I really believe that you are the greatest thing to ever happen to me.

A book store in Konohagakure
Menma was about to go to Ichiraku's when he bumped into Naruto. He frowned at Naruto and said, "Watch where you are going. Anyways, where are you going?"
Naruto smiled widely and said, " I am going to the bookstore. You want to accompany me?"
Menma said, "Well, I have nothing to do so I will accompany you."
So the two of them went along to the bookstore and Naruto went to the section containing Master-Jiraiya where he met Kakashi. Semingly, both of them were searching for the same book. They bumped into each other just in front of the latest release in the Icha Icha series.
Naruto first saw him and greeted him, "Hi Kakashi Senpai. Its been a long time hasn't it senpai. Anyways, I am searchng for the latest release in the Icha Icha series. Did you find it by any chance?"
Kakashi looked surprised and baffled. He asked, "You are actually looking for it? Who else knows about this hobby of yours?"
Naruto said, "Perhaps tou-san. No one else"
Kakashi said, "You should be careful with it. There are many who oppose the great books."
Naruto nodded and said, " I agree."
Kakashi looked at Menma who was staring at them as though he knew nothing. Kakashi asked, "Well, Menma, what are you here for?"
Menma answered, "Ohhh, Naruto asked me to accompany him so I just came along."
Kakashi sighed. He told Naruto, "I am unable to find the new Icha Icha release. Where are they keeping it?"
Menma looked surprised that they didn't notice that the book was right in front of them. They were searching up and down, every nook and corner of the store for a book right in front of their eyes. He wondered what was so great about this book they were searching out. He took the liberty to say, "Hya, Naruto, Kakashi-san, the book you two are searching for is right in front of you guys." Saying so, he smiled.
The two of them exclaimed, "HUH!"
They looked right in front of them and there were only two copies of the book remaining had all been burnt by ravaging angry Kunoichi who kind of disgusted the books. Naruto and Kashi each teleported and shushined to the books, and picked them up and sighed a sigh of relief that the last copies were safe in their hands.
Naruto said, "I don't know why people dislike these books. These are few of the greatest books ever published and they burn it down. I really don't understand them."
Kakashi nodded in agreement. He said, "If in the worst case I become the Hokage, I shall ban the burning of these books so that all of us can read them happily."
Naruto smiled. He said, "That would be the greatest thing ever."
Meanwhile, Menma took Naruto's copy and read a few pages. He threw it back at Naruto who caught it with grace. He turned towards Menma who said, "Hya, I don't understand why you guys are talking like his about the book. In my eyes, this is just smut."
Naruto blinked in surprise. He said, "Well, read it from the first installment. Then give your opinion. If you want, I can hatch you up with a copy of all the installments."
Menma took a few steps back and said, "Hya, keep those books to yourself. I don't want to get burnt by Kunoichi."
Naruto sighed and said, "You yourself will come to me asking for a copy one of these days. I shall e waiting for it." He grinned widely. Menma did not like when he or Tou-san grinned. It gave a very very creepy feeling.
Kakashi said, " Now now, the two of you have team placements tomorrow if I am not wrong. Now you two should go back and get prepared. You might end up in unusual teams tomorrow. Ja ne."
Naruto smiled and replied, "Ja ne, Senpai."
Kakashi then shushined to the cashier, paid the price and left. Naruto said, "Menma, lets get going as well. We shall have a long day tomorrow." The both of them went to the cashier, paid for the book and went out. They then went to Ichiraku and had five bowls of Ramen each. They then left for their home. Upon reaching the Uchiha clan compound they were recieved by Izuna. Izuna was astounded by the book Naruto was holding in his hand. He asked in surprise, "Why do you have that book in your hand?" Menma smirked at Naruto. He laughed slightly and said, "You're busted"
Izuna nodded and said, "You would be, if Mito were here that is. I went to the bookstore to get myself a copy of this book when I saw many Kunoichi burning these down. Mito was one of them. I couldn't believe it. The first day and they burn the books apart. How did you get a copy of this?"
Menma's jaw dropped to the ground. Naruto said, "I was actually lucky to get a copy. There were only two copies of it remaining. I and Kakashi-senpai both were searching for it together. It was thanks to Menma that I got a copy. You can read it if you want." Izuna sighed in relief. He looked at Menma and said, "Thank you Menma. I have been waiting for the release of this book for months together. You will not believe just how unhappy and depressed I was when I saw that many people burning it down. Can you imagine how depressed ad angry you would feel if people burnt down your favorite Ramen? Yes, that is exactly how I felt."
Menma wa unble to believe his senses. He knew he would feel bad if someone burnt ramen in front of him, but tou-san felt like that about those books! He stepped back and said, "Hehe tou-san. Your welcome and good night." Saying so, he ran away so that he would not have to be near people who read such books.
Meanwhile, Izuna said, "Naruto, give me the book. I shall make a copy of i for myself using the Rinnegan and give i back to you tomorrow after your kenjutsu and Kami no Ken training."
Naruto handed the book, said, "Good Night" and teleported to his room. Izuna on the other hand went to his room and started making an Icha Icha copy for himself.

