A story of healing, bikers and nummy bad boys. trigger warning, lots of swearing, abuse, PTSD. this is a Reverse Harem, sexy stuff with multiple partners that grow to love each other.

Everyone knows Mayhem Vincenz as 'The Lucifer who wears Leather' 

Even his name screams danger.

He's the biggest asshole the town, Casa El Grande, ever encountered,he's a fucking untameable beast

Little did they know that this devil has only one tamer...

*****

Slytherin Qazvin is really a popular girl in town.

Everyone knows her.

But not only because she's the kind hearted pretty faced girl.

But because she's the only girl who can tame 
'Lucifer who wears Leather'

*****

Everyone knows Mayhem Vincenz as 'The Lucifer who wears Leather' 

Even his name screams danger.

He's the biggest asshole the town, Casa El Grande, ever encountered,he's a fucking untameable beast

Little did they know that this devil has only one tamer...

*****

this is just a book im reading and need the audio function! so dont waste time here im already in chapte 55 or something

<Open inventory.>
[Inventory opened.]
<Let's see... equip this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, and this. Okay, so, how do I check the equipments?>
[Equipment status.]
<Oh. Open equipment status.>
[Equipment status opened]
Helmet: Leather helmet
Cloak: None
Arm: None
Necklace: None
Weapon (Left hand): Wind-cutter
Weapon (Right hand): Frost-bringer
Body armor: Leather armor
Gloves: Leather gloves
Earrings: Invisible Earrings
Rings: Feather-light Ring
Shoes: Wind-walk Shoes
Hidden Weapons: Common dagger
<Hmmm, not bad. I just need a necklace. And another ring.>
[...]
<But first, use 2 common skill books.>
[Ding. Received 4 skill points.]
<And then, check balance.>
[Your current balance is: 10 silver coins, 16 bronze coins, and 6 copper coins.]
<1 silver coin is equal to 100 bronze coins, so 10 silver coins is equal to 1,000 bronze coins. That means, open 101 bronze lottery boxes.>
[... Don't you feel guilty just cheating the system by just going through lottery boxes?]
<Nope, not at all. It's my luck that did everything, so why would I feel guilty?>
[...]
[Ding. Obtained 15 common skill books. Obtained 25 silver lottery tickets. Obtained 80 free special attribute points. Obtained 200 free attribute points. Obtained 10 skill points. Obtained 9 500-experience points potion. Obtained 120 bronze coins. Items have been sent to inventory]
[...]
<Open 25 silver lottery boxes.>
[...]
[Ding. Obtained set equipment ⧼Lightning cloak⧽. Obtained set equipment ⧼Lightning Leggings⧽. Obtained set equipment ⧼Lightning Arm⧽. Obtained set equipment ⧼Lightning Armor⧽. Obtained set equipment ⧼Lightning Shoes⧽. Obtained set equipment ⧼Lightning Helmet⧽. Obtained set equipment ⧼Lightning Gloves⧽. Obtained 1 5,000-experience points potion. Obtained Air Bow. Obtained Flame Staff. Obtained Venom Dagger. Obtained Guardian Necklace. Obtained Wind-rider ring. Obtained 3 uncommon skill books. Obtained Blastwave Shield. Obtained Beginner Health Potion. Obtained Beginner Mana Potion. Obtained 100 silver coins. Obtained Obtained 50 free special attribute points. Items have been sent to inventory.]
[... Other people get ripped off playing the lottery, you rip off the lottery with your luck.]
<I'm awesome, right?>
[...]
<Check inventory.>
[Inventory opened.]
