This book literally empty. I moved all the chapters into the new book called Elementalist: Time Controller
I have made slightly change on the story and I made a little longer chapter this time. I hope you enjoy it

When Tristan opened his door, how much he smelled of urchin excrement and his things were all messed up. Imps usually disturb people's judgment, but they are harmless when they are not irritated, as they can become very dangerous. They limit themselves to destroying small things, changing places, gnawing important scrolls, and leaving the place with a stink of excrement. That week was being awful for young Tristan. He mixed some herbs as he had skillfully read in the book, several types in his room looked more like a deposit. He had a lot of ingredients since he planted most of them on his balcony, others he took from the greenhouse in the garden that was reserved for him. But some very rare ones, he borrowed to return shortly, but he always ended up replanting as soon as possible. He went over the recipe again.
-1 stalk of mandrake root-Two pinches of powdered dragon grass, with more than three lunar cycles-Three thorns of holy thorn
He mixed all the ingredients and threw into the small cauldron that was in the corner of the room, as he had no skill to light the fire with magic, he left the fire practically always on. The smell misses horribly, but the consistency started to look like the figure in the book. Missing a portion was something that didn't exist in Tristan's vocabulary. After the finished portion, he took some and placed it in a closed container with only a few cuts at the top where the steam passed, Tristan wrote the runes to liquefy the contents of the container and placed it in the corner of the room.
According to the book, this would give off a smell that would send the goblins away from the source of the odor. Almost as if by magic, a dozen goblins started flying around the room, Tristan trying to get past the cloud of small pests, ran to his bedroom window trying to protect his face and head and opened it. The small creatures with bluish skin pointed ears and coal-black eyes fled scratching their throats as if something had choked them. 
Tristan closed the window satisfied, finally managed to get rid of the bad that was tormenting him. More and more his rune skills were improving, which was making him very proud. Perhaps in the next period, he would try to apply for the magic object building class. He kept the rest of the portion that had been left untouched in case it became necessary on another occasion. When the bell rang announcing that it was already eleven o'clock he ran to his small table in the corner of the room and turned on a sphere of light, it was then that he removed his clothes and began to feel his thin body looking for the sign in the book. But he had no success in finding it. It was then that after giving up he felt something slowly come off his skin. The feeling was that Tristan was being skinned, perhaps it is the same pain that small caterpillars feel when turning into butterflies.
Tristan took the book and once again analyzed it, it was not something much worked on. It appeared to be made of simple material. The cover was leather, if it was for a kick it would be people and the sheets were made of noble paper, probably made of pine trees. Apart from the peculiarity of the origin of its cover, nothing else would stir someone's curiosity. Tritan had already handled so many human leather books, dating back to ages, that he thought it was one of those artifacts. Perhaps the magic system of that time was produced that way, but that pattern did not fit any of the cultures he knew.
It was then that the young magician took a small blade that was on his table and cut his palm, the blood flowed through the pages of the open book and the mean that he was sucking blood disappeared. That still seemed a little scary to the boy, but still, he was stuck with that phenomenon, the attempt to seek the explanation behind that phenomenon that seemed so complex to the young magician's mind made his wit sharp. It was then that he took a quill and dipped it in the inkwell, with beautiful handwriting he wrote.
-Are you satisfied with the taste of my blood? -The question seemed ridiculous to Tristan, but with his few social skills he didn't know how to express what he wanted to say. So most of the time he ended up saying things that didn't make a lot of sense.
-Well boy, the taste of your blood is spectacular. -The words were appearing in the same red tone as Tristan's blood. -I felt very hungry! I almost left you when I detected quality blood ...
-How? -Tristan was a little confused, did not understand the answer to the book as much as he did not understand his question.
-Wrong question, boy ... -The book wrote. -Wrong question, are you always such an idiot? I thought you were smarter. But I must have made a mistake for its magical potential.
The mention of the magical potential made Tristan freeze, the book didn't know he was an invalid in terms of magic. And the warning the book had given him was still etched in his mind. "If you weren't a strong boy, I would have devoured you." Tristan didn't want to know what a book that was drinking his blood would be able to do. It was then that he decided that he would omit his condition until he was able to deal with that creature.
-Well, I see that you don't have a good eye on me. -Written the boy trying to improve the mood. -But know that I am very capable, and from what I am seeing here you are the one who has no content for me to read. So, how could you ask the questions so much that?
-ARE YOU HALF DONKEY BOY? -All the words were written in capital letters, Tristan thought he was going crazy because he just irritated a book. -You did not understand that my lack of words does not mean a lack of content right boy? If I were to contain in those few words everything I know, then your library would be nothing more than a ring box.
That placement made the young magician look at the book with a different look, if he was right in that placement, then that book represented an unlimited source of knowledge and wisdom, which means power for a magician. Now the origin of the book was something that mattered most to Tristan, so that would be the question he would ask.
-How did you originate? -Tristan looked closer, longing for the answer, but she was slow to arrive. At last, the words began to appear very slowly.
-Let's make a deal, for now, boy. -The book paused putting "....", very slowly, Tristan interpreted that as a pause in the speech of the object. –Everything related to me will be a prohibited topic, and I will not ask any questions about you either. Ok, boy? 
Tristan reflected a little, if the book asked for a demonstration of his power, he would refuse to give, on the pretext that he should reveal his origin first. That seemed to be a good argument for the young wizard, who decided to trust the words that the book was speaking. It was then that he wrote about the pages.
-Combined. -Tristan closed the book and went to sleep, his mind took time to calm down. For the first time the little magician would have something interesting to deal with the other day.
{Hello guys, it1s me, that one who knows everything! I have an important announcement, from now on I will be organizing our fantastic world in an online tool so that the plot becomes more coherent. As I have no one to edit the chapters, I hope you can reveal some errors until I manage to resolve this. When editing, I will not change the content, I will only change the agreement, which will not cause any harm to those who have been following the unedited parts. Adorin's map is ready, I have no idea how to plot an image here. But I'll find a way. The magic by Adorin never ends!}

