I feel lazy but at the same time bored, thus, just going to select from the comments of each chapter on what to write on the following chapter. I'd just start a topic. Then if the story deviates from the ongoing topic, I'd introduce a new topic. Not a "pro" author, just a really bored person that actually wants to write something but don't know how.

*did write something but was too embarrassed by it.... enough not to show it... thanks for the comments tho.

As the goblins brought back materials Marcus began to show them how to make building and huts. Two days later the small village was finished. 

The village had one longhouse and five huts it also had a 10-foot tall wall around the whole village.  
.......................

In a city just outside of the Forrest 

"Guild master a group of B ranked adventures went missing two days ago on a mission to hunt goblins in the forest."

"Hmm, send a group of S ranked adventures to go find them, how will that take." 

"It should only take them half a day to reach the area that they went missing in Sir."

"Good"
.......................

Back at the Goblin Cave 

Marcus decided to eat the human that he kill. It had been sitting out a few days but to a goblins tastebuds, it really didn't matter.

{User gained +10 to intelligence, the user can now evolve, User has one choice Royal Beast}

At first, Marcus felt guilty for eating a human but now he gained an evolution out of it he was overjoyed. Marcus didn't realize but over time he was slowly losing touch with his humanity. 

Marcus metal said, "Evolve". A few hours later he awoke to a new body 

{User gained + ten to all stats and +45 to strength) 

Marcus's new body was 7 foot tall and pick black. His horn where now about 3 inches thick and about a foot and a half long. His eyes were blood red and his teeth looked like they could slice through steal. His biggest change was now he didn't just have 2 arms but 4. 

As Marcus was checking out his new body he heard screams and a loud explosion from the entrance of his village. He rushed to where he heard the sound from and what he saw devastated him.  Three human stood there and wearing solid white clothing. 

That had already murdered around twenty or so of his goblins. This sent Marcus into a fiery rage. he rushed at them as he did he activated charge and aimed his horn at the weak looking humans. But what happened next scared the living shit out of Marcus. 

The human he charged at used one of his hand and grabbed Marcus by the throat and slammed him down on to the ground on his back sending a shock wave throughout the ground collapsing the building around the village leaving the in-house to be the lone standing building. 

"Such a week monster wants to attack me," said the human holding Marcus the throat. Marcus could feel that some of his bones had broken from being slammed down. 

The human lifted Marcus up and threw him into the cliff above the entrance of the cave. He threw Marcus with such force that it left him bedded in the wall. Marcus was so badly injured that all he could do was watch the humans destroy his new village and murderer his clansmen. 

One of the humans was a mage and blocked the entrance of the in-house trapping the goblins inside. He then started to light the longhouse on fire. Burning alive the goblins inside the other two were fighting with Gimp Gizmo and Yinyang. Well, you really couldn't call it a fight more like the cats playing with the mice. The one that through Marcus held gimp down and said "I see that you broke your arm you dirty orc, here let me help you with that" 

He reached down a ripped his arm off and threw it away into the forest. He then kicked him away to wallow in his misery. Yinyang And Gizmo were trying to fight the other on but he just kept blocking like he was being attacked by a fly. 

The other one went up to Gizmo and grabbed him by his through and held him down. 
"Wears the human that came through here two days ago, wear my SISTER!!!" 

"I'll never tell you, you disgusting human" 

"Alright" and he picked Gizmo up and tossed him under Marcus. 

Marcus couldn't just stand by and watch his clansmen die. He pulled his wrecked body out of the cliff and fell down on to the ground. He ran to Gimp and cared him back to Gizmo. 

"YinYang fall back now"

"Yes great one" 

YinYang jumped back next two next to Marcus 

"Guard them" Marcus motioned to Gizmo and Gimp. 

"Oh look the beats wants to protect its underlings, Treaton why don't you show this beast what's worse than death." 

"Yes my lord" 

The mage started to chant a dark and powerful word. Marcus could feel the power converging to the mage. A Giant Black portal began to form in front of the mage he then sent it forward and it sucked up Marcus, Gimp, Gizmo, and YinYang. 

Everything went black for Marcus and his group. When Marcus could finally see again everything was reddish and it was scorching hot. 

{User entered The Under World.} 

{Name: Marcus 
  Race: Royal Beast 
Level: 1
  Hp: 6/100
  Mp: 60/60
Strength: 118
Constitution:40
Defense:65
Dexterity:60
Intelligence:60
Charisma:20
Willpower:55
Points to spend: 7

Active skills: Weaponsmithing lv 4, Armorsmithing lv 1, Fire Magic lv 1, Charge lv 1.
Passive skills: Consumer lv 1, Quick learner lv 1 Stone Hard skin lv 1.
Race perks: +5 Dexterity.}

A Man named Marcus lived his life in greed, using up almost all off the money his parents left him when they died eventually becoming homeless. After a couple of weeks of being homeless Marcus told himself he would finally make something of himself. right after Marcus was killed by Jeff the construction worker. The next thing Marcus knew he was a baby goblin in a strange fantasy world with some kind of mystery system.

Zhou Lei had no idea where his parents were, but he was sure that they'd be fine. After all, nothing has ever happened to them for the past 17 years since he was born.

Anyway, enough raising flags...

Zhou Lei headed to his room and removed his clothes. He lied on his bed and it made a little squeak. '...Damn squeaky bed!'

Strangely, even though he had practiced for about 3 hours today, he didn't feel any fatigue whatsoever. 

Zhou Lei didn't think anything about this matter. It could be any reason, but he wouldn't care. He was just grateful that his body didn't ache as much as before. 

With him spending all his energy on practicing, Zhou Lei expected that his stomach would rumble any second now.

Grrrgg...

"Ah, there it is..." He stood up and headed to the kitchen, sitting on the chair beside the dinner table. Zhou Zhenya was there, cooking. As her hands moved swiftly, Zhou Lei yawned as he lied his head on the wooden table.

Soon enough, Zhou Zhenya finished cooking the meal and brought it onto the table. As she spotted her brother, her mouth opened. "Oh, you're here..."

Zhou Lei looked at the meal in his sister's hands. It was eggs again...

Moreover, it was only one serving. "Zhenya, where is my portion?"

"Eh, I didn't know you were here." Zhou Zhenya indifferently responded as she took a seat beside him.

"Ugh..." Zhou Lei knew what this indicated. He stood up and cooked his own egg. After that, he sat back down and started eating.

With only him and his sister there, the image gave off a feeling of loneliness...

.....

The next day. 

Zhou Lei rubbed his eyes groggily. Removing the blanket off his body, he turned off the annoying alarm. 

Just as he started stretching his hands in air, he opened his mouth and out came a yawn as well. 

He got off the bed and headed to the bathroom. 

Soon enough, he got ready for school and headed off. He remembered his daily routine for now - 'Head to school, practice DDR after, and update my novel.'

Zhou Lei did his best not to get noticed by random people on the street. Eventually, he got to school.

He was 30 minutes early. As such, not much people were here yet. He took his phone out and opened Webnovel. 

The popularity rankings stayed the same as he last saw them. His novel was still in the first place. Seeing this, Zhou Lei felt his ego inflating. 

"He... hehe..."

After getting tired of browsing his phone, he looked outside a window, leaning his head on his palm. The sounds of a helicopter startled him. 

In fact, one such helicopter headed closer and closer. 

It eventually disappeared as it soared over the school building's flat roof.

Soon, he got bored, and he buried his head under his hands. 

"...Zzzzz..."

His female classmates turned their heads as soon as they heard his snores. They looked at each other and nodded. 

Making their way nearer their target, as they approached him, they took out their phones... 

Snap! A picture was taken. 

Snap! Another picture was taken. 

Snap! The window bars were broken. 

"What?!" One of the girls screamed as she retreated slowly. 

This prompted the others to raise their heads. What they saw was a group of men dressed in all black. Their imaginations ran wild. 

'G- G- Gimp suit!'

