Kaneko Isamu is a normal high school student. There’s just one, very small problem. 

Isamu is a girl. 

After joining the History Club and spending time getting to know the members, Kaneko ends up with the club finding out about who Kaneko really is, one mad Father, and one rioting school. Can Kaneko really keep all of this mayhem under control? Or will Kaneko need to seek help from the ones that know Kaneko the best.

The members of the History club were gathered in the room they were given. They were sitting in a circle, with Fujita being in the middle of the circle.
"President, the tabletop club has been making movements across the school. Their alliance with the archery club is as strong as ever." The vice president of the club, Minoru, Reported.
"I see, how is our truce with the geography club?" He asked.
The geography club, the ultimate rivals to the history club. Since the creation of the clubs decades ago, they have been at each others throats. Fujita proposed a truce to the leader for the time being.
"Unstable. The spy we have inside is reporting of murmurings of a coup within the geography club. Some of the senior members did not like the fact that they were forming a truce with us. They are swaying some of the younger members to join their side of the cause." Minoru answered.
"Good, we want the geography club at its weakest. Keep watching the archery club, they are sneaky people." He stood up and put his purple armband on. Purple was the colour of royals. "The history club will win club of the year. I swear on it. We have been long oppressed, the history club is a safe space where the ousted members of society can come and interact with each other. While we get mocked and laughed at, we are the closest community and I am proud of that."
The room erupted into cheers, what he said was true. The history club was the home of impure students. 1% of students who hadn't attended the school their entire lives. They were ruthlessly mocked and taunted. While Fujita wasn't one of them he didn't care about social status when inviting students to his club.
Most impure students are rejected from clubs, but because Fujita allows them in his club, they form small friendship groups in the club with pure students.
The rest of the meeting was just a discussion on the ancient greeks. Every week they'd focus on a different period of history.
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"Please show me your eyes, please!" Fujiwara begged. After what Hayasaka said about Fujita's eyes all the members of the student council were interested in. They had different ways of going about it. Fujiwara went for a basic route and asked him straight up.
"What about a trade?" Fujita proposed. He knew Fujiwara was a piano prodigy and he was interested in getting piano lessons.
"Sure,"
"What about a piano lesson once every month for the rest of the year."
"Ok."
She'd accepted. Fujita was shocked. This had to be one of the worst trade deals in the history of trade deals. For someone so intelligent she accepts things too quick, giving up a day a month just to see someone's eyes. He almost felt sorry her, but not completely sorry.
Fujita noticed that both Kaguya and Shinomiya were looking at him. He was interested in what they'd be doing to get to see his eyes. He was aware of what they were trying to do.
"Fujiwara the lights in here are too bright, my eyes are very sensitive. I'll show it to you outside." He lied.
Fujita and Fujiwara both went outside. She was very excited to see his eyes, she didn't know why she was though. It was probably the element of mystery that set off her curious button. She didn't mind helping one of her friends to learn something new so the deal was fine.
Fujita felt weird in this situation so he wanted to get out of it as quickly as possible. He took off his glasses and stared at the blurry figure of Fujiwara.
While Fujita couldn't see it, Fujiwara was blushing like crazy. His emerald eyes hypnotised her with its glow.  They reminded her of summertime grass that shined brightly in the sun. They were warm, bright and they felt alive. Her eyes were drawn to his eyes and she couldn't make herself stop looking. They were magnetic.
"Fujiwara, Fujiwara Fujiwara." The sound was being drowned out to her ears. Fujita shakily pulled his hair back down and put his glasses on. "You've been staring at me for a while you're making me nervous." His hands were shaking and his lip was quivering.
"Ah I'm so sorry, let's go back in." She was embarrassed that she was staring at her friend for so long. 
They both walked back in, Fujita sat down on the couch. While Fujiwara walked towards where Kaguya and the president were.
"What happened? He looks like he's seen a ghost." Miyuki whispered. 
Fujiwara grabbed her face and shook her waist like an embarrassed school child. "His eyes were beautiful, It was like I was under an illusion. I just couldn't stop looking at them. You should see it for yourself." 
Miyuki and Kaguya were now even more interested than they were before, to elicit such a reaction from Fujiwara must mean that Fujita had glamorous eyes.
They heard the door open, and they all looked towards it. Fujita had packed all his stuff and was leaving.
'Shit, he's leaving. I'll have to act fast If I want to see anything.' Miyuki thought
"Ah Fujita wait up, why don't you eat lunch here today." Fujita always ate lunch in the library. He found a small secluded area where he'd eat his lunch.
"Eh, why ask that all of a sudden?" 
"Well we never eat together and I feel like we should start now. We also need to talk about where we should go for the student council trip." He answered. 
"Ah, ok." All the members of the student council got their lunches and sat down on the couches but weirdly enough they all sat opposite Fujita. "Am I in trouble?"
"No no, I have a gift for you." He took out a glasses case and put it on the table.
"After you broke your glasses, I felt horrible. So I bought you a new one." He confessed.
"Aw, president you shouldn't have." He picked the black case up and began to put it in his bag.
"No!" Miyuki coughed into his hands. "I mean you should wear it to see how you look."
It was cute seeing how hard they were trying.
"Sure, you guys will be honest to me so why not." He opened the case and took out the pair of glasses. They were circular glasses, so he was liking it already. They had a white rim which sort of glowed in the light. They were a perfect circle which made him happy.
He placed his brown hair to the left showing his forehead and his eyes. He placed the glasses on his face and looked at the student council.
They all had their mouths opened.
'Handsome,' Miyuki thought
'Stunning,' Kaguya thought.
Fujiwara wasn't even thinking her mind had shut down, she just had a massive smile on her face.
"Guys? are you ok?" He got no answer. "Hello? Hello?, Please answer me."
The student council had been completely broken.
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Results of today's battle: Student council loses

He's the historian of the student council, and he has several jobs, however his favourite job is being in charge of the school newspaper. Read how he copes with the crazy personalities in the student council.

Jay arrived at school early, still feeling angry about his bad luck in his morning ritual.

"Jay!!" Jay heard Bren shout. He turned around and saw Bren running towards him, looking rather elated.

"What's up Bren, you look happy", asked Jay in a curious tone.

"Well, this coming afternoon after class dismissal, all the clubs will have their activities. One thing they will do is to recruit members. Guess what? I'll join the sports club, hehe", Bren was happily talking.

"Ohhh".

