Hi guys! I’m making this novel because there aren’t any interesting novels to read. I’m gonna make this fanfic because I’ll be needing reader reviews to continue and also gonna add parts from different novels. Primarily this novel will have system, time reversal, harem and some mild R-18. Thanks for reading.

A 13 year old teenager lives the normal life with her parents but discovers that she has an interesting sexuality in older men. When meeting a  homeless man name chad 25 year old catches her eyes, she wants to explore every moment with him. While Chad does everything to get her, he experiences her beauty, talent and personality as a charm and is willing to explore more. While they both find ways to be together, and while Chad explores to find ways on how to enjoy life, and be in his own world without anything covering up. As they boldly love openly. Masonia makes him feel comfortable in his own manhood. They both become bored teens in life, in society, and in the normal life.

Danzhou Harbor lay to the east of the state of Qing, near the sea. Since the recent completion of the ports in the South, and with the sea route to the West that was opened up early on, the state’s center of trade had moved south. As a result, Danzhou Harbor was gradually forgotten. The formerly bustling port had quieted down years ago.
Seagulls flew freely, no longer harassed by annoying sailors.
The local residents of Danzhou Harbor, on the other hand, had not experienced much change in their lives. Although their income had decreased, the emperor had been exempting them from paying taxes for years, and they continued to lead comfortable lives. Not to mention that the seaport was very beautiful and, now quiet, it naturally became more livable.
Once in a while, some big name would come to Danzhou Harbor and build a manor.
However, as it was so far from the imperial capital, few of the officials really settled down there. Perhaps only the old lady who lived in the house to the west of the city could be counted as one.
It was said that the old lady was the mother of Count Sinan, and moved to Danzhou Harbor in her retirement. Everyone in the city knew that Count Sinan was favored by His Majesty. He was never dispatched in accordance with normal practice, but stayed in the imperial capital and worked with the Treasury Department. So, most residents showed sufficient politeness and respect to the house.
Children, however, did not understand these things.
It was a sunny day. The adults were sitting in the pub, enjoying the salty moisture carried in by the sea breeze, eating brined plums and drinking liquor from goblets.
A crowd of teenagers surrounded the stone steps outside the back door of Count Sinan’s estate in the western part of the city.
Approaching them, a funny scene would be revealed, as the teens were listening to a small kid of four or five years old. 
The small boy was adorable, with eyebrows that seemed painted on and a pair of bright eyes. Though his voice was childish, the tone of his speech was as mature as an adult.
Heaving a sigh, he made a gesture with his small arms and continued, "Truman walked toward the wall and found a ladder. He climbed the ladder, step by step, and found a door. He pushed the door open and went out...."
 "And then?"
"And then? Then...he was free again," the small kid pouted, appearing impatient that the teens would ask such a basic question.
"You must be kidding? Why didn’t he...that Chris...."
 "Christof," interrupted another teen.
"Yes. Why didn’t Truman beat up Christof to vent his anger? He had been imprisoned for years."
The small kid shrugged and said, "No."
"Hush! So boring. Young Master Fan Xian, today’s story is not as interesting as the one from a couple days ago."
"Then, what kind of stories do you like?"
"An Ethereal Journey."
"A Great Epic."
"Hush!" said the small kid called Fan Xian, extending his middle finger at the bigger teens around him. He admonished, "Fighting and killing are unhealthy, digging all over for treasure makes nature unwell."
Suddenly, a furious shout came from the courtyard, "Young master, where are you!?"
Imitating his gesture, all the teens flashed their middle fingers, a most spectacular sight because of the large number of kids. They made a collective "Hush!" and ran away with laughter.
The small child, Fan Xian, stood up from the stone steps, patted the dust off his rear, turned around, and ran into the courtyard. Before he closed the door, he glanced with his clever eyes at the young, blind boss of the grocery store across from the house, displaying a complexity of emotion that did not match his age. He then gently closed the door.
 
It had been four years since Fan Shen had come to this world. During that time, he gradually came to the realization that he was not dreaming. He truly did arrive in an unknown world. In some ways, this world appeared the same as the one he remembered, but in others, it was not the same at all.
Overhearing the gossip of the servants in the count estate, he had finally deciphered his identity. He was the bastard son of the capital’s Count Sinan.
In stereotypical stories of rich and powerful families, a bastard son was easily hated and persecuted by the wife and concubines. His honorable father, who had no real power, seems to have had only one son. To carry on the family lineage, Fan Shen was sent to Danzhou Harbor, far away from the capital.
Over the years, he had become accustomed to his identity. Still, the soul of an adult trapped in the body of a child has to withstand experiences completely different both physically and psychologically. A normal person would probably go insane. Luckily, in his previous life, Fan Shen was bedridden for many years due to a neuromuscular disease called myasthenia gravis. Compared with his miserable former life, the slight difficulty in moving now was nothing at all. Though living in the body of a child, he had adapted well to his current life. 
What he was most unaccustomed to was his name. At the age of one, the Count sent a letter and gave him the name Fan Xian and the style name Anzhi.
It was not a good name. In the dialect of his hometown, it sounded like a curse, meaning "freak."
His form being that of a mere baby at the time, he had no way to express his opposition using words.
At the start of his hospital treatment in his former life, Fan Shen could move his head. He often begged the cute nurse to buy him pirated DVDs and books.
Living in the Count’s home, he learned that the Countess was a kind woman with a reputation for coldness. In fact, she cared for Fan Xian very much. The servants never treated him differently for being born a bastard. However, he was still upset because he could not communicate with anyone.
How could he tell the servant girls that he came from another world? How could he tell his teacher that he could read every character in his books?
So, he often snuck out the side door to play with the non-royal children. Much of the time, he regaled them with stories from the movies and novels of his homeworld.
It seemed that he wanted to remind himself of something. He wanted to remind himself that he did not belong to this world. In the other world, he had movies, Internet and porn.
He didn’t know why he told the kids about The Truman Show today. With its unsuspecting plot and without the charming Jim Carrey, he should have known that the youth of Danzhou Harbor would not like it at all.
But he told the story anyway.
Deep in his heart, he felt his situation to be ridiculous—why would he suddenly, so close to death, be reborn in this new body? He couldn’t help but think of that movie...maybe the people on the streets and the seagulls in the sky were props?
Just like The Truman Show.
Truman finally realized that his reality was fake. He resolutely sailed until his boat punctured the wall of the dome, and he found an exit door.
But Fan Shen—no, Fan Xian—knew that he was not Truman. This world was real, not some huge movie set.
So he found himself telling stories every day to remind himself that he belonged to another world. How ridiculous it all was!