Zhou Lei's snores remained consistent amidst all the noise. The men in gimp suits entered through the broken window one by one. They headed toward the sleeping student. 

"Shh!" The leader of the group hushed his subordinates as the distance from them and their target went into the inches. 

As they placed their hands around Zhou Lei, the girls panicked. 'Oh no, what are they going to do with him?'

They all shouted for help! 

"Help! Help...!"

Feeling annoyed and worried by all the sound the girls were making, a tall and lanky man in a gimp suit walked toward them as he cracked his knuckles. 

"Hey, you should shut up-"

Before he could finish talking, a girl raised her leg and kicked him in the shin! "I'm not in the martial arts club for nothing!"

As she did that, another one took a stick and began assaulting the tall and lanky man! "Me too!"

Before long, the man couldn't take it anymore and passed out... 

"Let's go, attack!" 

The girls rushed towards the men abducting their prince! 

A full-blown battle ensued between the girls in uniforms and the men in gimp suits...

"Perverts! Lechers!" A girl who couldn't fight stood behind them, screaming insults to provoke the men. 

"Ugh, you bitch!" A man that had 10-pack abs got distracted, and as a result, he got combo'd by the girls. 

"Hurry, let's hurry!" The three men in charge of taking the student were getting depressed. They were actually getting beaten down by a bunch of high school girls? 

A well-known delinquent walked into the classroom. She studied history until late last night, which was extremely unusual for her. In fact, this was the first time she had ever done this. 

In a plan to get Zhou Lei's attention, she wanted to be the one to point out the history teacher's mistake today. 

"Ah, you're finally here, Lu Xi!"

Lu Xi had the nickname 'Luxifer' within the school, because of how devilish she could be. 

As such, it was definitely a first for anyone that saw Luxifer going back two steps at the scene happening before her. 

Lu Xi's bag dropped from her arm as she went outside the classroom.

The girls in the classroom were dumbfounded. Why would she get scared? Even enough for her to run away?

However, their worries were soon alleviated. 

"Boys!" Her voice echoed through the entire building. 

An utter silence followed. 

One. Two. Three. 

Three seconds had passed since she shouted. 

The sounds of doors opening started.

A flurry of footsteps reverberated through the halls. 

Students of all shapes and sizes rushed to where their boss was. One thing was for certain, they were all delinquents! 

An army of delinquents made their way to Zhou Lei's classroom! 

At the topmost floor of the building!

When the delinquents arrived, most of them had sweat coating their body. They panted as they tried to catch up with the more fit ones in the group. 

"Yes, boss!" A tall and muscular's eyes sparkled as he looked at his boss in awe. 

"No time to explain, let's go inside!"

As Lu Xi entered with her army, the girls inside felt relieved! 

On the other hand, the men in the gimp suits looked in worry! 

Even if they had the skills, with numbers like the enemy's, they were sure that their mission would be a failure now! 

"What's taking you guys so long?!" One of the men fending off the girls got pissed at the men that were supposed to carry their target out!

"Boss, I'm sorry...! He's too heavy!"

Zhou Lei, who was still sleeping, did not even budge one bit!

They expected him to be a little heavy, so they assigned the three weakest among them to abduct him. As such, the three were overjoyed at their easy job!

But never did the three expect that Zhou Lei would have the weight of an obese person! 

How was this possible? With his perfect body, he had a weight like this?

Zhou Lei, the man himself, was oblivious to this fact! 

He upgraded his Appearance stat, so he thought that he got lighter as well. 

However, hidden within the depths of the interface was his Weight stat, which stood at an outstanding number of 80!

What did this mean? No, it didn't mean that he had 80 kilograms nor pounds. 

It meant that he was in the 80th percentile when it came to the weights of all the people in the world!

No one would have expected that hidden within this student's chiseled body was a weight that boasted a number higher than 80% of the world!

They were sure to fail this time!

"Ugh, let's escape for now!" The boss looked at the struggles of his underlings and got irritated. He remembered to teach these three weaklings a lesson. 

'Hmm, they are already wearing gimp suits anyway... How about I teach then the true purpose of these suits? Muhahahaha...!'

"Wait, boss! Big Tree is unconscious!" One of the underlings told his boss.

"Never mind him, we need to leave!"

"They're trying to escape, after them!" Lu Xi ordered her men to pursue the bastards. 

A rope hung outside the window, which was probably the method that they used to enter through the window in the first place. One by one, they jumped out the window and grabbed on the rope.

The sounds of a helicopter engine starting and the rotors beginning to whirl reached the ears of the students. They all panicked.

"They have a helicopter?!"
"For crying out loud, is this an action movie?"
"Ah, they're gonna get away!"

Zhou Lei finally woke up due to the earsplitting sounds of the helicopter! He covered his ears as he exclaimed, "Why is there a helicopter here?!"

Hearing Zhou Lei wake up, they let out a sigh of relief. "We don't need to catch them anymore."

Lu Xi went up to him and hugged his body. "You're safe...!"

Zhou Lei was dumbfounded. "...Huh?!"

'Who is this girl, and why is she hugging me?' He did not know who the heck this blonde girl was.

The class monitor, the one who knew kendo, Ye Muqi, examined Zhou Lei's body. "How much do you remember?"

"Huh? I... fell asleep, and I woke up because of the noisy helicopter outside..." Zhou Lei scratched his head.

"So you don't remember anything?" This time, the one who attacked Big Tree was the one who spoke. "That's a shame..." Fan Xinyue muttered under her breath.

"Never mind that, we're just glad you're safe." Lu Xi unwrapped her arms around Zhou Lei.

One of Lu Xi's underlings saw her longing gaze on Zhou Lei and huddled up with the other underlings.

"Did you see that boss... has a crush?!" Even though he tried his best to lower his voice, this topic still shocked him to his core.

"So, do we help her?" A chubby man intervened.

"I think it's best that we do! She's our boss, we need to assist her in any way we can!" A girl with a big nose answered the big man's question.

"B- but wouldn't it be bad if she gets mad at us?" A dwarf voiced out his concern.

"Don't worry! She won't be mad. Even if she does get mad, I'll take responsibility." A girl with excessive makeup responded.

"So, we're going to help her, then?"

"Yes..."

Lu Xi, who was busy talking to Zhou Lei, felt her nose get itchy. 'Is someone thinking about me?'

After a realization of his irrelevance, Zhou Lei gets a life-changing system that enables him to redeem himself - in the most attention-catching way possible!

"System, I said to upgrade my intelligence."
"Are you sure you want to upgrade: Appearance?"
"I already said no!"
"Upgrade processing..."

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No regular updates.

I'm what you would call an urban explorer; essentially, I break into abandoned places for fun. I'm a professional interloper. Honestly, I don't do it for the thrill anymore. I used to, for sure. The adrenaline rush coming from the fear of being caught hooked me, but I stuck with it for the solitude. There is something about the air in an defunct factory floor. There is a spirit that creeps the halls of abandoned estates. They speak to me, and for a long time, I could say that metaphorically. Anymore, though, I can barely get myself to leave the house.

I don't know what to call it. I don't know if it even has a name, but I call it The Strobe. It's a flash, or that's how it starts. God, I'm not making any sense, am I?

A week ago, I got a beat on an old cannery out in Clovetown, Kentucky, and I couldn't resist. I'm a sucker for those huge, dusty industrial complexes. There are so many corners and nooks to explore. It was normal. It felt so god damn normal. I scoped it out before hand of course. Broken windows, barbed wire fences, rusty pipework, faded graffiti: just your typical ramshackled shop. That Friday, I loaded up my pack and made the drive.

When I got there, night had already fallen, as did a steady drizzle. That's a good thing. Rain dampens sounds and obscures your outline, and seeing as the fence line followed all the way up to the highway, a little precipitation was a welcome sight. I clipped the rusted fence and crawled through the break. I moved on all fours until I was out of the light of the nearby street lamps. After that, I felt pretty comfortable with just walking right up to the front door and stepping inside.

