Ordinary people live ordinary lives. But unordinary people also have to live ordinary lives. That is, until a certain point in time. 
Our main hero is just an ordinary student. But at some point in time the world he used to know comes to an end. Can he adapt to the changes, or can he change the world to his will? 
(He is a MC, after all, he can’t die, right?)
So dive into the world, where only the strongest will survive. 


P.S. the author is an enthusiast who tries writing for the first time. The number of chapters will be 3-4 weekly. 
Also author is not a native speaker and have no editor. So, please, don’t be too harsh on me.
Hope you will enjoy it.

Creative and Interesting short stories for Children's.

This book is about a young lady who is only known as jungle girl

Beginning of Frozen Milk's book "Another one fell through":
'A dozen, apathetic, long and wry vines crowded the jungle. They were juicy green with a pinch of old cucumber colour and they dangled and swung in the wind with the faintest vibration.'
-1023 comments
- Lol!! Author back again with his descriptions!
-apathetic? Juicy? Imagination 10/10 idiocy 100/10
-wonder why shitty author didn't just wrote Frozen Milk 10 000 times to fill quota

'On the earthy ground with dent, holes and mountains piled all over, many-legged insects and venomous animals housed and waited to prey on their victims with the blue, sunny sky throwing its shine onto each of them and casted many tiny shadows across the ground.'
-286 comments
-fck is this sentence long. Is this even a sentence? It's a whole fckn paragraph!
-do insects even feel anything?
-no need to describe just get to the action! Action! Gimme a cuckold protag, I need to feast my kings, you p**sy ass *** readers

'Massive trees with their roots reaching down to the cores of this world, stood dense next to each other not given the slightest bit of space to walk. Then throughout the jungle, a large river flowed beautifully leading into the ocean. Its water is bright and clear, hiding the secret of acid in it.'
-2386 comments
-BORING, C'mon this is the by far his most boring beginning
-not even acid can save this shit
-so no space to walk? Author how strong will go?
-hey author transmigrate and drown in acid see how you like that

[… A while later, after 5000 words of more jungle description…]

'A masculine male with half-bare chest and veins of manliness, body like Hercules, calves unrivalled, long, flexible legs walked through the spacious jungle.  His godly face was like a masterpiece carved out of beautiful marble, able to make any female worship this embodiment of masculinity. The aura he carried was brutal and violent, hints of killing intent spread around him and his big, soft hands pried the vines open.'
-10346
-author alright? You damn gay?
-Lolol the jungle supposed to be dense? Not able to walk? What the hell does spacious mean? Come on!
-PLOTHOLES!
-Fck, this! More beauties!

Frozen Milk's system displayed his first chapter on the wall and when Prota walked into Frozen Milk's room and saw that Frozen Milk was asleep, he wanted to leave until this disaster caught his eye.
Prota's face turned sour as he read Frozen Milk's description of Vil. Where was he? Where? Where? WHERE?
Prota turned a page on the wall, turned another but the whole first chapter was half of the jungle and then half of Oh-so-damned-handsome Vil and his unbelievable badass character.
Prota could also be badass! He could! He was the protagonist! Why wasn't he showered with all kinds of masculine words and praise? Why didn't he appear from the first sentence?
Prota pursed his lips and stared intensively at Frozen Milk hoping his telepathic waves of anger and disappointment were carried by the air and penetrated Frozen Milk's stubborn head.
Yet Frozen Milk didn't wake up. Prota concentrated even more before he sat on the bed and with all of his might stared at Frozen Milk's face. His lovely and adorable face. Prota carressed Frozen Milk's cheeks. Wait, no! He was angry! More staring! More! Stareeee~
The system who amused watched this scene was too entertained. It thought if it shouldn't shock Frozen Milk awake. Shocking him once or twice wasn't that bad but system knew it would sooner or later become addicted to it and it would turn into a bad habit.
Prota couldn't endure anymore and like a puppy called out aggrieved, "Frozen Milk!"
"Frozen Milk!"
In the interval of each minute Prota called Frozen Milk's name over and over again, each time more aggrieved and his puppy ears lowered.
Wait! Prota reminded himself, he was masculine! He could be the definition of masculinity too! He could be badass too!
But in less than a second his quiet wail for Frozen Milk appeared again. Prota nudged Frozen Milk with his nose and rubbed the tip over Frozen Milk's cheeks.
He wanted to hold Frozen Milk. He wanted Frozen Milk to hold him, so without any more wasting time, Prota crawled into Frozen Milk's arms. 
Frozen Milk grunted and tightened his arms around Prota. 
"Good boy, good boy," Frozen Milk whispered half-asleep, yet Prota was immensely happy.
"Yes! Yes!" he cuddled Frozen Milk closer and thought it didn't matter if he wasn't a badass. He was Frozen Milk's good boy and that was all that was important to him.
He didn't need to change himself for Frozen Milk to like him. He just needed to be himself.
Prota glided his fingers across Frozen Milk's soft lips before gently closing in wanting to give Frozen Milk a passionate and loving kiss.

