———————— May 1st, 1938, 7:00 AM (Earth time)————

Georgia woke up, it felt like only yesterday that she fell asleep but she knows back on Earth it's the beginning of May.  She woke up the boys and yelled "history time!"
"What time is it?" Jacob asked.
"I think it's 7 in the morning," replied Georgia.
Once the kids walked out of the sleeping quarters they were greeted by the receptionist who lead them to the history class.

"Good morning students," said the teacher, "I am Mr. Waag, your history teacher.  Unlike Mr. Hamlet, I will be starting off with something simple, and speaking of the devil here he is."  Mr. Waag walked over to the door and opened it and asked Mr. Hamlet why he is interrupting his class.
"Do you have any newspapers about Elginburg?" Asked Mr. Hamlet.
"Oh yes I do, but there's not a lot of them though.  Are you looking for the news report about how students from Elginburg Public School made a petition on the banning of plastic bags in 2019?" Mr. Waag Said.
"No, It's about," Mr. Hamlet glanced at Grenville and whispered something in Mr. Waag's ear.
"So you think that thing is in Elginburg?" Whispered Mr. Waag.  Mr. Hamlet nodded, he went into Mr. Waag's office and started searching through boxes of newspapers. 
"Sorry about that class, now back to the history topic of today."  Mr. Waag wrote "the history of Minecraft" on the board and said "today we will be learning about Minecraft! Minecraft was created in 2009 by Hatsune Miku.  Minecraft was actually called The Cave Game, but Hatsune later changed it to Minecraft."
Georgia raised her hand, "what is Minecraft?" 
"Good question, Minecraft is a video game, and a video game is something that you put into a TV or download on a computer or a mobile device.  It's basically a mix between a movie and a board game,'' explained Mr. Waag, "anyway, In 2010 Hatsune Miku began the beta stage, she even quit her day job to work on Minecraft! In 2011 Minecraft was complete, selling millions of copies worldwide.  On September 15th, 2014 Microsoft bought Minecraft for 2.5 billion dollars! Microsoft put Minecraft into their consoles and later made versions for PlayStation and Wii U.  Later on there were three spinoffs for Minecraft, Minecraft Story Mode, Minecraft Education Edition, and Minecraft Dungeons.  Around the year 2018 Microsoft made Minecraft Bedrock Edition, a version of Minecraft that supports cross platforms," Mr. Waag Educated. 
"And that's it?" Questioned Georgia.
"Nope! On March 4th, 2022 Minecraft the movie was played in theatres. In 2019 Pewdiepie started making Minecraft content again, which revived the game.  There's loads more stuff that you can find in your textbooks," Explained Mr. Waag.  The students began to read their textbooks.  
After about five minutes Mr. Waag announced that the students were allowed to play Minecraft on the iPads, so the students grabbed the iPads and started playing.  After a couple of hours of playing Minecraft, Mr. Waag dismissed the class.
Mr. Waag went into his office and saw Mr. Hamlet reading a newspaper article on the floor.  "Any Luck?"
"Yes! I found evidence that Elginburg is the place where the machine is located," Mr. Hamlet exclaimed, "in this article, it says that the principal was acting childish and making stuff like a Fortnite quiz and putting an Xbox One S in every classroom, so she has to be controlled by a child."
"So how are you going to get there? And also you still need to teach these kids all they need to know about... whatever it is you teach."
"Easy! I will remove spiritual studies class from the curriculum and go to Elginburg through a portal!"
"What year are you going to?"
"Since this article was made in May of 2018, then I will go to June of 2018!"  
Mr. Hamlet got off the floor and rushed towards The Boss's office.  Once he got there he declared that the spiritual studies class should be removed from the curriculum.
"But why? Your class is so important," stated The Boss.
"Do you really think it's important? Name one thing that spiritual studies will grant these children,'' questioned Mr. Hamlet.
"It will give them a deeper awareness of themselves," answered The Boss.
"Maybe fighting and martial arts would be a good replacement, that class would teach the children valuable stuff that will help them if they encounter an enemy," Mr. Hamlet declared.
"Ok, maybe I will replace spiritual studies with martial arts.  But if Mr. and Ms. Tapscott do not want to teach martial arts, then you will continue to teach spiritual studios," approved The Boss.  Mr. Hamlet left his office. 
Mr. Hamlet went over to Shara Erskine's desk and asked her to teleport him to Elginburg.  Shara led him over to the portal and entered the date June 23rd, 2019 even though he wanted June 23rd, 2018.  The portal appeared and Mr. Hamlet walked through.

Mr. Hamlet was in a sorta small room where a girl who looked like she was in 8th grade was sleeping.  She had sorta brown skin and black hair.  She woke up, screamed, and pointed at Mr. Hamlet.  Mr. Hamlet dashed downstairs where there was a convenience store.  Mr. Hamlet unlocked the door and ran outside and up the road.

————————Back in Bacton—————————————-


 The kids were done with their history class.  
"What do we do now?" Asked Ben.
"Maybe we can go to the library," suggested Georgia.
"Only you would be interested in going to the library," rebuked Jacob.
"You sure about that, maybe someone else would be interested in going to the library with me," argued Georgia.
"I will go with you," volunteered Ben.
"What about you, Grenville?" Georgia asked.
"Sure, I think it would be fun," Grenville responded. 
Jacob was pretty upset that Grenville and Ben are going to the library, so he sighed, "I guess I will tag along."

When they entered the library they were greeted with bookshelves almost as tall as the Canadian Tire Centre (a hockey stadium in Ottawa) that were full as a coffee mug overflowing with coffee.  An old lady walked up to the kids and greeted them.
"Hello, are you guys looking for anything in particular?" Asked the old lady.
"I usually read science fiction, do you have any books of that genre," requested Georgia.
"Oh yes we do," the old lady took out a book called XavviY by Eathen Jones and handed it to Georgia, "it's about a space warrior who tries to get into the space version of WWE and win lots of money."
"I will give it a try," Georgia accepted the book from the old lady.
"What are you boys interested in?" The old lady put her attention to Ben, Grenville, and Jacob.  Ben and Grenville said they wanted to read whatever Georgia was reading.
"What about you?" The old lady asked Jacob.
"I don't read," replied Jacob.
"You mean you have never read a book in your life?" Georgia snapped.
"Yup," Jacob said.
"Would you like to try to read a book?" The old lady suggested.
"Sure," Jacob accepted the lady's offer.  She gave him Andrew's Loose Tooth by Robert Munsch.
The kids sat at a table and started to read their books.  Jacob was laughing uncontrollably, so Georgia reminded him that he was in a library and he has to be quiet so people can read.  After an hour or two Georgia, Ben, and Grenville were finished with their books, while Jacob just finished reading every single Robert Munsch book that ever existed.  
Georgia went over to the old lady and asked if there was a book on the history of Bacton, and the lady said yes and gave her a very thick book called The History Of Bacton From The Start Of Time Till 1938 by Victor Wellmen.  Georgia said thanks to the old lady and the kids headed off to their sleeping quarters.