After leaving Konoha, Madara came back to it to marry his love, Subarashi Uchiha. He did so after gaining the Rinnegan. Madara and Subarashi had a child who they named Tajima after Madara's father. Tajima gained the chakra of both Madara and Hashirama eventually gaining the Rinnegan as well. Tajima became a war hero of Konoha. Tajima had a son named Izuna. Izuna also gained the Rinnegan eventually. Izuna became the Hokage upon Minato's death. Naruto who is Izuna's son also gains the Rinnegan upon the Uchiha massacre. What will Naruto do in the face of many challenges? 
NatutoXMito 
(Mito Uchiha is the twin sister of Sasuke Uchiha. )

Matthias took a deep breath as he heard the knocking sound of his bedroom door. 

"Come in."

The strength which had left his body a moment ago seemed to return to his body with more vitality and with a more enhanced strength. That seemed to be the reason why he could casually answer the door without having an internal issue. 

The bedroom door opened and two servants entered with trays full of luxurious foods. On the back of those two servants was a third one who carries a small round table which was placed on top of Matthias who was sitting up on the bed. The other two servants swiftly placed the foods from the trays on the small round table and the three of them waited outside when Matthias dismissed them. 

"Mhm... this is worth reincarnating for."

Matthias felt happy for the first time after reincarnating to his new body as he savoured every single meal placed in front of him. He quickly finished in no time the foods that had filled the small round table. 

After he cleared all the foods from the table, he rang a small bell which was placed in the corner of that small table and the three servants from before went inside the room and cleaned everything up. 

A moment after the servants were gone, the door to Matthias bedroom was knocked once again. And this time, it was the three knocks which Matthias was familiar with. 

"Come in."

He answered the door and the household butler Glenn went inside the room with his hands full of books and scrolls. The butler cautiously placed the books at the table on the side of Matthias' bed and waited for his young master's orders. 

"Is that all?"

"Yes, young master. This is all."

Matthias quietly observed the butler for a moment before nodding his head as he dismissed the butler. However, the butler seemed to be hesitating as he quietly watched Matthias instead of leaving. 

"Umm.. young master, pardon me if I'm rude but shouldn't you be thinking of other ways instead of researching spells since.... since~"

"Since my plate was destroyed in the mana explosion?"

The household butler Glenn energetically nodded his head in response. Matthias slowly smirked at the butler as he asked him a question in return. 

"Then what do you suppose I should do?"

The household butler was quiet for a moment before he answered his young master's question. 

"I don't know, young master. I am quite ignorant when it comes to magic and spells. So the only thing I can say to you right now is to think of a method that require less mana."

'Ho! Ignorant my a*s.'

Matthias was flabbergasted.

'But I don't need researching since I already joined together my broken plate with pure mana.'

However, he kept his thought to himself as he dismissed the household butler. 

"I see. You may leave now."

The household butler Glenn bowed towards his young master and went out of the room. As soon as the bedroom door closed and Matthias was left alone in the room, he quickly rushed towards the pile of books and scrolls and began his research on an ancient relic. 

Even though his new body was not strong enough to handle the pure mana contained by the relic itself, Matthias still wanted to make sure the relic was on his grasp and use it when he was strong enough to handle it. That was why he wanted to obtain it as soon as possible such that he did not have to worry about it ever being loss. 

'That relic should still be at the same location from last time.'

