~Catching Helen~

He was her first love.
She was the girl he gives his first kiss.
He comes from a well-off family.
She comes from a poor family.
They celebrate their same birthday date together and even was born in the same hospital.
They know each other like forever.
He is the person she must take great care physically and emotionally.
Because she was paid to do that by his family.
Since she was his baby sitter! 

[Helen]
How many times must I let myself been hurt over and over again? How many times I must tell myself he was never meant to be for me? I thought by putting a great distance between us, I can regain my self-confidence and like my own self again. In this new place, when I barely reaching my goal he comes and disrupts my life again. 

I have enough of this. I may be putting my distance but I also have my own source. Since you are here. It's a high time for me to plan my escape again.


---------------------------------CAUTION!!--------------------

WARNING!
I will only start writing this one after I can catch the breath of my chaotic life. Which I don't know when but I will work hard in straightening my life. In the meantime, I will plot this story to make it more enjoyable.

WARNING! 
BEWARE OF A VERY SLOW UPDATES (Once I start it)^^III

Because my writing priority is Miss Nuggets and Lemonade and Blood Minus.

Living alone is hard for Helen, a 15 year old middleschool orphan student. With her part time job she can get by, but what Helen really wants is to be free from her boring life  - and to have more money than she can spend! She's tired of the young masters and princesses at school bragging about their parents' money - she wants to brag too!

With an unexpected knock on her door, change has come, but is Helen going to be safe with her new life and new... system? Things are going to change fast now that she's on the run, and her morally bankrupt system is pushing her deeper and deeper down a dark path to the riches she's always wanted - just where will it stop?

Join Helen as she enters the world outside of the light and discovers that things aren't always as they seem!

This is my first extended-length novel, so please let me know what you think!

"Emilia are you okay?.. I received word from Anna that the Demon has been neutralized and that you're all okay." Paul asked still sounding a little worried.
"Just a little hurt and bruised nothing life threatening, Daisy got the worst of it... she broke bother her arms." I answered.
"Make sure she stays in the infirmaries till she fully recovers... I can't help her regenerate." Paul answered sounding extremely worried.
"Okay will do, thanks for sending Anna." I answered. "Wait ohh no we forgot about the student we detained." I said in complete shock.
"Don't worry Professor Caldor met up with Anna they're gonna detain and check on the students. If you need anything else let me know." I can tell from the way he spoke that he was relieved to hear we were all okay.
"Ahhhh" Yuna yelled waking up.
"Ohh you're awake." Daisy smiled her arms now bandaged in a brace.
"Is it dead?" Yuna asked looking extremely concerned.
"Yes.. Anna came and finished it off." I answered.
"Seriously? I beat it to a pulp and it still survived?" She questioned in shock but began to relax into the bed.
"Yeah Paul and Anna said Demons are hard to kill, they have several hearts that need killing or need to banished." I answered.
"Are you all okay?" She questioned looking at all of us.
"Yeah we all came out relatively unscathed thanks to you." We answered.
"Sorry for being so useless." Jay confessed.
"It's not your fault Jay." Daisy smiled trying to comfort him.
"I mean I was pretty useless also." Grace added.
"What could we do next time? To you know be more effective?" I questioned.
"Well for one, if I got some holy arrows that would help." Grace nodded.
"Next time we visit a church of Serra we can request some." Daisy smiled.
"What can we do then?" I asked Jay being absolutely clueless.
"No idea.. By the way, who is Professor Caldor?" Jay questioned Yuna.
"He's the resident Professor specialising in Demons and Devils." Yuna answered.
"When do we get to study in his class?" I questioned.
"You don't till third year, unless you want to specialise on Demon and Devil slaying." Yuna answered.
"Ohh I wonder if Alice" Is here." I questioned looking around.
"Sadly Nurse Alice is off today." A nurse replied overhearing me.
"Do you think Daisy's hands will recover in time for dinner?" I asked the nurse.
"I can't be certain how long the recovery process will take but I'm sure she will fully recover if she stays here. We will delivering dinner in roughly two or three hours." The nurse smiled.
"Yup although painful I have regained use of my arms a little." Daisy nodded.
"So we can't just use healing magic on her?" I questioned making sure they gave it a thought.
"So Healing magic only work on wounds like cuts and bruises, anything like severed limbs, broken bones or body parts like the heart, eyes or lungs can only be healed naturally." Daisy answered.
"Or a high level Druid spell called Regenerate which works by accelerating the natural healing process." Helen added.
"And I guess you can't do it yet?" I questioned Morgana and Helen.
"Nope not yet... I've got a long time before I'd be able to use it." They both answered.
"So you're also a Druid?" I asked Morgana remembering what Helen said.
"Umm yes I am.." She answered giving Helen a quick glance.
"Helen is there something wrong?" I noticed her distain towards Morgana.
"Her type of Druid is a disgrace to the Druid Circles." Helen answered clearly angry or offended at Morgana.
"What type of Druid is she?" I questioned.
"I'm a Spore Druid.." Morgana answered.
"Her kind is a disgrace to Druids!" Helen replied insulted by Morganas answer.
"Helen.." I looked at her confused for the first time ever seeing her have so much hatred for something.
"Her kind goes against everything all Druid Circles stands for!" Helen replied in anger.
"I'm not going to pretend that I understand anything about your Druid Circles, or why you hate Spore Druids.. But my mother taught me how to do this and that's all." Morgana answered.
"Helen.. Let it go.." I'm sure she's not related to Maribelle, she's completely human." Grace said to her clearly knowing more than we do.
"Who's Maribelle?" Jay questioned curiously.
"It's a long story.. There are several Druid Circles that focus on different aspects of Life and Nature, Maribelle the betrayer against our God's wishes studied the forbidden aspect of Death and Decay. Maribelle awakened a terrible curse that desolated at least 90% of the Druid population." Helen answered.
"I honestly don't know anything about this Maribelle you talk about or any sort of curse that killed your people." Morgana replied to her defensively.
"Yes but you're still following her ways!" Helen argued.
"..Okay oaky.. Let's all just calm down okay?" I suggested trying to calm Helen down.
"Yes Helen.. She's not related to Maribelle at all she has zero Elven features." Grace agreed with me.
"I can't believe you're siding with her as well!" Helen yelled in anger and stormed out.
"Helen wait!!" Grace quickly tried to ask Helen before she left the room.
"I'll go make sure they are okay." Jay said stopping Grace and chased after Helen.
"Wow that got intense..." Jun said finally breaking his silence finding a time to speak.
"I wonder how Scarlet is doing." I wondering slightly worried.
"I'm sure she's doing fine." Daisy answered with a giant smile.
"So Grace about the Spore druid thing is it really that bad?" Yuna asked.
"It's pretty bad, the disease Maribelle unleashed on the Druid was devastating.. It was slow acting taking years slowly sapping away their life. It spread viciously just being near an infected Druid would result in catching the disease." She explained.
"That's so horrible!" I said in shock.
"Yes! It also rendered All the Druid ancient groves uninhabitable changing them into deadly swamps." Grace answered.
"So how did you learn to become a spore Druid?" I asked Morgana.
"I dunno my mother had a book that she used to teach me." Morgana answered.
"And you have no idea about this death disease?" I asked.
"Nothign at all.. Like I said earlier I don't even know who Maribelle is." She answered.
"At a young age Helen loved her Uncle and Aunt but she had to watch them die as the disease slowly sapped their life away." Helen answered.
"How long ago was the disease?" I questioned.
"It was a very long time ago, but her Uncle and Aunt wanted to heal their ancient grove, but despite their best efforts they somehow caught the disease, they say it's because of the spores from the fungus and plants that grow there." Grace explained.
"Weird.. Humans always believed that Elves have an easy life since you all are so attuned with magic we could never imagine." Yuna said in shock.
"We all may be attuned to magic but magic can't solve everything.. Maribelle's disease actually accelerated when healing magic or any form of magic was used to try and cure it. It's so potent that you can't even reincarnate or revive the person who died as a result of the Disease." Grace answered.
"Reincarnate?" I questioned.
"Yes very few Arch Druids who spent their entire lives studying Druid Craft could bring back the dead via reincarnation I'm not sure how it works exactly but it normally results in the individual becoming a different race." Grace answered.
"Wow… and Maribelle's disease even stopped that? I questioned.
"Yes somehow it blocks the reincarnation process as well, it literally a death sentence." Grace answered making me reflect on my visions
"By the way are you feeling okay Yuna?" I asked changing the subject.
"Yup a little tired but overall I'm okay.. I kinda get what Paul's going through now." She answered.
"What was it you did back there?" I asked.
"It a technique I explained to you yesterday, I can temporarily accelerate my rate of Arcanum absorption and consumption but it's only temporary and after that I get extremely fatigued." She answered.
"Could I learn that?" Daisy questioned.
"You can.. But I wouldn't recommend it, it is very risky to the user as you saw it rendered me unconscious." She answered.
"Why would you risk yourself like that?" I disagreed with her decision.
"Because Gregor was a Rank A student recently relegated to Rank B.. So he was already a strong opponent as it is.. I was barely able to defeat him last time we duelled, so if he took the Demon potion I surmised I needed to use my technique to even stand a chance to hurt him." Yuna answered.
"I agree with his simple back hand was enough to wind me. Even hitting him with my maul was enough to break my bones from the sheer force of the impact." Daisy answered.
"All this life threatening events, I'd be nice to have a few days of rest." I sighed lying on a bed.
"I dunno I found today quite exciting!" Jun smiled leaning back on his seat. "Fleet combat is less exciting, its normally just open fire and the target is destroyed. Kind of boring to be honest." Jay commented.
"Yeah I know what you mean....Yesterday was intense and today felt ridiculous." Yuna answered.
"Is every day in Atlantis like this?" I asked.
"Most days should be quite peaceful.. I don't know what it is exactly but there has been a lot of incidents lately for some reason." Yuna answered.
"I know, there's the Goblin invading from the mountains.. Dark Elves from underground.. And now Demons in the school.. Why is all this happening?" I sighed.
"About that, has Paul said anything about them?" Yun asked.
"Hmm nothing yet.. But Jun did say that Aspa was attacked by Dark Elves as well, apparently there was this weird grotesque baby monster thing that has a life sapping aura around it, driving the Dark Elves to the surface." I answered.
"Seriously?.." Yuna asked back in disbelief.
"Yup, that's what we got form interrogating the Dark Elf prisoners." Jun answered.
"Well that's even more disconcerting so if we want to stop any more Dark Elf attacks we need to remove this weird grotesque baby monster." Yuna answered.
"Yup, the baby's life sapping aura seemed pretty dangerous as well." Jun added.
"Not to mention it's dangerous enough to force an entire Dark Elf city to attack a surface city rather than dealing with that baby monster thing itself." Grace agreed.
"Is there any chance you can tell Paul of this information? I think it will be very useful." I asked curiously.
"Sure.." Jun smiled.
"Hey Paul can you come and see us in the infirmary.. Officer Jun from Aspa has some very important information you might need to know." I notified him.
"Information?" He asked curiously.
"Yeah, apparently the Dark Elves were fleeing from some giant grotesque baby thing with a life sapping aura." I explained to him.
"Hmmm that does sound interesting. Does he have any information on what it might be?" He questioned.
"Hey Jun, Paul asked if you or Aspa has any idea what the baby monster might be?" I asked Jun.
"No, no idea as at all." Jun answered.
"No he has no Idea." I relayed Jun's answer to Paul.
"Well thanks for the information, I'll have to do some research to see what it is and how to handle the situation. Tell officer Jun he has my thanks and if he needs help on anything feel free to ask." Paul replied.
"He said thanks and that if you need anything to let him know." I relayed his message to Jun.
"Do you think Paul is going to go down there and kill it?." Jun asked curiously.
"Well, I don't know him very well but I believe so." Yuna answered.
"Wait no! It's too dangerous!" I replied.
"It is dangerous, but believe me Paul and his team are probably the most well equip and experienced when it comes to going down there." Jun answered.
"And he will be saving lives on both sides." Yuna agreed.
"I can't let him do that! It's practically suicide, I've heard how you guys describe it down there.. Every corner filled with deadly creatures, darkness all around and untold evils!" I argued.
 