A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants.
Thanks to one small act of kindness,
by providence she comes across a grateful friend;
Fortunate that her mother,
has done an unperceived good deed….

Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor…
Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road?

Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom.
Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost,
a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning.
Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.

Harry-Potter, These two words are those words that each magic fanatic teen knows either through novels or movies. 

Austin Evans was like one these magic fanatic teens in his high school. He liked to read novels, mangas, animes, movies etc. anything that relates to magic.

Born in very rich family of businessmen, his family spoiled him very much, even more after death of his mother during his young age. His father would always be busy in work related to business, and even travel time to time, other places for works, meetings etc. So he was unable to spend his time with Austin. But he always fulfilled any wishes or needs Austin have, and provided large amount of money to him for spend on thongs he liked.

Before High School, Austin was like any other rich spoiled kid out in world, but in high school after he made few new friends who were what we call OTAKU, he started become like them. He even started to bunk classes later on to watch movies or anime series. One thing that fascinated him more in these things was Magic.

He searched and read every novels, books, journals related to magic daily. He became one of biggest fan of Harry Potter series after watching its movie series. Then he started to purchase everything is related to Harry Pitter series like Wands, Books, Brooms, Dressesetc. He always read few chapters of Harry Potter Novel series before sleeping, once it ends then he again start it from beginning.

Last night was like any other nights except few things that happens after reading the few death part of story, that was crying. Last night he cried and slept after reading the death of Fred, one of the Prankster Twins in the Battle of Hogwarts to find out Next Morning he wasn't in his previous world but in Potter-Verse and in train that left for Hogwarts - Hogwart Express.

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Austin Evans got transmigrated into the world of Harry-Potter unexpectedly with a system, while sleeping after reading Harry Potter last night.

He used to be what people say one of the POTTER-HEADS. He was in his late teens and one of the biggest fans of Harry Potter Series. What he liked most in the series either in movie or in novel was Magic, Wands etc. He also used to like to read other novels related to Wizard, Sorcerers, Spell-Casters etc.

So how will he change story and by how much??

What will the effects of changing the story??

Will he be in shadows or rise up openly??

Watch his journey to become most powerfull wizard in different novel universes.




This is just a fan written fiction about his favourite novel. I don't own any of characters accept mine in this series, originals belong to JK Rowling.

Actually, The System Design in this novel has, been picked up from another fan-fic on webnovel known as Wizardary system with little modification. If the writer of the that novel have any problem regarding me copying his idea then he/she can mail me i will remove the ideas I had taken from that novel.The Wizardary System is quite good fanfic, in fact it was one of my favourites fanfics about harry-potter but the MC started to behave like an little kid later on along with other characters so it dropped few ranks in my list of fanfics, If my character goes like that in future please remind me.

And about Cover of the Novel, i got it from google if anybody have any problems with it, you can either comment on the novel or mail me on: 