It's never that easy though; "soda cans" (what we call buildings without locked doors) are like unicorns. I like the challenge of getting in, though. Nearby, I find a broken window that is low enough for me to get into. So, I throw some padding over the sill and hoist myself inside, but when I drop, my foot catches a chair. I twist my ankle and hit the ground hard. Thank god for the sound of rain, yeah?

My head cracks against the concrete floor, and I lay there in a daze for a hot second, trying to get the spins under control. Eventually, I'm good to stand. My ankle is twelve kinds of fucked up, but I'm no quitter. It wasn't the first time I hobbled my way through a site.

The facility is three stories of tanks and vats at first glance. The air is sweet, almost saccharine, and there is a generous layer of dust on everything. I'd say no one had been there in at least five years, which I find surprising considering that a lot of the equipment there would probably fetch a decent price. I stumble around in the dark, guided only by the ambience of the lamps outside. The dim glow barely makes it's way through the windows, and my eyes are slow to adjust. A draft moans from somewhere deep inside the shop.

On one of the larger vats, I find more graffiti, a pentagram and the artist's tag. If my foot had been in better shape, I probably would have tried to hop inside the tank, just for shits and giggles. Obviously, I am in no shape to do that, but I do check inside. I lift the stainless steel lid. It growls on its ancient hinges, but the noise is padded. It's... how do I describe it? It's not hollow, because the tank is, in fact, not empty like I had assumed.

Clothes.

It was full of random, worn out jeans and flannels and shit. By that time, I didn't really get the creeps anymore, but something about that hit me just right. It reminds me of some photos I saw of Auschwitz back in high school. The Nazis would take off people's shoes and leave them in these big piles. I don't know why I thought about that in that moment, but it makes me queasy. Maybe it was a warning. Fuck, I should have just left. I promise I'm not crazy. I'm getting to the point of all this.

I leave the vat and painstakingly stumble my way up the stares to the second floor. It's apparent that it was the floor where the actual canning happened. Unlabeled containers still sat on belts in neat little rows. The canning machine was a monstrous network of shoots and arms. Like I said, there was no evidence of anyone being there for a long time, but the whole facility just felt out of time, frozen, like the whole production just stopped on a dime and everyone left.

The rain is picking up by then, and I can hear thunder crackling in the distance. I feel pretty confident that security wouldn't really be an issue at that point. Normally if there is any type of surveillance, even silent alarms, you figure out real damn quick. My steps punctuate the ambient beat of rain like a metronome as I follow the length of the hulking steel beast. Dead things have a weird way of feeling alive in places like that. I half expect to hear the canning machine breathing, its heart pounding like a slumbering creature as I wander the vacant floor.

Eventually, curiosity gets the better of me, and snag one of the cans off the belt. It's light, shockingly light, but I feel something tumble around inside, shaking it beside my ear. Thum. Thum. Something is definitely inside, but it's soft. Intrigue fuels me to carve open the can with my pocket knife, and I get the whole lid off before I check the can's contents. It's too dark to make out the strange form sitting on the bottom. I turn it over into my hand.

A sock. It's single, balled up sock. Those photos flash in my mind again, and my gut tightens. It stinks. Like, it really stinks. It stinks like you would imagine an old sock to stink, but it's just so fucking strange, uncanny even. My skin crawls, and I instinctively let go of the can and its contents when the smell hits my nose. With a sharp sting, the can clatters on the ground. I wince, pulling my shoulders to my ears, and I wait.

I wait.

I wait.

Then I hear it for the first time. It sounds like an old CRT television with the volume turned all the way down. It's less of a sound and more of a feeling, but you know what I mean, right? It's not static. It's just, I don't know, electricity? Normally, I would have jet right then and there, but this noise wasn't produced from a human. No steps. No shuffling. Transients are sometimes a problem, but they usually yell. This wasn't that. In fact, it wasn't anything I could have guessed. I didn't know that then, though. Why am I so fucking stupid?

I stand there in silence for an indeterminate period of time, catching my breath, getting my bearings. All the while, that sound draws me. The second floor doesn't hold anything else other than a couple desks. I rummage through the paperwork for a while, but the search doesn't produce anything of note.

So, I head to the third floor.

Somehow, the air is thinner up there, and the pungent sweetness of the previous two levels is replaced with the thin smell of petrichor and ozone. It's almost clinical. At the top of the flight I'm met with a wall and flimsy, faux wood door. The lock is simple enough to jimmy, and as I click the last pin into place, I notice a faint glimmer flashing through the sliver of space between the door and the floor. It's irregular. Honestly, I think my eyes are playing tricks on me at first. That happens some times when you are in the dark; your eyes make up colors and shapes to compensate for the light deprivation. The door opens smoothly and slowly.

The third floor, from what I could tell, is an office, but that is wholly unremarkable. What is more noteworthy is the flashing light, emanating from somewhere farther in the room. It's bright. It's really bright, and there are windows covering three of the walls. There is no way that I wouldn't have noticed it from outside. Its like a fucking lighthouse. It's so bright in fact, that I can read a hastily scribbled note written directly on the inside of the door.

"Don't be scared."

I can honestly say, I wasn't scared before I read that. It was the first time in a long time that I felt like I was being watched. Normally, I can push down that sensation. It's primal and usually immensely unhelpful. It's also usually wrong. Usually.

The office is sparse. Some of the desks sport dusty computers, and I head to the closest one to the door to snoop. It's almost like I was trying to ignore the light, but at the same time, it was pulling me. It was pulling me in with nearly imperceptible clicks, like fingernails on tile. At the desk, I find a stack of blank pages, an old calculator, and a calendar dated at 1995. The building was old, but I wouldn't have imagined it being left to abandoned for that long. Twenty five years the cannery stood alone, left to rot in season after season of rain and snow and heat. I'm turning away, when I notice a pair of shoes under the desk. They are facing forward, like someone was sitting there and slipped right now. Weirder yet, they were spotless. They were shining in the bright, periodic flashing.

"Don't be scared."

The tapping too loud to ignore at that point, echoing against the floors and fragile windows. I headed for the light. I had to. Clickclickclickclick. Dark. I take a couple weak steps, noticing how badly my ankle hurts. Clickclickclickclickclickclick. Dark. The taps followed the light.

"Don't be scared."

The light is blinding, and I'm so captured that I don't even think to worry about my silhouette showing up against the windows. My approach is slow, and pain is shooting up my leg and into my brain. I don't know why I didn't just leave. I honestly don't know why. The Strobe just does that.

I find the pulsing light is coming from behind another desk in the corner of the office. It clicks and flashes, then stops. God, the pain was almost unbearable. I'm about an arm's length from the desk, when the flashing stops completely. A streak of lighting roars through the sky, lighting up the entire room, and I see it for the first time.

The thin shadow lurches from around the desk and into the maze of cluttered office space. Clickclickclickclickclickclick. It flashes its crackling beacon of light as it darts around, and I book it.

I dart as fast as my gimp leg will go, sailing down the first two flights of steps without much trouble. On the last, though, I loose my footing and take a hard tumble. I feel a rib crack, and my breath is knocked out of me as I lay face up on the ground. It's there, at the top of the steps. I hear it ticking away with its tedious decent. It's growing brighter with every step. That electrical feeling is buzzing in my ears. It signals me like a deep sea predator flashing a ghostly lure.

I don't know how I got out. I know I crawled back through the window somehow. I know I got back to my car, soaking wet and panicking. I just literally don't know how I physically did it, though. Through my windshield, I can see the cannery. It suddenly looked insidious, in an inexplicable way, but there was no light from inside. No flashing, but I fucking swear, there was something in there. I know because I let it out.

I know because it found me. As I write to you now, I can look up and see the flashes, hear the clicking through the glass on my front door. The gaunt shadow taps against my window while I try to sleep. It's trying to get inside.

"Don't be scared."

