The First stories we are collaborating together will be about the two MC's of our original stories "The Overpowered Mage: A New Age Of Magic" and "The Demon Sorceress"

Lists of thoughts... Random thoughts... (considered as communion to God Almighty!)


Zhang Zian was busy the whole day and now it was almost time for him to go to bed. 
Zhang Zian had been exhausted throughout the day, but now that he knew the elves' lives could be extended, his tiredness vanished completely. However, he hadn't told the news to Old Time Tea or the other elves yet. As Pi had said, it wasn't the right time. If he hastily told the news to everyone, they would be too expectful. The reality might be too disappointing. For that reason, they might as well not know about it in the first place. 
Even if the lifetime of the elves really could be extended infinitely, the elves had to go through an extremely difficult process to do so. Judging from Pi's stern expression as it read the untitled book, Zhang Zian figured that this may be his biggest challenge and trial since he downloaded the Pet Hunter game.
Although he couldn't understand the untitled book, whether it was the Hyperwebster Dictionary, The Book of Sand, or a fantasy book from another civilization in the universe, he was still very grateful for it. Without it, he wouldn't have found out about such reassuring and hopeful news.
The elves had fallen asleep, one after the other. Before going to sleep, Richard had been very active that night, as if everything put him in a good mood. Zhang Zian had to hang it upside down to calm it down. 
When everyone was in bed, Pi was still sitting in front of the computer, typing away.
"Pi, did the noise bother you?" Zhang Zian came over and asked. He knew how annoying Richard and Snowy Lionet were.
Pi shook its head no.
"Well, we're all going to bed now. Please go to sleep as soon as you finish writing." Zhang Zian brought over a small desk lamp. The lamp light was turned away from the bedroom, so it wouldn't affect anyone's sleeping.
He didn't plan on telling Pi what he was doing later, because he wasn't sure whether he would be successful or not. He didn't want Pi to be disappointed after giving it so much hope. 
Pi grinned and nodded.
Zhang Zian glanced at the elves again. After confirming that each elfin was in its correct place, he turned off the ceiling light. 
With the light from the desk lamp and his own nightlight, he laid on his bed and stared at the ceiling, listening to Pi type. He thought about the elves' lives for a while, and then thought about the situation of Uncle Li's diner. He tried to allow all of his thoughts to occupy his mind and keep himself from falling asleep.
About an hour later he heard a click, and the fan noise from the laptop disappeared. Pi turned off the desk lamp and the room grew darker. It climbed into the basket hammock chair to go to sleep.
Zhang Zian kept his eyes open for a while, and almost fell asleep. He pinched his thighs to keep himself awake. 
He looked up and guessed that Pi had already fallen asleep. Then, he grabbed his cell phone by his pillow and opened the Qidian app.
That day, as he watched Pi write, he had secretly browsed the Internet on his cell phone, trying to find out what the amazing reading lists were.
After he finished researching, he knew that reading lists were an important supplement to the Official Recommendation Spots from the Qidian website. A reading list was created by an individual, who would list his or her favorite books and the reasons why they would recommended those books on their list. If other readers agreed with the owner's suggestions, they would start following the creator of the list. The reading list owners were similar to bloggers who reviewed digital products on video websites, and the digital products recommended by bloggers tended to receive more attention. Some reading list owners even had tens of thousands of followers. 
After careful searching, Zhang Zian discovered that the reading list owners were roughly divided into two categories. One type introduced and reviewed each book in great length, while the other kind of reading list owners introduced each book with only one sentence. The former type attracted much more followers than the latter. After all, through the detailed evaluations and introductions, the readers could tell that the reading list owners had put in a lot of work into every book. 
That day, he had mentally noted the reading list owners' IDs who wrote long book reviews and then went to the comment sections of their lists. He first ruled out the most popular reading list owners, because in their comment sections, numerous authors or authors who pretended to be readers were promoting their own books. Those reading list owners wouldn't be able to read all the books being recommended to them, even if they tried to read 24 hours a day.
As for the reading list owners that attracted fewer followers, their comment sections were basically empty. It wouldn't be helpful for Zhang Zian to advertise Pi's novel in those lists. 
After more research, he targeted a reading list owner who had the tenth most followers. The ID name of the reading list owner was Morning Gorilla Star, who was mentioned by the author of Diplomats of the Underworld. 
Morning Gorilla Star had written down his requirements about posting advertisements in his comment: Do not copy and paste your ads. I will promote urban novels that have no or only one female protagonist.
Zhang Zian felt relieved when he read these requirements. He was extremely popular with women, and many cute girls were desperately hoping to be his girlfriend. Pi had just hidden this fact while writing the novel based on the life in Zhang Zian's pet shop. Therefore, Pi's novel had managed to meet Morning Gorilla Star's requirements.
Advertising was like sending resumes to hiring managers. The key points of the novel must be written as concisely as possible. What was the highlight of Pi's novel? It certainly wasn't that the protagonist didn't have a girlfriend! 