Jay didn't heard of such things, so he was surprised to hear Bren talk about it. Thinking of clubs, he has no plans to join one yet. The main reason is because he doesn't like to, and because he doesn't had one in which he is suited to join to.

"You should join too, Jay".

"I don't wanna".

"How about the sports club?"

"Nope".

"Then what club do you like?"

"None".

Bren stopped talking further. He figured out that Jay doesn't like such events due to his quiet and laid back personality but he still tried convincing him.

They both entered the classroom and heard the other students talking about which clubs will they join.

As they are waiting for the bell to ring, Tyson and his group of other three boys entered their room. Some girls, upon seeing him immediately blushed while being entranced by his appearance. This made Bren almost spit in disgust.

"Ahem, hello everyone here in Aquarius. Those who doesn't know me, my name is Tyson Montgomery. I am here today to try inviting everyone one to join the Science club", Tyson began  speaking. "As some of you know, the Science club is one of the biggest club here and was divided into groups. For me, I already joined it and became a part of the Astronomy group. Haha, nothing feels better than gazing at the stars at night, isn't it?" Tyson continued while maintaining his cool.

"Fuck that guy, does he thinks he is some boss?" Bren whispered to Jay. Jay still stayed silent.

"Well guys, see you soon. I hope to meet you all as Science club members this afternoon".
After speaking, Tyson and his group walked out from the room, intending to go to the Scorpio room.


After they left, some of the boys made noise, clearly irritated from the presence of Tyson a while ago. On the other hand, few of girls are still smiling. It can be concluded that the Science club will grow by a large margin after a day, all because of Tyson's invitations to the first year students.


Jay turned to Mark and asked him what club will he join.

"I'll be joining the History club", Mark simply answered.

"History? Damn, that's boring", Bren is the one who talked.

"If you want Jay, you can join me in the Sports club", Natalie jokingly said.

When Bren heard Natalie, he was surprised.
"Sports club?"

In reality, Natalie is a sports lover, and at the same time, an academic topper. Mark, although not so sporty, he is very great at playing volleyball. His main interest though is learning history and philosophy. Bren, is just Bren, one who likes basketball, and at the same time, proficient in learning and speaking other few foreign languages, which other people don't know.

The class ended and almost all students went to join their clubs of interest, while a few went home. Jay is one of those who left early to go home.

Jay Elra is just a youth who, due to the plays of fate, became someone different from ordinary people.

He had a past that changed him. He had the present time to make things better. Then there was his future, which is unknown.

The only question is, does everything matters to him? Can he change his future that the fate bestowed unto him?

Experiencing things that ordinary people can't, Jay continued the journey of his life together with his friends and family as he try to change his future for the better.



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Credits to the owner of the image for my book cover.

The vice president is taking his time, standing at that same spot for minutes now and it made Sayaka wonder what made him stiff while looking at the workbooks. She approached him and tapped his shoulder. "What's going on?"


"These are seriously unbelievable." he said while shaking his head and chuckling. "You wouldn't believe what she just did." Mitsuo gave one of the workbooks to Sayaka which made her confused. Just what is wrong with him right now? 



Upon opening the book.... 

"Please notice me, senpai!" ~"Fubuki-senpai is LOVE" "Fubuki-senpai is the best! Oh, you too Mitsuo-senpai!" "Long live the Japanese History Club!"



The book was peppered with these words with hearts, sparkles and stars even. There was a noticeable twitch on Sayaka's eyebrows upon seeing these things. There is no way anyone wouldn't notice how childish these remarks are.


"Mitsuo, why are the workbooks messy?" she said with a tinge of seriousness and annoyance in her voice. 


"Since Erika Hatsugawa went here, I had her answer a few workbooks. I left the two of them so I did not know she will do this."


"Unbelievable."

"But if you would actually look at it, you can see that most of her answers are actually correct. She even wrote explanations and commentaries at every question to explain her answer."


"In competitions, it is not necessary to explain your answer when not asked. This is pointless." she tossed the workbook to the floor without second thought which made Mitsuo look away, knowing how displeased Sayaka is right now.



"Did they come here to pass their forms?" Sayaka said while glancing coldly at Mitsuo.

"Yes."

"Throw it."

"You know she has potential, Sayaka. Are you sure?"

"I don't care. Throw it. Don't make me repeat what I said. " Sayaka is in a bad mood right now. Mitsuo started thinking if something else happened before she went in the room. Something probably happened that pissed her off. As she went to her desk to get the keys of the club room, getting ready to go home, someone suddenly entered the room. 


"Mitsuo-kun, I photocopied more copies of the forms so that it could be distributed easily tomorrow". Shinichiro-sensei said, the adviser of the Japanese History Club. However, upon his entrance, he noticed the heavy atmosphere right away. "Is there something wrong?" 


"Nothing, sir." Sayaka immediately said and smiled the moment she turned to look at their adviser. "We were just on our way home."


"I see." The teacher was about to leave when he saw papers on the table and decided to pick it up. When he saw Erika's name, he quickly looked at Sayaka. "Hatsugawa-kun passed a form? Moriyama-kun did too?" Sayaka did not say anything, instead, she turned the other way because those forms are supposed to be disposed.


"They came here minutes ago to file an application, sir." Mitsuo said and while he was thinking an alibi for Sayaka, Shinichiro responded immediately. 


"I don't know about Moriyama-kun but Hatsugawa can be a good asset for the club. She's really intelligent, Fubuki-san. I'm sure you've heard about her winning the National Quiz Bee when she was in middle school, right? Who knows, she might win for our club at this year's tournament?" He said eagerly. His favoritism towards Erika is so apparent, Sayaka was silently ticked off. Mitsuo looked at Sayaka as if waiting for her final call about the situation. 


"I was just about to include those forms in this year's application sir." the lady flashed a beautiful smile towards the professor as she picked up the forms and slipped those in her bag. "I guess this year's Japanese History Club will be phenomenal, don't you think, Mitsuo?" she said and looked at Mitsuo all of a sudden to which the guy simply nodded. "Of course. You graced us with your presence after all, Sayaka. Good things have happened since then."


"My my..." said Sayaka while letting off a soft chuckle.


"Then it is settled! There are two more days for club promotion. Let's do our best til the end. Goodbye to the both of you for now." Shinichiro said smilingly as he went ahead of the two. Sayaka and Mitsuo were left silent in the room. Both of them know it is something they couldn't ever get back.


"Sayaka---"

"Shut up." She really looked irritated that time but she cannot to anything about it. She just placed her hair at the side and picked up her bag. "Let's go." Mitsuo just nodded and went along with her.

