THIS fan fic has nothing to do with EPIC or Mushkou Tensei
(at least not yet)

U may find this to be a typical travel type fan fic or maybe something more

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I don,t know how much I'll write , what I'll write and when I'll write...... moreover this is my first time writing and English is not my mother tongue (though ironically i am much better at it than my mother tongue)

PEACE

A 16-year-old reincarnated in Harry Potter(for now)
 
Don't expect much... I am a first-time writer and if it is trash just lay it on me

U may find this to be a typical travel type fanfic or maybe something more

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I don't know how much I'll write, what I'll write and when I'll write...... moreover this is my first time writing and English is not my mother tongue (though ironically I am much better at it than my mother tongue...... at least in grades)

PEACE

Like I said before I started this without a real plan. I have some ideas for novels but I don't feel confident enough to make them good. I would like to ask you what would you like to read or better the general direction and genre of the story.

1) should the MC:
   a) be OP, from the start
   b) be lucky
   c) start weak but get strong
   d) be unlucky 
   e) he should suffer
   f) other

2) What should the MC be in his next life
   a) Human
   b) Animal
   c) some monster from RPG 
   d) energie
   e) machine
   f) other

3) World of the novel:
   a) Normal (something like our World)
      i) now
      ii) past (some years) (time travel)
      iii) long past
      iv) Future (some years)
   b) Magic
   c) Science Fiction
      i) Normal only in the distant future
      ii) other univers
   d) Martial Art
   e) Game
   f) A mix 
   g) create something new
   h) other (write a comment)

4) Harem
   a) No, romance can destroy a good novel if you don't do it right
   b) one romantic partner
   c) Yes, but small (2 to 4 partners)
   d) Yes, gonna catch them all (I personally don't like it)

5) How should the MC get his second life
   a) has still his old body
   b) reincarnated as a baby
   c) transmigrated in to a new being, without the additional memories
   d) transmigrated in to a new being, with the memories of this being

6) Help in his body:
   a) No
   b) a Chip
   c) System
   d) a Teacher (beast, person, god or something from the new World)
   e) some treasure
   f) Something other

7) if not No for 6:
   a) he need to update/upgrade/unlock it
   b) without a character 
      i) Mechanical 
      ii) intuition support from the help like it is toxic or not good, that feels good or bad
      iii) something like a book (written or picture of memory)
   c) with a character

8) How solve the MC problems
   a) brutal force
   b) skills
   c) brain
   d) connection
   e) why solve them
   f) It depends on the situation
   g) other Ideas

9) Who is he in his new life:
   a) Nobody in particular
   b) A ruler
   c) someone with power
      i) Social
      ii) financial
      iii) political
      iv) other
   d) A hero
   e) A villain
   f) other
 

It would be nice, If you could write a comment in which direction the story should go. It's enough, If you only write what is important for you. If something is not in the list write a comment. I will look at the weekend (at 08/25 if I have too few comments to get a general direction maybe 09/01) for the most comments and the most likes at a comment. 

If you have some concrete ideas it is better to write your own novel or give it to a better writer.

Thanks

The next day Lan woke up feeling completely refreshed. 

He didn't fall asleep till late but that was not a problem because he spent most of the night pondering a plan for the future. 

He figured out that his Research license allowed him to be one of the few people who can carry more than six pokemon at one time.  This, in turn, means that there is a distinct advantage for him over other trainers.  

He didn't want to waste an opportunity like what he was given. He knew from what he saw on Research exhibitions that to become a strong and respected trainer one had to fully commit to travel and explore. Lan never like doing things halfway. Even though he was lazy at times he knew that he had the determination to succeed in the things that he did.

It was a little different for becoming a trainer because he did not really have any assurance if he committed mistakes. In research making mistakes where part of the game and at worst one would just spend time and money while following a wrong path.  But becoming a trainer meant he could really mess things up if he didn't have a plan.

Lan's current research opportunity with Professor Oak would not allow this opportunity to travel as much and become an elite trainer. Before Lan arrived at Kanto he had the intention to return to Hoenn and work at his Old Man's Lab which is effectively not following his own path.  But now to the current him, that wasn't an option.

He had decided to tell Oak that he was going to wrap up his stay at the Lab. He had very much enjoyed his stay and he learned a lot about many different subjects. He was quite fascinated by Ancient legends and historical events.  Some of them where region-specific so generally only local researchers tended to study a singular legend or event.  If he wanted to pursue what he wanted to research he had to build connections along with travel.  The best way to do this would be to become an elite trainer and study these topics when he traveled.  He needed to make connections and become a strong trainer. Two things that currently did not describe him. 

 Since he had spent time with Professor Oak he had a better grasp on all the small details that came with taking care of the pokemon and researching. Even more so than at home because Professor Oak made him continually write observations of how some of the Pokemons interacted, what they ate in addition to many other minor details. His observations and revelations ended up growing larger thus helping many different research topics at the same time.

He was sure if he were to be given a breeder exam he would pass.  He also took an interest in creating different Pokefood and continually tried to experiment with different tastes and ingredients.
 