<Hmmm, use list view.> The transparent panel that showed grids was now full of lines with different words on each line. The list was:
Common staff
Wooden bow
Wooden arrows: 9
Leather boots
Common skill books: 5
500 experience points potion: 9
⧼Lightning Cloak⧽
⧼Lightning Leggings⧽
⧼Lightning Arm⧽
⧼Lightning Armor⧽
⧼Lightning Shoes⧽
⧼Lightning Helmet⧽
⧼Lightning Gloves⧽
5,000 experience points potion
Air Bow
Flame Staff
Venom Dagger
Guardian Necklace
Wind-rider Ring
Uncommon skill books: 3
Blastwave Shield
Beginner Health Potion
Beginner Mana Potion
<Use 5 common skill books and 3 uncommon skill books.>
[Ding. Received 19 skill points.]
<Use 9 500-experience points potion. Use 5,000 experience points potion.>
[Ding. Received 11,875 experience points. You leveled up! You leveled up! You leveled up!]
<Equip ⧼Lightning Cloak⧽, ⧼Lightning Leggings⧽, ⧼Lightning Arm⧽, ⧼Lightning Armor⧽, ⧼Lightning Shoes⧽, ⧼Lightning Helmet⧽, ⧼Lightning Gloves⧽, Venom Dagger, Guardian Necklace, and Wind-Rider Ring. Open status.>
[Status opened.]
Name: Clinton
Rank: Deva
Bloodline: None
Race: Human
Age: 4
Level: 10
Health: 426 (+220= 646)/426 (+220 =646)
Mana: 486/486
Experience: 1,325/5,450
Deaths: 0
Fame: 10
Prestige: 0
Platinum Coins: 0
Gold Coins: 0
Silver Coins: 100
Bronze Coins: 6
Copper Coins: 10
Stamina: 26/26
Fatigue: 0.0/100
Hunger: 1.5/10
Drowsiness: 8.9/10
Attributes:
Charisma: 100 (+45 =145)
Constitution: 163 (+110 =273)
Dexterity: 327 (+173 =500)
Intelligence: 257
Strength: 100 (+110 =210)
Wisdom: 129
Free Attribute Points: 230
Special Attributes:
Charm: 46
Comprehension: 99
Luck: 102
Stamina: 26
Free Special Attribute Points: 132
PvP Points: 0
PK Points: 0
Skill Points: 33
Skills:
{Perfect Immortal} (Level 1- Max)
{Gaming Maniac} (Level 1- Max)
{Perfect Experience Booster} (Level 1- Max)
{Rule Breaker} (Level 1)
{Slash} (Level 1)
{Swordsman} (Level 1)
{Magician} (Level 1)
{Archer} (Level 1)
{Assassin} (Level 1)
{Perfect Analysis} (Level 1- Max)
{Perfect Concealment} (Level 1- Max)
{No Dominant Hands} (Level 1- Max)
Evaluation: This is what you call the status of a True Pay to Win.
<That evaluation is annoying as always. Add, add, add, add, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy. Okay, I'm done. Time for some battling.>
[Sigh. At least you're not going to continue to spam lottery boxes, or else you're going to become the strongest by being a true pay to win.]
<Haha, I don't think I can just become the strongest just by spamming lottery boxes. I need battle experience as well.>
[Well, go and kill some level 50 monsters.]
<Of course I will. I will dominate them.>
[You better. You're a level 10 with the status of a level 100 if we don't count the skills or equipments.]
<That just means I'm awesome.>
[No, that just means you're a true pay to win.]
<...>

An intelligent four year old boy, Clinton, is bestowed with the Beta System. Being told that 1 year later, the world will change and everyone will have a system, and there will be intense contest against people of other planets 5 years later to determine which planet gets to survive, Clinton will do what he can to be the strongest person that no one can defeat and save his world.
.... Or not. Watch as Clinton dominates everything with his insane luck.
*Update schedule for this book is 1 chapter a week*
*Check out my other book "I'm Not a Monster Tamer", update schedule for that book will be 7 chapters a week*

