This is only a japanese emoticon collection book so don't bother to read as there's no story at all

Fantasia is in great need of a school to built a bridge between the world of fantasy and the reality on today. What will the Children of Light do?
Discover the adventure of Loouna and Soley in the world of fantasy and the Upper World where Amaterasu, the Goddess of the Sun lives!
A fantasy book which combines little stories and legends of the Japanese culture with the story of a group of children finding their place in more than just one world. Their adventures happen mostly in Fantasia, a world of magic where they learn how to combine their abilities and learn to protect themselves and the worlds they love creating a place for the Children of Light. Having as as inspiration J.K.Rowling's "Harry Potter" series, Cressida Cowell's "How to train your dragon" and a few other stories from the Japanese words along with some interesting books on Japanese culture such as "Japanese Tales and Legends" retold by Helen and William McAlpine or Octavian Simu's "Japanese Mythological Thesaurus" this book is meant to built a bridge between two different cultures by bringing to the surface the similarities but also showing the particularities and personal charms of each.
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Fantasia is in great need of a school to built a bridge between the world of fantasy and the reality on today. What will the Children of Light do? 
Discover the adventure of Loouna and Soley in the world of fantasy and the Upper World where Amaterasu, the Goddess of the Sun lives!

We were all walking towards the house of Mr. Yamashita. It was obvious in his name that he's Japanese. 

How did he see this book before? What was his role in this world? Was he a protagonist or an antagonist? What did he do for this world? Did he succeed? What more does he know about this world?

I have a lot of questions about his life in this world. I know that he is the only one who can answer all of the questions I have in my mind. I know that I will be satisfied once he starts answering all of my questions.

The three of us aren't talking while we were following Mr. Yamashita. We also knew that he had powers when he explained a while ago that he made illusions so that knights could see other kinds of creatures to scare them away so they couldn't find his location. He said that he did it because he wanted people out of his business. 

But what makes us special that he allowed us to meet him?

He told us that only the three of us passed through his magic because Dionne had greater magic skills than he does. Even the weird machine we just fought a while ago was far more superior than the common machine that we encountered earlier in the morning. Mr. Yamashita also explained that those machines came in the forest once in a while to come look for the songstress if ever she changed her mind to go back to the tower.

Which is happening right now and maybe the machines are alerting its master. 

"Mr. Yamashita," I called out to him because I couldn't help but speak. I grew a little impatient in talking with him.

"Nani," he asked in his own language and I knew what he meant because I also learned Nihongo during my free time when I was in high school.

"How did you learn the English language?" 

Japanese people find the English language difficult. Those people who can speak the language commonly have high occupational jobs, or maybe they learned ESL or IELTS, or may have immigrated to other parts of the world that speak the language.

"I was an English teacher before in Japan and I also taught in universities in other countries so I had an edge compared to other Japanese teachers," he said and I nodded as acknowledgement. 

We reached his house and he got a key from his pocket and unlocked the door before we all went inside. Despite being alone in a forest, his home had a welcoming vibe to it. 

The moment we went inside, he lit up the lantern to brighten up the living room and motioned for us to sit on his couch near the fire place. We looked at his place and noticed that it was a very simple, yet a homey kind of house. In front of us, there was already hot chocolate and we thanked him before we started drinking it. He really knew that we'd come here.

He was really expecting us. 

Mr. Yamashita grabbed a chair from his dining room and sat in front of us. "So you were chosen by the book; chosen by the goddess," he started then sipped from his hot drink. Now he got my full attention.

"Sir, how did you—" he did not let me finish because he suddenly spoke.

"How I saw the book? The book can teleport anywhere. It can travel around the world on its own. I came from Japan, and you came from the USA, maybe," he started off then continued. "And I also know that you want to learn more about this book and how I spent my life here," he finally said and Dionne, Klein and I looked at each other before we returned our look to Mr. Yamashita.

I now know that he is the person that we needed in answering the questions we've been meaning to ask. 

"I know all of you and what is happening in this world. You're the warrior, Klein, you're the songstress, Dionne, and you're the synergist, Cevin." He told each of our names and roles as he pointed us with his finger one by one. 

How did he ever know who we were? What does he mean?

And I'm called a "synergist"?

“Only those with great intentions can see this book and those chosen by the book will make its desired story… 
but you will never return.”

~

Credit to Patricia Coleen Balmocena for doing the book cover.

It's been two weeks since Frey started training under Shin on how not to die. So far, he had taught Frey little about anything aside Japanese Sword Art. 

Everyday, Shin would wake him up before the sun even rose. After a quick breakfast of Corberries--black, apple-sized fruits that tasted like bitter seaweed, Shin would make him spend his morning doing five-hundred basic swings with a real Japanese sword, which was something Shin requested from an old smith friend.

