Next day, the class started as usual, 
Use of signs, expression and basic language were taught,
101 clearly understood the sign, and expression, but language was still hard to comprehend even for him.
Days passed, the daily routine was same,
First wake up, early in the morning, the class would then start, the children were then left alone in the room, so they could play with each other, none of them knew how to speak, they would simply play with the toys given to them, most of them were in groups,
In order to fit in, even 101 was inside a group, it was made up of 3 kids, Number 101, Number 18, Number 71,
All of them were similar in height,
Number 101 had deep-black eyes, and black hair, Number 18 and Number 71 both had white hair, Number 18 had blue gem like eyes, while Number 71 had black abyss like eyes,
Different types of puzzles were given to them, one of them was a wooden box with holes of different shapes, next was wooden blocks with different shapes, by keeping the correct wooden block in the correct hole, the puzzle could be solved,
Three of them tried to solve it, Number 18 was the first to solve it, followed by Number 71, Number 101 did not even try he was simply observing the other two, he noticed every child in here was unlike normal children, their cognitive and comprehensive abilities were unlike normal children, they learnt in an incredible rate,
Number 18, noticed Number 101 had not solved the puzzle yet, thinking he could not solve the puzzle, Number 18 took one of the triangular blocks and inserted it in a triangular hole, while showing it to Number 101, 
Number 101 looked at Number 18, she was smiling, they could not speak, but from her expression he could tell, she was trying to say, "This is how you solve it, you should try it too, it's fun", 
He smiled a little, then solved the puzzle,
Number 71 did not care about others, he simply looked at the puzzles, and solved as much as he could, in most classes he would be the one who would solve the most puzzles.
In the night most kids would simply sleep for around 10 hours, but Number 101 was different, he wanted to learn, but the situation was not favorable for him, if he could read then he would be able to read books, thus be able to obtain information,
But they had not started to teach about writing, he did not have any books or papers, he could only wait,  
He would also not sleep for 10 hours, he would mostly meditate, it was a habit from his previous life, next he would do light exercise, his body was still that of a 6-year-old, he did not push it too much, 
 
The Days Continued,
After a week, most kids started to speak, little by little,
Some could speak light words, some were still struggling,
Speaking with each other's, helped them improve their vocabulary, 
Small groups started to merge, those who could speak most fluently, were the ones who took the lead,
Most groups consisted of around 12-20 people
Except one, it was the group of only three people, consisting of Number 101, Number 18 and Number 71
Number 71 did not interact with others, he minded his own business, he was like the one weird, quiet and lone kid present in most classes
Number 101 was also similar, when other tried to interact with him, he could simply stare at them with his deep black eyes, the empty expression and the black eyes, would simply scare away most kids
Number 18 was mostly interactive, most kids knew her, she was invited by various groups, but she chooses to stay with the two of them
The reason Number 71 choose to stay in this group was mostly because of the quite atmosphere and an unfamiliar yet strange feeling of similarity, Number 101 choose to stay because he did not want to join any sort of big group neither did, he want to stand out, Number 18 choose to stay was because of the uniqueness she felt in them compared to others.
"101, hel.o..…. I….a.m…. num..be.r…..18" 
"I…...a…m...…. num... ber….71"
The kids started to introduce themselves, today they were taught about basic greeting and introduction
Their voice was sluggish,
Number 101 choose to stay quiet,
Days passed,
The moment had finally arrived, papers and pen were distributed, they started to teach about letters and how to write,
Different letters were shown, they taught how they were pronounced,
In the end some assignments were given,
He tried to learn as much as he could, he tried to soke in as much information as he could, like a sponge absorbing water,
The kids were taken to a library,
The library was filled with simple story books, and history books, the kids were not allowed to learn history right now,
Only story books were given,
Most kids could not read the contents of the books,
Yet, the books were given so they could slowly start to comprehend the contents while learning in the class,
It was night time,
101 was sitting in his bed, trying to read the book, however it was not easy, even if he had 200 years of memories, his mind right now was still that of a child, he could not instantly understand all of it,
He had to read letter by letter, just reading one line took more than 5 mins,
He shook his head, "This won't do", he said to himself
Using his previous knowledge, he thought for ways to learn language faster,
The best way he could think right now was translation,
He would read the contents in the foreign language, then write it down in his own language,
By using his original language as a comparison for another language, it would increase his comprehension but would also require more effort,
He was not afraid of the effort it required, but if someone else found the pages where he translated the book, it would arouse, suspicion, that was a problem,
His sights then went towards the candle, 
"Hehe"
He found the solution
That day he did not sleep much, he spent nearly half a night translating, yet he could only cover half a page, "No matter it's just the beginning"
Other kid even did not bother looking at the books, as they have just learnt to speak, reading and writing was something they just started to learn,
"Did you guys looked at the books", Number 18 spoke, her voice was now a bit clearer, 
I shook my head denying it,
"Only the first page", Number 71 replied
Number 71 was able to read the first page in the night, while Number 101 only translated half a page, this was simply because translation took much more time than just simply reading.
 
The Days Continued,
 
2 weeks passed, most kids now started reading the books,
Some had just started,
"How many pages did you study till now?", Number 18 asked,
"Around 70 pages", Number 71 replied
"Just started", Number 101 replied
However, Number 101 had finished translating around 1/3 of the book, Number 71 was talented, with ever word he read, his comprehension increased in a rapid rate, but Number 101 progress was even faster as his method was superior and he also had a habit of learning new languages,
In the first day he could only translate half a page, in the second he completed 2 pages, in the third day 5 pages, his progress just increased, and after 2 weeks, he had translated over 100 pages,
Not only that he had also gained various insights,
Insights about this world, 
The books given were simple story books,
But even though they were just short and simple stories various things could be deduced from it,
Like what time period it was? what kind of cultures were present in this world?
Those were simple things but it was a start,
 