Emilia Patel an aspiring young adult with a heart of gold and a fiery temper always dreamt of having magical adventures like the ones she reads in Fantasy novels. 

One day, she awoke up tied up in a chair by an unknown invisible force and a robbed red haired figure informing her she is to be conscripted to Atlantis one of the four famous schools of Sorcery.

Could this really be a dream come true?

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Andrew wakes up, but doesn't want to open his eyes. It's half past four in the morning. Everyone is sleeping. The thoughts are keeping Andrew awake, while he is rummaging around underneath his blanket. He suddenly stops.
[I can't sleep.]
He throws the bedspread off of himself and sits up straight, looking at his desk on the other side of the room.
[I don't want to do it. I promised myself not to do it while in a relationship, and I've kept my promise ever since that day. Don't do it. It makes sense. My blood was pumped out and another liquid took its place for almost forty years. I heard that much from when I signed up.]
Andrew has his right hand between his legs, but also holding it back with his left hand.
[I guess my hormones were gone or something. Maybe they made fresh blood instead of pumping back the old stuff, it makes sense. Stop it, right hand!]
He pulls away his hand from between his legs and quickly pulls up his pyjamas.
[I sound like a mental patient with a personality disorder like that. I need to keep my thoughts in control too. Don't do it. Don't masturbate. Calm down. I can keep myself in control, I know that. Just lay down, and go back to sleep. Don't think about anyone. I'm thirty-nine years clean, this November that is. That sounds so odd.]
He pulls the blanket over himself again, and lets out a deep sigh.
[Looks like I'm good.]
He closes his eyes, and a few minutes pass.
[I don't remember when I started wearing pyjamas again, I never wore them before.]

At nine in the morning, Andrew is wakes up by someone knocking on his door.
"Come in." He says.
The door opens, and Helen goes inside.
"Good morning, did you sleep well?" She asks.
"Not really, had a lot of thoughts throughout the night."
"About the letter?"
"Among other things, but mostly that."
Helen's face shows worry, with a tinge of compassion worked into it. She walks up to him and closes the door behind her.
"I feel you." She says. "I've also heard things that have kept me up at night, mainly from my mother. She always had beautiful stories to tell that kept me up the next few nights. She told me they were about a fictional friend she made up, but they all felt authentic."
Andrew doesn't have anything to respond, so a silence falls upon the room. His mind is empty as well.
"Anyway, shall we have breakfast first, and then read the letter?" Helen asks.
Andrew gets up from his bed. "That's … a good idea." He takes off his pyjamas and puts on his regular clothes, after which they leave the room for the cafeteria. They enter the cafeteria to find Mike, Chris, Joe and Wilhelm already having breakfast. Helen and Andrew order their food and join them at their table.

"Good morning boys!" Helen says in a lovely voice.
"We're not boys, nurse, we're men." Wilhelm responds. "And Andrew, you're a man too. You're over fifty you know."
"So being a man has to do with age?" Andrew replies.
"Not entirely." Wilhelm says. "Age is just a factor, but it's about experience and the way you act. And none of us here act like frail teenage boys."
Helen smiles and shakes her head. Mike leans in closer to Andrew, and whispers in his ear.
"It's his way of acknowledging you, so try to see it as a compliment."
[I guess I can take it that way.]
"Anyway, enough about that. I found out about a new card game from the 2020s, I read the rules and it seemed like fun. Should we try it today?" Mike says.
Helen holds her hand in front of her, to sign them to wait. She finishes her drink and puts the glass back on the table.
"Andrew and I are going to do a, how do I say this, mental exercise after breakfast." She says. She looks at Andrew, and Andrew nods. "We're going to read a card that was left in a box, a letter from 2019."
"Oh, I see." Mike responds. "Tough of you to read it already, preparing for things like that took me a few weeks, maybe months."
"We'll try the new game tomorrow, then. The four of us can just stick to the known ones." Chris adds. All of them agree with it. They finish their breakfast and exit the cafeteria.
"Hey, Andrew." Wilhelm says to him, before walking away. "You're a man, but a man needs to cry too, whenever necessary." The others look in their direction. "So, cry your heart out, don't try to bottle everything up, it'll only make life harder. And, we're always here for you, remember that."
Wilhelm does a step closer to Andrew, and puts his right arm on Andrew's left shoulder.
"You're strong, I know that."
Helen, Mike, Chris and Joe all smile at the passionate side of Wilhelm. He pulls away his arm and does a step back. 
"Good luck, Andrew."
"Thank you, Wilhelm."
They part ways, walking in opposite directions through the hallway.