Frey thought that five-hundred repetitive swings a day was a walk in the park, but that turned out to be nothing but a foolish assumption. The katana wasn't exactly light, despite having a thin blade and an overall sleek design, and five-hundred was a really big number. The first three days were hell for his biceps, but after two weeks of basic swings, he'd gotten comfortable with the weight of the sword, and could already swing it fast enough to actually hit something. Still not fast enough to land a hit on Shin, though.

After the practice swings in the morning came deflecting techniques. Shin happened to tell him during one of their training sessions that Shin's family owned a dojo on Earth which pretty much explained Shin's skill in both the sword and the art of using it. 

Frey learned a lot from him, like the fact that practitioners of the Japanese sword don't use shield. They fend off attacks with their sword, but not quite in the same way the shield does. Instead of pushing against the enemy's attack with equal strength, a practitioner must learn to deflect blows by letting them slide across the blade and shift the weight of the blow away from the practitioner using minimal force. Clashing swords with the enemy by using brute strength will chip the blade of the katana, and that was one lesson Frey hoped to never learn the hard way. Shin loved his swords, after all, took pains to clean it every night with cloth. Who knew what he would do to Frey if he so much as dented one. 

In the afternoon came the attacking techniques. Again the training was done solely by using a katana. For some reason, Frey got the feeling Shin didn't want him to rely on his arm-blade, and although he asked Shin why, the man dodged the question. It may simply be that Shin only knew how to use katana. Whatever the case was, Frey never bothered to ask him again. It didn't matter much, after all, he can just swing his arm-blade anytime, no training needed.

The attack techniques of the Japanese sword relied on swift attacks and the sheer sharpness of the blade, to deliver deadly blows with just the right amount of power. The katana's curved blade was ergonomically-designed to reduce the air resistance met by the blade during a swing, or so Shin said, allowing for faster attacks for less effort.

Shin taught him moves and styles that had long, weird Japanese names that translate to animals like cranes and snakes and dragons, and plants like grass and cherry blossoms. Frey aced the moves, for the most part, but the names were impossible to retain.

After the sun had set and Frey had learned the particular technique Shin taught him for the day, Shin would pack up the physical training and they would set a little campfire just outside the cottage and eat dinner. Dinner would always be an animal Shin hunted from the nearby forest, or fish he'd caught from the nearby pond, skewered with a stick and roasted above the campfire.

Today Shin caught fish that had the mouth of a squid. While they both waited for their food to cook as they held it over the fire, Frey saw this as a perfect chance to ask what had been bothering him for the past few days.

He made sure Shin heard him clear his throat. "Hey Shin."

"What?" Shin answered. Both of them sat on two logs facing the fire. 

"I know you're teaching me how to fight, but I just have to ask. Why the katana?

"I mean, before we started with training, I thought you'd teach me a little bit of everything, like hand-to-hand combat, how to use my Player Weapon, kinds of monsters I should avoid, basically stuff about this world and the game I'm better off knowing."

Silence hung between them, only disturbed by the crackle of wood burning under the heat of fire. Finally, Shin burst into laughter as if Frey had cracked a joke.

"So that's how you feel, eh?" Shin wiped the corner of his eyes with his finger.

"Yeah and I didn't remember joking." Frey narrowed his green eyes at the man, like he was looking at an idiot.

"Sorry, sorry. Tell me, how do you think I've survived the game this long?" Shin's sapphire gaze pressed him for answer.

"You're pretty strong. You've been training all your life in your family's dojo, right?"

"Wrong, but that's a part." he turned his fish by the stick for the other side to get cooked. "In my opinion, I only managed to stay alive this long because I had discipline. And, to tell you the truth, I'm not teaching you the sword as much as I'm teaching you discipline."

"Huh?"

"There's a reason for everything I'm teaching you. Those swings you do every morning? You may see it as just physical training, but more than that, you learn patience. Learning how to deflect an attack is not just learning how to not get hurt: It's learning that raw strength is no match for true skill, that raw strength alone gets you nowhere.

"Last, the strokes of the blade teach you that there must be reason within your every attack. Each technique exists for different purposes. You can't just flail your sword around mindlessly, hoping you'd eventually hit your enemy. No. Whether it's to incapacitate, hurt, or kill, your attack must have a purpose, just like every living thing has the reason for existing.
"Those three lessons are anchored to discipline. If you're not disciplined enough to keep on training, forget winning the game."

Frey fell silent at Shin's profound reasoning. Clearly, he hadn't thought of his training as something so philosophical, so... meaningful. He only thought of it as learning how to swing a sword but in many fancy ways.

He pondered about Shin's words the whole time he was eating, thinking how he'd taken his training for granted. He was too deep in thought, that he didn't notice Shin going back inside the cottage. Frey only noticed he was ever gone when Shin returned to the campfire, a familiar object in hand. Shin sat beside him and held Frey's booklet.

