This is a short about people from earth being brought into an interview with aliens who want to check out our earth.

Kit (don't you dare call her Kitten) doesn't want anything to do with anyone. Especially a random creep she meets on the subway. But when their subway train is taken hostage, Kit must rely on a perfect stranger. Will Kit be able to make it out alive with this strange boy, or will they both die trying??  Find out in: I Can Think of A Million Ways

The next morning I was organizing my locker which already became a mess when I heard Kit say, "Sidebar."


"Uh, okay?" I replied as I shut my locker and follow him out of the busy hallway. "What for?"


Kit whips around and shakes my hand. "Hello, my name is Kit Adair and my mom's an alcoholic." 


Raising my eyebrow I snort. "I'm not following."


"Last night my home witnessed a miracle!" We walk towards one of the exit doors which had nobody near it. "My mom actually admitted she had a problem with alcohol. Only part I don't like is that I have to be in on the meetings too."


I shook my head as I said to Kit, "Back up. Your mom's an alcoholic? She seemed fine when I met her."


Kit looked at me like I was a child. "Of course she seemed fine, Kat. She's been..." he looked around us just to make sure nobody was listening in. "She's been drinking alcohol like water as long as I could remember. She's built up her tolerance to the buzz."


"You never told me that," I whispered. "Why didn't you?"


Kit blushed as he said, "Because I was embarrassed. There's a reason you only ever saw my dad before now and that's because he's the only sober parent I've got."


Well, it's not like Hernando goes about telling people his mom's an addict. Even though most of the kids in our neighborhood already figured out as much. It's why Hernando never brings friends home. 


Only because when he gets there he doesn't know what state of mind his mom will be in. 


"Well, thank you for confiding in me, I guess," I replied. "I have a family member with an addiction too; my aunt Linda."


"I'm sorry, Kat. Why didn't YOU ever tell me that?" he asked.


I looked away from him as I said, "I felt ashamed."


"Which is a form of embarassment too." When I looked back at him, Kit looked sad. "Hmm... we'll talk about that later."


After Kit said that the first bell rang. "See you around, Kat," he replied as he walked away. 


Kit doesn't have a right to feel sad for me holding out on him! I'm the one who should be feeling sad about it. Which is why even though we sat near each other in the classes we were in together, we kept the talk about school and in-classroom projects. Never veering towards personal familial issues. 


Which was for the best. Since Kit and Rona were enthusiastically speaking with one another. One second they were talking about each other's favorite foods and the next they were talking about the current state of displaced Syrian refugees. It was definitely interesting to hear, but harder to follow. 


Not that I was trying to follow! For the most part.



I'm just glad I'm at home. I have to finish my math homework because I was given an extra day to complete it. It helped when I told the teacher I was with my cousin Hernando when he was at the airport. Everyone in school knows that Hernando's been interviewed by now. I just didn't see it on the news yet. 


"KATRINA!" Uh-oh?


"Coming!" I reply as I go down the stairs to the living room. My mom points at the television when she sees me, and there's Hernando's interview from yesterday. 


"I thought you and Nando went to the library on Saturday." She crosses her arms over her chest as she awaits my answer. 


I'm about to let something slip when someone knocks on the door. "It's Nando!" Hernando shouts. I rush to the door and open it. He walks in and takes in my mom's glare.


"Tia Talia, I can explain..."


"Good. I'm waiting for somebody to do so."



Hernando's mouth is open, but no words come out. I point at the television screen, which already is onto the next story of the day.


"Well, the interview is pretty self-explanatory, mama..."


"So you went to the airport with Nando just so he can hold a sign?!" Mama shakes her head. "Oh, and on a bet. Where did this bet come from?"


Hernando closes his mouth for a moment. "Tia Talia, I went with Katrina to her best friend's house and that's how the bet started. Kit, well he beat me at tennis and..."



"I'm very disappointed in both of you!" says my mom. "You lied to me about where you were and because of your lies, you," she looks at Hernando as she says this, "made the news."


Hernando opens his mouth to speak again, when my mom puts up her hand to stop him. "However, since I see your bet did no harm...I'll let it slide. You won't get grounded, Katrina. I think the publicity surrounding this idea is punishment enough."



"Gracias mama," I say with a smile. 


"Also, I'd like to meet this friend of yours one day, Katrina. He seems like an interesting young man."


"He is mama, and he'd like to meet you too. But...he is..."


"A gringo?" supplies Hernando with a smirk.


My mom laughs at Hernando's interruption. "I'll try not to hold that against him," she replies cheerfully. "Unlike this last scheme of yours, I'd like a heads up that Kit is coming." 


"Okay, I'll try."


"Try?" asks my mom with a raised eyebrow.


"Kit has a mind of his own. I'm surprised he hasn't just randomly popped into South Tucson yet." My mom and Hernando shares a look of alarm before looking at me. 


Hernando laughs. "Kit isn't crazy enough to walk into South Tucson on his own. That's suicide." 

I shrug as I add, "Kit hasn't said much about wanting to see my home since we studied with him..."

"Which was what? Just three days ago?" Hernando's questions are completely rhetorical. "He doesn't know what's good for him if he does step foot here. El Leon has been stepping up their game with people that are outsiders."


My mom wrinkles her nose at mention of the gangster's. "Maybe it's good there's outsiders visiting South Tucson. The more numbers of outsiders on the street, the less of a hold those pendejos might have."

I widen my eyes at my mom using a cuss word. She doesn't even like to cuss in English! 

Also, I avoid looking at my cousin. I don't want to act too obvious when I'm supposed to be oblivious. 


"Mama, I don't want me or my friend Kit to be stuck in a street war." After I say that my mom's eyes turn from livid to sad. 


"I know Mija, I just got caught up in the moment." She touches my cheek with her hand as she says, "Instead, use that brain of yours. You're so smart! Both of you are; and I know you'll find a way to change the world."


Only question is....how will Hernando and I change the world?

Kit and Kat are childhood friends growing up in the United States of Arizona, a state not historically known for embracing other cultures. Will their friendship survive? Or will Kit be pulled back into his white washed world while Kat gets pulled into her safety by numbers Latino neighborhood.

"DO you have a boyfriend, Miss Hernandez?"



Napatingin si Klarissa kay Ms. Tanya na siyang nag-i-interview sa kanya ngayon para sa private tutor position. Nagtataka siya kung bakit pati iyon ay kailangan pa itanong. Requirement na ba ngayon na single ka para maging karapatdapat na private tutor?



"Well, incase you get hired today and I'm sure you will, kasama sa contract na pipirmahan mo yung no boyfriend policy during your service here in Morales Steel Corporation."



Napaawang ang mga labi niya dahil sa narinig. Kung part iyon ng contract, hindi dapat iyon sinasabi sa interview. Unless she's hired already. At bakit naman naman bawal magka-boyfriend? Kung dalawang taon ang kontrata na pipirmahan niya, ibig sabihin noon dalawang tao din siyang hindi pwedeng magpaligaw. Mali yata na nag-apply pa siya sa MSC.



Nang tingnan niya kasi ito sa isang sikat na job portals sa internet, nasilaw siya sa offer na sahod para maging isang private tutor. Triple iyon ng sinasahod niya sa aalisan niyang online teaching center. Sa gano'ng kalaking sahod, maari na niyang mabili ng bahay ang mama niya at mapag-aral sa kolehiyo ang nag-iisa niyang kapatid. Mababayaran pati niya ang mga utang nila na matagal ng overdue. 



Ayos lang iyon, Klarissa. Wala ka din naman time magboyfriend 'di ba? Pamilya muna 'di ba? pangungumbinsi niya sa kanyang sarili. 



"I don't have a boyfriend, ma'am," tugon niya dito. "This isn't the right time to look for a boyfriend. I need a job to support my family's daily needs. It can wait, ma'am,"



Tumango tango itong muli. May ngiti na sumilay sa mga labi nito. "May anak ka ba?" Another weird question. Nagtataka na talaga siya. Private tutor ba talaga ang ina-apply-an niya o asawa ng may-ari ng MSC?



Pwede din naman yung huli. Aarte pa ba ako kung kailangan ko ng pera?