shauryasingh67559@yahoo.com

Although Adrian set a so-called "mighty" aim for himself, it was much easier said than done. Since ancient times, men who could attract women were either rich, powerful, or both.
Needless to say, if Adrian could control Hollywood and make anyone a celebrity, the actresses whom he used to desire would certainly throw themselves into his arms. However, having a few million dollars was insufficient, thus expropriation was imperative.
An ordinary person would have fretted over expropriations, but it was a relatively simple thing for him as he was born again. Owing to the fact that he read many online novels in his previous life, he remembered a lot of expropriation methods, for instance, asking Claude to trade Japanese yen for him.
Nevertheless, knowing the methods was one thing, because they were also easier said than done. Being a small-time director in his previous life, he knew films very well but was not as knowledgeable in the financial aspect. While he could find information related to money-making on the Internet, they were impossible to execute.
Therefore, he needed someone to help him in the financial aspect if he wanted to expropriate.
Even though every rich playboy had a bunch of bad friends, one still had a few good ones, such as Claude Ronries whom Adrian convinced. Their families were rather close, especially because their dads were Harvard graduates from the same year, they were fraternity brothers with a deep level of connection, and were also godfathers of each other's children. After Adrian's parents died in an accident, the Ronries couple helped him a lot.
The best term to describe Adrian and Claude's relationship was childhood friends or friends who wore split pants. Overall, the two of them grew up causing trouble together, bullying people together, and picking up girls together. Even after Claude was asked to work in his dad's company after he graduated, he still made time for Adrian once in a while. He also stayed by Adrian's side to help him deal with his parents' death.
Adrian may not be the rich playboy he used to be, but he had a natural affinity with the previous owner after inheriting all of his feelings and memories. Furthermore, based on his previous memories, Adrian remembered that Claude was extremely outstanding in business, thus he thought about him right away.
The only thing was that it required too much talking to convince Claude, thus it was fortunate that the trump card he drafted based on the memories was useful—6 million dollars was not much, but Claude had little opportunity to go all-out. Besides, Adrian also mentioned that he would not suffer any loss even if the plan was ruined. Additionally, the fact that they were childhood friends made it easier for him to get the first step done.
That being said, the fact that Claude agreed to the odd plan that was full of loopholes made Adrian wonder if he had other intentions.
"Since I'm done with the first step, I should take the second step as soon as possible." He began working again after the most important thing to kickstart it was done.
From February 1990 to May 1990, he basically spent all his time in his villa. Apart from the Writers Guild and the library, Adrian rarely stepped out, which really shocked Mrs. Galen, who was responsible for tidying the rooms.
The first time he hated the era was when he realized computers were still equipped with DOS programs, phones were big and clumsy, laptops were way too simple, and the lack of Internet meant the lack of web portals and search engines.
This forced Adrian to prepare a lot of books and dictionaries, and he also spent at least a week familiarizing himself with a typewriter before he began writing scripts.
The second step was naturally to enter Hollywood to build his influence through films. While he had no relationships in the film industry, he knew that being a screenwriter was unquestionably the simplest way since he already had a plan.
In the beginning, he was still a little uncertain when he set that aim, but he made a shocking discovery when he carefully recalled the scripts he read and analyzed before he was reborn—he remembered those scripts completely and clearly as long as he spent enough time thinking about them.
Perhaps this was related to the merging and recombination of his memories, but the gift from God had undoubtedly helped him have enough chips in hand. Hence, he completed six full scripts and ten script outlines after working tirelessly for three months. Following that…
Brandt Erwin checked his surroundings carefully after he stopped his car. He grunted softly when he made sure that this was his destination, then walked toward the villa. After he rang the doorbell, an ordinary-looking middle-aged woman answered the door a few minutes later, who looked at him in confusion. "May I ask who you're looking for?"
"Does Mr. Adrian Cowell live here? I'm Brandt Erwin from Universal Pictures' editorial department, we have an appointment," Brandt asked politely but was secretly grunting on the inside. He wondered. 'He lives in a villa like this, but is writing scripts for a film company? Are rich men so bored nowadays?'
"Please come in, Mr. Adrian has been waiting for all of you for a long time." The woman who came to a sudden realization quickly led him inside.
Brandt nodded but was actually puzzled. 'She said "all of you", what did she mean?'
Soon enough, his question was answered because three out of the four men who were sitting in the villa's living room were familiar people to him. They were people from film companies Warner, Fox, and Disney.
'What? Is Mr. Cowell waiting to sell to the highest bidder?' This was Brandt's first thought, but he quickly got rid of that. 'Although he looks young, he doesn't seem like he needs money.'
Before he managed to figure it out, Billy Eddie, an assistant from Disney's editorial department waved his hand to greet him with a smile, "Hey, we were waiting for you, Brandt. Quick, come over."
Afterward, Billy exchanged glances with the other men and they shrugged at the same time, which made Brandt even more confused. 'You were waiting for me? What does that mean?'
"Can you explain, Mr. Cowell?" After introducing himself to the young man, Brandt asked, "I believe that you arranged for all of us to meet?"
"Oh, of course." The young man laughed. "I was suddenly inspired to write a few scripts lately, and I wanted to see if I can earn money from them, so I sent them to your company, then invited you over for a discussion."
"A… A few scripts?!" Brandt was dumbfounded. He subconsciously turned to look at his peers, who shrugged at the same time again and looked at him as if they were saying "now you understand."
Brandt suddenly felt that his brain could no longer function. 'Mr. Adrian Cowell clearly meant that he sent different film scripts to different big companies at the same time, and these companies sent their representatives to contact him to purchase his scripts!
'Are you kidding me? Even Hollywood's top screenwriter can't satisfy a few big companies at the same time unless the scripts were written long ago, but based on the responses from Billy and the others, it looks like he really wrote them recently. This is… Unbelievable.'
Brandt read the script he received, which was a very relaxed high school comedy called '10 Things I Hate About You.' Even though some methods used to develop the plot were rather old-school, it was overall an interesting piece. In America, films that were least likely going to lose money were about romantic love and high school teens. As long as the scripts were outstanding, the director was smart, and the cast were youthful and attractive, the box office sales would be decent. At times, those films even resulted in high profits.
It was exactly why the editorial department's manager urged him to do his best to secure the script.
"This is too shocking, Mr. Cowell." Brandt quickly regained his senses, then glanced at Billy, Shakira Jefferson from Warner, and Barney Jacklin from Fox as he said, "Honestly, your story about high school teens is amazing."
He was surprised when he noticed the other three men shaking their heads so slightly that they were unnoticeable. 'The four scripts are of different genres? This is… Too much.'
Nonetheless, he quickly held back his emotions, then looked at the others who nodded slightly at him. Since Mr. Cowell chose to negotiate with a few companies at once, they needed to join hands to lower the price, which was a normal situation since he was also new to this.
While Adrian gave each company a different script and seemed like he was not lacking money, the four men knew that they could not lower the price much, but anything was better than nothing.
"Thanks for your compliment, Mr. Erwin." Adrian smiled, then mentioned, "Let's get to the point."
"Of course." After exchanging glances quickly, Brandt was the first to speak, "Your script is very remarkable, but you're new to this, and you're not a professional screenwriter, so I can only offer you 35,000 dollars."
Billy twitched his mouth upon hearing him but immediately agreed with Shakira from Warner and Barney from Fox. "Yes, Mr. Cowell, that's a fair price."
"Is that so?" Adrian frowned a little. "That's too low."
A moment later, he smiled again. "It's alright, that will do."
The four of them were startled, especially Brandt who offered the lowest price on purpose to make it easier for them to negotiate. He did not expect Adrian to agree so quickly, thus he was stunned.
Following that, Adrian revealed the mystery when he placed two files on the side table. "Oh, right. If it isn't inconvenient, can you help me take a look at these scripts?"


In the ‘90s era, Adrian Cowell was just a rich young man living it up in Los Angeles who had spent years in indulgence and often caused trouble. Unable to allow his behavior to continue, his parents changed their will before their passing and he was no longer able to live as extravagantly as he did before. However, Adrian's fate took a turn one night while trying to fix his bedside lamp which led to Zhang Haoxuan, a man from the future who had time-traveled after being intoxicated, to possess his body.
Assuming his new identity as ‘Adrian’, he utilizes his absurd memory for films in his former life as Zhang Haoxuan, as well as Adrian’s wealth and connections, to replicate films that have been produced in the future — determined to dominate the Hollywood scene.
Watch Adrian as he rises to be the king of Hollywood, a figure who will be envied by many!