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The 3-day period allotted for club promotion has come to an end. After classes will be the mandatory assembly of new club members to their respective clubs. Erika and Kairo went to the Japanese History Club room to validate their application.


"I'm sorry I had to be the one to welcome the two of you to the club. I think I haven't formally introduced myself yet. I'm Mitsuo Jun, the vice president of this club. Welcome, Erika Hatsugawa and Kairo Moriyama. This is the club you'll have to settle in for a whole year. I hope you won't get tired." he said while smiling softly. He's really charming up close, Erika said to herself, since she was only able to see Mitsuo in national television.


"Getting tired of this club is not in my vocabulary nor my to-do list so you need not to worry about that, senpai!" she said ecstatically. Finally, she get to belong in a club where she can be herself.


"Since you did not respond, I suppose the odds of you getting tired eventually is high, huh Moriyama-san?" Mitsuo teased Kairo. 


"It's for me to find out, senpai." Kairo said with a smile. "Although if Hatsugawa is around, I don't think the club will be boring." Although it seemed to have a different effect on Erika since she suddenly got speechless and turned away from him.


"Anyway, the other first years are being interviewed by some of the club's officers so once we're done here, you could actually go. Formal activities will start on Monday."


"Is.... Fubuki-sama around here...interviewing first years too?"

"I think she is with Shinichiro-sensei finalizing the club applicants this year, I'm sorry."

"OH NO! Not at all. I'm not....trying to find her everywhere I go." Erika said while looking shyly at the floor.


"I'm surprised Shinichiro-sensei is very fond of you, Hatsugawa-san. I didn't know someone like him could be that soft towards somebody." Mitsuo said. "He actually endorsed you to us like fresh tuna."


"Why 'fresh tuna'?" Erika pouted.

"I'm going to spare the both of you on too much formality. You can go home now and enjoy the weekend." he said and smiled at the both of them.

"Will do!" Erika said.

"Good to know. Take care on your way home."



Erika and Kairo went home together as usual, talking about their recent acceptance. However upon entering the house, a sudden throw of confetti welcomed the both of them.


"CONGRATULATIONS ON BEING ACCEPTED IN THE JAPANESE HISTORY CLUB!!" Sachiko and Akito greeted happily. Kairo was so shocked on what welcomed them, while on the other hand, Erika was so happy. There were decent food prepared on the table, some grilled meat, some vegetables. I keep on saying 'some' cause it's really not much, but for them it's everything.


"Congratulations Darling!" Sachiko said and kissed Erika's cheek. "I prepared a little something to commemorate your acceptance in the club, both you and Kairo." she said softly.


"Kairo-nii, we have meat this time! Our neighbor Hinako-san brought some meat for us! She said she bought too much meat for her family's hotpot." Akito was dragging Kairo by his wrist towards the dinner table as he was that excited to eat the food.


"Thank you, Akito." Kairo laughed a bit. "I can actually walk on my own though but if you are really that eager dragging me then okay." he said as he walked towards the table.


"I'm sorry, Kairo-kun for being this extravagant. Oh I'll call you Kairo-kun from now on okay? So that we could ease a little bit of tension between us too." her mother said so.

"I don't mind Sachiko-san and I actually don't feel any tension at all." 


"It's just, we want to support Erika in all her dreams. That's why we celebrate for small things such as this one. Are we weird?" Sachiko said modestly with a slight chuckle.


"No. Not at all." Kairo said softly and looks down a bit. "I didn't really know that some people celebrate for things like this." Upon looking at Erika's family, he couldn't help but feel lighthearted with the kind of relationship they have. It's beautiful that a small household such as this one could be warmer than any other household more fortunate than they are. Kairo felt thankful he belonged to this family. Upon saying a little prayer, he clasped his hands together and closed his eyes.


"Thank you for the food."
"Thank you for the food."

Some girls dream of marrying a prince. But a few of this "some girls" take dreaming to a whole new level.


On the red corner, we have Erika Hatsugawa, a self-proclaimed "the future empress of Japan", who has been in love with the Emperor's son since she first saw the Emperor's son....in pictures. However, her dream seems to contradict with what fate gave her. Being in the type of status that she is in at the moment, it is bizarre how she set her eyes on actually marrying the prince. It is almost impossible (even me as a writer finds it it impossible) but there's always the "what-if" phenomenon.


Erika's family was never blessed with fortune. They are living the substandard life, eating substandard food, and having substandard ways, but Erika never thought being in that state forever. Her goals are so high, she is actually flaring the "monarch's life" within her it started to become quite cringing for the people around her. 


Meanwhile on the blue corner, we have Kairo Moriyama, who is probably the most boring person Erika has ever met. There is no special role for him except that he's actually everywhere Erika is. It was rude to think this way though, since this Kairo Moriyama is blessed with looks and overwhelming charisma, which is something Erika quite hated about him, making him the main target for her bullying. However, given the fact that he's indeed everywhere, it is safe to assume that this is destiny's game. Who would've thought that Kairo Moriyama is the main key to make her dreams come true.





Will Erika succeed in attaining the life that she wanted? Will there be a switch for her dreams to come true and change her life from poverty to wealth? Explore her story as you join this ride where dreams can come true..... or not.


This is SWITCH.

The seven girls returned to their dorm on the fifth floor, after Blanche slid her keycard in and opened the door, the girls entered their dorm, when a small screen lit up with a face. The face had bright purple hair in a side bun and smiled brightly. 

Face: Hello! I'm your Dorm Assistant! You're free with give me any name you like! I am here to help and guide you! 
Ember: What name should we give the Assistant? Hang on, are you a boy or girl assistant? 
Face: I am programmed to be female for the female dorms and male for the male dorms. 
Iris: Raina? 
Azalea: Rosie? 
Claire: Luna? 
Evelyn: Why not name her Morgana? The school's named after Morgana LeFay, it seems fitting. 
Marina: Morgana....

Blanche typed in the name Morgana, and soon the dorm assistant name was replaced with Morgana, and the face smiled and its eyes glimmered. 

Morgana: Thank you so much for my name! Please enter in your names, your homes and your royal status so we can get to know each other throughout the four years of learning! 

Blanche typed her name, and let Azalea type hers, then Iris, then Ember, then Marina, then Claire, and finally Evelyn typed hers in. Morgana beamed with joy. 