"Mr. Morales wants her son's tutor to be fully dedicated to its work. He also offer a place to stay in their house because he doesn't like people who always comes late. Very punctual na tao si Mr. Morales at na-discuss na din niyang libre ang magiging pagtira sa bahay nito."



"W-wala po," tugon niya. Napalunok siya dahil sa mga sinabi nito sa kanya. "Uhmm, h-hired na po ba ako?"



"Actually, you are. Tell us kung kailan ka pwede magsimula sa amin para maayos ko na ang pagkikita niya ni Mr. Morales at ng anak niya. Gusto ko din na pag-iisipan mo yung free luggage na kasama sa offer." Ngumiti ito saka nilahad ang kamay nito sa kanya. She accepted it immediately. "Welcome to Morales Steel Corporation, Miss Hernandez. Hindi 'man ikaw direktang magta-trabaho dito pero may mga times kasi na sinasama niya ang anak niya dito para maging pamilyar sa environment na meron siya. Dito din kadalasan nag-aaral ang anak niya."



Doon palang sigurado na siyang napaka-istrikto na ama ni Mr. Morales sa anak nito. "Ma'am, ilang taon na po ba ang anak ni Mr. Morales?"



 "Ten years old."



Napasinghap siya bigla. That age should be in a normal school not home schooled. Dapat naglalaro din sa kalsada ang mga gano'n edad. Sigurado siyang sutil ang batang tuturuan niya dahil iyon ang side effect kapag strikto ang magulang at hindi nahahayaan na makalabas. Dapat na ba niya ipagdasal na bigyan siya nang mahabang pasensya?



"Do you any other question, Miss Hernandez?" Umiling siya bilang sagot. "Then, let us know when will you be able to start,"



"Tapusin ko lang po yung dalawang araw na natitira sa pagrerender ko doon sa aalisan ko na company."



"Okay. Again, welcome to our company." Napangiti siya saka nakipagkamay dito. Pareho silang napalingon nang biglang bumukas ang pintuan. Niluwa noon ang isang batang sa tantya niya ay nasa edad sampu na. Mamula mula ang matambok na mga pisngi nito, singkit ang mga mata at mataba ang pangangatawan nito. Gwapo ang bata sa suot nitong white short, navy blue polo shirt at puti sneaker shoes.



"Hi Tita Tanya!" Bati nito kay Ms. Tanya.



"What are you doing here, Kit?" tanong ni Ms. Tanya sa bata. Naglipat lipat lang ang tingin niya sa dalawa.



"Siya po ba yung bago ko na tutor?" Nilapitan siya ng bata saka matamang tiningnan. "Mang Ramon said I will have a new tutor. Will she start today?" Muli siyang tiningnan ng bata mula ulo hanggang paa niya. The kid tried to intimidates her. Hindi naman ito ang unang bata na nakilala niya na may gano'ng aura. Kalimitan pa nga ay ibang lahi ang mga batang nakakasalamuha niya. 



"Hindi pa. May aasikasuhin pa siya sa dati niyang work bago magstart sa atin," ani Ms. Tanya kay Kit. "Be good to her, Kit. Do you understand me? Let's not give your daddy a headache. Alam mo kung paano siya magalit, right?"



"Okay…" Mahinang sabi ni Kit. Muli itong tumingin sa kanya. Nakita niya ang pagdaan ng lungkot sa mga mata nito. Sa isip niya, iyon marahil ang side effects ng pagiging sheltered nito. Nagpaalam siya kay Ms. Tanya at gano'n din kay Kit. Ngumiti ito sa kanya saka kumaway pa. Mukhang madadalian lang siya na turuan ito. Sa tingin niya magkakasundo pa silang dalawa.



Klarissa, kaya mo 'to! Bulong niya sa isipan.




NAHILOT ni Alfred ang sentido niya at seryosong napatingin sa anak niyang tahimik na nakaupo sa sofa hindi kalayuan sa working table niya. Hindi niya alam na nagpahatid pala ito doon nang walang dahilan. Sinabi lang nito sa driver na available sa bahay na pinapatawag niya ito doon. Sumusobra na talaga ang anak niya sa pagsisinungaling nito. Hindi niya alam kung paano ito natuto magsinungaling. Sigurado siyang ang mga dati nitong tutor ang nagturo noon.



"Fred, I already hired the new tutor who applied awhile ago," ani Tanya sa kanya. Katabi ito ng anak niya sa sofa.



"Can't she start today? Does she can handle my son? Because if not, huwag mo na lang siya tanggapin. Baka madali lang siya ma-persuade ni Kit at kung ano ano pa gawin nila." Mahaba niyang sabi kay Tanya. Tumayo siya saka nakapamaywang na tumingin sa glass wall kung saan tanaw niya ang kabuuan ng Makati City.



"I think she can. Iba ito sa mga dating tutor ni Kit at nakikita ko na magaling din siya magturo," tugon ni Tanya sa kanya.



"Make sure of that because if this things happen again, I'll fire her." Hinarap niya ang pinsan niya. "Ipahatid mo na siya pabalik sa bahay at pag-report-in mo na yung bagong tutor niya bukas."



"Pero Alfred –"



"Made her report tomorrow." He said with an authority on his voice. Kinuha niya ang coat na nakasabit saka sinuot iyon. "Kit, this is the last time you'll be crashing to my office unannounced, understood?"



"Yes, daddy…" Tinanguan niya lang si Tanya saka tuluyang lumabas sa opisina niya. He'll attend a luncheon meeting with MSC Chinese investors.



MSC or Morales Steel Corporation is a leading steel distributor inside and outside the country. Minana niya iyon sa ama niyang si Alfredo Morales III na yumao na. Sa balikat niya naatang ang lahat ng responsibilidad na may kinalalaman sa negosyo nila. Sa edad niyang trenta'y tres, masasabing successful na siya. Idagdag pa na kayang kaya niya makipagsabayan sa mga negosyanteng mas matanda sa kanya. Maging iyon ay namana niya din sa ama niya. He was borned and raised to be MSC's next leader.



Bente kwatro siya nang mag-umpisa siyang mag-training sa MSC. Sa edad din niyang iyon, dumating sa buhay niya si Kit – ang kaisa isa niyang anak. His girlfriend Arissa and him have Kit unexpectedly. Pinanganak pa ito na kulang sa buwan dahil maaga kinuha sa kanila si Arissa dahil na din sa kakagawan niya. Hanggang ngayon sinisisi pa din niya ang sarili niya sa nangyari sa kasintahan. If only he talked to her that night and make up with her, she wouldn't be hitted by a car.



Stop blaming yourself, Fred, aniya sa isipan. 



Walang nakakaalam na kahit sino sa labas ng pamilya niya sa nangyari. Iilan lang ang nakaka-alam na anak niya talaga si Kit at hindi kapatid. Raising a child alone was the hardest part of his life. Idagdag pa doon na kailangan niya hawakan ang MSC dahil nagretiro na ang ama niya noon. Mabuti na lang tinulungan siya ng mama niya sa pagpapalaki kay Kit. Seven years old na si Kit nang ibigay sa kanya ang pangangalaga dito.



Matalino at matured mag-isip si Kit iyon nga lang, gaya ng ibang bata, may pagka-sutil ito. Hindi niya gusto na palaging kinagagalitan ang anak ngunit sa sobrang pagkakulit nito, nagagawa niya itong sigawan. Only if Arissa was still alive, he has no problem in raising Kit. Alam niyang maaring maging mabuti ina ang yumao niyang kasintahan. Kung buhay lang sana ito, hindi siya magkakaganoon.

Her heart had been blue while his heart had been borrowed. Will they entertain that magnetic force called love again?

~•~•~•~

Buong buhay ni Klarissa ay ginugol na niya sa pagta-trabaho para sa pamilya niya. Kaya naman nang may mas malaking offer sa kanya ay agad niya tinanggap iyon. Lahat kasi ng bagay kahit kapalit pa noon ang pansarili niyang kaligayahan ay gagawin niya para sa pamilya niya. Ngunit ng makilala niya ang boss niya na ubod ng gwapo at hot ay parang gusto na niyang umatras sa laban. Hindi kasi kasama ang puso niya ngayon sa dapat niya problemahin. Ngunit anong gagawin niya kung hindi niya magawang kontrahin ang puso niya?

