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.


His manservant doesn't take me to the weapons chamber, the dragon does. First though, the dragon delivers clothing. He tells me to put them on and be ready in an hour. It gives my food time to settle and I also have an opportunity to bathe.
The clothes are a problem. They're made of beautiful, brown pliable leather. Soft fur lines the outer seams. The entire outfit, though incredible, is obscene. There's nothing to it. I'm accustomed to heavy skirts that I had to loop through my belt so they remained out of my way while I hunted and trained. Nothing on this outfit will be in the way. More skin shows than even the bride gown displayed.
I dress in the clothes out of curiosity. Nothing so fine had ever touched me. The garment has a wrap-around flap in the front and the back buckles at my hips. My legs have the freedom to move in all directions. It barely covers my upper thighs and my bottom. When I move, the material separates and my hips show through the slits. The top piece covers only my breasts.
I can't wear it outside of this room. I stare at the boots-sturdy and made from the same material. I can't help myself and pull them on. Heaven. Fur lines the insides. Small buckles run up my outer legs and end just below my thighs. Some type of strange material coats the bottom of the boots. I jump up and down a few times and they actually spring with my movement.
I grab my blade and walk into the bathing chamber to glance at the looking glass. I can see only my upper half. At least my breasts are covered and secure within the leather. What's not covered is the mark at the top of my breast. The one he made with his lips. My fingers skim up to the spot at my throat. My face heats up. How can he do this to me when he's not even here? How can I not think of fucking? And I hate the word, though it doesn't matter because that word is exactly what runs through my mind.
I back away from the looking glass and swing the blade. The thrill of unencumbered movement is intoxicating. I love the new garments even though I'm embarrassed to wear them. The dragon said he would train me. No man in my village would dare. Yes, because I am a bride, but also because women are never trained in the ways of war. Each day I went hunting, I would travel at least two hours so no one would see me. I had to train in order to place food on our table and also to kill the dragon. Now I have no reason to practice with a blade. I want to, though. I crave learning everything about properly using a sword.
I hear a noise and instantly raise my arm as I turn.
He stands in the doorway, his mouth hanging open. It's the perfect opportunity to cleave his head from his shoulders, and my arm is heading downward. I stop the swing. His death is no longer what I want. Acasia's story took away my bloodlust and I see the dragon in a very different light. That doesn't mean I must like it, though. Looking at him with my mouth watering, I know exactly what I do want.
He's dressed in tight, black, linen pants that define the muscled curves of his thighs and legs. His white shirt has billowing sleeves that gather just above his wrists. Suddenly, I'm horribly embarrassed that he sees me dressed in so little. I cross my hands over my breasts with the sword held downward.
"You're incredible," he whispers. I see lust in his eyes.
I purposely add a touch of ire to my voice. "I'm nearly naked."
His eyes make another sweep over my body. "Nonsense. This outfit suits you perfectly."
I shake my head. "I'm a bride. I can't be seen this way."
His eyes flash with silver. "You're my bride and you can be seen how ever I choose. What of the arm guards? Do you not like them?"
Two additional pieces of leather rest on the bed. "I wasn't sure what they are."
He turns, walks to the bed, and picks them up. "Come here and I will help secure them."
Why should I even care? He's right. I must wear what he dictates. With the material caressing my skin, this command goes down easier than any of the others. I go to where he stands and place one arm out. He buckles the leather beginning at my wrist. His fingers whisper across my skin and the fluttering is back in my belly. He smells good too. It's hard to think about anything but what his body will feel like against mine. I'm hopeless.
There are thin strips that circle my arm and tie at the top. "What are these for?" I can't help asking.
He removes a sheath with a small knife from his hip and slides it into the leather ties of the arm guards. "Several will fit comfortably and won't inhibit your movement. Never rely on one weapon; you always want backup."
His lesson intrigues me so much I forget I'm all but naked. Then he turns me to the side and his breath runs across my shoulders through my hair. Suddenly, I feel every bit of my unclothed state. He doesn't seem to notice the goose bumps that pepper my skin as he attaches the other arm guard.
Surprising me, he grabs my hair and ties it tightly at my nape with a small piece of leather. I watch as he does the same to his own.
He steps back. "You have more than one hidden weapon," he whispers as his eyes scan my body.
I have no idea what he's talking about.
"I will take you to the armory chamber myself and help you decide on a weapon that suits you."
Something is wrong with this picture. He's an entirely different being than he was the day before. He pulls me toward the door and I dig my new boots into the wood beneath my feet. "Is this a trick?"
His head goes back and laughter fills the room. He wipes a tear from the corner of his eye when he finally controls himself. "Training you will entertain me until we can get on with the fucking. You may start begging at any moment, so we had better get you armed and your first lesson over with." He turns and walks away.
"I will never beg," I whisper to his back.
He hears me, though he doesn't bother looking at me "Never say never," is his pompous reply.




Dragons, a curse, feisty women and spicy adventure in another world. Add heartache, love and undeniable courage and then you’ll know you’re in the land of Dragon Fire Chronicles. Get ready to laugh and cry and be carried away.

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At the first sunrise, in this New World
Celestial bells sang their morning hymn, waking up everyone.
The tower too awoke from its enchanting dreams.


"Uh... Good morning... What is this nice scent?" Asked Jun, but no one answered. After looking around he saw Darien fallen on the floor and Angel couldn't be found anywhere.

Sometime later
"What are you doing Angel?"

"Good morning Jun, I'm cooking our breakfast. Can you go to call the others?" 

"Okay... And this morning song? What is it?" 

"Uh... Probably an alarm set from the tower. I'll tell you later. Go, go, before it's too cold"


Soon after, when the food was about to be served, Jun comes back with two red plump cheeks escorted by two angry girls.

"Jun! You need to pay attention to this! You can't go to a girl's room without her permission. 
I know you had your head in the clouds. But you deserve these" Sarah angrily pointed his cheeks.

Sadly Jun looked at the table where Darien, waiting for them, was ready and eager to eat.
Meanwhile, Angel served the plates.

"You...! Traitor!!!" Jun nagged him.

"?" Darien with puppy eyes, puzzled looked him. So in this way, their first breakfast began.

---

In the main hall of the apartment.
They decided to make a trip to the town tomorrow. For today, they wanted to see their new ability and the equipment in the small warehouse.