Georgia sat on her bed reading the very thick book that the old lady gave her, while the boys were talking about how the people here have information about the future.
"It's because they have time machines," Georgia interrupted.
"How do you know?" Asked Jacob.
"Because it was mentioned in the very first chapter of The History Of Bacton From The Start Of Time Till 1938, the creator gave the people of Bacton the ability to time travel, the creator also left behind a very powerful sword that can give the user instructable armour that can survive an attack from a canon, but no one has found the sword yet," Georgia educated.
"Now that's cool," exclaimed Ben.
"Indeed it is, rumours say it's hidden in a cave somewhere, but they're just too lazy to go see for themselves," Georgia informed, she then yawned, "I am going to bed."
So then the kids went to bed.

—————-June 1st, 8:00 am (Earth time)—————

Georgia woke up and stretched, she got off her bed and woke the boys up.  They walked outside and asked The Boss which class they would be in, and The Boss told them they would be going to Welding Class, which was down the hall and to the left.  The kids thanked him and walked down the hall and took a left.
The room looked like a very messy garage, there were piles of random stuff on shelves, a very tall roof, and a bunch of woodworking benches.
"Hello, children," a man with grey, messy hair, with goggles over his hair, wearing a brown coat and jeans with lots of stains on them, appeared out of a door, "My name is Robert Simpson, but you can call me Mr. Simpson."
"What are we going to do today?" Asked Georgia Walsh, she was leaning against her woodworking bench.
"We are going to make a portable time machine, P.T.M for short," Mr. Simpson responded. 
"What is Georgia going to make?" Asked Jacob.
"Did you hear him, we are going to make a P.T.M," Georgia answered Jacob's dumb question.
"Oh, I thought you were going to make something different," Jacob continued, but Georgia knew Jacob was about to make sexist comments towards her so she picked up a wrench and was about to use it as a weapon against Jacob, Jacob quickly apologized.
"The materials needed to make a P.T.M can be found on your bench's," Mr. Simpson began the lesson, "You should see a calculator, a broken keyboard, a computer chip, and a UNO Reverse Card."  
The kids found the stuff he just mentioned on their woodworking benches.  Mr. Simpson told them the first step to make a P.T.M, which is to carefully take out the computer chip out of the calculator and put in the UNO Reverse Card and put on the other computer chip on top of the card.  The next step was to replace all the fancy math buttons on the calculator with the letters from the broken keyboard, and then the P.T.M was done.
"Now, in order to find what we need for our next project, which will be in November, you guys need to go back in time to April 23rd, 1900, where you would hopefully find a metal cube," Mr. Simpson instructed.  
The kids set their P.T.Ms to April 23rd, 1900 and hit the "=" button on their P.T.M's, they disappeared from the room.  They reappeared in a less cluttered version of the room they were in. 
"Guys, I think they are still sleeping, maybe we can go to Earth and get that metal cube," whispered Georgia.
"How do you know the metal cube is on Earth?" Asked Jacob.
"Because I have a feeling," answered Georgia.
"What if you're wrong," asked Jacob.
"We will try to find it somewhere else," replied Georgia.
Jacob laughed, "ok then, maybe you and Ben can go to Earth while I and Grenville try to find it here."
Georgia and Ben walked out of the room and down the hallway where they remember the portal being.  They then found the portal, it was set to The Nature Museum in Ottawa, Canada.  Georgia and Ben walked in.
They were standing in front of a building (which was currently being built, but luckily there were no construction workers there) in the middle of a farm field (which had no crops).
"Let's go and find our cube," said Georgia.
They ran inside the building.  Ben said it could be upstairs, so that's where they checked first.  Georgia was looking through a bunch of boxes while Ben was looking at every nook and cranny of the upstairs floor.
"I think I found it!" Georgia pulled out a tiny metal cube out of a box.
Then suddenly a woman fell from the sky, crashing onto the ground, breaking a bunch of soon-to-be stairs.  The lady had long brown hair and she looked like she was 13 years old, she was wearing a T-shirt that had Shrek's face on it and she also had blue jeans on.
"Where do you think she is from?" Ben asked Georgia as he looked down from the second floor.
"Judging by her clothes she is probably from the 21st century, let's go see if she's ok."  
They both went downstairs.  Georgia sat down beside her, she was unconscious.  Georgia slapped her across the face, then the girl jumped up to her feet and screamed at Georgia.
"W-why the h**l would you do that? Who the h**l are you people???" Stuttered the girl.
"I am Georgia Walsh and this is my friend Ben Eadens," Georgia introduced, "what's your name?" 
"I am Piper Fennel, now I would be going soon," she searched her pocket, then panicked, "where is it?"
"Where is what?" Georgia asked.
"The UNO Reverse card, it's sorta like a transportation device thingy, and now I have losted it! I will never get back home!" Piper Fennel started to cry.
"What does it look like?" Asked Ben.
"It has a red background and two arrows that are in a circle," Piper Fennel described, "now let's find it!" 
The kids searched everywhere for it, under tables, inside boxes, even outside the soon-to-be Museum.  Ben found it five minutes later under a bunch of rocks and minerals inside a box labelled "Rock Exhibit."  Ben also took an amethyst and put it inside his pocket.  
"Thank you so much, Ben," Piper Fennel thanked, "and I am sorry if I made a bad impression on myself, I am usually a calm and caring person.  I hope to run into you guys in the future."  Piper Fennel held the UNO Reverse card against a wall and she and the card disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Well she was fun," Georgia said, "now let's get back to Bacton!" Georgia and Ben ran out of the Museum and ran back into the portal, which disappeared as soon as they entered it. 

Ben and Georgia ran back into the Welding Classroom, which was very messy.
"Guess what we found!" Georgia screamed with excitement.
"What, nothing?" Jacob teased.
Georgia showed Jacob the tiny metal cube in her hand, "the metal cube!"
"What?!? How come it wasn't here??" Jacob was confused 
"Well, It wouldn't be fun if we just had to search some shelves and not go on an adventure to get the cube," Georgia explained, "and also, you two should clean up this room."
"Wait, that's not fair!!!" Argued Jacob.
"Well, you two technically made the mess, so you guys should clean it up," Georgia argued back.
"But wasn't this room already messy and unorganized," Jacob said 
"No, it was clean when we went back in time.  You two were probably the reason why it was messy in our present time," Georgia stated, Ben agreed with her.
"Fine, we will clean up," Jacob sighed, and then he and Grenville started cleaning.
"Alright Ben, let's go forward in time!" Georgia and Ben both dialled in "June 1st, 1938, 9:00 AM" and then hit the "=" button.

"That was quick," Mr. Simpson said, "wait, where are the others?"
"They are cleaning the Wielding Classroom," Georgia responded.
"Wait," Mr. Simpson looked around the room, "it's already clean, they should be back here."
Then both Jacob and Grenville appeared in the middle of the room.
Mr. Simpson sighed with relief, "thank goodness you two are alright.  Class dismissed."
The kids said bye to Mr. Simpson and headed out the door.