In the 24th dimension, in a light-year universe parallel to ours, there is a planet called Adorin. His story is no different from ours, but neither is it the same. The universes are connected by golden threads, the stories are the same, but told in different ways. The goodwill always opposes the bad. But what is bad and what is good? The Lumieraa kingdom is one of those contradictions, everything that happens in it reverberates throughout all the universes, in the end, it was the first created universe, where the first ray of light shone and removed the darkness that coveted the domain over creation. If Lumieraa succumbs to the forces of evil, its consequences will be felt by all universes parallel to his plan. Because it is the point of origin, something we know as magic is very present in it. The planet Adorin, in the last 100 years he has witnessed a tremendous technological evolution, all coming from a great wizard that nobody knows for sure how his end took place, much less what his origin was, this promoted a great revolution in the kingdom of Lumieraa, making him a great power among the other kingdoms. Adorin has several clans. There is a clan of mercenaries who have deadly weapons and have learned the art of killing since birth, say a fork in the hand of an eight-year-old mercenary child is a lethal weapon against two experienced soldiers. The clan of necromancers who are known to hold the keys of death, they contract with magical creatures and summon them to gain their power, an obscure clan that has not been heard of for a long time due to their highly classified activities. There's the clan of magicians, they are wiser that they dedicated their lives to knowledge and received the power that it brought them. They are special humans who can manipulate the flow of magic through words. There is the clan of the Holy Knights, they hunt beasts of darkness that threaten the peace of the kingdom and through magic weapons, they can make the flow of magic unleash the power. There is a clan of seers, an endangered race, they are seen as cursed and they curse themselves, not always seeing the future is a blessing the flow of magic is concentrated in their eyes and over time, they lose their sight. But parallel to it and which has already become a myth, there is the clan of light, even in this enchanted world, the clan of light is seen as a fairy tale, formed only by the most prominent of all clans, who keep several secrets about the existence of evil capable of destroying the world, the Demon King, an extremely powerful creature that is capable of disturbing the balance of this world and others. 1000 years have passed since the last great holy war and the dangers have been forgotten by many, but this time things will be different because a singularity has occurred and from this historical contradiction the whole logic of the world will be about to change.

Stephanie only wished Professor Hund was a little more competent, at least then she wouldn't have to be wasting the hundred points he had given her, learning something she would have otherwise learned in class.

The Library seemed to be completely empty apart from a librarian who Stephanie thought had to be an NPC—the Librarian just seemed so unreal—and Stephanie herself.

"Finally," she breathed as she found the book she was searching for.

If someone had told Stephanie that a day would come when she would visit a library without being forced, she would have rolled her eyes and probably laughed. But now as she held the leather-bound book in her hands, she couldn't help but frown. 

Books reminded her of her mother. Someone she shouldn't be thinking about unless she wanted to cry in no time. 

Whenever she thought of her mother, she thought of fire. Its colored flames devouring anything in its path with unbelievable hunger. Insatiable. Impossible. 

Whenever she thought of her mother, she remembered her father. And then all she would be able to feel is a deep rooted anger and hate. Hate for the man who had abandoned her and her mother. The very hate that threatened to make her abandon life as it currently was. 

Then when things got really bad, she would think about the very last words her mother had uttered.

'...remember Stephanie, no matter what happens, you have to be the best. Always be number one.'

Clutching the book to her chest, and staring at her black combat boots, Stephanie made her way to a section of the library that would keep her hidden.

She bumped into someone,

As she raised her head and recognized who she had bumped into, Stephanie couldn't help but feel angry. Not at the person but herself. Not at the very person who threatened her mother's last words, but at her weak self for making it happen.

Without as much as a word of apology whatsoever, she clambered away, constantly repeating to herself.

"I would be number one. I'd always be number one."

Nessa couldn't do anything but watch as Stephanie walked away shaking her head and holding a book like it was a lifeline. She had been idly walking to the bookshelves when she bumped into Stephanie.

Nessa partly blamed herself. She hadn't been looking where she was going; instead she silently wondered why Professor Avery had been so reluctant to help her.

She constantly replayed what the professor had said.

'I can't help you, at least not directly, not yet.'

But still, the more Nessa thought about it, the more she felt like grey hairs were replacing the black locks on her head.

Thinking is bad, she reminded herself as she made her way to the bookshelves. After moments of browsing, Nessa finally picked out a brown leather bound book and returned the way she had just come to a section of the library she thought no one would go to. 

Surprise became evident on her face the moment she saw Stephanie there too. She bit back a curse and went farther down the aisle sitting a few paces behind Stephanie.

Nessa spent what must have been hours reading the book. With satisfaction, she finally closed it. She finally understood. All Professor Hund had said was right, albeit ill explained. 

Nessa breathed deeply as she tried to sort through her thoughts. What she had just read in the book. She finally understood why it was easy for her to cast darkness magic. It was because her Ki flowed in the same pattern as darkness itself.

Everything in the world has Ki and everything is made up of a combination of the six elements. Each element in its own nature has its own Ki pattern, just like mages have their own Ki pattern.

The reason why it was easy for Nessa to cast darkness magic was because her Ki flowed in a pattern that 
resembled the pattern of darkness.

But that didn't mean that she needed to change her Ki pattern to cast a different element. It merely meant that she needed to adjust her flow-rate.

If she wanted to manipulate that very element in nature however, although she needs to adjust her flow rate, she would also have to take control of the element's own Ki.

What Nessa still didn't understand was what it meant to take control of the element's own Ki. Plus, if magic could be this simplified, why had Professor Hund insisted that certain elements are more easily manipulated in nature, than cast?

Not willing to rest until she knew everything, Nessa stood and made her way back to the bookshelves. This time she picked at least three books that she thought would help her.

Moments later as she walked towards her seat, she locked eyes with Stephanie. Behind her eyes, Nessa could see notthing but fury and extreme determination. 

'Gosh,' Nessa thought, 'Now I understand what it means for your fundamental element to be fire.'

Unwilling to waste any more time, she made her way to her seat. Her butt had barely touched the leather seat, when she opened the first book and started reading. It didn't take long before she discarded it and branded it useless, at least for now. The book kept talking about how it was easier to weave high end spells for group A elements than group B elements—not what Nessa was searching for.

A moment later another book was opened in front of her, and faster than the previous one, she discarded the book tagging it beyond useless.