Check out my new BL novel: I teleported again and now all demons want me! 
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To lighten the wrath of his blackened readers, Frozen Milk was forced to transmigrate into his own novel to witness what *** he wrote.

What's this? One plothole, two plotholes... plotholes everywhere!

How do you counter a novel full of plotholes? 
Of course, with constant bullshit, constant crap and constant nonsense!

It shouldn't be working but the result?

Terrifying!

Long live holy creator Frozen Milk!

"Damn! What the hell is this?? Wasn't this supposed to be a comedy rip off? A parody? So, why are all my characters leeching onto me? Do I look like a bamboo stick to climb and eat? To stick in between your cheeks?"

"Hello? System help?"

"System is currently on holida- undergoing maintenance, host."

"%$@#!" 

Frozen Milk was nearing his despair. Bent, straight, bent, straight, bent, STRAIGHT!!!!

Be ready to have your brains fried, your life questioned and above all your integrity disappear!

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This is completed!
Disclaimer: some profanities and innuendos 
Has elements of BL

First book in the 'Scum Series'

the jungle book.... (1894) is a collection of 
stories by the  English author Rudyard Kipling
most of the character are animal such as
shere khan the tiger and balloon the bear 
through a principal character is the boy or 
man club Mowgli who is raised in the jungle India one place mentioned repeatedly is Seine-et-Marne (seonee) in the central state of
Madhya Pradesh


A major theme in the book is abandonment 
followed by  fostering as in the life of Mowgli
echoing Kipling's own childhood the theme is 
echoed in the triumph of protagonists including Rikki - tikki - tavi and the white seal 
over there enimis a as well as Mowgli,s another important theme is law and freedom ,
the stories are not about animal behaviour still less about the darwinian struggle for survival but about human  archetypes  in. animal  from  the teach respect for authority , 
obedience ,and knowing one,s place in society with the low of the jungle but the stories also 
illustrate the freedom to move between different world sach as when Mowgli moves between the jungle and the village .critics have also noted the essential wildness and lawless energies in the stories reflecting the irresponsible side of human nature.


the jungle book has remained popular ,partly
through its many adaptations for film and 
other media. critics such as Swati Singh have 
noted that even critics wary of Kipling for his 
supposed imperialism have admired the power of his storytelling the  book has been 
influential in the scout movement whose founder robert baden _powell was a friend of 
Kipling Percy Grainger composed his jungle book cycle around quotations from 
the book.