(... Now that Lia is finally asleep there's only one thing to do.)
With quite an excited expression on his 'face', Alex continued monitoring Lia's breathing for a few more seconds until he was completely sure she was sleeping. Finding that to be the case, Alex slowly started inching away from her until he reached the door of the overturned carriage which was currently their temporary base. Glancing at the small gap between the metal door and the carriage frame, Alex clearly saw the cursed sunlight leaking trough as it left a small line on the dirt below.
(From what Lia told me chaos is this all powerful ting which will do just about anything as long as you pay a 'price', moreover my body which I can change at will seems to be constructed almost entirely of that power… Then this should be possible.)
Focusing on one of his fingers, Alex noticed how the pure black skin which covered it gradually started to change, but unlike the times he had done it before there was a bit more resistance. 
(Come on now, I've already come so far, so this last change shouldn't be that much of an issue!)
From what Alex felt himself and what Lia had told him, Alex's current appearance had become extremely close to that of a human. Although he was still covered in dull black skin, he was no longer an amalgamation of bones and black goo, even his unnatural amount of eyes had been reduced to a single completely red pair which sat on his otherwise completely featureless face. The word featureless was perhaps the best way to describe Alex's current appearance, other than his red eyes there was nothing else, the rest of his humanoid body was simply covered in a smooth layer of black goo which reminded Alex of a latex gimp suit. The change he was trying to accomplish now had to do with his skin, but instead of focusing on the appearance, Alex tried to alter its characteristics.
(Here we go… Test #1.)
Finding that he had archived the change that he wanted on only a single one of his fingers, Alex slowly brought that finger to the small line of sunlight which crept through the thin gap. As soon as he touched the light Alex felt a now familiar burning sensation on his finger, but unlike before it didn't seem like the black goo which formed his finger was evaporating.
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"Lia! I'm sorry to wake you up but you have to see this!"Being woken up by her master Lia was immediately cleared of all drowsiness as she struggled not to let her tail wag around too much, opening her eyes she saw the noble and holy form of her master, a strange emissary of chaos which had saved her life and for some reason called himself Alex. Looking at her master's 'expression' Lia noticed that he was extremely excited about something and as such she immediately sat up on her knees and paid full attention to her master as her fluffy ears peaked up straight.
"Yes, I am awake Master, what is it you require of me?"
"Don't worry about being all fancy, just look at this!"
Stil clearly excited about something, her master took Lia by the hand and almost dragged her to the other end of the overturned carriage, only slowing down when he reached the door which led outside.
"Now watch this."
Holding up his hand, Lia watched how it subtly changed, but before she could congratulate her master on achieving even greater control of his body, something happed which made her scream out in horror.
"Master don't!"Failing to stop her master's hand Lia could only look on in fear as he reached out towards the thin light of sunlight which leaked through the gap between the door and its frame.
(How can I ever atone for this!?)
As her master was ignorant about the world it was Lia's responsibility to enlighten him about it, failure to do so would cause her great shame. It was her own failure that she hadn't informed her master about his intolerance to sunlight, she had naively believed that he had already figured that out.
"See I can 'touch' it without issue now, although it took close to 200 attempts the pain was all worth it!"
"Huh?... M-master, have you become immune to sunlight?"
"Firstly my name is Alex, secondly yeah that's what I wanted to show you. Is it so strange that I can do such a thing? You said it yourself Lia, chaos is an all powerful force. In that case it shouldn't be that had to do a thing like this no?"Ending his sentence with a 'smile' as the razor sharp teeth became visible through a gap on his face, it was clear that her master wanted to be praised, still Lia found herself unable to do that as she was in a state of shock.
"... Is it really not hurting?"
"No it isn't, here look at this."
Perhaps sensing that she was in a state of disbelief, Lia's master once more demonstrated his greatness by opening the door to the outside, basking himself in what should be deadly sunlight without any harm coming to him.
"Master you are amazing!"
"Am I really? That's nice to hear Lia."
While scratching the back of his head in embarrassment her master's other hand somehow found its way to the top of Lia's head, gently petting it as to share his happiness.
With Alex now able to resist sunlight he decided that it would be wise to start moving once more, even after he killed those people who had come after him Alex couldn't shake the feeling that their comrades would try and seek him out for revenge. Using some of the rags left inside the carriage Alex made a pair of crude cloaks but cutting and stitching together the pieces with chaos for both himself and Lia so their identity couldn't be grasped at a glance, after all, Lia was some sort of criminal and Alex was still some kind of unholy looking monster. Travelling on foot Alex resorted to carrying the still not recovered Lia as he ran along the dirt highway in the opposed direction of his cave and within a few days of travel they reached a town.
"This could be quite an issue…"
"In what way master?"
glancing at the medieval looking town which was surrounded by a wood fence Alex unconsciously leaked his idle thoughts which Lia instantly responded to, forcing Alex to explain himself.
"It seems that there's no easy way to sneak into town before nightfall, which is an issue as we need to find some food for you and we don't have any money."
It was currently late in the evening with the sky turning bright orange as the shadows lengthened, since all the entrenches to the town and the wall which surrounded it appeared to be guarded it would be hard getting inside without being noticed.
"But master, why don't we just enter normally?"
With a blank expression on her face, Lia's head tilted slightly to the side as she presented a proposal.
(Is this girl an airhead?)
Becoming increasingly worried about Lia's future Alex decided to make her realize the mistake of her words so she would not repeat it the same mistake.
"How would we do that? I don't have any ID and you were a prisoner, remember?"
"Id?... Ah, you mean a merchant's pass? We don't need that, we can just pay a fee and they'll let us inside. I even have some coins here, see?~ Also as I was captured I am no longer on any wanted posters."
Showing Alex some strange oblong metal medals which had the length of half a finger, Lia seemed to be confident in her reasoning, making Alex realize he had been in the wrong.
"Wait are these coins? Is cash not made of paper in this world?"
Although physical cash in Alex's word was already a quite antiquated concept, he did sometimes of to rely on printed currency instead of various crypto currencies when making deals with particularly paranoid parties, still, the idea of using something as common as metal to make currency seemed quite strange to him, if Alex had received a proper education growing up he would know that coins were the most normal form of currency throughout history. The fact is what Alex believed had been some meaningless trinkets belonging to the long dead driver of the carriage he had found Lia in was quite a small fortune.
"Paper? Why would you use something that valuable for something like that? Anyway, let's go, master, if we're going to find an inn we need to move fast."
"Ah, sure. Lead the way."
"Of course! Leave it me, master!"While mentally apologizing to Lia for his earlier conclusion, Alex quietly followed behind as he closed up his cloak even further, leaving only a small gap to see trough as he relied on his keen hearing to guide him.
Reaching the gate Lia was relieved to see that there wasn't anyone else waiting to entre the town and confidently walked up to one of the guards.
"Good evening, my master and I would like to rest in this town tonight."
"Ah, tavlers? Right this way."
As the guard had almost completely zoned out while he leaned on his spear it took him a second to realize that someone was talking to him, after glancing at the person in question he judged the girl in front of her wearing only rags was some kind of slave working for her master which was waiting a little bit behind. Waving his hand to get the two of them to follow him, the guard walked in the gate and sat down behind a crude desk which was placed off to the side of the side.
"Okay, what's your master's name young miss?"
As the person he was talking to was a slave there was no reason to ask for her name, since she most likely didn't have one. Still, as she was quite a looker he at least paid her some respect.
"My master's name is Alex."
Nodding as he understood that the slave most likely couldn't write, the guard filled out the log book with the name and added a note that the outsider had a slave with him.
"Okay… Then let me see your face, Mr. Alex, I need to check if you're wanted before your subordinate pays for passage."
Hearing the guards words both Alex and Lia froze, luckily the guard didn't also notice Lia's nervous expression as he was focused on Alex who did his best to hide inside his cloak.
"C-could you please not do that? My master is a mage and has already paid quite a price to the chaos, as such his face is quite…. Abnormal."
With a pale look on her face Lia desperately tried to avoid the guard having to see Alex's face at all cost, the area they were currently in detested the creature's of magic instead of worshipping them as they did in Lia's hometown. If the guard found out that Alex was a spectre there would no dought be an uproar.
"I-I see, then just a small glimpse is fine, I don't need to see the entire face."
But luckily the guard had once before had a run in with a mage which had initially refused to show their face a bit earlier in his shift, remembering that figure which had been hiding under that strange mask his face turned pale as he offered a lenient alternative.
"Okay then, just don't scream too much as you'll create a scene."
Speaking to the guard for the first time with his twisted sounding voice, Alex stepped closer to the guard which had become even paler before letting the guard see a small glimpse of his one eye beneath the cloak. Widing this eyes at that sight the guard held back his urge to vomit as he formed a stained smile.
"T-that's fine, once your slave pays you may pass."
Suddenly the guard understood why this mage kept a slave with him and used her as a proxy, if he didn't it would be quite hard to hold a conversation. With the slave presenting the perfect amount of coin the guard quickly allowed the strange pair to enter the town while Alex and Lia did their best not to shatter whatever misunderstanding was brewing inside his head.