The kids were sitting on a picnic bench outside the headquarters (which is where their sleeping quarters are, the portal place is, and where the kids go to school and where most people work).
"What do you guys want to do?" Asked Georgia.
"We can watch a movie," suggested Ben.
"Or we can steal some stuff," Jacob added in.
Georgia, Ben, and Grenville looked at him and said "no."
"But where will we watch the movie?" Asked Grenville.
"Maybe Mr. Waag has a television or something," Georgia said.
"He probably does! Let's go ask him!" Ben agreed with Georgia's idea.  The kids started to walk to Mr. Waag's classroom.
They walked into Mr. Waag's classroom and asked if he had a TV, which he said yes and allowed them to watch a few films in his office, which had a very big sofa and a flat-screen TV with FlimFlix, a streaming platform with almost every movie and TV show on it.
"What do you guys want to watch?" Georgia asked.
"I don't care," said Grenville.
Georgia started scrolling down the selection of films and shows till something caught Jacob's eye.
"What's that?" Asked Jacob.
"What's what?" Georgia stopped scrolling.
"That movie right there!" Jacob pointed to The Emoji Movie.  Georgia, Ben, and Grenville were confused because they didn't know why the main characters were just heads with arms, hands, legs, and feet (except for one character, which was basically a hand with legs)
"I don't know, let's check the reviews," Georgia said.  She saw that it only had 3 stars so she clicked off the movie and searched for something else to watch.  "How about this??" Georgia clicked on a TV show called Stranger Things.
"Sure, it might be good," said Ben.
They then watched all four seasons of Stranger Things.  Once the final episode was over Georgia suggested that they should go to bed, and so they did.

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Mr. Andy was busy preparing the things needed for the try out. He was surprised that those kids visited and they even brought a food and drink for him. He asked them what's going on.
Chesster said "Teacher, we took a break after playing too many chess games and decided to visit you."
"Teacher I would like you to see this match." Ace said. He sends the file of the recorded game of Randy that Chesster substituted in and won it.
Mr. Andy called the kids right away and started moving the pieces indicated on the recorded game. He's just moving each piece without any emotions because it was a one-sided game until he moved the brilliant move Chesster made.
He took back the move and paused for a minute. He was amazed not because of the move but on how Chesster saw that with his young age. In their history, no such a young age can come up a game like that because only master can plan like that. He thought to himself, "He's a genius, it looks like history repeat itself again." While smiling.
Mr. Andy explained to the kids the move Chesster made. The kids were amazed and praised Chesster again except Ace who saw everything that time. Mr. Andy asked Chesster how long he have been playing.
"I just played for almost nine months I guess teacher, Why?" Chesster replied.
Mr. Andy and everyone was in shock even Ace. "Nothing, I just asked" Mr. Andy replied.
Mr. Andy warned the kids to stop talking about chess when they are outside and they must keep it privately for a while. Everyone haven't asked anymore questions and agreed to Mr. Andy. The kids asked if they can lend a hand to Mr. Andy because they are already there in the first place.
Mr. Andy smiled and let them set all the chessboards in the table then they can go home after that. The kids hurriedly move and organized everything while Ace talks to Mr. Andy.
"Teacher, there is one more thing I want to show to you." Ace said.
He showed the game he got lose to Mr. Andy and asked what mistake he made right there. Mr. Andy was in shocked again because he knows how good Ace is, after seeing the game Mr. Andy told Ace that his opponent was a strong one.
After organizing everything, the kids bid their farewell to Mr. Andy to go back to their hideout. Chesster remained because he will sleep with Mr. Andy now and tomorrow will be their try-out.
Mr. Andy thanked and reminded the kids to bring their letter signed by their parents before they go out. Chesster also shouted at them to not be late tomorrow.
After that, Mr. Andy closed the building and talked with Chesster. He talked about his father when they we're young. He even tells how strong his father and how big the impact he made to everyone in the chess community.
Chesster also tell that Mr. Andy and his Uncle Edgar said the same. He even said how strong his uncle is. Mr. Andy just smiled and asked Chesster to follow him eat outside.
Mr. Andy treated Chesster and they talked many things and have a bonding like a father and son. Chesster was so happy because even without his father, there is Mr. Andy acting like his father but he still misses his father.
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Chess World, where chess is the most important thing in this world. Everyone in this world knows how to play chess. Some use chess as an hobby, some uses it as a living and some uses it to show what they are capable of.

A story about family, friendship, love, sports, adventures. This is the adventure of Chesster, A little boy dreaming to be the CHESS World Grandmaster. Follow his journey unfolding the mysteries and learn how to play chess at the same time.

CHECKMATE!