The cloud whale cruised among the thin clouds, decorated by shiny stars.
If not for the shifting clouds, Angor could not even make sure whether the cloud whale was moving at all.
If he could find a giant mount like this, could he bring his brother and teacher to travel around the world?
It was only a dream. He did not know that the cost to keep a cloud whale fed was beyond the annual expense of a small wizard organization.
As Angor was immersed in his imagination, Flora brought him to Sunders' beautiful tent.
"Here you go. The teacher is waiting."
Angor thought Flora would join him but it seemed she had another plan.
He lifted the curtain and walked inside while maintaining his manners.
The tent looked small at first but was a lot bigger on the inside. Angor took a guess that there must be some kind of space expansion spells. He saw golden runes shining on the black cover cloth of the tent.
"Surprised much?" 
Sunders was still wearing his usual black attire while sitting at his desk with his legs crossed. He did not have his gloves this time. He was looking at Angor through his gold monocle, with his clean, slim fingers crossed.
"Good evening, professor." Angor did a hand-on-abdomen salute.
"No need for the protocols. My student should have his own characteristic. I don't want a pupil who couldn't even make out who he is. So are you wondering why the tent is bigger than the outside?"
"Yes. A wizard technique?"
"It is. But not every wizard can do it. Not even me," said Sunders. He picked up his cane and pointed to the golden runes, "To extend space isn't something I can explain quickly. There are a lot of elements. The tent cloth was crafted using alchemy products, while the shining symbols are space-stabilizing runes.
"Those two steps alone require expertise in Alchemy and Rune Craft. Extending space is yet another subject. Now, this is wizardry. Most things are complicated to explain. Are you ready for it?"
Sunders' simple words opened up a shining, brand new door in Angor's mind. Another whole world stood behind the door. A wizard's world, filled with formulas, symbols, danger, opportunities, the beginning and the end of everything. A world of truth.
Angor nodded firmly. He was prepared. Even if not for Jon, he still wanted to see this world. What was the fun in life if one did not see something amazing like this?
Sunders nodded, satisfied. He accepted Angor because the boy's talent could help him greatly. However, since Angor was his student now, he should be responsible for the boy's future.
"I guess the apprentice called Mara already told you about the basic concept about wizards? Now… If you want to become a real wizard, from today onwards, forget everything he said. Wizard isn't a concept. See things for yourself, and solve problems by yourself. Go find your own way of learning wizardry."
Sunders brought Angor into a separated room. There were about a dozen rows of double-sided bookshelves, each one was about four to five meters high. A wheel ladder stood in the passage.
"How to see things or solve things is another question," said Sunders as he pointed at the bookshelves. He added, "Before that, you still have a lot of basic knowledge to learn. These are my personal collections. Before reaching Brute Cavern, you can come here anytime you wish, and you're free to read or learn anything. Just one advice. There are some channeling methods and low-level cantrips in these books. You can read about them, but better not study them without careful preparation.
"Of course, if your only goal is to become a wizard, go ahead and learn them, it's fine."
Next, Sunders tossed a gold coin towards Angor. There was a line written in curlicue, universal language on the coin's front: Unbeaten Rose, Eternal Glory.
An image was carved on the back. A thorned rose pierced by a winged sword.
A typical noble emblem. Angor looked at Sunders with a puzzled expression, not sure what he meant.
"A permit for entering the tent. With that, you can come here whenever you wish. Without the permit, a backlash from the spell array will shatter you into dust."
Shattering someone to dust?! 
Angor imagined it and shivered. He would not expect such danger when he was just going into a tent. Looked like he really needed to approach everything in the wizarding world with great caution. Otherwise, he would not even have time to regret.
"Okay now. To stay or to go back to your tent is up to you."
Seeing Sunders was going to leave, and his biggest question was still unanswered, Angor quickly spoke, "Can I ask a question, professor?"
Sunders looked back and smiled at Angor's eager expression.
"No."
Sunders walked away.
Angor thought he got his chance when Sunders smiled at him. He even prepared his wording. Instead, Sunders refused right away and left without a second thought.
Was that a joke? And what's with the smile?!
Angor felt frustration building up inside him.
"I know what you wanted to ask. I'll give you an answer on the day when you become an apprentice." Sunders' distant voice came from afar.
This meant Angor still did not get an answer to his doubt.
It seemed his uneasiness would remain. He still earned something new though. Without the tablet, he could read here, and it would be fun. Not to mention all books in the room were related to wizardry. As someone who spent the last dozen years studying science, this would be a feast for him, where old and new knowledge intertwined with each other.
Looking at the valuable books, Angor felt his heart flying.
He had another question though. There were not many leather books. Most of them were cheap papers.
In Goldspink Empire, leather books were favored by noble families or authorities as a way to keep records, while paper books were common among ordinary citizens. Their prices varied greatly. Leather books were expensive and rare.
But, Sunders' collection contained a few leather books sitting in the corner. On a closer look, they collected a thick layer of dust. Sunders did not pay attention to them.
More than ten rows of bookshelves and 95% of the books were paper ones.
"Maybe the paper books are the most common medium at Fey Continent?" Angor picked up a random, thick paper book.
The title was About 15 Common Meditation Methods in the Sleepless Nation.
Meditation method was referring to channeling method. People from the old times used "meditation method" more. As more and more people preferred expressive words in recent years, people changed "meditation", which sounded more like idealism, into "channeling". The new name was well accepted by wizards, so it got adopted.
There was an interesting story about the debate around these two names. An apprentice who was bored at learning his dull channeling method published a refutation article on a small magazine designed for apprentices. The article itself was insignificant and not worth mentioning, but it created a "war" which lasted for several years.
A name war between "channeling" and "meditation".
It was basically a debate about whether one should drink beer from a glass or a can but between wizards. People only wanted to tease, while occasionally pumping some fuel into the fight.
Even several formal wizards were dragged into the nuisance, creating a joke in the southern region.
Maybe the apprentice who published the article never thought he actually created such an uproar.
…
Angor opened the book and noticed the smooth and white paper. The surface of the paper was extremely fine, and the black, printed words on it looked really clear. This book was many more times better than those cheap, yellowish papers in Goldspink Empire.
It was only a few minutes, and Angor's complaint towards paper books already disappeared.
Such clean, easy-to-read books with the sweet smell of superior ink on them. Any book lover would enjoy reading these!
Reading a book like this made Angor feel relaxed. No wonder all those leather books were collecting dust.


