Aurora Jones will go on a journey to discover herself after losing the man she most admired, her hero, the man she called Dad. Thirteen years after his death, she follows in his footsteps, taking in his 20 year career. After years of reclusion from others she finds her self on a blind date with a wild beginning. The man she’s with though mysterious lacks any real motivation to reveal himself to her. Though she thinks he’s insane, she is interested in him and his history. Aurora is looking to satisfy her mother’s one desire, that her daughter date, get married, and have babies. Will this man complicate things or will he compliment her?

Author’s note: Some of the events portrayed in this book were loosely based on real stories. PLEASE DO NOT TRY ANYTHING YOU READ WITHIN THIS STORY. Causing damage to one’s property and setting fires is dangerous and puts lives at risk. Thank you to first responders for inspiring the community. Special thank you to my firefighter for inspiring me to find something I’m passionate about. Thank you readers for growing with me as this story grows.

STORIES

I Am A Traveler . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Volume 1
Hell . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Volume 2
Heaven . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Volume 3
Earth Series
        Sand . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .  Volume 4
        Dust . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Volume 5
        Stone . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Volume 6

The Passover Program was designed to do two things: Right the wrongs of the dead and decrease Paranormal activity in the world. It’s being run by an Angel who got suspended from heaven for fighting. Theses are his stories.

The clouds were beautiful and fluffy today. I guess God was in a good mood. Skyla sat on the cloud staring down at the world below her and imagined walking the earth, swimming in its oceans, and playing with its creatures.          
    She dreamed of being a warrior and helping to protect the land below, But she was only 16 and warrior training started at 18. She was still learning about Gods creations and how Heaven and hell came into being.
    Angels are forbidden to go to earth. On earth they would be exposed to the evil demons, who could cause them to be banished from the heavens by seducing them into evil. On earth they were unprotected.
    Heaven and Hell had been at war with each other for a very long time. They have had many battles. Gods Angels have always been able to defeat the demons and protect their Heaven and familys. Only Gods warriors could go below to help the creatures and not all Angels are warriors. 
    Skyla's father was a warrior. He always told stories of the battles he had fought. His stories were gruesome and captivating and made Skyla yearn for the day she became a warrior. 
    Her mother was a creator. She went to God with ideas of how to improve earth and the Heavens. Skyla loved talking to her mother about flowers and animals, but when her father got home she wanted his stories more.
    Skyla sat on her cloud for hours imagining the heroic battles of Angels versus demons. Imaging she was the warrior with the glistening sword that struck the demons with a mighty blow. That when she arrived back to Heaven everyone would come out to praise her courage and strength.
    She imagined walking with tigers at her side, her sword on her back and the wind blowing her long silver hair making her look like a force to be reckoned with. All the other warriors looking into her deep purple eyes for direction and knowledge.
    Someone yelled her name breaking her from her imaginary victories. Someone was mad at her. As the fog lifted from her thoughts and reality came smashing back like a tidal wave she realized, that person, was her mother...

Angel's and demons at war. Earth is the battle field. Love blossoms in a world that doesn't allow it. Will love be triumphant or will it tear the world apart.