The uniform fit. Somehow, that was the most terrifying part of it. What kind of army made military uniforms to fit 11-year-old kids? Well, the Fire Nation apparently. I've been in this damn school for a little over a month now and it seems it's not just the slums that's made up of mostly kids. The military academy too by the looks of it. At least the academy they had inside the inner walls. I never realized how different an entire city could be when you crossed a few feet of steel plate wall. There wasn't trash lining the street. There weren't dead children rotting in the alleyways, attracting all means of vermin from rats to humans.
I didn't have to worry about my next meal or where I could get some water to get the lump of dryness out of my throat. It was all just some long gone foreign concern that didn't affect me anymore. I was beyond that. So why the hell did I feel like shit? I've been here for over a month and every time I woke up in that shared bunkroom, I nearly had a heart attack when it wasn't the sandcrete walls of the Hive around me, when there weren't 20 or so flies hovering around my shit bucket I had to swat out of the way to take a morning piss. No. I slept in a feather bunk, inside an insulated military complex, within a district surrounded by double layered steel walls, surrounded by that sandcrete hell. Did I feel safe? Hell no, I didn't.
I thought that it was adrenaline in the first few days. That I was having some problem getting over the last battle, much more the last 11 years of my life. Then, I thought it would just take some getting accustomed to. It wasn't. It's because not all of my old life was left behind, bleeding to death on that dirt floor. 2 weeks ago, I saw Danev again, alive. I never saw his corpse, I realized later. I had taken Janick's words to be the truth when he told me he killed him. "Just shit he said to fuck with you." Danev told me after I told him about how I had thought he was dead.
Danev was dragged into the military district just like I was, half dead. He was in the medical bay for longer though, over 3 weeks by the looks of it. He showed me his scars, the one on his shoulder, one on his brow, and another on his ankle. I showed him the one from the arrow that went through my leg and the other from the spear. That's what set us apart from every other kid in this school of warfare. We had actually seen war. Not a war between two armies on a battlefield, but one far worse. One far more brutal. A war between savages with no ulterior motive save the total annihilation of the enemy. That's the kind of war we had seen.
We recognized the looks we got from the other children. They saw us and saw savages, slum rats. Who could blame them? They were right. We got those looks as we dressed in our barracks. Got them as they passed the table where Danev and I sat during meals. Got them still as I passed them in the hallways. I realized then it wasn't just hatred. It was fear. They kept their distance. I saw the curve they took as I walked passed them in the hallways, hugging the wall to avoid me. I saw their bunks slowly moving away from mine over the days as though I'd slit their throats in their sleep. Maybe I would. It was just a joke thought I'd have every now and then. Thought maybe I'd try and scare them. See how they reacted. They were just kids like me, they'd buy it. The teenagers on the other hand. That wasn't fear that their faces showed. It was hatred. They had different bunks, a different floor on the Citadel, but in passing, I'd hear the names they'd whisper, or hell, the name's they'd yell. They hated us and weren't shy to make it known.
Classes hadn't started yet. I spent 2 weeks in recovery. 2 in private classes where they saw how much I knew and how much I didn't. To their surprise, I knew how to read and write. Only thing I needed catching up on was Fire Nation culture and history as well as math. I had finished the basic classes just a few days ago and from what Danev told me, he was taking the same courses, having much less of a fun time than me.
I think I was the only one in the military district who found the class exciting. The other students in my class, those taking intensive history due to failing the actual course, slept through the class and the teacher didn't even care. She spouted the names, dates, and events as though she had said it a million times over. She probably had. The textbook they assigned us was the first book I had ever held. It was heavier than I imagined. I read through it in a week. It wasn't long. The Fire Nation had only been what it was for a little over a thousand years. Before that, it was an assortment of independent city states. Before that, small towns. Before that, tribes. Then before that was the Lion Turtles. That's the part they didn't print in the textbooks. I found that in the libraries. There was no one specific text that noted this as the Fire Nation's origins, but I put the events together. The first human settlements, the first harmonic convergence, all of it. It fit together too well.
It was something about history that interested me. The culture, and what they reflected of man. Politics and how they represented society and psychology. Government, and the nations they reflected. And War. Most of all war. War displayed all of these things. Culture, politics, government. Basically, what man was. There were the first unification wars of the Fire Nation when they city states all fought amongst each other for control, but a Fire Bender of extraordinary abilities unified the states and created the Fire Nation, crowning himself Fire Lord. The Civil War between the Royal Family and the Fire Island League that attempted to secede from the Fire Nation. I knew it was biased. All in favor of the Royal family, I assumed. But events did happen. I knew a civil war did happen and that the Nation was unified through war. What I couldn't trust was what caused these wars and what ended them. Nonetheless, it was history.
For me classes started in 3 days. We were in the middle of some holiday that celebrated the founding of the first Fire Bender settlement on the land rather than a lion turtle's back. I didn't know what to expect in all honesty. I knew it would be hostile. I wasn't stupid. The extent to which I couldn't say. I was preparing for the worst.
3 days past and classes began. I got my schedule. It was basics. Math, history, literature. It was about as hostile as I had expected. I was seated in the back of my classes. I was never called on to speak and if I was, it was only for the questions they knew I didn't know. I knew what this was, but I wasn't fighting it. It was this or being back out in the slums, beating some kid to death for a scrap of meat. I wasn't complaining. But they were.
I was an afterthought in those classes. I wasn't grouped, I wasn't chosen, I wasn't accounted for. This wasn't shit that got me crying in a corner, wondering why I had no friends. It got me pissed. I knew why I was here and they made no effort of proving me wrong. I was a soldier here and these were technicalities. These classes weren't for me. They were for paperwork. The second I passed these classes, they would stick me in the other classes. The real classes. This was a military school. Everybody knew that. When I finished my classes and headed back to barracks, the rest of the kids bore their Fire Nation uniforms proudly and reported for duty. I was sent back to my barracks where I studied the math I knew, the history I had already memorized, and the books I had already read.
Danev joined the teenagers in their class. We had different barracks, different classes, different floors. For all intents and purposes, he was dead. I hadn't decided if I was glad to see him yet or not. When I saw him that first time, passing in a hallway, it was a happy reunion to be sure. There was hugging, maybe a few tears, questions as to what happened that day, all of it. I had said before that the reason I felt so out of place was because not all of my past was left in the slums. Some of it still walked around in the same building as me. I finally came to a decision that it wasn't a bad thing. It was the one thing that made me different from all these other kids who were born and raised in the lap of luxury. I knew everything they were preparing me for. I knew survival. I knew what war was. The only thing they had to teach me was how to fight their war. I acknowledged where I came from. It wouldn't slow me down and I wouldn't let it be used against me. I wasn't trained from birth to be a soldier, I was raised in a battleground to be a soldier, a survivor. This wasn't any difference and Danev and I had the one thing no other kids in this city had, experience.
I was ready for this.

After barely surviving the chaos of the Citadel Streets, Luke is drafted into the Fire Nation military, enrolled in their academy, and must find a way to survive the war to come.

A few days pass
Nothing much happened... well ... except for the fact that Vlad and Jonathan are beginning to be known as the unpopular kids in class.

Vlad is fine with it as he's already been through this once before, this time however he's much wiser than the his foolish past self who'll just stand there and take it. This time! he won't take bullying faced down, this time he'll rat them out to the teachers! 

Vlad is a little frustrated at his past self for not doing this! Like if everyone already looks at him like an outcast would he still care about their opinion of him being some coward running to the teacher for help?! 

Although the thought of duking it with any any potential bullies did cross his mind but... it's highly unlikely he'll win if he has multiple enemies which is highly likely to be so, instead of that crappy plan he'll let them beat him before proceeding to tell his parents and his teachers what happened to him.

In all likelihood as Vlad's an only child, naturally his parents took great care of him and would most definitely complain to the school which will eventually reach the ears of any potential bullies's parents.

In this era it's to very much acceptable to beat your children as a way of disciplining them, so in all likelihood once it reaches his potential bullies's parents they'll "discipline" their unruly kids who likes to cause trouble.

And that... will be much more severe then anything his child like hands can ever do.

'Haha you bastards I won't be bullied in this life!' Vlad thought confident in his plans.

Unfortunately for him his plan needs to be put on hold as besides little bit of could shoulders from the other kids there nothing much happening.

Moving on most of the classes are pretty much basic grade 1 stuff like Reading, Writing, Grammar, Math, History and PE.

Besides Writing, History and PE Vlad is very confident to ace the rest.

Suffice to say as someone from the 21st century his penmanship is... let's just be honest and say it's chicken scratch.

history? there's naturally he can about it as he's from Earth, what good is Earth history in this alternate world!

As for PE? He's a loner who hate going outside, of course Physical Exercise isn't his thing!

Suffice PE is a lost cause, Writing he'll be fine as long as they over look his ugly letters and history Vlad is actually a little bit interested in this world's history, overall he should graduate just fine even without putting much effort.

Saying in the future if he wants to freely use stuff from Earth then he better start working on his cover early on like... being a child genius. 

Better yet! A child genius who was a drawn to gunsmiths smithing by his friend Jonathan who is the son of a gunsmith!

So that in that in the future when people asks "what's that?" Pointing to a strange looking rifle.

Vlad can reply "Oh this? It's just a new experimental rifle I've been working on recently"

But of course this would still be a few years away as first he must build a reputation of being a child prodigy.

A few weeks passes 

"Did you know that that...." A girl whispers something to another girl

"Really? No way...." the second girl exclaimed 

Overhearing it slightly irritated Vlad as the bullying seems to be getting worst, they're now starting to spread false rumours behind his and Jonathan's back.

His buddy Jonathan seems to have overheard the girls's whispering and seems saddened.

"Come on let's just ignore them" Vlad said, as a mentally grown man it would take more than just a few whispers to get under his skin, after all it's just a few ridiculous nonsensical rumours made by children with premature brain who could barely have a logical thought.

Anyway today's history lesson talks about the Religion of the ancient Remus Empire.