Franklin roosevelt wasn't always the best of people , he was good at times and bad at other just like any other human being in the world, he was totally normal no higher IQ, no vast knowledge,  he wasn't even good looking,  but one thing for sure , he was a decent guy .
born on earth on may 27th 1987 , he had a bachelor degree on mechanical engineering from a mid level college, which he didn't bust his ass to get , he only studied to get by and nothing more . 
so without high degree or without recognition he had to apply to normal jobs and get rejected most the time .
one 2012 he finally got a job at a small company that paid minimum wages,  but he didn't complain,  on the contrary,  he was ecstatic about his , he finally had  a steady income , which honestly could be used to pay for his love and passion for comics and fantasy novels , he had read it all from lord of the rings and harry potter to game of thrones and its plots of manipulation and also had a huge love for marvel/ DC comics which he loved since childhood but never got read because he was of poor family ( you heard it folks) he barely had to go with his basic needs .
after 5 years he nearly finished it all until he heard his comic store owner recommend web novels , especially the fan fiction genre which he worshipped and reignited his love for comics by novels made by many people ,some are good , and many are bad ( like way bad ) , he wasn't always fixated on grammar but once he read a novel containing harem in DC / marvel comics his brows would furrow and many black would form on his forehead , like what the shit bringing Japanese manga and Chinese novels logic to fuckin comics , like actually,  what the fuck ??
Today was just another day for him , he had smitten another horny guy who wrote about nothing but his Mc making girls go ahegao , 
really mature , it had become his new hobby making smart comebacks at the horny teens in the sight , so after 10 minutes of continuous insult , he shut his phone and plugged it to charge , satisfied by his handy , offcourse , he went to take a shower  , never knowing the guy he just offended was actually a ROB trying to write a novel to kill some time , and so the ROB decided to kill him by levitating his bathroom sink and throwing it at the top his head , the perfect crime , offcourse , if you weren't spotted by death it's self for the soul had a couple more decades before it died of ( drum role please )  being hit by a  TRUCK , he would have been given a chance at reincarnation and a wish and went on his marry way , so death the only sensible thing , he rat him to the GOD who decided to put him through the trial to find,  surprise  , his chosen one killed by  certain ROB , and damn he was furious the guy wasn't your typical horny self obsessed asshole like the rest and his normalicy gave him a certain thing which most fuckers in reincarnation situations severely lacks , common sense  , yes ladies and gentlemen you heard right , common  sense  , and was happy he was about to end the trial and give the guy a bit of luck to push his life forward he would have designed a new yacht engine which would have brought him millions  , and before that would have met the love his life , but No , all that is gone because one stupid ROB couldn't refute a mortal on web novel site , and some one had to pay.

 that's what brings magnificent hall of godly ( looks similar to zeno from dragon balls ) , with death , a soul , god and a ROB

a guy who loves comics and stories and novels end up dying for a stupid reason, he gets compensated and sent to the turmoil filled world of DC's justice league to save it and correct the wrongs with a set of wishes.

I don't own DC or marvel am just  a fan making a novel to pass time .

Until they left Fenhong Street, Zeno could not regain his composure. Xi Lun's men, surprisingly, did not further investigate their situation. They only asked a few questions before letting them go. Of course, they would not receive any more xue nu. Xi Lun may have been kind to them, but this was not a charity.

However, as long as there were no accidents, Zeno had no worries—this was good news.

Thinking carefully about what just happened, Zeno realized that the scar-faced man simply did not seriously want the protagonist to complete the task. He just wanted to see what he would do to satisfy his own curiosity.

In this context, Xi Wei's performance showed that he had long felt he could not analyze all the options, outcomes and their consequences. Despite this, his inherent sense of danger made him acutely aware that Xi Lun held no malice towards them.

Xiao Wu's father was really interesting.

This whole matter had only been a brief interlude. Now that the matter passed, they had to go back to the broken cabin and follow their original path.

Fenhong Street grew livelier as night approached. People from all walks of life gathered and the area slowly adopted a chaotic atmosphere. Xi Wei clutched Zeno and walked quickly and inconspicuously along the wall as usual, quietly leaving the area. Those seeking the pleasures of the night had no time to pay attention to this humble beggar; thus the night provided them with a gentle protection.

The snow had not yet disappeared, so Xi Wei must lift his feet appropriately to move through, and occasionally he slipped on an icy patch. Zeno felt that these moments were warm and tranquil, even the blood-red moon that should be strange had a unique beauty to it.

Zeno, as an orphan, should be accustomed to a lonely life after years of solitude. However, he found that in the short span of only two days, through his actions, Xi Wei completely touched Zeno's heart. He was no longer merely a character from a book, but a real person—the most important person in Zeno's life.

As they crossed through the waterways and streets of Ye Sa City, Xi Wei soon began treading on familiar ground. Before long they returned to their small, broken boat.

To their surprise, Hua Li had actually returned long ago. Bored of flying around, she was waiting for them.

Xi Wei's pupils contracted a bit, then he immediately bowed his head and ignored the presence of Hua Li completely. He snuggled Zeno in; if the baby slept he would not feel hungry.

Hua Li quietly fluttered her dainty wings and searched quickly until she found a slightly clean corner of the boat to settle in peacefully.

Zeno had been very tired these past two days. What happened in merely 24 hours almost completely subverted his knowledge of the past two decades. He also spent a lot of effort trying to pretend to be a qualified infant, so he fell asleep instantly.

In accordance with the normal course, they should not be in this life together. They have already crossed paths they should not yet have reached, but things do not always happen as one thinks they will.

From winter to spring, the coldest and toughest season of the year finally passed. Although it was just three months, it felt particularly long, and Zeno spent the most unforgettable winter in this world.

This winter, he met the protagonist of his favourite novel, and he has been following that protagonist and eating his leftovers. They trekked to every corner of the frigid city, every day, just to find something to eat.