Lifeless, iyon si Alfred matapos mamatay ng pinakamamahal niyang babae. Breathing but not living. Bahay at trabaho lang ang araw araw na routine niya. Naiwan sa kanya ang tanging alaala ng kanilang pagmamahalan. Si Kit - ang ten years old niyang anak na tanging nagpapagaan sa loob niya. Ngunit gano'n pa 'man tila may kulang pa din. Hindi pa din bumabalik ang kulay sa mundo niya. Kaya nang dumating sa buhay nilang mag-ama si Klarissa ay nayanig ang mundo nila. Sa isang iglap, natagpuan na lamang niya ang sarili na nahuhulog dito. Si Klarissa na ang kanyang bagong simula? 


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"My name is Dubois, I am the Chief Engineer for the Project Pod House, or in short, I like to call it PHods."
Dubois clicked the remote, and the 3D design of the PHods started rotating, on the white projector screen.
"There will be several types of Pods, one is used for transporting humans, the second would be the facilities; that the people will use during their time in space, and lastly is the Pod that carry supplies; such as food, water, clothing, and other necessities."
"..." 
Dubois looks at the audience once again to see their response before continuing his speech.
Pausing his speech, Dubois picked up the remote and change to the design section.
"As you can see, this is not a normal satellite, it is way bigger. Its size, is only enough for the people to sleep in, and the crews will occupy a certain area of the space. Thus, whoever is claustrophobic, would not be able to go on this explorations."
"..."
Explosives of discussion were heard among the leaders. They were shocked by how tiny the space allocated to them.
They are going to stay up there for years?? No way!
Dubois was expecting this kind of reaction from the leader. From the earlier look the leaders gave, when they were arguing with each other to be the leader, Dubois has some expectations, that they are not clear on what is the situation once they are in space.
"It is not a luxury to travel to space. This is not a Sci-Fi movie, where you got all the futuristic pieces of equipment, and live easily. If we are going to build huge facilities that are similar to ISS, it would take us more than 10 years to build... But for the pods, 2 months is possible.
"The people who got the privilege to be transported to space must be fit enough to survive the harsh environment of outer space. There will times when the pods will experience solar storms, there will be times when the Pods will need maintenance, and they are required to wear the spacesuit at all times. So... I am sure, not everyone here is eligible to make the space travel. Unfortunately."
Dubois smiled cynically at the audience, who are also the leaders of a nation, when he said the statement.
What, they thought since they are somebody, they will be the first to be considered to be sent to space? Erm, that might not be the case...
Some of the leaders, were enraged when they heard Dubois explanations.  The project that they put high hopes on to ensure their safety during the disaster strikes, somehow has become a less viable solution to them.
Most of the leaders were obese and aging man, with many underlying diseases. If they are going to space, forget about surviving for years up there, they might die during the rocket launch itself.
Some of the more sensible leaders spoke up. "Its fine, Mr. Dubois. I am aware, of my own condition. It is better if a healthy young man who makes the space travel. I will preserver here, on earth."
The environment of the senate room suddenly turned solemn. Most of the leaders of the Nations that were there looks like a death penalty has befallen upon them.
Space, is one of the promising ideas for the survival of humankind. If they could stay in space for a period of time, or at least until the natural disasters on the earth have stops threatening their lives, the percentage of survival would be higher.
After they have spent some time in space, they would be back to earth again and starts a new life, but now, they were told, they are not qualified to make space travel.
It is a death sentence, even before they are convicted...

"Due to the time constraints, every launchpad that is available around the world will need to be fully utilized during these 2 months that we have. I will encourage that the deployment of every probe, oxygen supply, or spare parts or anything that is deemed necessary, are to be transported to the space earlier; while the Pods are still in production. We have to stretch every resource that we have in these 2 months that we still have to live on earth. "
The environment is the room turns heavier as Dubois continues his speech. They finally have resigned to their fate, that, they only have 2 months left to be living on earth.
"We are estimating that the Earth would be in a dire state for at least a few years. Probably due to the volcano eruptions, many nuclear power plants will contaminate the ground and surroundings with radiation. Even if the people manage to survive the apocalypse, I am afraid that once they came back to earth, they will die to the lack of resources or they die because of the radiation and toxicity."
"..."
The audience let out sounds of agreement and someone even breath in frustration.
The earth has a lot of things that are dangerous to the surroundings. All these while, the chemicals, radioactive materials have been properly contained.
If the natural disaster strikes, and destroys every protective containment they put around the material... an unimaginable thing will befall upon every living thing on earth.
If only all of the dangerous 'items' to be destroyed properly first before the Earth decided to destroy it for them.
They might have a better chance of survival on Earth if the environment condition is much susceptible to living things.
"Thus, it is crucial for us to bring along the "Earth restarting kit". This kit, will be in the last pod that they will unlock when they decided that it is time to go back home... In this kit, we will put everything that can be used to grow and breed the living things, once they are back on Earth again. There will be labs, and nutrients needed to supply the earth to restart again. This of course, no one knows what will the earth looks like after the disaster stops."
Dubois's explanation was well received as most of the audience agree wholeheartedly to deploy the ' Earth restarting kit'.
The earth the knew might not be the same again after this. All hopes will be on the Earth restarting kit after this.

This a story on how a family embarks on their journey to survive the impending apocalypse. Seth, Jane, Ben, Lucy, and Suzy struggles in their own way in order to live. 

Surviving in a world full of bureaucracy, and politics need special ways and methods.

Started in Antarctica, down to Hawaii, and then to California, and spreading across the world, it is unstoppable. 
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"Mom! hurry, the volcanoes... it's going to erupt again.." Lucy panicked when the earth down her feet started shaking again.
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"If I got to be reborn, let us meet again, and I hope this time, we could love each other. You and me, without any restrictions..."
"Yeah, by that time, I hope I can express my love to you without feeling like a pedophile..."
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swisshhh wishhh (sound of the wind)
The roar of lightning accompanied by heavy rain soaking the plains accompanied the darkness of the sky ..
There was a young man sleeping with a pale face and sweat on his forehead ...

"Arghh !!!" Boky shouted when he started to wake up. His head hurts so much ...
He tried to remember what happened, "was it just a dream?" (thought boky) ..
He tried to hold his neck, and it turns out the wound was still there ..
Boky immediately looks for a laptop on the table, trying to turn it on ..
The condition of the laptop is fine, he tried to look at the history in the browser but found no traces from before ..
"Weird", Boky said to himself ... Boky then looked for food in the fridge, took a cup of pudding and a bottled of water ..
After eating and drinking, "it's quite strange, I thought I'd die and followed my family to heaven" boky start to told himself ..

Boky is indeed living alone because, his parents were killed while working on one of the islands for land clearing ..
There was a conflict between the two tribes so Boky's father tried to mediate ...
But there were those who did not accept the mediation, so they used forbidden black magic.
This is certainly very influential on the psychological condition of boky ...

crackle crackle, crackle crack (the sound is heard near the entrance of the house)
"what sound is that?" (thought boky) ..
Then he took the weapon in the form of a short sword which he used to keep above the head of his bed ..
Boky sneaked carefully toward the sound source ..
He saw a shadow on the door, because outside the entrance the courtyard light was on ..
"Looks like there are robbers" (thought boky) ..

"Ding! Quest triggered: Your safety is threatened, Fight for survival!"
Reward: Basic Survival kit, Special Item

OMG! (---____---)

"What actually happened" (Boky thought)
Boky also tried to calm himself down to finish the top priority and tried to think quickly the most efficient step to deal with the problem ..
He then sent a short message via Mobile Phone to the Village Head and neighbors to ask villagers and police for help.
The situation is more precarious, but what Boky hear makes him wonder ..
The door did not open, but sound like scratches on the door and mumbling sounds can be heard "growwlll erghhh growwll" ...