R-18 Chapter Special "Everything that happens in these episodes belongs to fiction, viewer's discretion its advice."
Derek, Hellena, and Flavio were tied in a dark room while black eyes stared at them in the dark.
It was Kentaro who was angry at what their beloved creations had done. "Let's reconsider. I told you to get the balance in the world where I sent you.
But you managed to make me surprised, Flavio and Hellena killed the goddess and her disciples, Derek turned the demon king into a queen and what you did next is horrible. "
Derek sighed and looked at Kentaro with a smile "But why do you complain you said we would bring peace and that is what we did.
There can be no wars if everyone is dead or turned into zombies. "
Kentaro sat in a chair and looked at Derek with some anger "I can understand that you will kill the leaders but a whole world.
You ended up with millions of living beings in just a few days. I can understand Derek's deaths because she is a little crazy.
But you Flavio that you did that just tell me why you did it. "
Flavio looked at Hellena before turning to see Kentaro seriously. "The goddess tried to capture Hellena to try to rape her by one of her children.
You must know that ... "
Kentaro shook his head as he stretched out his hand. "Don't worry if you hadn't done it, most likely I would have done it.
Well, I think that his punishment can be released is really a shame since I planned to make the third novel using that scheme. "
Derek started laughing as he tapped the table "You seriously planned to use the cliché of the demon king and the goddess.
Look what you laugh when readers start reading the story and know how it ends. "
Kentaro scratched his head. "Hey, I thought it does not mean it is a reality, anyway it takes a lot of time for that.
I am a responsible author, and I can only with 2 novels at the same time since doing more be something unthinkable.
But now what to do with you three would be annoying to have you in this place, but you should make the valentine's special. "
Hellena looked at Kentaro with an evil smile. "Come on, Author makes this episode an r-18, it's just a number that is added, and maybe I can spend time with Flavio."
Kentaro scratched his head and looked seriously at Hellena. "I really like your idea, but then it is fair that I bring the whole harem to this place."
At that moment, Kentaro realized that doing an orgy in a special episode could not be a good idea.
They could all see Kentaro, who was holding his head as if he was afraid of something, but Derek could feel a cold sweat on his back that ran down to the bottom of his back after Kentaro would look at her.
"It's crazy to do bad things on February 14, but I'm sure you three will have a good time.
You can leave, but before you do, have these identification cards and these unlimited credit cards.
For security reasons, your powers will be sealed in this place; you three will be the protagonists of a drama novel called Little Heart, so be prepared to receive a lot of fans.
I hope you enjoy your new life in this special chapter depending on your performance in the special episodes I can make them more fun. "
Flavio and the two women left the room to see on the desk a young woman who had green hair and very bright red eyes.
"Nice to see the invaders of the northern part was two white people and your white-haired girl. I couldn't feel your presence before, but you are dangerous."
Derek put his fingers on his lips as she approached the woman with green hair "I'm glad that beauty has been able to notice my existence and not run in fear.
What do you say if you and I have a date and we leave the two in love together, that I do not fool my appearance I can take you to know the sky only using this. "
Derek took out his tongue and then began to lick his finger before it separated, leaving a thin thread of saliva.
Flavio had to swallow some saliva before Hellena nudged him in the ribs.
The green-haired woman just looked at Derek with some scorn "Very good attempt, but I'm not interested in humans.
I only have to work in this place as a human because of that superior being called author; if it were for me outside, I would be recovering from the drought.
I'm sure that stupid human knows what I mean. "
Flavio walked to the woman with green hair and looked at her as if she were garbage. "You must be the Cursed Jungle, you know that your conquest in the south has brought me many problems.
A lot of people died fighting you, but complaining or saying something has no function. "
Flavio turned as he pulled a gun from his jacket and then pointed it at the Cursed Jungle and emptied the gun loader into the head of the jungle.
The bullets pierced the skull of the cursed jungle, leaving his face completely deformed, the screams began to be heard all over the place.
Derek sighed and looked at Flavio with some anger "You had to kill her, we couldn't have a civilized talk or at least choose a less obvious place to kill her.
We have to get out of this place, but you have to hide the evidence, you know I hate having to clean crime scenes. "
Derek began using scissors to cut a wire and create a short circuit that started a fire.
"You have another weapon because I feel we will have to kill somehow many people to make our way."
Flavio sighed and pulled out of his jacket another gun he handed to Derek, and another handed it to Hellena.
Hellena looked at the gun, and while everything was burning and said: "That means we are the bad guys."
Derek opened fire and ended the life of the approaching security guard. "It's not something that matters to me, it's also more fun because we're human in theory.
It reminds me of my mercenary years, follows me guys according to my calculations, the police will arrive in 10 minutes.
If I'm wrong, we'll just have to break through with weapons. "


Our protagonist was a Mexican who died on a flight, when he woke up he found Apollo who reincarnated him as the grandson of Gaius Octavian Turino (Augustus) the first Roman emperor, having a mission in hand to conquer the New World to save the Roman polytheist world and his existence.

Our protagonist will be able to develop the great Roman civilization in America and survive the different ones that exist in this distant land ...