Even though he had many fond memories at the lab the thing that he regretted was not getting to know Daisy better.  She left a couple weeks after he arrived which didn't allow him much time.  Lan didn't know how he felt about her but he enjoyed her company and the atmosphere she seemed to create.

Because of his thoughts, many things became clear to him. He wanted to travel the Kanto and become an elite trainer so that he could help his Pokemon reach their maximum potential.

... 

"Arooo"

 While Lan was recounting his thoughts Growlithe woke up.
 
"Good Morning sleepy head. Are you ready for breakfast?"

"Aro" Growlithe immediately perked up 
"Alright get ready." 

Lan and Growlithe immediately got off of the bed. Growlithe started to stretch while Lan dressed himself.

Lan put on a yellow Poke shirt along with some athletic shorts. He then began to rummage through his backpack to find Growlithes Pokeball.

He looked back to see Growlithe trotting over to him. Lan turned and patted him on his head asking " Do you want to go inside of your Pokeball or stay out?"  Growlithe shook his head and Lan could feel that he did not like his Pokeball.

"Okay sounds good to me. But after breakfast, we will need to go to the store and buy some things."  Lan just now realized he didn't have anywhere to easily store Growlithe's Pokeball because he had no trainer belt.

 Lan only had a small traveling backpack from Hoenn which was about to break from holding two changes of clothes, two repels (for his trip back) and the three empty Pokeballs given from Professor Oak.  He also had his ID Card along with his Pokedex in his pocket.  He knew something like this might come up so it wasn't that big deal to him in the beginning.

After Lan and Growlithe left their room they passed the second floor which was filled with many trainers and their pokemon. There was about double the amount of people than Lan saw yesterday during the Pokecenters peak hours.  He mumbled, "I guess there is something big going on".

After the duo ate breakfast provided at the center they headed towards the shopping district. 

Growlithe kept looking around taking in the new sights and smells. He seemed really happy and even started to run around and chasing some of the Pidgy and Ratatta that were along streets.  Lan just smiled at his Pokemon's antics and preceded to enter into one of the local shops.

Welcome to the World of Pokemon. Our mc gets transmigrated to this world without a system and without his previous knowledge.  How will he survive? How will he interact with what life throws at him? Does he care?
Will he become a Guardian or be drowned by twists of Fate?


This is my first ever Fanfic. Please feel free to comment, critique and give me suggestions!!!

PS Back up and writing so here we go again. I went back and edited some chapters with some minor things.

[I do not own Pokemon and they have those rights. I claim Fanfic rights;) ]