He quickly went through the pages of the history books as he did not know what could have changed before he recovered his memories in his new body. He also did not know about the gap between his present life and his last reincarnation. 

'Thank God it's the same kingdom.'

Matthias was thankful that he was reincarnated in the same kingdom as from his last reincarnation. He quickly skimmed through the pages of the book until a single line from one of the history books caught his attention. 

"What the hell!"

He looked at what was written in the book again and again as he could not believe what was written in the said single line. 

<The fourth prince of Rodia Kingdom, popularly known as the Unique Eyed Prince, was found on his bedroom, dead>

Matthias looked at the date written in the book and looked again at the calendar on the right corner of the table. He brushed his face with his two hands as he sighed in disbelief. 

'So there's a large gap of three-hundred years between my reincarnation.'

It was a large gap for Matthias as the largest he had ever experienced in the past was thirty years. However, he decided he should pay more attention to the relic he was looking for. 

'I must set myself free from the curse this time.'

It was his greatest desire to be able to lift the curse he was carrying on for so long. To do that, he needed an ancient relic of the greatest healer of all time. It was a relic which was said to be able to lift every curse and a relic which could heal all forms of injuries and diseases, no matter how serious it might be. 

'The Relic of Icozahr. I must obtain it this time.'

However, a problem seemed to arise when he compared an old map and a modern version of the kingdom's map. 

"Why is there a magic tower built on top of it?"

The location of the relic, which has always been a vast plain surrounded by terrains of mountain, now has a large and magnificent magic tower built on top of it.

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It's been a few weeks since we met. We always go nearby to the places around or apartment like cafes and malls.
 We visited the StarWarBox Cafe and window shop on the outlets on the mall and play arcade till we round out of coins. 
We run around like we're kids in the park playing on the slides and swings after our school and not minding the stressful ambience around us. 
We have so many similarities in personalities of each others that's why I totally fell in love with you even though i just met you in a few days. We have spent hours and hours on the library finding the books that you need and the books, lot of books that i need to study. 
As days passes by we talked about our personal things. Talking about a lot of things that are happening past.
🎧Playing~History~by:One Direction🎧
You've gotta help me, I'm losing my mind
Keep getting the feeling you want to leave this all behind
Thought we were going strong
I thought we were holding on
Aren't we?

No, they don't teach you this in school
Now my heart's breaking and I don't know what to do
Thought we were going strong
Thought we were holding on
Aren't we?

You and me got a whole lot of history
We could be the greatest thing that the world has ever seen".