The third book however, was a lot more useful. After five minutes of reading, Nessa already understood why it was easier to manipulate group B elements than cast them.

It is simply because,  the elements' Ki are easier to manipulate than even an individual's own Ki unless the individual had a pattern similar to that element. Whereas it was the exact opposite for group A elements.

Nessa thought back to the time Professor Hund had turned out all the candles in the classroom. Although she couldn't notice it then, now she could have sworn that she saw beads of sweat on Professor Hund's face.

Fire was a group A element, meaning it was easier for the Professor to manipulate his Ki (like making a fireball) than to manipulate the fire Ki (which was how he had turned off the candles.)

Nessa smiled as understanding shone on every portion of her face. If what she had discovered was true, it meant that even easier than making a dark energy ball, she should be able to manipulate darkness itself. All she needed to know was how exactly, she needed to manipulate darkness Ki.

Nessa made multiple attempts to try changing the form of shadows, but she could have as well been trying to light the night sky with a candle. Seemingly not satisfied, Nessa picked up the second book again, to see if there would be tips on how to control the world's Ki.

Just as she was about to begin reading, a hand appeared over the book. Nessa traced the hand up its arm, until her eyes landed on its owner's face.

Stephanie looked even more alert than she normally did. When she spoke, the words poured like several oceans on a beach. With so much authority. 

Nessa was tempted to say yes to what Stephanie had just demanded. The words still rang clear in her mind

"I challenge you to a duel?"

Nessa is a young paranoid girl who has no time for useless romance and cares about no-one but herself and her family. She's given a seemingly harmless gift which ends up changing her world as she knows it. Literally. 

Stuck in a different world with nothing but her wits and her brother, Nessa struggles to complete a game and escape a world filled magic, monsters and self made villains so she can return to reality. She soon finds out that this is indeed more than just a game and she was nothing more than a pawn in the hands of people far stronger than she was. 

Warning: 
Despite the fact that the mc is female, she's neither a hero nor a villain. She's the most paranoid and untrusting person you might ever meet. So if you're looking for a story where the mc swooshes in to save the day every single time, I'm sorry this is not your read.

Release Rate:
One chapter per day 

Aim:
To write a story my fans would love. 

I'd really love to know if I'm doing just that so, assuming you're reading this story, would yiu dropping a review when I hit the fiftieth chapter.

*Author bows and drops his mic or pen or fingers...whatever*

Thanks.

Starting from the twentieth chapter there would be clues in the Author's thought, that gives minor spoilers to events in the future.

"Anything is possible when you have the right people to support you" 

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Teddy's Pov

It's been a few weeks about that incident in Dark forest, and from that day we never saw professor Lennox, Headmistress McGonagall said she resigned cause of personal issues, yeah personal issues that we saw her with that evil man, i still think about that night, we were lucky to run, and  from weeks professor McGonagall is teaching us defence against dark arts herself.

At this moment we all expect Victorie were sitting in library, Going through books and hoping to find anything about professor Lennox and that evil man but we always ends up with nothing.

"Aah bloody hell, there nothing" oliver growled in irritation, he was look every book still we have no information, " like there is no history about her family, like no bloody background, H-how can McGonagall just hire her and make her DADA teacher?" Okay now oliver was furious, but he was right, how can professor McGonagall hire a teacher with no background?

"Hey oliver clam down Will find something okay" will said while placing a hand on oliver Shoulder, will was the positive pillar of our group, he's always so smiley and Happy,  i looked over Vanessa who was sitting beside will and oliver, strangely quite, now a days i have noticed she zone out alot, we ask her but she always reply with nothing.

"Vanessa" i called to which  she didn't respond

"NESSA BACK TO EARTH, LADY" brian silently clapped infront of her that made a flick out a little and looked at us, "yeah?"

"Nessa are you okay, you seem to zone out alot?" I asked, i was really concerned about her, I don't know why, but i want to take all her worries from her and see her sweet smile.

"Yeah I'm just thinking about that man" she replied with a nodded.

"Hey Nessa will find out about him okay, don't worry" will Said while passing her a choclate.

After a few minutes we saw Victorie marching towards us with a irritating look while holding a book, she came infront of the table and placed the Book with a thug, that made everyone in library look at us.

"I'm so stupid" Victorie said, while sitting beside Vanessa and opening the book she brought.

"Happy realisation" brian said which made Victorie look at him with a death glare that was enough to shut his mouth.

"What happened vic, you look irritated?" Vanessa asked to her

"I'm so stupid Vanessa i read this book last Christmas itself and damn i forgot about it so soon" Victorie said still flipping pages.

"What's so special about this book?" I asked, why was she getting so irritated about this book.

"This book can help us to know about professor Lennox" Victorie said while making us shock, what we found something about professor Lennox?

"What?" It was oliver who quickly stood up and sit beside Victorie, "how?", Yeah the same question came in my mind, we can't find anything in Hogwarts library and she found it in a book she had.

Oliver took that book from Victori's hands and took a look, "FOR THE GREATER GOOD, from Grindelwald's era, how can you think this book will help us?" Oliver asked with a straight face, this made Victorie snatch the book from his hands.

"Let me-" Victorie started to flip Page again and stopped, "here, it is,"

"Gellert Grindelwald in twentieth century was a powerful wizard, so powerful enough to acquire and use the Elder Wand, so powerful enough to compete with Albus Dumbledore himself, Grindelwald and Albus had a dream 'FOR THE GREATER GOOD'  to remove muggle from Power and have wizardry world in power, but soon after coming into his sense Albus Dumbledore back off, but no one could stop Grindelwald, so he formed an Alliance that was called 'acolytes' that had many Pure bloods family too and one of them was Lennox family" this made all of us shocked, Lennox family?.

"There is more, the Lennox family were close to Grindelwald and often went to preach his words to world, the Lennox family is known for been a loyal and determine acolytes with Vinda Rosier-"

"Vinda Rosier?" Oliver asked.