Andrew and Helen enter Andrew's room. They sit down next to each other on his bed, and look at the bedside table. All the letters are closed. The blue one, from his family, is on top, then the red one, and finally the purple one.
[I'm expecting the purple one to be May's, and I want to read it last.]
"Let's go with the red one today." Andrew says.
"Do you know who it's from?" Helen asks.
"Most likely from my friends, Keil, Lin and Sarah." He responds. "The purple letter is from my girlfriend, May. She … likes purple."
Andrew has trouble speaking normally. His voice is shaky and his throat feels swollen. Helen takes the red letter from the stack, and opens it. She reads through it quickly before giving it to Andrew, closed.
"Before you open it, do you remember again how you, well, died?"
[I still don't know. I don't really want to think about it. I don't think I want to know. But, if she's asking this question, that means I'll probably get to know.]
Andrew nods, mendaciously, and opens the card. He starts reading it, from top, to bottom.
-----
Dear Andrew,
Hey you, you're finally awake. (Do you remember it?)
All jokes aside, I hope you're doing okay! How is the future so far? Well, you wouldn't be able to answer me, since you're probably hundreds of years ahead. Anyway, the three of us decided to write a small personal letter each, and this is my part. (You probably know who I am already.) I don't really have that much to say, I just hope you'll find your way in your new life in the future. I was devastated by your cardiac arrest, but realising you have a second chance at life made me get over it relatively quickly. Not that I didn't care, that's not it, but I don't know what else I could say. I really thought hard on this one. I'm going to pass the letter to Lin now, and I almost forgot, but we're together now! The moment you left us (sorry that might sound a bit harsh) made me realise our life is really short, and that we should take chances whenever we can, if you get what I mean. I'm running out of space, so good luck in whichever year you woke up in!
-----
Andrew closes the card and puts it to his side. Tears are filling up his eyes.
"Come here." Helen says, and she pulls him in closer. Andrew holds his head on her chest, and starts to cry. His tears are wetting Helen's clothes. Helen is smiling, but also shedding tears of compassion at the same time.
"Andrew." She says. Andrew continues to cry, but tries to make less noise to listen.
"We are only 37 years ahead. They should be about 55 years old right now, and are most likely alive."
Andrew lifts his head from her chest, and looks at her with reddened eyes, and tears on his cheeks. Helen holds his hands.
"We will find them. I'll look for them. If you remember them, write down their full names for me. Not now, any time works."
Andrew nods, and wipes away the tears.
"Sorry, about your coat."
"It's fine, don't fret it." She replies.
"So … I died of a heart attack." Andrew says. "I didn't … expect anything else."
Andrew has a hard time talking, because of the snot in his nose, and the swelling in his throat. Helen smiles, but doesn't respond.
[I wonder if they got married.]
Andrew picks the card up, and opens it again, but he doesn't start reading immediately.
[I hope they got married, they seem like the perfect couple. When I meet them, I might be a total stranger. Well, my face didn't change much, so they could still remember me.]
Andrew starts reading again. The messages are separated by a dotted line.
-----
From Lin.
You're most likely reading this, far, far ahead into the future, and that fascinates me to an extent. But, this isn't about me, this is for you. 
First of all, I want to thank you. I heard the stories from Keil, about how you had encouraged him to ask me out for months, maybe even years. He told me he didn't remember. But I truly appreciate it, bringing us together, as I also had my eye on him for a while. I don't know how far we will go, but it feels like it's going in the right direction.
Next, I want to wish you the best of luck. Continuing your life hundreds, maybe thousands of years into the future will be hard, really hard. But, as I've seen from you while we've been together, you don't give up easily, so I know you can pull through.
You're probably having a tough time reading our letters, but I hope you'll be able to look at the bright side of your life, of your future, even if we aren't around. I will pass the pen to Sarah now.
Good luck, Andrew, and I hope we can meet again in our dreams.
-----
The beautiful words written on the paper pierce Andrew emotionally, but he doesn't break out in tears. He is smiling. Helen takes the letter from him.
"Are you okay?" Helen asks.
Andrew nods.
[All of them think, or are expecting, that they won't see me again.]
Tears roll down Andrew's cheeks, but he is not fazed. He stares at the floor in front of him, with the smile still on his face.
"It feels like … " Andrew starts. "They're writing to a dead person."
Helen remains silent while Andrew is organizing his thoughts. Only the noise of the clock ticking, and Andrew periodically sniffing can be heard. Andrew falls onto Helen's lap.
[May. You never liked it when I did this. You said so. But, if we were home alone, you wouldn't mind at all. Are all women like that? Does Helen mind? She doesn't seem to mind, she seems happy. Her smile, feels so familiar.]
"They all expected me … to wake up in … hundreds of years." Andrew speaks in parts.
"I don't think anyone expected the technology to come so soon." Helen responds. "When I was thirteen, the first person woke up. From that moment onward, I paved a way so that I would be able to work here, and listen to lots of stories from the past. Like yours."
Andrew looks at the wall, while resting his head on Helen's thighs.
"What's your age?" He asks.
"I'm 23." Helen responds. "When I was 13, before I started high school, I heard about this. After that I practically gave all my free time away to study biology and medicine."
Helen caresses Andrew's hair, while looking at him with her teal coloured eyes. Her blond hair, wrapped up in a ponytail, lays on her right shoulder.
"If you want, we can read Sarah her letter later."
"No." Andrew replies resolutely. "We are going to read … this entire letter … today."
"I did promise that, but I don't want to overload you. You know what I told you about other patients, remember?"
[I know that, but, I just want to know more. I want to know what they wanted to say. I want to meet them.]
[I want too much.]
Andrew gets up from Helen's lap and she gives him back the letter.
"Promise me." She says. "That you stop reading if it's too much for you."
Andrew nods, and he opens the letter again.
-----
Hey,
Thank you for having conversations with me. I really appreciate it. Because of them, I feel safer talking to May and Lin, and even some other classmates. Keil is still hard to talk to, but he's nice too. I expect you to be revived in the near future, so if you wake up at least before 2100, come visit me. I'll always be waiting.
I never did this, and I regret never telling you earlier, but thank you for that hug during our vacation. You should remember it. It felt really nice. I've been giving hugs to May and Lin too. When we see each other again, I'll tell you more stories, also stories I've yet to make. Will you tell me yours too?
- Sarah

Lots of love, hugs, and luck from Keil, Lin and Sarah.
-----
Andrew closes the letter and gives it to Helen. Tears roll down his cheeks and he isn't able to speak. He wraps his arms around Helen's waist.
"Let it out, Andrew. There's no need to bottle it up." Helen says softly.
Andrew starts to cry, louder than before. His screams of sorrow echo throughout the room. Helen caresses his hair and back, while holding his head on her shoulder.
"It's okay." She says repeatedly. "It's okay."
In the arms of Helen, Andrew cries his heart out. His thoughts are too irrational and incomprehensible. He can't think about anything, yet a ridiculous amount of thoughts are crossing his mind. The sun shines brightly into the room, highlighting their backs with warm, yellow rays of sunlight. Andrew's lost the strength to scream, and the sound has regressed to quiet sobbing. Helen is also shedding tears of compassion. 
For them, the day is already over.


Andrew Hillton is resurrected in 2056, by the technology of Cryogenics. The day before his second anniversary of the relationship with his girlfriend, May, he died of cardiac arrest. Now, 37 years into the future, he feels obliged to look for her. She still loves him, he is sure of it. Andrew meets family members and friends, who have all grown up to be adults. As the reader, you follow Andrew's thoughts as he perceives this new, challenging world.

"Aghhh ....!" Helen awakens from her dream ... "Ha ... Hah ... Hah ..." Her breaths shaky  ... It was as if she had just run from something for her life.

She looked in all directions in panic. Finding that she was still in her room, Helen began to calm down. She regained her breath after panting hard.

Water ... That's what's in her mind. She needed water ... Helen got up from the bed and went out of her bedroom, headed for the kitchen to get a glass of water.

Arriving at the kitchen, Helen picks up her glass and pours the water. She instantly drinks in one gulp. Helen paused, then looked at the wall clock in the kitchen. The time shows 2.30 in the morning.

"Huuhh ..." Helen sighed for the umpteenth time, before she left the kitchen heading to the bathroom. Although it was only 2 AM, Helen knew she would not be able to go back to sleep, so she decided to go wash her face. After all... The dream would wake her up again if she still insisted on sleeping.

After washing her face, Helen silently stood and pondered, staring blankly at the reflection of herself in the mirror above the sink. She began to recall the dream she had just experienced. The dream is getting more and more tangible. Helen even thought she was crazy! How could she possibly assume that the dreams are real?! It is impossible! Although she kept trying to deny it, but her heart said otherwise.

It is unknown what triggers this, but she knows for sure that all this started on her 13th birthday. On the night of her birthday ... Helen started dreaming ... A very strange dream!

At first she did not so clearly remember the content of her dream. What she remembers in the dream was, she saw a man hugging a young girl under a big cherry tree. The scene looks like a painting. In fact almost like an illusion ... So beautiful to see, but also so heart-wrenching to look at. You know... The beautiful "illusion" actually represents a wound... A tragedy... That can break your soul and body when you witness it. That's all she remembered ...

Since then, the dream never seemed to come to her again. Halen began to forget it slowly. . But, not until she was 16 years old! When she was 16, the dream came back!

At that moment, she heard the man's voice calling someone's name. He kept calling the name. But Helen could not hear the name. All she knew was that guy must be calling the name of the girl in his arms. The dream came to an end.

She feels that she knows the name of the girl that man mentioned in her dream, but she can not remember it. Plus, she still can not see clearly the faces of the two people in her dream.

This happen again on her seventeen year old birthday. She dreams of the same thing again! This time she began to see clearly the figure of the man and the girl! She can remember the name of the young girl. Yuki, that's the girl's name.

And on her 18th birthday...  She had a premonition that night, she would be dreaming about the man and the girl, Yuki. And true, the dream came to her again.

However, this time the dream did not come only once, but repeatedly until now! The dream continues every day.