A few hours ago, the sky was painted with hues of red, orange and pink, but all that colour had faded. Now, the sky was a rolling blanket of cloud the colour of ash, and the ground its dark reflection. The full moon illuminated the tenebrous, starless sky as if the stars ensconced themselves behind the dim grey sky.
Hundreds of fireflies all aglow lifted off the dewy grasses as the wind whispered through the branches and rustled the leaves pushing stank of rotten vegetables and piss to their nostrils. The occasional hoot of a hidden owl and night chirping of insects was the only sound that permeated the silent night.
On the floor veranda, Uche and Omo sat feet apart from each other with legs straight out. The night chill bite through Omo's jacket. It will be so much comfortable and warm inside her room but she will miss this golden opportunity to spend time with Uche. So, instead, she folded her hands over her chest to create a little warmth for herself.
"Have you ever wondered what our forefathers thought anytime they stared at the moon?" Uche asked with gaze fixed at the moon.
"Amazed", she cleared her throat. "They must have found it amazing."
"Yeah." He nodded. "A ball of white light hanging with no thread in a dark sky filled with little dust of light certainly would have appeared really mysterious and beyond their comprehension"
"That was why they worshipped it"
"They also made a lot of interesting stories about it. Stories they actually believed to the extent of offering humans as a sacrifice to it"
"Well", she exhaled. "Thank God for the white people that brought Christianity to us"
"Nah…" he shook his head. "They only came to crush our stories, so they feed us with theirs. And now, we preach those stories even louder than the white people that brought them to us"
"They were more than stories for they changed our lives and freed our hearts. These white people left the comfort of their homes to come to give us civilization and salvation"
"Really?" he chuckled. "How did they free our hearts when they chained our hands?"
"Uche!" she gave him a soft slap. "Must you always act like this? I get you don't believe in God or Heaven…"
"You are wrong" he interrupted. "I actually believe in Heaven and Hell" he tugged his shoulders.
"Really" She gave out a nervous laugh.
"Yes. I believe our Heaven and Hell is here on earth."
"Oh… here we go" her head fell backwards.
"Yes na. Look at it from this angle. The rich people are in Heaven. The poor, troubled and sick are already in hell."
"So, what about people like us that are neither rich nor poor?"
"We are the ones in Purgatory waiting to either move up to Heaven or down to Hell…"
"You are crazy" she laughed softly and shook her head as one bullfrog began a chorus, then another and another joined until the lodge seemed to be surrounded by them. "Even the frogs know you are crazy"
"Wait!" he gave her a soft tap. "Did you for one second thought it was that magical Heaven where people go to sing after death?"
"It was a mistake" she turned to face him.
His lips curved into a thin smile. "When people die, they are gone. They only return to the dust. Nothing more, nothing less"
"Don't say that" her voice was cold and she turned away from him. "My mum is happy and in Heaven. I chose to believe that and someday I will join her over there."
"I'm sorry" Guilt ran down his veins. That was very unfair for him to have said. He should have remembered her dead mother who died when Omo was just a girl of eight. "I was wrong to spoken of that. Your mum is anywhere you believe she is" he pulled close and curved his right hand over her shoulders and drank in the sweet scent of her hair cream.
"It is alright", she wrapped her hand over his back and her head fell on his shoulder.
"I am truly sorry" he whispered, fingers smoothening her right arm.
"See her!" Ada appeared from the parlour. "Later, she will say 'Uche is just a friend and nothing more'. But, you are here now all romancing and hugging him"
Still in the embrace, Omo asked, "Wetin concern you?"
"He is my brother and I don't want you toying with his heart. Just tell him you love him!"
"What is your business?" she chortled and ended the embrace. "Did he complain to you?" she turned to Uche. "Are you complaining?"
"Ehn…" he cleared his throat. "Isn't that obvious?" he asked quietly.
"You know what?" Omo cut in before the young man could pour out his heart. "Let's not wash our panties before this girl. We will talk about it later" she returned to his side, carried his hand and placed it over her shoulders. Uche felt a surge of electrons spread all over his entire body as his hand accidentally landed on her breast.
"I have told Uche, if you hang around a barber's shop long enough, one day you will get a free hair cut" Nosa joined them on the floor. "Don't give up now. That day is closer than you know."
"Yes oh… her shakara no go last" Ada sat on the legs of Nosa.
"That day may never come oh" Omo rolled her eyes at Nosa.
"Then, I look for another barbing salon"
"Really?" she removed his hand from her shoulders. "Just pray I don't find that barber cos I will burn the barbing salon with the barber inside."
"Na so" Nosa scoffs. "That's how you intimate the young man?"
"Don't mind her" Uche responded and everyone burst into a peal of loud laughter the frog kept quiet.
"Am I the one you guys are using to play? Uche, even you? No problem. Nosa will go and it will remain the both of us"
"Oya sorry!" he held her. "My one million dollar girlfriend"
"Who is your girlfriend?" she pushed him away.
"The icing in my brown cake" he returned for her.
"Abegeeh… stop pretending. We know you want to hug him" Ada fired, sarcasm present in her voice.
Omo giggled and gave in, his flattering words filled her ears and she let him hold her hand. "My sugar banana" he kissed her cheek. His breath had the scent of mint in it. Omo felt a tickling warmth radiating from that spot where his lips touched her cheek, slowly spreading throughout the rest of her body.