TYRION LANNISTER POV
"For being the centre of attention of the whole Westeros. This place is certainly very peaceful." Tyrion commented as he went past shelves after shelves of books from Lord Bolton's own private library.
It has been a week since he arrived in Dreadfort and since then, he had walked with Giants, talked with Children of the Forest, rid on the back of a direwolf, played with the children of smallfolk and done an innumerable number of things that he would have once thought to be impossible.
And even if he had yet to meet Lord Bolton himself, he had still found a great many things about Dreadfort and the Winterhold city. Things that made him want to stay in this place rather then go back to the shithole known as Kings Landing.
"I did not know that we were the Centre of attention of the whole Westeros." Mance Rayder replied as he sat in a comfortable sofa and read a book on the history of the North and the Long Night.
A grim book if Tyrion said so himself.
"Making Glass. Producing enough food to feed the whole North and some of the Vale. Producing enough Steel weapons to arm a few armies of your own. Making roads that could challenge the Valyrian roads of the old and put the Royal road to shame. Having the greatest warrior of the realm. Producing books 3 times cheaper than the books produced by Citadel and the Faith. Are you really that surprised that the Bolton lands are the topic of almost every conversation in the Red Keep these days?" Tyrion asked he finally found the book he had searching for and sat down on the sofa opposite to Mance.
In the past week, he and Mance had developed a steady friendship of sort. And though Mance had still not told Tyrion anything about his own past, he still trusted Mance almost as much as he trusted his brother Jamie.
And hadn't that been a surprise. After living in Kings Landing for so long, he was surprised to find that he still had it in him to trust other people.
"If you put it that way, then I suppose I'm not." Mance said while turning the page of his book "Live here in Dreadfort for long and you forget that compared to this place, the outside world has become stagnant and resistant to change. But then again, I suppose that is one of the charms of this place."
"One of the charms indeed." He said with a smile that signalled the end of their conversation as they both went quiet and started reading their books.
At least they did until a stable boy came running in the library and informed them that Lord Bolton was here.
Tyrion quickly walked out of the room, following the servant at a fast pace while Mance limped behind at a leisurely pace.
The servant led him down the stairs the past a corridor until they came out in the back Courtyard where the sound of Clashing blade could be heard from.
When they reached the courtyard, he could see a huge crowd made of guards, scholars, maids and guests looking forming a huge circle around someone that he couldn't see due to his height.
"Move aside. Let me in." He said as he pushed people out of the way and forced his way in on the circle.
The people gave him irritated glace but he paid them no mind and finally pushed his way at the front of the crowd where the sight in front of him took his breath away.
Because in front of him, Varko was clashing blades against a youth who could be none other than Lord Bolton himself if the cheering around him was to be believed.
"Is that Lord Bolton." He asked the maid beside him who was looking at the youth with unconcealed lust.
Oh, he might have been able to fuck the maids in the castle by showering them with gold but he doubted that he would ever win their hearts like this.
He was not tall enough. Not beautiful enough. Not strong enough.
And he was definitely not a swordsman who could dance circles around Varko, the greatest warrior of the 7 kingdoms.
Because that's exactly what Lord Bolton was doing right now.
A single look at the spar and you could tell that Varko was in the backfoot and struggling to keep up with his lord who was as fast as the wind itself and as nimble on his feet as a cat with the reflexes to match.
Varko was breathing heavily and beads of sweat were flowing down his chin.
It was hard for him to believe that this was the same Varko who had fought and bested his own brother twice in the past few years.
But with how fast Lord Bolton was on his feet, it was not really that hard to believe.
The two swordsman disengaged from each other and while Varko was left panting, struggling to catch his breath, Lord Bolton walked around his opponent like sizing a prey. His steps easy on the ground. His pose perfect. And the with which he carried and twirled the blunted sword might have you mistaking it for a thin needle.
The whole thing was strange because even to his untrained eye, he could tell that Lord Bolton was not nearly as skill as Varko who had perfect control over his twin blades.
But what Lord Bolton lacked in skill he made up with his fast speed, his unnatural strength, his nimble footing and his inhuman reflexes that allowed him to dodge any counter attack form the Greatest swordsman of Westeros.
Their was a lull of silence as everyone in the courtyard went silent. The wind blew his hair. And then both the swordsman charged back into a fray of metal and steel. So fast that he was having a hard time comprehending the battle.
Tyrion, along with the whole crowd watched enraptured as the battle went on for what seemed like hours even though in reality it merely lasted a few minutes before Varko finally became so exhausted that he put up his guard just a moment too late.
That was all Lord Bolton needed and with a resounding thud, Varko fell to the floor and laid there, painting like a man starved for breath.
The silence was deafening.
And then Varko spoke the two words.
"I yield."
And the castle erupted into cheers.

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Ace opened his eyes still feeling the intense headache..

"What the heck was that!?" He grunted, holding  his head in pain.

"Do I have brain cancer or something?  That kind of pain's not normal.  Better to consult the doctor immediately"

He unconsciously scanned his surrounding. He noticed that he was in a room, a bedroom to be exact. It was a typical room with a cabinet of books and a study table on the side of the bed but there were some things that he can't understand. Like the big piece of square glass with a blinking red dot hanging on the wall or the moving thing in the floor that looked like it was cleaning something. He felt like this room was familiar yet it is not. 

"W-what the heck was this?!" He exclaimed, Seeing the holographic clock on the side of its bed. He was too facinated that he let his hand pass through the holographic clock. 

Once again, An acute pain attacked his mind.


"GARARARARAAAAAH!" He began to experienced convulsion due to intense pain. Series of memories started of appear inside his head. Unknown yet familiar memories. 

After a while,  the pain slowly subsided, The two memories synchronized to each other and fused into one. 

"I am Ace De Guia, Yet I am also Ace Riveral! Is this some kind of fantasy? I am me but I am not? " He mumbled, trying to digest everything. 

"It feels like I have 2 person inside my body yet we are one.  AHHHHHH! it's not making any sense" He messed his hair up in confusion.

