk placed on the low table in front her.

Li Yi Mei drank from it. Milk is important for a growing child like her.

"May I sit here?"

A young boy suddenly approached her with a smile. She looked at him in a stare.

Why does he look so familiar?

"Is there something on my face?" The boy touched his face in confusion. Maybe there was some cookie crumbles on his face?

Upon noticing her own stare, Li Yi Mei immediately shook her head to say no.

"You can sit here. I don't mind."

The young boy recovered his smile. 

"Thank you."

It was gentle and very friendly that Li Yi Mei couldn't help but to smile back.


When the maid came back with three types of strawberry flavored desserts, Li Yi Mei and the young boy has been talking in happily.

The boy is called Xiao Feng, two years older than her. It was quite fun to talk with him since Xiao Feng seems to be more mature than his age. And this feels like a big reveal for her.

So kids like this does exist! Scary elite families!! (థฺˇ౪ˇథ)

To train little kids into little geniuses like this... wuuu... fortunately, Li Yi Mei's family is on the doting side and not the strict kind.

Because Li Yi Mei is a child right now, her body can't really take tiring things in many hours. So after just an hour of talking, she was taken back to her room to rest. The banquet still goes since it's not just a simple birthday they are attending but also a chance for future works.

Before leaving, Li Yi Mei waved goodbye to Xiao Feng while her other hand rubbed her sleepy eyes. She was being carried by the maid and can only say "bye bye..." to Xiao Feng.

When she was out of his sight, Xiao Feng still couldn't get his eyes from that direction, seemingly in the middle of a decision.

His mind brought him back to their earlier conversation about how she likes a certain story because Great Madam Li always reads it for her whenever she visits.

She recommended the book to him and hopefully will love it too.

"Cedric Errol..."

He unconsciously murmured.

"Xiao Feng..!"

Xiao Feng heard his cousin brother and blankly turned to him. A moment later, he snapped back into reality and followed the voice.

"Coming.."

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Time flows faster than Li Yi Mei thought. She was now a little lady at the age of 11, in a few months she would be 12.

Occasionally, her mother or father would bring her in some parties. As she grew up, Li Yi Mei felt like a cocoon suddenly turning into a butterfly— err, wait. Butterflies have short lives.

Then she'll be the cage bird who became a beautiful canary!

Nn! That sound almost the same.

It can't be helped. Her first five years as a child were all inside the huge estate. After that first birthday banquet, her family have started to let her go out once in a while.

It was only when she was nine when they finally agreed to enroll her in a private primary school. Everyday, she can't escape her bodyguards' eyes. It was only inside the school where she can truly feel at ease from their guarding.

At first Li Yi Mei didn't know why the Li family are so overprotective of her, but when she turned ten, her parents explained it.

Someone has been targeting them all these years. It was also the reason why they only had a child five years late into the marriage because it was too dangerous and they had to keep cautious even inside their own houses.

When the pressure eases a little less, it was then Qian Jin Hua got pregnant. But because of fear for their dear child's safety, they had to hid her for a few years to let Li Wu Ren deal with them.

That's why when they made sure it was safer, her fifth birthday was held with a banquet.

They have also loosen a bit of their caution and let Li Yi Mei participate in some outside activities thus her gaining some friends.

When Li Wu Ren finally dealt with the enemy and took care of the aftermath, they decided to enroll Li Yi Mei in a secured private school.

But just after her primary school graduation...

Cedric Zhu is what everybody says the 'perfect guy'.

Tall, handsome, smart and rich. The top student who can do anything and the school idol that everyone admires. He treats everyone with kindness and gentleness, and at the same time he is cool and distant.

He is the person that everyone can only admire (and envy) from afar, but this very distant person who can only appear in people's fantasy is my very own boyfriend.

He was my senior and I was his junior. So when Cedric is going back to our home country while I will stay behind in this foreign country, everyone thought we would break up.

I never had that problem until I went back home after two years of long distance relationship. (｡ŏ_ŏ)

[#HOW TO KEEP YOUR BOYFRIEND FROM DUMB GIRLS!!#URGENTLY AND ANXIOUSLY WAITING ONLINE!#]

This is the reincarnated story of me, Qian Yi Mei a.k.a MAY and preferably (by the name given by my boyfriend) MiMi, keeping my boyfriend away from that dumb heroine!

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P.S. THIS IS JUST ME WRITING STORIES FROM MY LOVE OF READING CHINESE WEB NOVELS.

I DON'T OWN THE COVER. I ONLY FOUND IT ONLINE, CREDITS GOES TO THE ORIGINAL OWNER.

As Reima was finished reading the news paper, an owl flew in and dropped a stack of letters on Ciri's head, some fell into her soup but it seems they've been charmed to be water, or soup proofed... Whether this is because of how often this happens, Reima will never know.