After his execution, Alex somehow found himself inhabiting the body of a shapeshifting monster referred by the natives as ‘a cursed and evil creature of the night’. Struggling to understand his new existence and the changes which were made to his mind without permission he eventually learns about chaos, a strange power which grants miracles in exchange for horrible payments and the elrich creatures which stand behind them and their ominous plans for him.

There was no wind or thunder. Flashes of silver lightning continuously streaked from cloud to cloud like dancing demons. They transformed into continuous thunderclaps, creating an atmosphere of doomsday.
They were entangled with each other, making crackling sounds and gathering into five different figures.
The men in dark red had already been stunned. Although there were numerous Descendants of Divine Devils who could make use of their blood lineage to connect with the heaven and bring about all kinds of mysterious phenomena, only real Divine Devils could trigger Thunder Punishment of the doomsday.
The Silver Thunder Light gradually died down. The appearance of these five figures clearly seen. They were three men and two women whose charisma was all imposing and extraordinary. Some of them were even gorgeous.
"They, they are Masters!" The canny man called Sixth Brother suddenly recovered himself and exclaimed.
"Masters?" The head and the rest four persons looked at each other with incredulous astonishment and confusion.
"Were these Masters mentioned by the Dissimilated Man the divine men who serve the real divine devil? If not, why would the phenomenon caused by their appearance be so shocking?"
They had killed countless people with their blades for many years, so they were able to control their emotions quickly. On behalf of the five persons, the head respectfully gave their salute. "We're all honored and grateful to invite the five masters to descend to earth."
Since they began to carry out Samsara tasks, Meng Qi and they had usually been quietly sent into the Samsara World by the Dominator of the Six Realms. They had never had such a grand debut, so they were all surprised.
Fortunately, Meng Qi was "used to" posing before others. He immediately feigned seriousness without a smile, then asked in an authoritarian manner, "Why did you burn the symbol?"
He asked in accordance with the head's words.
Seeing Meng Qi so accustomed to such a state, Jiang Zhiwei laughed while shaking her head. It was tough to change this small monk's nature, but as long as he was not controlled by his "nature" which might affect his judgment and screw things up, she was okay with it.
The head who bowed his head and respectfully gave the salute quietly raised his eyes to glance at Meng Qi. He found that this young and handsome Master in white clothes with a long sword around his waist looked nothing like a devil. However, his gaze was as deep as the bottomless pool, and his eyes twinkled like stars, attracting people as they watched and made it difficult to extricate themselves.
"Masters, we're the heads of Red Coat army. Our big brother Du Huaishang is trapped in Daning, and we could not think of any method, so we burned the Dissimilated Man Symbol to ask for your help." The head respectfully answered.
Jiang Zhiwei, Zhao Heng, Qi Zhengyan, and Ruan Yushu stood two by two. Once there was an emergency, they could exert their respective strengths. Meng Qi carried the "Flowing Fire" and calmly asked, "'Peacekeeping Heavenly King' Du Huaishang?"
"Master, you know our big brother?" The head was both surprised and happy.
"Big Brother's reputation has spread outside the Ninth Heaven, and he is known to the Masters who serve the divine devil?"
The canny man ran the strength of blood lineage. Then he said to the head in his thin and low voice like a thread, "Second Brother, our big brother saved the Dissimilated Man. Since the Dissimilated Man can ask Masters to descend to the earth for help, it is reasonable that he could report our brother's name by using his connection with the heaven."
"I see..." The head suddenly understood.
Meng Qi was unclear about the situation, so he did not answer him. Instead, he said, "Tell us the details of Du Huaishang's entrapment in Daning."
"Thank you, Masters!" The head could not control his joy.
"His question means that they are going to rescue our big brother!"
Then he organized his words and asked, "The emperor is futile, and people are suffering. Our big brother revolted in the southern part of Daning to salvage the people and wanted to create a peaceful world for the people, so he and his army would not give up until he wins."
"Whenever we go for a war, we all wear red trenches, so we are called the Red Coat army. We're the thorn in the eyes of the imperial court. Had it not been other revolutions in different places, the involvement of many strong masters of the Earth Order, and the tiredness of the imperial court, the emperor would have sent masters down south to kill us all."
As a half adviser of the Red Coat army, in his opinion, these masters were all from Ninth Heaven who served the real divine devil. If he could get their support, the Red Coat army was likely to win. Hence, he added the origin and the belief of the Red Coat army.
After finishing his words, he quietly looked up and saw Meng and his companions' expressions were all unchanged. He suppressed his impulse and returned to the key point. "We got the news a few days ago that the 'Jade Eye Flying Dragon' Zuo Hanfeng who stayed to guard Daning recruited a group of the Dissimilated Men and prepared to attack the main force of the Red Army. We want to figure out this matter further."
In this world, there were many Descendants of Divine Devil. The wars were much like single combat or a mass brawl where the winner led his soldiers to fight. As long as the chief generals end up killed, the Red Coat army was about to lose.
"Zuo Hanfeng was strong, and there were numerous masters in Daning. It was like a Dragon's Pool and Tiger's Den. Since we were not strong enough, if we followed our big brother, we probably would cause trouble to him. So our big brother went to Daning alone to contact the nark." The head became serious and concerned. "But in the third day after our big brother entered the city, Zuo Hanfeng unexpectedly blocked the city and only allowed people to enter but not exit. Since then, our contact with our big brother was cut off. We sent our narks to collect some information, but we have not received any messages."
"Had it not been for the fact that our appearance, figures, and skills were well-known in Daning it would have been possible for us to sneak in. We would have already fought alongside our big brother inside the city. Now we can only protect ourselves, but we could not find any assistance. Fortunately, the heavens have blessed us, and we could get your help."
"As long as our big brother is rescued we will give you many rewards."
Meng Qi remained silent. He quietly listened until the head finished his words. Then he said, "Since you have the symbol, we will help. We don't need great rewards as long as your rewards are thoughtful."
"Thoughtful?" The head frown. "We can't be careless about this. What kind of rewards could be thoughtful?"
The more detached Meng Qi acted, the more cautious they should be!
"As we have descended on earth, our strength is greatly constrained. So we need your assistance to offer us more information. In this way, we will know our condition as well as the enemy's." Meng Qi made up a reason.
He did not explain the reason in detail. In this way, if the head had some questions, Meng Qi could answer him according to his puzzles.
The head did not find it strange. The reason why the divine devil no longer came to the world was that the passage connecting the heaven and the earth was cut off by the predecessors. So he thought that the constraint of their strength was reasonable. "Masters, ask what you want to know. We'll tell you everything."
"The world has changed a lot. We have been in seclusion from the world for a long time; we do not know how the current masters are divided. What positions are Zuo Hanfeng and Du Huaishang in now?" Meng Qi was quite serious when he did something important.
The head hurried to answer, "They are respectively in the Ground Stairs and the Human Stairs. But in the recent generations, Erudition Hall have used two Stairs and 18 orders to rank all the masters, and his division was gradually accepted." Although the Ninth Order of the Human Stairs was mysterious, it was not very strong. It still belonged to the Human Stairs. In contrast, the Ninth Order of the Ground Stairs could move the mountains, split the seas, destroy cities and cut rivers. It was incredibly horrible and extraordinary. In fact, Erudition Hall also named the Heaven Stairs, but nobody achieves those Stairs, so it was also called the God-devil Stairs."
"We're all on the First Order of Human-Level and our big brother, and Zuo Hanfeng are both on the Ninth Order of the Earth Rank. However, Zuo Hanfeng is violent, and he has special Heavenly Knowings, so our big brother is unable to defeat him. What's more, in addition to many masters, he recently had recruited a group of the Dissimilated Men."
Meng Qi and the others exchanged their gazes, but they did not use Secret Voice-sending to communicate with each other because the deputy of the Red Coat army just indicated an important message. Many Kung Fu masters with the divine devil blood lineage still owned the ability to connect with the heaven and the earth although they did not reach the Ground Stairs. That was why they could bring about strange phenomena. They were creepier and more difficult to defend than those experts of Enlightening the Apertures level in the main world, so Meng Qi and the others had to be careful. Maybe some of them had Heavenly Knowing skills like Wind-Accompanying Ear and could hear their talks even if Meng Qi and the others used Secret Voice-sending?
After the head of the Red Coat army described Zuo Hanfeng's information in detail, Meng Qi gently nodded and seemed to be confident. "Which nark did Du Huaishang meet after he entered the city?"
"He is Guo Sheng, also known as Gimp Guo. He is a distant relative of my big brother. With the Red Coat army's secret support, he became a respected billionaire in Daning..." The head continued to depict the details. When he finished the description, he added, "We ten brothers made an oath that although we were not born on the same day, we wished to die on the same day. If you rescue our big brother, you also save us. Please accept our kowtows."
The rest of the Red Coat Army heads also kneeled know and kowtowed. Their faces were serious, and their gazes were sincere full of hope.
Meng Qi, Jiang Zhiwei and the other three calmly accepted their kowtows. They well understood the task, but they did not let down their guard because the Dissimilated Men Zuo Hanfeng had recently recruited were so mysterious that there was no information about them spread in Jianghu.
...
The city river was surrounded by purple patterns which made Daning a dreamlike place. The more beautiful a place was, the more dangerous it would be. Merely approaching it made people shiver.
Meng Qi and the others dressed up. Since they were strangers without known connections with the Red Coat Army, they were allowed to enter the city of Daning through the city gate.
"Prosperous, noisy, crowded..." Several words appeared in their minds. Daning was a large and famous city. With the information about the address and layout of streets the Red Coat Army had offered, they pretended to be people who planned to visit their relatives to ask about the location of the lane nearby the Gimp Guo's mansion. They decided the indirect way was the best way to get there.
They arrived at the left of Guo's Mansion soon. After they identified the direction, they bypassed two streets and saw the iconic red small building.
It was the middle of the day, and the door was tightly closed without any comings or goings. Inside the mansion, exuberant trees were surrounding the red building, lending to an air of eeriness.
"If nothing is happening in Guo's Mansion, it makes it all the more alarming." Zhao Heng nodded.
Meng Qi laughed. "But we should not be careless. We should..."
After Meng Qi finished his words, Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu and the rest all nodded and prepared to act as planned.
In a few minutes, Meng Qi changed his appearance into that of an ordinary idle person on the street. He "furtively" approached Guo's Mansion, squatted under the nearby tree, bought a bowl of wonton and asked the stall vendor, "Why is Guo's Mansion so quiet that I don't see anyone about?"
The peddler in a straw hat looked up at Meng Qi and chuckled. "The rich are venal. A few days ago his property was confiscated by the government!"
"I see..." Meng Qi ate the wonton while asking.
After the inquiry, he looked around and slipped into the quiet lane nearby. After he turned several corners, he found the streets were more and more deserted without anyone in sight.
At the end of the lane, a man in dark black robes was pacing around with his hands behind his back. He looked very dignified.
Seeing Meng Qi return, he hurried to ask, "How did the inquiry go? As long as you get the information about those few things, the remaining silver taels are all yours!"
The man was Zhao Heng.
Suddenly, several people jumped out over the top walls on both sides of the lane and surrounded Meng Qi and Zhao Heng.
The head of the people had horrible breath and an ugly scar on his face. He sneered and said, "Silver taels? Why don't you lightly let us off! Seize them!"


