Just realized something so a story shall unfold

Chen Jianfeng pointed at the mouth of the bottle and blew a few sips before putting down the bottle.

"call--"

He spit out a turbid breath.

It has been nearly two months since he killed Wen Zilong.

During these two months, he lived on alcohol daily.

Parents and children couldn't stand him and had moved to another yard.

His wife also persuaded him at the beginning, but after a long time, he couldn't persuade him, and he simply followed his father and mother to live.

So he is alone at home.

He blew two more times, then turned on the TV, leaning his back on the sofa, resting his feet on the coffee table, and pressing the remote control without aim.

Wen Zilong was already full of blood at this time, like an eight-month pregnant woman.

The stomach will be swollen after sucking it again.

So he suspended blood-sucking.

But watching Chen Jianfeng drinking and watching TV here, so happy, Wen Zilong was very unhappy.

It killed me and caused my parents to wash their faces with tears all day. Are you happy here?

I do n't agree!

Thinking of this, Wen Zilong flew on the coffee table in front of him while Chen Jianfeng was not paying attention to watching TV.

On the coffee table was a small sip of wine that Chen Jianfeng had accidentally spilled.

Wen Zilong crawled through the wine for a moment, dipping his body and six legs with wine.

Then crawl around on the coffee table.

He wanted to crawl out of a "Chen Jianfeng, I am your grandma".

But that is not very elegant. As a new mosquito with only ideals, morality, culture and discipline, how can he do such a thing?

Of course, the main reason is because there are too many words. When should I climb?

After thinking for a while, he began to crawl slowly.

The first ear is not very smooth, and the straight line is as **** as the woman's S curve.

But when the first "Chen" was climbed, it was much smoother.

After climbing the second "Jian" word, he became more proficient and climbed much faster.

But when he climbed the word "jian", he found something.

He accidentally saw Chen Jianfeng's name on the contract beside the sofa. The word "jian" he crawled out was not the word "sword".

How does this work?

The first time I met, I climbed a typo, and the first impression was not very good.

So, Wen Zilong dipped some wine again, and climbed a slash on the word "jian".

Then continue to climb.

Chen Jianfeng moved his eyes from the TV to the wine bottle at this time, and poured another bite of wine.

When putting the bottle, I accidentally found a winged spider on the coffee table.

He looked around, and the broom was still far away.

He immediately took off the slippers and instinctively wanted to shoot it.

But at this moment, he found the writing on the table.

Chen Jian (with a slash) Jian Feng.

Behind the handwriting, the winged spider continued to crawl backwards.

Chen Jianfeng was surprised.

The flying spider is amazing enough.

Now this flying spider can write?

And also know that the writing is wrong, crossed out rewriting?

This Nima ...

"Drunk? I must be drunk."

Chen Jianfeng smiled self-deprecatingly, rubbed his eyes, and continued to look at the coffee table.

I saw that the winged spider continued to crawl, climbing out the last two words-fortunately.

Connected together is:

Chen Jian (with a slash) Jian Feng, thank you.

"How can this be!?"

Chen Jianfeng's shock was no small matter.

Flying spider?

Can you still write?

And the meaning is so clear! ?

Isn't this too exaggerated?

Doesn't it mean that animals can't become fine after Jianhua?

"No ... it must be drunk, mom ..."

While talking, Chen Jianfeng groped out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened the camera function, and took pictures.

"If ... it's drunk ... wake up tomorrow ... there must be no photos ... hehe ..."

Click--

Take a picture and drink a few more sips of wine.

In less than a moment, his face was flushed, his tongue straight, and he fell asleep.

Wen Zilong was also a little breathless at this time.

After crawling a few words, he was so tired that he almost broke his waist.

The body and legs are dipped in wine crawling words, it is really tired.

It is very difficult to communicate with people like this.

Would n't it be very difficult to make clear what I meant to make Chen Jianfeng lose money, and to find out the truth behind it?

It seems that we need to evolve into a new species as soon as possible. At that time, we might be able to communicate with humans through another method.

Thinking of this, Wen Zilong once again landed on Chen Jianfeng, bracing his already exploding body, and sucking a few more blood, then he found a safe corner and began to fall asleep.

It was only while sleeping that Wen Zilong had not been sleeping well.

He always felt that there was danger in the room on the left.

...

Chen Jianfeng slept like this until he woke up until 12 noon the next day.

During this period Wen Zilong bit him again.

After waking up, Chen Jianfeng turned on his mobile phone as usual and looked at the time.

Then unlock it and want to make a call to his son.

However, after taking photos last night, I fell asleep, so after unlocking, the phone remained on the camera.

He saw a spider with wings on the small pattern beside him.

In doubt, I clicked on it.

At first glance, I was amazed.

I saw a spider with wings stopped on the coffee table.

Next to it, there is a line:

Chen Jian (with a slash) Jian Feng, thank you.

Seeing this picture, Chen Jianfeng rubbed his eyes in disbelief, then looked at the phone again.

I saw that the words were clearly displayed there.

He quickly sat up again and looked at the coffee table.

The handwriting on the coffee table was naturally already dried, but it still left faint traces.

Although it is not clear, it is definitely a trace of Chinese characters.

This surprised him.

A spider that can write?

what's the problem?

And the egg-sized pimples of his own body, is it that the spider made it?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly searched for the traces of spiders.

However, the place where Wen Zilong hid was so hidden that he could not find it at all.

But he was not disappointed.

This spider must be able to write its own name, it must be very interesting. Then he will definitely find himself again.

Thinking of this, he poured out the remaining half a bottle of wine.

Then holding the phone, sitting on the sofa, waiting for the spider to arrive.

After a while, Wen Zilong also woke up.

Feeling a little hungry, he flew out of his hiding place while yawning.

Seeing Chen Jianfeng staring at the coffee table motionlessly, holding a mobile phone in his hand.

He already understood Chen Jianfeng's intention.

He was also polite, first stabbed a few times on Chen Jianfeng's back neck, after sucking up his blood, this stopped on the coffee table.