The only thing to be thankful for was that Hua Li seemed to be very interested in the little baby, and she would bring back nectar to share with Zeno every time she disappeared. Of course, the 'big bastard' Xi Wei did not get a share.

The type of food that could safely be given to young babies was scarce, and Xi Wei could only find a limited amount of food. If only a very small portion of food was found, Xi Wei would often starve himself to feed Zeno first. When Hua Li returned with nectar it really helped the boys out a lot, so from the bottom of his heart Zeno was very thankful to her.

Hua Li also refrained from asking Xi Wei to return her possessions. Even though she wanted to, memories of Xi Wei's violence frightened her into silence.

Zeno suspected that the betrayal by the Elf Queen had some hidden secret behind it. Hua Li has hopefully been directed away from this, kept busy helping him. He also wanted to eliminate the hidden danger. Even if he could not become good friends with Hua Li, he did not want to send her in the enemy's direction this time around.

Since the emergence of the spring season, Xi Wei started to collect soft green heartleaf, an edible plant that grows along the banks of the river. Except for during the cold of winter, it grew plentifully year round, and has been their staple food since spring arrived.

Zeno began to grow teeth two months ago, but still could not eat many solids. Xi Wei mashed the heartleaf in the broken bowl and fed him the resulting grass juice. Heartleaf tasted a little bitter and Zeno wrinkled his face every time every time he ate it—it was a bit hard to swallow.

After three months in a different world, Zeno finally completed a psychological shift from a normal office worker to a small, wandering beggar. Xi Wei still seldom spoke. Zeno was, in fact, a little bit nervous. People were social animals, and not everyone had the psychological capabilities of this protagonist to be at peace and content with silence.

Fortunately, Hua Li always chattered on, complaining about the 'big bastards' around town and sharing anecdotes from her travels outside. This prevented Zeno from suffocating in the silence.

Allowing his thoughts to wander about, Zeno rested his chin on his protagonist's shoulder, enjoying the warm spring sunshine for a moment. All of a sudden, the drowsy Zeno heard a weak sobbing.

The sound was a little familiar. Xi Wei also appeared to have heard, but he did not pause, showing every intention to keep moving forward. He completely intended to refrain from looking back and ded not care about why the owner of the voice was crying.

Zeno's face was naturally pointing in the opposite direction of Xi Wei's, and his curiosity led him to crane his neck towards the source of sound. The only thing he could see was a fuzzy little figure hiding beneath the bridge not far away, crying tragically.

Despite that, her iconic scorpion braid revealed her identity; it was actually Xiao Wu!

Thinking about it, they were not too far away from Fenhong Street. Although it was not directly connected, it was not completely impossible that Xiao Wu would appear here. Because the scar-faced man loved her so much, how could he allow his precious baby girl to cry alone?

Looking slightly further along, two armed warriors stood by. It seemed that this was a family business matter. Since it was a family conflict, in addition to the fact that Xiao Wu was prejudiced against the protagonist, Xi Wei would only cause himself trouble by going over.

Let's pretend we didn't see it!

Xi Wei lightly patted the baby's back, and Zeno took the hint. He immediately stopped twisting around, and tucked his head back into the hollow of Xi Wei's neck.

"Hey, you picked a lot of heartleaf today," called a familiar voice, and someone stopped in front of them.

Xi Wei was forced to stop, his eyes indifferently sweeping over several people gathered in front of them.

Zeno's heart skipped a beat. It's over, why has he already come? He even brought backup.

The one who spoke was a wandering little beggar like Xi Wei. Yesterday, he wanted to snatch their heartleaf instead of putting in effort to gather his own. As a result Xi Wei, who was pretending to be afraid, took the opportunity to kick him into the river, and it took him half a day to climb out.

Pretty good vitality for such a small guy.

Although Zeno was not worried yesterday with the dominant protagonist, today they would have to worry about their safety.

What were the odds? Is there one stratagem in the 36 that could ensure success?

Zeno was even carefully figuring out who he could bite with his own, brand new, sharp little teeth.

He came to the conclusion that they were probably frustrated, and if they simply did not resist, they could allow the other party to hit them until they were bored. Then they should leave.

Such moments were always particularly difficult, and the two boys probably felt similar to sacrificial offerings before they were sacrificed.

"Stop!" The slightly hoarse voice of a girl suddenly burst out, breaking the tense atmosphere.

No doubt, it was Xiao Wu. Her strong sense of justice once again emerged. She would not allow this bullying of the weak to happen in front of her own eyes.

Right now, the term 'saint mother' was a derogatory term. If any light novels wrote in a saint mother female lead, people would spit on it. However, after being supported by their own saint mother, Zeno hated that the world could not be filled with saint mothers.

The teens were totally surprised. They did not have a clue where the bean-sized little girl that angrily stomped in between them came from. The little girl was wearing clean and tidy clothing, and her red eyes betrayed that she just cried.

The leader was not a fool. One look at the girl's dress revealed that in Ye Sa City, she must belong to the 'aristocracy'. They could not afford to provoke people of her level.

They were unwilling to leave without settling the score, but if they did not go, they were afraid they would get into trouble.

The boys' faces were twisted.

Xiao Wu, unaware of their tangled thoughts, could only see their fierce expressions. She felt a bit of fear creeping in, and involuntarily withdrew two steps. As long-term street dwellers, the moment they found her shifting to timid behaviour and lacking confidence, they changed. One by one, they retrieved their own courage.

"Young lady, that boy robbed our heartleaf. Wanting to take back our own stuff is not excessive, right?" This was the famous opening one's eyes to tell a lie (means to lie all the time).

Xiao Wu, puzzled, looked behind her, and this look simply angered her down to her heart. She did not expect that it would actually be that bastard. She just wanted to preserve justice, but failed to pay attention to whom it was she was protecting.