It was a bleak summer sky, dry arid earth awaited Nero when he reached the temple ruins and a tall joker-looking man.
It was the weekly meet up. Every Saturday, Nero had to meet his 'mentor', the King.
The king in his view, however, was that of an awkward one.
For the sake of the people's happiness, he had gone through with a ceremony, officially crowning him as the king of Pinnacle. He had no experience as a ruler, only as a humble and well-respected adviser. The lack of experience was well hidden from the unobserving eye, but Nero knew better.
The king wore a long red-braided robe, yet his height made the robe feel... less elegant to what is was going for. With the full-whites underneath and the shiny golden crown, the look was closer to that of a clown. 
Clearly either a wardrobe malfunction occurred, or the King's fashion sense fell behind subpar.
Most meetups were just Nero receiving a bunch of books and unwanted advice from the King, but the atmosphere today was slightly different.
And Nero was quickly reminded why by Nova.
'The man probably wants to talk about the Nobles, it is, after all, up a week later.'
"Ah, Nero my boy, how is your training been like with Madison?" The King had no idea about any of the events that had occurred during the past week, no one did.
"Her? She taught me everything and left, she's not here anymore." Nero wasn't the least bothered by her disappearance.
"HO?! How come she taught you everything in a week? You can tell me if she wanted to not teach you, I'll have my end of the deal back if that's the case." The old man was surprised, Madison had been pain a whole 1 Gloden Ruby to impart all her knowledge onto Nero, an amount enough to noticeably affect the economy.
"No, no! She has really taught me everything she knew, she had even prepared for me a completely new skill set, compatible especially for me! I'll show if you want, it's quite fast and complex so you'll have to step back a bit."
"Really? This better is good, I know you're smart enough to not be fooled so easily."
'Alright, he bought it!' Nero, in truth, needed nothing more than Nova to become a complete master of the Scythe, he would simply be wasting time if he was with Madison.
'Nova, I believe 0.8x is more than enough?' Nero could, after repeated practise, perform everything perfectly, the fast movement speed of the whole set was quite tiresome, any more than three times and Nero would start ventilating.
Moreover, the King would probably gain suspect on Nero, beyond what he already had, seeing as he was a Hunter, as he thought, at an age beyond the norm. There was no doubt that there hadn't been an investigation done looking into his past.
Even if they found out that someone massacred a bunch of Villagers, no one would really suspect a little boy as the culprit, in fact, it wouldn't even be a big deal.
Many sought revenge after gaining power, the way Nero had presented himself was more like playing the role of the righteous man, using demonic deeds to cleanse the world of the wicked.
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Nero was dancing on the edge of death, a dangerous blade passing by his skin with the width of a hair. The complex and precise blade protection was what put the King off the most. He knew how hard it was to master the basic blade protection, yet, in the span of days, this prodigy was able to perfectly perform a fast, dangerous, effective, complex protection around his body. He knew there was some force being applied as well, the winds screeching off the blade was a shred of clear evidence to how fast the blade was moving.
'A-a, he's a genius even beyond manipulation, in the field of melee combat as well! I have to be hallucinating, is this really happening?'
Truthfully speaking, Nero wasn't a prodigy in either of the fields, its just that he has access to the greatest resource, Nova. The learning curve for any skill is exponentially increased for Nero than for anybody, the level of guidance and precision Nova provides is any day better than from a seasoned mentor. Over time, he could use a skill much faster and better than anyone without an AI chip.
'Let's see his reaction to the automated wind blade.' 
Swoosh Swish Woosh Woom
With a swift and sudden jerk, Nero's blade split the air in an instant, leaving a red blur behind that moved 2 meters from its origin before dissipating.
"I-INCREDIBLE!" The king stood up from his previous spot, in awe looking at this marvellous child, blessed by the gods above heaven.
The wind blade would travel 5 meters before dissipating if Nero was moving at full speed, just the 0.2x difference adds a multiplying effect on the created Wind Blade, both distance-wise and lengthwise.
"This is IT! We can sock those Nobles this time! Let's see..." The King instantly started formulating a plan.
He took out a gel pen, one of the most expensive objects Pinnacle has to offer, started to jot some notes down.
He finished up after a few minutes of repeated muttering to himself and proceeding to write down some stuff. It seemed like a mutter to Nero, but it was barely more than an inaudible whisper for others, having Nova boost hearing and his compositional change making his eardrums more sensitive made Nero a better listener than an attentive boyfriend.
"Okay, you need to travel to either the Nehoole Kingdom or the Haron Kingdom... you're too known around here it's impossible to sneak you in as a mage candidate seeing as you already are one." The King explained his plan.
By next week, he had to travel with a bunch of merchants or travellers to get to either of the Large Kingdoms, the King couldn't travel with him, his duties had only multiplied since becoming a King and disappearing with Nero would only bring upon suspicion towards their next move.
'He wants me to be chosen as a mage candidate? But...'
"But what are the requirements to become a mage candidate?"
"Oh, simple! You have to have an aptitude for it, they have an orb which checks how far you can go on the path of a mage, that alone simply removes over 90% of the participants, then they check your battle ability, they'll hand you a completely new weapon and a manual which you have to follow, after that, you have to use this new weapon to rank in the top 10, and the final check to seal the whole thing..." There came a moment of hesitation.
"You have to kill a human."

Is it really living if it's without emotions? Love, hate, jealousy, is there meaning to life with the absence of such wonders?
Cursed with such cruelty, a boy named Nero came to be in the time of World War III. Losing his mother in the process and being left with only a scorn-filled father, his childhood was far from a fairytale.
Surviving off of his inventions, Nero continued on his path of ingenuity for 300 years, reaching immortality as a start, creating an AI with thinking capabilities, massacring Millions, and much more.
Just as he reached the final goal and began savouring in the sweet taste of glory, an unpredictable event occurred.
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"Where... where am I?"

"Now that we are all here, I have a question."

Emily, Alaric, and Gareth leaned closer together on the table, with their heads close to their respective cream soda drinks. Earlier that Saturday morning, Magda texted Emily to meet her at the Opal Drinks with Alaric and Gareth. When she informed the two of Magda's sudden request for a meeting, the monk asked her what she wanted to talk to them about. Emily feared that she was going to ask them about the confusing argument that they had back at the hospital. 

When they arrived at the meet-up place, Alaric was already there. She shared her suspicions to him, right before the perky redhead entered the drink shop. They took their orders, anticipating Magda's every move. The redhead finally spoke, which alerted the trio.

"... Is Gareth upset about the Mob Boy Order Fan Meeting that occurred during the Racket Vengers Attack?" 

They all blinked at her question. Emily was so busy that week that she had no time to check her social media about any geek-related gathering. "You called us here, just to ask about an event that has been finished?" Alaric asked, sipping his ice-cold drink.

"I overheard Gareth yell at Emily about Mob Boy Order, during the night we both got admitted to the hospital." Magda explained. "I assumed he was talking about the event that happened that day. He seemed really upset, and he must have wanted to go." 

Gareth opened his mouth, but Emily patted his lap. "So what's your point?" she asked her friend.

"I came to tell you that there's another event at Lacras," Magda said, earning shocked faces from her peers. The redhead brought out her phone, showing articles of the Mob Boy Order Second Fan Meeting. "The author is going to make an appearance, because she's going to talk about her new book." she added. "She's going to be doing a Q&A about Mob Boy Order too!" 

Emily and Gareth exchanged hopeful glances. Operation Adonis was still in motion, for them. The next phase of their plan was to meet the one who created him--the author herself. 

"When is this happening?" Emily asked, taking the phone from her. 