Right now, simple tests were being taken,
It measured how much a child had learned till now,
In the test, Number 101 would solve only the problems that gave him average results
In the test, Number 71 and Number 18 both were first and second,
Thus, various problems began to rise,
Some kids struggled with the assignment, so they asked Number 71 for help, but he bluntly refused, some even asked Number 18 but she politely refused, both of them were busy studying on their own,
This caused others to feel inferior to them,
Even in such young age some sort of hierarchy was already established
The feeling of inferiority was slowing giving birth to hatred within them.
But being kids they did not act for now,
They kept asking Number 71 for help but he refused, and Number 71 got irritated and he shouted at them, "Mind your own business you brainless idiots"
Those words had now just decided what kind of life they would life from now on,

Regrets? There is not a single person in this world who can say there is nothing I regret, everyone faces mishaps, sorrows, and tragedies, when one lies on his death bed and looks back on his life, and finds nothing but regrets, what can he do then? Nothing, you can drown in sorrow, you can curse your life, but what will that result in? In the end while we lie on our death bed, all we can do is accept choices we made, and pray that in next life you have enough wisdom to live a life without much regrets. This is a story of a king who died with many regrets, but gets a second chance in life. This time will he be able to live a life any different from before?

Chapter 3. Essay competition (1)

"We are going to be have a essay competition in our school next week."

When Shiki sensei announced that, the students started murmuring among themselves.

"I haven't wrote a essay for years."

"I wonder if there would be some sort of prize."

"I hope it isn't mandatory to enter. I really suck at essays."

"Can't we have a video game competition or something?"

As the students were murmuring, Shiki sensei sighed and said.

"Listen to the whole announcement, first. The contest will be mandatory for all and there would be one winner for every class and the winner for every class will compete against each other for the prize money."

"I wonder how much is the prize money?"

"It's going to be a hassle if you want to win."

"Yeah, the winner would be probably from a literature club or a book club."

"Do those kind of clubs even exist?"

"Silent!!"

With Shiki sensei shout, the students again fell into a silence. Shiki sensei again sighed heavily and said.

"I am not finished yet. The competition will be held on Friday next week and there would be no classes that day. So, you could leave after submitting your essay."

With that the students all burst into excitement. They were all troubled by the pressure of exams and hearing that, they can leave early flushed them with excitement. 

There were many students who were already making plans like going to karaoke or a movie. The essay competition had given them a opportunity to relax for a bit.

As Ren was watching the class filled with excitement, Kei tapped him on the shoulder.

"Hey, Ren what do you think about that?"

"About what?"

"Of course, the essay competition. Do you also want to finish early and hang out like them?"

Kei said as he pointed towards the group of kids happily making plans. 

"I don't know. What about you?"

"I will probably write it till the end."

"Huh, you aren't the type to write till the end. Instead of writing, you will probably read a light novel or something."

Ren said as he stared at Kei confusingly. He knew that Kei wasn't the type to take things seriously. The only things he take seriously are light novels, mangas and anime.

"Well, I thought I will give writing a chance."

"You. Writing?"

"Yeah, it's seems fun. I thought I will take something seriously for once."

"You wanted to take something seriously and you choosed writing."

"Yeah."

Ren didn't knew what to think of it. Kei was taking interest in writing suddenly. He was confused by this but he didn't try to ask him the reason behind this. Ren knew that everyone has their own secrets.

"You are acting weirdly these days."

When Ren heard Kei's words, he was somewhat startled. The last thing he want was anyone finding about his identity.

"....You think so?"

Kei nodded his head at Ren's words and said.

"Yeah, you have been slightly weird these days. It's like you got somewhat mature suddenly."

"Maybe, it's just your imagination."

Kei shook his head at Ren's words and said.

"No, it isn't my imagination. You are suddenly taking interest in books. Previously, you only read some light novels but now, I see you reading those literature books everytime. You even had a smiling expression reading those."

"I have just taken a sudden interest in books."

"I think it's more than just a sudden interest. Are you thinking of going to a literary college or something."

"Literary college?"

Hearing the word literary college, Ren suddenly thought of the time when he used to study in the literary college.

It was also the time when his first book was released. He had suddenly gotten famous in the campus and everyone had started recognising him.

Professors had started giving him attention and they always looked at him with smiles. He had also gotten popular among the girls.

His popularity was so high that the campus queen had confessed to him and they had started dating. Of course, the relationship between them didn't last long and they broke up after a year but it was a time of his life that Ren can't forget.

It was the start of his fame and his destruction. How could he forget about that.

"Ren, Ren, are you even listening to me?"

"Ha, sorry, I was just thinking about something."

Ren quickly broke out of his stupor when he heard Kei's voice.

"Do you want to visit the bookstore later? I wanted to buy a book on essays."

"Ah, sure, I wanted to buy some books too."

Ren answered with a smile on his face. He don't know why but he was now looking forward to the essay competition.

* * *

In the staff room of teachers, Shiki sensei sighed as he soon as he sat down in his seat.

"Are you worried about something? Shiki sensei."

Shiki sensei turned his head towards the voice and noticed that the one who asked the question was Hinata sensei who was a chemistry teacher.

"It's nothing. I am just worried about that kids nowadays are more interested in video games than books."

"Hahaha, Isn't that obvious. Teenagers nowadays are more interested in games and movies than books."

Hinata sensei said with a laugh. She was a young female teacher who was still in her 20s. So, she could better understand the students mentality.

"Is it about the essay competition?"

Another teacher asked and Shiki sensei just nodded at that.

"Times are really degrading. When I announced in my class that there will be a essay competition, all the students were just happy about the fact that there would be no classes. No one seems to care about the competition."

This time it was Sato sensei who spoke. He was the oldest teacher in the school and was nearing his 50s. 

"It was the same in my class."

"Me too. They really don't care about the essay competition."

"They are just happy that they will be able to leave school early."

Hearing the conversation several teachers shared their grievances and sighed. They were upset that students were more interested in leaving school early than the essay competition.

"Nakai sensei must be feeling bad."