Ensure you read the first part of this book SEX WITH A GHOST 1&2 before this one!!!

In the sequel of SEX WITH A GHOST 1&2. Nevaeh is back from the land of the dead with a single purpose; avenge her own death and that of her sister, Heaven.
Uche, a good looking young man in his early twenties, who also happens to be an atheist is posted to Akwa Ibom state for NYSC. Having been unlucky with women in his previous relationships, he seeks true love
and hopes to find it there.
On the first day of his arrival, he clicks with Omo, a beautiful corp-member but she is already in a relationship. Night of that same day, he is molested by a ghost and that won’t be the only time.
Who or what is coming to assault Uche sexually? Will he find the true love he seeks? Is Neveah going to get her revenge? Find out in this paranormal, mysterious and suspense-filled erotica…


Warning!!! - Contents strong sex scenes, strong language and is certain to scare and turn you on!

Before having an idea or being certain that both heaven and hell exist, I did not know anything about it; I simply devoted myself to my present and all that it entails.
 
            What really had me worried is, what I would become when I grew up and what my destiny would be; But I never imagined that fate had prepared another kind of life and other kinds of tests to overcome.
 
            Before starting with the story of why my family's house is haunted, I decided to do some research on who God really is and who the Devil really is.
 
            After various investigations and listening to the tales of the ghosts; He made me have doubts and many questions about what, is God good? Why did he create hell? Why did he create the Devil, Satan, and Lucifer if he was going to make them do the dirty part of doubting our faith so that we desperately turn to God? Why does God do all that? What is the true relationship of God and the Devil?
 
            If God was good, then why does he allow priests to **** children? Does God not like to be idolized? But the most important question and doubt I have is who really is God?
 
            These are a quarter of the thousand questions I ask myself after researching and listening to ghost stories.
 
            After talking with my friends, I realized that heaven and hell do exist and that we should not deny the existence of Satan anymore because, he would have more strength and more power, seeing that we deny him.
 
            Also, I must thank the ghosts, because I know that they exist and, they have given me reasons and reasons that have made me realize that hell, Satan and everything that comes out of hell, they do exist.
 
            Each of the ghosts, have their own stories to tell and the reasons that led them to be in hell; but their stories are not bloody.
 
            Their stories are chilling that have made me freeze everything inside and that terror, I have never felt before.
 
            But more than trite stories that talk about the fight between the Devil and God, it is a fight that we have when choosing what is right or what is wrong.
 
            The first stories talk about how all this terror started and how once the gates of hell were opened, nothing could close them.
            And once the door of hell is open, they will come out of it, all the evil that we do not know and with them, their curses and all the tricks that they know to drag us to hell.

The book talks about how a house that was once the most envied by all, went on to make the most dark and creepy that has ever been seen.

In this house, there are ghosts who, tormented by their bad decisions and by being carried away by their curiosities, are now grieving the house.

On the one hand, the book talks about always having to be around good friends, through thick and thin.

On the other hand, the book talks about how appearances can be deceiving, that not everything is what it appears to be.

He also talks about how we are not Romeo and Juliet, because we are human beings and we make mistakes; but it is up to us to know how to amend them.

At the same time, it speaks of the internal struggle that we have between what is right and what is wrong.