"Yeah vinda rosier was a French witch who lived during in the early 20th century. She was a member of the famous pure-blood Rosier family and a loyal and trusted acolyte of Gellert Grindelwald, buts there more when the first wizardry battle took place between Grindelwald and Dumbledore, Vinda and Lennox family and other of his loyal Acolytes went into hiding, they weren't a part of the war, no one saw them, but there came a rumour I don't know it's true or not, but Lennox family were hidden spy for voldemort's, but nothing is mentioned about them in  Hogwarts history"

"Wow vic, Now I'll say you should be a Ravenclaw" oliver Said, well i agree now she was definitely talking like a Ravenclaw,"but how did you got this book?" Oliver asked, yeah this book it not in Hogwarts why?

"Ahh i told my mom to owl it to me, this book is banged from Hogwarts, cause it have many deep stuffs, my aunt got it from me as Christmas present" Victorie said while closing the book.

"Shit that means, either professor Lennox can be a Grindelwald's acolytes or voldemort's death Eater?" Brian said, he was right.

"Yeah, did you found any clue about some objects that belongs to Grindelwald that's In Hogwarts?" Vanessa asked, ahh yeah i remember Mr veg talking about not finding something that's in Hogwarts.

"No, there nothing rather then the elder wand that Grindelwald own" Victorie said.

"And the elder wand is destroyed by harry himself" oliver Said, damn it.

"Like we have everything, but end up with nothing" will Said.

"What can be that something that Mr veg couldn't find it in Hogwarts?" i said, what can be that things?

"Hogwarts is full of mystery, we think we know this school, but we don't" Victorie said while sighing.

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Hello 

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Well damn 100+ view well i really never thought, but thank you so much.

And another chapter, i hope you like it and enjoy it... do tell me hows my new cover?

HOGWARTS IS REALLY MYSTERIOUS.

HAVE A GOOD DAY

"you guys shouldn't put yourself in risk, just for me" Vanessa said while looking at all of them with concerned eyes, "no I won't allow that", no she's can't let her new and only friends to get hurt cause of her.

"what are you saying?" Victorie almost yelled, "you are our friends, understand this and we won't let you go through this alone nessa"

"yes nessa Vic is right, we are friends after all, remember that" Oliver said with smile to which Vanessa nodded and smile back in return, she really got friends, that Will be with her forever.

"Will stick together, so you have to bear us" brian said that made everyone Chuck on it.

"wowo look like we are golden trio- Victorie almost said but then realized "we can't be golden TRIO, we are 6" Victorie Puff.

"but I think we can be THE SIX GRYFFINDOR'S " 
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welcome to my first ever fanfiction

Harry Potter and the SIX GRYFFINDOR'S, where six young Gryffindor start they're journey with adventure, love and friendship.

 FOR knowing more stick with them in there journey.

Chapter 2  < Beast >


   


   Rulle was shock and confused at what transpired. "W t f! did just happened?" He thought, And saw the old weary book on his scaly hand. Somehow he felt something strange looking  at the book, Like some kind of connection through mental powers.

  He was'nt exactly sure what, But he feels like he can control the book with his thoughts. but that's not what's concerning right now. He needs to know how these happened.

   But just as he was thinking, His head suddenly burst into ringing. A terrible pain followed and he screamed while crouching himself to the ground. The book at this point was thrown over to the side vibrating.

   Then a flash of light binds his eyes and when he opened them again, He was back as a book.

Triinggg!

   A notification rang inside his head and displayed:

   [ The creature is stronger than the Host. Host rejected. ]

   He was again, confused at what happened. That's when he remembered the sloth touch a page of him and instantly he became the sloth creature.

   He was bewildered at first but an idea came out  from this, " I must have the powers to possess any creatures!" He thought. 

   His spirit jump with joy after this discovery. He thought he would have to live his second life as a book forever, And this discovery brought messiah to his heart.


   He saw the sloth shivering in fear in ghastly pale condition while kicking its feet on the ground. Afraid to get near the book again.

"Pah! How do you like that!"

"Do you dare to try do it again?!" 

   
   He was throwing words at the creature to exert some kind of arrogance. And surprisingly, The creature understood him once more and shook it's head, Drain from its color, Not wanting a second time. He might have learned it's lesson.

   He was happy seeing the sloth shivering in fear, But then he remembered how he was rejected and was only able to occupy the sloth body for only a few seconds after that he  became a book again." I remember the system said about the creature being   stronger than me?"

   He took a  glance at the sloth-creature with eyes that are as big as a chicken egg, Cowering in fear. "Nahh, I dont think so." He crossed out that idea.

Triingg!

   But he was wrong when another ring sounded inside his head and it showed his information.

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[ The Book ]

Type:  Ordinary lvl 1 
Book points needed for an upgrade: 100
Book Points: 0

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   "Is this.. me?" He was again, a bit surprised.

  He saw his level much lower than the sloth-creature's information earlier. Apparently the Scaled sloth was much stronger than him. That explains what the system said.

    "But If he's much stronger than me, Then why have'nt i been subjected to it's claw when it tried to kill me a few times earlier?" He thought. 

   Although he noticed, That despite the book's worn out appearance, the pages looks good as brand new but empty.


    That's all goes to say, The materials used on this book must have been durable and tougher enough to withstand the passage of time. After all, the book managed to aged this much perserving the pages inside. 

   He concluded the pages and the covers are made up off different materials, Assuming that the pages are far more tougher and durable than it's covers. For it to decay to it's   current condition, God knows, For how long this book stayed untouched in this cave.

   While deep on his thought, The Scaled sloth slowly approached him and he noticed this.

   The sloth kowtoed to him, crying and pleading for forgiveness for the disrespect he showed to him earlier. But it still kept a safe distance away from him.

   A smile crept up on his imaginary face thinking of an idea.
 
"Lowly creature, Have you any idea how much insult you have given to me? Do you know who i am?  You deserve death!" Rulle  bluffs himself to look and sound imposing like a supreme deity.

  "Wuwuuwuu!.." The sloth cried in response. Having fear struck down to his soul earlier, It has long lost its pride.

  Seeing this, The book was holding himself from laughing. "Well, If you serve me well. I might have the heart to spare your insignificant life!" He said.

   The sloth understood him and without showing any more disrespect to the grace he was bestowed to spare his life, He hurried and kowtoed even more, Banging it's head on the ground.

   
"Hehehehe atleast this dumb thing knows what's good for him" He thought.