A young traveler who receives enlightenment from another civilization is on a mission to save his beloved mentor. In his journey to seek the ultimate truth, he travels extensively and along the way, he experiences some unpredictable encounters. Will he be able to save his mentor or will his path be derailed?

The familiar row of bookshelves that formed a large perimeter of the platform, and the furniture at the center, they were well ingrained within her memory. The seventeenth platform of the second gateway's library was indeed the location where she had shaken off the plaguing harrows and worries of her previous life.


"The <Eternal Sanctum>… should be on this platform… but where?"


The girl mumbled to herself as she began to tour the perimeter of the platform, her eyes skimming past the bookshelves stacked neatly next to each other to form an indomitable line. Only, as she gradually neared the end of a complete cycle of the perimeter, An Fei's worry increased with each book that she counted.


…a row exceeding a few thousand books in number, how was she to find a specific book amongst all of them?


The only saving grace that prevented the young girl from descending into a mental nightmare was that the title of the book was neatly printed on the spine in bolded characters. Otherwise, it wasn't far fetched to claim that An Fei would hunker down onto the ground to give the black book resting against her bosom a sound thrashing.


However, the girl wasn't spared from having to tour the seemingly never-ending row of bookshelves for another circuit. 


This time, she went at a snail-like pace, her gaze carefully examining each title to ensure that she hadn't accidently skipped over her desired target.


"<Cold Wind Trace>."


"<Black Wind Sky>."


"<Moonlight's Beheader, Three Moon's Sunset>."