He typed on his phone: Can I promote my own book? The title of the book is Pet King. The protagonist, who is the owner of a pet shop, downloads a game that can capture elves. Together with the elves, he witnesses the growth of the pet shop. There is no female protagonist in this book. 
He thought it over and added "Currently" in front of the sentence, "There is no female protagonist in this book." Then, he satisfyingly clicked the "Send" button.
After sending the message, Zhang Zian repeatedly refreshed the comment section and anxiously waited for a reply from the reading list owner, just like a job seeker who was constantly refreshing emails and nervously waiting for replies after sending out his resume. Zhang Zian had read the books recommended by Morning Gorilla Star, and all the books were well-written. Perhaps Morning Gorilla Star wouldn't think Pi's novel was good enough. However, Zhang Zian hoped that Morning Gorilla Star, who had read countless books, could at least tell him why Pi's novel failed to be recommended by him. In that case, Zhang Zian could help Pi revise the novel. Zhang Zian was acting like a job seeker who was close to starving to death and desperately needed a job, whatever the job was, to feed himself.
Since it was nearly one o'clock in the morning, the owner had probably gone to bed already. Watching his comment drowning in other comments from authors promoting their own books, Zhang Zian couldn't help but sigh in dismay.
Perhaps he sighed too loud, because Zhang Zian heard a squeaking sound come from the hammock chair. It sounded like Pi had turned over.
He locked his phone screen and waited a little longer. He didn't unlock his phone until there wasn't any more sounds coming from the chair.
What should he do?
He was very sleepy. Should he wait till the reading list owner woke up and try advertising again? 
No, he shouldn't wait. Tomorrow, Pi would receive its first Minor Recommendation Spot. If its novel failed to be ranked in the top three or top four spots, it might never have a chance to receive a recommendation again.
With that thought, he decided to advertise on another reading list. Advertising was just like begging, and as long as he could swallow his pride now, he would gradually become thick-skinned. 
This time, he lowered his expectations by moving his attention from the reading list owners with tens of thousands of followers to ones with hundreds of followers, hoping that some of them hadn't fallen asleep yet.
Zhang Zian noticed that there was one whose ID was Yang Chenkong. In his reading list, Yang Chenkong wrote reviews with thousands of words for each book and offered many thoughtful insights. However, Yang Chenkong only had a mere 3,000 followers. Would it really be useful to advertise in this list?
Zhang Zian desperately went to the comment section. To his surprise, he saw that this reading list owner was still online, discussing his opinions with his friends about a certain book. 
Zhang Zian hadn't read the book that they were talking about. However, from reading their conversation, Zhang Zian felt as if he had read it and learned about its successes and failures. From observing, Zhang Zian could tell that Yang Chenkong was very professional. 
For some reason, the comment section of his reading list was blank and had no advertisements. Zhang Zian chuckled to himself. He could take advantage of this rare opportunity to advertise. 
There were some basic rules of advertising for all reading lists. Unlike like people who put advertisements in bathrooms,  book-promoting advertisements couldn't be randomly posted. Each reading list owner had different requirements for advertisements. For example, Morning Gorilla Star had explicitly stated that he would only recommend novels with no or one female protagonist. Yang Chenkong, however, had a wide range of book choices. Except for supernatural novels, Yang Chenkong basically read every genre. 
However, the most difficult thing was that the list owner didn't specify which book genres he would recommend, and Zhang Zian didn't know how to cater to his preferences. After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Zian rewrote the message that he had sent to Morning Gorilla Star. He deleted the sentence "Currently, there is no female protagonist in this book." He added, "Feel free to read the sample chapters, but don't blame me if you're poisoned (Translator's Note: Read and Poison sound the same in Chinese)," hoping that his self-deprecating tone would draw Yang Chenkong's attention. 
After clicking "Send", he was too tired to repeatedly refresh the comment section as he did before. It was almost half past one in the morning, and he would need to get up early that day.
Putting down his cell phone, Zhang Zian lay down flat on the bed. Soon, he was half-awake and half-asleep, and he would completely fall asleep at any moment. 
In the darkness, Pi had been watching him the whole time. It had barely moved, except to slightly change its posture after its legs started to get numb.
Pi had always known about Zhang Zian's actions. It could tell from Zhang Zian's exhaustion. 
Since Zhang Zian was so tired, it wouldn't matter if he did these things later, right?
Pi opened its mouth and silently imitated the shape of someone saying "thank you."
What?
Zhang Zian thought he heard something. It seemed like someone was talking to him. He barely could open his eyes. His drowsiness was as heavy as a mountain, pressing down on his eyelids.
He looked around and found nothing out of the ordinary. He unlocked his phone screen and saw that it was past two in the morning. 
Since he hadn't logged out from the Qidian app yet, he clicked open Yang Chenkong's comment section, the second reading list owner he advertised on that night, hoping to find Yang Chenkong's review on Pi's novel. However, he found no review, and saw that the advertisement he had posted was gone.
No wonder the comment section was so empty. As it turned out, Yang Chenkong deleted all of the advertisements in his comment section. Zhang Zian's efforts were again all in vain. 
He couldn't keep his eyes open anymore. He shoved his cell phone under his pillow and fell asleep.