In the first story called "Hell" it talks about how two women made the worst decisions that led them directly to hell and released all the evil that was contained through a door.

Will we be prepared to face this evil? Will they be able to drag us to hell?

Those are some of the many questions that the characters in each story will ask themselves throughout the book.

Will you dare to face your deepest fears, fight for your beliefs and say no to the Devil?

This is the question that the protagonists of this book have asked themselves and they have also been forced to have a strength that they have never had before.

In each story, we can see how the protagonists have the worst of their struggles against evil and how in the middle of that fight, they have lost their loved ones.

Nobody knows what will happen in the end; but, they have to be brave and face their most feared fears and fight them.

What they could not imagine is that evil has a thousand faces and a thousand forms and ways of presenting itself to us, persuading us to do what they want and submitting to their will, so that finally, they drag us to hell.

This book talks about how all this takes place in a house that has been abandoned for years and nobody knows why; but, this woman who tells the story, will tell in detail the reasons why the house suffers and what are the unresolved issues of each ghost and will help them to have the peace they have been looking for.

Is the person who speaks a ghost or someone who may have contact with ghosts?

"Where fudge am I?

      Those were my first thoughts that i thought of. Now to begin where was i? The place i appear to be was a dark room, so dark i can't even see my hands.

Wait a minute, i can't even feel my hands. I can't feel anything and why is dark in here....why is it so dark?

What happen to me? Why am i here? 

Please get me out of here i don't want to be here, please i don't want to be alone........

What was that? Just now there was a flash.....there it is again........just what is that?

      Who cares its better than the dark. I make my way towards the light, as i get closer the light grows brighter until it's dark no more. There was light beautiful light and there in the middle of the rolm sat a guy....who is this guy?

"I know your there.."

Um who was that? Just now i think i heard something...

"It is i, you have heard.."

And who is this "I" you speak of?

"You are looking at them."

Just as he said, the guy in front of me turned towards me and waved...what?

"Hello you mere mortal, it is i the God of Stories"

"The God of Stories?"

"Yes the God of Stories"

It appears that I'm hallucinating.....

"Your not hallucinating.."

"Then what else IS THIS!? Wait how did you know that?" 

"Know what?"

"The hallucinating part.." 

"Oh that, i just read your mind"

Why does he say that like it should be obvious...

"That's because it is obvious.."

"...."

"....."

" Moving on, so where am i?"

"You are located in the realm of between."

"The realm of between?"

      "Yes the realm of between is between my realm and your realm. To tell the truth it's not easy to get here, how did you get here?"

"I followed the light...."

"..."

      "Okayyyy, well coming to the realm of between you have a choice to go back to your realm and get your judment for your afterlife or you can skip judgment and come to my realm where you'll do redeem missions which will help you get into heaven, you'll also be reborn!"

"Wait a minute....I'm dead?"

"Shoot forgot to mentioned that. Yes you are dead" 

"HOW!?"

"Well, when someone dies they don't move and the life leaves the body as their soul ascends-"

"I KNOW WHAT DEAD IS, I JUST WANT TO KNOW HOW I DIED!"

"Oh well that's a funny story actually, you death was caused by getting tased~"

"What the-"

      "It's true! What people don't know about the human body is that if you have a heart problem then getting tased is a high risk~ You my friend had been having problems with your heart and you got tased which caused you to get heart attacked and die~"

"QUIT SAYING THAT IN THAT TYPE OF TONE!"

"Sorry, sorry. I was trying to not make you panick, I'm sorry...."

"...."

"Anywho, let's get to business. Which path do you choose? Judgement? Or my redeement?"

"I-i don't know....how is your world?"

"Oh it's wonderful there's fairies and unicorns~"

"Are for real? Like i believed that."

"Okay okay let's get real. My world is current chaos, nobody is following their stories."

"Stories?"

"Yeah you know Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, and Snow White there's also-"

"Wait you mean like beepity boppity boo Cinderella or as i will cut my toe off type Cinderella?"