"<Myriad Transformations>."


"<Sweeping Talisman>… I suppose that should be fine since there's a dense, scarlet light emitting from the cover?"


"<Eternal Night>… can I stop here?"


Having covered a tenth of the books displayed on the seventeenth platform after several hours, An Fei massaged her throbbing temples, sitting down to relax her body. 


She was well aware that attempting to utilize such a harebrained method of searching for a golden nugget in the middle of the sea was akin to unnecessary mental torture, but couldn't think of a more efficient strategy that would display fruition in a relatively unknown location as the seventeenth Archive.


Once again, the appearance of a book bound by twine entered her thoughts, causing the girl to stew in rage. Pondering for a few moments, An Fei decidedly stood and marched towards the other corner of the platform, taking unusually long and uncontrolled strides.


Since the book kept appearing in her thoughts, she would settle this curiosity before continuing to ruminate over the issue of searching for the <Eternal Sanctum>. Although, to be quite frank, discovering the book bound by twine was a task of significant ease compared to the previous search for a needle buried within a haystack.


Thirty books away from the door that led to the miserable, torturous ladder. The third row of the row of bookshelves parallel with the door's surface.


The event of the being forcefully repelled by the twine-bound book, and even the incident where her finger was nicked by the pair of butterfly swords, both were deeply stored within the girl's memory. Promising herself to remain vigilant and not fall into carelessness like before, the girl came to a stop before the book bound in twine, her gaze focused on the pale-gold radiance emanating from the leather strips.


If comparing this book with the rest within the seventeenth platform, the book bound in twine was thoroughly dilapidated compared to the others. The pages were rough and uneven in size and thickness, and some were even discolored by a noticeable margin. 


Additionally, the book lacked a proper cover, the pages held together by a binding of twine and two large chunks of leather.


Towards the spineless, twine-bound book lacking a proper appearance, An Fei discovered that other than the initial outburst of annoyance, her emotions were tranquil. After a brief moment of hesitation, the girl reached out with her right hand to slowly extract the book, resting the leather cover against her palm.


Immediately, the girl felt a slight disappointment as well as an unknown but suffocating feeling as she glared at the title stamped on the cover of the book. Hence, in contrast to the slow and steady manner that she had withdrawn the book, the girl jammed the twine-bound book back into the bookshelf without any mercy.


<Heavenly Talisman>.


She did not know why, but a piercing pang of nostalgia welled within her heart as she gazed at the messily sprawled but bold letters on the leather cover. Nonetheless, the faint sense of nostalgia did not triumph over the disappointment of not finding the book she desired, causing the book to receive An Fei's unjustified vent of frustration.


With a sigh, the girl turned to return to her original position at the other end of the platform, yet paused at the last second. An expression of shock and astonishment was displayed on her countenance and illuminated by the golden radiance emitted from the crystalline floor as the girl slowly peered back towards the bookshelves.


More particularly, the book with the black fabric cover on the row directly below the <Heavenly Talisman> manual.


Stamped in bold letters that exuded an aura of tranquil indifference, as if not belonging to the world. A deep violet light emanated from the pages, dwarfing the radiance of the tomes nearby.


<Eternal Sanctum>.


Her fingers shaking in excitement and trepidation, An Fei carefully approached the rows of books for the third time, extracting the book one centimeter at a time. Once the book was secured in her delicate palm, the girl hesitated before taking the <Heavenly Talisman> manual.


Heading towards the center of the platform, An Fei lowered herself onto a comfortable position on the soft mattress of the bed, before placing the three books to her right. Staring at the books bound in leather, fabric, and twine, the girl mulled over her thoughts for several moments, finally choosing to assuage her curiosity.


<Eternal Sanctum>.


Her grandfather and the leather-bound book had instructed for her to cultivate in this technique several times. Naturally, the girl held great expectation for the book clenched within her hands.