   "Lift me up" He ordered the sloth to lift him up. But when the sloth heard this, It shivered non stop, Hesitating.

   "Lift me up!" 

   The sloth heard him and noticed the displeasure coming from his voice. It slowly and steadily approaches him and when he was about a few inches from grabbing the book, It hesitated once more.

"HURRY UP!"

   The creature stopped hesitating and quickly grab the book and lift it up in the air for the third time. But this time it didnt dare to look directly at the book and it closed its eyes.

   He saw this and he couldnt help but laugh inside his head.


   "How do we get out of this cave?" He asked the question he was meaning to figure out since earlier. 

   The sloth heard and understand him and it pointed its one hand to  direction.

"Lead the way"

   The creature followed his order and began walking to the direction he was pointing to a tunnel. The book already suspected where headed because there's only a single tunnel in the cave. 

   Soon they arrived at the exit and to his surprise, He was wondering how did the sloth managed to fit in those very small gap with its body? 


    Just as he was about to ask this question, The sloth pointed at another direction. And there he saw a hole on the ground, Thus it answered to his question before.

   "Go" The sloth continued crawling into the hole and soon they made it outside.

   But when they made it outside, Both him and the creature screamed and leapt in fright at what they saw.

   A monster's gigantic mouth with sharp teeth each like a thick of an arm, Was coming at them frenziedly, Screeching.

   "FUCK! GO BACK!" Rulle roared. And this made the sloth-like creature immediately jump back into the hole with the book, And just made it in time.

   The monster continued stamping making hoof beats while the earth quakes. And the sound of destroyed trees were heard.

   Rulle decided to take a peek outside the hole. But no matter how he ordered the sloth to do as he says, It cowered in fear while shaking. Afraid of the gigantic monster outside.

   He wants to force the sloth once more. But that's when a page from the book glowed once more. The next time he blinked, Instantly he found himself at the Scaled sloth's body again.

   Rulle was confused how it activated again. He wants to look further into it, But there's another matter at hand.

   He carried the book while slowly stretching his head out of the hole to take a peek.
   
   That's when he was able to take a proper look at the creature. A 6 meter large strange blue feathered beast with sharp claws and teeth with large fierce eyes. It's appearance was like between a bear and a fox.

   This was unlike any other animals he was grown knowing back from his planet. Even the plants ans flowers were different and strange.

   Upon closer inspection, A young man on his 20s wearing a long black robe was atop the blue beasts. Holding something stuck on the creature's neck. It was a pair of black sharp dagger with small black flames around around it.

   That explains to the monster's behavior. It was in pain. The young man sways left to right like a cowboy riding a rowdy bull but much stronger, While his hands firmly holding the daggers. It looked a little funny, But it was impressive.


    "Where did that guy found the dexterity to endure that kind of performance." He thought. Because he believed if it were him on that guy's shoes, He didn't think he would last even a second.

   The mess continued for a few minutes, When the guy pulled out something from his pocket. Then a few seconds later, A shiny metal chains shoot out from his palm and went straight to bind and lock the beasts' feets.

   The beasts was put to a sudden stop and stumbles on the ground. The impact it made on it's fall was great making a big 'Thud' sound.

   The young man jumps from the beast's body while the beast keep staring at him so intenty.

   If looks could kill, The man would have died been eaten by beast a thousand times, making a terrible death.

   But unfortunately, The beast could only helplessly stare and attempt to claw its mouth at the young man repeatedly, But to no avail.

  The young man saw it's attempt and a tall and sharp spear came out of nowhere from his hand. 

   And this shocked rulle. It was simply out of his imagination.

   He took it aim at the beast, making a pose ready to pierce it's thick skull. The beast just fiercely stare at the man, letting out heavy sounds lf breathing.

   But at this moment, the book Rulle was holding suddenly shook. Rulle frowned and was confused how it was acting strangely at this moment. 

   Strangely though, He noticed. It has been a couple of minutes since he occupied the sloth's body. But he wasn't rejected unlike how it was before the first time it happened. And he thought it was strange.

   
   Rulle just ignored the book for now and resumed his eyes on the two. At this point, The young man thrusts his arm with the spear fiercely making a woosh sound. It was so sharp and fast to see. 

   But just when the spear tip landed it's target. The book shone so brightly  and it leapt out of his hand, Dissappearing from his sight and appeared suddenly infront of the spear about to meet it's target.

"Hollyy Sh*t!!" Rulle paled in fright.

   
   While the young man was surprised at the book's sudden appearance. But it was too late to stop him from his powerful thrust. So the spear head continued making it's way fiercely forward without stopping until the tip meets the book.


 DIng!

A young college student was subjected to his fate when he was caught up in gunfire incident in his school. He was sleeping with a book covering his face on a bench when a bullet went straight through his face and he died. 

 He was reincarnated into another world But as a worn-out old book.

 Sooner he found out he was able to dictate someone's fate, Make contracts, Flirt, And Capturing maiden's heart And more.

I was taken to a large, newly built stone mansion. Inside, a few Lizards already awaited us. They were dressed in elegant robes, and had a scholarly mood. Moreover, they were similar to Jora. Their royal blood was not as pure compared to him, but I could see some hints of golden streaks across their skins. One of the Lizards speed forward, and welcomed. "Welcome to our newly built library. Follow us, we will take you to a more private place, where you can view the books". I nodded, and followed them, Jora also joined us, and walked next to me.

They had loads of books, but not as many as Voltars had. We entered a room inside the library, where the leading scholarly Lizards said. "You asked for the period where they Greys were banished, right? Have a seat, and we will bring you everything we have on that".

I nodded and took a seat. Jora sat next to me, then asked "What exactly is that relic?". I made up some lies on the spot, "There are supposedly a few of them, and they reach antiquity. Those weapons are supposedly so powerful, one could overwhelm an army with their use". He thought about it before replying, "I never heard of such things. I'm not well versed with the history, but don't you think those relics are just fairytale?".

I said with a smile, "That's precisely what I'm trying to find out". A while later, the three scholarly Lizards returned, and each of them was carrying a few books. Altogether, there were nine of them. They placed the books in front of me, then the leading scholar said. "Those are the records from that period. I read them myself in the past, but found nothing about relics". I grabbed the first book, and read it. The book described how Grey and Royal Lizards worked together, but then mentioned some sort of betrayal on Grey Lizards' part.