For the past 2 years, the dream always come to her. Increasingly, this dream becomes more real. It's like watching a movie or drama in live, where the main character is a couple in her dream. Until 2 days ago, she still saw the dream like a 3rd person. But 2 days ago it all changed! Precisely, June 11 was her 20th birthday. Since then, she no longer witnessed the dream as someone else, but as a young girl dying in her dream, Yuki!

2 days ago, she felt her body was so weak. She felt unable to move any of her limbs. Even to open her eyes alone, she felt it was very difficult. Helen  panicked! Until finally she managed to open her eyes and the only sight that greeted her was the face of the man in her dream! She was shocked, panicked and confused, but no matter how hard she struggled, her body could not be moved. She resigned... Just stayed silent. She wanted to say something but no sound came out of her mouth.

She could not clearly remember his face, but she knew and could feel what he was feeling.

Anxiety, panic, despair, sadness and deep pain ... That's what he feels.

There are 1 or 2 things that never change, which was what Helen feel, even from the first time she had this strange dream. The first thing, for some reason, every time she saw the figure of the man, Helen always felt she recognized him. She feels they've met. And every time she saw him, this heart hurt... Helen felt her heart crushed and torn apart every time she saw him... Her soul was flying and she wanted to run to hug the man, as if he was the man she loved so much...

And the second, don't know from where that crazy idea came, and what poison she had drunk, Helen felt that the girl named Yuki was herself ?! And whenever the man calls Yuki's name, she feels that the man is calling her!

Stupid! That's the craziest idea she ever had! How could she and Yuki be the same person? How could she imagine that she was a dying girl in the arms of her lover, not a lady who lived happily with her dream prince?!

"Maybe it was because the dream kept haunting me and I was bored just being a spectator, maybe that's why I started dreaming as Yuki? Heh ... It could be ..." She thought jokingly.

Yuki and she were the same person? How can that be? Yuki is her other self? Impossible!

Reincarnation? Is it possible that Yuki is herself in the past? Hah? Ridiculous ... That's the craziest thing she ever heard! How can there be such a thing as a reincarnation in this world? That's just a myth! Just a fairy tale before bed! Plus, her past life was so tragic? So sad...

Helen continued to search for a thousand reasons to deny the thoughts and feelings she had about Yuki and the dream.

 She started pacing around the bathroom. She kept trying to brush off her silly thoughts and ideas. But ... The more she denied it, the stronger her god level of imagination continued.

"Aghhhh... whatever! Maybe I should go to a psychologist, or maybe a psychiatrist! I feel like I'm crazy!" Helen shouted as she continued to throw a million complaints.

"Wait... If I checked myself there, would not it be obvious that those people would think I'm crazy? They would think I had severe hallucinations, mental disorders and other psychiatric problems? They might send me to a mental hospital? Aghhh... OMG ... Helen ... Oh, Helen ... What a genius you are, Helen... So genius you almost dig your own grave! "

Helen continues to snarl... To mock herself. She almost spent 2 hours in the bathroom just to act and thought of silly, without getting any results and now the clock has been showing 04.46 dawn!

If there were other people in the house. Watching her manner of talking to herself while pacing, surely they would think Helen was crazy! What's more she talked about things that did not make sense.They would think Helen had read too many manga, novels and watching movies or dramas.

"Gggggrruuukkk ..."

"Ugh ... Shit!" She curse in her heart. How can this stomach growling right now?!

Helen then realized, that she had spent too long in the bathroom without results! If only this hungry stomach did not make any sound, maybe she will spend the day there.

"Hmmm, never mind. Just think of the dream later. The most important thing now is what breakfast should I make this morning?" She thought to herself

Helen then dragged her lazy feet back into the kitchen and began to focus on preparing breakfast and the necessities for today's activities.

Today too, will be one of the new page of her life ...

"Fighting, Helen!!!" Cheers Helen, while encouraging herself.

*******
Author : I found some obstacles in translating some words or terms into english. Like when I want to say...  "Imajinasi tingkat dewanya berlanjut."

I'm very confused, what kind of English for this sentence. I tried to change it a few times but I'm still hesitant and a bit awkward. Perhaps among you there are Indonesians who can help me.

This is like "a wild imagination" but little different cuz more like some imagination of high level. God level or god rate* is like meme.

Fūma Monou, a cold-blooded doctor, who had killed many people for revenge. Fūma no longer believed in others since the past events that happened to him, he didn't believe in love. But ... It all changed, when he picked up a little girl who looked like a "broken doll" with bruises and  bandages all over her body.

Yuki, the little girl who had to face the bitter reality of her life. She was tortured, alienated and banished by her own family. She continued to believe that someday there would be someone who wanted and needed her. Even when she was in a dying state before being discovered by Fūma.

Since then, Yuki who initially only considered Fūma as her benefactor, was beginning to open up her heart to Fūma. Likewise, Fūma who initially picked Yuki just for his sake alone, now began to feel different things to the little girl who was growing up.

Nevertheless, both chose to hide their feelings which resulted in frequent misunderstandings between the two of them.

When they finally found out each others’ feelings, and Fūma started to believe in love, happiness, and sincerity. Destiny had another will ... It actually separated the two of them.

Fūma felt fooled by destiny. He vowed not to fall in love again and avenged Yuki's death.

But, once again destiny brought them together in the future. With new identities and new lives.

Will they finally be together?
Or will their love tragedy be repeated once again?

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After reaching a relatively secure area on the 79th Floor, Vahn set out the same magical cottage that they had previously used for resting. Helen immediately retreated to her own room without a word while Jeanne was laid to rest on a comfortable sofa. She would have normally shared the same room as Helen but it didn't seem as if the latter had any interest in following conventions at the moment. Vahn didn't really know what to say to her so he instead set about cooking up some food in the hopes of either luring her out or, at the very least, making sure she had something to eat if she got hungry. At the same time, back on the surface, Vahn had returned to the Manor with Fenrir in order to update the girls and spend time with his children. 

Though the excursion in the Dungeon hadn't been going on that long, as less than three days had passed since his departure, things had already become far more troublesome than anticipated. Fortunately, at least for the time being, things were manageable and, for each problem he may face during the descent, there were a plethora of people he could talk to if things began weighing heavily on his heart. This time around, after enjoying a rather pleasant lunch with many of the Manor's residents, Vahn had returned to a private study with Eina and their daughter, Eiko. The latter was growing up healthily and was already capable of speaking broken sentences. As for her Guardian, the Gemcutter Squirrel, June, it was always very energetic as it climbed around on the furniture and explored the surroundings with a curious glint in its eyes.

Vahn absentmindedly watched Eiko giggling happily as she chased around June while Eina gently ran her fingers through his hair. He had already explained the situation in the Dungeon and was now enjoying a bit of leisure time while waiting for Jeanne to wake up of her own volition. Food had already been prepared and stored in his Inventory so, back in the Dungeon, Vahn was meditating while keeping his attention focused on their surroundings. This freed up the majority of his focus, allowing him to fully enjoy the always comfortable sensation of having someone stroke his head. It was amazing how such a simple action could provide so much comfort but, remembering how the girls reacted when he stroked their heads, it wasn't that difficult to wrap his head around...

While chasing after June, Eiko ended up stumbling over her own feet but, instead of falling to the ground and potentially injuring herself, a gentle pressure wrapped around her body before righting her once again. Then, without missing a beat, Eiko clapped her hands happily before chasing after June once again. The latter had stopped to make sure Eiko was okay and, seeing that she was uninjured, their game of tag proceeded without much delay. Eina saw this and smiled warmly before leaning down and kissing the top of Vahn's head before lightly reprimanding him by saying, "You should allow her to fall every now and then or she will never learn to be cautious..." 

As he had heard similar things several times, Vahn just absentmindedly nodded his head without taking the words to heart. He knew he spoiled his children a bit but he simply couldn't harden his heart and allow them to experience suffering, at least when he was around. At the very least, he was always honest with them and made sure they were capable of thinking for themselves. This way, even if they were somewhat dependent on him at times, they would seriously consider their actions whenever he wasn't around. Since the rest of the girls in the Manor also took a part in making sure the children were prepared to face whatever the world threw at them, Vahn wasn't particularly concerned with them experiencing any setbacks as a result of his pampering nature...

Seeing Vahn's reaction, Eina giggled lightly before pinching the side of his cheek in mock protest to his haphazard way of raising his children. Since the older children hadn't shown any of the tell-tale signs of becoming entitled wastrels, she also wasn't that concerned with how their daughter would end up. After all, she had a direct hand in Eiko's education and, though their daughter was sometimes absentminded, she showed an appreciable level of intelligence for her age. Though not nearly as impressive as the standard Vanir, she shouldn't have any issues excelling amongst a group of her peers.