Opening the book as the violet glow receded from her vision, the girl squinted in an effort to read the characters as swift as possible. Her eyes scanned the long strings of characters on the pristine, snow white page several times, her mind straining to comprehend as much raw information as possible before attempting to make inferences.


However, An Fei ended up tossing the book bound by black-colored fabric onto the side of the bed, an utterly discomfited expression on her countenance. She then hugged the pillow to her chest, staring at the ceiling of sky-blue crystal.


She had only read the first few pages of the <Eternal Sanctum>. Just like the leather-bound book and An Xiang Yang had stoked her expectations, the manual with the cover of black fabric provided an exposition on cultivation in a concise description, one that the girl could easily comprehend without requiring another's explanation.


However…


[The practitioner of the <Eternal Sanctum> must become aware of the following. Upon consumption of spiritual qi or residue within the Sanctum of Time and Eternal Peace, any artefacts, techniques, or consumable entities containing spiritual essence belonging to a mortal world possesses the same effect as the most virulent and deadly toxin.]


…what the hell, was this some sort of joke?


A string of curses stormed through the seventeenth platform of the Archive of Time, the longest the girl had released as of yet.

"A mirror?" she wondered, rubbing the smooth surface with her slender fingers. "What's so special about it? It looks so ordinary."


"Just not a plain mirror," replied the grandfather. His gaze distant, his voice was hoarse as he explained. "It'll change your life to the deepest core. Here, since it is your sixteenth birthday, I'll pass it to you as a present."


"How will it change anything?" she retorted, tapping the pristine yet dull surface. "You must be joking! Always prancing about how I need to be more vain, so mean!"


"You will see in due time," was the reply. 



You will see in due time. Just how a single, useless mirror will change your life in many ways unexpected by anyone.


Grandfather was indeed correct. An Fei could not help but admit it. The mirror had completely changed her life, just as he had said.

Only, was she presented hell, or a new life?
Because....

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"My dear wife, I particularly enjoyed those soft cries and croons you prepared last night. Husband wants to eat meat again!"

A handsome man dressed in black robes patted her on the back, softly whispering into her ear. 


That handsome appearance combined with his devilish allure, he would torment her night and day without pause, tethered by a tender string of sweetness.


Definitely in hell. No doubt about it!



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//Hello! This is another project of mine! This one will be incorporating themes of historical, transmigration, romance, and xianxia themes. Hope you enjoy!

Raina listened intently to everything Rose told her. They had never really discussed the History of The Frost Lands or its royals. She had not expected such a colorful history or that the kingdom was so young. 

As Rose told the story she took Raina up the u shaped staircase, at the apex of wich was a landing and a single door. Raina had been curious and tried the door once before but it had been locked. She assumed it was none of her business and left it be, but it seemed that was where Rose was taking her. 

Rose took off a key that hung around her neck and used it to unlock the door. She looked down at Raina and smiled gently "Welcome to The Queen's Own Collection, little one." With that, Rose swept the door open in a grand gesture. Inside was a beautiful room.

There were two sets of reading sofas in different styles, and a window seat all perfect for spending hours on. In Front of the window seat was a desk, prepared with paper and pen and ink. The window spanned the entire wall and bubbled out so the window seat could see in three directions rather than just one. It was like being suspended in air. This room had been designed for studies, and the books in the single bookcase caught Raina's eyes. 

Unlike the rest of the library where every wall had a bookcase and most of them were nearly full, there were only three book cases in this room. One in the centered across from the window and one on either wall but none of them were full. Each had books on them though. 

"There are so few books…" Raina commented absentmindedly and Rose chuckled. 

"Well we are a young country. It will fill out as our royal children write their books and elders submit their own memoirs for review. Now then, I must ask you a question." Rose knelt down so she was eye level with Princess Raina. The younger girl was nervous, no one had ever done that before. She wasn't sure how to respond. 

"Yes, Aunty Rose?" Raina asked to break the way that her aunt was looking into her soul. 