Morgana: Excellent! I now you all! Princesses Claire and Blanche of Lunaris and Polaria, and citizens Marina, Iris, Ember, Azalea and Evelyn of Hydros, Pogoda, Ignis, Demeteria and Earth. I'm so pleased to make each and every one of your acquaintances! I have your schedules right here, just ask! 
Evelyn: Our school schedules. 
Morgana: Printing now. 

A slot opened and seven pieces of paper fell out, with the different girls' school schedules. Azalea was the closest so she picked up the papers and handed them to her roommates

Azalea: Monday we have spellsteracy, non magical skills, break, Animal care, break again, non magical PE and a choice of extracurriculars
Claire: Tuesday it's magical history, extracurriculars, break one, alchemistry, break two, potionology and power philosophy. 
Ember: This one's just a class short. Non magical skills, spellsteracy, break, magical history, break again, and non/magical PE. 
Iris: Thursdays are occupied with animal care, alchemistry, potionology, power philosophy and whatever extracurriculars we pick and do. 
Evelyn: And our TGIF classes are PE, various extracurriculars, magical history, spellsteracy and potionology. 

MONDAY
Spellsteracy 
Non Magical Skills
Break One
Animal Care
Break Two
Non/Magical PE
Choice of Extracurriculars

TUESDAY
Magical History
Extracurriculars
Break One
Alchemistry
Break Two
Potionology
Power Philosophy 

WEDNESDAY (Classes End Early!)
Non Magical Skills
Spellsteracy 
Break One
Magical History
Break Two
Non/Magical PE

THURSDAY 
Animal Care
Alchemistry
Break One 
Potionology 
Break Two
Power Philosophy 
Extracurriculars 

FRIDAY
Non/Magical PE
Extracurriculars 
Break One 
Magical History
Break Two 
Spellsteracy 
Potionology

Evelyn: What are the extracurricular choices, Morgana? 
Morgana: Well, Evelyn, you can choose from a variety of fun activities L-FAM offers, such as Synchronised Flying, Non Magical Person Interests Club, Magical Botany & Gardening Club, Dragon Tamers, the LeFay Board of Future High Wizards & Witches, The All-Seeing Eye Club and the Familiars Rights Club. There are also teams such as the Flying Broomsticks, the Magical Duels, and the human sports teams too, such as swimming, tennis, track, basketball, cricket, football and soccer! 
Marina: I'd probably kick swimming in the ass so, but I'm from a water kingdom so I might not...
Ember: Were you a good swimmer back home? 
Marina: Yeah. I had to be checked to see if I was a mermaid. 
Iris: Are you? 
Marina: No. The doctors said I wasn't. What about you guys? 
Azalea: I'm going for the Botany and Gardening. Sounds serene. 
Blanche: The Synchronised Flying sounds fun. What about you, Evie? 
Evelyn: Might pass. I'd use the time to study. 
Claire, Ember, Iris: Same. 

Marina, Azalea and Blanche put down their extracurricular activities and soon they figured out their schedules.

After the tragic and unexpected death of her brother, a young woman named Evelyn has her life changed forever when she experiences events that throw her into an entirely new world filled with adventure, romance and of course… magic! 

When she unexpectedly meets a mysterious woman named Claire, and takes her on a surprising journey that reveals parts of Evelyn’s life she never dreamed of, but had been kept from her. 

Evelyn is introduced to a congregation of peculiar looking people with attire that she had never seen before in her protected world.

"Ok, you're good to go," said the lady at the front desk.
"Is that all?" I asked.
"Yep. Make sure you talk to your R.A. (Residential Assistant) and get to know them. I'm fairly certain they come and visit everyone on the floor, especially Freshmen. Here's the key to your room and a room condition report. You can hand it to your RA or back here at the front desk by the end of the week."
"Um, Thanks"
"You're welcome, I hope you enjoy your time here at the Xavian Residence Hall"

I slid the room condition report in a file and placed it in my backpack. The entire building was shaped like an X, an atrium with 4 wings. X for Xavian I suppose.
I approached Jimmy. He slept seated on a couch near the entrance. He was supposed to be guarding the bags. Well, I guess I can't blame him, he must be tired after all that traveling. I yawned. I suppose I'm tired as well. And those plush couches looked really soft.
I poked his nose till he jolted awake and looked around confused. He yawned, stretched, and rubbed his eyes to rekindle himself.

"I have the keys," I said.
"Wha-? oh, yeah. Keys. Too many bags though, we can't carry everything up by ourselves in one go and I'm too tired to make multiple trips," Jimmy said.
"We could ask someone for help" I suggested
"Why don't you go ask those two kids over there? The one with the fliers"

I was suddenly struck by unease. I didn't understand why. I played it cool till now, pretended that I could handle the responsibility. But I was not ready for this. Living alone in a new place? I'm not sure I could have lived independently back home.
"Oh, my bad. you're at that age aren't you?" Jimmy said knowingly. What was he talking about? Did he think I was nervous because they were guys? I personally don't think it would've been any different if they were girls.
"Hey, guys. Could you help us out here?" Jimmy yelled at them. I squirmed in place. I might've squealed. Why did he have to yell so loudly? 
One of the guys approached us. He was tall and chubby. I must look like a mouse next to him. He wore a simple t-shirt, which would've been unusual in Shizu. I similarly wore a simple white shirt. Back home in Shizu, we usually wore thick winter coats or at least multilayered clothing. 
There was a lot more. How they spoke, what they ate, and even nature itself. I've read about life outside of Shizu but living it was a lot different. Would they think I was strange? The man seemed to be frowning. I hear some people are not always welcoming to outsiders. Is this person going to be like that?

"What's up?" he asked
"I'm helping her move in," Jimmy said. "Do you mind helping us?"
The man looked back at his friend.
"We're actually going to be handing out fliers soon, so I'm not sure-" He paused, thinking.
"Hmm. Actually, there is something we could do" he continued.
"What?" I asked.
"I'm assuming you're a new student here."
"Yeah"
"Cool, I'm recruiting for the history club. You promise to come to audit us, then I can consider helping you move as a part of my duties" He suggested smiling widely.
"Um, I don't know. This is kind of sudden-"
"Great!" Jimmy exclaimed. "You were droning on about how you wanted to join a club all the way here. Do you want to shake on it?". He extended a hand. What the hell Jimmy!?
The other guy frowned. "You know what? I changed my mind. Just promise me you'll think about it. I'll help you anyway"
"I can do that" I replied, relieved.
"Dope" He grabbed two bags "I'm Neil by the way."
"I'm Ella," I said.
"Is that short for Elanor?"
"No. Just Ella"
"Cool. I asked because the president of the History Club is named Elanor. We call her Nora though"

We all walked to the eastern wing of the building carrying my luggage. My room was on the third floor. 304, I think. I checked the inscription on my key. 314. I had asked Jimmy why he said I should try and get a room on the lower floors. He had mentioned something about fire drills, whatever that means. We never had to worry much about fire up north.
We pressed the button to call an elevator and waited. Both, Jimmy and Neil set my bags down. I just had a light backpack and a wheeled bag that I could drag around.