Sure enough the ancient Remus like their Roman counterparts in another world believes in a pantheon of gods, they would have a tendency to incorporating various pieces of other cultures into their which is quite similar to the Romans of Earth.

The Ancient Remus also encountered a few monotheistic religions but unlike the Romans who only found incompatibility with it, the Remus instead integrated it into their own.

How you may ask as surely polytheism and monotheism would be incompatible with each other right? One believes in many gods while the other believes in only one.

You would be right to a certain extent but you see when the ancient Remus and to a certain extent the ancient Romans they didn't incorporate other religions in their entirety, rather they just take certain aspects of it.

In this case the Ancient Remus just took the one almighty all knowing creator god that created everything and inserted their entire pantheon under him, The ancient Remus dubbed him as the almighty uncaring god that forever slumbers. 

According to scriptures the almighty creator created the universe in the blink of an eye, after that due to his all knowing nature he knows everything that can possibly happen, the almighty creator eventually got bored and fell into slumber uncaring of all the pleas, cries and prayers of his followers.

Interestingly this world also has the concept of the devil although it's role is relegated to an ancient primordial entity that takes great pleasure in dark humour, tempting people and twisting people causing them to take actions that they would regret.

Anyway although the Ancient Remus religion survives to this day as the state religion, but it's mostly relegated to ceremonial purposes or cultural customs.

Rarely anyone these days would pray to the gods or offer sacrifices with the exception of a few special days such as the coronation of a new monarch or special festivals that has been celebrated since ancient times.

Besides that people don't pray to the gods 3 times a day or waste 1 hour every weekend.
 
Anyway to today Vlad got a general introduction to the Remus pantheon, miss Baker said that for the coming months as part of the curriculum she'll be telling ancient legends and stories about the ancient Remus religion.






























Someone from Earth is reincarnated to an alternate reality that has giant insects and dinosaurs walking around and the inhabitants only has 1910~30s technology.

MC has a “system” that lets him exchange stuff from Earth, due to MC being a 4x strategy fan he accidentally discovered there’s a hidden console command panel.

Suffice to say after that discovery he now can get everything for free! (F-22s, ICBMs, Seawolf class subs, Abraham Tanks, Everything from Earth is FREE!)

Besides that the only other cheat MC has is that he has eternal youth (for realistic story reasons)

Like you can’t expect large world changes things to happen in a short amount of time.

Japan took 100 years to modernise (from the American blackship’s arrival Japan to the start of WW1) 
China failed to industrialised which is was part of the reason why it lost to Japan in WW2, and it isn’t until recently that China is considered a developed nation.

It was back in 6th grade, I was one of the quietest and shy student in my class. I didn't have much friends but there were 4 people with whom I used to spend most of my free times with. 
They were my front and back benchmates. We used to have lots of fun when our history teacher was not there in class or to say specifically, there was our history teacher who used to be late everytime for her class. 😂
One day as we were talking among ourselves, the other kids from the other rows started throwing papers on each other, and one paper fell towards us. One of my friend took it and threw it towards them. 
With this everything started. Everyone in class started throwing papers at each other. I know it seems like this class had mad people. I still remember how those times were. 
While they were playing one paper fell on me and I don't know why, I also stated throwing it on people. It went on like this and just I was about to throw another paper ball on someone else, then... 
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our history teacher entered and saw the papers on the floor and also the paper ball in my hand. 😥😥
She got furious when she saw the paper in my hand and shouted at me saying, " I thought you would never do like this girl. You were the quiet and good child in my class. But now... Could you explain me about this mess. " I just stood quiet and saw at the other kids. None of them came for my help knowing that it was them who started it. I just kept my head down when I heard someone saying, "Miss it's not her mistake. The kids from the other rows started playing with it and when they threw at her, She was picking it up to throw in the dustbin. It's not her fault Miss." I looked up and saw who it was. 
It was one of my classmate. His name was Paul. He was one of the popular kid from our school.  Every girl used to have crush on him, but not me. I was always busy in my studies that I never had a thought about love and crushes. Everyone in the class was having a look of shock on their face. I still remember I wanted to laugh at that point but I was also sad that teacher shouted at me for first time. 
Miss also used to pamper that kid and believed in him. She cleared her throat and said in her usual loud voice, Alright now the last row kids who threw the papers collect it and throw it in the dustbin or else marks will be deducted from your tests.
Those people agreed and started cleaning. After 5 mins everytjing was done, and miss started teaching, but for the very first time, I couldn't concentrate on what was going on in class. I just looked at the direction where Paul was sitting, and thinking why he helped me. 

After the class was the break, everyone started going out to canteen to have lunch. I got up and started walking towards Paul. He was sitting and chatting with his friends. He saw me standing near them and smiled and asked me what was the matter. " I wanted to s-sa-say th-th-thank you f-for your help. " He had an awkward smile on his face and said no need to say thanks as we were classmates.  I nodded and went back to my place.
As I was going to my place,  I noticed that my best friend Seliah, having the creepiest smile on her face. I knew she had something nonsense in her head again. I went and sat towards and asked her what's in her mind now. She caught my hand and said that she knows that I had crush on Paul. I took off my hands from her saying No loud enough for other people in the class to here. 
I felt embarrassed and sat down and aksed Seliah in low voice, " What are you talking about? I don't have crush on Paul. He is one of the handsome and popular guy and me...  I'm an weirdo for everyone in this class. I can never think about us being together." 
Seliah chuckled and said,  " Who knows dear, maybe he likes you and is not able to show his feelings towards you directly so helped you today in this situation. " I shook my head signifying no and ran out of the class.
'Does he really like me? What if he does and what if he asks me to be his girlfriend what will I do? Should I accept him. I should i think because he's very nice guy. He would protect me and keep me happy. We would be happy together. ' , just as I was thinking about all this, I realised I was thinking about Paul. "Its all because of Seliah"  , I muttered in low voice.

These are some short stories which I will be writing on my thoughts about the particular topics. Like what I feel about them when I am the character who is facing it and write a story on it. Some stories can be real in between and some fictional and from my imagination.

It was time for dinner.

Param quickly washed up and went to the common dining room. The dining room was just a large room with three large cheap and disoriented tables. The chairs had fixed owners, and the children of the orphanage followed an informal hierarchy.

The smallest table was for the little kids, who would make noise more and eat less. These little brats could never finish their dinner without getting a scolding from Mrs. Purple.

The second table was for the kids who'd just entered their teenage years. These kids were a little more sensible and would occasionally help around in the orphanage.

The last and the largest table were for Mrs. Purple and the biggest kids who would soon leave the orphanage. They were also the largest supporters of the orphanage apart from the government after becoming independent.

Dinner was a warm and messy affair. The little snotty kids would never stop making mischief and teasing each other, the kids older than them would boss them around, and lastly the oldest kids would then control these little bosses. Of course, there was the ultimate boss of all- Mrs. Purple, who no one dared to offend.

But the golden time of these kids had just started. After dinner ended, all kids, whether little or big, all obediently gathered in the common hall.

This wasn't because the kids thought of each other as a family and wanted to strengthen their familial bond, but because the only radio in the orphanage was place here.