Hinata sensei said as she looked at Nakai sensei who was silently reading a book in the corner.

Hearing her words, all the teachers looked at Nakai sensei but he didn't say anything and just continued to read his book.

For him reading a book was more interesting than a conversation.

"Yeah, Nakai sensei, you even pushed for the essay competition. Aren't you feeling bad that students aren't interested in it?"

A teacher asked him but Nakai sensei still didn't answered. He was still focusing on his book.

All the teachers just sighed seeing his behaviour. They all know that Nakai sensei wasn't the talkative type.

He was the literature teacher and it's been five years since he had started teaching in this school and his behaviour and attitude hadn't changed at all.

Although his attitude had pissed some of the teachers but they do not do anything as he teaches well and do his work diligently. It was just that he was more interested in reading books.

After sometime, Nakai sensei finally put down his book and smiled while looking out of the window.

"I wish there can be someone who can surprise me in this competition."

He muttered under his breath and continued to smile while looking outside the window.

Fame, wealth, prestige, genius, destruction, despair, loss and failure.

Those are the eight words which describes Ren's life completely.

He was hailed as a genius but his arrogance led him to despair. From a genius, he became a failure.

He was just struggling with his life when fate gave him a second chance.

Now, what will he do after he found himself waking up in another world.

It has been a few months since I turned 4, and it is 1 month until Mina turns 4. Our parents are hoping that I awaken a quirk, to the point of looking visibly worried the more time that passes without me awakening it. I however, was not worried a bit. I assume that getting a custom quirk, and a powerful one at that, will take some time.
I have been able to do minor telekinesis, gravity manipulation, telepathy, and I noticed an increase in strength. My limits of the telekinesis is about the size and weight of an average book. The limit of what I've been able to manipulate gravity is my own body. With the telepathy, I can only hear the surface thoughts of the people in a 5 foot radius of himself. My strength is about the average 10 year old.

3rd person POV
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In a daycare, with lots of colors around the room, sat Azreal coloring on a paper in a book he brought from home. It seemed like he was doing what a regular kid would do, and was coloring inside a coloring book. Of course it wasn't the truth. In reality, Azreal was trying to write a song he was working on in his previous life, but never was able to finish it. Azreal trying to concentrate solely on his song writing didn't notice a voice behind him.
"...."
Not hearing the person, they start to get irritated. Tapping on Azreal's shoulder, to get his attention, They start speaking again.
"Hey, whatcha doin'?"
Azreal finally noticed them, due to the tapping on his shoulder. He turned around to see a little girl that looked to be around his age. She had dark black hair, forest green eyes, and pale white skin. She was wearing a green colored dress with a lighter green to accent it.
Hearing what she said, he had a brief flashback of his last life. The flashback was from an old cartoon he used to watch that had a girl who always said that. Thankfully, with the sage force, it only took a second making it seem like nothing happened on the outside.
"Sorry, I didn't hear what you said. Do you mind repeating what you said?" Azreal had to ask. He couldn't do a give me a moment, and has a short flashback to remember what was just said. Azreal hopes to be able to do it by the time he gets to U.A.
"I said, Whatcha Doin'?"She replied visibly annoyed.
"I'm just drawing in my coloring book."
"Give it to me!"
"Why?"
"Because I want to see it!"
"No, it's mine!" 'She is an extremely spoiled child.' Azreal decided.
Still wanting the book, she reached for it. Azreal kept it out of her reach, though.
"What's going on over here?" A stern voice sounded from beside them. Turning around they saw the assistant teacher standing over them.
"He's not sharing the book, and being a meanie."
"But I-" Azreal responded before getting interrupted by the teacher.
"No, Azreal, you need to learn to share the toys. Now apologize to Iana."
"..." Seeing how easy Iana got her way left him shocked.
"Azreal?" The teacher questioned.
Deciding that he won't win he relented. "I'm sorry Iana."
Hearing his defeat, Iana smiles and quickly reaches for the book. Due to Azreal being distracted by the teacher, she was able to take it.
Smiling to herself, she starts to run off, laughing. The teacher stares at Iana, discovering that she was played.
If she opens it, then it'll be very obvious, that Azreal is not a regular baby. The main problem with people thinking that he isn't normal is them believing that being smarter than others is his quirk. It will bring a lot of unnecessary trouble when he awakens his real quirk.
Reaching out wanting to get his book back, but she was just slightly out of reach. Taking a step forward, he reached for it again. This time, though, when he did, Iana dropped the book. Grabbing the book from the floor, before she can take it again, the book almost seemed to go instinctively towards him. It was closer to Azreal than it was to Iana, when he grabbed it.
'Hmm, if this is what I think it is, then I need to do some tests.'
Due to the ruckus Iana caused when trying to get the book, the other teacher noticed. "What happened over here, Ms. Zias?"
"Well..." The assistant teacher, named Ms. Zias, said.
"Ms. Zias, please tell me that you didn't judge the situation on your bias, again..."
"Well..."
"*Sigh* Just tell me what happened." The main teacher told Ms. Zias, while pinching the bridge of her nose.
"Ok. When I came over I saw Azreal here, keeping little Iana from a book. So, I intervened. I asked what happened, and Iana told me that Azreal was refusing to share a book we have, and that he was being mean to her. So, I started-" Ms. Zias was able to say before getting cut off.
"Wait, you listened to Iana only? What about Azreal?"
"I assumed he was in the wrong."
"You need to listen to others perspectives. Sometimes the boy isn't in the wrong."
"But-"
"No buts. I understand that 'He' was in the wrong, but you can't take it up with every boy, especially kids who don't even know the difference between genders, besides cooties. I'll finish up here for you, but could you keep an eye on the kids at the bathrooms?"
What they didn't know was that Azreal understood their whole conversation. 'Wow, I just thought she was one of those annoying teachers, that treats certain kids unfairly... There is no telling who a person is without getting to know them.'
Ms. Zias starts to walk to the kids who went to the bathroom, but was still able to hear the other teacher say, "I don't blame you Mia, remember that." Ms. Zias turned her head to see her teaching partner, to nod in understanding.
Azreal let out a small smile, thankfully unnoticed by the others, 'I forgive you, Ms. Zias. I won't hold a grudge on you.'
After the main teacher gave a warning to Iana to not try to steal other people's things. Azreal was able to continue to write in his book. Thankfully, there were some black pages, that he could write in clearly.
Mina came over a bit later. They were close enough in age, that they were able to be in the same class.
"Hey, Az!"
"Hey." He answered. Az is a nickname she gave Azreal when they were little because she couldn't say Azreal properly, and it just continued. Their parents think it is cute, and Azreal doesn't mind. It became her own little name for him. To be honest, he is just glad that she hasn't decided to use Azzy, that will be a big hit to the pride he has as a man.
"So," She started hearing a pause. "What are you doing?"
"I'm writing a bit of a small story."
"What is it about?"
"Well, I'm not really sure yet. I'm seeing where it takes me."
"Oh, ok. Let me know when you finish it."
"I will, Mina." What Azreal is writing is more along the lines of a song than a real story, but he is trying to write it as a song containing a story in it. If he told her he was writing a song, then she will go trying to brag about me doing it, but he would rather it be a secret.
"It is almost snack time, want to come with me to get some? I heard they are giving out brownies today!"
Letting out a chuckle, he replied, "Yeah, I heard that, too. Let's go." After hearing him, she took his arm and takes off to the snack section.