"Sometime next week." Magda answered. The brunette scrolled through the article and read the details. "This is perfect," Emily said, but her attention was on the boys. "I'm going to Lacras next week, for work. The MBO Fan Meeting is going to take place days after the conference that my boss is going to attend. I can go there, meet the author, and tell her what's going on!" 

"Speaking of the author," Alaric said, bringing out a red folder from his leather jacket. "I found this, while I investigated on the girl Gareth was looking for."

"You mean the girl Gareth is in love with?!" Magda exclaimed. "Did you find her, Alaric?!"

"Not really?" the detective said, startled by her excitement. "I ran her name on the search bar, but all I could find was an alias. Doctor Rowan Adonis is a pseudonym used by the author herself." Gareth took the folder and read its contents, which was a Lacrassan Citizenship Personal Information file. It contained the name, address, contact information, and birth registry of the author of Mob Boy Order. 

Gareth took out his phone and he began to dial the phone number printed on the document. Alaric shook his head and closed his phone. "Don't bother, I already tried," he warned. "This is just the phone number to her office. I inquired what time she goes to work, but the person there told me she rarely visits unless she's meeting her editor or submitting a manuscript."

"Did you ask for her contact number?" Emily asked.

"I did, but they would not disclose it. They gave me her business email, but it's just for fans." the detective said. "She's kind of a celebrity, after all."

"Wait a minute," Magda said, grabbing the attention of the three. She placed a hand over her mouth, gasping. "YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH THE AUTHOR?!" 

Her shock filled the empty establishment, waking up the sleepy server in charge of the cashier. Gareth was about to dispute her claim, but Emily interrupted him. "Oh yes," she said, giving the monk a knowing look. "She's the one he's looking for. Right, Gareth?"

He quickly understood what she was implying, and he started nodding along with her. "That's right. I must see her." he said.

"Then go!" Magda squealed. "You can go with Emily, next week!"

"Yes, that is what I intend to do." Gareth replied, smiling. 

"Wait, you can't go there." Alaric butted in. "He needs a passport."

"I'm sure he has one!" Magda said. "They give that to you when you apply for Citizenship, along with the certificate, Green Card, and I.D." 

"You're on a 65-day probation, remember?" the detective said, looking at the monk. "Which means, you were given every single document, but a passport. You can't leave the West, without a passport, and you can't get one until you get your birth registry." 

Gareth sighed. "How did you know that?"

"You thought I would not investigate you?" 

"Al!" Emily scolded.

Regardless, Detective Alaric brought up an obstacle that they had to overcome. He only had a month left till his probation was over, and they still haven't come up with a plan on how to get a birth registry. "Did you lose your birth registry, by any chance?" Magda asked him.

"Yes, which is why I was given a notice." the monk answered. "I...lost my copy, you see."

"Then why didn't you issue a new one with your hospital?"

"Because I wasn't born here."

"You mean, you were born in Lacras?" Magda asked. "You don't look eastern."

"Yes, but his parents are of the West but he was raised there!" Emily immediately said. Gareth smiled at her quick thinking. This gave Alaric another idea, and it was all thanks to his experience as a law enforcer. "If that's the case, then you can write an appeal letter to city hall." he suggested. "Simply state in the letter that you lost your birth registry due to damage, and that you were born in Lacras. Then they will grant you a temporary travel pass for fourteen days, so you can acquire your birth registry." 

"That's a brilliant plan, Detective!" Gareth said, astonished. 

"I can write the letter for you," Emily offered. "We need to make it convincing." 

"We have to go now," Magda said. "They close on Sundays, and aren't you leaving for the East next week?" 

"We can drive to Hembrandt Capitol." Alaric said, showing his keys.

"I don't think you are in the right condition to drive any sort of vehicle, at the moment." Gareth said, pointing to Alaric's cemented arm cast. "I have a fair amount of experience in driving, so please hand me the keys, Detective." The monk tried to fish the car keys from his hands, but Alaric gripped on it and moved his hand away. 

"Over my dead body!" he scoffed, protective over his keys.

"Al, just let him drive us." Emily pleaded, recalling the episodes of Mob Boy Order where Gareth drove trucks and limousines. "We don't have that much time. Please?"

Detective Alaric tried to resist the pouting Emily Rose. Magda amusingly watched her female friend win the battle. She tried her best not to laugh out loud at how the detective twitched at his face muscles. Soon, the detective cracked and groaned in defeat. He reluctantly surrendered his cherished car keys to the monk. "Please be careful with it." he begged him. "This was inherited to me by my dad."
 
"I will protect you all with my life." Gareth said, determined.

Bentlee raised a brow. "That's a bit too dramatic, don't you think?"

*****

The old office lady from the Travel Permittance eyed the letter that Emily Rose crafted at the Capitol's only internet cafe. It read:

To the Travel Permittance Department Chair:

Greetings, 

I am kindly requesting the Travel Permittance Department for a travel appeal. I am a Lacrassan citizen, who has recently applied to become a Hembrandt citizen. Due to unforeseeable circumstances, I have damaged my birth registry during my travels to the western region. Upon arriving to Hembrandt, I have informed City Hall about my damaged birth registry, which happens to be one of the required documents for western citizenship. With that being said, I am now a Hembrandt citizen with a probation status, and this has forbidden me to travel between regions. Therefore, I am in need of a temporary travel pass, in order for me to acquire a re-issued birth registry from my birth hospital located in Lacras. First and foremost, I apologize for the inconvenience that I am causing. Secondly, I am genuinely hoping that you consider my situation. I thank you for your time and effort, in this time of need. 