"This," Shin said. "Do you know what this is?"

"My book?" Frey tilted his head.

"No. This is you, as a Player." Shin's eyes betrayed no softness. Cold as a glacier, the blue of his irises were. "You asked me to teach you the game, didn't you? Well, you got it."

Frey nodded. It was high time he learned how to play.

"Again. This thing, stop thinking it's your book. It's you. It's Frey Alcott in this world. This book will contain anything and everything about you, as a Player. All your weaknesses and strengths. Information about your weapon, your magic, your name, your Player number, along with a list of Players who have been eliminated. This is a tool to track your progress and the progress of the game, but most importantly, to see yourself. And believe me, it's useful, but only for as long as you have it. 

Lose it, and you're dead. At best, you've lost your only way to know changes within you. You also lose track of how many of your enemies are still kicking. Worse, a Broker gets ahold of it, assholes who'd sell your book to other Players. By the way, Brokers are also tools you can use to your advantage. After all, there are no rules to this game, you can play it however dirty you want."

"Right." Frey rolled his eyes.

"Your worst case scenario is if another Player gets your book. You're in deep shit, no question."

Kinda figured that out, Frey thought.

"However, there's a certain way to avoid that."

"Which is?"

Shin hung the booklet over the fire. "Burning it."

Frey understood quickly what Shin was suggesting.

"Now the choice is yours kid. Keep it and run the risk of it getting stolen or burn it now and be done with it."

"No." Frey shook his head.

"Why not?"

"I'm not stupid enough to get robbed."

"Correct answer." Shin put it away from the flames and handed it to Frey.

"No really, that was a trick question, wasn't it?" Frey took the booklet from Shin.

There was actually no upside to burning the book, unless he was careless enough to accidentally lose it. Otherwise, he'd have to be dead before someone else got ahold of his booklet, which will render the booklet useless. Besides, when two Players meet, chances are they will try to kill each other, not get their enemy's book. The game was to kill, after all, not build a collection. Shin was testing his confidence and how serious he was about playing this game. Well, if Shin only knew how far he'll go just to win.

Shin slammed his back and grinned. "I like you, kid. If and when you find my daughter back on Earth, you'll have my full permission to marry her."

"I have a girlfriend. Her name's Elise." Somehow, the warmth of the campfire stopped reaching Frey. Everything suddenly got cold, the freezing night wind seeming more real than before.

"Oh no... Now you have zero motivation to find my daughter. That's so sad."

"I will still find her, your daughter." Frey looked straight into Shin's cold blue eyes. "That's our deal, after all."

In an unfamiliar world full of monsters, demons, deities and secrets buried for the better, a game is being played. 160 "Players", each one a soul of someone who died on Earth, will kill each other for a second chance at life. 

They all deserve to win. They all deserve to live again. But only one will win and Frey Alcott, the 47th Player, does not plan on staying dead for long.

Available on RoyalRoad, Honeyfeed and Rebirth Online.