Without minding Eina pulling on his cheek, Vahn continued to enjoy the momentary bliss that was often present whenever he spent time with this 'first wife' of his. She was, in essence, the functional Empress of his Empire but, without minding such things in the least, Eina continued her work at the Guild Branch while spending much of her free time tending to the children or, in this case, Vahn himself. When Rose, Misha, or the other girls would tease her about being an Empress, she would simply shrug it off with a smile before asking them how their relationship was developing. This was a good way to nip troublesome conversations in the bud as, though Misha was usually pretty open about her feelings, Rose had caused her to mellow out quite a bit with the passage of time...

As much as he wished moments like this could persist forever, Vahn sensed movement within his domain, causing his eyes to open within the Dungeon just as Jeanne raised her body and released a tired yawn. She began to look around at her surroundings before absentmindedly returning Vahn's gaze with her own. For several seconds, the air became strangely tense before Jeanne's face became noticeably red from her neck. Vahn could practically see the blush rise until it reached the top of her head before Jeanne averted her eyes to the side before sheepishly asking, "My Lord...how long have I been asleep? I can't remember anything..."

Hearing this, Vahn's brows perked up in surprise before realization dawned upon him. Whatever Maya had done to Jeanne seemed to have erased whatever memories she had obtained during her time spent in the illusion. Vahn had wanted to ask about her experience at some point, as he was somewhat curious to know what Jeanne had gone through, but that didn't seem to be an option any longer. As this was probably for the best, Vahn decided not to force the issue but, in the back of his mind, he couldn't help complaining about the fact that Maya hadn't 'undone' whatever experience Helen had gone through. In a way, Jeanne losing her memories of the trauma she had experienced would just upset Helen even further as, from what he could see, she was projecting her troubles in a way that couldn't easily be addressed in short order.

Deciding he would have to deal with the troubles as they came, Vahn forced a smile on his face as he gave a brief summary of what had transpired on the 78th Floor. Jeanne was fully aware of the fact that she had fallen into an illusion but, no matter how much she tried to recall the memories of that time, the only thing that appeared within her mind were glimpses of a woman with green hair. Even this didn't provide her with any clear information as any attempt to recall exactly what the woman looked like simply escaped her. This caused Jeanne to feel incredibly frustrated as, far more than Vahn, she was worried about Helen's well-being. However, as the latter ignored her knocking, Jeanne didn't know what she should do to make amends for the fact that her trauma had been erased while her friend was forced to face it directly...

Seeing Jeanne walking back from Helen's room with a doleful expression on her face, Vahn closed his eyes while internally shaking his head. He had no way of rationalizing Helen's behavior and, as their relationship was never that close, attempting to enter her room may very well exacerbate the situation. The only viable solution seemed to be achieving godhood as soon as possible, allowing her to be free from the burden of her assumed 'fate'. This, however, may cause the current Helen to completely break as, without a 'meaning' in life, she may very well choose death. Though this wasn't necessarily a bad thing, at least from Vahn's perspective as someone who had died previously, he felt it was exceptionally unfair to Helen that she had been given such a lot in life.

Erecting a barrier around them that blocked out both sound and external magical probes, Vahn looked into Jeanne's eyes with a severe expression visible in his own. This caused her to become serious and alert before asking, "What is it, my Lord?" In response, Vahn inhaled deeply through his nose before explaining the rather terrible 'solution' he had come up with, stating, "When all of this is over, I may have to erase Helen's memories..." 

Hearing Vahn's words, Jeanne's eyes widened into full circles before her expression gradually warped into indignation and internal conflict. Though she almost habitually refuted him, Jeanne knew better than anyone that Helen's life hadn't exactly been pleasant. She had been 'alone' for a very long time and, as a result of the fate she had been given, it was impossible for her to move on without a drastic change in her mentality. Having her memories erased meant that she would lose a great deal of knowledge and experience but, at the same time, it opened up a way forward for her to live a life without the burdens that had weighed heavily on her heart for centuries.

Seeing Jeanne go through the motions of accepting his proposal, Vahn added in a solemn tone, "I'm worried that, if I am able to achieve godhood without her assistance, Helen's mind might break. If that happens, I will be forced to take action before she does something truly regretful...after that, I will no longer have any right to watch over her any longer. When the time comes, please take care of Helen on my behalf, Jeanne. I know it is selfish to entrust you with this, as the guilt will undoubtedly weigh heavily on your heart, but I believe there are none better suited to the task..." 

Jeanne, in response to Vahn's words, showed an expression of sheer disbelief on her face as she failed to fully process what he was asking of her. The confident light that was usually present in her eyes began to flicker like a candle being blown about by a tempestuous wind as she absentmindedly stated, "I am my Lord's shield...I must protect you and the members of the Imperial Family..." Now that the conflict she had experienced from the illusion had faded away, Jeanne's 'meaning' in life were the convictions she had as a knight. She couldn't rationalize abandoning her duty to do something as 'selfish' as taking care of her friend as, even though she was genuinely worried about Helen's well-being, Jeanne's image of the taciturn mage was of a highly capable woman that didn't require a caretaker...

Instead of insisting, Vahn waved upon hearing Jeanne's words, forcing his mind to quickly proffer potential solutions. This turned out to be unnecessary, however, as Sis quickly chimed in, saying, (*Vahn, we both know you would never be able to live with the regret of sending Jeanne and Helen away. You would constantly worry about whether or not you made the correct decision and, if something bad happened, it would become even more troublesome...*) As this wasn't exactly a 'solution', Vahn frowned deeply but, before he was able to ask, Sis quickly added, (*Helen is a woman who is obsessed with the idea of her life having 'meaning'. Even if you're unwilling to give her meaning, you can help her find new meaning rather easily. After all, with what we know of the Dungeon, it shouldn't be that difficult to push Helen onto a different path, correct...?*)

Even without Sis explaining it directly, Vahn's eyes widened in realization as he practically leaped from the sofa, startling Jeanne in the process. Seeing her confusion, Vahn smiled before bowing low and exclaiming, "I'm sorry, Jeanne, it was irresponsible of me to ask such a thing from you. I may have a solution that will fix everything so please don't let my idiocy bother you too much." Though Vahn could feel his temples buzz in discomfort while lowering his head and admonishing himself, he ignored the sensation since he was the most aware of how foolish his suggestion had been. More than simply betraying Helen's trust, Vahn felt like he had betrayed both Jeanne and himself after coming up with such a terrible means of dealing with the situation. Though his current solution wasn't much better, it was infinitely better than simply erasing Helen's memories and leaving someone else to deal with the aftermath...

Though she was taken aback by Vahn's spontaneous actions, Jeanne felt a great deal of relief after hearing his words. For a moment, it felt like her world was crashing down so, even though she couldn't forget that Vahn had made such a suggestion, Jeanne placed a hand over her rapidly beating heart to calm down as she released a genuine sigh of relief. The flame in her eyes quickly stabilized as she looked toward the man she recognized as her Lord, asking, "Is it beyond my standing to ask about the solution my Lord has conceived...?" Normally, Jeanne would never openly question the decisions made by those she served but, as the matter pertained to someone she held dearly, she couldn't help but break propriety just once.

Without minding Jeanne's faux pas, Vahn sat back down and, after calming himself down, explained, "Honestly, I hope that things don't come to this but, if Helen does end up trying to take her life...I will not stop her." Since these words would undoubtedly upset Jeanne, Vahn had already raised his hand in a gesture to remain calm as he added, "So long as she is bound to her current life, Helen may never be able to escape her fate. If she can't even take her own life, can you imagine how she would behave after the fact...?" As someone that genuinely believed she had no sway over her own destiny, being able to take her own life was actually a step forward for someone like Helen. Vahn, however, knew that there was more to life than the singular existence you represented during the time you spent living. The soul would persist on and, depending on the circumstances, there were numerous ways in which someone could live on, even after death...

Jeanne didn't understand the full context of what Vahn was talking about but, realizing the truth contained within his words, she decided to remain silent and allow him to continue. Vahn gave her an appreciative nod in response before pointing downwards, explaining, "The Dungeon, Tartarus, is able to have some sway over the cycle of life and death. Though this is mostly related to monsters, the fact that the Xenos exists at all shows that it is directly related to the development and nurturing of the soul. Just as Ais had been reincarnated several times, I believe it is possible that we can guide Helen's soul along the same paths, allowing her to one day be reborn as a Xenos. This way, she will retain parts of her memory but, at the very least, the life she will be living will no longer be bound to the same tragic fate as it is currently. Since she already lives amongst the Xenos, I believe Helen will be happiest if she truly has a place to belong to for the first time..."

More than any other race, Vahn saw the kinship that was shared amongst all Xenos and genuinely believed that there was no better outcome for someone that has lived for centuries in imposed solitude. Even if she remained cold and taciturn, Vahn believed that Helen would eventually open her heart to her fellow Xenos and, in time, gain a chance at the happiness she deserved. She had lived a tragic existence where even her family looked at her as nothing more than an object to either be obtained or admired. Since Xenos weren't attracted to others in a conventional manner, it wouldn't matter if Helen's Innates remained unchanged during her reincarnation. She would be able to live amongst them as freely as any other Xenos and, after severing her fate with her own hands, it was likely she would readily accept the new 'fate' that had been assigned to her...