"Could you tell me a bit about the club?" I asked Neil.
"Well the club deals with general histories, but almost everyone is interested in Magic related histories. Here's a cool fact. About a decade ago the history club found a hidden crypt within the university grounds using an old journal of the founder, Mage Rafalio Borga"
"Woah".
"We recently found evidence that led us to believe we are onto something similar. But if you want to learn more, you're going to have to come to our club" he smiled.

Dang, he knows exactly what he's doing. Now my curiosity was piqued. Even Jimmy looked intrigued.
It looks like I might probably go to this club after all.

Lumiwanag ang sinag ng araw sa aking mga mata. Nakalimutan ko pala isara ang kurtina kagabi. Tumingin ako sa orasan at alas-sais pa lang naman. May oras pa para makapaghanda sa school.

Pagkatapos ko maligo, nagsuot na ako ng uniform. Inayos ko rin ang mga panglako ko. Oo, naglalako ako ng suman at mais. Hindi naman kami mayaman kaya sapilitan ako naglalako. Saka, wala sino man ang nakakaalam kung may kalbaryong darating 'di ba?

"Good Morning, ma." As usual, wala si papa dahil nasa construction. Si kuya, tulog pa din. Dinaig pa si Sleeping Beauty kung humilata eh.

"Good Morning din, Anak."ani ni mama habang nagsasandok ng ulam. Kumain na ako ng almusal at nagpaalam kay mama. 

Nagsimula na ako maglako papuntang Ateneo. Sa Project 3 ako nakatira kaya walking distance lang. Huminto muna ako sa bus stop at nag-alok sa mga naghihintay ng jeep.

"Suman at mais kayo diyan. Mainit-init pa." 

"Iha, isang balot ng mais at apat na pirasong suman." Inabot ni lola ang bayad at binigay ko sa kanya ang mais at suman.

"Lola, naliligaw po ba kayo?"tanong ko. Dumaan na kasi lahat ng toda at jeep pero ni isa hindi siya sumakay. Bakit wala siyang kasama?

"Papuntang Batangas ako, Iha. Saan ba ang sakayan?" 

"Doon po lola sa kabilang lane. Hindi po dito nadaan ang mga bus." Inakay ko si lola sa may waiting area. Saktong may bus na biyaheng Batangas kaya sinakay ko na si lola. Inalok ko din ng suman at mais ang mga bumabyahe, naubos lahat. Salamat sa Diyos dahil hindi ko na kailangan pang pumunta sa City Hall para magbenta.

Naglakad ako papasok sa main gate ng Ateneo. Huminto muna ako sa locker para ibaba ang lalagyan ko. Nagbawas din ako ng notebooks at libro. Ang sakit talaga ng likod ko. Ganito ang buhay-iskolar. Dapat masipag ka mag-aral! At kapag hindi ka nagsipag, walang aasenso.

Tumingin ako sa announcement chart at may club joining pala kami. Kahit kaming mga scholars ay obligadong sumali. Dagdag points 'yun para sa grades at exams. Palaging music at poetry ang pinipili ko. Sanay na ako for three years. Madali lang kasi sa club na'to. Hindi katulad ng ibang clubs na dugo't pawis ang inaalay. Masyadong career na career, dumadating sa puntong wala na silang time sa acads.

Biglang nag-ring ang bell at hudyat ng Flag Ceremony. Lahat ng estudyante ay nakapila na sa labas. Section IV-A ako. Nasa pila namin lahat ng matatalinong estudyante dito sa Ateneo. Halos lahat kasi dito ay iskolar, first honor, o 'di kaya may mataas na markang nakukuha. Dito sa IV-A madalas pinipili anv ipapang-laban sa iba't ibang school. At siyempre isa ako do'n. Ang pangit lang talaga, puro aral at walang biruan. Sa section namin ang mayroong pinakatahimik na room. No wonder kung bakit favorite kami ng Principal. Haha! Peace and Quiet.

Nang matapos na ang Flag Ceremony, umakyat si 'Sir Guillermo-head ng faculty' sa stage.

"Good Morning Students."

"Good Morning Sir."tunog zombie ang pagkakabati namin lahat. Monday kasi ngayon. Kailangan ulit namin magtiis sa sandamakmakan na project at assignments. Nakakapagod! Sana naman magpa-sponsored si Sir ng Milo. Iwas energy gap.

"Today, we will be having our annual club joining. Each and everyone must participate. We are having an additional clubs so everyone can showcase their potential. On Wednesday, we will be having our quiz bee proper round. Next week, we will acknowledge those students who win the quiz bee and will compete in various school and universities. Plus, I am going to reveal the exact date and schedule of our field trip. Take note, there will be no classes for today. Thank you at Mabuhay po tayo lahat."

Biglang sumigla ang katawan ko. Wala raw kaming klase. Pati mga schoolmates ko, nabuhayan ng dugo dahil sa announcement ni sir. Yehey!

Pumasok na kami sa room at nagsimulang mag-plano kung anong club ang pwede namin salihan. Nakapag-desisyon na ako. Maarte lang talaga ang mga kaklase ko.

"Jing, saan ka sasali?"tanong niya.

Siya si Bea Lim. Mayaman, matalino, medyo singkit, maputi at may lahing Chinese. May-ari ang magulang niya ng isa sa mga pinakamalaking airline company sa China. Isa siyang exhange student dito sa Ateneo. Kaibigan ko siya simula Grade 8. Kung tatanungin n'yo ako kung bakit ko siya kaibigan? Hindi dahil sa pera. Parehas lang kaming loner at anti-social. Nagkataon lang na naging partner kami sa isang groupwork kaya kami naging close. At naglaon naging magkaibigan. 

"Sa music o poetry club. Ikaw?"

"Cheering squad pa din. Nilagay na nila ako sa regular kaya wala na akong takas. Kukuha na lang kami ng new members. Sa amin ka na lang Jing." Sana ol regular na.