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Author masih menyilangkan tangannya dan menatap Krystal yang sedang mengamati kotak yang di pegang olehnya, "oke, kalo gue boleh tau... berarti lo punya kaya gini di rumah?" Author hanya berdehem lalu menghembuskan napasnya dan menatap Krystal, "oke-oke..." Krystal langsung menaruh kotak tersebut lalu menatap gemboknya, "gue... ngerasa kalo ini custom. Jadi buyut lo pesen ke pemilik toko sebelumnya, gue... bisa buka ini tapi.. bakalan ada beberapa kerusakan. Dan itu kalo lo setuju" Author langsung menatap Robert.
"Maafkan aku nona, apa kau bisa membukannya dengan lembut?" Author langsung menggaruk rambutnya, "buyut, lo udah sono istirahat aja" Robert langsung menggeleng, "aku selalu saja melewatkan hal yang seru" Author hanya mendengkus kesal, "udah-udah.." Pacar Author langsung menaruh nampan yang berisi teh lalu menatap Author, "aku.. ke belakang dulu" SinB langsung memberikan Krystal sebuah map lalu Krystal menatap map tersebut.
"Kalian berdua... mau ke El Dorado? Gue bisa kok bawa kalian ke sana" SinB langsung duduk di arm chair lalu menatap Krystal tajam, "denger kak Kryst. Mereka berdua harus di bawa keluar negeri ini diem-diem. Kalo ketahuan sama Sam bisa gawat" Author langsung mengangguk setuju, "aku akan membunuh adikku dengan tanganku sendiri" Krystal langsung mengangguk.
Author mengusap dagunya dan menatap Krystal, "Ryujin masih lama jalan ke sininya. Gue juga khawatir sama Chaeryoung, dia kena racunnya. Gue mohon Kryst, tolong buka kotaknya" Krystal langsung menatap Author, "gue usahain" Author langsung mengangguk "makasih" SinB langsung berdiri dan menatap Author.
Makassar, Indonesia 2020 AD
Jennie dan Jessica langsung mengetok pintu rumah "permisi" Jessica langsung memencet bel yang berada di samping pagar lalu menatap pintu masuknya kembali, "Permisi, Yunaaa" Jessica langsung menghembuskan napasnya kasar lalu memanjat pagar dan membukakan pagarnya untuk Jennie, "kalo ketok-ketok kek begitu bakal tuh bocah kabur" Jennie langsung memutar matanya malas, "gue sebenernya gak mau kerja sama lo, adek lo udah bikin Author menderita tau gak!" Jessica langsung mendengkus kesal. "Gak lo aja woy!" Jessica dan Jennie langsung menghembuskan napasnya.
"Permisi, Yunaaaa" suara pintu di buka membuat Jennie dan Jessica langsung diam dan menapat pintu tersebut, "kalian siapa ya? Mau ada apa?" Jessica langsung menunjukkan lencana FBI, "itu asli?" Jessica langsung memepet Yuna ke tembok dan memborgol tangannya. "SALAH GUE APAAN ANJIR!?" Yuna langsung di dudukan di terasnya lalu Jennie langsung menunjukkan artikel yang di tulis olehnya. "Iya, itu tulisan gue. Kalo kalian mau plagiatin, gapapaaa.. gue ikhlas. Tapi netijen Indonesia? Gak bakal!" Jessica langsung mengusap wajahnya kasar.
"Banyak bacot juga ini bocah, pusing gue" Jessica langsung menatap Yuna, "denger, kedatangan gue sama dia ke sini cuman mau tanya" Yuna langsung membuang pandangannya, "denger ya, kakak-kakak... seluruh tulisan gue bisa di pertanggung jawabkan karena gue punya source" Jennie langsung menatap Jessica, "cek komputernya" Jennie langsung mengangguk dan ia langsung berjalan menuju kamar Yuna. Jessica langsung menatap tajam Yuna, "Source lo salah! Nama Source lo siapa? Kalo berani, sini sebut" Yuna langsung mengendikkan bahunya.
"Gue ketemunya di IG, dia cakep sih ngeliat foto-fotonya. Kalo bisa di bilang 11 12 sama Park Chanyeol" Jessica langsung diam dan menatap Yuna. "User name IGnya apa?" Yuna langsung menatap Jessica "tolong lepasin, anjir1" Jessica langsung menggeplak kepala Yuna. "Sopan dikit napa" Jessica langsung memberikan hapenya, "telpon orang tua kamu suruh pulang, Soalnya kamu mau masuk penjara. Yuna langsung mengambil hape Jessica dan membuka akun Instagram milik Jessica.
"Dah, ini" Jennie langsung keluar lalu mengambil hape Jessica, "dia..." Jennie langsung menatap Jessica dan mengangguk, "Yuna ya nama lo?" Yuna langsung ngangguk, "khsusus lo gue jawab" Jennie langsung menggeret kursi yang ada di samping Yuna lalu menatapnya tajam, "kalo bolehtau, lo dapet source dari dia, apa udah yakin?" Yuna langsung mengangguk dengan ragu. "Tapi gue juga masih ada kesendat-kesendatnya sih... lo tau gak? Kalo Clemont sama Anderson gak akan pernah akur selamanya" Jennie mengangguk.