Chen Jianfeng was so painful that he stung, and pulled off his collar, constantly searching for his own things.

But at this moment, he found that a winged spider was crawling forward step by step on the coffee table.

He couldn't care about the pain anymore and quickly grabbed his phone and started to take pictures.

After about five minutes, the three characters were finally crawled out.

When Chen Jianfeng saw these three words, the mobile phone in his hand was not stable, and fell to the ground with a snap.

He saw the whole person like a ghost, and quickly shrunk on the sofa.

The 1.8-meter body looks like 1.8-meter.

I saw three words on the coffee table:

Wen Zilong!

Wen Zilong regenerates a small mosquito, but has a dragon dream.

By swallowing other creatures, they continue to evolve and gain the ability of these creatures.

Gecko genes can be extracted to regenerate limbs; Viper genes can be extracted to obtain venom capability; bat genes can be extracted to obtain ultrasonic attack; dinosaur egg genes can be obtained to obtain the power of Tyrannosaurus rex; dragon genes can be extracted to grow into a master-level dragon.

The whole world will be dominated by me!

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With the admirable mutated Chicken safe in the cell, he will be able to experiment on the three remaining Rats that have never been tested on before. There is no reason to leave this experiment for later. There is enough space for more, however experimenting on them now will mean that he will have to wait to work on this again in January.

He has tested what external parts of a Demon can do to a Rat and a Chicken come to think of it, after consumption. But what if they test the consumption of internal organs on fresh Rats?

As a base of these completely different tests, he has chosen to let the Rats consume Demon Liver, Demon Lung and Demon Heart. What will happen after consumption? Well there is only one way to figure it out.

"Alama, can you write this down please?" King Michael asked, after spending half an hour admiring the Chicken. It is fair to say that Alama got jealous about it just a tad bit.

"Are you sure? Or do you need a moment alone with your little girlfriend there?" She joked around of course, but it is still a bit jealous.

"Hehehe." He giggled a tad bit and added, "Don't worry, this is just a work relationship."

"I beg to differ. But what should I write?" She finally got to the point of experimenting, hoping to get his attention away from the mutated Chicken.

"Demon Liver, fresh Rat as the Consumer." He specified with short phrases, at least both of them will be able to understand it if they look over it a month or a year from now.

King Michael dropped the rotten smelly Demon Liver through the little cage, witnessed the Rat rush to consume it once it figured out that it is food. It barely took a few seconds for the mutation to follow, King Michael figures that the mutation follows the second after the meat reaches the Consumer's stomach.

What they witnessed now, rather interesting. He actually feels happy that the mutation turned out this way, although pretty much useless in many aspects. The Rat grew horns above its head, nothing beautiful like Deer Antlers either. They just look like pure typical Demon Horns.

Black in colour and with a curve in the middle which makes the horns point slightly inwards towards each other. These Horns aren't tremendously big either, by that I mean they did not grow half a foot long. They are just big enough to fit the Rat's head perfectly, and really are just a couple of inches long.

"Fascinating, random at best but fascinating." He spoke with a mild tone, eyebrows raised trying to figure out how a Demon Liver leads to a head mutation.

To make this experiment a tad bit more interesting, it seems like the Rat's aggression has multiplied by an unpredictable amount. It is hitting the Cage with all its force, although ineffective against metal, it feels like this little fellow can pierce flesh.

"Write this down Miss. Alama." The King requested, not even bothering to look back since he knows that the Guards are still protecting her just in case the Chicken gets out of Control.

Seeing that she hasn't spoke, signifying that she is ready to hear him out, the King continued. "Result, 2 inch Horns on its head and a massively increased aggression, demonic craze is a possible side effect." Obviously with such a result he will never test this on a Human, but it is good that they found out about it before time instead of letting a Human randomly consume Demon Liver.

"Done and done professor, shall we move to the next experiment?" She joked around, but to King Michael it feels like a sweet light melody. One because she has an amazingly soft tone, two because she isn't holding him back with pointless questions and conversations.

"Yes my assistant." He teased back, and could already feel the grumpy glare of being called an assistant considering that she literally is an investor.

He moved on to the next Rat, at the second cage and dropped in the Demon Lung in there. The Rat consumed it as if it was told, and the result although not the most interesting so far, it sure came out unexpected like everything else in this experimental log. "Demon Lung, Fresh Rat as the Consumer." 

The Rat's pink tail grew almost triple in size, stretching a foot long now. The Rat doesn't seem to have it difficult on maneuvering the tail though, meaning it isn't dragging it behind.

The Rat can move the tail a few inches in front of its face, resembling some sort of attack? It isn't absolutely certain why it did this activity. But the point is that the tail is bigger and stronger, furthermore it even uses the tail to hang on the ceiling of the little cage, much like a Bat.

"Well the results are definitely interesting although I don't know how it would turn out on another animal, nonetheless what would happen to a Human if one would consume it. We should figure it out for later. For now just write that the Result is a Foot long tail, strong and agile." Obviously he had a lot to say about this experiment but can't in no way figure out how to weaponize it, it definitely doesn't link with a longer life span either.

"Lets get it over with the third Rat already, those Demon Carcasses are smelling worse by the passing day!" Alama complained, saying what the Guards never could have.

"You're right, you're right about the stench. Next time we will get nose plugs or anything like that, the smell tends to tamper with concentration a bit." King Michael protected her word, although in a small little aspect it felt like the word was against him.

"Write this down and we can be done for the month. Demon Heart, Fresh Rat as the consumer." When he is talking about a Fresh Rat, he of course means one that never has been mutated.

He tosses the small bit of Demon Heart meat in the Cage and prepares for the worst, hearing the story of the past Electus it never is a good idea to eat a Heart, especially if that Heart belongs to someone or something unusual.

"Write this down, write this down, write this down." A tone repeated, but it wasn't King Michael nor the four people behind him!!!