After a separation of three months, Xiao Wu still clearly remembered the little beggar. Throughout her childhood, her father and the surrounding warriors spoiled her thoroughly. Only Xi Wei cheated her and 'humiliated' her. Just thinking about it made her eyes even redder.

The teens watch the scene play out in front of them, their grins growing larger, as they geared up—ready for a fight.

Who knew Xiao Wu would turn back, "You, do you take me for a fool? He is alone, taking care of a baby. How could he grab your stuff?"

The teenagers were surprised for a moment, then angry, and now they completely disregarded whether or not they would offend the 'aristocrat'. They proceeded to surround Xiao Wu to teach her a lesson together.

Xiao Wu only has empty justice; since the other party had force on their side she could only wait for the pain.

Fortunately, Xiao Wu was not an ordinary girl. The two warriors quietly following may have no way to help her with the tears she had shed, but how could they not control these young teens looking for death?

Xiao Wu watched on as the warriors finished picking up those troublemakers and escorted them out, and thought back to her quarrel with her father. She found herself growing upset again, and then clutched her face and started crying.

A soft little hand caught Xiao Wu's scorpion braid, gently tugging it. Although the strength was not enough to really attract her attention, the little girl realized that there were still others nearby, wiped her face in a quick attempt to disguise her tears, and stood up.

The one who entered her vision was Zeno, baring cute milk teeth with his little smile. Xiao Wu's hand lifted towards him, she just wanted to give his cheeks a good pinch.

Even though babies usually grab at everything they could, Zeno used his full strength to pull on Xiao Wu's braid. He did it even though his own protagonist's eyes warned him to let go and ignore her.

Xiao Wu was still very fond of this cute little one, and seeing that he was teething made her very curious to feel his mouth. However, before she could lay a hand on him, Xi Wei nimbly dodged her attempt.

Xiao Wu pouted, voicing her displeasure, "Let people touch if they want ah!"

Xi Wei was silent as always, and his movement was very fast. He had no intention of allowing Xiao Wu to touch Zeno's baby teeth.

Zeno giggled musically. Xiao Wu showed a rare serious face, and then started baby talking, "Call me jiejie, come on little one, say 'jiejie'."

Zeno obeyed, "Jiejie."

The pronunciation was awkward and not standard, but it was indeed true speech; he spoke his first sentence in this world.

(1) Seduction Game

Translator:
BlackBoxTL

(2) Wounded Ego

Translator:
Onigiri TLife

All novels are completely transferred over. They are all complete. 

Obviously not mine, for reading purposes only.

More are on the way to be moved over.

Contains possible spoiler

What I want to clarify is Jinhee is not actually weak. This is how the normal teens are (As far as I've seen around me).


I can take myself as an example. I had this friend of mine, who took every chance to tease. She hid my food, pranked me, and etc... But everytime I was in trouble, she helped me. 


Whenever someone made fun of me (I was a quiet and docile kid) or tried to bully me, she stood up for me and beat them up for me when I was scared to.


This is something similar to Jinhee and Taehee's relationship. Taehee helped Jinhee in her last life, and although Taehee teased Jinhee a lot in this life, Taehee comforted and help Jinhee in this life too. So, Jinhee can not hate Taehee.


As we grew up, that friend of mine and I grew distanced. She doesn't care for how I am now, and there were couple of times she lied to me. Although those actions of her hurt, I still care for her and try to know how she is doing. 


In other novels, the female lead hates the backstabbing bestfriend, and of course, that should be done because of all the things they have done for her.


But Taehee had done nothing like TO JINHEE. The most he had done was to kiss Jaehyun in her previous life, and all those doubts Jinhee had on him in her previous life was merely her guesses— HER GUESSES COULD BE WRONG.


Her feelings (platonoic) for Taehee was not that shallow that a simple kiss scene would be able to take her hate Taehee and take revenge on her despite all the help Taehee lent her.


Taehee was a genuine friend to her in previous life. Jinhee was not that smart in studies yet Taehee tried her best to get Jinhee at Top 30 and tried her best to protect Jinhee from bullies in her last life. Not only that, when Jinhee moved out of her house, Taehee rented a simple shared apartment with her in previous life when Taehee could live on own.


If someone has done all that for you, you can not be abandon them completely. Moreover, Jinhee was still 18/19 during her death, so you can't exactly expect her to be that controlled on emotions as an adult.


Moreover, growing up, Jinhee dealt with insecurity issues, and those aren't easy to get rid of, especially for a teen. She was compared with her twin, Jinkyung, and later on, with Taehee. Many commented on how she did not suit Jaehyun, and who she thought to be her parents did not support her. She was not smart or beautiful as Taehee or Jinkyung.

 So, of course, she'll somewhat try to dislike herself, and she's strong enough to not to self-harm herself in her previous life. I've seen people around me self-harm themselves due to these reasons, so I hope you can understand how strong Jinhee was being to be able to hold on until this point.


I'm trying to put in the realistic elements of a teen within Jinhee.

 It is okay for you to hate Jaehyun, but about Taehee, I don't want anyone of you to hate Taehee too much. Taehee did everything for Jinhee in her previous life without anything in return, and such a friend is truly a treasure if I had to be honest.


Yes, Jinhee did chase after Taehee to make Taehee as her friend, but that was Jinhee's decision.


In other novels, the ex-friends becomes ex because they harm the female lead or was with them for the status thing. But Taehee did neither to Jinhee.

Betrayed by her boyfriend and best friend, Lee Jinhee found herself being heartbroken, and due to her impulse, she got into an accident, leading to her death.

But fortunately for her, she was provided with a second chance!

Lee Jinhee found herself being satisfied with it!

However, what the hell had happened in this life of hers? Why was her best friend and boyfriend acting so strange?

Hold on!

Why was her best friend, Han Taehee, acting so clingy?

Why was her boyfriend, Kim Jaehyun, the one chasing after her this time around? 

Why was they paying this much attention to her this time around?


However, despite the weird changes, Oh Jinhee was determined to make those who had wronged her in her previous life pay!