I care not of my past and neither of my future.
Conquering all heroes and foes while looking with disdain at the horrors of the Samsara, I yearn only for a life of thrilling wonders!
History will repeat itself after many ages as the menace of the Great Calamity rises once more.
Which will rise with triumph in the face of adversity; the Golden Form of the Great Buddha or the invincible Heavenly Taoist Form?
Which will seize all glory amidst all struggles; The Buddha's Palms or the  Seven Strokes of Heaven's Interception?
From the sanctum of the Shaolin Temple, Meng Qi's adventures and struggles through the Samsara begin as we follow his climb to claim the title of "the Unrivaled and the Invincible One"!


Kendrick was a regular guy. Worked at a local retailer as an unloading manager. Went to work... Went home... Play games... Rinse and Repeat. 

One night coming home, he encounters that which he should of never seen. Before he knows it, he has been swept into world of living Nightmare and expected to compete as a Nightmare, with Nightmares, against Nightmares.

He will need to control his fear in order survive in a Nightmare without fear.

While walking Theodore spoke "Daisy, immediately spam all the police departments about the families dirty business transactions. Take the replica Batman Beyond and take the bat logo off, utility belt and the ears. Tell me when it's ready and navigate me towards the closest bully" 

"Understood, the closest is David Jones he is loitering around the park in #&$&$," Said Daisy

"Good, I'm gonna enjoy this" Said Theodore

5 minutes of walking and he was notified by Daisy that his suit was ready. He walked into an ally and put the suit on before he teleported behind a tree in the park that David was loitering in.

In front of him was a blond young man lying on a hill with his head resting on his arms. Theodore slowly and steadily walked up behind him in his all-black outfit.  

David was aimlessly looking up at the sky when his view was suddenly blocked by a blacked masked face that had two glowing red eyes.  He got up from the ground and shout "What the fuck you want freak" 

Theodore just stared at him controlling the pent up rage he had tried to walk off. 

David spat at his face and said "Fuck off before I rest my foot on your face" 

"Why did you bully the two five-year-old girls in school," Asked Theodore simply

"Oh are you here to get revenge or something. No reason me and my friends thought it would be fun and guess what? It was. The lunch was good too" Said, David happily 

Theodore walked up to David. David throws a left hook to Theodore's face and makes a perfect connection. *CRACK*

"Arghh my hand" David screamed as he grabbed his crippled hand in pain

Theodore moved forward and looked down at the disgusting bug that made his daughter cry for a laugh. Theodore gave a mighty kick to Davids shin causing him to collapse on his knee as he looked up at the demon he had angered.

"Arghh Wh-who are you, you want money I can get you money" Begged David with tears 

Theodore didn't respond as he brought his knee to his face. Blood flowed from his now crooked nose as David falls back and loses consciousness. Grabbing David by the hair he asks "Dasiy, how are the police doing"

"They have begun an investigation of thier own to confirm the evidence," Said Daisy

"Well let's get your friends shall we?" Said, Theodore while still dragging David by the hair.

Three minutes later he was in a warehouse with three young men strapped to chairs. David, Sam and Matthew were all broken and beaten.

As they regained consciousness they saw a dark figure sitting calmly opposite of them in the shadows with his hands tapping the armrest at a slow pace and his eyes glowing red.

"Who are you" Shouted Mathew

"Our father's will kill you" Shouted Sam

"Your fucking dead, freak. My dad will send every gang he knows on your gimp ass" Shouted David 

Theodore opened a portal behind his mask that then opens a portal next to their ears. With the portal open he whispered "Where does your confidence come from" 

Hearing a voice so close to their ears caused them to subconsciously jump back. 