Azreal POV
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It has been about a month since that event, and there has been some discoveries. Mainly based on my quirk. It seems that when I reached for my book, I was summoning it. Well, I was in the process of summoning it. At first, I thought that I'll only be able to summon books of magic, but now, I believe I could summon any book. I'll still need to do more experimenting, but I plan on showing my parents and Mina when they come back from a celebrating day for her since it is her birthday. They let me with a babysitter to celebrate with her, I think they are hoping for her to show her quirk, while out. I mean, they hope she has more than just her mutant quirk. They did the same thing with me during my birth month, but they didn't do it for any of my others.
Right now, I am reading some of my dad's cooking books. I am hoping to find a great chocolate cake for Mina's birthday. She is obsessed with chocolate. I believe she is going to have a chocolate stash in her bag when we go to U.A. Back to the book, though. I have found a few, but there is only one that we have all the ingredients for. Thankfully, the cake that I believe Mina would like the best is the same one that we have the ingredients for.
Just then, I hear the door start to open. Coming out of the kitchen, I see Mina with a smile covering her face. She runs up to me, completely oblivious to the tired expressions of our parents that I was able to see. I can't really blame them, though. Mina is a handful, and them trying to see if she will awaken her quirk is pretty normal for parents after quirks started appearing. They just want to see the best for their children.
"Hey, Az!" She says to me when she gets right in front of me.
"Hey Mina, I was looking at some books, and I think I found a chocolate cake be can make for you."
"Really? How much chocolate does it have?"
"Well, let's just say even chocolate pudding is an ingredient..."
"YES! WERE MAKING IT!"
"Ok, ok. Let me show you the recipe first, though." After I said that, I reached towards the kitchen, and the cook book that had the recipe in it came rocketing into my hand. Opening it up to the page I bookmarked, I held it up for her to see, but she had wide eyes staring at the book in my hand before letting out a sequel, that can give anyone a headache.
"You awaken your quirk!" My mom and Mina said like I didn't even say anything about an awesome chocolate cake.
"Yep, I thought it would be a cool surprise for Mina's birthday." I said popping the 'p'. "Now, are we going to make a cake?"
"CAKE!" Mina yelled to the people across the continent.
It was safe to say, that the cake had to much chocolate for my taste, but not for Mina. I mean, adding extra chocolate to an already abundant chocolate recipe is a lot of chocolate.
The next day, we went to register my quirk. I was a bit nervous, but I have been able to increase the range of my sage force. With the increased range, I have been able to have very good information access. I am also able to implement suggestions into other people's minds. Unfortunately, it is only a slight suggestion, and people can resist it if they either have a strong mind or don't have any real desire to complete the task. I plan on using this on the doctors, who examine my quirk, so my quirk doesn't seem to strong nor to weak and lacking potential.
Arriving at the hospital for the registration, my parents look a little nervous, and keep telling me that no matter what the doctors say, I will be their little hero. I know due to hearing their surface thoughts, that they are nervous about my reaction to my quirk designation. They don't want to crush their child's dream of becoming a hero, like most parents.
Giving them a smile, we went inside.
The resignations was more of a headache than anything else. I had to use gravity manipulation of the Strength force, so that they don't find out that I weigh as much as a 12 year old. That would be embarrassing if they thought my quirk was to weigh more than normal, then I would forget about the ease of going to U.A. just based on embarrassment.
When they finish the medical side of the examination, we went to a room that looks like it was specially made for kids who could not control their quirks.
"So, do you mind showing what your quirk is?" One of the doctors that followed my family into the room. He looked like he was in charge due the other 2 following his lead.
"Ok, Azreal, show them." My father said.
I raise up my hand, and a book comes flying out of mom's bag that she brought. It was the same book that I was writing the song in. The doctors only show a little surprise, reading their minds, I find it to be because they have seen many kids display their quirks. There was even a very disturbing one, where a boy could grow any of his part of his body, and when he came in, a bobble headed disproportionate kid freaked them out.
"So, it seems like you have a form of summoning for your quirk."
"What objects have you been able to summon using the quirk?"
"What quirks do you two, the parents, have?"
They all started talking after seeing me summon the book. They were obviously happy to see a quirk that isn't rambunctious.
"Well..." My mom started, before whispering to the head examiner.
"Oh, I understand. You know that you'll have to tell him, hopefully before he becomes 8. Around that time, schools start to learn about quirks, and inheriting them." The head doctor told her quietly, but I was still able to hear. I was able to guess that she was telling him that I am adopted.
After telling the other two, the one to the right of the main examiner poorly whispered, "Do you know what his birth parents' quirks were?"
"No, we don't even know his real birthday. All we know is that his real name is Azreal Yongheng."
"Ok, Kubo, you go check on the name." After the head examiner said this, the one to his left left.
"So, what has he been able to summon so far?"
"He has been able to summon only books so far."
"Well, then I am going to classify his quirk as summoning with a limit to books. Hmm, the name could be something library..." the main examiner trailed off in thought.
"Oh, could my quirk be called something cool, like Magician's Library?" I quickly asked him.
"I don't know, we'll see."
Long story short, I was able to get my quirk called Magician's Library, but the examiners want to keep track of my quirk progress until I'm 10.
It has been a while since I checked my missions, though.
'Mission Board'
[Optional missions:
-Become a famous music producer
  Reward: unknown book knowledge
-Become a famous scientist
  Reward: unknown book knowledge
-Know true death
  Reward: unknown book knowledge
-Know true life
  Reward: unknown book knowledge
-Find the connection of the 2 worlds
   Reward: the secret behind All for One's quirk
Mandatory missions:
-Defeat All for One
  Reward: safe travel to MCU]
'Seems like nothing has changed. Wait, what does that mean?'