"Darien! What are you doing? How can you do this?" Asked incredulous Jun. While Angel was helping him, taking some of his equipment.

"Uh...?"

"How can you carry this heavy equipment? It could weigh roughly 25-35kg, only this armor!" Pointing at his full hands.

"?"
The sword alone in Angel's hands weighed about 5kg, without counting the other thing.

"And you Angel, what are you wearing?" Looking at his new clothes.

"My new equipment, Do you like it?" Expecting a compliment.

"Uh... It's... " Doubtful, he didn't know how to answer.

Clap!!! Jun received a heavy pat on his shoulder. Seeing Jun uncertain, He didn't want to make him anxious, so he gives him a pat and said, "Hurry up! There's also your equipment in the warehouse"

Jun without waiting immediately ran away.

"Watch out! The girls are there too" *Probably it was too late* thought Angel.

---

In the training ground of the apartment. Soon after the boy managed to wear his complex equipment 

Sarah said, "You look awesome Darien! How can you wear this heavy armor?"

Nearly the little girl.
"You look good too, Angel," Kassandra said, gazing the one next to Darien. 

"Thank you, Kassandra, You too, look amazing with these clothes" Received the reply this little white sheep turned red.

In another side of the training room.
Jun, with his leather garments and hood on, was jumping up and down, left and right. On his hands, he had two cold daggers and in various parts of his body, many hidden blades twinked with the help of the room's lights.

"I see... he like this type of equipment. He looks like a thief class in games"

"You too Darien, try your gear." He really looks like a paladin, better to say a fortress, Angel thought.

Darien's equipment was composed of plain white steel armor, a tower shield, and a great sword. All this equipment gave him a feeling of sturdiness and heaviness. 
At the first look, he appeared like a perfect tank. However, he was a little thin. 
The shield was huge, wide more than him and tall nearly his height. In his hands, a sword with a long hilt enough to take it with two hands reached almost his height too. Hidden on the back of the shield were placed a shortsword, if necessary. 
All this heavy equipment weighs around 45-60kg or more.

"Wow! Seen up close, it's more awesome! How can you carry this? Isn't it too heavy?" Sarah asked.

"Uh... Not too much" Indifferently reply.

*So Michael gives him a healthy and stronger body. But I'm not strong like him. I'm still a bit stronger than before, more flexible and my reflexes are improved. Uh... So the angel didn't give us a healthier and stronger body but a body...?* Thought Angel. 

"What are you daydreaming? Hurry! Hurry up! We need to try Darien's tankiness, what are your abilities?" Sarah while asking, took out the bows and arrows from yesterday and some throwing daggers.

Sarah was fitted in a hoodie leather jacket and pants too. It was easy to move and do all the movements. In her gears, a military mimetic cloak gives her the possibility to hide and snipe. On her belt, there were some throwing daggers on the leg and a short blade on the right, that help her with close combat. On the back lurks a quiver with many arrows.

In that instant.
"I wanted to try my new skill!" And an arrow with its head lighting a pale blue aura shot from Sarah's bow.

Scared Darien raised up his towering shield and blocked the shot.

The arrow reflected on the shield and gone where Jun was madly jumping.

"Be careful!" "Watch out!" Angel and Kassandra shouted concerned. 

There was enough time to dodge the incoming danger.

"Ah....!" It was too late. The arrow takes out his other foot, the healthier one. Upsetting those present.

"F***!!! You w..." Exclaimed.

"What did you say? Say it again! I didn't do it. I didn't... I didn't do on purpose... 

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry b-but..." Frustrated she started to cry. 

Soon after
Consoled by Kassandra, Sarah stopped crying.

While Angel went to bandage Jun's wound and Darien tried his news ability, 'speed up natural healing'.

"So you have a healing ability too"

Darien proudly brings up his chest.

"I'm sorry Sarah, I didn't have to say it"

"No, no. I'm the one that needs to apologize"

---

After this break 

Angel and Kassandra, the ones with light armor, wanted to try some skill.

Angel's light armor, was composed of a part metallic a part leather, that covers up his top and a little bit down. He had leather pants with a metal plate that covers his knees with solid protection, two simple poleyns. On the feet, two leather high boots protected the low legs. A gauntlet defended him on his left arm and in his right hand awaited a long sword.
And lastly, on his head a helmet with a long red plume decorated it.

Even Kassandra's armor covers her vital parts with a metallic structure. Under the metallic pieces, it can be seen as a dress, part leather partly composed of chains like chainmail. Covering her legs, the dress she wears, reached down enough to cover her upper legs like a mini skirt. Her knees were protected poleyns lIke Angel, but shorter. 
As a weapon, she had a cane looking like witches and wizards' staff. It has hidden a beautiful saber that uses its head like a hilt.

"Kassandra you are a ... mage?" Angel looked at her staff.

"I don't know" Revealing her hidden blade.

"This is so cool! I want one!" Sarah drooling over.

"And you, Angel? Are you a warrior, a knight?"

"Maybe?"

"Mhmm... Do you want to try some skills?" Said the white girl.

"Okay"

"Me too~"

"No!!!" All shouted. "Wait a bit, when we are done." Angel added.

---

Very soon at the end of the day, too fast than expected, with all sweating and some bruises, they went to wash up.

"I can't resist one more minute in this leather suit. Kassy, come with me. I'm too soaked!"

"Me too, shhh... You required to say it so loud"

"Guys we are leaving!" Sarah said and The two girls went to the bath, leaving behind the three guys to clean up. 

Meanwhile, an unexpected shadow peeked them.

Whereas, Angel when he was taking Sarah's arrows on the floor, sensed something. 

---

In the night.
Eaten the dinner prepared diligently by Angel, with Jun and Kassandra help, they went to the main hall of the tower.

In the dim light of the first floor, they saw something.

Bang!!! Someone or something was hit.

"What are you doing!?" Said the first shadow.

"We haven't much time!" Exclaimed the one on the opposite side.

"Shhh... You are too loud! I've seen that party doing..." Said the last.
Hurried to get out, they ran away. 
 
Something strange happened right under their nose. But no one had the answer.

---

In the same place as the last night, two figures were enjoying the view. When winds were playing with the flowers

Suddenly one of them asked.
"Angel, did you know I wanted to suicide?"

The other didn't know what to say to this unexpected question. 

"My family were marrying me t-t-to..." A tear dropped and reached Angel, who turned his gaze at her.