Sincerely,
Gareth Tosh
State I.D. 345903

The lady, who happened to be the chair of Travel Permittance, looked back and forth between Gareth and Alaric. Both of them smiled innocently at her, but her moody expression remained unchanged. Emily and Magda sat by the door, watching the boys work their magic from afar. Emily could only hope her secretary skills were more than enough to concoct the perfect, persuasive government letter. 

The Travel Permittance chair read the letter a second time, then she placed it down and eyed the monk in question. "May I ask how you damaged your birth registry?" she asked, sternly.

"It accidentally got run over by the car of my friend, right here." Gareth explained, nodding to the unbelieving Alaric Bentlee. The lady turned her stink eye to the detective. "Is that true, officer?" she asked him.

"It's detective," Alaric corrected. "And...yes, I already had my car running, not realizing he dropped it somewhere. He can be quite a clutz, at times." This response made Gareth clench his jaw, but he forced a friendly smile. "That's right." he simply said. 

"I guess it can't be helped, since your birth registry is a fundamental requirement for western citizenship." she mused, looking through Gareth's recent documents. "Since you are Lacrassan by birth, may I know why you decided to move here? I hear the East is a swell place."

"I'm afraid it's a personal matter." Gareth answered, maintaining his dashing smile.

"Not to the Travel Permittance, my son." the lady said, frowning. "Traveling between regions of Agapen is a very strict and delicate process. Therefore, our authority gives us the right to ask potential travelers any type of question, especially the most personal ones. But rest assured, that the information that you disclose will become strictly confidential. So let me ask you again, why did you decide to move here?"

Gareth thought long and hard for a realistic story. He was partially afraid to lie to a very important government official, for he had an assumption that she was also a living lying detector. Telling her the real reason might make her alert other authorities--trying to tell someone that he was trying to get back to a world that's popularly known as a piece of fiction, is definitely a ridiculous thing to do. 

"I simply want a fresh start, my lady." Gareth said, softening his gaze towards the woman. She looked at him like she has never been addressed as "My lady", before. "My life back then...in the east, that is, has not been very pleasant." he continued, calmly. "I guess my clumsy behavior shows how much it has messed me up (the monk caught the detective rolling his eyes, at this phrase.). I want to find a new sense of peace in Hembrandt. So, I hope you allow me to have that chance. I just want a home that I can call my own."

The lady placed a hand on her large chest. Gareth gave her the kindest smile, which melted away her stoic appearance. Alaric sighed and crossed his arms, seeing that his charming nature has completely won her over. "Oh my, for some reason," she gaped. "I am moved by your story. You must have gone through a lot of hardships, haven't you?"

"I most certainly have." Gareth said, humbly. 

The Travel Permittance chair opened her drawer and brought out a blue card. She stamped the front part and started writing on it. "In that case, I hope you get what you are looking for, Mr. Tosh." she said, handing him a signed and approved travel pass.

He smiled brightly at the office lady. "Thank you for your generous service, Miss…?" 

The lady snorted. "Call me Petunia." 

"Petunia," Gareth repeated, making her gush over the way he enunciated the letters of her name. "I will remember that." 

The lady laughed bashfully when Gareth stood and bowed his head to her. The sheepish Alaric placed an arm around his shoulder, and he steered him out of the Travel Permittance Office. The two girls closely followed them out and heard the detective mock Gareth. "Oh, I accidentally ran over your birth registry, huh?" he said, mimicking the monk's neutral tone. "Forgive me for causing such a terrible misfortune."

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were mocking me." Gareth said, looking ahead. 

"Also, Tosh? Really? Where on Agapen did you get that name from?"

"I think I saw it labeled on a speaker, the last time I was here."

"You're really something, Gareth... Tosh."

Emily and Magda walked right behind the two men, exchanging smugs with one another. "Is it me or are these two are finally getting along?" Emily asked Magda. 

"Whatever's the case," Magda replied, throwing an arm around her. "You're heading East! You're going to meet the author! Are you excited?"

"Honestly, yeah. I am."

A sunset ended their eventful day at the Hembrandt Capitol. Emily suggested that they should eat out somewhere, to celebrate Gareth's acquisition of the travel pass. However, Magda Travey took a rain-check, telling her that she needed to be at Mavon City for a family gathering that same evening. As usual, Gareth drove everyone back home. He dropped off Magda first, and then drove back to Opal City. Emily lost track on how many times she told the monk to slow down, for his driving skills were comparable to her father's race car drifting. Alaric, who sat at the passenger seat, could only hang on to the car's indoor handle. He also muttered a few prayers, when Gareth drove into the freeway. 

"What day are you leaving for Lacras?" Alaric asked Emily, who was at the backseat. 