As the atmosphere contained electromagnetic noise, the radio stations had no choice but to send their signals through wires, by installing repeaters or using a much higher frequency to transmit their data. Also, as the electronic devices were based on large transistors, the radios were big and bulky. Of course, the more one paid the smaller the devices would become. However, why would the government spend a lot of money for a small orphanage in a Community?

The manager of the Stone Bull Orphanage, Mrs. Purple, treated the radio like her own child. She cleaned it at least six times a day, and didn't let the kids even touch it.

For Param who'd lived in the twenty-first century surrounded with technology, this was quite an amusing sight and couldn't help but feel disdain against the people of this world.

Mrs. Purple switched the radio on, and the radio started speaking.

"… the Civil Uprising rebels in the North Continent have launched yet another attack. Three of the Peacekeepers were fatally wounded and about twelve were injured…"

"… Trade with the United Ancient Empire, which is in the Western Continent and is the home of the Homo Sapiens, has decreased in the previous fiscal year. The Empire still insists for the Peacekeeping Alliance's co-operation to clear out the radiation holes in exchange for dismantling five nuclear warheads…"

"… The head of the Iron Body Martial School, Master Danny Jasper, will be starring in a new movie named "Beyond the Mountains". Appearing with him as his female lead will be the famous beauty and actress, Vedavati Kakku!..."

"… Only seven months remain for the Four Directions Martial Tournament! For those who don't know, let me inform you guys once again. The Four Directions Martial Tournament is a ranking tournament between the four countries to determine who the best Martial Artist is in the Mortal Stage! A fight between the heavy-weight Combat Kings… Who would miss that?!..."

"… the Tier I Purple Wind Community will be promoted this year into a Tier III City. Congratulations to all the residents! According to the rumors, many people are regretting over selling their properties so hastily, and prices of all estates have hiked up. So if you've already bought one recently, you are in luck!"

The radio was switched off, inviting boos of the kids. However with a single glare of Mrs. Purple, the mischievous brats immediately shut up and went to bed.

For the next few days, Param spent his time reading books available in the orphanage's library.

His eyes roamed as he quickly read the contents of a history book.

"… and at the end of the Warring Era, the Allied and the Central powers both attacked each other with their nuclear weapons. Within two weeks more than three billion people died. The radiations emitted from the explosions permeated the atmosphere and covered the sky in radiation dust, killing almost seventy percent of the survivors. The various leaders of the world monitored the world safely in their nuclear shelters, and hoped to quickly re-establish their civilization before the others…."

"… and the newborns were confirmed to be evolutions of Homo Sapiens, and were now called as Homo Luminous, owing to their shining neurons. The acknowledgement of these mutants officially started the Global Civil War …"

"… and with the help of True Master Bharat Maurya, the first Head of the Peacekeeping Alliance, the Global Civil War which had haunted the world finally ended."

Sixteen years were enough for him to familiarize with the world. To explain in short, its history could only be described in one word: Crazy!

 In this world, the ancient and medieval ages were somewhat similar to the previous Earth. However, a major change occurred at the end of the Second World War, as it ended with a global nuclear fight, with nuclear warheads bombarding the lands left and right. The nuclear war lasted only two weeks, yet its devastation was so magnificent that it was recorded as a separate era, the Warring Era!

At the end of the Warring Era more than eighty percent of the population of the world gradually disappeared, and the majority of the survivors belonged to those hiding in the nuclear shelters. Each of them was previously a top-shot of their countries, yet now their life only consisted of spending their time inside a cage of concrete and metal.


At this moment a little snotty brat named Little Fairy ran up to him and pulled his clothes.

Param lazily closed the book and looked at the little girl about the age of kindergarten kids.

Little Fairy had an anxious face and she kept on moving her hands here and there as she spoke.

"Big Bwothew, Shistew Widdhi and Shistew Widdhi are being bullied!"

Param's building was suddenly bombed with a nuclear warhead, and in the next moment he found himself reincarnating in a parallel Earth.


What kind of Earth you ask?

The kind where the Second World War ended with a nuclear fight, where Homo Sapiens evolved into Homo Luminous, and where Martial Artists were the rulers of the world.

It is also a world where technology has been degraded, where people still use telegrams, and where things like social media doesn't exist.

Do you dare to explore such a world?

Cymba hated the cold. 

It reminded of how he used to starve constantly, how he used to try and use his rag of a blanket to retain even an iota of heat. How he suffered and cried nearly every night due to the horrible hunger and loneliness.

The temperature had been dropping at an increasingly fast rate as of late, and winter was beginning to pick up its pace.

It wasn't just the cold he hated either, it was the entire season. The dull gray surroundings weighed down on his mood, and the shorter days made him feel all the more lonely.

He knew it wasn't as bad as it felt though. That these were just feelings that occurred irrationally. Eventually the weather would improve, the city would regain it's vibrant cover, and he could go back to being his only slightly moody self.

Even though he felt these overbearing pangs of sadness and loneliness, he always forced himself to put up with it. 

After all he was one of the lucky ones. 

He had seen how many kids like himself never got taken in, and eventually had to leave the Center to fend for themselves after reaching 18 years of age. 

In comparison, his 8 years in the Center for Abandoned and Orphaned Children had been short.

That didn't mean he had it easy though. Cymba didn't get to grow up knowing any kind of a parental figure other than those caring older kids in the Center.

It wasn't even known if he was an orphan or not due to him being found abandoned as a newborn. 

Most others at least had a chance to grow up with their parents, since the majority of children put into the Center were kids that had been displaced by vengeance attacks. 

Cymba didn't really mind this too much nowadays, since he was fairly confident that any parents that would throw him into a sewer drain to be swept away to near certain death wouldn't even be able to come close to comparing to his adoptive ones.

He really did have his biological parents to thank, in a way. They might have abandoned him, but he grew into the perfect little adorable and endearing child that families eventually scrambled to adopt once he had grown up enough. 

This paused his train of thought and he performed an ironic light bow to empty air, 

'thanks for the pity genes'

Cymba's actions only drew a few short glances, since it was pretty common to see some people acting strangely in the middle of a city. He didn't even notice however, as he returned to his gloomy inner world.

As Cymba finally neared his ultimate destination of dread and discomfort, he could only sigh in resignation. 

As he approached the front gate of the school, he couldn't help but feel how odd it was that the kids around him could actually be happy to be here.

This was one of the many places his 'pity genes' failed him, although his short stature and endearing complexion could get him a nice and caring family, it couldn't make him friends.

And even anyone that would usually take to someone small and cute, were quickly driven away by his decidedly depressing personality.

There were also those with strange tastes to be wary of...

It couldn't be helped though. The majority of people here were normal, average kids. Kids that had never gone without a meal, bed, or loving parents. 

Cymba didn't hate them for it or anything, just couldn't understand how anyone could live in such a way. Taking everything for granted. 

However, it wasn't as if he was making no progress in changing his mindset. 

Despite his stubbornness to change, his adoptive parents really were good people, and had been making steady progress with his condition. Cymba could actually be considered much better than when he first came from the center: desolate and scarred.

Making his way through multiple different hallways and staircases, Cymba walked to his first class of the day, Modern-Era History. 

Unlike Old-Era History, where everything was boring politics and wars, this was decidedly the least boring class according to the majority of students in the school. Even Cymba had to admit he found himself dozing off less often during this class.