And some revelation appeared in front of the young man. 

"He was so old! he could have been my grandfather or worse" More tears dropped.

"..."

The silence was drowning the boy.
But suddenly, the angels dispatched the winds to his help. Then the four wind gods received his pray, delivered their presents.

Boreas, the wind of the north brought the frost of the late-night like a blanket on the flowers.

Notus, the south wind, friends of the clouds, took them away, freeing the moons' lights.

Eurus the one of the east didn't know what to do, goes to play with petals, creating whirls of white joys.

Lastly, Zephyrus the gentlest of the winds, seeing everybody effort went to bring their presents to the depressed girl.

"Look! I know this spot was the best!" 
"Look! Look this landscape, is so beautiful, isn't it?" Kassandra said, staring at the moons' light shining on the white sea of flowers. 
While the herald of the winds brings before her eyes a dance of flower and an explosion of moonlights, with help of the frost crystals.

On the balcony with her, Angel said "This is the most beautiful view in my life. If we can stay here forever. It isn't a bad idea." Smiled turning his gaze at the goddess of this blazing white world, with two sea pearls.

"Yes, it is." Said admiring this goddess beloved by the Moon and crowned in a blooming of white treasures.

The two mesmerized by the event waited for a while looking at the white art. 

While on the back, near the door, Sarah and Jun were learning on each other and sleeping. Darien too was sleeping in his own bed.

**ALERT it can be a SPOILER**



When humanity left to bask in their laziness, conflicts busted out and the weaker suffered diseases, Legends will birth bearing the lost hope of the people.

In a world where no God is living anymore, Creatures from remotes memories, Heroes of epic tales and Gods forgotten by mankind will come back to take what is theirs.

Youngsters brought in an Unknown World will find the way to return, leaving back the past.

No laws will enchain them.


(From the Author: It was called "Project A - a World in Creation")

Name- Luciel Varr
Gender- Male

Level- 6
Age- 12
Height- 5'3
Job- Works at his family leather working shop
Hometown- Silverkeep
Country- Kaldrid
Appearance-
    He has short curly white hair with crystal blue eyes. He has droopy eyes, a small nose, and a decent pair of lips. Though hes rather pale, he still looks healthy. He has more of a lean build, but is accustomed to the cold climate of Kaldrid. He usually wears his favorite pair of fur boots and leather pants, with a thick wool shirt. The coat he wares covers at least half of his face and stops a few inches before his knees. It was specially made by his parents to keep him warm and to hide his white hair.
Personality-
    Unknowing of the cruel world and fate ahead of him, Hes a big optimist and rather naive. He loves to help people, and thinks everyone is a good person. Though working at his family's shop is fun, he wants to become an adventurer and explore the world.

Stats-
Magic capacity-??

Health- 300/300

Intelligence- 15

Strength - 11

Stamina- 30

Dexterity- 23

Agility- 26

In the world of Lotov, magic is obtained through grimoires' which appear after one's 12th birthday. They tell what level and skills the person has, and can only be read by the owner. Supposedly, the darker the color, the more powerful the user is. The color white is known to be a curse and is associated with the "demons." Had anyone with white hair be found out, them and their entire family would be burned at the stake.

Satisfied with her selection, the young girl rolled her neck to loosen her muscles, before proceeding to reach for the complementary sheath of the qama.

Just as An Fei had grabbed onto the leather strap of the dagger's fabric sheath, she abruptly paused, tilting her head to her right in confusion.

"Who?"

A faint keen of protest, a barely audible croon seemed to ring within her vicinity.

The young girl vigilantly swept her gaze around the armory, the qama's deadly edge extended before her chest in a reverse grip.

The cool sensation of the dagger's pommel against her bosom calmed An Fei, allowing her mind to survey her surroundings with a rational gaze.

"Who's there?"

A stern reprimand escaped the young girl's throat, her entire body brimming with a murderous intent.

To her disapproval and perplexing her even further, all that responded to her cry of vigil were the soft twinkling of auras emanated from the weapons socketed into the sky-blue crystal wall.

An Fei gradually allowed the qama's blade to droop, her arm relaxed against her side. The young girl grasped the leather bindings of the sheath once more, sliding the violet steel blade into the fabric covers with a swift motion.

For some inexplicable reason, the incredibly sharp edge of the qama did not appear to be capable of slicing through the fabric sheath.

Just as An Fei was wondering where to place the weapon on her body, the quiet keen of protest filtered into her ear for the second time.

"Who!?"

The pair of scarlet irises flashed in anger as the young girl whirled around, the sheathed dagger held before her in a cautionary posture.

Surprisingly, the young girl decided to drop the dagger on top of the leather bag, marching towards a corner of the armory.

When the odd croon had rang out, she seemed to have noticed a faint streak of grey light soar throughout the armory from the corner…

Answering to her expectation, An Fei did notice an anomaly when she neared the socketed weapons.

The twin butterfly swords, whether disgruntled by her teasing action just moments ago or for a different, unknown reason, continued to emit a grey radiance at a pitched frequency.

The blades of plain steel and design roared its frustration behind barely audible croons, causing the young girl's mouth to twitch.

"You hurt me first, don't expect me to act so kindly to you, ah," An Fei murmured in exasperated laughter, her fingers reaching out to stroke the twin blades' surface.

Midway, her hand froze in the air, as an unbelievable expression swept across her stunning countenance.

She was speaking to a sword as if it were a bullied child?

Why would she do… that?

The young girl proceeded to step back with the intention of returning to where she had placed the leather bag and her newly acquired qama.

The moment she had stepped more than a meter away, the butterfly swords crooned for a third time, the grey radiance exploding forth to dwarf the nearby weapons.

An Fei's countenance stiffened, a wry smile threatening to overtake the grim expression.

"Alright, then I'll take you as well, ah?"

The young girl reached out to pluck the twin blades from their sockets, marveling how the process required minimal effort compared to her task of extricating the qama.

The dual blades slid from the crystalline placements, sliding nicely into her palm as if they were destined to be wielded by her hands.

The butterfly swords released a soothing aura that surged into her palms, generating a stream of cool sensations that wrapped gently around her limbs.

An Fei pursed her lips for a brief moment, before reaching over to grasp the sheathes for the butterfly swords.

Just as the covering for the qama, the sheath for the twin short-swords were merely fabric covers bound by leather straps.