"Is this a robber or what?" (thought boky) ...
finally boky decided to prop up the door with the table holding the door handle with a crowbar ..
he also tried to peek through the window what was happening behind the door ...
"Sh*t!!! What the heck is that ?!" (Boky thought) as he closed his mouth restrained his desire to scream ...

What he saw was a woman wearing a broken white shirt full of tear ...
The woman's condition was terrible because it was filled with sharp weapon wounds and there was still broken glass in her hand ..
the woman's head is tilted with irregular body and leg movements ..
The woman's condition is very different from the ghosts boky has seen (Boky is one of the people who has a sixth sense)
Seeing the woman, a word appeared in boky mind, "Zombie!"

"The strange incident had not yet been completed, instead new strange events appeared, what actually happened?"  (thought boky)
"Calm down I have to stay calm, now how do you kill it? This is a zombie, I don't know how fast it moves when he chases after me later, I better attack it from a distance" (thought boky) ...
"Looks like there are still a lot of bamboo leftovers and boards used in the renovation, I try to make a bamboo spears by duct tape on the kitchen knives as spears by the top of bamboo" (thought boky)... 
he immediately carried out his plan, he immediately rushed to the warehouse to pick up bamboo and perfect it.
After finishing then he returned to the entrance and opened a little gap that was enough to attack the zombie ..

Boky started the countdown in his heart. 3. 2. 1 ... Jlebbb !!! (Sound of flesh get penetrated)
The Bambo spears succesfully going into the eyes of zombies then penetrate it head with a little part of the brain coming out together with Bambo spears..
After that, Came the light from the zombie body and flew into the head of boky ...
"WTF !!!" Boky shouted (--___--)
the zombie fell and bled a lot of blood, but it didn't end there ..
Boky chopped off the zombie's neck with his short knife, cut it's head to 6 parts, crushed it's heart and cut off the zombie's hands and feet.

"Ding! Congratulation: Mission Complete"
Reward: Basic Survival kit, Special Item
Additional Reward: Title "Noob Butcher", 3 Chance answer for question



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Native language:
swisshhh wishhh (suara angin)
Suara gemuruh petir disertai hujan deras membasahi dataran menemani gelapnya langit..
Terlihat ada laki-laki muda tertidur dengan wajah pucat dan keringat pada dahinya..

Arghh!!! teriak Boky saat mulai tersadar, Kepalanya terasa sakit sekali.. 
Dia mencoba mengingat-ingat apa yang terjadi, "apakah itu hanyalah mimpi?" (fikir boky)..
Dia mencoba memegang lehernya, dan ternyata luka saat itu masih ada.. 
Boky pun langsung mencari laptop pada meja, mencoba menyalakannya..
kondisi laptopnya baik-baik saja, dia mencoba melihat history pada browser namun tidak menemukan jejak sebelumnya..
weird, boky bilang pada dirinya sendiri.. Boky kemudian mencari makanan di kulkas, diambilnya pudding dan botol air..
setelah makan dan minum, "itu cukup aneh, gue fikir  akan mati dan menyusul keluarga gue ke surga" boky bilang pada dirinya sendiri..

Boky ini memang hidup sendiri karena, orang tuanya terbunuh saat bekerja di salah satu pulau untuk pembukaan lahan..
Disana terjadi konflik antara dua suku sehingga ayah boky mencoba untuk melakukan mediasi..
Namun ada yang tidak terima dengan mediasi tersebut sehingga mereka menggunakan sihir hitam yang terlarang..
Hal ini tentunya sangat berengaruh pada kondisi kejiwaan boky..

kresek kresek, creak creak (suara terdengar di dekat pintu masuk rumah)
suara apa itu (fikir boky).. 
Kemudian dia mengambil senjata berupa pedang pendek yang biasa dia simpan di atas kepala tempat tidurnya..
boky pun mengendap-ngendap dengan hati-hati menuju sumber suara..
dia melihat ada bayangan kaki pada pintu, karena di luar pintu masuk lampu halaman menyala..
Sepertinya ada perampok (fikir boky)..

Ding! Quest triggered: Keselamatanmu terancam, Berjuang untuk bertahan hidup!
Reward: Basic Survival kit, Special Item

OMG! (---____---)

Sebenernya apa yang terjadi (Boky fikir)
Boky pun mencoba menenangkan dirinya untuk menyelesaikan prioritas utama dan mencoba berfikir cepat langkah terefisien untuk menghadapi masalah tersebut..
Dia kemudian mengirimkan pesan singkat via Mobile Phone kepada Kepala Desa dan tetangga untuk minta pertolongan warga dan polisi..
Situasi semakin genting, Namun yang boky dengar membuatnya heran..
Pintu itu tidak terbuka, namun terdengar seperti cakaran-cakaran pada pintu..
dan suara bergumam orang dapat terdengar "growwlll erghhh growwll"…
Ini perampok atau apa sih? (fikir boky)..
akhirnya boky memutuskan untuk mengganjal pintu dengan meja menahan gagang pintu dengan linggis..
dia pun coba mengintip lewat jendela apa yang terjadi di balik pintu..
TAI!!! Apaan sih itu?! (Fikir Boky) sambil menutup mulutnya menahan keinginannya untuk teriak…

Yang dia lihat adalah wanita memakai baju putih rusak penuh dengan robekan..
Kondisi wanita tersebut pun mengerikan karena dipenuhi luka senjata tajam dan masih ada pecahan kaca di tangannya..
kepala wanita tersebut miring dengan gerakan badan dan kaki tidak beraturan..
Kondisi wanita tersebut sangat berbeda dengan hantu-hantu yang sudah pernah dilihat boky (Boky merupakan salah satu orang yang memiliki indera ke enam)
Melihat Wanita tersebut, muncullah satu kata pada fikiran boky, "Zombie!"

"Kejadian aneh tadi belum selesai, malah muncul lagi kejadian aneh yang baru, sebenarnya yang terjadi?" (fikir boky)
"tenang-tenang gue harus tetap tenang, sekarang bagaimana cara bunuhnya? Ini zombie gue tidak tahu cepat atau tidak gerakannya saat dia mengejar gue nanti, sebaiknya gue serang dari jarak jauh" (fikir boky) …
"Kayaknya di gudang masih banyak sisa bambu dan papan bekas renovasi, gue coba bikin bambu runcing dan ujungnya gue lakban pisau dapur" (fikir boky)..
dia pun segera menjalankan rencananya, dia langsung bergegas ke gudang mengambil bambu dan menyempurnakannya..
Setelah selesai kemudian dia kembali ke pintu masuk dan membuka sedikit celah yang cukup untuk menyerang zombie tersebut..

boky memulai hitung mundur dalam hatinya..3..2..1..  woooshh jleb!!!
Bambo itu pun berhasil menancap ke mata zombie hingga menembus kepalanya dengan sedikit bagian otak yang ikut keluar..
Muncullah cahaya dari tubuh zombie dan terbang ke kepala boky…
"WTF!!! " teriak Boky (--___--) 
zombie tersebut pun jatuh dan mengeluarkan banyak darah, tak sampai disitu..
boky pun memenggal leher zombie dengan pisau pendek nya , membelah kepalanya hingga 6 bagian,  menghancurkan jantung dan memotong tangan serta kaki zombie tersebut..

"Ding! Congratulation: Mission Complete"
Reward: Basic Survival kit, Special Item
Additional Reward: Title "Noob Butcher", 3 Chance answer for question



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Warning:
Before you try to read the content of story.. i tell you it's have bad grammar, ambigue plot, Amateur error.
Don't expect too much for complete story...
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The story about the journey, destiny that you never know..
Life never easy for some people, but the struggle, the process can shape people...
Emotion drive people...
Really Boring huh, then watch me..
struggle with everything this world throw at me...