"Monday morning." she replied. "It is going to be a long week."

"I'll say," the detective agreed. "Do you have everything you need? Is there anything that I can get for you and Gareth?"

"We're good," Emily reassured. "Thank you for lending us your car."

"Uhm, of course!" he said, breathing heavily. "Gareth is superb at driving. It feels like we are competing for the Agapen Racing Cup, or something. We are definitely not going to die!"

"Not to worry, I am driving at my normal speed rate." Gareth said, his green eyes glued to the clear roads. "I must say, the cars of Agapen seem much easier to control, compared to the ones in my world."

"This is normal?!"

"Just keep an eye on the speed limit signs, Gareth." Emily advised.

"Of course, Emily." Gareth said, regarding her through the front-view mirror. 

"By the way," Alaric continued. "Your mother is at Lacras, right? What are you going to do, if you see her?"

Before things got eerie for them, Emily's phone rang. She dodged her friend's question and pressed the green button on her phone. "Hey, dad." she pleasantly said. 

"What? I'm afraid I can't go." She continued. "I have a business trip at Lacras, the day after tomorrow. What? They live in the East too?! Are you sure you can't go? I might be--fine. When will it take place? Okay, I will wait for it. Yeah, it's no problem. Love you, bye." When she put down her phone, she leaned her head against the car seat and bleated. "We have a new problem, guys." she grunted. 

"What's wrong?" Gareth asked.

"Dad's asking me to attend Deborah and Donnie's baby shower." she answered.

"Wait, Donnie as in your older brother?" Alaric gasped.

"Yeah, turns out they also live in the East." Emily said. "Dad can't go because he has a race. He's asking me to attend for him."

"Will it interfere with our mission?" Gareth asked again.

Emily's phone buzzed, telling her that there was a new message from her father. "I don't think so," she answered the monk. "The Fan Meeting is on a Friday, while the Baby shower is on Thursday."

"We can go together, then." Gareth said. "It's no problem, Emily." From the front-view mirror, Alaric saw a glimpse of Emily's face turn into a shade of scarlet, when the word "together" came out of the monk's mouth. He wanted to roll his eyes again, but a part of him suddenly felt a little bit heavy. He tried his best to brush it off, for the rest of the ride. Soon, they arrived at Opal City. Instead of heading to the Sunrise Apartment, they went straight to Alaric's Dusk Apartment. 

"Allow us to take you back to your studio apartment, Detective." Gareth said. 

"I broke my arm, not my legs." Alaric argued.

"It would make me feel better, if we see you off." Emily said. Alaric automatically shut his mouth, deciding not to argue. After Gareth parked his car, he offered a hand to the injured detective. Alaric swatted his hand off, showing him that he was still capable of moving on his own. Again, he only broke an arm. But it did not stop his body from wobbling out of the car. 

Emily and Gareth walked him inside, where an open elevator was waiting for him. "Well, this is it." Alaric said. "I wish I could come with you to help. But as you can see, I am out of commission." 

"You've done more than enough for the both of us." Gareth said. "In spite of the differences, I want you to know that I greatly appreciate the assistance you have given us."

"Yes, you've been very helpful, Al." Emily added. "We could not have gotten this far, without you." 

Alaric was still not used to being showered with gratitude and compliments, even if it came from Emily Rose. His only response was to scratch the back of his neck. "You don't have to thank me," he said, cheekily. "Just promise me that you guys are going to be careful."

"We will," Emily said, giving him the most delicate hug. Her body barely pressed against him, weary of his casted arm. Alaric gave her a nice pat on the back, but he felt his face heat up at the gesture. "Good luck to the both of you," he said. "Update me, if you can."

"See you later, Al!" his college friend said, leaving the building with Gareth. 

Alaric entered the elevator and watched the two leave the Dusk Apartment. The heaviness came back to bother the detective. This time, it was not because he was suspicious of Gareth. He was certain that the monk was a good guy and that he would never put Emily in harm's way. There was another reason behind the sinking feeling, but Alaric has yet to figure out what was really troubling him. 

"They kinda look good together," he said, letting the elevator doors close.

"A young office woman grows bored of her adult life until her fictional crush from her early high school days appears right at her doorstep."

Emily Rose is obsessed with the animated Mafia show, "Mob Boy Order". She is convinced that the only guy she will love is the main character, Gareth, a noble Protector of the new mafia order. If only he was real. Frustrated with her stale job eating up all her hours and her unaccomplished social life, Emily suddenly meets a young man who resembles her fictional crush. Perhaps a little too much...

Could it be?