"You should at least made me enjoy the championship!  Damn it!" He cursed in his head whoever the fuck did this. 

After calming down, He sorted up everything about his past and current self and tried to connect the dot. 

*He was an E-sport Pro Player when he was Ace Riveral but right now, he is just a nerd who loves reading books which really contradict each others. 

*The greatest reveal was the year right now, It was already 2220 while he came  from 2020. It was a 200 years difference. 

*The exact date was May 15, 2220 and He lives in Alpha Metropolis which is a very weird name for a city. 

*He is a part of De Guia family which is a family of four.  He had a younger brother who is two years younger than him. 

*He is 16 years old.

*He is not studying anymore because he already got his certificate of graduation for college. 

"Wow!  So I am really a genius, where ever or whenever I go" He shamelessly proclaimed. 

He jumped out of bed and took his pleasure looking at all the futuristic things in his room.  Well,  his other self was still mesmerized by these futuristic things. 

"My looks are also not bad!"  he held his chin while looking at the mirror, adoring his new looks.

After he finished fantasizing, He went down of his room looking for something to eat. He could hear the TV on the living room, maybe his brother was watching something. 

After getting a bread from the refrigerator, He went to the living room.

"Hey Luke! What are you watch-----" His eyes bulged out in shock.  The piece of bread instantly fell down from his mouth.  

What he saw was a live broadcast of a very familiar memory in his mind,  his greatest joy, a MOBA game. His eyes sparkled, running to his brother's side. 

"H-Hey Luke!  What do you call this game?" Like a kid who found a new toy,  He pestered his brother. 

"W-What?!" Luke jumped out of the sofa in shock, Seeing that his brother was interested in what he was watching. 

Normally, his brother would always be in his room doing researches and paperworks but now his genius brother was interested in a game!  That was very surprising like it was almost the end of the world!

"The name of the game!  What's the name of the game? " Ace kept questioning his brother to spit out the answer. 

"I-It's Legends of Aluna" Luke mumbled in a low voice.

A Multiplayer Online Battle Arena Professional Player was reincarnated to the future in the body of a boy named Ace. There, he found a new virtual MOBA game which was very different from the normal games he played, wanting to rise to fame again and enjoy the thrills of the new game he found he indulged himself again to the MOBA games that he loved.

"W-What?" He stuttered at the same time blushed. He was uncertain if he heard it wrong. She definitely referred him. 

"I mean, I need your help. I need to read books for knowledge purposes. A stranger like me can't roam inside the royal library, so I sought your help. Please help me sir duke!" She rubbed her palm against each other, sincerely asking his help. His slight annoyed expression was washed off upon a sight of her dewy eyes.   It was innocent yet lovely. He agreed, but under one condition. He must be attending with her. He wouldn't know when another person has infiltrated the palace, in order to keep her safe, he will stay at her side. Raeliana pressed her lips to form a little smile. "Thank you so much, sir duke!"

Raeliana wasn't even blinking when she set her foot on the royal library. Books were arranged in a very fashionable manner. Divided by sections, the royal library was the grandest library she had ever seen in her life. She couldn't stifle her joy upon the sight of thousands of book compiled in an elegant place. Noah watched her as she happily swung her arms. She was definitely amazed of her current view. From his perspective, he thinks that Raeliana was quite a book nerd. She must love reading and literary stuffs. 

"Sir duke! Can I go there?" She said while wagging her tail excitedly. Beaming a little stars on her eyes, exhaling a soft air on her nostrils. 

"Yes. But don't leave under my sight. Go to somewhere I can see you."  

She felt like she was asking her dad to let her play with her friends. She was definitely being treated as one of his subject. But it was no important to Raeliana, now that she has an access to the largest library in the empire. A place that holds the greatest extent of knowledge but was only accessible to the higher ranking nobles and members of the royal family. Her insides were melting just by looking at the fresh view that the library has offered. Tranquil and crowdless place great for introverts like her. She took steps towards the popular novels section and drew a book that was pushed back among the books. It was titled "Reminiscent Youth" written by a famous writer that was dated back a century ago. It said that the story mostly revolved between two young lovers came from different status. The woman was deemed as a witch because she came from another world, whilst the man was the empire's crown prince. She silently read and learned that the dialogue can be use for conveying a sweet message. She secretly slipped the book on the hidden pouch of her gown. She was walking stiffy until the duke noticed her. 