⌈ STATUS
    Theodore Young
    JOB: Villager (Battle-Maid)
    LVL: 2 EXP: 15/50 ⏌
⌈ SKILLS
    • Blessed by Goddess LVL∞ • Item Box LVL3
    • Smithing LVL1 • Woodwork LVL2
    • Cooking LVL2 • Cleaning LVL3 • Analyse LVL2 ⏌

"Haaais," I sigh to myself. "I'm making progress, but toward what end?"

You're back, I see! I would normally welcome you, with open arms, but I'm just not feeling any good about the way I've been living this past week and a half.

Oh, no, it's not like I'm in any big trouble - like last time - I'm just a little lost. What exactly am I here to do? They say that "a man without purpose is a man without life." Now, even though I will proudly tell anyone that my 25 years on Earth have been lived to the fullest of my ability, I just don't have it in me to feel the same way about my life inside the world of my favourite JRPG video game, Veronicle.

I wonder if other transmigrators, the ones that are told to go vanquish the Demon Lords, or find the lost Legendary Weapons of distant lands, ever find themselves sitting on the porch of a random town's inn, racking their brains about the philosophy behind living a fulfilling life?

Probably not, huh?

They probably all have too much fun, fighting for their kingdoms and saving princesses, to even find the time to sit down - let alone think about anything.

Now that I think about it, in most of the transmigration light novels that I've read, the MC is usually still in their teens. What normal teenager would ever waste their time philosophising over their own lives? They're all too busy trying to get their peckers wet.

"Haaaais," I sigh to myself again, before standing up and patting down the back of my tunic. "No need to think so much, I suppose. There's work to do, and I still have that [Quest] to save up some money!"
"Who are you talking to?" Heather pops her head into my vision, from the side, scaring the pants off of me. She follows my line of sight, to see what I'm looking at. "Are you one of those weird people who talk to themselves all the time, little Theo?"
"You!!" I exclaim, my face twisting in anger. "What are you doing here? Don't think I've forgotten about last time!"
"Yes," the she-demon continues, her lips curving up into an evil grin. "I remember last time someone had screamed out that they were 'nowhere close to being half as perverted' as a father-daughter couple, no?"
"..." I gulp nervously, turning my head away slowly.
"Well, I guess my memory could just be hazy from when the fight broke out."
"Yes! That's it!" I nod my head vigorously in agreement, hoping to appease this succubus that has somehow come to hold my life in her hands. "You must still be feeling weary from such a stressful event. Come, let me massage your shoulders~"

The tension in the air lifts as I watch Heather laughing along with my foolishness for the first time. Her dark brown hair glows lightly in the afternoon sunlight. If I were a galge gamer, instead of a freak who loves punishingly hard games like Sekino, I would see this as the start of a love flag.

⌈ QUEST

Lover's in Paradise

RAN---

OH NO YOU DON'T!!

Mentally waving away the [Quest] pop-up in my head, with a fervor like you've never seen before, my hate for this world and this system rises by another level. Just what does this world have against me, that it keeps spouting out nonsense that only the lowest tier of light novel authors could make up?

"Honey~ I'm home~" a deep and flamboyant voice echoes through the inn. "Oh, my Goddess. This place is looking spectacular as usual."

And, as if on cue, the combo-finisher giant inn owner comes back from yet another outing.

"Daddy," Heather says, rushing to the Bulk and giving him a hug. "Did you get me anything from your trip to the other side of town?"
"More and more people and adventurers are coming through Golem Town these days," the giant says, trying to get past his gold-digging daughter. "The market is really busy."
"Everyone's a new face to me," I say, leaning forward and resting my head on my crossed arms. "Did anything interesting happen?"

I like to think that the past week and a half have brought the three of us closer to one another. Small talk, like this, has already become a norm for me. Chatting to my viewers, whenever I live-stream online, is second nature.

"Hmm, not really," Keith says dismissively, before continuing on. "Ah, I did overhear some talk about the town's lack of lumber having an effect on those from the carpenters and smithing trades. Apparently, out in the woods, the beasts are making it hard for the lumberers and jacks to make any headway in building the town's stock."
"Oh, yeah. I've heard my mentor complaining about that at the workshop I've been going to for the last couple of days."

[SKILL] Woodwork LVL2

Among the few (useless) [Skills] that I have, the Woodwork, Smithing, and Cooking skills had yet to be touched. I'm sure you can understand that, being suddenly dumped in a new world, it can be a little while before one would relax enough to try and explore more of their surroundings and figure out what they can do, right?

I'm not ashamed to say that, before praying to the Goddess to somehow smite these two father and daughter duo, I spend some time in looking at my [Status] page. What gamer wouldn't try to plan out their next step? It's just that, with a [Skill] list such as mine... I can't see how I can accomplish what the original goal of Veronicle, the game, was: beating the final boss and saving the world.

Thus, as I stare at the spotless inn room ceiling - that I cleaned, by the way - I think of what I would normally do when I'm stuck in a JRPG.

Grind.

Grinding is fun! Grinding is great! Grinding is what makes a JRPG!

Who wouldn't love spending ten hours in a single area, going back and forth, killing the same few monsters over and over to level up enough to power their way through the next couple of hours of story? What are you, sane? Pfft!

"Does this town have carpenters or smithies," I had asked Keith a few days ago, as we were working in the kitchen. "I want to try my hand at making stuff."
"Oh~? Do you want to learn a trade, young man?" his deep voice loftily drifted through the kitchen. I shuddered.
"I don't really know what I want to do," I answered him, my hands busy with making the evening's soup. "Hanging around the inn all day isn't doing it for me anymore, so I need other things to do to get awa-- to keep myself occupied."
"Well, the inn has never looked better," the giant said, rubbing his chin in deep thought. "I suppose I could introduce you to a few of my good friends who deal with carpentry and smithing."
"Really?"
"Of course~"
"..." please. Don't do that when it's just the two of us here.

→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→

After breakfast, the next morning, Keith and I left the demoness at the inn and made our way toward the commercial side of Golem Town - the Business District.