"Cinderella doesn't really cut her-"

"Nevermind that, which is it the Original or the Disney type?"

"Well I'm all about originallity so of course it's original."

      No wonder their not following their stories, i wouldn't either...i think it's best to go through judgement than facing death again because no matter what they say i rather not die again.

"You make it sound like you have a choice"

"What? Didn't you say i had a choice?"

      "Welll, i lied~ You don't got a choice because I'm all out of options and if you want to actually go to heaven instead of hell, you got no choice~"

What makes him so confident that I'll go to hell instead of heaven?

"Isn't obvious? I'm a bigshot god whose words will be believed before you even reach judgement~"

"WHAT! YOU CANT DO THAT! YOU FU-"

"Would you look at that your time is up~ Bye-bye"

Before i knew it the ground disappeared. I fell into the dark abyss.....it was dark again...
                                                     so dark...







A/N: Hello strangers it's ya author here. I just decided to write this chapter because I felt like it so here is a new chapter for ya. Sorry about the way it is but i thought who would willingly help this god in a world of chaos? Besides i decided to make the god controlling because hey he wants the characters to play their part so he can gain more power sounds evil to me but i actually have a plot forming so you'll see if you like the characters or not....anywho that's all ta-ta!😊

Once upon a time there was a god, who ruled a realm that was known to have every fairy tale and folklore that was told......the most famous ones being writen by the Grimm brothers. The god gained his powers from these stories playing out until all of a sudden the stories started going off course. If this kept happening the god would lose his powers and fade away. So he came up with a solution, a plan that included a young mortal from another realm on a planet called Earth.........

Yuan continued to play with Xiao Hua throughout the night without thinking for himself. Meanwhile, other players are either trying to find the best way to strengthen themselves or already in the process of grinding their strength.

The players also grew addicted to their new profound strength, with the power to smash rocks with mere fists and skip meters into the distance; it gave them a sense of superiority, and it made them feel good.

However, for someone who is crippled and blind in the real world, Yuan wouldn't mind spending all of his time just to play with Xiao Hua, who has a resemblance to his younger sister.

The world under the night sky seemed still, with the only thing moving being two shadowy figures and a ball.

"Xiao Hua, will you be fine with playing out here till so late? Won't your parents be worried if you don't return soon?" Yuan asked her after noticing that she has been out here for nearly the entire day.

"It is okay. Xiao Hua is always out here playing by herself, so they are used to it."

"..." His pity towards her increased with every moment he spent with her. "Xiao Hua, how about we take a rest from playing and let me tell you a few stories?"

"Stories?" Her eyes began flickering like the stars in the night sky upon hearing the magic word, and she instantly sat by the tree.

Yuan followed and sat beside her. "The stories I will be telling you today are fairy tales from my homeland."

"Fairy tales? Like mythology and legends?"

"Well… not exactly. Fairy tales are more of short stories made for entertainment rather than legends and such."

"What's the difference?"

"...You will know when you hear it."

Yuan began telling her famous and classical fairy tales from Earth that he's heard when he was young such as a certain individual poisoning a girl who awakened due to a kiss from a prince, mermaids in the ocean, and pirates fighting in the sea.

While it has been many years since Yuan has heard of these stories, he was still able to recall them clearly and greatly entertain Xiao Hua, who was not used to this genre of stories.

"These people… are they all mortals?" She suddenly asked him.

"To my knowledge, yes."

"This is nothing like stories of mythical beasts ruling the world or immortals overturning Heaven. It is normal, yet it brings so much entertainment." She didn't know mortals could be so entertaining despite being the focus of these stories.

"Do you have any more fairy tales to tell Xiao Hua?" She asked.

"Unfortunately, that was all I could remember. But I will find some more to tell you later."

"It's a promise!"

"It's a promise." Yuan smiled.

"Okay, then it is Xiao Hua's turn to read." She opened the same book she used to teach him Heaven's Secret Art.