The next day Aditi remember the system saying that if she helps people realize what there wish is and motivate them to fulfill them then she will get a reward so she asked system how it will be measured that she is successful, the system tells her that if 10 people realize their wish and take steps to achieve or fulfill them then no matter if they got successful in this or not she will get the reward, After listening to this she remembers something, in her previous life Neha bought the book name 'Chicken soup for the soul' and she also read it she doesn't remember correctly but a boy who is 15-year-old name as John write his bucket list at that time she doesn't remember correctly so she search and find out that the real contain is like this John Goddard sat down at his kitchen table in Los Angeles and wrote three words at the top of a yellow pad, "My Life List." Under that heading, he wrote down 127 goals in which 108 is completed at the age of 75, and also the things he wrote down are not easy.
In her past life, she thinks that living with her husband is best, his and chinu's wish is all her wish, but it is not true, that time she doesn't understand what is bucket list, Kiyara told her that this is the list of the things which a person want to do before he kicks the bucket, i.e before die, so it is called a bucket list. That time Aditi doesn't understand why someone wanted to do lots of things and some of the things in the list of John are too terrifying, but now she can understand, not every person get a chance like her to get life again, every person wanted to live his/her life fully, there are lots of things they wanted to do with living an ordinary life, also while searching she found out the film "Last holiday" she decided to watch this film.
After watching this film, she feels good and decided that she will also write her bucket list, even though she has a system who see tomorrow? it is better to fulfill all the wish or try to do something about this, she decided that this will be her today's blog, maybe her wish can motivate anyone else. Thinking like this she started to write down
MY BUCKET LIST.
A). Learn
1.Learn to cook Japanese, Thai, Western, and Italian food
2. Learn how to drive two-wheeler and four-wheeler (This is the biggest wish she has from her previous life she really feels envious seeing her all sisters and sister in law drive, she decided that she will start learning immediately)
3.Learn Japanese and french (because lots of cartoons or anime chinu like are in Japanese also she like shin chan that's why she wanted to learn and the French because she heard that it is very romantic language )
4. Learn self-defense
5. Learn to play a musical instrument.
6. Learn to read people
7. Learn fast reading
8.Learn some kind of dance (in this matter she is jealous of Adhira because Adhira is really great dancer and her ex-husband mention this lots of the time)
9.Learn how to do good make up
10. Learn photography.
11.Learn oil painting
12. Learn origami.
B) Visit or explore
1. If possible she wanted to visit seven wonders in the world.
2. Visit all the seven continent
3. See all the famous places in India
4. Visit Bali
5. Visit Maldives
6. Visit Japan
7. See Europe
8. Visit Korea, Hongkong, Sweerthland, Singapur, Australia, Sri Lanka, Nepal, etc
8. In short visit as much as countries she can
C). Other
1. Read 10,000 books which include classic and famous books
2. Write a book
3.Become famous YouTuber
4. Open a restaurant
5. Eat every Indian veg dish
6. Travel by every mode and vehicle of transportation such as train, bullet train, car, Aeroplane, helicopter, sheep, cruise, bull cart, horse cart, etc
7.Wear lots of type of dresses and click photos
8. Become a famous blogger.
9. Become pro in Yoga.
10. Give a public speech
11. Live happily with chinu.
12. If possible grow old with the person she loves.
13. Act in the film.
14. Climb a mountain
15. Get a zero figure
16. Make her family proud.
17. Do something for mother Earth.
18. Do something for the country
19. Be happy and stay healthy,
20. Buy lots of kinds of jewelry.
21 Have a Pinterest style house.
22. Motivate people.
After writing her goal she feels refreshed she decided that after she starts earning money she will start going to aboard trip, she will try to take some classes every month so she can learn the things she want she will try her best, this is 3rd month after she started her Youtube channel and blog and yes she started earning some money. So she feels refreshed she really think that it is best to be single, she remembers some of the memes and motivating pic one of that is You don't need to know I am single or committed but yes you need to know I m awesome, she really wanted to post something badass like this, but she sees a comment come from Avinash saying "Zero figure and wanted to eat every veg dish from India isn't it contradictory, and also you and zero figure ha ha ha"
Actually Aditi know that she gain some weight again, in previous week first because Mahendra's birthday and then because of work she skip exercise and also eat however she want, she already doesn't reach at the goal and on this she already gain weight, thinking about this she get stressed and decided to commited with weight loss plan and don't upload any badass status, After that she see that Shanya and Virat making fun of Avi.
She really doesn't know when this people start following her, but tell the reality her PR department which is Chinu, Mishtu, Mihir and Virat also her mom and mauma make her too famous, Virat tells his every friend to follow her and to win his heart Avinash also start following her, chinu tell his friends and teacher, Mihir and Mishtu to their dad, uncles, grandpa, and even their housekeeper uncle and driver uncle. Also after seeing Mahendra follow her, his secretary and co start following her, because Avinash follow her lots of his fan started to follow her, also her mother and Aunt tell their friends and other people in trip to follow her, so she has lots of followers now, seeing this Aditi think that she must complete the task but to her disappointment even not a single person realize their wish. while thinking about this a message in comment attract her attention


This is the story about self-discovery, self-accepting, and self-improvement. After getting the chance to go back in time, she wanted to live happily and protect her loved ones. With the system, her journey of self-improvement to help the people who are in need starts. But why did she meet this handsome man wherever she goes, is this destiny? 

Disclaimer: English is not my native language. Also, this story has romance, but it is very slow-paced. Also, some chapters are about her past life and her character development. This story is something which I wanted to write for the time being so please give it try. Thank you.

Time skip 3 years

Sabaku here, so three years have went by and quite a few things have happened. All amazing in their own way. Firstly I'm learning to play the guitar as that was one of the things I didn't get to do in my last life, it's honestly therapeutic and the fact that I heal slightly faster than other people means no finger pain. I'm not at professional level but I'm trying to learn how to play the OST from bleach. It's slow like really slow but I can do it. 

I'm also slowly wearing my parents down into getting more pets. After Mikita passed my parents didn't want another pet for some time even though there as much an animal lover as I am. I've decided on two dogs and three cats in the future. You'll learn about them later. 

I've also been taught reflexology, acupuncture and massaging techniques from my parents and I help out in the store by cleaning and sometimes massaging the clients. My best regular is yui ashido and her daughter Mina. They love my feet and back massages which are special due to the fact that using my sand I can remove built up sweat and puss, clean pores and improve blood flow. Some may say that a 6 year old masseuse is breaking laws but once you go sand you can't stand. 