His eyes darted at her. He gestured his finger, "what did you do?" Pointing his fingers to her pouch that was supposed to be unseen. She nervously waved her hand instead, "Nothing duke! I came to pick a good book to read." Internally, she was dying and pleaded to let her off the hook by the duke. "I was trying to write here! Please let me be!"

Dear reader,

The writer speaks
Tenebrous thoughts
Of age old dreams...
I have read and continue to read many eastern fantasy webnovels. They sparked my interest ever since I watched a chinese drama and heard that it was a book adaptation. I found the translation, read it and went on a journey that brought me to discover eastern fantasy webnovels. I jumped in willingly and haven't looked back yet. (Yup, I've basically given up on other genres right now.
So why this book then?

Reason number 1:
Well, i just got tired of reading the same thing all over again. Granted, I get surprised now and again by a writer, but honestly most of the main characters we see are just in it for… what exactly? I guess revenge, the ladies and let's not forget the ego trips.
Hmpf!
But it gets tiring after after the nth mc constantly at odds, constantly fighting with the people and the world around them.

I've dropped several books because of the constant fighting (I understand the need to raise the stakes but please give my poor old heart a rest). Catch my breath before the next canon fodder appears to be the mc's next stepping stone to becoming the world's greatest fighter). Don't even get me started on the horrible sex scenes; products of deluded minds (is romance dead? Woo a girl a bit before jumping her, will ya?)

Reason number 2:
I have read web novels with female protagonists, but apart from only one exception, female protagonists are limited to the clan or the city. Most of these books have to do with evil and annoying stepmothers and even more evil and annoying flower snake step sisters. I always ended up wondering if the kind of a story with a female protagonist in a sect could work? Is that even possible? So i took up the challenge. Only time will tell how it pans out. It might be exactly what i envisioned or transform into something else. 

I also wanted a more or less wholesome story that didn't make me break into hives because it was chock full of someone's outlandish sexual fantasies or fanservice.

If people weren't writing what I wanted to, I had to do it myself. I am by no means an accomplished writer, but I am up to the task.

Cultivating Karma came into existence after almost a year of dreaming and planning. It follows our heroine, Bai li yue, who through a series of events transmigrates into the thousand aurora world. She will journey the world on a quest to break a curse that afflicts her. Will she succeed in cultivating karma or has her fate been already decided?

I hope you stay for the ride. Most of all, I hope you enjoy yourself while doing it.

Bai li yue has lived a tough life: a cursed life. She survives an abduction and ends up in another world. Through a chance encounter she meets a person who changes her life. The only way to survive is through cultivation. Will she succeed in cultivating karma to break her curse or is her fate already set in stone?