"That's…" Yuan wondered if she was going to teach him another skill.

"Although Brother Yuan has already learned the technique, you have not fully mastered it. However, with your powerful comprehension, Xiao Hua believes that Brother Yuan will master it in no time."

Thus, she began reading.

However, this time around, Yuan was only able to understand everything from the beginning only to lose compression later on. It felt like he was listening to a story with a plot that quickly deepens as it progresses, becoming more mysterious and profound.

—

It took Xiao Hua nearly an hour to finish reading the book that was only a dozen pages thick.

When she finished, she looked at Yuan to see the expression he was making. He was sitting still with his eyes closed, and on his face was a calm expression, looking as though he was in a trance.

"Brother Yuan is truly a genius…" she mumbled to herself, "What takes others many tries to comprehend takes you only one time. What takes others many years to learn — you learn in just a few hours."

Her gaze stared at his face nonstop, seemingly enchanted by his expression. "Who are you, really?"

—

<Your comprehension for Heaven's Secret Art has greatly increased>

<Heaven's Secret Art Mastery Level has been increased(1 -> 2)>

<You have learned Heaven's Second Secret Art — Heaven Splitting Sword Strike>

—

<Heaven's Second Secret Art — Heaven Splitting Sword Strike>

<Rank: Divine>

<Mastery Level: 1>

<Description: Consumes 10,000 Qi. Must wield a sword to activate. Creates a sword light that will destroy everything that dares block its path.>

—

When Yuan opened his eyes again, Xiao Hua was resting her head on his lap, and the night sky had already long passed with the sun peeking in the horizon.

"It's already morning?" He wondered how long he had been in that trance state.

"Oh… You're awake, Brother Yuan." Xiao Hua rubbed her eyes and casually sat up. "Did you learn anything new during your enlightenment?"

"Enlightenment? Is that what that feeling was?"

"Un."

"I see… Right, I have reached the second stage of Heaven's Secret Art and learned Heaven Splitting Sword Strike."

Xiao Hua looked at him with her eyes slightly widened more than usual, seemingly filled with surprise.

"Good job, Brother Yuan." She gave him a thumbs up a moment later. "But your cultivation base is lacking, so you will not be able to use it right away."

"Right, it says I need 10,000 Qi for its activation. Is it the same Qi as the one I absorb when cultivating?"

She nodded to his question.

"It says I have 5,010/10,000 Qi right now. If I max it out and use the skill, won't my Qi be depleted and I will have to cultivate until I gain it back?"

"Your depleted Qi will naturally recover until it is in its original state so you will not have to cultivate every time you use a technique. However, recovering Qi naturally takes time, and it will slow down your cultivation. That is why cultivators do not use their Qi pointlessly." Xiao Hua explained to him as though she was an expert. "Additionally, if your Qi falls below a certain point, then your body will be in a weakened state until you recover your Qi."

Yuan took his time digesting all of the information. "So if I have 100 Qi and I use a skill that requires 10 Qi, my remaining 90 Qi will naturally recover back to 100 without the need to cultivate?" He asked her just in case.

Seeing her nod, Yuan fully understood the system. "So it is just like any other game but with a slight twist that requires more management. Qi is required for skills but also for a breakthrough in cultivation; it would be unwise to use it unless necessary."

"Thank you, Xiao Hua. If not for you, I would still be clueless right now."

"Brother Yuan, gratitude is shown with action, not with words." She patted her own head, causing him to laugh.

"Right, right. Thank you very much…" He said with his hands on her head.

—

After Xiao Hua was satisfied, Yuan stood up and said, "It is about time for me to leave again, but I will be back later."

Xiao Hua didn't stop him this time and nodded. "Bye-bye, Brother Yuan. Play with Xiao Hua again when you get back, okay? Here, you can use this to call me." She handed him a necklace that she had just removed from her neck.

Yuan accepted the necklace without much thought. "Then, I will see you later." He waved at her before disappearing from the sunlight like a ghost.