The record wasn't detailed, but from what I gathered, the Grey Lizards overstepped their qualifications. Not much else was mentioned, but that's what supposedly warranted their banishment. It mentioned how the Royal Lizards were benevolent, and took all their previous work under consideration. Hence the Royal Lizards didn't kill them, but let them leave. I found it a bit fishy, that was when I recalled something. 'The history is written by the winners' I thought. 

The Royal Lizards might've simply wrote betrayal, but the book didn't even detail what betrayal it was. Only some vague notion of overstepping their qualifications. This could mean anything really. The cooperation between both factions was also vague. Supposedly, the Grey Lizards were responsible for Formations that helped improve water quality. How they overstepped those qualifications, was a mystery to me.

I placed the book down, and said to the leading scholar. "I don't get it. The book mentioned that Grey Lizards betrayed you guys, but it doesn't mention anything about it. So what happened?". All of them narrowed their eyes, and I could feel that question was out of place for them. I smiled, "No need to be so stressed. I was only curious. Anyway, this book doesn't have anything on relics, I will check the other ones".

I grabbed the second book, and read it. That book described a period after the Grey Lizards left. Supposedly, their race thrived without the Grey Lizards, and they established more cities and villages around the Obsidian Mountains. The weird thing was, they hardly mentioned any resources with which that was accomplished. They did mention Atols, and how they helped them craft some of those new settlements. The book talked about two new cities, and three villages. Coincidentally, that was the same amount they had currently. Yet, Atols only built one city, and two villages for them. The rest was supposedly built by Lizards alone. 

'Hmm, I don't doubt Lizards could create a city, after all Arangard was made by them. I feel like something is off here, like this is not the truth' I thought, and placed the book down. I looked at the scholars. I didn't want to arouse more suspicions with my question, therefore I decided to ask none about that book. Instead I said, "This book details construction of new cities and villages. It does cover a longer period of time, but has no information on other locations. Is there anything else before the Grey Lizards left?". 

The leading scholar took one of the books from the stack, and handed it to me. He asked, "Why do you concern yourself so much with Grey Lizards?". I replied, "It was during that time those relics were lost, or rather seen. From the records I got, it was around that time period. I'm looking for mentions of locations, or strange events in overall. This could help me locate those relics". An obvious lie, but I said it so confidently, they could find no faults with my statement.  

I grabbed the book he handed to me, and read it. The book indeed described a period before the Grey Lizards left, but it focused on relationship with Shades. At first they were hostile, actually everything was hostile in the North. Those races did everything to protect themselves, and their territories. 

Although small conflicts arose here and there, it was never bad enough to warrant a war. The book described a deal that Shades made with Lizards. Because Shades lacked knowledge of Formations, the Grey Lizards were supposed to help them out. The book didn't mention with what exactly. While the Shades offered information on other races. That wasn't all. They proposed an alliance, which lasted till that day, as well as a few other things like resources. 

'My guess would be, Shades needed water. The Grey Lizards were sent to help them out' I thought. That seemed like the most logical conclusion. The records were always all over the place. Voltars might had sorted their records properly, but they simply didn't allow me to view them. How much truth was in those records, no one really knew anymore. 

I placed the book down, and shook my head. The leading scholar said, "If you are looking for books that describe more locations during that period, I'm afraid we might only have one or two more. The books you see here, will mostly not describe that". I asked him to bring those two books, but he refused. "Only the Royals have access to those books. Even me or Jora aren't authorised to take them out". This made me wonder what those books contained. Truth perhaps?

I told them that I found nothing new. The scholarly Lizard said, "I read loads of books here, but I never heard of such relics. Where did you find such information?". I thought about it, but in reality I was making some more lies. When I got an idea, I asked him. "Do you know who Bramans were?". He thought about it, but shook his head in the end. I continued, "It was a race that lived in antiquity. Humans waged a war against them, and won. Bramans no longer exist, but they were originally living here in the North".

He asked shocked, "I'm aware that Humans fought a war, before we made home here at Obsidian Mountains, but I wasn't aware how that other race was called. Where did you get that history?". I continued, "Partially from Voltars, and some from other sources. Unfortunately, there is nothing in those books that can help me locate them. I will have to search in a few other places". 

Jora said, "Maybe you are simply chasing something that never existed? This happened so many years ago". I came up with another lie. "Remember when Vanauts were digging for something? What if they were digging because of those relics?". This was such an absurd lie, I wouldn't believe it myself. They were obviously digging toward those cities, not looking for any relics that I just made up. 

But for some reason, they bought it without a second thought. The scholarly Lizard said, "That is entirely possible. Eterians might know about those relics too, and they are searching for them". Jora jumped in as well, "Do you need help locating those things? We can send a few group, if we have an approximate locations". I was stunned by their immediate change, and willingness to help. 'They really want to get their hands on those non existent relics' I thought.

I had no location for them to search, but I could make one up. I said, "I might have something in mind, but I'm not sure. If you don't mind sending a few people, then that is alright". He asked me for the location, quite excitedly I might add. I told them, "Don't get excited. Do not send too many people. For one, we don't want this to look suspicious. The other reason is, you might be wasting resources. I have a location in mind, but I'm not sure about it at all. Treat it as a guess".

They urged me to tell them the location, so I did. "I think the area where Dead Forest was, might have some clues about those relics. Again, send only a few people. If they find something, that will be great". Jora stood up while replying, "I will send a few people there to check the area. If you find anything else, be sure to share it with us". He then left, while I returned the books to the scholarly Lizards. I left Arangard soon after, and headed to Olrad.

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Have you ever considered, what is a Limit? Well, I have. I’ve seen people who were as strong, as wild animals. Those that were faster than the wind. Some that shined with intellect. Yet, what are the Limits of mankind’s strength, or intelligence? 

No one seems to know. We develop more and more, seemingly without an end. What if, someone was the smartest in the world? Would that suggest the Limit? What if, someone was the strongest in the world? Would that be the Limit? Would that make that someone, more than a Human? These are just questions, but what if I saw people reach their Limits? What if I know what happens, when you break the Limits? What if I were to tell you about it, would you believe me? 
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The same relaxing and fresh scent of lavender welcomed Niah after she entered her room that made her take a deep deep breath just to inhale and feel the calming atmosphere around while looking around the room that does not have any changes since her last visit but noticeably clean and neat

She took off her snickers, put down her luggage bag aside and walk towards the window to open it.