Returning to the location where she had deposited the leather bag, An Fei stared at the three weapons, her mouth silently moving in thought.

"Oh…"

Eventually, the leather bag was slung over her shoulder, and the girl strode out of the second corridor's armory with a contented grin.

The leather straps of the sheathes for the butterfly swords were wrapped and tied around the linen coat's sash, and the qama was positioned directly above her heart, hidden in a readily accessible location whenever she required its use.

"[Reveal falsehood from the truth]."

A young girl descended from the Sanctum of Eternal Peace, to throw herself into the miserable Shattered Star Continent for the half-baked reason of desiring to survive.

–

The Wu Ji Forest welcomed another spring morning, usual and boring to the extreme that mundanity could permit.

The early-risen animals eagerly proceeded their hunt underneath the blooming daylight, preying on the drowsier animals to capitalize on their earnings.

Big or small, light-footed or heavy, the inhabitants began their process of attaining survival, even with the awareness that their efforts would one day prove futile.

Hidden underneath the tall grasses and obscured beyond the overgrowth, tinges of murder and massacre echoed their gasps throughout the seemingly tranquil forest.

From west to east, north to south, the flow of vitality surged through the Wu Ji Forest, reaping the necessary lives with a merciless grin and a mocking shadow that streaked underneath the blazing rays of the groggy sun.

Birds were slaughtered, hares and light-footed creatures were dismembered by fiercer beings, and deer were cruelly massacred by a ravenous lion.

Shua!

Underneath a patched ceiling of rustling leaves, a figure swept through the floor of the forest.

The figure made its way from tree to tree, resting against the bark with their ears examining their surroundings.

A heavy tinge of vigilance faintly emanated from the figure, and its presence was masked within the dense sea of life.

The indistinct figure roamed unbidden from one patch of land to the next, the shadow impossible to discern.

Nearby animals, the grass and herbs loitering on the ground, none noticed its presence, each continuing their merry lives of foolish survival.

However, if one were to carefully approach the figure, they would realize that the indistinct figure was preoccupied with uttering muted complaints against the earth below their feet.

"Why is my speed so slow, my agility crippled, and my stamina reduced to a dying wick, ah!?"

An Fei bemoaned as she traversed through the Wu Ji Forest towards the stream of water she had discovered a few days prior, her heart suffused with grievances.

The young girl deeply wished to discover the core of the earth, and consign it to a death of a thousand cuts to vent her rage.

She had expected her abilities becoming suppressed by a certain extent the moment she departed from the Sanctum, but this was too much, ah!

Her eight extraordinary meridians that had been reforged by the Sanctum and were once swelling with divine essence now resembled shriveled husks compared to their previous domineering appearance!

Furthermore, the conversion ratio between the Sanctum's pure, unadulterated divine essence compared to its measly derivative spiritual essence that she could utilize, had become… increasingly unpleasant.

To obtain a thin strand of spiritual essence to swirl around her heart, the young girl had to sacrifice at least three strands of divine essence stored within the eight extraordinary meridians.

When she thought of the amount of divine essence she had squandered in her initial moment of panic, An Fei felt that her heart convulsed and bled with each passing moment.

The instant she had departed from the Sanctum with her newly acquired weapons and organized leather bag… the worldly suppression had slammed into her chest with the force of a megaton brick.

She couldn't even move a muscle for an entire minute, or even breathe.

Only when she forced a strand of spiritual essence to cleanse her body, was she freed from the ungodly restrictions…

"Damn!"

The young girl swore towards the sky, her countenance revealing a deep scowl of discontentedness. An Fei struck the bark of a nearby tree, before leaping forwards in the direction of the stream of water.

Thankfully, the herbs stored within the bag had only lost a significant portion of their medicinal efficacy, and were not corroded by the restrictions imposed by the world.

Otherwise, she would have vomited blood in anger, for that would be too much!

Fortunately, her speed was still considerably faster compared to her previous abilities whilst confined to the Body Tempering Realm.

As she darted from tree to tree whilst utilizing the <Steps of Underlying Shadows> to minimize her energy expenditure, the dense net of trees parted and thinned to reveal an open clearing the size of three football fields.

There, the land was divided into two equal portions by a large line of azure. As the young girl approached closer with faltering steps, she discovered that the water current of the stream flowed at a rapid pace, and was cool to the touch.

An Fei finally revealed a smile, her countenance displaying a weary look.

"With this water stream… at least things aren't that bad?"

"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!

Suma went inside his and look for an old box cover with a rusty brace. She took out a rugged clothing that covers a shiny jade box. 'Sumo, my dear. Looks like we can finally sell the last batch of strings you made. I wish he will use it for good.'

She went out of the storage to find Lucas, he was looking around the store, checking the linens and leathers she sold. "Hoho, youngster, you look like interested at them?"

"Haha, of course. It was my first time to see a leather at this size." He said as he pointed on the brown leather on the display, "At first, I thought it was fake but when I took a better look, it was marvelous! They are real skin! What skin is this auntie?"

"Who's auntie!?" She said he throw a silver coin at him, "Those are real leather, they are the skin of MCdame Rhinos. We bought them from the nobles cause we thought we can make the best equipment out of them. Haist, it was too late when we know that this skin is too tough and the only reason they are able to skin the rhino is that it died from a treetan attack. Now, we are trying to sell it, but we do tell them that even us can't penetrate its surface."

"So, this is an MCdame Rhino's skin?" He said as he touches the leather. The leather size was amazing, it looks like a cover of a minibus. "Au- Madam, haha. Can I buy this one too?"

"Of course! But first, check this string if this suite your taste." She removed the rugged clothing that covers the jade box. She slowly removed the locks and wait for Lucas to arrive, "Here, if you can't afford this just offer your price."

Lucas nodded as he arrived at her front, 'I just wish it to be good quality.'

She slowly opens the cover of the box. He was nervous, didn't know what kind of thing will come out of the box. When she finally removed the cover, he saw a silver colored silk that covers the string.

She removed the silk and shows a beautiful set of shining black string. The string is not that thick but also not so thin. Suma picks up one of the string to show him the length of the string.

"Here, a roughly three-meter long black string. This string is the last set of strings my husband made before he dies." She put the string back to its original position and close the box, "There's a hundred string on this jade box, and each string is made with the highest quality.