After Yuan left, Xiao Hua stared at where he stood before logging off, seemingly in a daze. "Thank you, for playing with Xiao Hua…" Her body suddenly began to flicker, and her body glowed with beautiful light.

"It was fun… really, really fun…" Her body slowly broke down into tiny lights, floating above the clouds before disappearing.

<Congratulations! Player Yuan has completed the world's first Hidden Quest: Playing With Xiao Hua>

—

"Brother Yuan…" That night, a sweet and childish voice echoed across the starry sky.

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Yuan continued to play with Xiao Hua throughout the night without a care in the world. Meanwhile, other Players were either trying to find the best way to strengthen themselves or were already in the process of grinding their strength.
The Players also grew addicted to their new profound strength, with the power to smash rocks with mere fists and skip meters into the distance; it gave them a sense of superiority, and it made them feel really good about themselves.
However, for someone who is crippled and blind in the real world, Yuan wouldn't mind spending all of his time just playing with Xiao Hua, who has many resemblances to his younger sister.
The world under the night sky seemed still, with the only thing moving being two shadowy figures and a ball.
"Xiao Hua, will you be fine with playing out here till so late? Won't your parents be worried if you don't return soon?" Yuan asked her after noticing that she has been out here playing with him for nearly the entire day.
"It is okay. Xiao Hua is always out here playing by herself, so they are used to it."
"..." His pity towards her increased with every passing moment he spent with her. "Xiao Hua, how about we take a rest from playing and let me tell you some more stories?"
"Stories?" Her eyes began flickering like the stars in the night sky upon hearing the magic word, and she instantly sat by the tree.
Yuan followed and sat beside her. "The stories I will be telling you today are fairy tales from my homeland."
"Fairy tales? Like mythology and legends?"
"Well… not exactly. Fairy tales are more short stories made for entertainment rather than legends and such. They are pure fiction, so it's not real."
"What's the difference?"
"...You will know when you hear it."
Yuan began telling her famous and classical fairy tales from Earth that he's heard when he was young such as a certain individual poisoning a girl who awakened due to a kiss from a prince, mermaids in the ocean, and pirates fighting in the sea.
While it has been many years since Yuan has heard of these stories, he was still able to recall them clearly and greatly entertain Xiao Hua, who was not used to this genre of stories.
"These people… are they all mortals?" She suddenly asked him.
"To my knowledge, yes."
"This is nothing like stories of mythical beasts ruling the world or immortals overturning Heaven. It is normal, yet it brings so much entertainment." She didn't know mortals could be so entertaining despite being the focus of these stories.
"Do you have any more fairy tales to tell Xiao Hua?" She asked.
"Unfortunately, that was all I could remember. But I will find some more to tell you later."
"It's a promise!"
"It's a promise." Yuan smiled.
"Okay, then it is Xiao Hua's turn to read." She opened the same book she used to teach him Heaven's Secret Art.
"That's…" Yuan wondered if she was going to teach him another skill.
"Although Brother Yuan has already learned the technique, you have not fully mastered it. However, with your powerful comprehension skills, Xiao Hua believes that Brother Yuan will master it in no time."
Thus, she began reading.
However, this time around, Yuan was only able to understand everything from the beginning only to lose compression later on. It felt like he was listening to a story with a plot that quickly deepens as it progresses, becoming more mysterious and profound.
—
It took Xiao Hua nearly an hour to finish reading the book that was only a dozen pages thick.
When she finished, she looked at Yuan to see the expression he was making. He was sitting still with his eyes closed, and on his face was a calm expression, looking as though he was in a trance.
'Brother Yuan is truly a genius…' she mumbled to herself, 'What takes others many tries to comprehend takes you only one time. What takes others many years to learn — you learn in just a few hours.'
Her gaze stared at his face nonstop, seemingly enchanted by his expression. 'Who are you, really?'