Sa three years ko sa music at poetry club, never nila ako ginawang regular. May favoritism kasi. Ayoko naman sa cheering squad dahil puro malandi at maldita ang kasama mo 'don. Si Bea na lang 'yata ang natitirang matino eh.

"Ayoko, saka hindi ako marunong sumayaw."tapos nag-pout siya. Hehe! Ang cute.

"Oo na, hindi naman kita mapipilit. Sabay na lang tayo bumaba tapos samahan kita magpa-register, okay?"

"Okay, mamaya na lang." 

Masyadong busy lahat ng teachers namin ngayon. Pumunta muna kami ni Bea sa library at kumuha ng libro na pwedeng gamitin. Wala rin naman ginagawa ang mga kaklase namin. Nagsusulat sila ng essat sa Ethics. Tapos na ako 'don kaya wala na akong ibang gagawin.

"About daw sa history ng Philippines. Hindi sinabi ang specific era o war. Basta history daw." Ang hirap naman! Wala akong ideya kung panahon 'yan ng dinosaur o panahon ni Batman. Malawak ang history ng Pilipinas at kung aaralin mo 'yun lahat ng isang araw, baka maluka ka.

Humiram ako ng 'general history' na libro sa librarian. Para sa Grades!

"Jing, tara na." Sabay kaming bumaba patungong grounds at ang dami nang pila.

"Pupuntahan ko lang si Alex. Wait mo 'ko." Umalis na si Bea at naiwan ako dito. Sana naman gawing express lane 'to. Ang haba ng pila tapos nasisikatan ka pa ng araw. Tagaktak na ang mga pawis ko. Kaunting tiis lang.

"Hindi pwede 'yan."sabi ko sa councilor namin.

"Sorry Jing. Full capacity na kami. Sa iba ka na lang sumali." Ano? Sa iba na lang. Saan?

"Please naman kahit isingit n'yo na  lang ako." Nagmamakaawa na talaga ako. Ayoko kasi sa ibang clubs. Hindi ako komportable. Baka ma-out of place ako.

"Wala talaga akong magagawa." Tuluyang lumayas 'yung councilor. Sa haba-haba ng pinila ko, wala pala ako mapapala? Bwisit talaga eh.

"Ate, samin ka na lang." Nakakagulat naman si kuya. Akala mong kabuteng sumusulpot!

"Ano po bang club n'yo?" 

"Swimming athletes po. Naghahanap kasi kami ng bagong member na pwedeng isali. Kayo po?"

Marunong naman ako lumangoy pero hindi proffesional. Tabing-dagat kasi ako lumaki kaya sanay ako sa babaran. 

"Pwede ba ang mga amateurs diyan?" 

"Opo, kami ang mag-tratraining. Pero kailangan n'yo munang sumabak sa try-outs." Mukhang maganda naman. Kaso nga lang mangingitim ako. Etchusera ka ghirl, morena ka.

"Sige. Ilista n'yo na ako."

"Yown naman. Salamat po. Ano'ng name nila?"

"Janaica Maningning. Grade 12."

Bumalik na ako sa room kasama si Bea. Matagal daw silang nag-plano tungkol sa cheering nila. Malapit na pala ang UAAP.

Sa tingin n'yo. Tama kayang sa  swimming club ako?

Ang dignidad at pagkatao mo ay hindi kailanman mabibili ng pera.