"You must be wondering what materials are used to make this? He is an adventurer when he was young and he was a hunter. He travels inside the forest, and one day, he stumbles into a giant planteros that looks like a horse. The planteros is injured and he decided to cure it. When the planteros was about to leave, he bowed in front of my husband and plucked his black hair to give it to him.

"These strings aren't only made of that planteros hair, it also soaked into the sap of king type Slinger Rubber Treetan for weeks and deep into Olive Wasp Oil for almost six months. Every single strand could lift up to 500 kilos of force. It was the best string this city has produced. But it was unlucky for the guild, 80% of the strings were bought by the nobles.

"And his only wish before he died, is for the last set to be sold to a person Neil trusted." She said and hand over the jade box to Lucas. She was satisfied that her husband last work were finally going to be sold for the right owner.

Lucas received the box from her and put it on his bag. He did not even check the quality and proceed to his speech that is full of resolve.  "I'm sorry madam. I don't have any idea that your husband was killed by nobles too. Don't worry madam, we will avenge you!"

Suma looks at him in astonishment, but not long after, she started to laugh as hard as she can. She even slammed the table and tear started to flow at the edge of her eyes, "Sonny, I never said that he died because of nobles. He died naturally and only hate the nobles until he dies. Also, you have to pay for that string! 50,000 mana grains. If you buy that strings, I might put the leather skin on your bag for free!"

"Erg! O-okay, thank you." He took out two bags of mana grains and decided to leave earlier than he thought. 'Damn it, that was embarrassing!'

"Hoho, a great spender indeed. Good luck with making your now. Even though you can't avenge my husband... please do avenge my son." She said as she sits down to the corner. Her last words were mixed emotion of happy, sad and angry.

Lucas stops for a moment and turns around. "Madam, I will not let you down."

Suma looks at his back and nodded her head. A tear rolls on her chicks as she hugs a piece of rugged clothing on her chest. "Soremo, I hope I live till the day those who let you suffer dies. That way, I can tell you what happens when I pass away."

Lucas clenched his fist as he leaves the store. There are a sadness and anger on his face as his steps getting heavier. 'This world, how could they do such things!? I swear, that in this continent, that I will strip their title as a noble!'

He circled around the city to calm himself. Buying various equipment he can use in the kitchen and seeds that he wanted to raise.

Back to the dome

"Redford, why are your secret warriors are here?" Neil asks as he stares to the group of adventurers wearing a full metal armor and the adventurers who wear leather.

"I don't know either. I thought the dome is under attack! It looks like Hugo's wasting our time!" Redford reply as he glare towards Hugo.

Hugo who was the center of attention and can't help but felt ashamed of himself. 'Please, Lucas. I'm dead, I need your help!'

"What with the atmosphere?" A voice came from the top of the wall, "Oh, so the adventurers are finally here! Good! I just came back for a trip, so I'll speak directly to the point. Follow me."

"Lucas, what is this for?" Redford asks Lucas who just jump off the wall, "You said you want an expedition thing?"

Lucas nodded his head while waving his hand, telling them to follow him. Inside the dome, he offers log chairs he made from the crops. "Please sit down, I have something to offer you guys."

Redford sits down first and followed by his people, he stares at him feeling something strange, "What is it? First, Hugo said that you need us for an expedition, now you want to offer us something?"

"Haha, " Lucas laughs at him while taking out a bag of mana grains, "Actually, I want to form a group of warriors, dedicated their life in the guild and not those who serve the nobles! If you can do that, please... I need every rank B and above warriors. Also, I need an accurate crossbow user!"

Redford inhaled a cold air when he heard Lucas asking for people, it was suspicious knowing that he only depends on planteros the last battles. "What do you want from them? If you're going to use them as cannon folders... I will cut our connection!"

"Haha, old man, you're too serious! Well, I don't care about our connections but, I need warriors that are willing to learn how to ride an Acorn Horse. I need someone who wasn't afraid of heights and the most important is a person who could use my crossbow." He looks at the distance and pointed a crossbow, "That is the crossbow I want you to handle. I need sixteen for the crossbow, those are made of mahogany borrowers, so you don't have to worry."

"Ma-mahogany borrowers!?" Redford slap his knee to calm himself but he can't, "Do you have the sap?! If you still have them, we are willing to work on an exchange for sap!"

Lucas knitted his forehead as he raised his brows, "Old man... We can't do that for now, we only able to fill two tanks of water. We can't pay you unless we are done with our preparation."

Hearing his word, an adventurer with leather armor and helmet with fur of some kind of planteros raised his hands, "W-we know that the sap is important. But, we are willing to work for you if. If you could only give us a small bottle of that sap. We won't sell the sap, instead, we are planning to make a weapon out of it."

"Rangga! What are you saying!" Another adventurer with a full metal plate armor stood up held Rangga on his armor.

Blag! Redford stomps his foot on the ground, "The two of you, could you please shut up!?"

"Haha, " Lucas laughed at them, "Who would have thought that you guys have thought the same thing! Well, how about you hear me out first? I was actually planning to make a shrink string and shrink archery gloves for crossbow wielder. They don't need a quiver since I will make a proper storage for the bolts.

"I also making catapults from it. See? Now that I told you my plans with the sap, could you please let me know about your plan?"

Redford was stunned when he heard his plan, "Actually, we only plan on making a simple catapult out of it..."

Lucas smirked before asking him, "Well, then... Do I need to pay in mana grains or mahogany sap?"

"Hmp! If you got better ideas, then we prefer mana grains!" He said without budging, "Now, tell us about your plan and I will make every adventurer available to do the tasks!"

Lucas nodded slowly and told him about the plan. First, he wants to make an expedition in the endless land and kill every pine throwers in sight. He wants every planteros that couldn't be raised to be caught alive.

Second, he wants to conduct an expedition in the jungle and kill every treetans on his list. A shock resistant one, fire resistant and cold resistant.

At first, Redford and his people were hesitant about the jungle expedition. But when they heard him that he is going to lend two of his General Coconut cannon together with their horde.

The third task he wants them to work with is to become the best warrior of his fortress. He already has the blood orange Eagle, they can become a mount. Eagle has the advantage of being able to fly, but it also is useless if there are no riders who could fight for him. Lucas asks their best archers for Eagle Rider.

He also wants a horse rider, this time, he asks for a warrior that could handle spear, sword, and bow. Lastly, the 16 best crossbow user who is not only accurate but also good at decision making.