Though she was more than a little confused by Vahn's words, Jeanne was aware that Ais had indeed been 'reborn' through the Dungeon. She didn't share the same faith as he did that things would go smoothly but, seeing how much confidence he had, Jeanne couldn't help feeling that Vahn's idea was the correct decision. It was certainly better than his suggestion of erasing Helen's memories and having her take care of whatever remained after the process was completed. Just imagining a life where she had to educate someone with the base intelligence and strength of Helen caused Jeanne's brain to buzz with anxiety. Though they could have also reset her blessing, it wouldn't have done anything to the development of her unique abilities...

Without a better suggestion, Jeanne inevitably nodded her head in agreement before asking, "Is there anything you require of me...?" To this, Vahn shook his head before looking towards the direction of Helen's room and muttering, "I will not ask you to stand idly by while Helen continues to suffer. Do everything you can to help her but, if the time comes, please prepare yourself...even if she will be reborn, Helen must genuinely die before then. I have experienced loss before...it isn't easy..." Even though he knew Jeanne had likely experienced loss of her own, Vahn couldn't help but give her advice that, at the same time, was meant for himself. He knew that it wouldn't be easy to watch Helen take her own life, no matter how much he prepared himself for the possibility. As for Jeanne, she adopted a solemn expression before nodding, a far firmer conviction in her eyes than the one Vahn felt in his heart...

(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Empress? Can it be eaten...( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)?','Vahn giving Jeanne a fresh trauma just as she had the previous one erased...','...')

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Vahn was an atypical youth. Due to a rare mutation, his blood had the potential to target and attack ailments within the human body. Touted as a universal cure, people had elevated his status above the norm and given him the classification "Panacea". In the media, he was hailed as a great hero who would usher in a new era or human wellness. However, behind the scenes things weren't so bright. Being a unique individual, Vahn spent his entire youth locked up in a lab with various scientists and research teams using his body and blood to perform endless amounts of experiments. The only solace in his suffering was the various anime and manga made available to him between experiments. He often imagined himself as the protagonist in a world of his own, finally in control of his own destiny. For years he nurtured this desire, until at the age of 14 he died when an organization had tried to kidnap him from the lab...

"Finally, I don't have to suffer anymore..."

This was Vahn's last thought as he faded into the endless black abyss...

"You poor soul."

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Loud thunder , howling wind and quite a lightning that lit up the rainy sky startled  Helen , she woke up sweating and her heart racing like that of a horse . She looked around , stood up slowly as though her limbs had walked miles , she searched around for the old lady but she wasn't to be found anywhere . She searched the other room but no signs of her , she walks out the door in the rain , at some distance stood the oak lady . 
    Helen called for her , but the lady wouldn't turn , she started walking towards her , calling her even more so loudly , heavy rains drowned them but she walked to the lady and touched her shoulder and asked " what are you doing out here , it's raining and it's still dark , get inside " . Helen could feel her hand moving , soon she could feel the old lady sobbing . " what happened , what's wrong? " asked Helen as she turned the lady towards her . The lady turned slowly , weeping . The rain covered for the tears , but Helen  could still tell by her eyes that she had tears . "I am sorry my child , the world is crueler than I could imagine , what all you are going through , I am sorry , I truly am " said the lady . 
"What happened , you are scaring me , please tell what happened .. w..what are you trying to say " .
          "Let's go , we need to get back here soon , and we need to find ways to make Venus speak so hurry" TARUS told his friends as they were about to leave REVINUS to seek information from Venus regarding the unknown , unfathomable and horrifying tale of blackmoon . They left the hall unnoticed, they crossed the streets and finally reached the gate , as they crossed the gate they stopped . They stopped on hearing the horn . The horn that was blown just once in the history of the hall , the sound that was never heard in recent life's , the alarm which meant the greatest disaster, the greatest threat to the REVINUS , that horn was blown .  TARUS and all his comrades stood there in shock and fear , slowly turned back , but angry of their lost quest and more afraid for what was to come . The story could not be found , they knew , thus they walked back .
       "Ahh...." a loud scream echoed through the walls of the hall , the maid scared to her death ran hither and thither  weeping badly , the cries woke the hall , everyone rushed to her , she kept shouting with no words coming out . Everyone who saw her were shocked and stood still . On hearing her cries the lord opened his doors and shouted "quiet the young lady , anybody " , but the cries did not stop . Furious PRIMUS walked out his chambers and rushed to the direction of screams. 
She kept screaming and screaming . PRIMUS rushes to her and shouted " what in the hell's name is wron..." he stopped , he stood there like a rock when she turned towards him . 
     There he saw in her hands , his baby girl , with no life , his blood born baby , with blood out of its mouth . " my lord " the maid wept as she handed him the baby . PRIMUS took the baby in the most loving way he ever did , sat down and screamed at the crowd " get the medicine , get the healers please , please , please , it's my baby , it's my girl , what is happening to us " he kept weeping . He held the baby close to his chest and cried and sang songs which he never sang when she was alive . He could not accept the death , so he sang to her and cried for hours , the crowd did not move a inch , tears rolled down everyone's cheek , TARUS was broken . PRIMUS shivering with pain and guilt would not let go of the baby , he whispered in the baby's ear "I am sorry , I am really sorry , you were my treasure, I disrespected you , I thought Ill of you , ohhh my baby , what happened to you , I love you soo much , please come back to your father , he has got none but you , please , will you , please " and wept , cried all his heart until he held her and passed out on the floor . 
       Whole crowd rushed and tried to pull the lords hands away from the dead child , he was too powerful even when unconscious, none could move his hands even by an inch . They lifted him to his cabin and waited for him to wake . After some time PRIMUS wakes up and opens his arms to see the baby . Now he knows it's time to let go . TARUS comes to him with tears and says " my lord , the princess must be given a god's funeral soon so that she lives on among the stars " . PRIMUS still did not exist in the present situation , but he realised it was time to let go . He stood up and went to TARUS and asked in his ears " where is Helen ?" . "RAYU told he delivered the leaf in the evening my lord " replied TARUS . 
      "Begin the procession " ordered PRIMUS as it would be too late , but he still was so lost in the death of his child that he didn't care to see below once , see his wife once and what was happening to her below . 
    "Your baby is no more , winds brought in the news , they told your daughter had blood out of her mouth , she's no more " told the old lady to Helen . Helen moved back n fell on her knees . She just sat there with no sense and still . Oak lady came near her , and held her shoulder . Helen started crying , the mother's pain , the mother's sorrow, no one could ever know the pain that a mother would . She cried for some time and wanted to see her child for the last time befor she was sent to stars . She rushed inside the hut and got the leaf . She held it tightly and ran towards water . She ran crying . She ran , but as soon as she reached the banks of river she stopped , she could not see any stairs . She walked in , her body sinking in water , she comes back to shore and runs again for the stairs but sinks again , runs , sinks , runs , sinks . Many times later , the oak lady stops her .
    Helen is shocked , she cannot believe what is happening . She doesn't know what to do , she looks at sky and starts screaming "why are you doing this , what have I done to deserve this , please, I beg you , let me see my baby one last time , let me hold her , let me mourn for her , you have to let a mother mourn for her baby , look at me please , what monster made you so heartless , let me till the gates atleast , I promise I won't enter your hall , just give me my baby , just hand her over and I will never trouble you ever , please " Helen kept weeping . 
    The procession came to end , the thousands of Gods stood by the baby and chanted words , but PRIMUS did not , he did not exist , he was lost . In the end , all the gods picked up their bows and arrows and pointed to the sky and .... SHOT , every arrow had different colour , it seemed like a new world was forming , the colours beamed across sky , the world could see , Helen saw it too with blurred eyes , she saw . Soon the baby turns to sparkles and slowly floats through the sky and disappears amidst the colours . She sees it , she could see everything , Helen sees her hands and clenches fist in pain and anger . She lost her baby , but she could not see her even in her death .
        Helen looks at the sky again and speaks " you people believe , just because you sit up there you are above all of us , you treat us like dirt , now I know what humanity is and what you gods are , the world is cruel because their beliefs are , and you are their belief , but beliefs are not supposed to be cruel . You took my girls life , you took the only thing that mattered the most to me , a mother's pain can never be understood , I could not see my baby as she flew across the sky , I couldn't touch her , couldn't hold her , couldn't sing to her or feed her or walk her first steps or hear her voice , you... you took that from me , you took it all frooommm meee .. " Helen screamed with tears and continued " I curse you , I curse the REVINUS , everyone in it , fate wasn't kind to me , nor will it be to you , here I give my life so that you may fall , I give up my soul so that you know may perish , and a mother's curse is the one which will sting forever , I bid goodbye to the world so that no one worships you anymore " ."nooo , what have you done child , why a life curse , whyyyy , " cried the lady looking at Helen . Helen smiles back and says her last words "NO ONE WILL BE GOD UNTIL THEY ARE HUMAN FIRST " and disappears into the sky as a fog does . 
       Air is still , water stops rushing through rocks , sky turns red , REVINUS which is already mourning begins to make sounds , the wind blows hardly , so hard , it's stroke brings down the pillars , the hall's ground shatters , the gods start falling down the sky , soon the REVINUS starts falling apart fiercely, every brick gets a count , all the gods fall apart , TARUS , RAYU and many more are gone , riza standing startled not sure what would happen next also goes . PRIMUS sat still on his throne which stood still until everythin around him fell apart . He sat there until none were left , every wall and pillar beside him fell , he closed his eyes and spoke to himself " here is the end to misery " and then the throne falls and so did he . 
Nothing was left , just dust , waste and air . 
the Oak lady after the demise, and says "THE WARS BEGIN AND  THE ASHES HEAP "
— A life for a curse , a curse for lives —

Times change , no more gods , not even a memory of them , cursed lay the world with humans ruled by other humans and what good might this lead to ? other than just WAR and DEATH , peace is never an option . But , there is hope . Someone will rise beyond the human insights to bring hope for the world which doesn't seek it only to keep the soil on earth rather than blood and bodies burnt to ASH . But , it takes a WAR to stop another .