"Nah... sebenernya, ada penengah mereka dan... lo bisa gak suruh tante ini lepasin borgol gue" Jessica langsung melotot dan memberikan tatapan dinginnya, "lo bilang apa tadi!? Tante??" Yuna langsung mengangguk dengan polosnya, "kak Jes" Jessica yang merasa tersudut langsung melepaskan borgolnya lalu Yuna mengusap-usap bekasnya. "Gini ya KAKAK-KAKAK SEKALIAN" Yuna langsung melegakan tenggorokannya, "penengahnya, dari keluarganya si orang yang gue kirim user name di IG tante" Jessica langsung melihat dan mengerutkan keningnya.
"Dan bukti kalo Jackson Anderson itu punya anak tiri Robert Anderson apa?" Yuna langsung mengusap dagunya, "hanya darah Raja sejati yang bisa membuka samudera dan membelah lautan" Jennie dan Jessica langsung mengerutkan keningnya, "gue gak ngerti ini bocah ngomong apa" Jessica langsung mendengkus kesal, "yang bener dong!" Yuna langsung mendengkus kesal, "udah ya, gue gak di bayar gak di kasih minum. JAHANAM KALIAN!" Yuna langsung berdiri dan berjalan masuk kedalam rumahnya.
"Dia kelas 6 SD kelakuan kek udah umur 20-an, duh... bocah zaman sekarang cepet banget dewasa" Jennie langsung menggaruk rambutnya yang tidak gatal, "tapi... ada yang aneh deh..." Jessica langsung menatap Jennie, "apaan?" Jessica langsung duduk dan memasukkan kembali borgolnya kedalam kantong jelana jeansnya. "Hanya darah Raja sejati yang bisa membuka samudera dan membelah lautan" Jennie langsung menjentikkan jarinya, "gue punya ide" Jessica langsung menatap kesekitarnya dan mendapati Yuna yang membawa nampan berisi minuman dan dua toples nastar.
"Gak usah repot-repot.." Yuna langsung meletakkan nampannya di meja dan duduk di kursi terasnya, "siapa yang mau nawarin lo?" Jessica ingin sekali membunuh Yuna namun dia harus bisa sabar, "udah-udah, ayok gue udah tau" Jennie dan Jessica langsung meninggalkan perkarangan rumah Yuna.
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"Jadi..." Jennie langsung menunjuk foto Author dan langsung mendapatkan tatapan membingungkan dari Jessica, "iya itu calon iparan gue, terus maksud lo?" Jennie langsung menggaruk rambutnya yang tidak gatal, "Author pernah bilang kalo dia pernah di percaya buat ngendarain kapal. Dan dia kapten geladak, bener gak sih?" Jessica mengangguk, "terus, maksud lo apa?" Jennie langsung mengusap dagunya.
"Mungkin gak sih, kalo Author itu keturunan asli? Gue jujur, aja... gue juga gak ngerasa dia gak ada mirip-miripnya sama Ryujin, sama kita semua" Jessica langsung mengangguk, "dia Arab seorang sih, bener juga" Jessica langsung menggaruk rambutnya, "apa... Author sebenernya kelempar ke dimensi lain?" Jessica langsung menggeplak kepala Jennie menggunakan kertas yang ia lipat. "Tau sakit gak sih?" Jessica hanya menatap Jennie.
"Kalo emang Author kelempar dari dimensi lain, dia palingan dari tahun 678 SM" Jennie langsung tertawa "anjirlaaah.. malah ketawa" Jennie langsung meminum air mineralnya, "tapi, lo ada benernya juga.. kita gak mungkin asal nuduh gitu kalo Author malah anak tiri dari keluarga Anderson" Jennie langsung melegakan tenggorokannya lalu menatap foto Author, "apa kita bertiga ngejalanin test DNA aja, atau... kita interogasi Queen Rachel?" Jessica langsung mengangguk.
"Kita harus interogasi nenek lo, gue malah curiga dia nyembunyiin sesuatu" Jennie hanya mengangguk, "ide bagus, gue siap juga kalo di test DNA" Jessica langsung menuliskannya di papan tulis.
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Yorkshire, United Kingdom 2020 AD
Author langsung merebut kotak tersebut dari tangan Krystal lalu menatapnya dengan seksama, "diem.. gue dapet pengelihatan" Krystal langsung duduk dan seluruh orang menatap Author bingung, SinvB langsung menghembuskan napasnya kasar lalu menatap Author, "gue selama ini gak percaya sama lo Kryst, tapi ntah kenapa gue percaya sama lo" Author langsung menggeser puzzelnya hingga gambar yang di gembok tersebut langsung menyatu. "Ini..." Author mengangguk.