Modern History was a class that covered every major country, event, and person in the world from the last few years, all the way back to the Descent of Death that occurred almost four centuries ago now.

Historical events tended to be a lot more interesting with the element of vengeances and judges mixed in, infact, modern-day celebrities are already almost entirely powerful judges. And there were even those who idolized certain vengeances.

Suddenly, students began to disperse from their separate groups to their seats as the instructor entered the room and began the lesson. 

"Alright well, it looks like everyone is here," 

Professor Cissa spoke as she took out her materials.

"not that I would wait for any of you anyways."

"Now for the past few days we've been learning about all of the necessary historical context up to the Descent, in order for you all to gain a more full understanding of what happened in the world during the most chaotic time in history"

"So, before we begin the main lesson, can anyone give a short summary of what the world was like before the Descent." 

Of course, no one volunteered. 

"Alright then, Cymba."

'Nice. Really, thank you so much for this opportunity to make me hate myself, professor.'

"Ah… I uh- I guess they had countries and stuff. And uh, cars ran on gasoline?"

…

Parts of the classroom broke into quite snickering and wheezing.

"AHEM," She cleared her throat loudly, "Well, as Cymba so helpfully put it, the world before the Descent was much less complicated than the one we know today."

"These countries all operated under a single government and oftentimes had a kind of election system whereby officials were selected by some form of majority vote, rather than rule by power. This may sound better than how we operate today, however it really was nowhere near as good as it sounds. As even the best of them were corrupt to some degree."

"Governments ruled in this fashion proved to be unstable and unpredictable, but the current world experiences a much greater disparity of power due to the rise of judges. However, this disbalance of power between humans actually eases the process of peacekeeping, but also makes way for other kinds of power abuse."

"Also, unlike how we as a species now gather into more dense and numerous populations, the old countries tended to be much more spread out, often over an entire landmass that was only limited by the ocean and borders of few others."

"Today, we have much more wilderness and uncivilized land, despite the disparity in population. While nearly one hundred billion humans live today, approximately ninety-nine point three percent of earth's surface is wilderness. Meanwhile, just four hundred years ago, only five percent of earth's land was uninhabited, and mostly due to an inability to live on said land."

"This concentration of population is possible due to our expertise in city planning and technology which has allowed for a much higher population density in a small area, which was mostly developed due to necessity." 

Professor Cissa paused to take a breath and choose her words. 

"Does anyone know why exactly the need for this kind of living was developed? And please, don't just cite the Descent as your reasoning."

… 

No one volunteered.

… 

"Cymba, would you please enlighten the class."

'This bitch!!!'

'Did I look at you wrong? Was my sleeping in class too offensive for you to ignore? What could possibly cause you to hate me this much!?'

Truthfully, Professor Cissa only wished for Cymba to gain greater comfort with speaking in front of the class so he might develop socially.

She had long been aware of his temperament and she always strived to do what she could for these types of students, it broke her heart knowing how many children went unloved and uncared for.

"I guess uh, the vengeances made it dangerous to live apart from powerful judges, so people naturally congregated together around places where judges were. This is what caused individuals like judges, or commanders of other large forces, to naturally turn into a form of government."

It seemed as though his small burst of internal agitation had stirred enough of his brain power to formulate an actual answer.

"Hmmm, not too far off. However, that by itself wouldn't have been enough to deconstruct the old governments and society as a whole. In reality, there were no judges during the descent, and those epic tales of judges fighting off vengeances during the Descent actually only started occurring about a decade after the emergence of vengeances."

"During that initial period of the Descent, we lost tens of billions of people. Almost thirty percent of the world population perished in the decade immediately following the Descent. As you all may know, some believe that human overpopulation and destruction of the environment caused some kind of entity, maybe god or nature itself, to create a natural restriction on human growth."

"There is no real evidence to any of these theories and we will only be addressing the facts in this class. However, it is important to note that ever since the descent, the known population size of humans and vengeances have fluctuated very little even after four whole centuries, and this phenomena, which makes it feel as if the two are perfectly balancing each other out, is the only real reason we will ever even address those theories. As well as some modern-era religious history that will be of importance…"

Cymba began to tune out as the lesson went on, as it seemed his role as the bearer of questions had ended for the moment. 

Eventually, he succumbed to a student's spontaneous narcoleptic nature that only seemed to show itself during the white noise of a lecture. As he drifted off to dreamland, Cymba caught a fleeting glimpse of something like numbers and letters, even though his eyes were completely shut...

The next few weeks was incredibly eye opening for Ron, his siblings and is friends as they saw how powerful, incredible and useful magic could be. Although Sirius, Harry and the  Weasley's were in agreement that both Sirius and Harry should move to the Burrow, the living space wasn't capable of holding two more members for long periods of time. And so, the kids witnessed their parents working together with other Wizards and Witches, Goblins and a pretty rude House Elf and turning the Burrow into a House worthy of holding one of the oldest collection of Ancient Magical Tomes, Grimoires and books of history of the Wizarding world. Honestly, Ron had never had to focus on his Occlumency so hard, just to keep in his laughter, ``I can't believe you would have these books just laying around your study! What would you do if someone were to steal them?!'' Sirius had just finished when Amos joined in and asked Arthur to explain himself, ``These books contain ancient knowledge that in the wrong hands would bring horrific results! What were you thinking?!''. Arthur looked at them and meekly said, ``Well, these books have been sitting there for a long time and honestly, we didn't even know they existed!''

This time it wasn't just Sirius and Amos, the rest of the adults present joined in and started to `give suggestions' to Molly and Arthur. Even the mild mannered Remus joined in and started to shout with the others. The only reason they stopped was that Pandora and Blaire sent Kreacher to get Molly as it was dinner time. ``Go away Kreacher! We are busy at the moment!'' Sirius shouted at Kreacher but instead of going away, he just looked at Molly with a slight fear in his eyes and almost jumped up and down in joy when she walked into the kitchen with him. ``What just happened?'' only Sirius and Remus were still in shock and standing in the living room at this point as Amos, Xenophilius and Arthur had joined their wives at the dining table. Even the kids who were listening in on their `conversation' with Molly and Arthur had taken seat at the table. Whilst Sirius and Remus were looking around with confusion in their eyes, they remembered the last time they had rejected a dinner call from their friend Lily and Ron was once again thankful for his Occlumency as he saw the two walk in and sit down like they weren't deathly afraid of the three mothers currently sat next to their husbands. But it was all for naught as the next second, Pollux Black laughed at their predicament and offered them some `friendly advice'!

``If I was you, I wouldn't be late as next time the punishment might be higher than an empty plate. *Hahaha*'' although Sirius and Remus wanted to say something back to the old man sat at the Head Seat, they didn't dare as they looked at the three wives respectfully offering food to `Grandpa Black'. At the start of his stay at the Burrow, the place the `Heir of House' was going to stay at. Pollux was a bit stuck up and constantly talked about how much better the Black Family House was. As a reward, the adults had asked the kids to surround him each moment of the day and constantly ask him questions about Wizarding Etiquette, Old History and really anything they found interesting. Although the Weasley Kids and their friends were young, they could see that the old man was hurt and was suffering from loneliness, a little bit like Harry. So, they didn't pressure him like their parents had asked and instead slowly wore him down and convinced him that it was his job to `bring up the next generation properly'. At first, the old man was uncomfortable with the sound of `Grandpa Black'. But no one aside form cruel, heartless monsters can resist puppy dog eyes from eight kids, simultaneously. A few days after the short episode of `Precious Books should be stored in a more secure place', the renovation of the Burrow was done and it looked amazing!