I looked all around in Harloys' Soul World, and saw an endless sea of books.
There were various styles of bookshelves everywhere in this endless spiral tower. Magical puppets were constantly patrolling, and everything was quite organized. This was the largest library that I had ever seen.
However, the books here were obviously quite different from books in regular libraries. There were bookshelves that even giants would find too large to use, reaching higher than the clouds. There were also bookshelves so tiny that even Ratmen would be unable to use them as these bookshelves were only the size of my fingernail.
Every single book had a faint magical glow around it, for every single book here was actually a book of magic.
"…This is my world, the Library of Secrets."
Harloys sat upon a floating disc amidst all the bookshelves, and had a serious expression as she introduced her personal world to me. However, I could only do my best to prevent myself from laughing out loud.
The reason for this? Her baby red face still had tiny dimples, her neat and short blonde hair had a tiny golden princess crown on top, and she was also wearing red high heels for children, a white lace children's dress, and strawberry and bunny imprint panties that she accidentally revealed… Excellent, I had no reaction, which meant that I was definitely no lolicon!
Harloys now appeared to be even younger than her regular Gold Elf form. Right now, she appeared to be no older than seven or eight. Yet, this was her reality.
A Soul World would be the projection of a powerful individual's personal reality in the real world, changing how reality worked. It would be impossible to distort any person's recognition of oneself. Just as how I had died in "Diffindor" at the age of 14, the current Harloys was probably a reflection of the age at which she had died as well.
She was doing her very best to appear serious. However, a young girl's seriousness was having her round cheeks bulging. Not only did this seem harmless instead of being a threat, it was even quite cute… Ahem, ahem, the silly cat was grinding her teeth, so I should probably get back on topic.
"…Not only does this library contain all of the magical books I have gathered over the countless years, it even contains every magical book and all magical information from the ancient Elven Empire's generation. When I died, my last thought actually wasn't about revenge, but rather about how to continue spreading our Gold Elf culture and magic…"
I became serious—when an undead started talking about their own personal regrets and death wish, it was something that should be respected.
If this library was the accumulation of more than 10,000 years of magical knowledge, including the inheritance of the entire former Elven Empire, then it seemed to be somewhat reasonable that Harloys had so much knowledge. But, I thought about it for a moment, and then shook my head.
"…This shouldn't be all there is to it. This doesn't adhere to the most basic laws of magic."
A Soul World would also be a part of the elemental power system. A Soul World would represent the host's innermost desire and obsession. I had never doubted before that Harloys possessed a soul world, because her obsession and accumulation were the strongest out of those of any Undead Lord I had ever met before. One's personal desire for strength would also act as a catalyst to create one's personal Soul World.
Yet, I had never heard anything regarding her Soul World before. Originally, I had believed that this was because Harloys had killed off anyone who knew it, but now, it seemed more like it was because her Soul World was one of the rarest types, a Soul World that was the full support type. That was why her enemies had never discovered it.
However, I still felt like there was something off because Soul Worlds were also a type of elemental power. The basic elemental laws would still need to be followed. A powerful fire element individual's Soul World would typically be a sea of fire or magma, being filled with fire element. Meanwhile, an undead mage's Soul World would usually be something about reversing life and death, having the living die, or making the dead come back to life, and so on. My personal Soul World was the latter type.
Harloys' personal Soul World seemed far too peaceful, unlike her usual style. It was also completely unlike undead mages' Soul Worlds, which typically had extreme and evil elements to them. If Harloys had been a pure scholar or hermit, I could have understood why she might have such a Soul World, but it was quite evident that her personality wasn't anywhere nearly so peaceful. When considering how Harloys desired power and revenge more than anything, her Soul World should be something that directly gave her power.
I directly asked Harloys regarding my doubts. She hesitated for a moment, and then casually pointed at something, causing a thick green magical book to land in my hand.
"...Open this book."
My expression changed the moment that I touched the book. My countless times of having dissected humans told me that this book was made from human skin. Only the most evil of devils and Evil Gods would use scrolls and magic books made from human skin.
I kept feeling like things were even stranger now. The magical green light coming from this book should have been the green of wind magic. However, my questions were all answered the moment that I opened the book.
"…My name is Joey Stellan. I am a Legend-ranked wind mage. My personal research specialty is wind elementalization. With my personal research as the foundation, I invented three personal wind element magic spells, Wind Blood Needles, Double Tornado, and Shining Windwheel. I experienced 372 battles in my lifetime…"
Right when I opened the green wind magic book, I could feel myself being dragged into the book as Joey Stellan's magical knowledge, magical experience, and combat experience were all given to me. I understood and learned everything as if I had personally studied his wind magic and been there for his fights. Apart from the fact that the book didn't contain anything about Joey's personal and daily life, the book was a complete version of his entire life.