The calm and fresh wind touched her skin as the scenery of the clear lake reflecting the moon and the stars above greeted her.

She can't help thinking that this place was truly a best place to unwine and find serenity not just because of the silence that it can offer but also because of its touch of mother natures gift and the best example for that is the lake infront of Niah's window which was located at the backyard of Villa Lucida

While enjoying the calming ambiance, Niah remembered her Grandma Lora's request about her favorite book, so she sat in her bed and fixed her messy hair into a bun and started to look for the book in the cabinet beside it. 
The first and second drawer box were empty so she sat on the carpet to comfortably searched in the remaining drawers.
She realized she never seen her Grandma read and never seen a book inside the mansion since her first visit thats why its quite new to be able to find a book inside the rest house.

Finally after opening the third one, she discovered a lot of used bond paper and crayons in a mess. Out of curiosity, Niah took one and saw a drawing of a crown decorated with ice blue colored gem. Obviously it was a kiddie drawing and with a signature at its left lower side 
She saw the initials of

N.M.V or Niah Mireille Villadarez

with a sign above the letters that actually was her childhood signature that means that her drawing was hers. While looking at the remaining other bondpapers with drawings of random objects she remembered her forgotten passion for arts. 

Way back in her childhood she was so inclined in drawings, music and literature but sadly it suddenly stopped and she chose to study a pre-med course in college hoping to be a Doctor someday. 

Assuring that there were no left at the back part of the drawer she extended her arm and reached it from left to right, surprisingly she felt and hard amd thick object by her fingertips. 

"Battle of Fires and Roses" undusting the book as she read the title 
The cover of looks like an old leather book with a golden border with a cursive title that made it look more vintage and gothic. Who would have thought grandma love reading fantasy romance books even though she's single and never have been married. She got up and sat on her bed after putting the  book beside her lampshade.

"Niah.." she looked around after hearing the voice and shook her head thinking that it came from the entering wind coming from the open window so she stood up and walk to pick up her bag but in less than a minute she heard that voice again

"W-who's there?!" she fearfully asked knowing that none of her Grandma Lora and Yaya Doris talked like how that voice talked and sounds like.

"Niah.." she heard the voice again and suddenly a strong winds entered her room made the scented candle blew out its flames and  made the book turn its own pages. Fearing that some leaves from nearby trees would enter her room, Niah ran toward the window and immediately locked it to stop and prevent the strong wind from entering the room. 

After locking it, she motioned to continue picking up her luggage to finally arrange it inside the closet when she heard faint voices again and now coming from the open book on her small cabinet, which was the same book she found earlier by her Grandma Lora's request. 

"Find her! Make sure to kill the Princess before they arrived in the Mainland Chief Kingdom! Take every life along with their travel group and make sure to get the gold offering that they bring, including jewelries so we can earn more!" said by the
voices coming from the opened book that made her more enchanted so she drew closer

" Am I hallucinating?!! fvck last time I checked Im just broken-hearted and not a neurotic paranoid girl! " to prove that she was just hallucinating, she walked closer amd closer to have a gaze on the book where she heard those faint voices coming from.

Shockingly, she saw and witnessed the glowing page of that book where there was a moving illustration of people running from something out of fear, planning to fearfully close the book, she suddenly felt strong magnetic force like energy coming out from the book 

"W-what the hell is happening!?" she exclaimed after she felt a strong force of  the sucking blue energy from the pages of the book.

"Granma Lora!! Yayaaaaaa!! help!" trying to ask for rescue when the sucking energy strengthen to the point it made her dizzy and her vision's blurry

"Sht, what the hell is happening!" her mind was still shouting but cluelessly her mouth cannot move anymore.

"Yaya!! Grandma Loraaaaaa!!! Help me!!" hoping it may be voiced out but sadly her mouth didnt obey her mind
Bit by bit Niah felt a sudden feeling of sleepyness

"Grandmaaaaa.." she weakly uttered before losing consciousness


NIAH'S POV

I felt a drop of liquid running down from my head as eye open my eyes
Ugh! my head, it was so damn painful!
I touched my forehead and looked around 
Where am I? I asked to myself while looking to the tall trees and bushes around me
What happened? 
While trying to remember things up I heard footsteps and talks of men 
 
"Find her! We cannot let them join the royal  competition as what our boss tasked to us!" said by the nearby manly voice 
Nervously, I tried to move closer to the bush where I was lying so I can hide easily if they passed by when I felt another shot of pain and now its coming from my left ankle. 

"Sh*t" I uttered as I grunt in pain 
"Where the hell am I? w-wait.. what!? "  realizing what I am a wearing right now. A shiny soft Pink silk sophisticated dress with a lot of golden ornaments and jewelries from head to toes as I also felt some above my head.
I was still figuring things around me about where and how did I came here I felt a motion behind my back and a blade of a blade at my peripheral vision point at my left cheek.
" There you are!" I looked up and saw a bearded one-eyed man like a pirate smiling creepily while looking down at me. 

" Come here, and Ill let you follow your maids on their death" he said while grabbing my hair harshly so I would stand up

"N-No, please Im not from here! I came from Villa Lucida! I am Lora Villadarez' granddaughter! I just came here for vacation! " hoping it will save me from this man's blade

" Stop talking btch and let us have our reward money!" he said as he raised his machete and positioned it near my neck
"No please.." I pleaded while crying cluelessly due to my fear 
"Hahaha! Goodbye your highness!" 
"NOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

- - -
What really happened to Niah?
Where and How did she went there?
and Who are those men trying to kill her?