The young woman slowly walk, getting the chair, placing it in her back before sitting down, crossing her legs while pointing her gun to the remaining three frightened people standing in front of her.

She didn't speak as she seems she have something on her mind. The silence making the three people became nervous even more, trembling incessantly that it made the young woman snapped out of her thoughts. Coming into her senses, she smiled seductively and spoke which stunned the three people.

Helen stared at them from the beginning because she felt something different about the three people which she found them to be different from the Astorians. She'd been in a different countries due to her fame and so she was familiar with the local people and their culture. 

She figured out their origins by observing their facial features in which she compared to other people from different countries in Eucireran Union. 

By the time she figured their origins, she was snapped out of her thoughts, noticing the three people were getting more nervous, she unconsciously smiled seductively which she directed to the woman beside the two men. 

"Welcome to Kaiserliche State of Astoria. May I check your visa for inspection?" She spoke in 'Prozish'. 

Knowing the enemy figured out their origin, they were frightened to death. Seems the conflict between Proeze Republic and Graiguan Empire is unavoidable. 

Disappointment flashed through their eyes except for a young man who was seething in anger and hatred towards the young woman. 

Helen noticed him. She secretly pulled her knife and threw it towards the man's head, not giving him enough time to react for sudden movement. 

The young man died still have an angry expression on his face. Seeing the man died without giving him reaction, the two became even more nervous and they revealed the important information to her as exchanged of their life but in the end, Helen shot another man. Glancing at the woman who was scared witless, she stood up, slowly walking toward the woman with an expressionless face.

She gave an intimidating aura, completely different from her bewitching behavior earlier, making the woman shrink back from fear.

"Please, don't kill me. I have a child!! Please! Please! I beg you! Don't kill me!" the woman knelt down, begging for mercy.

Helen stares down at her without any reaction to her begging which makes the woman more scared and continue to beg for mercy. 

She already scared enough that her speech were incoherent.

Helen moved and the woman knew she was about to die, she muttered under her breath a prayer for her child's life but what comes at her is a warm embrace enveloped her.

She opened her eyes wide, shocked filled in her face. A scent of rose fragrance invaded through her nose, calming her down. After for a moment, the woman cried without any restraint and cling towards the woman's embrace.

She cried for a while before loosening her embrace to the young woman. Helen just gently smile at the woman in her embrace and spoke softly. "Have you calm down?" the woman nodded. Helen stood up, reaching her hand, offering help to the woman to stand up.

But the woman couldn't stand up due to her legs weakened from being frightened so Helen picked the woman up, carrying her in a princess style.

◆◇◆◇◆

Now in the Royal Family motorcade, Helen arrived in the limousine, knocking at the window.

The window lowered and the woman with wicked features came into her sight. Seeing the seriousness in Helen's face, the woman immediately wore an serious expression look. She excused herself to the other people before getting out of the limousine.

"Minister, we have a problem." Helen glanced at the direction of the Prozish woman she captured before speaking. "The Proeze Republic started to intervened. I just captured one of them. They were leading the remnants of Astorian 56th Infantry Division and some local milita. "

"Proeze Republic? They intervened?" Bianka was surprised but she quickly recovered. "Hm. The Imperial Family and Proeze government signed a non-agression pact in order to ensure that the Empire of Graiguan won't attack Proeze Republic as the Empress valued her friendship with the daughter of previous president of the republic. Why they suddenly intervened now?

"Maybe they felt threatened now that we surrounded their country?" Helen said.

"That's possible but the people knew the friendship between the Empress and the previous president's daughter." Bianka paused for a moment. "Then the only possible is the Allies have reached out to Proeze Republic."

"That's more likely since our forces in the east were battling in the outskirts of the capital of Ruskistan Federation." Helen replied, crossing her arms while holding her chin.

"If that is the case then the Imperial forces will be cut off when the Proeze Republic directly make a move." Bianka thought for a moment before she speaks again. "I'm going back to the capital and report it to the Empress personally."

"What? Now? What about the Royal Ixiralian Family?" Helen asked.

"You'll take care of them." Bianka smiled, thinking for a moment. She added. "Along with your prisoner." Bianka walked away before Helen can protest, getting in the secondary armored vehicle. She drove away along with two escorts. Helen stared at the receding vehicle, dumbfounded. 

Realising what happened, she screeched. "Eeeehhhhhhh?????"

In the midst of Third Great War, the sudden appearance of demons added the fuel of fire ravaging mankind and hope for peace was lost when the world was engulfed in flames due to the exchange fire of WMDs throughout the world reducing it to ashes.

Twenty-five years after Demon war that devastated the humanity, a young officer named Helen Eisenberg journeyed through the wasteland meeting fellow survivors and fighting off the dangers of the wasteland.

Witness her journey as she went through countless life and death situations to save the humankind.

Meanwhile, in the Moon's hidden portal, it was tedious, where different creatures lived and most of them were dangerous. Every family must have one voluntary to be their subordinates and experience suffering through their training, which only a few members were lucky to live a long life.

In an unknown time, an old lady the fortune teller wishes to see the child outside in Moon's hidden portal to help him. She can feel the spirit and heaviness in someone's body. She took the risk to escape with her magical cane carrying her heavy leaf bag.

"Keeper, be calm." An old lady's golden fish floating around the water stayed behind her back as she was shivering in frightened. Her goldfish is always this fearful.

The portal was in the top of endless fire mountains with the endless thunders and heavy rain above which creatures cannot easily flee from their place. But The Five-headed Dragons, the guardian of the portal, was a long-time friend of an old lady.

"Helen." It awakened the guardians by the three-taps on the ground from her magical cane.

The Five-headed Dragons nodded as they already knew what she needed. She is the fortune teller, and the Dragons believe in her. The guards slowly opened the abstract transparent spiral portal, as the lightning keeps striking down.

"Be careful. It is not always safe outside." They grunted.

"Thank you." The old lady gently nodded and walked through outside the portal, but before the guardians closed the portal,

"Helen, we believe that an Owl is alive. Bring her back and help this world change."

"I promise." She replied as the guardians slowly closed the portal.

A beautiful silent with billions of stars above as the floating Golden fish waves her tail with a big smile on her face gliding up around to down back to glance the stars twice. It was her first time to see this beautiful view.

"Those are the stars." Helen the old lady said as she swung her hand once above.

Suddenly, Helen heard the heavy footsteps behind her, she knew it already who it was. 

"A long-time friend is exceptional." Someone knew it already was a friend of The Five-headed Dragons.

"Calculus." One of the lost moon creatures for hundreds of years. Lost moon creatures considered weaklings and strictly forbidden to go back inside the moon's hidden portal.

"Looking for a boy?" He evilly smirked as he held the weightless boy.

"Put him down," Helen commanded, but looks like it's hard to deal with the hard-headed here.

"Loneliness can cause death. You're too late!" Calculus dropped him with force as the boy grunts in pain. It weakened his bones for almost years that he wasn't able to move properly. 

"Unfortunately, he's not going to die." Helen transformed her magical cane to a scimitar sword "But, you are going to die." She pointed her sword closely to Calculus's eyes as he sarcastically laughs, and just by turning back to his serious face and calm, slowly opening his third eye. "The shape of the full moon." She said to herself.

"Oh Helen, your Scimitar sword is undefeated." He sarcastically said as his moon third eye roams.

Helen remained calm and relaxed waiting for his first move, though her silent response was already her response.

"I will absorb all your powers after I defeated you." The dark look in his face marked threatening.

"If only." She replied as she slides down her index finger to her sword, "Cancer: Water 4.0" She released her another power behind her scimitar sword. 

"TAHAHA! Water 4.0? Are you kidding me?" Calculus released his Assyrian Sappara sword desperately from his sheath in no time. "Damn, in just single sword, I can now feel the heavy pressure." She grunted whispers to herself.