They all were left in shock, and for a break of a second thought that a Ghost walked in the room and was mocking the King. The tone, squeaky and medium but it resembles Human language.

"By the love of Sources and the God above them, this Rat is speaking!" King Michael panicked, but also felt amazed about this amazing discovery!

"Speaking speaking speaking speaking speaking speaking speaking speaking speaking speaking." The Rat continuously repeated, as if it was broken or anything similar to that.

"Cross that, I think it has just attained tone mimicry. Possible intelligence boost could be a side effect, be sure to write that down." His enthusiasm met a horrendous nudge down, at one second he thought that he figured out how to make Rats talk and now he understood that it is but a pale imitation.

Right after Alama wrote it down, more surprises came in this very room, well technically from an external source. My point is, a Guard rushed in the room in the lookout for the King.

"Sire, there are over 600 people walking towards our Domain!" The Guard spoke without asking for permission, gasping for air obviously because he ran here.

"Do they seem threatening?" King Michael swiftly asked, fearing that this situation can turn for the worse. How much sacrifices were made to finish off 800 enemies in Pameres Kingdom? Gaster Kingdom would not stand a chance at the moment.

"We are not sure, they are over half a kilometer far. All our Platoons are out in the open in aims of withstanding the possible threat. There was some talk that these people have black helmets." The Guard specified bit by bit as much one could under breath.

...

Flying over the wall to check on the situation, King Michael spotted this mass population. They don't seem like Soldiers, although he could see all the Black Dots from this distance.

Afterwards, interesting enough he saw four people of this group blasting Fire from their feet and flying up, they have likely noticed the King flying.

These approachers are obviously Fire Manipulators, so he has much hesitation to shoot them down considering the fact that how rare they are. However he can take them if things turn out for the worst, as long as all four of them aren't Grand Masters.

A minute after, he could recognize familiar faces more and more. A little boy, with short hair as dark as coal along with a kind face. This for sure is Eric and it only took the King seconds to recognize him after they got close enough.

As for another familiar face, this old man with a short black beard beneath his chin, and a Hat over his head surely to hide some bald spots. This is indeed Mogranius, and the King could practically sense the sarcasm.

In mid air, the King decided to exchange some dialogue along with a warm welcome after he sighed in relief. "Welcome, looks like you made some new friends." Of course here he is referring to the lady Fire Blasters here, Dilli and Osira.

Eric's hands dug in a Black Wolf's chest for the sake of self defense, a Fireball howled from his palms after out of pure fear, splitting the Wolf in half! That's where his Destiny began!

Fire? Ice? What's one magic when Eric as the Electus can use all 8? At the end of the day, what is magic? Is it really magic? Do Demons have anything to do with this?

Continent of Ignis! Going through racial cleansing, land wars, an economical collapse too! But it's still nothing compared to the "Peaceful" Demons who want Ignis and the rest of the 13 Continents gone, tearing their way through everything to achieve their goal!

Eric, is the only being powerful enough to put an end to this madness!






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-This book series will stretch over 40 Volumes(2,500+ Chapters), that's the minimum guarantee from me as the Author.
-I can't predict with 100% accuracy from now but my goal is to reach 100 Volumes (5,000+ Chapters) with this series, and considering how many ideas I've already written down there is a 70% possibility of reaching this goal or go beyond it. Not to mention anything slightly less than the goal, the possibilities just rise!




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"You've come all the way here to find me just for Ms. Lin?"
"Did you think it's for you? Surnamed Qi, do you know how to write the words 'one-sided thinking'?" Tang Chen did not give him any face at all.
Qi Junze's smile remained unchanged, as if he was really conversing with an old friend he hadn't met for a long time. There was no smell of gunpowder between the talks. 
"It looks like the rumor's correct. You really do like her."
"Yes."
At the mention of Lin Wanwan, Tang Chen's cold and stern eyes turned soft again. Even the corner of his lips could not help but curve upward.
"It's love at first sight, full-of-admiration at the second, and it-must-be-her-I-marry at the third."
This was almost exactly the same as what Lin Wanwan had said earlier.
Their hearts were really closely linked.
Qi Junze sat upright slightly. The light reflected on the spectacle lenses blocked out the storm in his eyes.
"Tangtang, it can be said that you have been flirtatious these past few years. I have never seen you reluctant to part with any woman before. What exactly is it about her that attracted you?" 
What was it?
Even after thinking for a while, Tang Chen was also still confused.
He shrugged his shoulders. "Who knows? Maybe it's because she's pretty. After all, I've always been a commoner who's attracted by looks."
"There are quite a few beautiful women in this world."
Tang Chen raised his eyebrows. The image of Lin Wanwan riding a bike and leaping across the ditch with him formed in his mind.
"She has guts."
"As gutsy as Luo Bin?"
Luo Bin was Qi Junze's female hand. Her level of pervertedness did not pale in comparison to Qi Junze's. She was very gutsy as well.
Tang Chen gave Qi Junze a side glance. The intent to murder was hidden under his half-laughing expression.
"Surnamed Qi, even if you criticize Lin Wanwan for being so completely useless that even I can't say what her pros are, I'm not interested in anyone else but her! Quickly bring me to see her!"
Qi Junze said, "What if I have already killed her?"
Tang Chen's face sank completely. "Then I'll definitely make you wish you were dead!'
His intent to murder was very clear in every word.
Qi Junze looked straight at Tang Chen's cold expression and slowly smiled.
Regardless of how one looked at it, this smile was full of bloodthirstiness. 
He was about to say something when Tang Chen stood up and leisurely headed outside. 
"However, you wouldn't dare to kill her. Lin Wanwan is my weakness. If you want to continue our cooperation, you should help me protect her together. If not…"
Tang Chen turned back. He pretended not to see the gloom in Qi Junze's eyes and curved his lips. It was so evilly charming that it was hair-raising, and yet it was so dangerous that it sent chills all over.
"As long as I live, don't even think about having peace!"
Qi Junze was silent for a short while. Then, he suddenly laughed out loud.
He slowly walked over to Tang Chen. He placed a hand on his shoulder and pressed down hard!
"Tangtang, don't you understand me well? I have no intention of using Ms. Lin to threaten you. I just feel that she's very interesting and especially invited her over to be a guest."
Tang Chen swept his hand away. He didn't believe even one word of his nonsense. 
"I'll bring you to see her now." Qi Junze didn't mind Tang Chen's bad attitude. It was as if his mood became better all of a sudden, and he took the lead to step out.
After passing by several corridors, both of them stopped at the lounge Lin Wanwan was in.
"Yes… Oh…"
As they walked to the room door, they could faintly hear moaning sounds from inside.
Tang Chen stopped in his tracks. He shot daggers at Qi Junze.
"What kind of look is that?" Qi Junze had an innocent look on his face. "In order to entertain her, I served her the finest tea and the most superior desserts. I even got two beautiful ladies to serve her. According to her request, I even found the strongest man from my men to relieve Ms. Lin's emptiness and loneliness."
He leaned closer to Tang Chen and said happily, "Believe me, she's very happy right now."