He also told them about his plan. A plan to fight back against the nobles. This is the last thing they want to hear. Everyone has their blood boiling in rage, being a country where Guild and Noble existing together, they suffer from the harassment of much stronger faction.

Redford accepts his conditions and sends Rangga to the guild to tell the receptionists to inform the best adventurers and his most trusted that it was time. He asks his people to go out of the fortress for a moment, "Lucas, I know that your fortress is under construction, but I just want to tell you an important news. The nobles finally learned about the battle between you and Marcus. At first, they ask the house of Randolf, but when they heard about their heir also died from the encounter, while losing King Tar and Melon Queen, added with the death of Elmico and disappearance of King Zan, the nobles are alerted and started to gather information about you.

"They now know about your relationship with us and Neil. They also already know about your place, we are still trying to slow down their movements. Allowing them to know about your force will be critical. I can only give you a month to prepare, that's winter. You are a threat to them, I'm sure they will going to get rid of you."

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What will happen if a human from earth pick up a hoe that could allow him to travel to another world?

Lucas was fond of farming since he was young. When he left his work, he decided to make a living out of farming. He was about to start when he tumbles into the Gods' Hoe and decided to leave his world for a world that will satisfy his pleasure.

But he did not expect that it will be more than pleasure. "Treetans, Planteros, Plantons, and Thumy. I already decided I want to conquer this world!"

First I'd like to apologize for ruining the 'new' section of webnovel with my shamelessness. Everyone should stop using 'ignore this' 15k words on the start of your chapter, well, unless you're me of course, with the hide of a whale.

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Soon the next day arrived and we prepared to set out, I looked into the polished silver hand mirror I had on hand and was satisfied with my new appearance,

Over the past two years since I have arrived in this world, I have grown stronger and taller at an above average 5'7" for my age of 15 years. My muscles have grown but are still very lean as I haven't trained my strength as much as agility, but still like before, my monstrous level of muscle density makes up for it.

I kept my hair the same with messy brown locks adorned over my head, still trimmed long enough to only have bangs showing, I never was much for long hair on men.

My face grew more handsome with the progression of puberty and I have nice western features and striking blue eyes which give off a more dignified aura than before.

I decided to support Artoria in her endeavor to become king, not only to grow in strength but to cement myself in history.

It sounds strange but, if I die, I want to at least be remembered.

I tuck away those thoughts as I look at my clothing, I still went with a brown tunic over a long sleeved white collared shirt, black trousers and brown leather boots. The main change in my clothing was the cloak, this cloak I made along with the help of Vivian during my time there.

The cloak was layered with multiple defensive runes and my own unique flair, I decided to dye it as a red and black gradient, it's starts a bright red from the start but slowly fades into black by the end, the cloak reaches to my calfs in length and covers my arms as well. The final touches of the mantle was something I decided.

As someone that likes to look cool I also lined the neck of the cloak with white fur and the ends and sides of the cloak also have gold trimmings. The final touch was the golden coat of arms at the back of the cloak. For the cost of arms I decided to pick a lion. The lion has yet to represent royalty and such at this time, so I decided to choose it. 

I mean what's as domineering in medieval Britain than the King the Beasts...?

I put down my polished silver mirror and head down the stairs only to end up face to face with Artoria, she put on a cloak as well and tied up her hair in an attempt to appear more masculine, she also wore a brown leather tunic but with a metal breastplate as well.

She gave off a dignified air, but not quite one of royalty just yet, maybe it's her dragon blood...?

She seemed immersed in my outfit before I flashed my hands on her face, she snapped out of it only to quickly become excited before yelling, "So, cool!"

"Ooops!" She covers her mouth before casting a short magic and clearing her throat. Only for me too hear,

"So cool." She said once again but with a much deeper and more masculine voice.

We stared at each other before we couldn't hold it anymore and broke into laughter, her masculine laughter only instigate me further which she responded in turn, this continued until Merlin arrived and bonked our heads then told us to follow.

We stifled our laughter before giving each other one last chuckle and proceeding after Merlin.

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Sorry for shorter interlude chapter as I wanted to plan a bit more for this arc before releasing the next chapter. 

Thanks for reading,
-RISE10

Erased from existence by a Higher Power on a whim then given three heavily restricted wishes, I’m transmigrated into the world of a shitty battle harem anime over a thousand years before the main plot, will I be alright..?

A/N I'm trying something different, If you like it, please let me know in the comments!!!
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Aurum just smiled at Vernal's antics, He recognized the tattoo on her arm. Knowing that by just meeting Logan sent her warning signs that he is a valuable ally, and a dangerous enemy. The only thing he didn't know was which of the wandering tribes she belonged to.

{Aurum} 'Things are going to be interesting for the next few years. Probably best for him to start on his partner sooner than later. An armor would be good, he really can't use aura, then... I don't know, it's really for him to decide.'

Aurum just sighed. He knew that it would be a long, hard day. As he was getting ready to leave for  the shop, Melodia entered looking around perplexed. Wondering around the store-front looking for something before she heard Aurum speak.

[Aurum] "If your looking for the client, she left already. And didn't I asked you to watch the store while I got Logan?"

[Melodia] "I had to powder my nose, and besides, Logan came in as I left. So there was no trouble."

[Aurum] "Did you even see the girl's tattoo? The bird and flower?"

[Melodia] "What about it? It was a nice tattoo, sure, but what it?"

[Aurum] "*Sigh*... She was from a wandering tribe. Which one? I'm not sure. Recently, one of them, The Branwen tribe, have been gaining power lately."

[Melodia] "You think she is one of their member's?"

[Aurum] "She's no slouch, I can tell you that. She's a trained combatant, and skilled one at that."

[Melodia] "So what are you going to do? Give then scrap?"

[Aurum] "No, they'll notice. Best, we give them decent gear for their order and they'll leave us be."

[Melodia] "Fare enough, I'll trust your instincts Mr 'Black Lion King '"

[Aurum] "As long as Carmeli and Logan are safe, I could care less. You love Logan to; Isn't that right miss 'The Singing Belladonna' ?" 

[Melodia] "I'll let Carmeli know what's going on."

[Aurum] "Thanks. Then let's get started."

{Both} 'Ha... I feel old.'