Keeper, the goldfish was shivering in frightened as she hides inside Helen's leaf bag.

"What now? Backing up?" Calculus took his first move fast close to the old lady smashing their blades as it clangs. "Show me your greatest water 4.0!" side to side smashing their blades changes nothing until Helen jumped and flipped back behind him as she slits Calculus's back forming to an X by being slashed, as the blood drops.

"Water 4.0 may not be my greatest power, but once at the edge of my blade and the body touched forming into an X, the body transformed into water as it absorbs all your powers." Helen said as she return her scimitar sword back to magical cane, "Farewell." and walks out to the little boy whose slowly out of life as Calculus remained standing seeing his hand slowly vanishing pieces by pieces like a paper. But he can still manage to walk even though he's slowly vanishing, though there's still a little chance left, to kill her in just one slice!  So he walked to her and shouted"Helen!" grunts shouted as his left arm raised the sword and about to cut her, but before his blade, Helen raised her hand down to touch the third-eye using her index finger, and the heavy pressure was slowly fading.

"Impo-ssi-ble." Calculus last word, as his body falls uncontrollable descent on the ground and the third-eye in his forehead, remained as Helen kept it in her pocket. Keeper, the goldfish was out to widen her eye as she was shocked after seeing the opponent's body were slowly vanishing papers.

"Who are y-you?" The young man behind her laying on the ground who couldn't talk properly, trying to reach her from his shivering hand. "W-who are you?"

"Poor child." Helen released the light magical healing power she called, "Water 4.1" Slowly he feels better. Helen sat in rest.

"Thanks. It's Helen right?" She nodded, but it takes more time to heal his heavy-pain inside his body as Keeper touched the young man's head with the sadness of her eyes.

"Hey there." The young man smiled as Keeper smiled too.

"Can she talk?" The young man asks Helen as the goldfish shook her head.

"No, she was born mute." Helen smiled 
"If you didn't name yourself, can I call you, Eye?"

"M-my name?" He asked. "I never had a name."

"W-why did you saved me?" 

"Because the Moon world needs you." 

"You don't need to grow-up, you need hard training." Helen replied gently.

"I don't understand."

"I'll tell you after you get healed." Helen looked above the stars, and to the Earth.

"Let's stay here before we fall to the Earth."
She added.

Lilou from Earth found a man who lives in the Moon all alone ignorant of the fact that there was a Moon's secret portal that could guide him to earth. With Lilou's help, he locates the portal. Now knowing of the portal's existence, he believes that someone used it before him and flew to earth to find other beings just like him

Along the lonely man's journey, he unravels a devious plot, a mysterious force is planning to destroy the Earth and the girl who helped him, Lilou. 

Written by: Lune
Editor: Sirius

Ever since she began playing World of Warcraft, Helen had felt a nightmarish power growing inside of her. She was troubled by nightmares every night, and those weird and creepy scenes in her dreams woke her up, making her too afraid to sleep.
However, after Sala recommended Outlast to her, Helen began to change…
Previously, it had been hard to sleep, and now she just didn't dare to close her eyes. Whenever she remembered that the fat demon-like man who chased her around throughout the game was finally turned into meat paste by the supernatural existence that worked above the laws of nature, she would shiver involuntarily.
The scarier thing was that the supernatural existence had crawled into her body!
As for the previous nightmares…
For some reason, Helen felt that the power which caused nightmares seemed to be stirring in her body again, but…
She felt like the supernatural existence inside her could instantly slam the creepy things in her nightmares into meat pies, and she thought, Are those things really scary?
While shaking her head, Helen murmured, "Forget it… I still feel like Outlast is more frightening…"
Now, she felt that she could punch any horrifying monster which had scared her senseless before; she was now very tough.
"I feel like I'm becoming a tomboy?" Helen patted her cheeks and followed the others to continue the rescue mission.
…
Although the Symbol of Life in the game could only be used once, the items re-created by the System were all top-quality. Obviously, the items that Mr. Fang gave these players were truly top-level objects.
The tremendous life energy contained in these Symbols of Life could be used more than once.
After the paladins and priests resurrected many people, the energy in these items still hadn't run out.
The people who could use the Symbols of Life must have the talent to learn Redemption or Resurrection, and there weren't many people who could do that. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people who couldn't be resurrected in the later story of World of Warcraft.
The rescue team walked through the desolate ruins and searched for orcs and humans whom they could resurrect.
During the process, these people received blessings and gratitude from countless people and witnessed the joy of coming back to life after death.
Usually, the corpses of masters were relatively intact while the civilians, farmers, and other ordinary people couldn't be resurrected even with the godly items such as these Symbols of Life.
At such moments, these people would be struck by deep sorrow and could do nothing but give their sincere blessings.
"May the Holy Light be with you." Helen prayed for them, wishing more than ever that such catastrophes wouldn't come again.
Luckily, this horrifying legion didn't have the time to go to each city and village in the Orc Kingdom, so the rescue team only needed to follow the Shadow Legion's footprints and search city by city.
"Rheinster… My friends from the Independent People's Inn Guild asked me to find an orc named Rheinster…" Sala searched around anxiously.
"Do they know what happened here?" Helen asked.
"No… I haven't had the heart to tell them the truth…"
"Many people have asked me to figure out the situation with these orcs," Commander Elven said, "Don't tell them yet."
More than anyone else, Elven knew how it felt to have a good friend die. While they searched around anxiously, he knew how impatient and anxious that the players in the distant 'East Continent' were feeling right now.
"Wait until we resurrect them all." Today, everyone got so busy that they wished they could split themselves into groups of ten so that they could do more work.
Even Mr. Fang closed his new shop when he came out.
Mr. Fang's shop was located in the busy zone of the city, and many people passed it each day. Glass, the knight captain and the senior priest of the Canglan City branch of Judgment Godly Palace suddenly saw a group of people pointing in the direction of Origins Internet Club.
[What's happening?]
[The Origins Internet Club is closed?]
Glass casually posted the news on the magic forum. [Origins Internet Club seems to have shut down. It's closed for the whole day.]
[It's shut down?!]
[It's the end of the 'Blizzard Braggers'. Hahaha!]
Countless Blizzard haters spread the news and rejoiced the downfall of the shop.
In the Radiant Light Godly Nation, Master Lywood, Master Auth, and even Peable laughed when they saw this news.
"An achievement! This time, we've obtained a great achievement!" Peable's voice shook in excitement. "Go check and see if the news is true."
…
Meanwhile, at the border of Lianshan Principality.
The battle between human elites and the soldiers of the Shadow Legion was a conflict of blood and fire. Large groups of soldiers of the Shadow Legion and human soldiers fell, and then more swarmed up.
Even the ultimate saint-level masters, the strongest beings on the continent, could find enemies who matched their strength among the enemies. The horrifying energy releasing from the battleground exploded in the sky again and again, even piercing and shattering the thick clouds and leaving shocking marks in the sky.
None of these masters noticed, or perhaps didn't have time to notice, that an invisible fear silently spread across the battleground.
It seemed that the seeds that were once planted in the depths of people's hearts had rooted and began to sprout.
Like a plague, the fear spread in everyone's mind as if an extremely horrifying thing tried to crawl out from the bottom of their hearts.
Darkness. These people seemed to see endless darkness in which the countless creepy things that had once appeared in their nightmares now took shape before their eyes.
"No…"
While shouts of fear sounded, one of the humans suddenly dropped his weapon and fled.
After the first deserter, there were the second and the third.
In fact, while some were still hesitating and struggling, they were executed by the enemies.
"What's happening?!" Grand Mage Adolf was casting spells when he noticed the weird state of a mage beside hm.
Then, as if he had turned crazy, this mage shot out a heaven-burning fire cloud. Caught off guard, his comrades were caught in the fire and fell from the sky while screaming.
"How can it be?!" In the Nations Summit, the projected images all stood up and watched the scene incredulously.
The invisible fear was still spreading. The situation made a sudden change for the worse.
Gradually, the sky above the city was engulfed by this horrifying fear which spread among the crowds in silence, turning fighters to crazy people one after another.
The city that was full of lively people was instantly turned into a ghost realm!


We’ve had systems that help the MCs make pills, steal skills from legendary masters, and even be forced to show off to earn points, but what about a system that allows one to run a virtual reality internet cafe, featuring all the classic games?

Our MC awakens in a new world (Truck-kun strikes again) and finds himself with a mysterious system that allows him to run a fully self-sufficient virtual reality internet cafe! What? Opening an internet cafe in a cultivator world? You can now surf the internet, watch dramas, and play video games?!

One Emperor Warrior cried after visiting MC’s shop, “Damn, Blizzard completes my life!”
Another Yuan River Realm cultivator gasped after drinking Sprite, “What is this sorcery?” 

What else did the MC bring to the cultivator world? Come join us on this adventure as Fang Qi faces off against cultivation sects and major forces with his collection of modern treasures.

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