“Mu… Mu… Are you alright? Respond to me! Mu…” The interior of the cabin had turned into a vacuum as Ye Chong’s sinister foreboding grew stronger and stronger. It was pitch-black in the helmet and he could not see a thing! He tried calling Mu in his mind desperately, but there was no response from Mu!
Ye Chong panicked in cold sweat. He had always been connected to Mu via brainwaves so how was it even possible to lose contact? Did anything bad happen to Mu? 
Ye Chong hurriedly removed the helmet on his head. A glance through the transparent protective shield, he was astonished by the sight before him.
The cabin was messy and the batteries were floating randomly in the air. The iron lizard on the indentation was gone as well while the former hole with size of a palm had become large enough to fit a man by then. Every ounce of air in the cabin had leaked out while the rolling peels of walls of the interior were a horror. The cabin was dead silent with the lights blinking weakly.
What… What actually happened?
Ye Chong tried inhibiting the fear in him. Despite that, he could not help but shriek at the sight of Mu, “Mu…Mu… What happened to you? Come on! Reply me! Stop messing with me! Come… Come out al…already… I know you would be fine… you would surely be okay… You are so strong… who could defeat you… Mu… please… stop hiding… power on… power on…” Ye Chong let out hysteric screams.
His coarse voice bounced violently in the protective field yet there was no response; Ye Chong yelped in fatigue was as if the aged wolf howling in desperation.
He finally exhausted his stamina and slowly lost his consciousness, falling asleep in the shield.
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. A blaring alarm surprised Ye Chong from his sleep as he jumped from his laying posture seeing a peculiar button beneath his seat flashing frantically. 
With a closer look, it struck Ye Chong like lightning. He cursed at the misfortunes that tended to come all at once; catastrophes never come alone. The air supply in the shield is reaching its limit, and by then, the system would open up the shield automatically to prevent pilots from being suffocated to death.
Beep… The alarm stopped abruptly and the shield unlocked immediately. Ye Chong, unguarded, was blown up by the airflow from all sides. Without anything to hold on to, he was thrown brutally to the wall on his back. He looked around quickly and reacted quickly; he grabbed a hook on the wall of the cabin and stabilized his position. The sequence of the actions caused major discomfort in Ye Chong who was holding his breath the whole time who felt as if his lungs were burnt. He swallowed his saliva a few times while his left hand searched at his waist as he pulled a soft tube with a nozzle which he instantly stuffed into his mouth. Finally regaining his breath, Ye Chong’s pale face finally had a tinge of color. 
This precious emergency kit was kept carefully. Never knew it would be needed today! This is an antique kit sculptured gorgeously which attracted Ye Chong to take it home back then; he thought it would be a pretty good decoration, but he never expected his papa to identify its actual purpose right away. It was formerly an emergency supply kit produced by the famous Undine Corp 50 years ago. Nonetheless, Ye Chong did not recognize such kit as he tossed it right to his papa. Unexpectedly, there was once papa became extremely ill and Trash Planet-12 never had any form of medication. If you were sick, you had to bear with it. Endure sickness to survive or not death comes knocking at your door. Beyond Ye Chong’s expectation, this very tiny kit eased papa’s illness and he lived through it! That was when Ye Chong finally learned the value of his little kit.
Papa stated that this kit contains pure oxygen and is enough to supply an adult for 20 hours!
Ye Chong treasured this tiny case ever since which he never knew could save him at a time like this! 
Ye Chong couldn’t be bothered of how clumsily he acted. This emergency called for the right solution in split seconds! The kit could only supply two hours of oxygen since papa had already used it once; if carefully used, it could last 3 hours at most by estimation.
In other words, if he failed to find a solution to remedy the issue within 3 hours, then death by suffocation awaits!
He glanced at his surrounding and captured the entire situation in the cabin. Standing between life and death, Ye Chong was actually much calmer than he should be. Mu could be in danger and he could barely do a thing to help out. The in-built ventilation system has been damaged and the oxygen supply had fully depleted by leakage. 
Am I really going to die here today? He laughed bitterly.
Such a huge indentation, was it caused by the crash?
Ye Chong stepped gently on the wall and propelled to the toolkit at the corner sluggishly. It felt awkward to be in zero-gravity. Ye Chong sensed uneasiness for he couldn’t control his body strength freely like he was on the land which was a demanding requirement. 
Ye Chong brushed off the thoughts because it was pointless.
He opened up the toolkit and found a durable fabric rope. He tied one end at the bottom of the driving seat and the other around himself. Due to the lack of gravity in space, if you were to float in the air without anything to hold onto, you should be expecting death anytime soon!
The idea of being dead in Mu’s embrace doesn’t seem too bad. Ye Chong forced a smile, trying to be optimistic in order to boost his will to survive so, he would be likelier to survive. Ye Chong continued to encourage himself.
Ye Chong thought of dispersing the fear towards the unknown deep in him; maybe this was the strong need of survival coming from inside of him. 
He hovered over the indentation with caution.
The outside was dark like an abyss in the jaw of a gigantic monster; bottomless enough to engulf everything.
Ye Chong switched on the light tied to his wrist and took a deep breath from the oxygen supply of the kit and mustered his courage as he pressed at the edge of the crater and propelled out of the cabin.
The tightened nerves caused the muscles on Ye Chong’s face to lose senses. It was this slight paralysis which Ye Chong was certain that this moment was the only time he could be this nervous his whole life. 
What awaited him on the outside? Meteors? Mutated life forms or some other strange apparitions? To human beings, the unknown instilled the most fear.
The powerful light coming from his wrist shone everything around him!
He flinched at the sight before him and was at loss for words!
He gathered his thoughts and started to ponder on chain of events that led to this damage. A guess would be that Mu, at his intense velocity somehow crashed into a spaceship at its vertical orbit which it didn’t dodge for some reason. In the end, Mu viciously thrust into the abdomen of the ship. The heavy crash was probably the cause of Mu’s injury. Ye Chong speculated.
Half of Mu’s body was still embedded inside the body of this spacecraft. 
Exiting from Mu’s cabin led him to a long and narrow corridor with debris floating in the air. Horrible wreckage was seen around the corridor. There were signs of scorches too. It seemed like there was a major explosion! 
The lighting system of the spaceship appeared to have been completely obliterated. The darkness of the corridor sent chills to his spine. It exudes undefined creepiness. Ye Chong was aware of the situation but remained calm. He was encouraged at the thought of his chance for survival!
He scanned all corners of the corridor aided by the light on his arm as he cautiously drifted to the deepest side of the path.


**Legend of the Supreme Soldier ( Legend of the Mastermind) is the first novel that was created by Fang Xiang**

Ye Chong was a denizen of Trash Planet-12. On one fateful day, he discovered a treasure that would forever alter his destiny from a pile of junk - Mu Shang, an unknown machine with artificial intelligence and a lost memory. Together, they venture into the vast galaxy as the isolated "caveman" that was Ye Chong began absorbing all sorts of knowledge and meeting people from all walks of life. He gradually discovers more and more about his own mysterious past as well as his partner’s. Read to find out more!