He was chosen by God to fix a problem, and ended up in My Hero Academia with 3 wishes.
He got adopted into a family getting a little sister named Mina, and decided to live his life to it's fullest, while not letting any harm come to the ones he calls family.

" In poor land where only rich people rules and only they were able to read learn and write one day some poor young boy shouted I will leave this land but some day I shall return bringing life and joy to you but no one  understood where does this confidence come from although few years later he came back but it is weird he came from the rich side someone said but no one cared because he was dragging a three huge bags one contains food the second contains books and the third also books but do books fly ? Someone asked and then he explained every thing to them and so he fulfilled his promise ".

So student what did we learn from that story the teacher said so four kids raise there hands and the teacher picked one and said genius boy I choose you so he said this stupid story has nothing to do with our world I remember you saying this story will explain our world now the only mention about our world are the flying books but you forgot that the flying books could talk too plus they decied our future whith some weird ranking once we turn fifteen and they are from the ancient tree that located in the center of the world that Leeroy found oh I believe you call him " poor kid " finaliy stop quoting from kids show that makes you look lame are you done she asked so he answered it is only the beginning so she shouted angrily go to the principal office now and tell him what you did so he went of class saying wow what h then he walked to the 
 so he said Mrs.Sullivan did then Mr.Dechead whispered saying oh god bear me strength after a moment of silence Mrs.Sullivan arrived to the office the so pricipal said go out Laplace while we discuse your punishment so he went out and she start  yelling this boy must be punished and some of this empty talk after a while the principle called Laplace so he come in Then principle Dechead asked him why did you do something like this every weak? So Laplace answered I remember you told me that lying was a bad thing last week I remember what I said so we decided to give you a extra class to make you learn about common human sense while Mrs.Sullivan trying to hold hear laugh Laplace asked what is that so the principle said it is what should you do and say in some social situation plus writing the story of our savior Leeroy one hundred time because of what you did to Mrs.Sullivan.

so he walked home with his big  brother connan after a littil chat he arrived eat dinner with his family after he finished his dinner he went upstairs to his room and start copying.

while he copying his brother walks into the room and said don't forgot to come to the match this Friday Laplace said okay but how come you remind me but not my mother and father? he sighs and walks off.

next day he walks to the school with his brother so connan notice that his bag is puffed and said give me fifty of this you must be tired of carrying this bag with hundred copy of the story so he hand fifty over to his brother and said I should depend on rely on others sometimes especially if they were smart and smart like you big brother connan smiles slightly.

Just as a child fear follows you. Fear of water, snakes, spiders, fear of never knowing truth. Everyone has fear. Some are good at hiding it some just stay home cause the outside is scary. I live with fear everyday but. I fear for my kids, my husband, myself. if you have no fear, are you really human? Maybe I'm just thinking crazy. Truth I have fear right now. lots of people are thinking this is just  like webtoons or something.... Nope truth is this is a real story about my life. maybe if I get it out there for people to get to know me I can start writing real books that you get from a book store or something. So if given the chance I would like to tell you all my story. My name is Kayla Williams Age 25 dob 9.29.1993 I have 4 kids 3 girls 1 boy been with the same man for five years.

I thought the housing construction stopped because there was no noise yesterday but it turned out it was only a break. Now, there is more noise. Ugh! 😵😖 Until when will this end? I don't want to go down to the living room anymore. I've wasted hours every day watching movies and reading books to fill my idle time.

Please, I want to write as many words I can write today. No more delay.

Hence, I played a piece of instrumental music to counter the noise outside. And turned the volume to 100%. I'm tired of this situation I'm in. I've been sleeping late daily to write and edit. 

However, the music becomes a nuisance to my ears and brain. This is not relaxing anymore. I need to lower the volume.

About my story, I've written more than usual after starting my writing this six in the morning. I only drank coffee and haven't eaten anything. My clock says 9:20 in the morning. Bad eating habit. What can I do? The person assigned to cook today woke up late.

I'll be writing two stories at the same time. The Sorcerer's life and the present life of the lady MC. I need to do this, so I can fill in the Sorcerer's story within the lady MC's story to look like time jumps. Hoping I'm getting this right. So many works to do with little time. 

Actually, I wanted the Sorcerer's story a lot. He is not a bad person. He has his own past, reasons, and adventures. But having a man as the MC is really new to me. However, in case the story will turn out fine along the way, I might publish the Sorcerer's life as the first volume. Just like what my mentor told me to be the best way if I can't produce the dual time jumps.

With or without time jumps, I need to write the story anyway.

I also have some family problems at the moment, but I can't do anything about it. My children have to learn to settle their problems on their own. There'll be more waiting for them in the future and I can't guarantee if my husband and I would still be able to help them.