"…My 'Library of Secrets' is also known as the 'Storehouse of Soul Books'. Every single soul book here was once an outstanding mage. One-third of my personal disciples are also in here. This is the source of my nickname as the 'All-knowing'…"
Harloys did her best to speak calmly, but the trembling in her young-sounding voice along with an equal trembling in her soul wavelength indicated to me that she wasn't calm at all.
What was she afraid of? Was she afraid that her greatest secret would be known by others? Then why would she show this place to me? As long as she never exposed her greatest secret, wouldn't it be impossible for anyone else to know about this weakness of hers?
What was she afraid of? Was she afraid that I would loathe her? Wasn't she already accustomed to being loathed and feared by others?
What was she afraid of? Was she afraid that I wouldn't be able to accept her past? Then why didn't she simply hide her past from me…?
"Perhaps I'm rather special to her…"
I felt rather helpless as various memories passed through my mind. I was probably getting rather off track as I was thinking 'She really knows how to harvest the seeds she planted. If it wasn't for the fact that I ran off so early back in the day, perhaps I would have become a book in here as well.' Meanwhile, Harloys was standing silently in front of me as if she was waiting for me to pass final judgement upon her.
[…Don't you intend to say anything? As the male lead of this novel, shouldn't you at least console her? For example, say some pretty words such as 'I don't mind your past' or so on.]
"Ha, I never minded such things to begin with, so they wouldn't be pretty words. How many thousands or tens of thousands of mages have died to create these books? Every time I cast Ice Aeon, I've probably killed more than 10 times the number of dead mages here."
This was the truth, for it was impossible to lie through a soul connection. I truly didn't mind what Harloys had done at all. Harloys was no good person. I had known that from the very beginning. I was also no good person. Both of us were terrible bastards who deserved to go to the Hell that I had created. However, I also refused to believe that we had done anything wrong. Fate had given us such a terrible ending of despair. Were we supposed to just sit around, crying helplessly like powerless victims, accepting the scripted end for this game world?
"…As long as we can turn around this despairing fate, we're willing to use any means. As long as we can obtain power, is there anything that we shouldn't use? Were we wrong? Were we supposed to obediently die while still weak and powerless? Are we not allowed to seek the power needed to obtain revenge when both of us have an entire kingdom to take revenge for?"
Then, if we weren't in the wrong, were Harloys' innocent victims for her soul book library in the wrong? That seemed even more ludicrous, didn't it?
Then if those victims weren't in the wrong, who was? Was the God of Fate in the wrong for arranging such a terrible fate for everyone? (Catio suddenly getting blamed!) Were the Goddesses of Order and Chaos in the wrong for having created life to begin with? (System suddenly getting blamed!) Nobody was able to give an answer. If there had to be an answer, the only one was probably that something was wrong with the entire world.
"Nobody is in the wrong. Everyone simply wants to do their best to survive. That's why I desire to create a world with fewer difficulties, a world where the great majority of people doesn't need to kill each other in order to survive."
That was why I invented the Concept of Law in this world. That was why I created Hell, an entirely new dimension that would judge all evil. For the sake of an even slightly better world, all wicked villains would eventually meet their judgement.
I laughed as I looked at Harloys. Words weren't needed between us. She understood me quite clearly through our soul connection. When everything was finished, I would go to Hell myself, and I would reserve a place next to me in Hell for the silly cat… But when considering the current situation, it was probably still meaningless for me to think about things which were still so far off.
I admitted that I was a wicked villain who had committed many evil deeds, but before I was punished for my crimes in the Hell that I had created, I felt like there were still more things that I could do for the world. At the very least, I could make it so that there were fewer pitiful protagonists like ourselves.
Meanwhile, the silly cat suddenly smiled beautifully, with tears in her eyes, as if she was quite satisfied with my judgement that both of us deserved to spend an eternity in Hell together.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't come over here, your tears are so dirty… Don't think that I won't beat you up just because you're in the form of a little girl! Don't wipe your snot on my shirt! Hey, hey, hey, don't drool on me!"
Once we stopped messing around, Harloys piled a large amount of blue ice magic books before me. This was the main reason why Harloys had brought me here.
"With your talent for magic, I estimate that it will take a minimum of another 300 years before you can acquire enough magical theory knowledge to reach Level 4 power. The Holy War will probably have ended long before then. That's why we'll have to use some abnormal methods just for you."


This is the story of a crazy lich who possesses an internal game system and brings catastrophe to the entire world.
“Let’s look at the daily quests today… it’s the damned choose one-of-two-options-type again. Destroy a town with a population of 30,000 people or above; reward: 10,000 evil points. Steal lollipops from 3 children; reward: 1 evil point. If neither of the quests is completed, then 2 points will be deducted.”
“Tsk! You think I’m stupid? If I really destroyed a town, a crusade of Myth-ranked Holy Knights would definitely come hunting me down. Even if I earned the points, there wouldn’t be any life left in me to spend them. I better just go be a kindly lollipop bandit.”
I’ve already had enough of being a notorious lich. Who says a lich can’t be a good person? I’m definitely going to beat this damned system and be an upright and dignified good man.

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