Lin Wanwan is a pitiful mentally-disabled girl. Not only does she suffer abuse from her stepmother, her stepmother even attempts to use her as a sexual commodity to pleasure others. Eventually, the poor Wanwan dies from an overdose…

Perhaps a god or a devil had witnessed her tragic fate, but Wanwan gets a brand new chance at life—an external soul takes over her body and gains Wanwan's memories.

The resurrected Lin Xiao swears to seek revenge for Wanwan.

Having witnessed Wanwan's death and resurrection process, Tang Chen is intrigued by the changes she undergoes. When he tries to cheat Wanwan to gain possession of her, a knight descends from the sky and saves her. He allows her to seek his help thrice.

Just who is this mysterious knight?

The revived Wanwan demonstrates her astounding talent and intelligence. Not only does she leave her enemies helpless against her, but she also becomes a celebrity who sweeps through the entertainment industry. Who exactly is she?

When Wanwan interacts more with the knight, she realizes that he is actually a devil…

"From this moment forth, every inch of your body is mine. Resistance is futile."

He had descended like Satan, wantonly occupying her body and mind…

It's fine. Even if he's the devil, he would still be trampled beneath her feet.

|Slight NSFW Mention|



 
 
He awoke to the smell of gorse.
 
 
A sweet coconut-y smell that reminded him of island winds. Palm trees that sway over him and the sun that painted the sea. He opened his eyes to find that the sun was still asleep beside him. As mesmerizing as she always was, as bright, as beautiful. He let her burn into his irises. Too afraid to look away. This was just too good to be real, she was just too good to be real. To be here, existing beside him- laying beside him. And he wanted to bask in that fantasy for a little bit longer. Before life could be dark and grey again. ~ He needed this moment engrained into his memory. 

He let his eyes tangle themselves into her hair. Thick curls that curved as themselves, pleasantly rounding into her face. He noticed the lack of smoke and reminded himself to write that down later. It was an emotion-based semi-quirk that only reacted to conscious feeling. It made her an open book if you paid attention enough. He loved that about her.

He watched as her hair poured onto her shoulder, some of it spilling into the crook of her neck. The same neck he imagined his lips pressed against some nights. His teeth grazing against her skin as she shivers. Leaving purple love letters to read when the morning came again. He held his breath when his eyes flickered down to her torso. Her shirt had lifted a bit in the night. Not enough to see her bare breasts but enough to get a good glimpse of her stomach and everything underneath.

Her training was paying off and it showed. Slight indentations in her smooth skin that lined a subtle print of muscle. He thought it did good complimenting the dip in her waist. A dip that rose into a pleasant curve. He thought about the way her hips would feel in his hands. How perfectly they'd fit in them. How they'd curve around his torso as she pulled him in. He let his eyes kiss the gentle crease in her thigh leading to her underwear, and what little it covered. 

It was a pretty lewd thought but he couldn't help but think that his head would fit there perfectly. Rightfully. Tongue tracing the patterns in the fabric. How her love would seep through the material for him. His spit and her nectar brewing a divine elixir. It was weird. He had never taken himself for the worshipping type until he had met her. But he supposed it was always there. How he worshipped All Might and all other heroes alike. It would only be natural to double in intensity with the woman whom he adored. A woman who he saw as a hero. A woman he knew he could be a hero too as well. "A hero's hero." It had a nice ring to it.

Glimpsing at the clock behind her head, he sighed. He didn't want this to be over. But they had school today, and she'd probably be upset if he made her late. 

Letting his palm press against her shoulder, he shook her gently. "Hey, it's time to wake up." He cooed. "Come on."

She nodded drowsily after a few shakes. "Mhm, I'm up."

He snickered at her. "Are you?"

She responded with a soft smile, hair that fizzled into smoke as she opened her eyes and reached for him. God, he was living a fantasy. 

Her gaze was so loving, so fondful; but it burned into him all the same. "I'm so glad you're still here."

"Where else would I be?"

She shrugged at that. Letting her fingertips glide across the veins in his extended arm. She was being so touchy and he loved it. "Thank you, by the way ~ for being here."

"Of course." He nodded. "Hey, and if it ever happens again, don't be afraid to call me. I'll be here. In a heartbeat." Was that laying it on too thick? He didn't want to sound too desperate. 

But the earnest look she gave him was reassuring, her voice sounding genuinely touched. "Honest?" Was this sort of compassion so new to her?

"Honest."

She got up at that. Taking a moment to raise her arms up in a groggy stretch. The way her shirt rose and her back slightly arched ~ The noise she made in response. It made him shudder. There is a god. He thought. There is a god, and she was magnanimous. 

"Hey, can I ask you a favor?"

She turned to him again, catching his eyes with hers. "Of course. Anything."

"Can we.... drop the formalities?"

"The formalities?"
 



"Yeah." He nodded. "Call me Izuku."