In the shop, Logan had both felt and thought in a similar way to his father and aunt. Unannounced to them, however, he had already started on the plan to deal with Vernal and her request. He had taken a sheet of steel off a rack that was 1/4 in thick, 3ft wide, and 4ft long with ease. Then he took it over to a large machine. Across the top of the machine, in big bold letters read "X-23 Automatic Cutting Bench". It had a large shelf, a computer, 4 pillars, and a crane-game like arm with a cutting torch attached to it. This all came together in the shape of an 'L'. After imputing the sizes of the machetes, Logan left it to work. Aurum walked in with a serious look on his face.

[Aurum] "Logan! Tell me what your using for the order!"

[Logan] "1055 steel!"

{Aurum} 'He always thinks ahead! That's my boy!'
[Aurum] "Good! I didn't like how she acted. We'll give them decent gear and tell them to get lost!"

[Logan] "Okay!! I started on the machetes already! Once they're done, I'll start the daggers next. The forge been lit as well!"

[Aurum] "Good! Once you start the daggers, I'll take care of the rest! Go make some armor for yourself! Use what you want! As long as you can move like you usually do, I don't care what it looks like! Once I'm done I'll help you finish!"

[Logan] "OK!"

Soon the shop came alive with the sounds of tool being used and hammers hitting metal. Soon, Melodia told Carmeli abut the order. All three adult minds soon thought the same thing. That in the next four days, will change everything. While Logan was happily working on armor for himself with a smile plastered on his face. Next to him, designs for an armor that will shock the world of Remnant.

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Day of the Order

[Carmeli] "Now Logan, tell me, what are you to do?"

Logan, who was kneeling on the ground to finish packing a backpack, finished up and closed it.
As he stood and turned around. He could be seen in his new armor, made of leather and metal over his blue-jeans, brown combat boots, and a fitted dark grey long-sleeved t-shirt. It consists of a leather shirt that has metal shoulder pads (Like halo's) attached to the leather, a large curved metal plate that covers the top half of his torso and lower neck, and pouches lined the bottom half. On his waist is a long combat knife that set on his back. On his pants were armor that covered his thighs attached with straps and hooks to the pants, with a holster on his right thigh that held a slim line pistol already inside. His calf's had basic angled shin guards that covers the knees as well. On his arms are vambrace-like armor that covered his forearms and dark leather gloves. A dark brown travel cloak hung from his shoulders, a crest could be seen sporting a lily in front of a crossed sword and hammer. None of it shined, it all looked worn and dull in the light; it may not look like much, but it is a titanium-steel alloy.

[Logan] " 'Head to the next town over, and find auntie's house. If you don't show after two days, find a shuttle that will take you to Signal academy on Patch Island. Find a teacher named Taiyang Xiao Long and give him the letter you gave me.' Mom, you gone over this three times already! If its just a simple fight I can help."

[Aurum] "This is different, if I'm correct, this will be a hunter-level fight that might destroy the house and store. We don't what you to get caught in the middle of it. So hows the armor?

Aurum spoke for Carmeli and tried to change the topic. As to lessen the sense of dread that could be felt by every one.

[Logan] "Great! You helped me lessen the weight were I don't need it and I can move easier than before!"

[Aurum] "Good! And the blueprints?"

[Logan] "Gone, like you said. Everything is in my head, and no one but me can read it."

[Aurum] "Great! Now than get going! Your scroll has the directions should you get lost. And remember one thing."
[Aurum, Carmeli, Melodia] "We love you!"

Logan left, no tears, no waving, nothing. For Logan knew everything will be fine. He will see his family again, be it sooner or later. However, unannounced to him, his journey will be long.



I was so comfy, dreaming about a life full of chocolate, and being able to eat it all without any risk at all. It the most magnificent world, but something was nagging at me, something was poking me… 

 “Esther!” Carlo shouted and I finally understood what was poking me. “I swear to God that if you don’t get up right now, I will throw a bucket of water and ice at you!” He warned pulling my covers off. 

 “My chocolate!” I whined. “What do you want Carl?” I sighed as I sat up. “What are you doing inside my room waking me up?” I yawned rubbing my eyes. 

 “You were supposed to wake up forty minutes ago!” Carl exclaimed. “Please tell me that you haven’t forgotten about the charity concert Devil Five is having today!” 

 I stared at him blankly. “Oh fuck!” I exclaimed jumping out of my bed. “Please tell me that I have some time! Enoch is going to murder me!” 

 “Twenty-five minutes.” Carl winked at me. “Hurry up!” 

 “Get out then!” I shouted as I walked over to my bathroom. 

I groaned as I took the fastest bath I have done. How could I have forgotten about the charity concert? It’s a trademark Devil Five has! We have it every single month! And it’s not like I could bail, given that it was also tradition to have Devil Five Kids, yes that means us, cover the concert whilst Devil Five is changing wardrobe. 

Grabbing something quick, given that they also give us cloth for the concert. I managed to finish getting in record time. I only had to make sure that I looked half presentable. Making sure that I wasn’t forgetting anything, I made my way, running may I add, towards the stairs… Wasn’t that great of an idea, as I managed to trip and roll down the stairs, only to stop right in front of my father. 

 “Good morning Esther,” He chuckled as he took a sip of his coffee. “In a rush are we?” 

 I rolled my eyes. “Morning Enoch,” I sighed. “Why was Carl up in my room? I thought Bryan was the one in charge of making sure we are all up and going, or maybe Ralph.” 

 “He claimed he wanted to help,” My father shrugged. “Hurry up with breakfast. Everyone is almost ready and we have a concert to attend.” 

 “Sure dude,” I winked as I rush past him into the kitchen, only to find everyone there. 

As in entered the kitchen, I couldn’t help but smile, this was my family and even when they sometimes got on my nerves, I loved them more than anything. I sat on the counter, earning a look from Guile, but then a wink, as he handed me a banana muffin. 

 “Is everyone ready?” Ralph questioned as he entered the kitchen, may I add that he never looked up from his phone. 

 “I believe,” Guile replied. 

 “Are the wives coming?” I questioned. 

 “They are meeting us on the set,” Ducky replied. “Alongside the Devil Twins.” 

 I nodded. “I knew people were missing.” They all chuckled. 

 “Let’s get going then,” Carl Rhodes spoke. “The sooner we are there, the more Devil Five Kids can practice.” 

 “Does anyone know which songs are we performing?” Hunter questioned as he kissed my cheek.” 