While we going out from our room I take my backpack remembering that there I have juice that I pack yesterday. when we go down and outside of hotel we saw a car and we enter it. I start looking again at street remembering how many times I come this street to my university. 
Some places change but still I could remember all names of bus stops. while we pass some I start saying them in mind after some time when we pass my bus line I said to myself 'omfg what you doing good that you haven't said anything loud you and your memory to useless thinks' I start being critic to myself it become my habit while I done useless some think. 
While I start thinking what to do next to kill the time we come to company building. while going out I look if I have extra packet of cigarettes 'uffffff at lest you here' I said to myself when I feel them. 
Then I start following Sophia. she go directly to elevator. while I start  looking around I saw people that look at her what she is doing and some of them shake they heads don't knowing who she really is. 
When we come to floor where we have our room for checking Sophia open doors and she enter it. I come after her and when she wanted to look at papers directly I stop her from doing it. then I come and I look if my small trap work and it work. 
Someone was here and touch them. 
Looking at it work I make a big smile. then I left Sophia hands and we could go back to work. At first thought I wanted to said her that someone was here but later I decided that I will tell her when we will be back to hotel. And we start making plan about what to do in our last day.
I remembered that she said to security guy that nobody could enter here. then I start checking difference with both it take so much time. I don't know when I take my juice and I take a sip. I become so focus on it that I put bottle under my chin I mostly doing it when I become serious with work.
When I start checking mid-January I feel that someone hit me it was Sophia. then I heard knocking to doors I put papers on place and guy with food come inside he deliver us our lunch.
 when I saw what it is I become hungry from no reasons. 'it pierogi how long it's been that I eat you' I said to myself and I start eating they mix two different one with meat second russian 'I still don't remember why they call them' I said to myself while eating second from it. 
When I finish eating I know I'm become full. Then I go to couch and lay there. When Sophia saw me she come to me and ask "what you doing" I wanted to said to her but then I remembered our rules. 'rules rules and again rules how I hate them in this situations' I said to myself while taking my phone and I write to her 'I'm full now I couldn't work I need small rest I will be back in around 1h after nap.' I write to her and I just close my eyes and I travel  to my dream lands not looking at her face expression

Greg moved to America after his heart had been broken by his only girlfriend. 
He had the option to work from home (as an anonymous streamer) but all he did was reminisce about his first and only love that had been with him for only a short while.

The day before an interview to TBC Company, he saw an accident and not thinking Greg rushed to the scene to save any survivors. 

That’s when he saw an Sophia walk out of the car and faint. Since his phone was dead he couldn’t call an ambulance but he could at least offer mouth to mouth resuscitation. He didn't know that he took her first kiss and she inadvertently fell in love with him.

Will Sophia repair his broken heart and restore his faith in love? Join the roller-coaster.
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Who am I?
Where am I?
How did I get here?
What should I do?

This sounds like a terribly heavy for someone barely two years in a new life.
But I need it to stay grounded and sort out my thoughts, plan my way ahead.
I reincarnated but I didn't exactly bring over everything to this new life.
I don't remember my exact identity at all but I remember parts of my life maybe? 
I remember most knowledge and common sense
My talents and skills too?
Maybe... Maybe not...
Too many uncertainties.
So much to pour into this first entry.

So far life seems rather comfortable and safe.
The place I am at looks like a traditional courtyard house in china.
The whole courtyard house screams luxury, ornaments and beautifully tended trees and flowers all over the place.
Food seems to be bountiful and filled with variety three meals a day, one noon tea time.
If I'm right, at least a hundred people work just at the section I am staying, mostly guards.

I might have been reborn into a wealthy house, though I yet to find out the status of this house?family? to this world.
At least my safety and well being is guaranteed albeit temporary.
That said, I have yet to be able to actually get out of the house or even the sight of my caretaker/maids at all.
Someone would scoop me out the moment I go as much as 50 steps near the gates, front and back.
I really want to know what's beyond the walls of this house.

Although not perfectly convinced yet, I think I might have travel back to the past considering the architecture and the language used.
I have yet to figure out how to speak properly but I could speak something simple for my needs now, I'm learning the language fast I think, at least faster than when I was learning chinese during college times.
Two years in this life and I have yet to know what my name is, the same goes for my supposed parents.
I have not seen my father once, although I have been getting visits from his underling? I'm not really sure what to call them since they grovel and kiss ass too much.
Mother has been very hot and cold though... When she's in the mood I couldn't even get out of her side for a moment otherwise I wouldn't see her for days? 
The longest she's been away so far was almost a month.
The maids and servants seem to like calling me or mother in honorifics.

I'm side tracking too much.
The sky looks like I'm still on earth, there's a sun and moon, although the sky turn strangely purple for a really short period of time during sunrise.
There's also some weird animal scream sometimes.

Mother and the maidservants was very excited this morning, something about me getting something?someone? could it be my birthday? maybe I'll get a present?
I am so confused... I really wished I had study Chinese properly before I got reincarnated here.
I don't know what I want, what I need right, what I should do right now and all I can do is play some pretend toddler.
This is so frustrating and vexing... I could use a melon bread now now now.
I will reserve all judgment and bias until I know more about this world and spare my tiny fingers the pain now.
My hand feels very sore as I end this entry, it hurts to write so much, I swear I'm going to find something more convenient than using this stupid feather or the brush to write my diary.

Reincarnated to a strange and familiar world, the much prized prince of a decaying country must seek his fate, defend his fortunes and do his best to prevent his life being cut short.
The wheels of history seem to crush everything in its way, can the prince saved himself from history? 
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As the seven years of training had finished Kimimaro didn't know what to do. He had learned everything he could be taught from his masters and just had to build up his strength now. 