Terry woke up unusually early on December 20th. He was so excited for tonight's Ritz Gala that he hummed endlessly as he got ready. London and Rune, who saw his enthusiasm, could only smile.
Amazingly, when they arrived at the St. Laurent, Terry turned indifferent, as if the nomination of the Most Eligible Bachelors in the World was meaningless to him. When several journalists came to interview him, Terry acted as if he didn't care at all.
"Psshhh, wasn't he super excited at home?" Rune whispered to his brother.
London just shrugged.
As the owner of the venue, Terry was present at the press conference. He gave a little speech, followed by the chief organizer of Ritz Magazine.
"I would like to inform you all of the presence of the two heirs of the Schneider Family," Terry added before ending his speech. He leaned his chin towards London and Rune sitting behind him. "Five years from now, they will be the ones to open the Ritz Gala. So I ask that you get used to their presence."
The journalists seemed to be on fire. The Schneider Family was one of the most reclusive families in the world. As the owner of one of the largest business groups in the world, little information could be obtained about them. Even the detailed value of their wealth and family tree was very difficult to find.
The Schneider family only appeared at highly important events, and the successor to the business and heir to the family name was only announced once every few decades. This was rumored to maintain the safety of the family members and so that they could still live like normal people.
They learned from the tragedies that have befallen some of the richest families in the world, such as the Gettys, the Heinekens, and many more. John Paul Getty was a tycoon who collected his wealth through various businesses and dominated the oil industry in the United States. He was considered the sixth richest American of all time.
One time, one of his grandchildren was kidnapped. His kidnappers asked for a ransom of seventeen million US dollars in 1973. That amount was equivalent to a hundred million dollars in 2018, which was after its inflation. Getty refused to pay the ransom because he assumed that if he paid the ransom for a kidnapped grandson, dozens of other grandchildren would also become kidnapping targets.
The kidnappers eventually let go of his grandson, but he had become so traumatized that he got addicted to drugs and became disabled due to an accident until his death.
The Heineken family, who became a conglomerate from their beverage products, also experienced the same thing. Freddy Heineken, the heir, was kidnapped. His kidnappers asked for a similar ransom, which was around a hundred million dollars in value in 2018.
The ransom was paid and the kidnappers were later captured, but the abductee had suffered a deep trauma that was never healed.
Murders and kidnappings were common things that wealthy families must always look out for. That was why no one was surprised to see how the Schneider Family took care of the privacy of their family members. Thus, the opportunity to see the two sons from the Schneider family firsthand made the journalists very excited.
Within ten minutes, London and Rune's faces had graced the various media and they both became trending on Splitz for several hours, before being replaced by news about the Ritz Gala.
"Looks like you two have become quite famous. You better prepare yourselves then. Countless girls are going to be approaching you anytime and anywhere." Terry said to London and Rune after the press conference ended. "So, don't go too far from me."
London and Rune stood up when Terry introduced them. Both were not too worried because Caspar had prepared a strict escort for his two favorite sons. Jadeith himself would intervene to oversee security at the Ritz Gala tonight.
At seven in the evening, the atmosphere in front of St. Laurent Hotel had become very lively. Thousands of people gathered to see the arrival of the important guests, which were the most influential people in the world, at this prestigious event.
One by one, the most luxurious cars arrived, and out came the guests who were considered the most influential people in the world. Some of them were top politicians, country leaders, royals and nobles, world celebrities, and prominent business leaders.
The invitation list was very short, and not everyone who was invited last year would be invited again the following year. Therefore, it was certain that only relevant people would be present. This was an arena for highly influential and extremely wealthy people to socialize directly. People said many businesses and political agreements could be established as a result of the meeting at the Ritz Gala.
For people who weren't in the circle, the opportunity to be involved, be it working on the event or covering it on the news, would be considered a big stepping stone for their careers.
So many girls from the upper class would bribe the committee to be given entry or invitation to attend the Ritz Gala. This was because if they managed to do so, they would be able to meet some of the most influential and powerful men, who might be attracted to their beauty and charms.
Kit Blue had paid a lot of money to get into this event, and she won't stop until she gets one of the most influential men from the Ritz Gala. Her target now was Terry, Niels, the Swedish crown prince, or Elios Linden, the boss of the rising Virconnect application.
She was dressed as beautiful as she could and arrived at the St. Laurent Hotel at exactly 7 PM. She got acquainted with several other girls who had similar goals. They seemed to compliment each other's appearances, but at the same time, they were competing on who looked the most beautiful so they could snatch a man from the event.
Terry and his siblings immediately attracted a lot of attention when they went down from the penthouse to the lobby, as the entire hotel was used for the Ritz Gala, whether it was the lobby, lounge, or the ballrooms.
Everyone knew Terry was the current president of the Schneider Group and the two young men with him were the potential heirs to the Schneider Group.
"Hey, Terry... How are you?" Kit hurried to Terry and smiled sweetly. Inwardly, she heartily laughed while glancing at the other rich girls who were with her. They all looked surprised to see that Kit had known Terrence Chan personally.
Terry stopped walking and narrowed his eyes to remember who this girl was. He wasn't surprised to find that this was another social climber who would pretend to know him just so they could approach him.
"Umm, good evening, Miss. Have we met before?" he questioned Kit.
The girl laughed merrily showing off her beautiful pearly white teeth, "We met at Nicolae Medici's birthday party. I'm also an alchemist."
She winked, gesturing that Terry should remember her because they were both from the Alchemist clan. After trying to recall for some time, Terry finally remembered who the lady in front of him was.
He remembered how Kit pretended to accidentally spill wine on his sister, Aleksis', clothes.
He frowned and shrugged, "Sorry, I don't remember."
He then nonchalantly pulled London and Rune into the ballroom, leaving Kit, who was left alone, dumbfounded. For ten whole seconds, she couldn't understand what had just happened.


*How do immortals live in the modern world? One had been walking the earth for 438 years without ever falling in love. The other one couldn't get over the only woman he loved, even after 100 years.

**What happen when an immortal didn't know he was immortal? After living for almost a century, he still looked like he was 25. So, he thought maybe... maybe he was a freak, a victim of human experimentation during Hitler's time. Growing up, he came to hate humans and their fondness for war and destroying nature. He swore to one day rule the world and decide on which humans got to live. In his book, 'only the good, the strong and the intelligent should live'.

***The wealthiest tycoon was an immortal who was raised in the ivory tower by his overprotective parents. One day he decided to go undercover as poor photographer to make friends with regular people. Alas! Scheming people tricked him to sleep with the most notorious golddiger in Berlin whose only goal in life was to marry a wealthy and powerful man. When she was pregnant with his child, the undercover tycoon wanted to take responsibility but still pretending to be poor. Will he finally let her know that he was wealthy? Why was she so adamant to marry a wealthy and powerful man?

THIS BOOK HAS 3 DIFFERENT STORIES. They are connected, but you can read them as standalone.

1. The Alchemist
2. Aleksis & Prince Siegfried
3. Secret Identity


Volume 1 has fluffy romance, Volume 2 has action/adventure, Volume 3 has comedy, and Volume 4 is a revenge/redemption drama.

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The door shut me out. I held the door handle and glanced back. Jung Heewon was watching to see how I would act while Han Sooyoung's eyes were oddly vigilant. Meanwhile, Lee Hyunsung looked like he would melt from anxiety.

I leaned back against the door and carefully sat down. "I won't enter. Can I talk here for a while?"

This wasn't anyone else, it was Yoo Sangah. There must be a reason if Yoo Sangah was refusing to meet me. The answer came back after a long time.

-...If you want.

There was no strength in her voice. In the midst of the stillness so deep I could hear people breathing, I thought about Yoo Sangah. It was Yoo Sangah when I was still at Mino Soft.

If you asked me if I was close to Yoo Sangah, I couldn't say yes with confidence. However, if you asked me what type of person Yoo Sangah was... I might have a few words to say.

"Did I come back too late?" I spoke softly. "I'm sorry. I was a bit too much. The incident where I was late on the first day of my new job and Yoo Sangah-ssi helped me... do you remember?

Yoo Sangah was silent for a moment before replying.

-...You were late both times.

Yoo Sangah looked perfect on the surface but she wasn't. Yoo Sangah was more sincere than anyone I knew.

"Do you remember searching in the interview?"

-I remember.

Mino Soft's interview for new employees was quite popular in the industry. Every year, different types of 'quests' emerged. The most common ones were 'raising the interview's favourability' or 'finding hidden interview hints.' For reference, the quest in the year when Yoo Sangah and I were interviewed was 'find the interview.'

-...I think I received more help from Dokja-ssi.

"I only found the quest items. Yoo Sangah was the only who worked out how to find the path using the items."

At the time, I teamed up with Yoo Sangah and found the interview location.

-Dokja-ssi pointed out the inefficient quest routes.

"Sangah-ssi pointed out the causal relationship with the quest upgrade system."

The 'quest' wasn't simply about clearing it. Identifying problems, weaknesses and finding the efficiency of the quest. This was the core of Mino Soft's interview. Yoo Sangah and I passed the interview with the highest score.

"It was a pity that we were split into different departments after joining... well, it was a natural thing."

-...

I joined the QA team while Yoo Sangah was in HR. After joining the company, we barely managed to exchange greetings.

"Yoo Sangah-ssi, I'm happy to be on the same team as you again." I heard the very small sound of someone breathing. "Just as I did then, I need Yoo Sangah-ssi now. I need someone to help me find the way."

Lee Hyunsung was looking at me with tearful eyes. Jung Heewon sighed lightly while Han Sooyoung turned her head away. Then Yoo Sangah's voice was heard.