"Do you consider Kyera your mother? Do you want to follow the traditions of her people?" Rose asked, her voice gentle and unaware of the fiery response those words would bring out in the child. 

"I AM Mommy's  baby girl." She replied with more force than perhaps necessary but no one would ever doubt that. 

"Alright then, beautiful fire." Rose stood up and walked to the center shelf. "The center is our fallen Royals books. Krin, your great grandfather and great grandfather, as well as the few of your grandmother's generation who have fallen. Their books are here." She explained dragging the tip of her finger gently across the spines. She came to one with a soft leather cover, smaller than the others but beautifully designed. She removed it from the shelf. 

"The left is the clan elders, but the right are books of the living. It is very important you never read books off that shelf without the owner's permission. Many of us have lived long enough or full enough lives to fill at least one book on that shelf. I have 3 and Crystalsa has 13." Rose explained before walking to stand in front of Raina. 

"I will remember that well." Raina replied bowing her head. Rose smiled. 

"However the center and left shelves are open to you always. It is traditional to start with the first of your line. That should mean your Great Grandfather but, if I may, I suggest this one." Rose handed her the small leather book. It was warm to the touch and smooth, flexible leather seemed to caress her small hands. On the front, in carefully written calligraphy was a single word in golden ink. 

"Fantasy." Raina read aloud and Rose nodded. 

"I think you will enjoy this book. Now then, Happy reading and enjoy the Queens Own Collection. It should get your mind off your eighth birthday." Rose smiled as she left the child. Raina had already settled into the window seat to read. 

In a world left with scars from a great war, the humans rejoice in their victory, but also weep at the cost. Unaware of the blind hatred that led to the slaughter, an entire race was nearly erased from the face of their lands. They believed they had wiped the shifters from the face of the planet, little did they know very few lived on in the very forests they visited, and in the villages they traded with. Forced into hiding, the shifters built a new clan, and lived by the old rules, hiding from humanity. 

Kyera Shade of the Moon is a Shapeshifter who takes the form of a White tigress with silver stripes. Alone in the world, and carrying the weight of her clan on her shoulders, she attempts to uphold the law she was born to, and protect the remaining of her kind. Her heart decimated by the deaths of her brothers and the absence of her mother, she finds herself caught in a net and unable to break free. In her moment of desperation, a hand reaches out and catches her. A man who threatens to steal her heart away, but can she learn to forgive herself? Can she find love and salvation in another's arms after the betrayals of so many? 

Clovis of the Dancing Rain is the fourth Prince of the Forest Kingdom. He is a clever man, but had no wish to be king. Perfectly happy to raise is Daughter in peace now that his young wife had passed. There was darkness and secrets in his past, but there was no place for revenge in his future. Not until they took it too far. Pushing his bottom line a need to take the crown lit in his heart. However, he needed one thing more than anything else... the right woman by his side. As if the answer to a prayer, a woman appeared. Beautiful and trustworthy who loved his daughter as much as he did, if not more. Yet her heart was broken, her world surrounded by secrets and shadows, perhaps she was best left alone. However, would he be able to live without her?

"A reward? Hell yes! Bojack, were we done here or was there something more you wanted to show me?" Logan exclaimed this, wanting to get on with his mission as soon as possible.

"Of course there is Logan! Patience is key when tanning leather, make sure you remember that. Okay, now if you've been paying attention you should know that after you've rubbed the leather down in salt, you'll want to let is soak in warm water. After that you should be good to go!" Bojack suddenly walked into the house, coming out minutes later with a rough and scruffy looking leather tunic. "This is for ye, best you stay protected out in these parts. Heard rumors of bandits and thieves out in the surrounding area, try not to get yourself killed, eh?"