"Is it from your family?" Said Theodore still speaking directly into thier ears

*Gulp*

"What happens when that confidence is stripped from you," Said Theodore coldly as a hologram appeared showing police surrounding thier houses and arresting thier fathers. 

Watching thier family get stripped of power left them feeling weak and powerless. They shook in fear as they finally come to understand that no one was going to save them, no money or threats would work.

"Are you scared cause don't worry Police will be here in 15 minutes. In those 15 minutes, I will accompany you" Said Theodore as he got up and walked out of the low light.
 
On their neck was a collar that sent a small electrical shock as to keep them awake. He then pulled out an identical toolbox that he had given to Peter and Ned.

He teleported a table into the warehouse as he sets the toolbox on it and takes everything in it. Just like Peter and Ned's toolbox it had different sizes of screwdrivers, claw hammer, scissors, scalpel knife, pliers, soldering iron and a small blow torch.

He neatly sorted everything out and said "Torture is a crude method of interrogation but it works"

The three teens began to sweat violently as their eyes dilate, the hairs on their arms stood in attention. Their heart was beating so harder that they could almost hear it crying.

"We were forced" Shouted Sam

"Who forced you," Said, Theodore, teleporting in front of him and grabbed his hair

"We don't know, we were kidnapped and given instructions to bully the two girls. In return, they would allow us to live please we don't know anything else" Shouted Mathew.

"Where were you kidnapped" Said Theodore

"It was yesterday at #$%&# streetcorner," Said Theodor

"Please, just send us to the police" Begged Mathew

"In 15 minutes they'll be here," Said Theodore

He picked up the hammer flipped it around in his hand while walking closer to David. On the last flip, he grabbed it by the handle and brought it down on his knee cap. *CRACK*

"Argghh!!!" Cried David as he looked at his smashed knee cap

Theodore quickly smashed Sam's and Mathews after him. He used the hammer once again break two lower ribs. He left them as he walked back into the shadows and said "Daisy, check for any security footage for the kidnapping" 

"There is no data on such an event. All security footage was confiscated for evidence" Said Daisy

"Under whose jurisdiction," said Theodore

"S.H.I.E.L.D" Said Daisy

"Good, so Mr secretary (Alexander Pierce) is testing the waters. That's why he got three disposable teens to do it. He most likely doesn't know who I am and is looking for a reaction. Grrr I got played. And I don't give a shit, I was gonna let the Timeline play out but fuck it. I'm gonna make that old man cry" Said, Theodore while shacking angrily 

 He then picked up the pliers and made his way to Sam.Theodore got down on one knee and straightened and Sam's fingers.

"Stop, please!! Stop" Shouted Sam

Theodore brutally pinched the nail of his pinky finger with the pliers and ripped it clean from the flesh. 
Even though they were forced Theodore had Daisy tell him about their crimes while walking. 

They were thieves, arsonists, murderers, rapists and bullies. The truth was that three teens just loved to be bad.

 They loved the power feeling of standing over someone weaker while their victims beg for just an ounce of humanity. They would beat them down and watch the victims eyes lose that hopeful glint, that spark of life and just laugh in their face. 

They loved to see the same victim the next day secluding himself while suffering from depression. Whether it be Marvel or his world, Theodore knew of such people existing. Evil most times don't have superpowers, nor do they have high status, or money, they are just regular looking people with twisted thoughts.

Theodore spent the next 15 minutes destroying their very being. He looked at his now unconscious victims that had thier eyes rolled back and tears dripping down thier aggrieved face. He looked up and said "End Game"

"Game Over"  hovered in front of his eye as he took off the small VR helmet. He looked across and saw five people wearing the same helmets. These five people are of course the three teen and the two teaches that looked pass the billing for money

What Theodore had done was kidnap them and placed them in the virtual world. His VR is indeed the V.R that most gamers dream of. Yes, it is able to send your subconscious into a virtual world.

It was initially made for a fun way of teaching the children but Charlotte and Sonya wanted the kids to not be playing games this early in their life. So he had  Daisy recreate the warehouse as a game with the main rule being a pain is maxed. 

He took off the helmets and saw the same expression that was in the the the game even though he went with mental torture he had also broken both of their legs and broke all their fingers before putting them in the VR. What Theodore had essentially done was the peak of mental torture. They would most likely suffer trauma and be sent to Psyc Ward once the police turned up. 

As Theodore cleaned he heard them mutter scaredly "Shadow, black, dark" 

Theodore went home and threw his body on the couch, while nervously laughing he pondered 'What did that book say "a parent needs to be the good guy but also the bad guy" I think I blew that quote out of proportion. It also only applied to your own children'

"Daisy, change the protection system of the bracelets to high alert. Do a background check of anyone within 10 meters of the bracelet" Said Theodore

"Understood, would you like a status update on the changes you've made to the school," Said Daisy

"Yes please," Said Theodore

"The 30 million dollars of funding that was going into the two teachers account has been redirected back into the school. You had all the teachers that took bribes, racist(Includes against Mutants) and violent tendency be fired. You added a new learning support system to help those with disabilities. The school will publicly declare its wrongdoings and that it will open up to mutants with dormant powers" Said Daisy

(Slow Paced, Slice of life, Op Mc, Harem)

A light-hearted novel to cheer up your hollow heart with its cute interactions, jokes, love and more. 

A parent's duty is simple but difficult.

To be a parent you need to be patient, headstrong, fun, loving and able to one punch planets?

What you didn't know well you do when thrown into the Marvel Universe.

Disclaimer: I do not own the franchise nor do I own the franchise's characters. This purely for entertainment.

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This kinda just for fun

I don't have a plan just winning it this would be my second novel its a lot cleaner if I'm comparing it to my first one. By clean I mean plot development and grammar

English wise I'm not bad its very average
Pacing is naturally slow.