Being a mother is not easy. And combine it with my desire to write books. I'm making my life more complicated but I can't let go of this desire after building my writing skills. This has been my dream since young, aside from wanting to become a doctor that didn't happen. All I need to do is balance my time for family and writing.

I'm also encouraging my children to write. My eldest is doing it now. My children's school is also requiring them to write a book. I'm happy about that. But they only start and not finish. 😕😁 In the end, I need to help them to complete the book. Ah, part of being a mother. I love my kids so much. (Hugs and kisses, my babies.)

I'm also thankful to my husband. He is always very supportive in every endeavor I make. Yet, his cooking is something... I don't want to describe it here because I love him dearly. Yesterday, he tried to help by cooking dinner, but he forgot to peel the vegetable. I don't want to add more. Love you, my dearest husband. Thank you for cooking.

Well, I need to continue with my story and end this entry. 

Do everything for the Lord and not for men. Give your best in everything you do.

Have a good and fruitful day.

I  invite you to read the short diary of my daily struggle as a writer. No clear update but I will try to write every day. Don't expect very long chapters.

Started as an entry for fun and submitted for writing prompt #63: One chapter post but still ongoing.

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The Sorceress' Heir: Blossoming Youth and Power

Yoon Shik looked around the room which was situated in the alley across the market. The exquisite floor with a huge table on the floor and a cushioned mattress for the table. There was a shelf in which many books were placed. The table has 4-5 books over it and some brushes beside that. There was a bed too to take the rest. Do Yeong looked at him and said, "let's go in first and then you can check the entire room." Yoon Shik nodded and they went inside the room. 

Do Yeong told Yoon to sit so Yoon took the seat slightly far from the study table. Yeong smiled seeing this. "Yoon Shik, come sit on the mattress," murmured Yeong. Yoon looked at him and asked, "then where will you sit?" 

"The mattress is quite large. Come come," told Yeong again and sat on the mattress. Yoon nodded and walked there to sit. Yoon smiled and touched at the mattress. "It's really comfortable to study like this," mumbled Do Yeong and picked up a brush from the table. Yoon told him that he will prepare some ink. Yeong nodded and Yoon Shik prepared the black ink. 

Yeong opened a notebook and then put the brush over the ink while Yoon was observing him. Yeong then started writing the Chinese words on the paper. Yoon was impressed seeing this because Yeong was writing very smoothly. "Your writing is incredible," murmured Yoon.

"My mother taught me this. Her writing was also beautiful," muttered Yeong. Yoon looked at him. "Look at the way I'm writing. You'll find it difficult but with time and practice you'll learn this," mumbled Yeong. Yoon was observing so he took a blank paper and then picked up the brush. He started copying Yeong and the both kids studied till the early evening. 

"Ahhh, that is difficult to learn," murmured Yoon and looked at his writing and then looked at Yeong's. "I have to practice a lot...a lot," mumbled Yoon and put the paper on the table. Yeong chuckled to hear this. "It's not evening. Why don't you practice more?," advised Yeong. 

"I want to but I want to go out with my family to the festival," murmured Yoon and picked up his cloth bag. 

"Festival?," murmured Yeong. 

"Hmm, in the market. This is My first time attending such a festival. My sister will be angry if I will be late," muttered Yoon and got up from the mattress. "Thank you so much for teaching me," said Yoon. Yeong smiled and said, "you don't need to thank me," said Yeong and also stood up.

"So we will meet tomorrow at the same time?," asked Yeong. "Ahh, I don't think that's possible. I got free in the evening," murmured Yoon. "No issue, we can study for an hour in the evening then," said Yeong. 

"Won't you be late for your house?," asked Yoon curiously. "No, I usually return late," answered Yeong. Yoon nodded and again thanked him. He walked towards the door and was going to open the door when he turned to look at Yeong who was smiling. "Do you want to come to the festival?," asked Yoon with a smile.

"Hh...me?," mumbled Yeong.

"There's no one except you in this room so it's obvious I'm asking you," said Yoon. Yeong smiled and said a yes. "Let's go then," muttered Yoon. Yeong ran to the door and came out of the room. "Young master you're leaving?," asked his attendant, Kang Wok. 

"Yes, I'm going to the festival with Yoon Shik. I'll see you later outside the market," stated Yeong. Kang Wok nodded and walked away from there. Both Yoon and Yeong left that place. After walking for 30 minutes they reached the village entrance. 

Yoon turned to Yeong and told him to stay there as he will come with his family. "I can come along. It has nothing to do with my class. I mean don't think that I'm thinking of this village as small," murmured Yeong. They were talking when Hani and his father, Shiwo came there. Seeing Yoon Hani ran to Yoon and held his hand. Yoon turned to look and told Hani about his friend Yeong. But she hid behind his brother. 

"Ahh I think she is afraid of you. Hani this is my friend, Do Yeong," muttered Yoon Shik. But Hani didn't come to the front. Jang Shiwo came there and greeted Do Yeong. Yeong too greeted him and from there they left for the market where the festival was going to take place. 

Jang Shiwo put Hani over his shoulder and took her from there. Yoon Shik smiled. He told Yeong to come quickly. The entire market was decorated with beautiful lanterns. Plays were being played, some were showing magic tricks; puppet shows, some were selling the food at lesser price. 

Shiwo put Hani on the ground and asked Yoon and Hani what they wanted to buy. Hani bought a new pair of clothes for her but Yoon didn't buy anything despite Shiwo kept on insisting to buy something for Yoon. "Yoon, why aren't you buying?," asked Yeong. 

"Ahh, I've many pairs of clothes," lied Yoon and stepped ahead. Yeong too followed him. "Oppa, do you want this?," asked Hani looking at a doll. Yoon Shik smiled. "No, I don't play with toys," murmured Yoon. Shiwo then carried Hani in her arms and told Yoon that they're going home. "Abeoji, I'm coming in a while," mumbled Yoon. Shiwo nodded and left from there. 