As a result of this I made friends with Mina and she clings to me religiously, in class the guys gave me dirty looks and the girls grow more curious until they eventually end up visiting the parlour with their aunts, sisters, mothers, cousins, and grannies. So Mina is a walking marketing tool. She thought it was awesome that I beat Villains however that glory only lasted about 2 months before all might did a feat and everyone focused on him. I'm so thankful that I didn't end up on the path to stuck up celebrity. My personality doesn't suit it, I'm more reserved. 

I've been studying a lot in my spare time to learn Japanese. I already knew a lot of Japanese history from learning in the US but studying in the actual country means I need extra attention to detail and not brief overview. The rest of the subjects I've mastered to final year of high school as the curriculum is actually much simpler than what I studied in my first life due to this being quirk orientated society. The only subject I need work on now are history and the sciences as those are incredibly more developed here. 

After school when I'm not earning some pocket money I would head to the outskirts of the city into the forest where I train my quirk and make new abilities. I have a few already made however I just need stamina so I'll be taking a page out of minas book and join a class. I tried her dancing stuff and it was ok but watching her chortle at my lack of equivalent skill to hers is frustrating. 

I've also been trying to learn other languages, I already knew Spanish and English in the US and now I know Japanese so I've been studying french and considering Chinese or Korean. My mom lived in France for a few years so she was glad to teach me as she got to relive her youth much to my dads dismay. He tried to teach me Spanish but apparently I'm better than him so he's been studying it under me. 

I also met my grand mother tsuna, she's amazing as she taught me how to cook and gamble which my parents don't like as they think I'm trying to become independent. Her quirk is apparently an inheritable quirk which passes through the blood and develops to cater each individual, I'd never heard of this type until i discovered that I did indeed inherit it. Her quirk was called tolerance, she could build up a tolerance to any poison or disease by slowly infecting herself and improving her tolerance which when she has a child it will inherit those tolerances which it will develop and pass on. 

I received her quirk through my ability to absorb liquid and not get sick, like blood, dirty water, soapy water and a few other things. My granny's tolerance for alcohol is unmatched as is my mother's and mine as we could drink anyone under the table. We apparently can get buzzed but never black out drunk, I don't know yet as I refrain to drink until my taste buds fully develop. 

My mother made it a point to slip micro doses of poison, laxative and other harmful things into my food and water to raise my tolerance. Family tradition she calls it. I also made the discovery that minas acid can be absorbed and the more fluid it is the faster I absorb so it's basically like regular water in its base state. Her mother was delighted to hear this as it's an issue for her family to be intimate with people due to their biology. So I'm set to be with Mina in the future hopefully. 

Now that I'm six and approaching seven I believe it's time to begin studying martial arts. When I join UA I don't wanna be like deku picking up sparse techniques from my classmates and already solidify my fighting style. I've taken a page from minas book and found a dojo to learn at so hopefully it works out.

This is a story about a guy who ends up in MHA with crocodiles abilities from one piece. He isn’t interested in being like all might only making cash. 

Read up on how crocodile becomes a “hero” 

This is my first work so it won’t get updated frequently as it just comes in flashes of inspiration so bare with me



Support me at: www.patreon.com/Smithsonian86_

Frustration had Nao grumbling back to the women's tent. How was she supposed to understand him? She didn't even know what language he spoke.

She dropped the empty basket by the entrance but didn't go in.

Instead, only moments later, she was inside father's tent. He was still up, writing in his proud, elegant hand.

"Twice in a day, Nao," father said, not even glancing up.

"Father, where is Gyuri from?"

His dark eyes lifted, then. "Interested in the stranger, are you?"

Nao swallowed. "If we want to communicate, it would be good to know what language he speaks."

"Very true. However, I don't know the answer."

"May I borrow a map?"

The General waved to a stack of rolled parchment. "The one with a green ribbon."

"Thank you, father."

Back to Gyuri's tent went Nao. The huge man had his hand on the tent flap, but he paused when he saw Nao returning.

Feeling like a terrible hypocrite, Nao tapped on her chest with her free hand. "Nao."

Though he didn't smile, his eyes closed partially. "Nao."

Inexplicably, her name in his round language had terror streaking through her.

His hand went to his chest. "Goraidh."

"Goyuri."

He laughed, brightening his eyes and shocking Nao. His hand stayed on his muscled chest. "Gohr-ee."

"Goyori."

He chuckled, rich and deep, and took a step toward Nao, lifting one finger. "Gohr."

"Goru."

He licked his lips and ducked down so he could look straight into her eyes. "Gohrrrr."

She sucked in a breath. "Gohrrrrr!"

He nodded and lifted a second finger. "Eee."

"Eee."

"Gohr-ee."

"Gori."

His wide grin had Nao short of breath. He nodded once and sighed as though relieved as he straightened to his full height.