"El Dorado" Author langsung mengamankan isinya dan menatap ke Robert, "gue mau tanya sesuatu sama lo yut" Robert langsung menatap Author, "kenapa lo gak bisa buka? Apa... lo gak ada keturunan Raja" Robert langsung mendengkus kesal. "Dengarkan baik-baik anak muda, aku adalah anak dari Jackson Anderson. Aku bukan Raja, tapi... Elizabeth adalah anak dari King Arthur" Author langsung mengangguk.
"Elizabeth, aku benar-benar merindukanmu" SinB langsung menghampiri Author lalu menatap Author, "selanjutnya gimana? Gue pengen ketemu Ryujin secepatnya" Krystal langsung tersenyum melihat Author, "Kryst, makasih" Krystal langsung mengangguk "jangan lupa undang gue oke?" Author langsung mengangguk, "pasti kok, gue gak akan pernah lupa sama lo" Krystal langsung mengangguk dan ia keluar dari rumah tua yang di tinggali oleh mereka.
"Jadi... selanjutnya gimana?" Author langsung menghembuskan napasnya, "Chaeryoung gak akan mati muda kok" Author langsung melihat ke halaman depan lalu mnyibakan tirainya sedikit "Rudolph!" Rudolph langsung menghampiri Author dan berlutut, "tolong beri ini ke penjaga kerajaan dan.." Author langsung memberikan sobekan bajunya, "Queen Rachel, pastikan Queen Rachel yang menerimanya" Rudolph langsung mengangguk, "apa ada lagi?" Author langsung mengangguk, "mulai detik ini, lo adalah kepala keamanan kerajaan yang baru" Rudolph langsung mengangguk dan langsung melaksanakan perintah Author.
"Keknya ntar Buckingham Palace, jadi Kingdom O' Jungle" Author langsung menggeplak kepala SinB, "jungle mulu lo pikirannya" Author langsung menghembuskan napasnya, "terus ada perintah?" Author langsung mengangguk, "lo Mbih, mereka gak bisa nyium bau lo" SinB langsung mengerutkan keningnya, "ntahlah, lo punya darah spesial" SinB hanya diam, "udah... sekarang lo cari bahan-bahan dan cari informasi di luaran sama Wendy" SinB langsung mengerutkan keningnya, "bahan apaan?" Author langsung memberikan daftar makanan dan minuman yang harus di beli.
"Pokonya, jangan kacang" SinB langsung mengangguk dan mengambil daftar belanja Author, "yang lainnya, kita mikirin apa isi di botol ini" SinB dan Wendy langsung keluar dari persembunyian mereka dan mereka langsung memasang topengnya. "Wen, lo ada yang aneh gak?" Wendy langsung menggeleng, "Author atau siapa?" SinB langsung menggaruk rambutnya, "Krystal" Wendy menatap SinB. "Ntah, ini firasat gue atau gimana... Krystal kek nyembunyiin sesuatu" Wendy langsung menggeplak kepala SinB "bisa aja lo" SinB hanya mengusap kepalanya lalu ia mendapati sebuah mobil Pickup Chevrolet berwarna putih mutiara terparkir di salah satu gang,
"Lo penasaran gak?" Wendy langsung mengangguk, SinB dan Wendy langsung mengintip dari jauh dan mendapati Krystal sedang di cekek oleh Lim, "dimana Author???" SinB langsung menatap Wendy, "tolongin gak ini?" Wendy langsung menggaruk rambutnya "tolongin aja kali ya?" SinB langsung menggeplak Wendy. "Yodah-yodah, kita tolongin dulu aja" Wendy langsung mengambil batu dan mengenai sasaran.
"TIMPUKIN AJA NOH BEGAL" SinB langsung melempari Limario batu, "setan pergi sono" Wendy dan SinB langsung melempari batu hingga Limario dan anak buahnya langsung pergi, "sono lo pergi!" Krystal langsung menghembuskan napasnya lega lalu menatap SinB dan Wendy, "makasih, kalo gitu gue duluan" SinB langsung menahan tangan Krystal. "Lo nyembunyiin sesuatu kan?" Krystal langsung menunduk dan mengangguk.
Wendy hanya diam dan menatap SinB, "gue mau belanja dulu" SinB langsung memberikan tongkat baseballnya, "cerita sama gue" Krystal langsung mengangguk lalu menghembuskan napasnya kasar.
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JANGAN LUPA VOTE DAN COMMENT YANG SIDER GUA DOAIN SEMOGA DAPAT HIDAYAH UNTUK MENEKAN TANDA BINTANG, HARGAI KAMI PARA AUTHOR YANG SUDAH BERUSAHA MENUANGKAN IDENYA DALAM BENTUK TULISAN :). Maafkan jika tidak nyambung.