"Let's go, let's watch that magic show again," mumbled Yoon to Yeong. After watching that show  Yoon bought a set of brushes for Do Yeong. Yeong thanked him for the gift. They also ate the street food there and after enjoying it for an hour they left from there. Yeong's personal assistant was waiting for him outside the market and seeing him he told him that they've to hurry. Yeong told Yoon that they will meet at the same place tomorrow. Yoon again thanked him and then left for his house. 

~~~~~~~~~

Days passed like this. The friendship of Yoon and Yeong became strong. Yeong also taught Yoon Shik many other subjects that will be useful for him in the exam. Apart from that they sometimes used to practice sword fighting in Yeong's house which was slightly far from his father's house so no one knew about them. Yoon Shik also taught her sister at home.

Months passed like this and Yoon Shik memorized all words of Chinese language. He also became skillful in poetry, art and literature. On one day Yoon Shik's work got over earlier so he left for Yeong's private house which was located in the market alley. As he entered there a guard stopped him.

"You can't go in. This place is closed for sometime," said the guard. Yoon Shik got confused so asked for the reason. "He has been put into studies for a few years so he won't return to this place unless his studies will be completed. He has left something for you and told me to give you those things," explained the guard. 

Yoon nodded and asked for the things. The guard went to the other room and took out a cloth bag from there. "These books are for you," murmured the guard. Yoon Shik thanked him, taking the things away he left for his home. 

In his room he opened the bag and found so many books. There was a paper too inside one of the books. Yoon Shik opened the paper and found Yeong's message for him there. 

"Dear Yoon

I know you will be surprised hearing the news that I won't be here for a few years. I got to know about this last night. I'm sorry not able to meet you before leaving. I don't know when I'll be back maybe after 4-5 years or more. I've put these books for you in the bag. You can ask for more from Jangmi, he will surely help you.

Oh one more thing, I want to see you in Sungkyunkwan. The exam opens every 3 years. So you've 9 years to prepare for that. You're really a good friend Yoon Shik. I'm happy that I got to know you. 

Your friend
Do Yeong"

Yoon closed the letter and put that inside the book. "Indeed, Yeong is a good friend of mine. I'll meet you Yeong in that academy." Mumbling this Yoon put the books on his study table. He walked out of the room to eat the dinner.

On Hiatus for some weeks


"Why should I bow before that man?", asked a kid.

"He's a top aristocrat of this kingdom. Kid, we're low classmen. We are born in a lower class that's why we have to bow before him," stated the man.

"Can I be like him? I also want to be respected by people," said the kid with an affirmed voice.

"Hahaha. You're good in joking, kid. A lowclass can't become a Scholar like them," mumbled the man and walked away. 


Determined to become a Scholar like the man described, the kid decided to be like the one he saw on the very first day in the kingdom city. 

Lost his mother & father; pushed away his lover, the protagonist Kim Yoon Shik negotiated all the difficulties in his path and finally achieved the dream that he has seen in his childhood.


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Aella teleported the next load of material, then teleported to the library.  Felix was in the middle of a giant stack of books, calling out titles and authors to Bridgette.
"Bridgette!" called Aella, "I have a some-what serious question for you!"
"One minute, Aella," she called back moving a stack of books taller than her to one side.
Aella watched as she seemed to be counting in her head, then rushed over to her.
"What's up?" Bridgette asked, slightly out of breath and looking at her expectantly with wide eyes.
"Tell me about what happens when a power crystal is broken," Aella said, glancing around for the stuffed animal.
"Well, I wasn't expecting that topic at all… Whatever magic is contained within the crystal, when the crystal is broken, that Mana is released.  Depending on the circumstances, you can either have anyone nearby die from mana poisoning, or an explosion the likes of which no one has ever seen.  Why do you ask?"
"What's mana poisoning?" asked Aella.  She was starting to figure out what had happened.
"Mana poisoning is really rare, actually," said Bridgette, "It's where so much magic is shoved into someone, they basically melt from the inside out."
"What if that person constantly healed?" asked Aella, trying to hide her shock and surprise.
"Well, if they could heal fast enough, I guess they would survive.  I honestly don't know what would happen to the person.  It's never happened, that I know about."
Aella scratched the back of her neck, wondering why she had bothered to come see Bridgette.  If she couldn't get any answers from her, there probably wasn't anyone to get them from, other than maybe Bob…
"Alright.  Thanks anyways," she said, preparing to teleport away, when there was a sudden crash behind them.
The stacks of books around Felix had gone flying as he start shaking violently.
"He's having a prophesy!" she cried, jumping over the fallen books and kneeling next to him.
Aella flew over him, to avoid stepping on any of the books and looked down just as his eyes popped open.  She knew he wasn't but it seemed like he was staring right at her.
"The earth will shake, the lost daughter will return to the crown, the blood red moon will fall, the children will be born healthy."
His shaking stopped, and his eyes shut.  Bridgette gently began moving the books away from him, clenching her jaw at the ones that were torn and damaged.  Aella watched him fall into a deep sleep, wondering what that was supposed to mean.  She could imagine the earth shaking to be the earth monster the church had contained, but she didn't think that was it.  The lost daughter might be her, but she already had the crown?  The time of the full moon was passed, and the children conceived from it would be born before the next one.  Did that mean the children this time would not be born healthy, but the next ones would be?  Her head was starting to hurt from thinking so hard.
"Aella, don't try to figure his words out too hard.  They could be nothing but gibberish, and even if they do have meanings, there's nothing we can do about them," said Bridgette stacking the damaged books up and taking them over to the desk.
"If the earth shaking is the monster the church has, then there's plenty I can do," said Aella.
"Aella, what are you busy with right now?" asked Bridgette, leaning against the desk and crossing her arms.
"I've got workers over at the new spot I want built into the new city for our kingdom.  Most of the material is already moved, that they had ready," said Aella.
"And you have time for anything else?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.  "When was the last time you slept?"