Everyone had been mispronouncing his name! 

Encouraged, Nao unrolled the map and tapped Japan. "Nao. Nihon."

"Japan." He pointed to his tongue.

Nao nodded, thinking she understood. "Gori?" She held the map out for him.

"Goraidh. Ah-la-pay." He pointed.

"Sukottorando?" Nao pointed at her tongue.

"Nn." He pointed at his tongue with two fingers and wiggled the second. "Scotland."

Nao held two fingers up, a question on her face.

He held up his first finger. "Gaelic." Second finger. "English." He wiggled that finger, brow furrowed.

So he knew Gaelic first, and English but not as well.

Nao smiled. This was working!

Gori's pale eyes widened on her face. Then they narrowed as he smiled back.

The night was silent, making Nao remember how late it was. Other than the men on night watch, she and Gori were the last ones out. She hastily nodded goodbye to Gori, rolled up the map and returned it to her father's tent.

The General didn't look up from his scribbling.  "What did you learn?"

"Gori is from Scotland. He speaks Gaelic and English."

"Hmm. I know nothing of Gaelic. But..." He reached into a desk drawer and pulled out a small book. "I was given this primer years ago, when I had hoped to learn English. Alas, my head is too full of Japanese, Chinese, Korean... Western tongue proved too difficult for me."

Father's eyes were curious as he held the book out for Nao. She had never studied any language but Japanese. Surely someone else should be responsible for communicating with Gori. Yoso, perhaps.

Yet, she stepped forward and took the thin book from her father.

"Does he interest you, Nao?"

Nao is a quiet, well-behaved, young woman, working hard to maintain the warrior camp of her father and brother.

Gyuri is the warrior responsible for saving the men of Nao's camp. He's huge, strong, and doesn't speak the language.

He seems to have no interest in the women in camp.

Except Nao.

For everyone who is reading my book, I had made a little change to the story. It's not much though. The only thing I did was to change the teacher's name; Ha-lin to Raina-Won. Why? because I didn't like her name, and it confuses me with three characters having the name "Lin" stuck with them so I had to make some changes to Raina's name. 

And just a disclaimer, I am not Asian(Korean, Chinese, Japanese Indian, etc) I am African but I have American citizenship so I live the U.S. I do love the Asian culture, mostly Japan, Korea, and China but my knowledge about it is very little. I plan to learn more about every single one of my interest in my own way. 

So if your one of those who are reading my book and sees the names of the characters pls don't be offended, I am merely using this as an experiment to see if I have good writing skills and a way to force my self in learning the Asian culture.

As you can sense from the book that there will be more action in the story. I am trying my best to learn about martial arts. GOSH! ya'll have no idea how much I love your culture so pls be respectful and you can comment on something you would like to teach me in your country or any other country. I find many countries to be magnificent. 

Thank you for reading my book. I hope it is for your liking.

Sang-jul and Lin-hua are rivals to the core. Both have hated eachother since elementary. You can always see them arguing when they meet and if that isn’t enough for them then their only opinion is to fight to know whose right. Although, Sang-Jul hates Lin-hua he still feels as if Lin-Hua is dealing with some pretty nasty stuff but Sang-jul didn’t give a damn because both of them are “rivals”  and rivals are meant to hate eachother not the other way around...so why is Sang-jul getting involved in Lin-hua’s business?




* pls note that I do not own this lovely picture ~

And author Chan is a turtle because she still has school,but don’t worry i’ll definitely complete this story for your enjoyment~

Tyler was still kneeling on the floor, muttering sadly.

"My savings, my savings."

"Hahaha, this tantrum is over." Sofia felt good seeing Tyler in that state, tyler was so stingy that mothers day I just congratulated her and gave her a big hug. even having money he preferred to put it in the piggy bank to give a small detail.

"Hey, you're my mother, you're supposed to comfort me at times like this because of my loss." Tyler said with a damaged face.

"And you're my son, you're supposed to give me a detail on Mother's Day." Replica Sofia.

"Come on mom, are you still resentful about that?" Tyler enlarged his eyes exasperated and muttered under his breath "I think I know where I take revenge."

"What did you say?"

"Not nothing, absolutely nothing." Tyler replied with a smile.

"Humph better put on something, the basement is very messy and dusty, go and fix it I want to see my reflection on the floor." Sofia said with a smile on her face, I wanted to see Tyler's damaged face knowing that I had to do toilet.

But all he saw was the bright eyes of Tyler, accompanied by an immense smile.

Tyler stood firm and gave a standard military salute.

"To order my captain." Tyler had an excited smile on his way to the basement.

Sofia looked at her son with a strange face.

"And this one that mosco stung him?" Sofia was totally disconcerted.