As Kimimaro was thinking this Yasaka and Asuna came into his room. 

"What can I do for my two ladies?" Kimimaro asked as they looked as bored as he did. 

"Well now that you ask, how about we go on an adventure?" Yasaka said as she was older than both Asuna and Kimimaro so she wanted to explore places she hasn't been to. 

"Hmm well where should we go? There's isn't any spot as beautiful as our home." Asuna said as she had never seen a place better than their home. 

"Well how about some place that isn't in this world?" Kimimaro asked as he had gotten interested in going to a new world. 

"Do you mean the underworld where Sairaorg lives?" Asuna asked as this was the only spot they can go to without having to worry about anything.

"Well, no. Some world where anyone from this world except us can go too." Kimimaro answered a bit mysteriously as he wanted them to go the world he had decided along with him. 

"Are there any nice spots in this place your talking about or what will we do there?" Yasaka asked without trying too much information about the spot as she also wanted to be surprised by the spot they would go too. 

"Hahaha. How should I explain this? The world we would go too has beautiful areas to visit, however I believe the world at that moment is in war. So I wanted to go to meet some new people and become stronger while there. Hehehe." Kimimaro said a bit embarrassed as they had just finished training and he wanted to train again. 

"What do you think Yasaka? Should we go? This would help our strength but who would protect us in this war infested world?" Asuna said in a teasing tone while looking at Kimimaro.

"Yes I'd love to go. But who would protect me? There will be so many and people and I might get hurt so it might be better to stay." Yasaka went along with Asuna's teasing.

"Hahaha whoever dares to bully you two would have to be mentally ill as you are both strong. Don't forget that you both are my girls." Kimimaro reassured his ladies as he wouldn't let anyone close to him be bullied. 

"Ok we've decided we will go along with you. How will we go that other world you described?" Asuna replied for both of them. 

"We will leave through my island. Over the years I believe it has come under my ownership and I suddenly got knowledge of what it can do and traveling to other places is an ability it has." Kimimaro made up a story for his control over the space and how he can travel through it. 

(Little explanation of the island and how it will work. The island is located in the void and the owner can open portals to any world he decides to go to. So when he goes to Naruto world he could leave the opening in the DxD world so he will still have connection with his grandpa and the tiger that go there.)

"Ok. So when will we leave and should we tell your master? Yasaka asked Kimimaro

"Well let's tell Susanoo sensei and let him inform Kurama sensei. We don't have to worry as we can still meet them here." Kimimaro informed Yasaka and Asuna. 

"Oh this is good so we don't have to worry them." Asuna said with relief.

As they left to meet with Susanoo they were getting excited as this was a new world they would be experiencing. While thinking this they quickly arrived at Susanoo's room and knocked.

*knock knock*" Susanoo sensei can we come in. We have something to consult to you with." Kimimaro asked.

"Come in." Susanoo invites in the three and asks. "Well what would you like to ask?"

"Well I have developed a connection with this separate space and I've found out I can travel to other worlds from here so I wanted to ask if we can go." Kimimaro informed 

"Hmm? So you are saying you can travel to different worlds while in this space?" Susanoo asked a bit dumbfounded as this had never happened from what he was aware of. 

"Yes. I can travel between different worlds while being in this space so I want permission to go to another world for a few years so I can get more experience." Kimimaro informed Susanoo of his plan in going to another world. 

"Hmm so going to this other world will get you experience? What type of experience and how?" Susanoo kept questioning Kimimaro while having already decided to let them go as they hadn't explored for being tied up with training.

"Well the world we will be going to is a ninja world that is currently in war. Children go to war as well as the nations have troop shortages so they give missions to them. I have decided to go there as they use an energy they call chakra but I'm not sure if it's the same one as we use." Kimimaro explained hoping to get permission to go. 

However when Susanoo heard the description of the world he couldn't help but feel astonishment and pity towards the residents of that world. He couldn't help but think of the tragedy all the families go through in that world as it would be very common to lose a lot of family members in a world infested with children soldiers.

"Well with this information let me think for a bit." Susanoo said with a pondering expression and then decided "Well you can go as long as you promise me that you will protect your fiancés and won't let anything happen to them." 

Hearing this the trio were very happy as they were thinking of what they will do separately in this new world they would be visiting. 

"Well now that we have permission to go I will first send a scout ahead of us to know where we should go." Kimimaro said as he can't just say he knows the whole layout of the world without having knowledge. Kimimaro however didn't send his clone to the timeline they were going to but to one way before that timeline. He wanted to meet the legendary Kaguya. Another important fact was that it wasn't his clone going but himself, the real Kimimaro that if dead would despawn the space and his clones. 

Kimimaro finding the time be wanted to go in entered the portal quickly. 

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AN: well this quarantine made me believe I would have have more time to write however it hasn't really gone that way and I have just become more lazy. I will bring out at least one chapter a week tho. Well that links for reading.

I’m considering this series as practice for me now and see what I like. I’ll end up writing a more better story later but I’d like if you guys give suggestions on what I can fix up on anything that I’ve messed up on like if I miss stuff in writing even if little, as I’d like to improve.

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