"Honestly, since the crystal broke, I haven't really been that tired," she said.
Bridgette paused with her arms held out before her, then jumped forward in excitement.  "This is great!  I can write my own book!"
She ran over the books scattered, somehow not stepping on any of them, jumping over Felix and grabbing an empty book and some quills, before running back, repeating her steps almost perfectly in reverse.
"Alright!  Have you grown any?  Gained any weight?" she asked, looking Aella up and down.
"Bridgette!" exclaimed Aella stepping back away from her.
"Oh, sorry.  Personal question, my bad.  Any uncontrollable powers or power increases?  Oh," she paused, turning to Aella.  "That's why you came here, isn't it?"
"Yep."
"What powers have you noticed?"
"Well, when the lightning from the harpies hit me, all of my magical items disappeared, and went into me," Aella said.
"What do you mean, went into you?"
"They're in me.  I can still hear them talking in my head, and I can still use their abilities, so they're still there, but they're not here anymore," said Aella waving her hands to show she had no rings on.
"Did the harpy thing happen before the power crystal broke?"
"Yeah."
Bridgette was scribbling furiously in the book, pausing to scratch her head with the end of the quill every so often, before going back and writing more.
"Besides the not sleeping, what else has changed?"
"I can teleport up to 4 people now, as well as huge quantities of things.  I can fly with ease and while I haven't tried it, I know I can control the air around me. When I went to heal the kids, I was able to suck the life out of that demoness bitch, and gave it to the kids.  It even healed back their missing wings," she said.
"She had cut off their wings?!" cried Bridgette, distracted from her writing for a moment, shaking her head in disbelief.
"I'm not sure what else has changed," Aella said, patting herself as she tried to remember what other magical items she had.
"Tell me what items you had," said Bridgette with her quill ready.
"I had the royal crown, which disappears and reappears at will, there was the shadow blade, an air elemental ring, a ring of healing, bracers that gave me some magical armor, the cloak that teleports, and the earrings whispering wisdom from past generals.  Oh! There was a pouch that could hold coins, too," she said, reaching for her waist, but of course it wasn't there.
"And you still hear them talking? Which ones talk to you?"
"The earrings, of course, but also the cloak and the rings.  The shadow blade can if it wanted to, but I don't think it cares to," she said, forming the blade as a dagger for a moment, then letting it fade back into her.
"Amazing," whispered Bridgette, turning back and writing furiously.
"I don't know what abilities I had before the lightning and the crystal breaking, to know what has changed really," Aella said, "But I do know that I need to get back to work.  If you think of anything, I'll try to swing by later tonight."
"Alright!"
Teleporting back to the front hall, she saw that more workers had arrived with more materials, and got back to work, moving things.  She needed to meet with the Master Builders soon, to see what they needed, and she needed to check on the progress of the lodge houses they were making.
"Your Majesty!" exclaimed Rafferty, one of the Master Builders, sweat and dirt on his face, "We have a list of things we need brought over.  My assistant is the only one we would like for you to take back, his name is Benard."
"How are the lodge houses coming along?" she asked, looking over at the framed structures.
"I think they'll be sufficient for us to sleep in tonight, but more wood and nails would be appreciated.  Benard has a list of things that should be relatively easy to get together.  There's a few things on the list I'm not sure he will be able to get without your word, and we could use a blacksmith to straighten some of the nails we bend, and to sharpen the tools when they get dull."
"Alright," she said, turning to look at the nervous pink demon beside him.  He had thin arms that trembled as he held a stack of papers.
"Why are you so scared?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Word has it, you hate pink demons," he whispered fearfully.
Aella opened her mouth to answer, then shut it thoughtfully.  "I guess I do have a penchant for killing every demon that's come up to me that was pink.  Except the tutor, what was his name…Vazzug?  He was pink, and I didn't kill him.  Though I guess I did send him away.  Pink is such a weak color.  It really doesn't have anything against you, I just don't like the color," she said with a shrug.
He nodded, swallowing convulsively, then held out a hand for her to teleport him.  With an evil grin, she thought about teleporting above the palace, and letting him fall a bit, then sighed and teleported to the front hall.  He might have lost some of his papers and she didn't have time to go chasing after them.  As he hurried away, she went back to moving materials over.  
"Your Majesty?" called Edgar when she teleported back for the next load.  "I have your lunch.  I hope you don't mind ham?"
Seeing it, she couldn't help but laugh.  It was a healthy pink next to the brown of the fresh bread.

The demons had been told they were evil for so long, that they believed it.  Aella vowed to change that.  She just needed a hero to help her make them realize it.  But first, she had to become their king...

Follow her as she fights to become the king of the demons, and then goes up against the evils of the human church.




 Heaven's Hammer !



Hi out there in the wide wide world! This is the author and this is the first novel I have ever published. This book is for adults that's why they are rated M for Mature but what I'm writing is closer to restricted, so if you let your kids read this Book they are going to grow up real fast, YOU ARE WARNED! Expect the breaking of all ten commandments and everyone of the 7 deadly sins. I am at home because of Covid 19 and board out of my mind so this is what happens when I have idle hands LOL LOL! As for sum of the comments on the first few chapters of this novel to be frank if you don't like it don't read it! What I find funny is that some of you think that GOT is this supposed masterpiece of writing when really it is mostly a book for sadists. If you don't know that than read all the books from Mr Martin cause under age **** and murder seam to be his M.O. IF YOU WANT TO TROLL GET A LIFE! Or better yet make your own novel so we can read your take on Fan Fiction LOL! Cheers! 

It was all a lie! He found out after he was dead! He was raised as a hog for slaughter in the name of "The Greater Good".  Betrayed by everyone he loved and sent to his death in the name of duty. Now given a new chance by Death to save a world! I am Harrison James Potter, The Chosen One, The-Boy-Who-Lived, Master of Death and Heaven's Hammer of God. Their will be no second chances or mercy this time!!!

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