As I walked through the town with Keith, swiping away his hand every time it reached for mine, I saw how Golem Town looked for the first time. Although the scenery that I'm used to from Earth was nowhere to be seen, the lack of technology and gadgets allowed the township to show-off its charming side.

Most buildings are made of stone bricks and timber, as expected from the era that Veronicle is set in. The houses are two storeys high, some of them having cross-road bridges suspended in the air to connect the two. Having grown up knowing only of apartment architecture, and living in an overpopulated city in a more advanced time, it was refreshing enough for me to get lost in awe at this new world.

Even in the game, when the player traversed towns throughout Riveria, there wasn't much time to stand around admiring the scenery - unless you wanted a Death Knight to rush up and stab you from behind with a massive two-handed sword.

→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→

Hi. A note from me, the author. I've had this in draft for a while, and I've decided I'm discontinuing the story. Thanks for reading. Bye.

Avid JRPG (Japanese Roleplaying Game) fan, Theodore Young gets pulled into the world of his favourite game: Veronicle. Normally, based on the novels that he'd read about transmigrating to another world, the MC would naturally become the hero that saves the world from the Demon King! However, Theo ends up being a [Villager]?!

Dive into the daily life of Theo, as he finds a way to live in this new world, while he tries to figure out ways to get back home! Meeting new faces, getting into weird situations, and flirting with the local barmaids is just the tip of the iceberg!

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I'm a slow writer. If you do enjoy this story, please do be patient. Show your love in the comments.

Thank you to Iwannawritetoo for the Novel Cover. It looks nice.

Why?!...huh..

-Our MC, who was swelled with anger and despair, suddenly woke up, found himself in a room. The room was... -

"Dark... why is there room dark? Shouldn't I be in white room because I just died, because of a motherfucking incident, which should not have took place in fucking first place?! Well, I am already going through too much, so don't tell me I am now going to meet a Isekai God, and still, if I am, I want to be sent home. Right, this fucking moment!"

Suddenly someone remarked, 

"Dude, you read so many light novels, yet you don't know the basic rule: You can't reincarnate in the same world in which you died, that's common sense! Plus think of it like this.. you can start a new life in the another world. So stop acting like a wimp and except the fact you are dead. Ok.. just think."

"Huh..uh..are you um..god.. whatever... and I am thinking about what I need to! I am thinking about my family and I want to go back to them! Send me right this moment you bitch!

"Oi.. mind your mouth... and I can't, and even if I was able to, I would not do it."

"Why?!"

"Listen, you read light novels, so you will  know, there are humans, teens, who are fated to die and then reincarnate, with supreme powers and harem of beautiful girls, in which mostly are well endowed... oh yeah those hot and sexy girls work big boo-"

"Come to the point."

"You, too are destined to gain, not godly and supreme power or harem of girls, but something different than your typical Isekai protagonist, whom you hate, cause they are like god, yet dense to even understand the feelings of the girls in his harem. Well, I give you a chance.. to, you know.. eliminate all those protagonist... whom you hate. However, there is one difference here regarding protagonist. In light novels, they were reincarnated.. here they are natural citizens...I mean they are not reincarnated humans."

"Ok. So to speak, I will not be reincarnated as a Godly human or hero, with cute and sexy girls, who will be in my harem and, fawning over me just because it's me...hmm.. thank you, cause I hate that kind of reincarnation, where you have everything on silver platter, and golden spoon, in your cocksucking mouth.."

Damn! I am dead, yet I feel cold! So I shove my hands in my pocket and feel something hard.

Yeah, for one moment even I thought, like you, that I had a fucking boner, and.. how can I get a boner in this situation... turns out it was my phone.

Uh.. is my phone also getting reincarnated with me... damn there's not even wifi here... will it's not uncommon that there's no wifi here...

"Nope, your phone is not getting reincarnated..."

The hell! God, can you hear my thoughts?

"Yes I can hear your thoughts, and I am not God. I am Isekai transmigrate system, but whatever.. plus I really appreciate the fact we think similarly."

What are you blabbering about?

"I meant whole silver platter and golden spoon thing. Even I hate that, and you are the first person to think similarly like me and I appreciate that, I wish that every person, who came here, had thoughts like you."

Oh! Than you!... One minute... you said every person... that means there were... people before me, who visited this place.. what about them...I mean what happened to them?

"They, argued with me! With me! Ridiculing this serious and necessary task, which is to kill all the protagonist who don't deserve there lifestyle and align fate in a single order.. but those bastards were threatening me... can you believe it... threatening... to give them godly powers and harem.."

uh..so what hap-

"Now, they all are pests and insects in another world."

Oh...I see...

"Yeah, so.."

One minute... even I threatened, I mean argued with you.. will you not reincarnate me as a pest... or something...?

"No, like I said... they wanted harem and powers and all.. you did not ask for that... you asked just to go back to your family.. so it's not a big deal.."

.....

"....."

"Oh! It's nearly time so listen.. you already know what to do. You just have to kill the protagonist in each and every world I send you to! So, off you go to infinity and.... sorry I forgot what it was."

Hey! What do you mean by each and ever-

Out of nowhere, a blue-black portal opened right behind Ryuushiki, tearing
Ryuushiki's body, bit by bit, and sucking them inside slowly. Ryuushiki was shouting as loudly as he could. It must have been very painful.

Yeah... it was painful.. and I am still groaning. It was horrible, when my body, was slowly scraped and torn from me. This was something I wouldn't have believed would happen in real life.

Isekai light novel do help people who get isekai'd... but I think it won't really be helpful to the boy who has mission just to eliminate protagonist...I think they should write light novels like this too, so they can help people like me... who get, as a murderer, isekai'd.

Our MC who hated isekai protagonist with ridiculously strong powers, has a mission now. To transmigrate into different worlds to kill protagonist. 



(novel inspired by another webnovel which only has 4 to 6 chapters, so I restarted it, in my own way.)

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