~


Just as quickly as it had started, the school day had come to an end. She was thankful for that. Mainly because sitting between Kaminari and Ashido throughout most of the day was a little tiresome (But she'd never tell them that. They saw her as a friend and she thought that was sweet. But they were loud and a little obnoxious ~ it gave her headaches. Maybe one day she'll address it.) But aside from that, all was swell and swimming. She was so happy when she got to see Dek- Izuku at lunch today. And he seemed to share that same excitement. He brought up her favorite hero and they talked until the bell rang ~ sharing the disappointment when they had to part ways. He promised she'd see him again before the day was over, today he had to talk with All Might about something. She was curious but she didn't prod, only saw him off when he stopped by the classroom doorway.

He did something before he left though.

He hugged her.

She could still feel the way his arms slowly coiled around her waist. The way he pulled her into him, all but their knees pressed together as he embraced her. And god the way his head sunk into the crook of her neck when she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Just the thought of his hot breath again her skin gave her goosebumps all over again. That wasn't a friendly hug. That was something else ~ something more intimate. 

"See you later, Izuku." 

She could feel his hold tighten at the sound of his first name. He let out a little groan that had her suppressing a shiver. "See you later, (Y/N)." 

Something much more intimate.

Grabbing her things out of her locker and neatly tucking it in her bag, she threw the strap over her shoulder. Pushing some of the smoke out of her face as she tossed the door shu-

"Jesus fuck, Bakugou!" She held her hand against her heart. "You scared the hell out of me! How long have you been standing there?!"

"Doesn't matter. ~ You doing anything today?"

"Am I...? No, not that I know of-"

"Train with me."

"Wha-"

"Hallway near the Rec. Room. Meet me there when you're ready. Don't take too long."

And then he just left her there without another word. Leaving her dumbfounded and a little embarrassed.

 


She didn't know why but apart of her hoped he hadn't seen that little exchange between her and Izuku.

[Go to Wikipedia and click on Random Article. Write about whatever the page you get.]

 Cool, an easy one.
 …
 Well, here's something I, and likely most of you reading this, have never heard of: Helicobacter anseris, a bacterium in the Helicobacteraceae family, Compylobacterales order. The article says it is "Gram-negative" and "microaerophilic", which I've also never heard of. However, and without looking it up, I'm pretty sure I know the parts of the word "microaerophilic". "micro" as in small, "aero" as in air, and "philic" as in liking something or being good with it. In this case, maybe liking air a little bit?
 *After looking it up*
 Okay, yeah, it means that whatever the word is being used to describe requires environments containing lower levels of oxygen than that are present in the atmosphere. Cool.
 Anyway, Helicobacter anseris is also "spiral to curve-shaped, being first isolated from the faeces of geese."
 Cool, cool… And there's basically no more information on it. Very short article.
 Heh heh, I might as well add to it:
 "The Helicobacter anseris bacterium is not known to infect humans, however, there have been six reported cases of it occurring with five of them being confirmed, the introduction to the bacterium being the accidental ingestion of geese faeces. In each case, the infected individual quickly developed symptoms that incapacitated them. Their nervous systems were attacked and limbs rendered almost useless. Yet, the bacterium stayed in the extremities of the body and did not spread to internal organs, baffling the doctors involved in inspecting the patients.
 Because the bacterium did not affect the internal organs, they did not spread to other people. However, had the bacterium been contagious, countless more would have become victims to the single-celled organisms because in none of the confirmed cases was the infected individual properly quarantined."
 Sounds convincing for something I wrote off the top of my head, eh?

365 days, 365 scenes.
Battles among supreme beings.
Poems about losing love.
Dragons showing mercy.
Kids stumbling upon magic.

This journey involves my answering of 365 creative writing prompts in a desperate bid to overcome my laziness.
The prompts come from https://thinkwritten.com/365-creative-writing-prompts/ and I write one a day.

THE SITUATION RIGHT NOW: I've gotten over the majority of my laziness. I'm unlikely to update this much. It's pretty much complete. The novel I'm working on is Dark Seas Leading Demise