Nerissa pulls out a letter and shakes it off before opening it, her expression doesn't change and she just hands it over to Ciri for her to read... Yup, she's angry again...
Reima sighs, "What is it this time?" he asks.
Ciri growls as she reads the contents, "Due to recent events the "Ciri Rivia action figure with sword included" has seen a massive hit to sales. With this affecting multiple stores we unfortunately find it in our best interests to claim lost revenue via the courts, if you do not recompense our losses you will find yourself facing a lawsuit Miss Rivia."
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Reima "Wait, you agreed for them to use your likeness?"
Ciri growls "No, I never did such a thing... Yet they want me to pay for them creating toys of myself without permission!?!" she almost shouts, causing some of the nearby customers to leave, fear of her due to recent events still vivid in their minds. 
Reima "Don't mind them, if they try to sue you then we'll both deal with them."
Tom approaches and says "Uh ah, Miss Rivia, would you do me the favour of not scaring my customers off, please?"
She idly nods to him while tearing open another letter. "Misses Ciri, please give back the toy I sent to you, brother says your a dark witch and will curse me."
Reima "I didn't know kids sent you letters?" he asks curiously.
Ciri "Well, I had a few things sent to me... But looking at this now I'll return them, ungrateful bastards." she says, angry and confused at the sudden change in attitude towards her.
Reima shrugs and opens one for her, if she read through all of these alone they wouldn't have time to visit Diagon Alley. "This one looks to be from the Minister... Apparently he's very disappointed in how you, and I for some reason... Had handled last nights events. He's suggesting you keep your head down in Hogwarts and not cause him any more grief."
Ciri "Well, bugger him. I'll cause all the chaos I want and more." she says rebelliously.

After everyone had eaten their breakfast and looked through the angry letters (Some where from grateful adults) they all got up and prepared to visit the local pet store.
They found it incredibly distracting to walk through the streets, with Ciri's popularity turning to infamy everyone was keeping an eye on her, Reima didn't bother wearing Sunglasses due to the town being magical but that didn't stop people staring. He'd given a pair of glasses to Nerissa to hide her blood red eyes that'd attracted way more bad attention that either he or Ciri. The reason for this being that only Vampires and dark wizards who'd performed disgusting rituals having red eyes, causing people to be instantly wary or hostile towards anyone who has them.

They finally reach the pet shop with no small deal of hassle, inside they see various animals inside, including frogs, owls, mice and many other creatures... The thing that draws his attention the most being the cats, or Kneazle's as the more intelligent magical variety are called. He still remembers his promise to Priscilla of buying her a cat and will buy one these eventually, he decides to purchase one as his time inside this world is closing out, no point having to take care of an animal until then. Nerissa however is immediately drawn towards some sort of dog bed? The shop owner approaches and tells them of how its charmed to always stay warm, clean and comfortable. The almost glittering eyes of the young vampire somehow cause Reima to instantly purchase it... Is this the true power of Moe?
Ciri herself was more interested in the owls but didn't end up wanting any as she felt her life was too dangerous to keep a pet alive and happy.
Reima himself didn't see anything else apart from Priscilla's gift that he'd actually want to buy, familiars were cool but unless he stumbled across a phoenix somehow he'd rather not subject a creature to the levels of power he'd eventually have to face, the phoenix only being an option due to it's immortality that it'd undoubtedly be constantly using...

The group leave the store, the only person looking satisfied being Nerissa who'd bought a vibrating brush that Ciri'd kept glancing at for some reason and the aforementioned dog bed that she'd probably be sleeping in while in bunny form.
Everything didn't go smoothly as they tried to get back to their inn however as it seems the press had heard about them being in Diagon Alley, immediately they are surrounded by an army of journalists, each of them individually trying to get a story from them to boost their respective papers.
"Miss Ciri! Why did you slaughter those unfortunate people!?!"
"Miss Ciri! Are you and Mister Ludvig lovers?"
"Miss Ciri! Is that your daughter or have you kidnapped yet another young girl!?!"
Ciri "I've got nothing to say, I did what I felt was right! No further questions! Get out of my way!" she shouts over the crowd but they don't want to let her pass, any conflict commit by her would make a great story and would be worth any injury they would otherwise sustain.
Reima notices a dark alley way that people seem to avoid and decides to pull Ciri and Nerissa into it, fortunately the reports refuse to follow but most are rapidly writing about what'd just occurred, murmurs of "Dark Witch" can be heard as they travel further into the shadowy street.

Most people who die and are confronted with a godlike being like to take the easy route... Not this guy.

I have been sitting on this concept for a while and want to see if I can write it, starting with the Witcher then the game Absolver and then onto Darksouls 1. 

Don't rely on there being consistent updates because its unlikely... 

If you want to support my work or tip me enough to buy a drink please go here >https://www.p.atreon.com/Nagross

I don't own the cover art and have no idea who does, so don't sue me I guess? I also don't own, the Witcher, Absolver, DarkSouls or any other games, anime, books or movies written about.

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