It was an echo that Tyler was a weak before waking up, he preferred to spend his days on the couch watching movies and series on TV. And although now that I return was not so lazy and in fact I made a lot of effort and studied with dedication, never offered to help her with the chores of the cabin, so this sudden change of attitude disconcerted her.

And in fact Tyler never thought about helping with chores, his reason for being so obedient was very different.

[New mission]

[Cleans and fixes the basement of the cabin]

Seeing the tyler notification I do not hesitate to accept it and prepare to do the cleaning, tyler receives a mission rarely and was starting to treasure every time it arrives.

'Maybe I can have a mission for every request for a breast,' thought Tyler with a smile.

Tyler wasted no time and went to the basement, the basement was very large and Tyler knew he was going to take his time.

When he was organizing things he found a lot of big tanks, Tyler washed that pile of tanks that were full of dust and filled them with water one by one in the mission world since they were very heavy, Tyler calculated that it would take several days bring all the tanks to the mission world thanks to only having ten opportunities per day.

He put in 9 tanks and after organizing the basement he entered the mission world to see his reward.

Ayi found a single circular green fruit, Tyler immediately looked at what kind of fruit it was.

[Fruit of intelligence]

[Eat the fruit to increase intelligence statistics]

Tyler felt excited, I do not doubt and immediately ate the fruit.

It did not take him long to feel a small itch and itch on his head, only to leave a little later.

[Your intelligence statistic has increased by 1]

Immediately afterwards he felt that his thoughts became clearer and he could think more quickly.

Tyler thought about how to get the most out of this.

If he did all the chores without telling his mother and without her sending him, he most likely does not count as a mission so he has to make his mother order him to do it.

Tyler left the mission world and told her mother that to redeem what mothers day would do what she wanted for a month, which her Mother readily accepted.

For the next three and a half weeks Tyler did nothing but exercise in the morning, then the chores and when he finished studying Japanese.

Thanks to his now improved intelligence tyler very fast progress in his learning now he could speak and understand the basics in Japanese, well that and also adding that he had heard the Japanese language many times when he saw anime.

I tried watching the anime without subtitles and trying to understand what they were saying and that way it was less boring.

In these weeks. Tyler finished bringing all the water tanks to the mission world.

Today standing in front of the gigantic tree, Tyler realized something.

"The fruits of statistics are a bit difficult to achieve."

Tyler sighed looking at the multiple fruits of the persecution's eyes.

Tyler approached the tree and took all the fruits of the persepcion, placed them at his side, sat down and began to eat them one by one, when he saw that he was taking too long he decided to eat them two by two and although it was more painful like that, Tyler just clenched his teeth a little.

After having eaten all the fruits of the eyes of the persepcion, Tyler approached the tree and took the only 4 fruits that remained, two of them were ones that he already knew, the fruits of agility and the other two were unknown.

Tyler looked at his description.

[Fruit of strength]

[Eat this fruit to increase your force statistic]

Ooh this fruit is very useful now let's see the other one.

[Language fruit]

[Eat this fruit thinking in a certain language to learn it]

And till now you tell me? Have I been killing myself trying to learn Japanese? When I could do it just by eating a fruit?

Tyler felt like an idiot, but then he thought of a possibility.

I take out the book that old Lucca had given him, when Tyler brought the book he began to investigate what language it was.

but even when I spend whole days trying to find some kind of writing with similarity, I never found it seemed that that language does not exist or at least not in this world.

Tyler took the fruit and looked closely at the book it was a matter of seconds before he felt he could understand it.

[You have learned the old TER language]

Tyler stopped paying attention to the notification and focused on the book, where he found a form of training to take the energy of the world and keep it inside to enhance his strength.

Tyler was completely fascinated, Tyler had always wondered how the non-awakened could overcome the aroused in the world of old Lucca without the help of technology.

But reading this book tyler began to understand, when training with this technique was done at higher levels people could have the same speed and strength as one awakened based on strength and speed.

Although all that depended on how talented you are to gather the energy of the world. because if you do not have talent, your one-week training could be equivalent to the one-hour training of someone super talented.

In the world, mysteriously a small percentage of the world population receives a strange awakening of powers and strange bloodlines.

What will those people do with their new powers?

What will terrorist organizations do with this new power in their hands?

How will the countries react and what measures will they take against these people?

In this world that has become chaotic, what will young Tyler Olson do with his strange power? And will he have the guts to wake him up?