-Dokja-ssi.

"Yes."

-I'm not such a good person.

I didn't know what to say. If Yoo Sangah wasn't a good person then there were no good people in the world.

-Do you remember the break room incident?

I replied to the unexpected question.

"...I remember."

There was a case where someone sprinkled pepper in the break room. Thanks to this incident, the company was noisy for a while. The bosses were upset at drinking pepper flavoured coffee and the new employers were criticized.

-I was the one who did it.

"...Is that so?"

-...You aren't surprised.

"Thanks to you, the newcomers didn't have to do coffee errands for a while."

In fact, I knew Yoo Sangah was the culprit. At the time, the QA team were given the task of catching the culprit. As the youngest member, I was mostly responsible for it. I was hiding in the break room while using the cleaning tools as a cover to read Ways of Survival. Then I saw Yoo Sangah entering alone late at night.

-It wasn't just that.

Yoo Sangah kept talking. Most of the cases were minor but despite this, they changed things little by little. They were events where someone suffered, someone found their lost rights or someone felt happy.

"Yoo Sangah-ssi."

She wasn't a character. Yet in fact, before Ways of Survival arrived, she was like a 'character' to me. It was because I didn't think there was anyone like her in reality.

「 "You will be killed." 」

From the moment the first scenario started, I began to know Yoo Sangah. The person who tried to maintain 'ethics' that didn't exist in Ways of Survival.

「 "I'll do it Gilyoung. I will do it."  」

Without Yoo Sangah, the party would've surely collapsed.

「 "Dokja-ssi is really good." 」

No matter what nonsense I spoke, Yoo Sangah smiled and accepted it.

「 "Then I will live an ivory life." 」 (Sangah=ivory) 

If she hadn't been there, no matter the story I wanted to create...

「 "I never hated Dokja-ssi like I do today. Come back, please." 」

I wouldn't have been able to make the Outer World Covenant with confidence.

-I really can't stand it...

Yoo Sangah's weak words followed.

I slowly got up. "Yoo Sangah-ssi."

Yoo Sangah continued like she couldn't hear my voice. I silently listened to her as I grabbed the handle again. Helping someone who didn't want help could be a curse. However, some people couldn't ask for help despite needing help. It was because they had never asked for it before.

...Just like the day I went to the interview.

"Wait a minute, Dokja-ssi―!"

I ignored Jung Heewon's words and forcibly turned the locked door. The door opened and the scene of the room was revealed. Then I saw three dark faces. Lee Seolhwa, Aileen and... my mother. My mother's eyes were saying, 'You came.'

The three people stood on the bed and Yoo Sangah was lying on the bed. Her face was pallid. Her firmly closed lips had no colour. It was the others who had conveyed her words on her behalf.

「 So... 」

Inside Yoo Sangah, the broken stories were flowing incessantly.

***

After a while, I sat down in Yoo Sangah's hospital room with the group.

"Since when has this been happening?"

"...It hasn't been long." Jung Heewon replied. It was Lee Seolhwa who gave the detailed explanation. "The side effects from the excessive use of the stigma are serious."

I gazed down at Yoo Sangah's pale face. Yoo Sangah wouldn't have suffered like this if she had a normal sponsor. Right now, she had the nebula Olympus itself as a sponsor. The unusual Sponsor Contract reduced the lifespan of the incarnation. The 'lifespan' didn't simply mean physical life. It was the 'lifespan of the story.'

"The soul has fallen asleep under the consciousness and all that is left is the stream of consciousness."

She repeatedly used a stigma she couldn't afford and the absurdity accumulated in Yoo Sangah's soul. Probability created cracks in her mind and body and the stories eventually started leaking out of the cracks.

Aileen added, "Story packs are constantly transfused and the broken fragments collected and re-added. Nevertheless, there is no difference."

I couldn't think of what to say as I watched Yoo Sangah. It was because of me. I came back too late...

"I told you not to go in because you would make this expression." Han Sooyoung grumbled.

I bit my lips and asked Lee Seolhwa. "How much time is left?"

"3 months..."

"Is there a way?"

"As of right now... there is nothing we can do here."

"It might be possible somewhere else."

[The constellation 'Guam Divine Doctor' is nodding.]

The sponsor responded on behalf of Lee Seolhwa.

[The constellation 'Guam Divine Doctor' says Incarnation Yoo Sangah's disease isn't a human disease.

Human diseases could be treated using human power.

...Then what if it was a disease of the gods?

[The constellation 'Demon King of Salvation' is looking up at the night sky.]

In the dark Star Stream, several small stars shone.

[The constellation 'Abandoned Lover of the Labyrinth' is looking at you.]

[The constellation 'God of Wine and Ecstasy' is looking at you.]

All of them were stars of Olympus with a connection to Yoo Sangah. Suddenly, my anger soared. Certainly, it was Yoo Sangah herself who used the power. Even so, it was Olympus who induced such an absurd contract in the first place.

[Olympus, you can bear the probability.]

My true voice headed towards the night sky. A few stars shone again.

[The constellation 'Abandoned Lover of the Labyrinth'...]

The next moment, the indirect messages were cut off by unknown sparks. The shining stars were no longer visible. Someone had interfered with the indirect message.

I spoke through gritted teeth. "If it is them, there might be a way."

There was no one here who didn't know who 'they' were. Jung Heewon's expression darkened. "However, there is no way to ask for help. We made a few attempts but..."

The constellations were selfish and did what they wanted. They only looked at stories they wanted to see or listened to stories they wanted to hear. If Yoo Sangah was still in this state, it meant the high level constellations didn't want Yoo Sangah's miracle.

Han Sooyoung asked, "Why don't you go to the Underworld like you did last time? You're friendly with the queen."

"The situation at that time was special. In addition, Yoo Sangah isn't dead yet. Besides, she isn't like Biyoo."

In fact, I contacted Persephone but there was no answer. It was also a difficult situation. It was already lucky that Shin Yoosung could be reincarnated as Biyoo. Most deaths in this world were literal deaths. Reincarnation and regression were just miraculous stories of the Star Stream. 

"You said Jang Hayoung went to perform another scenario?"

"...He went pretty far."

If Jang Hayoung was here, I could've sent messages directly to the constellations... I looked at the face of the sleeping Yoo Sangah and thought.

「 How to save Yoo Sangah? 」

In the end, there was only one method. I slowly breathed in. "There is still a way. It is a bit earlier than I expected but..."

"We have to clear the 46th scenario first."

The low and cold voice interrupted my words. I turned around towards the man.

...He appeared like he had been waiting. The group of people who had been dispatched to destroy the Gyeonggi Alliance was standing at the door. Shin Yoosung, Lee Gilyoung and Lee Jihye. In addition... Yoo Jonghyuk.

The children ran into my arms and hugged me. I stroked Shin Yoosung's head while watching Yoo Jonghyuk. He stared at me ferociously before glancing at the other party members. 

"It is time to meet the constellations."

"The constellations?"

The wind blew through the slightly open window. Two dokkaebis appeared in the distant sky. Perhaps they were those who came to prepare for the next scenario. Beyond that, the number of constellations watching the scenarios increased. I pointed to the stars and declared. "There are constellations present in the 47th scenario area."

The 47th scenario. It involved the interstellar cities of the constellations and the 'constellation context.'

"Let's go destroy Olympus."

TL: Rainbow Turtle

Only I know the end of this world.
One day our MC finds himself stuck in the world of his favorite webnovel. What does he do to survive? It is a world struck by catastrophe and danger all around.
His edge? He knows the plot of the story to end. Because he was the sole reader that stuck with it. Read his story to see how he survives!