The leaves flutters with the wind as the mellow sunlight cast unto the field outside. A lovely and perfect day for sleeping. 
But the handsome silver haired young man who was leaning on the table while looking outside turned her head as she sighed with exhaustion.
Chun could small squeals from her classmates as she knew that there were students who were observing her every now and then, even in between classes, she would feel their frequent gazes on her. 
Such a lowkey life she aimed while in Charm Excellence yet she was 'crowned' as the new Hearthrob for the first years line up and her missions weren't enough to tire herself as girls would sometimes showed on the places she would go, she wasn't that stupid to be clueless what they were doing and she wasn't dumb as well to had not known the secret fansclub that built up for 'worshipping' him.
The silver haired young man could only sigh as she stood up from her seat to proceed for her next class.
Charm Excellence was a prestigious school for Elite Charmers. They were honed to be top of the top for the nation, even the frontline elite defenders/soldiers were came from the school itself. If a Charmer studied in Charm Excellence, he or she would be guaranteed a lifetime winner - job opportunities reaching out to them, even they doesn't apply as a soldier or protector for the nation they could still work  wherever they want, they had many options to come by after graduating at this infamous school.
Even the Supreme Ruler had studied half of his year his but somehow in the middle of his sixth-year, he transfered to Diclexia University for some unknown reasons but still he was already a legend there un Charm Excellence.
The system of education in Charm Excellence was different from the original world where the silver haired young man had belong, compared to Harconia Institute which composed of six grading levels, the school of Elite Charmers had twelve grading periods. But these twelve were only applied to those who were eligible for it as mostly, eight grade was sufficient for average Charmers while the full grade which was twelve grade was for those geniuses who could persist for the long duration and difficult training of their abilities.
It could be counted on two hands who had graduated in twelve grade and currently Eliza was still in twelve grade. And what was another unique thing that the silver haired young man learned in here was the titles for the students one each respective grades.
First years for first grade, second years for second grade, third year for third grade, fourth years for fourth grade, juniors for fifth to eight grades, seniors to ninth to eleventh grades and upperclassmen for twelve grade.
But Chun's classmates in each class weren't overall first years as they were mixed due to it depended to what subjects they were needed to take or was written on their schedules as the class schedules were personally made of the school staffs for them because it depended to their results on the evaluation and the silver haired young man had a unimaginable result which led for her to be classmates with some second years, third years and few juniors.
And this spectacle was currently happening.
"Are you Chun? The first year who achieved such feat!"
Chun: …. 'It's happening again.'
Although the junior student - who was the Club President of a certain club - didn't hear any respond from this handsome young man, he still persisted with his advertisement.
"You will not regret if you join the Dueler club! Not only the clubroom is spacious, we have full packed of food if you're foodie, daily allowance for each member, and also our Club President is influential too!" The Club President stated as if boating himself couldn't complete the act of persuading the other.
The silver young man wasn't one of those who would rudely decline without reason as Chun smiled gently at the junior student and responded with a bland tone.
"Sorry, I have to focus in studies."
"Oh okay." The blinded Club President by this shining smile of the silver haired young man, could only nod as he floated away. He was offended atleast as he was more impressed that this first year was truly a diligent student. 
It was rare for tend to be unruly first years to have this kind of good seedling... Though such a pity that he couldn't recruit this said seedling in his club. He could only sigh as he went back to his seat.
Chun didn't glance to the other as she worried for her welfare here in this school, this was the third time that she had decline a club recruitment and to sum up for her first week in here, that already her seventieth refusal. 
She wouldn't have anytime for club activities and all as she needed to focus on her targets while studying hard for every tests in order to be a top ranker.
The silver haired young man rolled her eyes at the leaning man on a tree across her as Xuan in his relax manner was dawdling around with a book while he glanced sometimes at Chun, checking out if his host was doing fine.
If she had not fallen into this state or perhaps not triggered some sort of mission which transported her to this place, maybe she was now in the back garden of the Shuho mansion, drinking her steaming hot rose tea while enjoying the view of her cultivated moonflowers a her handsome butler was beside her, serving her fragrant tea.
Though Chun might worry for Art but she would be somehow comforted when she remembered that she had already saved up a years worth of blood for the butler in her spare of storage space that she had given to Art when she forgot to give him blood a few times. The contract still lies there but Chun wasn't sure if it was still in effect while she was in another body but somehow, Art should be hanging on. 
'Art, wait for me...'
Chun didn't dwell more on those thoughts as she concentrated on her history teacher. Right, although the silver haired young man wasn't that interested in history class back at Xanxia (of course, she had more knowledge in the history of Xanxia than any historian combined) but here in this world, she was more inclined to learn the fascinating history of Terapika.
"Let's continue where we have left of..."
Rustling of pages could be heard inside the classroom as the students listened carefully, though few were sleeping in between but the silver haired young man was so focused that she almost forgot about her worries.
The bell rang, an indication for lunch. The history teacher wasn't even half a step outside the classroom but females and males with different motives immediately turned their heads to the empty chair where Chun was sitting, earlier.
They were a second late!
Chun whistled rhythmically as she proceeded to the hidden location where her group of friends were. As they were all a bit composed of students who suddenly catapulted due to their status, abilities and faces, Chun and her party decided to have their little location to hide in order to eat in peace during lunch and have silence when they were on breaks.
Even without lunch on her, the silver haired young man trusted Leika and Nola to bring their specially made food for the group. 
Laughters and quarrells could be heard as Chun neared the said location. 
Feng Cui and Wei Xi was arguing again, a usual sight to see. And well, their the topic of argument was again...
"Chun should sit beside me as I am his future pair!" The heiress stated as she was about to throw an object out of nowhere to the smiling irritating eighth prince.
"Heh. Future pair? Dream on. My brother wouldn't agree to it! And he will sit beside me!"
And that was mostly their debate, it was all about the sitting arrangement. The silver haired young man could understand the spoiled heiress but Chun couldn't get a gist of this eighth prince as since they started their studies in Charm Excellence, Feng Cui had treated her as his younger brother, as a brother in arms.
Although he hit a nail their that Chun's identity here was truly his younger brother the ninth prince but wait, due to the time complications and what-not within the Snow Palace, she was now a nineteen-year old youth so it wasn't reasonable to call treat her as a younger brother. 
'Or perhaps I forgot to say my age during my introduction in the welcome event?' 
'Right, I remembered that I just only stated my name to look call.. hehe.'
Chun arrived and took the seat beside Amper which quieted the arguing pair as they glared at each other but they didn't forget to great the silver haired young man.
As the current atmosphere was now calm, Chun decided to reveal her forgotten age to them. It wasn't really a big deal but when Chun saw their shocked faces even the almost expressionless and always on her own world Ivory cracked out of character. 
The silver haired young man was speechless.


(A/N: Before you proceed, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. UNDER REVISION. Thank you and Enjoy! (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧)

(FRIENDLY REMINDER;

TWO CHAPTERS THAT AREN'T AN UPDATE:
- AFTER CHAPTER 100 (ARC 3)
- AFTER CHAPTER 188.4 (ARC 4)

IF YOU ARE CURIOUS WHY DID THE AUTHOR NOT DELETE THOSE TWO? THE REASON IS SIMPLE, IT CANNOT BE DELETED IF A CHAPTER IS PART OF THE LOCKED CHAPTERS/PREMIUM CHAPTERS. ADDITIONALLY, IF THE CHAPTER IS ON THE 100 AND ABOVE CHAPTERS, IT WILL STATE THAT IT CANNOT EXCEED 100 WORDS FOR DELETION SO IT CANNOT BE REVISED. I JUST REVISED THE EARLIER CHAPTERS.

THANK YOU FOR YOUR UNDERSTANDING! ENJOY! THIS IS MY FIRST EVER NOVEL. )

Xanxia, a diverse realm divided into ten continents, in which the continents had their own varying cultures, traditions, and advancement. In the farther north hailed the top revolutionary chefs, in the west were closed off species existed, in the south where intellective students were known, in the farther east where blood and war breeds - and finally, at the center where the smallest continent located was a girl in male clothing lived.

Chun Shuho, an androgynous beauty who could attract 'bees and butterflies' around the place was born to hide her true gender due to an oracle. Because of her lost memories from five years ago, she decided to travel on the surrounding continents to retrieve her scattered, fragmented memories. 

Together with her was the mysterious butler that was not only a former prince of the demons but he had many secrets hidden behind. 

And because of a fated event, she encountered Zero, an existence that defied logic was somehow connected to her due to an extinct bloodline.

As she journeyed on, a chase between time and space brought her back to the past and led her to the future which made her discover the secrets of her identity and what was her true purpose.

This is a story of reincarnation, cultivation, systems and other interesting theme that would surely pique your curiosity. 


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"A deity that will end all deities."


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Let yourself fall into the vast and unbridled world of imagination. 'Fortes fortuna adiuvat'
-Toast (Author)

Warning: There are so many RECAPS in some parts of the story but bear with me as some are put as a flashbacks. Though, you can just skip that. Just do what you see fit. Thank you!



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Birmingham is a city and a metropolitan municipality belonging to the United Kingdom. By its population, Birmingham is considered the second city of the country. The city's reputation was forged as the locomotive of the Industrial Revolution in the United Kingdom, being known as "The workshop of the world" or the "City of a thousand trades."

The City of Birmingham has a population of 998,000 inhabitants. It is part of the great conurbation of West Midland, which has a population of 2,000,986 inhabitants and includes several neighboring cities and municipalities.