Logan was startled, touched by the old man- no- Bojack's kindness. He went to thank him, for taking caring of him when he was unconscious and again for the advice and free leather tunic. Just as Logan was going to open his mouth, Bojack turned around and left, walking past his house and into the rest of the city, never to be seen again. Logan, having slightly more respect for the elderly than in his previous life, ingrained this moment into his heart.

Lost, Logan began to wander the streets of Ingwald. He noticed that this place was very lacking in terms of technological advancement; blacksmiths and forgers were the majority of popular professions. Thinking back to the task he had received from the System, Logan set out to find some girls to talk to!

Logan walked into a library he had found, to learn about where he was. After browsing several dozen dusty books and spending nearly five hours flipping through pages, he finally had an idea of what this world looked like. The world, or Agapi as they called it, consisted of seven countries, three of which were islands. The islands were named; Abban, Cairbre, and Beararch. Those islands sat around a near infinitely large landmass, which was split up into four countries. These were named thus; Atrus, Eliseo, Raleigh, and Locklyn. 

The islands were controlled by pirates and vagabonds, not under imperial rule as the main continent, termed "Pangea", was. Between the four mainland continents were 2 kingdoms; the Godmaer Kingdom and the Dietrumius Kingdom. 

As Logan was sifting through books, he noticed a girl sitting in a corner and reading. He tried to swaggily approach her, puffing out his chest and shoving his hands into the pockets of his ragged and torn cloth like pants. Walking over, Logan attempted to start a conversation, and as he was starting to mumble some words out, the girl suddenly stood up, startling Logan.

"Hello? How can I help you? I really hope you won't trouble me long, I have many a book to read before I leave tonight." A petite girl whispered, glancing around to make sure no one was disturbed by the noise.

Logan, slightly confused with her behaviour, continued to say what he tried to earlier. "U-uh hi! My name's Logan and I'm new around these parts, and I was wondering if you could perhaps show me around here? Of course you don't have too if you're too busy!!"

She blushed, seemingly embarrassed about this. "Of course! How could I be THAT busy? By the way, my name is Liz. I work here as a page of sorts." Liz hurriedly marked the page she was on before taking Logan's arm and leading him to the front counter. "This is where you check in/out any book you have." Continuing forth Liz showed Logan the upper and lower areas of the library, as well as how the sorting system. "Books are sorted alphabetically, if two or more books share the first letter, we then look at the author's name. If they are still the same characters, we go based off of the number of pages in the book. It's a very effective sorting system if I do say so myself. Which I do, as I was the one who set and made it up!"

"Wow! All by yourself too? That's very impressive! You seem pretty capable, care to show me around some more sometime tomorrow?" Logan asked, hoping to build up a good and successful relationship with Liz. If there was anything he learned from his past life, it's that he should take it slow with the ladies, last time he made a move he ended up dying.

Liz smiled, not saying anything before rubbing her nose and running off. When was the last time she was treated with such courtesy? 

Logan was stunned, his heart beat picking up dramatically. He smiled to himself and chuckled, who knew that Liz would run away like that? Putting back the books he was reading previously, he looked outside and much to his surprise it was nearly pitch black outside! Between the rush to put his books away and the fluttering feeling he felt whenever he thought of Liz, he failed to hear the System ding.

"Ding! Host as completed a portion of his Task! Congratulations and keep up the good work!"

Logan, a wannabe master of carnal desire, finds himself on the receiving end of a door handle and dies pathetically. 

"How did this happen?" he wondered.

"I only wanted to lose my virginity..."

As he passed onto the his next life, he heard a 'ding' in his head.

[Requirements met. Activating <<The Chad System>>]

With that, he awoke in an open field. A world full of mystical adventures, powerful experts, and most importantly of all, cute girls, were now Logan's to grasp hold of.

For little did Logan know, <<The Chad System>> is a magical system, far more powerful than any seen forever before, for instead of merely helping out with cultivation, <<The Chad System>> makes its users a bonafide Chad. With some help, Logan can plunder the chastity of all the fair maidens in the heavens!



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