SinB dan teman-temannya sedang bermain poker, tiba-tiba mereka merasakan getaran apa yang terjadi sebenarnya? 

Robert adalah anak dari keluarga terpandang Arkeolog Jackson Anderson, ia sedang mencar cara untuk menyelamatkan keluarga, sahabat, dan istrinya dari incaran Sam. Bisakah Robert menyelamatkan mereka?

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so what now?" Isha asked us when we were back. 

"we did not find anything useful." she continued. "But it was fun." Seema said. 

 "yeah so fun to be almost bitten by the snake." Tina teased her. 

Seema was about to snap but our generous leader cut her off "okay... let's plan what to do now." 

 I sighed still trying to remember the familiar yet unfamiliar painting. Maybe the painting has to do something with the museum itself. 

"yes" Tina almost screamed. For a second I thought that she could read my thoughts until she continued 

"we should go to the library once again and check for maps of our town of later decades." Everyone nodded in agreement. I decided that it would be better if they continued their research of the forgotten museum while I do my own research of the painting alongside. 

 "But what will we research?" Seema asked. 

"about why and when the museum got closed. And why is it not re-constructed or demolished." Isha explained. 

"bonus points if it turns out to be a curse or other superstition." Tina winked. 

 A curse? then why was it open only? but the reason seems really important. Why was this grand museum built at the very end of the city? in the map also nothing was shown after the museum point, and how could everyone just forget about it. 

I was lost in the chain of my thoughts, trying to process the information and frame questions about the situation while constantly trying to remember about the painting. However my silence didn't get unnoticed by the team. 

 "Parul?" a sudden hand on my shoulder made me flinch a bit as I woke up from my thoughts. 

"yeah?" I asked quickly looking at everyone. 

 Our responsible leader asked me "you seem to be lost for a while. is everything okay?" 

"yeah, how come you are not giving us ideas?" Tina remarked my unusual behaviour. 

"oh.. it's nothing" I waved my hand to dismiss their worry. After a few discussions we went over to the library again. 

Now the librarian was a foul tempered old creepy lady. For some reason she was always displeased with literally everything. And the ones she hated the most were the young adults. According to her all we do is goof around. The four of us silently entered and submitted the map to her. At first she she looked at us disgusted, now some comment she has to pass no. 

She said "aren't you coming here too often?" we decided to ignore her like we always do while waiting for her to register it as returned. All the while we were standing there, I felt a strong gaze on me. I turned around and looked back but there was no one except a middle aged woman who was silently reading. Maybe I was imagining things. The librarian handed us three more maps along with ours and asked- no- ordered us to put them on their respective places. we began our search for the maps. 

 I stumbled across the place where the middle aged woman was sitting, but she was not here now. But there was a hardcover book. 'The Empress of the mystical folks, by Anahita subedar' The cover looked attractive and the title too. So I decided to open it and turn a few pages. On the 7th page was something that shocked me. The same painting! 

I hurriedly took out my phone to be sure of the picture. It was the same picture. I flipped through all the pages, but there was no other picture in it. That painting of the old city... that was the only picture in the whole book series. I looked everywhere in the library for that woman but she was not anywhere. I tried to remember her face and then suddenly a memory flashed across my mind. 

 

 A woman painting something and the she looked behind "how is it princess?" She asked stepping aside "This is really beautiful, the exact copy of the view from my room." I said. As I looked at the city the one in the painting. 

My head felt like it was spinning as I was tuned into the present world once again. I stumbled behind a bit and luckily I caught on the edge of a shelf as I held my head with my hand. Yeah, that was it. I saw the painting and it's inspiration in one of those strange dreams. How can I forget! I took the book from the table and hurried to my friends. 