After a devastating break up from her long time boyfriend, Niah decided to unwine and take a vacation to her aunt-grandma Lora's rest house. While enjoying her vacation and reminiscing all the good times she had in that rest house, she found her first novel work written in a special blank book that her aunt-grandma gave her, while scanning the book a sudden magical force made her dizzy and as she woke up she found herself inside a completely different world, a world that she had written her first novel. As founding a way to get out she was mistakenly identified as a princess joining the competition for beauty, intelligence and skills to  be the leading candidate for queen's crown and bride for the winning crown prince among the 8 Princes of Higher Kingdom leaving her trapped between the competition while preventing the struggles and challenges she had written in every chapter of her own book and saving all the casualities that may have died in it
Is there any way she can prevent those happenings in every chapter she had written in it? or
Will Niah ever found her way back out of the book?

"Why is it unorganized here? Did the council make a search?" she asked him. A lot of things were put down on the floor as if people had come to search for something suspicious here. 
"They usually do it to find a reason or a trail because of the person's death in the house. Creed died suspiciously and out of the blue when things around him were quiet and calm with no feud going on. You will find the books there ahead of you and there are some in his study room," Damien spoke to her in a hushed tone as she stood right next to her. 
Damien led her to the bookshelf and she started to look at the books that were aligned on the racks. There was at least a minimum of more than a hundred books placed in here. There weren't many to go through therefore Penny started to read every single book in there, pulling out the book to read and pushing it back from where she had taken it. Damien who was already aware of the book being called the cookbook for garlic, he helped her in looking for it. 
Finishing the two racks, Penny asked him, "Where is his study room?" 
"It's inside. Let me go take a look there," he suggested having her go back to checking the books and Damien left the racks in the hall.
Penny spent her time on the racks of the book to find nothing in here. Hoping Damien would have better luck than her she went in search of him not realizing that she didn't know where the study room actually was located in the mansion she was in. 
The only source of light which was the moon at the time of night had been shielded by the clouds, leaving only the lightning as their source of light for now which flashed in and out of the windows. On her way, Penny came across a painting with a small frame of concentric design. The designs were made in black and the background plain making it appear to be exotic. It was because of the lightning flashing did Penny even observe it before she moved ahead to finally meet Damien who was in the far end of the corridor. 
"I don't think he ever had the book you are looking for," Damien stated, after all, if the man did have the book, he would have placed it with the rest of the books which he had brought with himself without leaving it in the council's hands, "He must have been searching for it that is if he knew it existed. The man could hardly read it, if he did, he would have been placed in a locked safe and not out in the open."
So the book of Garlic was not here, thought Penny to herself. Did the book perhaps not exist anymore and was burnt? After all, garlic wasn't something everyone favored in their food because of the strong scent it held. 
"Is this all that is there here?" she asked him, her shoulder slumping as the hope of finding the book here had disappeared from her mind. 
When they made their way out, Penny was the first one to move forward and she suddenly stopped when she caught sight of a lantern that was placed near the rack of books which was previously not there because the lantern was one which was lit and was burning brightly. Both Penny and Damien quickly went back into the room before going to peek outside with only their top of the head and their eyes trying to see what was going on. 
"Search it in the racks. Do you even know how to read you illiterate?" a man walked forward along with another scrawny looking man.
"Do you think a man like me will know how to read," the scrawny man chuckled to be pushed aside by the bulkier one. 
"I don't even know why you are sent along with me you useless little piece of shit," said the bulky one with grey hair but it was the color of his hair not that he had reached the old age as he started to look for something in the racks, "Bring me the lantern here. If you can't read you can at least hold it up here," he knocked the smaller one's head before going to look at the books there. 
Penny who was peeking below Damien pulled herself back to ask him in a whisper, "Do you think they came looking for the same book?" 
"Are they witches?" Damien asked in confirmation. Sadly Penny couldn't differentiate a human to be a human or witches. She was still a white witch which made it difficult for her to know. To be able to differentiate one from another, she would have to completely turn to a black witch. 
"I can't tell," since the time they had killed the Artemis, Penny's eyes had not turned to slits and they had continued to stay green constantly. It made her wonder if that was why she was able to differentiate during the time they had been Valeria, right now she couldn't deduce and they didn't have to wait as the two men showed their true form without being asked to. 
Peeking back they noticed the scaly appearance of the two men with their entire body structure changed one to be of a black witch. 
"Where is it? It was told it was somewhere here."
"The lady said it to be here. She said it was in the house but didn't specify where," one hearing the scrawny witch's words, the other one pulled out a book and started to beat the other on his head. 
"Such a useless little piece," the man continued to use the book on his partner's head before throwing the book on the ground, "The sheet could be elsewhere if it is not here. Go search the top floor and I will try to find it here!" the black witch barked before walking away from the book racks and starting to look at every little object that was in the house. 


WARNING: This book contains mature R-18 content. *Slow burn book. No major misunderstandings or rape.*
[Year 1778]

"Who touched you?" he asked, his eyes brooding down at her and when she didn't answer, his voice thundered in the room, "WHO?"

The butler who stood near the wall spoke shakily, "Sir, it was Mr. Reverale," Damien's face turned sour, his jaw ticking in anger he turned his face to the side where the butler stood behind.

"Bring the man here."

"N-now?" stuttered the butler. It was the time of night.

Damien who hadn't broken his eye contact with the girl in front of him, pushed his hand against the wall which now rested beside his beautiful girl's head. Turning his body, he first looked at his butler who had his head bowed. With great courage, the butler came to meet his Master's eyes, "Do you have any other better time? Or should it be after I wring your neck?" Damien asked calmly tilting his head. Not a second later, the butler ran out of the room to return back with Mr. Reverale after twenty minutes.

"Damien, are we having a late tea party?" Mr. Reverale came to greet but the master of the house had other plans. Spotting the knife that was stuck to the apple on the table, he reached for it to pull it out.

Just as Mr. Reverale went to exchange a handshake with him, Damien took hold of his hand to place it on the table. In one swift movement as if he were chopping onions, he chopped the four fingers of the man off his hand making him yelp and cry in pain.

"No one touches what is mine. I am sure this will remind you the next time you even think about touching her," sighed Damien as if he were tired of telling people to keep their dirty hands off his belongings.

Meet Damien Quinn, a pureblooded vampire who is a complete narcissist, brash with his words and stingy even though he is rich who haggled when he bought a slave from the black market.

On the other hand, meet Penelope who believes she is a 'guest' for a few days at the Quinn as she is intent on escaping from the odd vampire who needs therapy.

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