Heart looked around him at all the seats that were now at least half-filled. The flight attendant stopped and bowed in front of them.
"This is how full the pilot said we could make it for balancing issues. I am sure you understand Sir."
"Yes, of course," Saint said.
"As always, thank you for your patronage, Sir." she bowed again, then left, Heart looked at him.
They will serve the food soon, okay. Just let me get this one call."
Saint stood and walked over to Kit his phone at his ear and Sat down. Heart looked at the seats and couldn't help but smile. When he turned to face the front, he caught Kit smiling at him Kit pointed at his phone.
Heart nodded, watching as Kit typed something.
He waited and his phone pinged.
KitKittipat~ Thank you for coming
…
Maybe you can get him to eat. He has barely eaten or taken care of himself in the past few days.
*Heartbeats4U* Why?
Sorry, I mean, why hasn't he? Why hasn't he been eating and taking care of himself lately?
KitKittipat~…
I~
I think that is something he needs to tell you himself,
Honestly, though.
Thanks, Heart.
*Heartbeats4U* Oh, okay, I don't think I did anything...
KitKittipat~ He really hasn't had someone he could be this way with, well, in a really long time. Because he doesn't like letting people in.
*Heartbeats4U* Why Not? The more people you can share your life with the better. That's what Min says my mom would say.
KitKittipat~ Everything in the world is safe at a safe distance.
*Heartbeats4U*
…
I see.
Heart put the phone down, turned the screen black then looked down at the bag on the table in front of them that Saint had left there. He knew he had the option to look up and see the big touch screen TV to watch something while waiting. But he was more curious about why at almost eleven at night they were flying to Phuket. More so than that, it seemed like all the people on the flight who worked on the flight knew him and Kit well.
Heart sat back in his big comfy purple chair and waited, watching the top of Saint's head with only the top of his head the only thing visible beside Kit.
A flight attendant walked past holding a tray of fresh beverages and Heart took one with a nod and set it down.
He clasped his hands together and with a big smile, stretched. He turned away and the moment he did his head dropped to stare at the ground. The moment he wasn't in their view anymore his shoulders sagged and his head dropped.
'Safe from a distance?'
'What kinda distance?'
'Saint that is a really hard way to live. I can't imagine things being that bad. Ever.'
'What might make someone's life so dark, that they choose that?'
'Min and Heart we lost our entire family. We never had enough money to do anything but scrape by, and other than wanting to provide some money for Min, there really wasn't any purpose he wanted to achieve. Anything in his life he wanted to change. Sure, life was rough sometimes.'
'But bad enough to never care about another person? It seemed like a cop-out to him.'
'Did that mean Saint didn't care about him?'
Heart picked up his phone and decided it was probably best to tell Min he wasn't coming home today.
Heart hit the button that dialed her number automatically and waited. It rang twice before it picked up.
"Hey."
There was silence on the line.
"Something happened," Min stated it as if she could almost hear Heart's defeat and confusion. He nodded from the other side of the line,
"I am going on an overnight work trip."
"Another one?"
"Mmmhhh."
"Couldn't say no, huh?"
"Was it Saint? I told you not to let him bully you anymore."
Heart opened his mouth to protest that Saint didn't bully, but just then Saint stood up and walked back towards him. His eyes were dark and tired.
"Mhhhm, okay, I will tell them."
'Them? Heart? Are you even listening to me right now? Heart? Heart?'
There was a quote he read once, back in his English class.
Something like...
When you are living this moment with exquisite joy and love, why spend five lifetimes looking and working for something unattainable, when what you have beside you is more than enough.
'He was sure even with five, ten, or a hundred lifetimes, they still wouldn't be enough to experience the joy and pain, love, and happiness this man could inflict on him just with his sheer will.'
A very pregnant woman who seemed to be traveling alone tapped Saint on the shoulder just as he reached Heart and Saint swiveled his eyes, breaking contact with Heart's. Heart's chest ached for a moment, but then he watched as Saint chatted for a second with her before he came back over and grabbed both the pillow on his chair and the pillow on the floor that belonged to Heart. Then he helped her to sit and find a position that was more comfortable than before, lifting her up when needed so that she could move around better. The flight attendant who was an inexperienced girl that resembled a small dog, trembled nervously beside Saint, watching, but clearly far too inadequate to lift a pregnant woman and carry her weight as she maneuvered around her seat. Heart watched in silence, happiness coursing through his veins.
"You are right five is too many, cut it down to three, no make that two, better yet, just one. I dunno if I can handle one, five, or a hundred of this."
"Heart? What are you even talking about?"
"I swear, this dumb child. Tee, he is mumbling again. Tee." Heart hung up, closed his mouth, and put the phone down on his lap.
Saint sat down beside Heart in his seat and looked over.
"What?"
"I'm just wondering how I could have been so wrong?" Heart stated.
"Wrong? About what?"
"My first impressions of you." Heart stated.
"The interview? Or the bathroom?" Saint asked cheekily.
"Ahh,"
"Are either of you guys wanting to enjoy our customary included dinner?" The stewardess interrupted.
Heart almost jumped out of his seat with excitement. He hadn't eaten anything but breakfast and his stomach had taken to either attacking him full-on or pouting in silence and refusing to make him feel nice.
Heart smiled and opened his mouth.
"No, thanks," Saint said before he could even speak up. The girl smiled and then walked off.
Heart watched her leave, feeling betrayed.
"I thought you wanted to take me for dinner?" heart accused sourly.
Saint chuckled and crossed his legs and raised an eyebrow.
"And you thought, the dinner I meant was on the plane?"
Heart nodded innocently.
Saint scoffed.
I treat my dates better than that.
Heart's eyebrows raised in surprise.
"Date?"
"Sure, date, nothing fancy." He looked out the window and smirked.
Heart thought about it. "Ah, I see."
Saint watched the night out of the window Heart watched him, but his focus didn't leave the window.
"How many people have you taken on a date like this." Heart pouted.
Saint turned and looked him in the eye and smiled.
"You are the first."
Saint leaned forward.
"I don't know what you have heard. But throw that assumption away. Because it's wrong."
"Why?" Heart asked, curiosity peaking him.
Saint leaned in really tight, he placed one hand on the arm of Heart's chair, so close his breath tickled across Heart's neck.
"Because that Saint, was the one before you met me and he doesn't exist anymore."
Heart gulped blinking.
Saint ran his hands up Heart's neck gently, his fingers caressing Heart's neck deeply.
"I never waste my precious time on anything that I don't value. And anything I value, I protect, and fight for."
Heart pulled away and Saint stared into his eyes not breaking his contact, his hand falling directly on Heart's thigh.
"Anything that's mine."
Heart gulped at the crazy look in Saint's eyes, not possessiveness, not control, not psycho, but the look of a man getting ready for war.

"The next time you want to wear a woman's suit to an interview you might want to make sure it fits you in all areas." His voice came out a slight lilt of amusement churning through its deep baritone.

The soft, husky hum slithered all over Heart's ear, making his body shiver.

With that one sentence, this man had stripped him of his confidence and made him feel exposed, Heart wondered what was wrong with him. Because the moment the shiver ended his body began telling him he wanted more.

He knew he should feel repulsed, annoyed, disgusted, creeped out. But he didn't,

Not at all.

'What does he want? What is he going to do to me?' Heart tried to think if there was some way he had met this guy the week before and forgotten. Maybe he had run into him?

There was a small zipping sound and he felt stunned as his pants got unbearably tighter as the zipper, zipped closed around his length. The man pulled back and headed for the door as if zipping up another man's pants for him was something he did every day for someone.

Heart stared after him stunned.

"My fly was undone." Hearts stated stupidly.

"Hmm," The man crooned.

'Why did I like that so much?' Heart blinked twice realizing the man had stopped again at the door and was looking back at him.

"Why didn't you just tell me so I could zip it up?" Heart said, flushing.

"It's just a zipper, what's a low fly between friends." He quipped.

"Friends." Heart stuttered

'When did we become friends?'



What if your destiny was both fate and design? What if the real Fate was not having met you, but how we choose to live after meeting? When Fate unexpectedly ties five strings, five human lives that were never supposed to meet connect with shy, timid Heart, a boy who is at a major turning point in his life. It’s these strings that pull him into a new far more dangerous direction. Far out of the comfort of his world and into a new one filled with darkness, friendship, hate, and love. This is their Fate, the one they took into their own hands. The one they fought and planned for. A war is coming. And Death will come to ask for their lives, but only they have the power to change it.

*This story Includes three main BL Couples and it takes place in Thailand. Please do not take offence and understand all couples are fictional.

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