It was dawn by the time Ushi returned home. He staggered into the house, drained from Leo's pressure, he had suffered a huge blow. The Su family was too powerful, his family was considered Nuevo rich. The Kim family only gained their fortune by the time his father was in his teens. They only had a few connections and relied heavily on their business partners. Kei had backed him into a corner and Ushi hated it.
Ushi had to think about his family and his love. He had given in to Kei's terms and conditions. He had to destroy his relationship with Kyomi in order for everyone to stay safe. He had to do it in a way that would cause her the most damage and report back to Kei. 
He hated how weak he was but there was nothing he could do. When the contract was given to him all he could do was stare. Kei reminded him what he could be losing if he didn't sign, with great difficulty Ushi signed a contract, he sold his soul. 
Without making a sound Ushi made his way to Kyomi's room. He opened the door silently then walked in. He stood before Kyomi and gently touched her face. Traces of tears still clung to her eyelashes. With trembling lips Ushi placed a kiss on Kyomi's forehead. He wished time would stand still because the moment she woke up their lives would change. He left the room with silent tears spilling from his eyes.
True to his word, Ushi started to distance himself from Kyomi. However he never thought the Kyomi would come up with a convenient excuse. It killed him that he used all his free time to study but if he could take over his father's company and make it grow in a few years time he could challange Kei on equal grounds. 
Almost every night Kyomi would come to his room to bring him a snack. The moment she entered he would become self conscious. He would continue to write but it would be nothiung related to his studies. He noted every little detail about Kyomi, listen to her breathing and soft movements. He often found it hard to hold back his urge to talk to her, even acknowledge her existence. For months Ushi lived in torture but Kei was true to his word, Ushi's loved ones were left alone.
Ushi's marks sky rocketed. He was making a bigger name for himself in school and soon he started to submit business propositions to his father's company. Their wealth and power were slowly growing. His father was ecstatic that Ushi had taken an interest in the company and even took the initiative to educate himself to take over. Everything was peaceful. 
Until one day Ushi received an unmarked letter. It horrified him as it was laying in the middle of his desk. None of the servents brought it into his room nor was in within the mail that was picked up. With trembling hands Ushi opened the letter. To his horror there were detailed plans on how Kim Enterprises was going to be taken down. Names of people who were secretly working for the Su family were placed on the board of directors, pictures of his parents having illicit affairs and pictures of Ushi cheating and bribing people.
Ushi felt sick. He never cheated or bribed anyone, he also believed his parents were honourable people. If his pictures were doctored then his parents could have been too. However there was a chance that it could be true. Ushi started to go insane. He flipped over the letter and in big bold writing was written 24 hours you know what to do. Ushi felt sick. There was never a time line written in the contract but Kei was playing dirty to get Ushi to do his bidding.
At that moment Kyomi walked in. Ushi hid the letter in his drawer. He was an emotional mess and Kyomi was his only life line at that moment. He cracked. He couldn't hold back anymore, he lost his mind and he did something stupid. He never wanted to be that intimate with Kyomi until he settled everything but he needed to feel her warmth, her love to stay sane.
He looked at Kyomi's sleeping face and sighed. He grabbed his phone and texted Kei. Wait to hear news. Then he opened his web search and looked up the last thing he thought he would do. Ushi didn't sleep. He spent the remaining bight trying to memorize every line and curve on Kyomi's face. When Kyomi started to stir Ushi got up and jumped into the shower.
When everyone was down for breakfast he announced his intentions of forgoing the University exams and going straight to the army to complete his conscription. Then he broke up with Kyomi in front of his family and it practically killed him. It wasn't what he wanted to do, he wanted to stall but time was not on his side.
Ushi's father called him to the study and Ushi readily obliged. He couldn't stomach what he had done to Kyomi and needed to escape. "What are you doing?!" His father spat. Ushi just looked at his father with cold, indifferent eyes. "Protecting the ones I love." He said before leaving the study. 
Ushi's father chased after him as Ushi took long, powerful strides towards his room. He started to pack his bags. "Ushi!" Mr. Kim hissed. Ushi yanked open his drawer and grabbed the letter. He pressed it against his father's chest, giving him an even colder glare before returning to his packing. Ushi's father looked at the letter and paled. "Ushi this isn't true." Mr. Kim started to explain. 
"Save it!" Ushi growled. "I can't stay and now you know why. Protect each other, I can't come back." Ushi said as his shoulders started to shake. Ushi's father walked up to Ushi and placed his forehead against the back of Ushi's head. "I'm so sorry Ushi." He whispered.
....
Ushi straightened out his uniform and cleaned up his face in his private bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror. He saw that being in the army had toughened him up incredibly, all traces of his boyish good looks had disappeared. Now a stoic man stood there staring back at him. Ushi couldn't stomach the look in this man's eyes. He punched the mirror. It shattered under his fist, a great number of glass pieces indented and created multiple images of the now matured Ushi.
Ushi clicked his tongue and walked out the door. "Kei, I hope your ready for me now." He said darkly as he walked out of his destroyed office.


First Arc:

"Don't leave me! Just look at me and stay awake!" Words that haunted Ariana's dreams for as long as she remembered. Dying in the arms of her lover as they both are surrounded and engulfed in flames. 

However Ariana's quirks never stopped her from living her life. Her journey starts from when her adoptive mother sells her at the tender age of 12, afraid that she was stealing her adoptive father's love. A blow to her head unlocks her past life's memories and life skills. 

Any object she touches relating to her past life unlocks her past skills and education. Using her memories she changes the brothel she's sold to into a maid cafe, and slowly changes her community. 

While creatures called Lumas are born from her powers to protect Ariana but who are the Lumas really protecting? Especially when she gets her period on her 13th birthday and it morphs her into a humanoid garnet dragon.

Second Arc:

In a world full of magic, beast men, warriors, adventurers and elementals could there really be something more frightening then a girl with mixed blood? Garnet dragon, child of the jewel eyed priestess and the soul of someone who was summoned from Earth.

Ariana is fully awoken to who she is and has started her life in St. Verusha Academy as their perfect score student. She will have to grow into the young lady she wants to be while trying to unravel the mysteries of her life. 

With the help of Cayden, her childhood friend and the the Lumas, Ariana will discover the roads she can walk down. The only problem is will she choose destruction or human evolution? Love or world dominance? Revenge or forgiveness? Or will she allow her human mind and heart to be devoured by the darkness inside of her because of a massive betrayal from the one person she thought meant the most to her?