Instead of looking like a large stone pigpen with extra rooms added here and there until it was several stories high and so crooked it looked as though it were held up by magic, it was an actual three story cottage that actually looked more like a mansion! Both the inside and outside was beautifully decorated but the most amazing part was that it was still somehow very welcoming and cosy and didn't at all feel flashy and ostentatious. ``*Humph* I can't believe that you are satisfied with this! This house is going to host the presence of at least four families that have possessions and relations to highly regarded figures in Wizarding History and is home to my Grandkids, Pollux Black's Grandkids!!'' honestly, none of the adults were even breathing at the moment and were just letting the old man scold them for not spending enough of his money. Finally, the kids came back from their tour of the house and the adults sighed in relief when the old man's attention shifted to the two little girls asking for a hug. Ron was very happy and satisfied with his life at this point but he knew that with the threat of Voldemort's return, he would have to step up his preparation. But he now had an extra layer of security and protection and even a new source of knowledge and an actual teacher!!

It was during the time the Weasley Ancestral Land's Wards were being renewed and empowered that while `taking a look', Ron decided to throw in a couple of High Level Runic Objects near the Ward Stones and thought nothing of it but at the last location he heard someone coming and in panic shot several spells at the person, `Incendio!' `Diffindo!' `Glacies!' `Ventus!'. In his anxiousness, he even shot a Jinx, `Flipendo!' and ony then saw the person he had cast the spells at. Before he could try to warn the person, Ron saw how easily the old man dealth with his spells and he realised, he hadn't even touched the tip of what real Wizards could do. ``Well, Well, Well! Little Ron is quite the young wizard, aren't you? Casting spells in a chain, without chanting and with accuracy not fit for your age. But none of that compares to this, a Magical Object that has Ancient Runes drawn with Magical Reagent Ink, very impressive!''

Having been bullied almost his whole life, Ray's only solace had been his Mother and books. but one day, the bullies took things too far and he died. On his deathbed he had two wishes, for his Mother to be happy and for him to have the strength to be happy in his next life. somehow, both his wishes came true.

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Hi form the author i realized i din't give you much information about the world as i would have like in the first chapter so here some information about everything 

Time travel was magically invented before the war. The rumor about the invention of  time travel is someone came from the future wanting to make some money from an invention that was obsolete in their time. Well not much more to say then then a time travel war started..
In the Drifter Era {aka known as the time travel war.} just saying things just got out of hand is a big understatement. Lives would vanish from existence and history was in a state of disarray. To put it bluntly history and lives were being tossed around so violently that when things became "a little stable" there was already a complex working government that somehow everyone already knew about and yet it just appeared out of nowhere. All the living races considered them as T.T.R.G (Time Travel Regulation Government. ) . TTRG Their government is the biggest most powerful government in the universe. It is integrated into teaching that TTRG's War Started Long before the Drifter Era Commence.  That they been keeping watch for illegal Time Drifter throughout history. 
The murmur in the shadows hint that if TTRG members have been watching out for things like the 500 year war then did someone in TTRG  go rogue making the Drifter era happen though that tipoff will not spread because  Fear that TTRG  coming out of nowhere Few notice its strangeness since mainly the whole Drifter Era is summed up as if everyone fell into blackness then woke up to this.     
Since then everything has changed. At some point in the 500 Year War, the sun blew up time travel probably saved us.  and we all I live on an artificial planet in space where the earth used to be. The  name these planet is  knew as  1, 2 ,3 4, 5  there are TTRG school planets that don't cout because only kids are brought there and tested since TTRG always need more agents for whatever it is that they do... 
There are 4 races in this world that are really important and no one really know where they came from but most assume they came from human testing during the time travel war that fuck up everything. 
* Hum's/ humans well you know but they have change they grow up faster than the the ones you know of they run faster think faster and are smarter,
*Chailo/ Neko girl/ Neko boy they look like humans but have cat ears and a tail and can see in the dark  life spans like  50 years 
*Lexian/Loli girl/loli boy = lifespan  of 1000 years but will alway look like a kid though that doesn't mean they will live to 1000 they just could if nothing kills them first.
Then you got your half races
ChailoLexian= every chailo has cat ears and all Lexian look like kids so you got Neko that will never age has a bit shorter life ( the most expensive slave/ pet you can buy) 
Humchailo = the hums are well humans and chailo are neko they basically don't have much difference except chailo can see in the dark and Humchailo can't (commonly become slaves or pets)
Humlexian = are basically human kids that have longer lifespan than a normal human  ( second most expensive slave you can buy) 
Money in this world is called metal 
your got your cheap copper metal then you got your sliver metal then you got your gold metal then you got your Domain metal, then you got Dark Matter Metal then your got your Exclusive Light Matter its supposed to be a metal only for TTRG agents. So if you have any of it and are not a their agent you exchange out quickly for Dark matter metal to keep yourself safe.  
 this world has very few rules 
* you don't attack T.T.R.G agents 
*Don't make time machine 
* School planets and Death planet are off limits to the public its a training ground only for TTRG test ground 
*don't remove your U.Chip (but why would people do that its the best thing that was invented you get all the information in the world right in your brain that you can access anytime it like having the internet in your head you can pm people you can call people right form you brain so who would want to remove that on top of it make helps your brain think faster and respond faster it basically gives your brain a boost to the point that  a bullet moves like the matrix move but even slower than that....and the best part is your not hooked into a machine but games are still everywhere. just a lot more dangerous since no rules exist )
In the world outside the story line will slowly merge with the story but it may not go into the detail so i tell it here 
yes there is no rules but that doesn't mean that Gangs and Mafia or inner conflict battles don't have rules  
a lot of planets have section where Gangs own parts of a city or a town 
mafia's normally own a bigger part planet and have smaller gangs run the less important parts of the planet
they do make rules like no killing in this section and stuff like that but its all gray 
each planet has an HC for TTRG  few mess with them up front anyways i mean there are fights in the back door but most tend to be afraid of this Government  that won a time travel war...  basily the put so few rule implying hay you don't mess with us we don't fuck you over we have just as easily have killed you all off kind of deal...
Your probably going to ask the author how do these kids end up in the school planets 
the government sends agents searching for young kids that my have potential and ether buy a kid form a parents paying them with light matter metal or they take the kids from a slave trader...  
PS PS are MC is a (ChailoLexian) who will later on be both male and female because i may struggle how to explain this in the chapters to come invention they make a lot of them also  ( I will try my best to explain how everything works in this fantasy sci fi  future world but i'm no scientist and i'm not a math major and i'm not an engineer nether have i study the human body so keep that in mind plz T.T  im trying oh how i wish was good at all these things ...) 
The story will continue soon almost done with chapter 1

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