 “You’ll get them at the arena,” Ralph replied. “Kids,” He stared at each one of us. “Mike is taking you to the arena, you’ll meet up with Bryan and he’ll give you further instructions.” 

 “Aye.” We all replied. 

 “Devil Five,” Ralph sighed. “You are coming with me, please let’s hurry we are on a tight schedule.” 

 “Youngsters,” Mike spoke entering the kitchen. “Your ride awaits!” He laughed and we all followed him towards the car. 

Hunter, Blaze, Carl, Robert and I followed in a beeline. Entering the car, we all got into our normal ritual before a concert. The ritual consisted of placing our earbuds and listen to all the Devil Five songs to remember everything and get in the mood of the concert. 

This tradition started thanks to crazy old me. I have always been around for the concert and the crazy life of Devil Five. One night, whilst the band went to their wardrobe change, which was the time for the fans to get some food, hit the bathroom and such, I snuck into the stage, I wanted to read something, given that I had just learned how to ( I believe I was around four), I sat in the middle of the stage and started reading the poem. Some fans that were still there started shouting and encouraging me, and as time passed, the rest of the kids started joining me, whenever they were on tour. So that is the origin of our tradition… Not so interesting right? 

 “Okay everybody,” Mike spoke as he parked the car. “Bryan is already out there inside waiting for you, so please hurry up.” 

We all got out of the car and ran right into the stadium, fans were lining up and we were on strict orders to not stop and speak with the fans, given that we were running behind schedule, and also they didn’t like for us to interact with fans if there was no adult supervision, given that we already had a bad situation. 

 “Hello kids,” Bryan smiled. “You are going to be doing covers from the last album.” We all sighed, we knew them by heart. 

 “Aren’t they singing these songs too?” Blaze questioned. 

 “Yes,” Bryan sighed. “But you are doing the covers as well.” 

 “Just ignore him,” Carl chuckled. “We all do that,” He shrugged and we chuckled. “Which songs are we supposed to rock out?” 

 Bryan stared at his iPad. “Devil Soul, Set of Five, Angel Wings, and Crown.” He replied and gave us a pointed look. 

 “Set of Five,” Robert laughed. “I remember when they wrote that song.” 

 “Yeah,” I smiled remembering. “It was about us and they didn’t want us to hear it until the concert.” 

 “Yet,” Hunter smirked. “We managed to LEARN it before they played it!” 

 Carl sighed. “Good old times,” He spoke. “Now, who’s playing what?” 

 “I vote for sticking to our best instrument and or ability,” Robert suggested. “Those in favour say aye!” 

 “Aye!” Everyone replied and I groaned. 

 “I don’t want to sing!” I whined. 

 “You have the voice of an angel,” Carl smiled. “Guitar.” 

 “Drums over here,” Robert replied. “Do you guys know if the Devil Twins know how to play any instrument?” 

 I shrugged. “I don’t know,” I answered. “But it’s not like they need to know.” 

 “But Esther!” Carl refuted. “When you were their age, you already played the violin, guitar, bass, you sang and you knew a bit of drum.” 

 I raised an eyebrow scared. “You make me sound like a complete nerd!” I laughed. 

 “I’ll ignore you two,” Hunter rolled his eyes. “I’m with the bass.” 

 “I’m on the piano then.” Blaze smiled at me. “I just have one question,” We all turned to him. “Carl, are you going to be able to keep up with the guitar solo in Devil Soul?” I rolled eyes. 

 “Esther,” Carl sing-sang. “I was going to ask for your help. We all know that I am nowhere as near as good as you are, but you do own the voice of an angel.” 

 I groaned. “Guys!” I whined. “You describe me as if I were a prodigy of some sort,” I huffed. “Carl I am more than sure that you are cable of doing the solo! I have all my faith in you!” 

 “Kids,” Bryan sighed. “Devil Five has just arrived,” A collective groaned was heard. “Esther, please help Carl with that solo.” 

 I gave an evil eye to Carl. “You are singing more than backups with me in that song.” 

 “I love you!” Carl laughed and blew me a kiss. 

Bryan was right, Devil Five was here as the screams and the commotion got worst than before. I moved towards a window, only to see them waving at their fans, smiling as they took pictures of them. The barrier was being shaken, and I saw how all of them took several steps back until security appeared and moved them inside the stadium. 

I took in a deep breath, if they were here, it meant that makeup, hair and wardrobe were just around the corner. As if I were a magician, our team barged through the door, barking orders to everyone, and just like that we all started getting ready. 

 I was falling asleep on my chair as the woman kept pulling my hair when I felt a soft kiss on my cheek. “Esther?” Blaze smiled as I opened my eyes. 

 “Hey,” I whispered with a small smile. His eyes were glowing with happiness. 

 “Do you know if we have to match?” He questioned and I frowned. 

 “I have no clue,” I shrugged. “Why does everyone assumes I know everything?” I questioned and he shrugged. “Although, wait, is match or match with our parents?” 

 “With parents.” He replied. 

 I shook my head, only to feel my hair being ripped, I gave the stinky eye to the lady on my hair. “Beats me,” I shrugged. “I can call my dad and ask him, I mean, Bryan didn’t tell us and wardrobe is not here.” Finally, the lady was done with my hair and she moved away. 

 Before I could even take out my door, Ralph was bursting through the door with our wardrobe. “Devil Five Kids! Listen up!” He shouted. “We are matching today, your outfits are here.” 

 I stared at him with my eyes wide open. “Pretty please with cherries on the top, tell me that you have another option for me so that I don’t have to wear leather pants!” I whined as the rest chuckled. They all had normal dads. 

 “Yes,” Ralph pointed out. “You have two options,” He showed me the first one. “Either wear the same outfit as your father or,” He grabbed a dress. “Wear this leather dress.” 

 I cringed at the short leather dress he held up. “Heck, give me the pants!” I exclaimed. “I will never wear a leather dress!” Everyone laughed. 

 “Hurry up kids!” Ralph shouted. “You’re out in twenty!” And with that, he left us. 

I stared at my friend and we all started laughing. Even when this wasn’t our everyday life, we did enjoy every moment of it!

Esther Gunner, the only daughter to famous Rockstar Enoch Gunner, lead singer of Devil Five, has decided to write down her life so that people read it and figure out that it isn't as simple and easy as movies picture it. 

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