To be honest, she was thinking that if she couldn't stand it, she would stab her own body with a knife. She could not imagine how humiliating it would be to hand herself over to him. She wished she could die just by thinking that something like that might happen.
So her mood at that time was not without fear. Later, while still in a daze, she was held in his arms, smelling the familiar smell. She even had a moment to be thankful: fortunately, it was him and not someone else.
After all, he was her deskmate for some time, not a random unknown guy. And he did not disgust her.
But it didn't mean anything.
On the contrary, when he tossed her around, it was really too hard for her to retaliate properly. She didn't suffer losses, but it didn't mean that she's unreasonable. Third Prince was still quite competent as an antidote. Helian Wei Wei thought that she could not meet anyone she liked here anyway. She had never fancied anyone in her previous life, so she would just do it with him anyway.
On the contrary, Baili Jia Jue looked at her with some interest. Having seen what kind of character she was, he would not ask her to be shy and nervous but talked with her openly about the conditions of their marriage.
People who didn't know think that she's really a woman who didn't obey the rules of womanly virtues.
Perhaps only he knew what this little ruffian looked like in bed.
It was clear that nobody knew anything at all that she was like a piece of paper tiger with her shouts.
Teaching tigers was very interesting. Especially teaching her.
Baili Jia Jue drew out a trace of evil in his eyes and sat beside her. His long legs slightly overlapped each other and his tone faint, "You truly should accept your situation."
"What to do if I don't accept it, kill you?" Helian Wei Wei withdrew her hands and yawned indifferently. She said lazily, "Or will crying and screaming make you take responsibility? It's a dazzling world with myriad temptations. What's wrong with it? Besides, my ambition is not here."
Ambition, huh. Baili Jia Jue felt that this little girl, who acted recklessly, always spoke differently from others. "What is your ambition? "
"I want to be the richest person in the world." Helian Wei Wei talked about her dream spiritedly. Her eyes were bright.
Baili Jia Jue poured cold water on her ambition calmly. "That means having more money than this prince. Are you sure you can do it?"
Helian Wei Wei choked up. But then she continued smiling. "How do you know if you don't try?"
Unexpectedly, Baili Jia Jue ignored her provocation. He pointed at her head with his long fingers. His cold expression was like looking at a fool. "Helian Wei Wei, do you have tofu dregs instead of a brain inside your head? Aren't you now the richest princess in the world? What's the difference between that and the richest person?"
Helian Wei Wei was stunned, she did not think about this problem.
Baili Jia Jue looked at her expression. The irony became more and more obvious.
Because when they discussed the contract before, one of His Highness' promises was to let her take charge of his estate.
She had forgotten the whole thing.
However, there's a difference.
For example, sooner or later she would leave the palace. Wouldn't she have to return it all when the time comes?
In the matter of money, it was useless to depend on anyone. She still had to depend on herself.
"As for the rest." Baili Jia Jue rapped the roll of paper in his hands. "Why didn't you read these two documents before you speak?"
Helian Wei Wei wondered if it was worth reading. She had asked for two copies, one of which was still in her own hands, just because she was afraid there were some mistakes in it.
Still, she smoothed out the roll of papers. Mm, there's no problems with several of those points.
"Here." The man's arm turned and pointed to the marital obligation, on clause seventh. "Look carefully."
The husband and wife have no obligation to … stop?!
When she was filling in the forms, she clearly didn't write the word "stop"!
Now with that one word added at the end of the sentence, the context became totally different!
Helian Wei Wei winced and looked back at Baili Jia Jue. She didn't have to wonder whose masterpiece it was. "Your Highness really overturned my impression of you. The end justifies the means."
While saying that, she laughed, picked up the agreement, and tore the paper into pieces. "In that case, we have nothing to talk about."
It was her action that made Baili Jia Jue's eyes turn cold in an instant.
He looked at the paper that bind them together. His eyes darkened and filled with layer upon layers of rage.
"Did I say that I am a good person?" "He slowly began to unroll his sleeves. His face was still as beautiful as an ice sculpture, and even the tone of his voice was cold. However, his action seemed too aggressive.
This made Helian Wei Wei be on guard. She took a dagger out.
But he took hold of her wrist and pushed her on top of his knees with that strength.
"From the very beginning, this prince has been thinking about how to make your two restless claws to be still." The man whispered from behind her, his hot breath hit her ears. "At last this prince found out, it's pretty good this way."
Helian Wei Wei bit her thin lower lip tightly. Helian Wei Wei knew it this time that His Highness had a big appetite.
Otherwise, it was impossible to control a man like him.
So she coincidentally was on top of the muzzle of a gun. He really was a self-centred show-off!
Before Helian Wei Wei had finished slandering him in her heart, her sensitive softness which was covered by clothes was suddenly kneaded. The strength was neither light nor heavy, but it was her fatal point.
A familiar feeling of numbness made her straighten her neck. However, she didn't make any sound. She even bit her thin lips until they were white, but she still refused to show weakness.
Baili Jia Jue was watching her with sinking eyes. His hands felt a little heavier.
Outside, the servants did not dare to come in at all, but Helian Wei Wei could still hear the footsteps coming from time to time. It made her even more nervous, fearing that anyone would see her in this current situation.
In fact, at this point, it was totally over-thinking on Helian Wei Wei's part. With Third Royal Highness such a vicious person, how could he let others see her like this?
He was just admiring her since the way she looked yesterday was filling his mind….
The soaked wedding dress outlined an almost perfect curve of her delicate body, from the delicate neck to the smooth sloping shoulders. Continuing downward, she had lithe and slender waist and limbs, then a pair of long, fair legs...
Everything was fine, except for one small defect. In those two misty pair of eyes, there was no regard for him.
Like how she could chat about a contract so indifferently with him right now.
But it's also because she never took him seriously…


She, a 21st century mercenary queen, had crossed over into a tragically betrayed body of a waste. Waste? She will show them what it means to be a waste!
Betrayed? With the Ancient Manual in her hands, she will astonish all the despicable men and cheap women!
Wait! Didn’t everyone say that she was an evil woman which everyone feared? Why is his Third Highness, full of mystery and charisma, so interested in her?

Some of the authors who write their stories in Webnovels are below twenty years of age. This is also the reason why it is very common for them to talk about mangas, manhwa, novels, anime, and many other things that teenagers talk about.

As you may already know, some of the stories that you read in this platform were inspired by them. Perhaps in the future, one of you will also write a story of your own, and inspire others to write theirs as well.

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Namake: S̶t̶e̶i̶n̶s̶;̶g̶a̶t̶e̶ ̶w̶a̶s̶ ̶t̶r̶a̶s̶h̶ ̶c̶h̶a̶n̶g̶e̶ ̶m̶y̶ ̶m̶i̶n̶d̶

Murakami: Hnnn, I'm too lazy. It can stay trash

Namake: lol

Sleepteddy: Me too.

Rianolinon: I'll change your mind!

Namake: It was fine after episode 13.

Rianolinon: I've never watched it before.

Namake: But 1-13 was so bad.

Murakami: Yeah.

HavenlyJeep: How about terror in resonance.

Namake: It left a bitter taste in my mouth for the rest.

Murakami: First couple of eps had a steep learning curve.

Namake: Like I don't even mind learning curve, but it wasn't enough to keep me interested.

Murakami: Oof.

Namake: I dropped and restarted it 4 times.

Murakami: I mostly watched it for mayuri.

[A/N: I see you're a man of Tuturu as well.]