Draig woke earlier than usual, his heightened hearing picking up the sounds of various voices and footsteps. Looking from the window of his room he saw that there was in fact a group of people that had come for the gathering, paying attention to little else he dressed himself and went to welcome his recruits. However it was upon walking out that he found that his recruits were rather messy or kids barely younger than himself, looking over the group Draig felt his hopes ware thin.
"I assume that you are here for the gathering" asked Draig solemnly receiving an affirmative response.
"Very well then, I am offering you all a chance to stand on the level of Guilders but there is a catch. Once you choose to join this organization there is no leaving, however in return for this I am offering abilities that you would have never dreamed of possessing." explained Draig looking over the crowd and seeing that some of the younger ones seemed to have taken the bait he moved forward with his plan.
Selecting a person at random Draig offered the youth a dagger with a Blood Gem placed in the hilt, looking at the blade confused Draig pushed the blade into the youth's hands.
"Point it outwards and will it to strike" commanded Draig with an unnoticeable flash going through his eyes.
The youth followed Draig's orders with a dazed look and the results had left the rest in awe, the dagger up on being aimed shot lightning from its tip. This was something that had been unheard of before as the Blood Script wasn't able to be used like this by Vampires but Draig was more than just a Vampire he was also the only Enchanter as he had learned. 
It was through his class that Draig had learned how to allow normal people to use the more complicated User abilities such as magic, but it was through the Limit Breaker that Draig hoped to build a proper force as it allowed an individual to merely break through their limits to become something superior.
"Do I need to demonstrate any other benefits for you" asked Draig folding his arms behind his back carrying a dignified air.
Soon the crowd was excitedly chattering and that was how the young Feratu knew he had hooked them, smiling to himself Draig ordered them to line up before Dracule to which they obeyed.
"I will return shortly" stated Draig walking into the Farmhouse and going to the basement where he kept scrap materials, using Mana Molder he crafted several dozen rings that were black as night before quickly mass enchanting them.
"For those of you that swear to serve me I will give you great power but first you must wear this ring" announced Draig revealing the infernal looking rings.
There was no hesitation as the first to come up was a large simple looking youth barely older than Draig and took a ring without hesitation and slipped it around his finger surprised at the fit. Soon the others all took a ring. The scene caused Draig to smirk as he pulled a Bottomless Bag out and dumped several Blood Gems on the ground.
"Each of you take one of these and eat it" ordered Draig causing them to look confused but the looks disappeared as they each took one after Draig had spoken and consumed it causing some to experience some swelling before certain individuals in the crowd began bursting out in dark purple hazes of energy.
Draig widened his eyes upon seeing this but let his shock go when he saw that the young men undergoing this process were okay after the initial outbursts. Seemed that some people were just dying to break their limits, the thought causing Draig to chuckle in pleasure.
"Dracule I assume that you can handle shaping them up" questioned Draig as he saw a lone figure riding into the Farm on a horse baring the Emblem of Warren's Order.
"Of course Lord, I will bring them away for now" answered Dracule commanding the group to follow him into the fields oddly enough towards a pumpkin patch.
Meanwhile Draig waited for this person to arrive at his location, it didn't take too much time and Draig was surprised to learn that it was actually a female Knight.
"A female Knight" asked Draig a bit incredulous causing the girl to narrow her eyes a bit giving off a familiar aura.
"You act as if I am the only one, just as there are female Guilders, there are female Knights. Enough though, I am here on official business for my grandfather" announced the girl her dark hair giving off    an air of authority as if a crown.
"Who is this Grandfather of yours" asked Draig though the clues all lead to only one person.
"Sir Warren, I have come to purchase Blood Gems. The same as the one's from before" informed the female Knight.
"How many" asked Draig curiously 
"As many as you can provide" instructed the girl.
Draig produced three Blood Gems which was no where near his limit but he no longer wished to continue doing business with Warren or his order so he merely produced three. His intent was to perhaps draw some of the Knights from other Orders to his forces so he could have a few head personnel. 
While Draig was in his thoughts he hadn't been paying attention to the Girl's response but upon seeing the measly three Blood Gems her eyes became shadowed and it was clear she was feeling anger at being played with.
"Do you take me for a fool Leech" demanded the girl however the rest of her sentence was caught in her throat when Draig's piercing gaze bore into her eyes. A chill, a mere chill ran through out her body but that chill brought with it a feeling of death.
"Do you take me for a conman, you have asked that I give as many as I can provide but then dare to threaten me? I am sure that you have heard of my oncoming struggle with the Guilders, do you think that I have been sitting here waiting patiently? I am a single being facing an army, naturally I will be worn out from preparation" scolded Draig with a scathing look, his reserves were perfectly capable of producing more but it wasn't convenient for him to just be handing them out.
The girl seemed to have been struck by his words, staying silent for a moment she finally spoke.
"I apologize, I have indeed heard of your competing with the Guilders it was ignorant of me to think you wouldn't be preparing. When will I be able to collect more of these Gems" stated the girl looking at Draig a bit differently, she seemed to have a bit of curiosity in her eyes.
"I can't say for certain, it would be best to catch me before I start thus not tired" answered Draig.
The girl nodded before leaving a bag of cores behind in payment of the Blood Gems, nodding to himself Draig was going to go back to reading the Encyclopedia but he saw a middle aged man coming with a bit of hobble on his walking stick.
Looking at this man Draig felt as if he was standing before a rival, a sensation that seemed to ring throughout his blood. However the moment the man laid his one good eye upon Draig he merely nodded before walking to the young Feratu.
"Am I late to the gathering" asked the Middle aged man.
"We are still taking recruits" answered Draig uncertainly.
"Alright, then sign me up" stated the man expecting it to be simple.
"I'm not sure that this is such a good place for you" started Draig looking at the crippled looking leg.
"Why not" asked the man with a narrowing of his single eye.
"I require warriors" stated Draig getting over the challenging feeling he had.
The man said nothing merely lifting his crutch while leaning towards one side and swung it, a wind storm was kicked up and a tree not too far away had actually received a gash into it's side from the casual swing.
"Very well, welcome" stated Draig giving the man a ring that had been made extra during the mass production.
The man upon putting it on was given a Blood Gem containing Limit Breaker like the others and this is when the shock actually came.
Upon consumption instead of a purple haze as the Humans had like Warren and Draig's new recruits, this Man's aura was golden and the wind was stirring fiercely causing Dracule to appear rather magically.
"Who let this mutt in" growled Dracule as he stared at the gimp leg the man had become strengthened and seemed to be in original condition.
"What do you mean by mutt" asked Draig as he watched an odd scene take place.
As the golden haze surrounded the man his snout began to elongate as hair grew all along his body and his muscles swelled. Hands became claws and his feet became padded, the figure standing before Draig was none other than the eternal rival of Vampire's. The Werewolf.
Draig understood what Dracule had meant by his remark now as he saw the complete transformation of the man.
"Ha ha, thanks kid." laughed the beast like face of the man turned werewolf.
"Oh" questioned Draig as he felt a smirk forming on his face already.
"You healed me of my crippled leg, now you will be lucky enough to witness the second rise of Kira of The Crescent Wind" laughed the werewolf before pouncing towards Draig but found an irresistible pain sweep over him upon the thought. 
Screaming loudly the beast like yell slowly returned to that of a man's until finally it stopped leaving the Middle aged man from before laying on the ground huffing hard for air.
"What did....you... do to me.." demanded the man weakly as he tried to stop the trembles from the experience.
"To wear the ring of my Order is no light commitment, it is a test of loyalty, a proof of ownership, but most importantly proof of allegiance." stated Draig as he saw the loathing look in the man's eye.
"Simply put it's a control collar that allows my pets to save some dignity" laughed Draig as his eyes glowed looking at his new acquisition.
The man merely growled before looking down, he knew he had become rusty and dull headed during his years of retirement but to actually slip up so hard. The man cursed himself before looking at Draig and nodding, he had no other choice. For all he knew there could be a kill switch on the ring and even he possessing the blood of Monster Nobility would rather live as a servant than to die as a dog.
"You came to terms rather quickly" remarked Draig feeling that the radical change was a bit suspicious.
"I'm old kid, I don't have time to waste on meaningless thoughts. I am certain that as long as I can't take off this ring then my life is in your hands and there is nothing to be done about it for the moment" admitted the man honestly, it wasn't resignation just merely accepting his current circumstances was not something he was in control of anymore.
"I see" muttered Draig suspiciously but Kira merely smirked.
"It's not good to think so much kid, sometimes you just have work with your situation until there is a change. However that doesn't mean I am content to serve you forever, now lets get down to business then. I assume this recruitment is to somehow prepare your own forces to fight against the Guilders" explained Kira his greying hair giving an easygoing look.
"I am but how did you know" asked Draig with a raise of a brow.
"Kid you don't have to think too hard to guess, the whole city knows about it and even some of the other cities and Guilds know about it. Your trending, after all it's been a few decades since the last time an enchanter appeared." explained Kira shedding a bit of light on the situation outside.
"I suppose you are correct but why bring this up, what is it you want" asked Draig staring intently.
"It's simple, if your going to be putting together your own forces then let me train them" explained Kira with confidence.
"Why" stated Draig 
"I actually have experience as a Knight and what's more is I know of some of the older methods of shaping an Order. I assume that's what your going for with all these normal humans here" answered Kira smirking knowing he had hit the nail on the head.
Draig seeing no reason not to allow Kira to train the Knights  permitted it, the only reason being if worse came to worse he would end the wolf.
The discussion between the two lasted for a bit longer before he was sent off with the rest of the recruits allowing Draig to return to the Farmhouse but by this time the sun was setting. Shaking his head lightly to clear his thoughts the young Feratu closed his eyes interested in what the next day would bring.

Orphaned in a world where the people gain classes through the drawing of a lottery, Draig a Vampire born amidst mortals must face the world and struggle with his Vampire heritage along with a odd System that was matched with him. All the while trying to survive against those who persecute his monster Heritage.

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