The natives of Birmingham are known as Brummies, a term that derives from the nickname of the city (Brum).
Birmingham has the second largest economy in the United Kingdom and the 72nd largest in the world. Today its economy is dominated by the service sector. Birmingham is the largest center for employment in public administration, education and health in Britain, and after Leeds and Glasgow is the third largest center in terms of banking, finance and insurance jobs outside London. It is classified as a beta-world city by globalization and the World Cities Research Network.

Birmingham has played an important role in the history of English sport. The Football League was the first oldest league championship in the world and was founded by the birminghense and Aston Villa director William McGregor.

The city has two professional football clubs: Aston Villa, which plays its home games at Villa Park and Birmingham City, which plays for St. Andrew's Stadium. Founded in 1874 and 1895 respectively, the clashes between both teams are called "Second City derby" —translation: Dérbi of the Second City— or less frequently "Dérbi de Birmingham".

Aston Villa's achievements include 7 league championships and a European Cup in 1982.

Aston Villa, is one of the oldest and most successful teams in the history of English football. Villa won the 1981-82 European Cup, making it one of the five clubs in their country to win the competition now known as the UEFA Champions League.

Being one of the most popular teams in England and considered one of the 5 biggest in England, in Birmingham 64 percent of the population is a fan of Aston Villa.

The current training camp is located in Bodymoor Heath, a small town near Kingsbury in northern Warwickshire. The enclosure was purchased by former club president Doug Ellis in the early 1970s from a local farmer.

Alexander was watching the training ground, while the players were exercising without a ball, until his gaze fell on a player.

Looking at this young player, Alexander showed a satisfied smile, this player was an upcoming superstar. He took the opportunity of Southampton to dig players, this player was - Gareth Bale
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Alexander had used his future knowledge to excavate future talents of English football. However, before becoming the head coach of Aston Villa or really controlling Aston Villa, he couldn't bring all the players he wanted. The special transfer supervisor can master the transfer power. The coach of a youth team does not have this power at all, and does not want to reveal too much information for others to know. He does not want to recognize other people.

Bale was a player capable of running 100 meters in 11.4 seconds at such a young age. The superiority he showed when practicing, was one of the aspects he liked most about Bale.

"Gareth has an impressive speed, it would be good to use it on the left side." A voice was heard behind Alexander, Alexander looked back, was a man of about 35 years, hairless, tall and that, in good physical condition, this man was Alexander's assistant coach, his name was Erik ten Hag, the future coach of Ajax.

Alexander had met Erik ten Hag, when he was studying to be a football coach and convinced him to follow him. Alexander graduated as the first in his promotion of coaches and studied the style of Ajax and Barcelona's farmhouse for a while.

"Although Gareth is not as good in one on one, Gareth has a strong determination to succeed and the character and qualities to reach the goals he sets. In addition, it is one of the least individualistic people I have seen. If he keeps practicing I have no doubt that he can become an excellent player in the one-on-one. " He said while showing a smile.

When Gareth played at Southampton, he was used as a left-back player, but when Alexander brought him, he had been training him as an offensive midfielder and midfielder, at the beginning Gareth didn't get used to it, but it had been 2 years since Alexander brought him to the Aston Villa and was considered one of the greatest talents of the Club.

"Gareth, you're working hard."

After speaking a few words with Erik ten Hag, Alexander entered the training camp and spoke to Gareth and the other young man next to him.

After seeing Alexander, Gareth's eyes showed some bright colors, while another young player smiled: "Hi, boss."

José nodded slightly to the other young man: "Gareth, Theo the next game will be headlines, maybe very soon you will be in the first team."
Gareth nodded hard, and Theo Walcott was smiling, he had more confidence in his future.

Theo Walcott, was another of the talents that Alexander brought to the club and considered the greatest club talent.

"This season I hope to perform better than last season. Last season we were in third place, this season I hope we can be the champions." Guys, do you understand? "Alexander said with a smile.

Alexander was referring to the youth soccer league, they could only play maximum players of 18 years, last season Arsenal was first, Manchester United second and Aston Villa third, something that had never happened in the history of the club, normal it was that they were at the bottom of the table, but since Alexander arrived, the team showed a beautiful game and climbed to third place.

The club fans were very happy with Alexander.

Fans had received the news that the club wanted Alexander as assistant coach of the first team, it was normal that many people did not care, but Alexander's case was special was the young genius coach of the club.

There was a lot of hope in the fans, but when they heard about Alexander's rejection, they felt sad.

The reasons why Alexander rejected the offer, was because his tactical style was very similar to Cruyff's.

Then, he had promoted the tactical style of the farmhouse to the tactical thinking of the youth team, which is one of the reasons why he rejected the offer.

The current style of the first team was the typical English style, lack of technique and more physical play.

When José started working hard on the youth team, Mallorca began his journey in the new season.

At the start of the season, everyone thought that David O'Leary could improve the team compared to last season that had been in tenth place.

However, nobody thought that this season for Aston Villa, it was so difficult!

In the first round of the league, they tied against Bolton Wanderers in the second round at home they lost to Manchester United, in the third round they lost to Portsmouth.

After the 23rd round of the league, Aston Villa only won six games in the league, drew six games and lost 11 games! Getting only 24 points in the classification, being at the bottom of the table in the relegation zone.

Aston Villa fans were angry, the club was one of the biggest clubs in England and was about to descend.

"If the next game can't win, David O'Leary will be fired!"

Doug Ellis club president made a decision at the club meeting. In fact, this is equivalent to David O'Leary's death sentence, because the next round, Aston Villa would face the powerful Chelsea.

There is no objection to this decision. In the last six months, the poor performance of David O'Leary has made everyone feel if David O'Leary continues to lead the club to descend.

Doug Ellis looked at the shareholders, if the club went down he could not sell the club at a good price.

A football fan, on a trip to the 2019 champions final, dies.

But for things of destiny, rebirth.

Follow Alexander's story about how he became a football coach and how he made Aston Villa the biggest football club.

TAGS: intelligent protagonist, Wealth, Get women.

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We were all walking down to lunch when we saw a poster on the wall. "want to show everyone your particular skills it doesn't matter if its baking or running join a club and show off your skills" said Oliver reading the poster "That sounds cool we should check it out after we are done with lunch cause I am starving ~ said Oscar he all laughed and headed to the cafeteria. After we were done we headed to the yard where the clubs were taking part and when I say there were millions i mean MILLIONS there were all different types of cubs like adventure club, cooking club, film club, art history club, mathematics club, and way more. "So which club are you guys going to pick"?

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