Murakami: Tuturuu.

Namake: Cause people kept telling me it was worth it.

Sleepteddy: How can Elyon stay so long in VC?

[A/N: Ah~ those were dark and difficult times when I was still new in discord and didn't know how to leave the voice channel.]

Rianolinon: I mean staying in a vc isn't hard. Join VC and go to sleep. 

Alison35: Nocti! Are you busy these days? Or did your school reopen? *sparkle emoticon*

Namake: @Alison35 She's on a plane right now to South Korea. Her school's done for the time being.

HavenlyJeep: Oof. I think its because it was from VN that the turning point is a bit far than normal shows @Namake

Murakami: Oof, her school isn't done yet tho?

Alison35: Oh yeah! I forgot a trip with her mother. *sparkle emoticon*

Cel_T: *sparkle emoticon*

Murakami: She still has this week.

Namake: @HavenlyJeep that would explain it. I hate VNs So naturally I would hate a show based on one.

Murakami: Oof. Did you watch F/SN?

Namake: Hated it Lol.

[A/N: Somewhere in the internet FSN fans are searching for Namake's home address.]

Murakami: lol.

Namake: I mean it was ok.

Rianolinon: Fate series is weird.

Namake: But, like something was missing it felt wrong.

Murakami: It was from a VN as well.

Namake: And that explains it.

Murakami: It is wrong.

Namake: I always felt that anime had potential but was done wrong.

Murakami: They left out half the shit' that's supposed to be in it.

Namake: Ya.

Rianolinon: Fate series has good music though.

Namake: There was a lot of plot things that just kinda happened.

Murakami: like Shirou becoming archer but not rly.

HavenlyJeep: Arthur is a girl is wrong? @Murakami

Namake: and I was like "what?"

Murakami: and going to Avalon.

Murakami: @HavenlyJeep ? Arthur should only be female. No male Arthurs are allowed.

Rianolinon: I always die whenever I watched Fate Apoc.

Sleepteddy: *posted a 5 star review from one of his readers*

[This **** is addictive. 5 stars to the author, his story is well worth them. At least for now. May the Dark Gods of Inferno watch over you all.]

Namake: Congrats Teddy!

Sleepteddy: Thanks! It took me 18 chapters to get it.

Alison35: @Namake Let's light up the world! Sparkle time *sparkle emoticon* Congratulations Teddy!

Namake: *sparkle emoticon*

Murakami: But, Mordred is female as well.

Rianolinon: Exactly.

Murakami: But apparently Mordred is a result of incest cos Morgana forcefully took Arthur's s*m*n and had a baby using it.

Elyon: Here's the thing. 

Rianolinon: Elyon go sleep.

Elyon: There are a few titles out there that came from VN's. Clannad, Little Busters.

Rianolinon: Morgana the league character? Owo

Murakami: And don't ask why a female arthur has s*m*n. No, Morgana as in half-sister of Arthur.

Rianolinon: The theories are Merlin gave Arthur a thing using magic.

Murakami: That's not a theory. It's the lore.

Rianolinon: Same sh**

Murakami: Canon.

Elyon: Lmao actually, Lancelot was Mordred's father because Arthur's wife Guinevere likes the *Ahem*

[A/N: Believe me when I say that I don't know anything about King Arthur's lore. Just making things up during this convo.]

Murakami: No.

Elyon: Lmao.

Murakami: Mordred was conceived b4 that affair and Lancelot already has a son Galahad. Supposedly, the best knight of the round table.

Elyon: No.

Murakami: Which made Lancelot hate Arthur.

HavenlyJeep: U forgot my bro Gawain.

Elyon: It doesn't follow the script.

Murakami: I'm talking about the real legend. It's funny though Galahad sat on the burning chair.

Rianolinon: Burning chair?

Murakami: It was a chair that burnt the people who weren't supposed to sit on it.

HavenlyJeep: Aizen sama chair.

Elyon: I'd like to know the dimensions of the chair *thinking emoticon*

Rianolinon: So like a rightfully throne chair.

Murakami: And it was "supposedly" reserved for the best knight who outmatched even Arthur's skill.

Rianolinon: And he sat on it and died.

Murakami: Yes. No. He died cos Arthur was jealous and Galahad got sent to search for the Holy Grail.

Rianolinon: So, who was the best knight?

Murakami: Galahad.

Elyon: And so the Holy Grail War was born. *nods in appreciation*

Rianolinon: Okay. Anyway, back to what I was saying. You all left one important thing out.

Elyon: What did we forget cat goddess?

Murakami: That no-one cares?

Elyon: Don't make me stab you again.

Rianolinon: All sabers have yellow hair.

Elyon: No.

Murakami: Uh-huh. No they don't.

Rianolinon: Stop lying to yourself.

Murakami: But there is a thing called "Saber Face."

Rianolinon: Don't say I'm colorblind like what my child said to me. The Fedora was obviously orange, but he said it was red.

Murakami: It was red. It even had "red" in its name.

Rianolinon: It was orange >:C

Elyon: Just look at Atilla. She's saber class.

Rianolinon: Who the hell is Atilla?

Murakami: The Hun.

Rianolinon: I mean not Saber.

Murakami: Altera.

Rianolinon: Sh*t. What am I saying I meant the Ugh!!!??? I forgot the Fate Titles. Lancer has a blue hair guy. Berserker has black hair guy. Archer has white hair guy. Assassin I don't remember. 

Murakami: Rider.

Rianolinon: Purple hair I think. Caster has pink hair. Rider has pink hair
Astolfo is bae. What do u call the judge?

Murakami: Ruler

Elyon: Then we get Jean D' Arc.

Rianolinon: Yeah the ruler. The one thing that is useless.

Elyon: Damn I didn't get her in the Gacha it sucks at the beginning.

Rianolinon: Always ends up almost dying.

Elyon: I love Heracles, but If I were to choose between a Bulky Mad Man and Jean, I'd go for Jeane.

Murakami: lol

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