—
<Your comprehension for Heaven's Secret Art has greatly increased>
<Heaven's Secret Art Mastery Level has been increased(1 -> 2)>
<You have learned Heaven's Second Secret Art — Heaven Splitting Sword Strike>
—
<Heaven's Second Secret Art — Heaven Splitting Sword Strike>
<Rank: Divine>
<Mastery Level: 1>
<Description: Consumes 10,000 Qi. Must wield a sword to activate. Creates a pillar of light that will destroy everything that dares to block its path.>
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When Yuan opened his eyes again, Xiao Hua was resting her head on his lap, and the night sky had already long passed with the sun peeking in the horizon.
"It's already morning?" He wondered how long he had been in that trance state.
"Oh… You're awake, Brother Yuan." Xiao Hua rubbed her eyes and casually sat up. "Did you learn anything new during your enlightenment?"
"Enlightenment? Is that what that feeling was?"
"Un."
"I see… Right, I have reached the second stage of Heaven's Secret Art and learned Heaven Splitting Sword Strike."
Xiao Hua looked at him with her eyes slightly widened more than usual, seemingly filled with surprise.
"Good job, Brother Yuan." She gave him a thumbs up a moment later. "But your cultivation base is lacking, so you will not be able to use it right away."
"Right, it says I need 10,000 Qi for its activation. Is it the same Qi as the one I absorb when cultivating?"
She nodded to his question.
"It says I have 5,010/10,000 Qi right now. If I max it out and use the skill, won't my Qi be depleted and I will have to cultivate until I gain it back?"
"Your depleted Qi will naturally recover until it returns to its original state so you will not have to cultivate every time you use a technique. However, recovering Qi naturally takes time, and it will slow down your cultivation. That is why Cultivators do not use their Qi pointlessly." Xiao Hua explained to him as though she was an expert. "Additionally, if your Qi falls below a certain point, then your body will be in a weakened state until you recover your Qi. In extreme cases, you may lose consciousness or even the ability to Cultivate."
Yuan took his time digesting all of the information. "So if I have 100 Qi and I use a skill that requires 10 Qi, my remaining 90 Qi will naturally recover back to 100 without the need to cultivate?" He asked her just in case.
Seeing her nod, Yuan fully understood the system. "So it is just like any other game but with a slight twist that requires more management. Qi is required for skills but also for a breakthrough in cultivation; it would be unwise to use it unless necessary."
"Thank you, Xiao Hua. If not for you, I would still be clueless right now."
"Brother Yuan, gratitude is shown with action, not with words." She patted her own head, causing him to laugh.
"Right, right. Thank you very much…" He said with his hands on her head.
—
After Xiao Hua was satisfied, Yuan stood up and said, "It is about time for me to leave again, but I will be back later."
Xiao Hua didn't stop him this time and nodded. "Bye-bye, Brother Yuan. Play with Xiao Hua again when you get back, okay? Here, you can use this to call me." She handed him a necklace that she had just removed from her neck.
Yuan accepted the necklace without much thought. "Then, I will see you later." He waved at her before disappearing from the sunlight like a ghost.
After Yuan left, Xiao Hua stared at where he stood before logging off, seemingly in a daze. "Thank you, for playing with Xiao Hua…" Her body suddenly began to flicker, and her body glowed with beautiful light.
"It was fun… really, really fun…" Her body slowly broke down into tiny lights resembling fireflies before floating towards the clouds and disappearing.
<Congratulations! Player Yuan has completed the world's first Hidden Quest: Playing With Xiao Hua>
"Brother Yuan…" That night, a sweet and childish voice echoed across the starry sky.

Yuan was born with an incurable illness that left him blind at a young age and crippled a few years later, rendering everything below his head useless. Deemed hopeless and irredeemable, his parents quickly gave up on him, and the world ignored him.

In this dark and still world, his younger sister became his sole reason for living.

Watch as this young man reaches for the apex as a genius in Cultivation Online, the newest VRMMORPG, becoming a legendary figure in both worlds.

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