"did you find anything Parul?" Tina asked looking at the book in my hand. "oh this, this is a book of my favourite author nothing related to our mystery" I said which was maybe not a complete truth but it was not a complete lie too. 

"which author?" she asked me. 

"Anahita subedar" I replied. 

she frowned at the name. "I have read so many books but I never heard of this author." she said and I shrugged. 

That means it is not a popular book. I decided to atleast pretend to help them a bit before asking to leave. 

Suddenly Seema brought a map. "Guys... 1985" she opened it and showed to us. "the museum is still here." Isha pointed out. This time behind the museum point there was a railway line showed too. But no jungle. 

"wait, why is there no jungle shown here?" I decided to voice my thoughts. 

 "Ah, my grandpa once told me that earlier there wasn't a jungle between Rupsi and our neighbouring town Ahwa." she said. Her family lived in this city for three generations, so it was evident that she knew the most about Rupsi's past. 

"Did he not say anything about the museum?" Tina asked her and she shook her head in denial giving us an apologetic look. 

"I will try to ask him." she said after a while. 

After sometime when I was thinking about how to go home while pretending to search, my phone rang. Thankfully it was on silent otherwise I would have been scolded by the librarian. 

 It was an unknown number but I picked it. "hello ma'am, do you need a loan?" 

but I pretend to speak to my mother "yes mom? yeah yeah" 

 "ma'am I am calling from IFDC bank-" 

 "yeah I am coming right away." I hung up the call quickly. I hope the bank person isn't offended...but even if he is, what can I do? I turned to my friends who were already staring at me. "guys I need to leave." I announced. 

"oh..yeah your mom called right?" Isha asked and I nodded. 

"I will text you then." she said as I waved them bye and hurried to register my book before leaving the library to do the real research.

She always had strange dreams, it was a strange world, and always the same man... she did not knew anything about him, never met him, did not know even his name... but what she knew was that she loved him. At some point atleast. 

She desperately missed him, but there was no way to find him... until she saw a painting... in an abandoned museum.

Jump into this story about the 17th century India. And get to know the Lovers who crossed lifetimes to be together.



The Bewitched Jungle 

 

 

Cedric Daurio 

 

 

 

Copyright © 2020 by Oscar Luis Rigiroli. All rights reserved. Neither this book nor any part of it may be reproduced or used in any way without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. 

 

 It is a work of fiction. The names, characters, companies, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or are used in a fictitious way. Any resemblance to real people, dead or alive, or real events is pure coincidence. 

 

 Contents 

Dramatis personæ 

Chapter 1 

Chapter 2 

Chapter 3 

Chapter 4 

Chapter 5 

Chapter 6 

Chapter 7 

Chapter 8 

Chapter 9 

Chapter 10 

Chapter 11 

Chapter 12 

Chapter 13 

Chapter 14 

Chapter 15 

Chapter 16 

Chapter 17 

Chapter 18 

Chapter 19 

Chapter 20 

Chapter 21 

Chapter 22 

Chapter 23 

Chapter 24 

Epilogue 

From the Author 

About the Author 

Works by Cedric Daurio 

Coordinates of the Author 

About the Publisher 

 

 

 

 Dramatis personæ 

 

Four young explorers: 

 Xiang 

 Aylen 

 Jean Luc and 

 Meiling: Xiang's younger sister. 

Conrad: Organizer of the expedition. 

Kovacs: Chief of Park Rangers. 

Benítez, Bernini: Park Ranger. 

Waylla Quispe: Shaman woman, healer of the original people. 

Laszlo: Hermit. Inhabitant of a cabin in the forest. 

Hamal Anwarzai: Afghan drug trafficker. 

Haoran and Xiu: Father and Mother of Meiling and Xiang 

 

 

Once upon a time there was a group of youngsters who went astray in a... very special forest. 

 

This is their story. 



A girl and three teenagers get lost in a high jungle in the Andes. The area is uninhabited and they have to survive in a hostile and unknown environment. In the forest mist float myths and legends of beings called The Ancient Ones, and the girl manages to communicate with wild animals. 
The youngsters must face dangers due to jungle beasts, tropical storms and geological cataclysms, as well as to drug traffickers, Jaguar-Priests and other unknown entities and a sinister place called by the natives The Tangle, an area of the jungle so dense that the vegetation prevents sunlight from reaching the ground. 
To overcome these dangers, the teenagers use their energies and display powers that they did not know they possessed.
A magical novel full of mysteries that will keep you on your toes
until the end.

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