  'What an exhausting day,' she slumped down onto the bed with a large sigh escaping her mouth. Maybe because she had been worried she would be punished because she missed classes, or wondered off, she was completely disappointed when Renaquinn's family acted as if nothing happened. Like it was totally normal. 
  Well, as disappointing as it was, it relieved her.
'Hah. Another class missed because I can't read this dumb western language well... should I learn this?' murmuring to herself thoughtfully, she stood up to pick a thin book, children's book.
 'Ugh, this is humiliating for me as an adult, but...' she opened the book, & sat down on the couch, putting the book on the armrest in order to not tire her hands. Though she closed the book right after three seconds of looking at the front page, even before she could get tired.
  'Let's just miss tomorrow's class altogether.'
                                                                               ~
     Since she knew she would be hungry without eating anything she had the maid make her chocolate cookies, & wrapped them up in a small nice bags. Anyway, she didn't even bother coming to class this time, & went straight to the gaming club. 
 'Hah, it's open,' Kikyo murmured as she pushed the door, but this time someone was in there.
'You're... '
  'Ah, I'm sorry,' she apologized bowing down, as she saw someone she didn't recognize inside the club. A guy with a droopy grass green eyes, ruffled orange-ish blonde hair, & handsome looks. He had a rather lenient aura, something that made him seem like he was really tired, & bored.
  'You're Renaquinn Alexander...' he mused as he smiled mischievously; 'What are you here for?'
'... Ah...' 
  -I'm missing my class on purpose?
'Never mind that, ha ha. The guy who has these blue eyes, & fluffy brown hair, is he not here?'
  'Ah, you mean Nicholas?'
'Hmm... I don't know his name, I never asked for it,' she hummed; what? That sounds a little familiar, have I seen him somewhere? Now that I think about it, he also looked familiar...
 'Ah! The pretty brother from before!' she clapped her hands suddenly, & he was slightly taken aback before he burst into a laughter; 'Pretty brother? You mean Nicholas's sister? Why is she pronounced as a brother?'
 'Oh, I also thought that she was too pretty to be a boy, turns out she's the cross-dressing heroine!'
 '...?'
  Seeing his stunned expression, she smiled awkwardly; 'You know? One of Shakespeare's famous stories? The concept is used quite a lot in Jap... Japanese mangas.'
 '... I never knew you were interested in such things,' he smiled at her; 'I never would've guessed the queen of social life would be into Japanese mangas.'
  He said it in that way, which made it sound like she purposefully studied Japanese cultures because Akito was from there. The accusing tone offended her greatly; hah! You jerk, I'm from Japan, damn you! I've been born in that culture, fed in that way, & grew up in the country! I'm pure Japanese... I can't say that now, because I'm in Renaquinn's body at the moment. So, I've got no choice but to act like I didn't notice his meaning at all.
  'Heh, I suppose no one can guess,' she really couldn't help it when she said at him through her grit teeth. Well, it was an effort not to growl at him for her anyway. Controlling her emotions was a hard thing to do for her. You'd think for all the things she'd gone through, she would've at least learned to control her anger but in reality, her mouth was just a crack under her nose; always spilling out useless things. Because of that, she would receive a beating from grandmother every single day.
  'Anyway, why do you want to meet Nicholas? It's not like he'd tell you anything even if you come everyday,' he said, jabbing at her as much as possible but truthfully, she knew it wasn't because he hated her. The guy just found her one reaction amusing, & was basically calling her to be his entertainment by trying to piss her off.
 'I don't need him to tell me anything in particular, except... something I've been curious about for a while.'
 'Heh? What have you been curious about?' he asked, even though most people would assume straight away that it was about Akito. He was also the same, except the fact that he was asking so he could hear the answer straight from her, but this time, she couldn't understand his intention. Even if he heard it from her, rather than just jumping to conclusions, what could it do for him? It wouldn't just be for entertainment, right?
  'I...' he leaned in closer with a curious look; 'I... I don't want to tell you that,' she said with a snort.
  -I don't like this guy, I don't like him at all!
'Why? This is my club after all. So if you have anything to ask, ask me.'
   -So petty! He told me that it was his club on purpose! But if I tell him that I'm interested in a Japanese game, he'd tease me all again. Actually, tease is an understatement. He'll try to prick me with all his might. 
   'I'm interested in games. I want to study the usual concept of some games.'
'Is that it? You could've just told me. I can teach you about games all day!' he laughed, & turned around to the shelf.
  'I'll explain every single game I own, & how we develop interesting games to you.'
'No need, I'm going-'
 'Hey, sit down here,' he patted on the ground next to him, & before she could even open his mouth, he started to explain.

Turns out I'm the villainess of some otome game. At first, I thought I should just wait 'til I die patiently, but in the end I decided that I'd survive, no matter what. Be it kissing someone's ass, or licking his shoes...
First plan, just ignore the protagonist, but... I love him.
  Second plan, befriend the heroine; oh, but the heroine hates me. Another fail.
Third plan, this plan is an absolute perfection! It will definitely never fail; I'll become the best friend of the main capture target, & all while being the heroine's love rival, who doesn't do bad things to her.
But somehow, my plan went... wrong?
  'Renaquinn Alexander, just once, tell me that I'm more than a friend.'
'You're more than a friend?'

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