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

Ye Xiao was a superior cultivator in his previous life. The three factions of the Qing-Yun Realm killed millions of people every time they attempt to seize cultivation resources. Wealthy towns turn to wastelands in just a single night. They covered up their crime with assertion that the towns were suffering from pestilence and disasters.
They forcibly held all the resources for cultivation, monopolized all valuable practice materials, and kept outsiders from cultivating so that only their three factions could cultivate in the realm. Ye Xiao declared war against the three factions in retaliation of their actions. He fought alone and ended up dying in vain. However, he is reborn into the mortal body of a 16 year-old boy. He will use the powers he cultivated in his last life and slaughter his way back into the Qing-Yun Realm. The story begins!
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Release Rate: 14 Chapters/Week; 1 chapter from Monday to Saturday, and 8 chapters every Sunday.

I read again the diary of Red. I cried inside my room. All of his regrets were written and it is too late.


If only he said early that he loves me then I won't be afraid of fighting for our love.



After my worked, I visited him daily. I drive on my own.I touched his hand and stayed for a long time. I decided to nightly visit him and watch him sleeping.



I choose Red, though I also had feelings for Louie.



Yes, Red often makes me feel bad but I loved him so much. He is my world. He imprinted all good and bad memories in my mind. I won't forgive myself if I didn't make any action just to show how much I loved him.



I observed him and prayed for him to wake up. I even helped his parents and relative in taking care of him.



Sometimes I was left in his room and all night be there for him.



I once brought kitkats and eat inside. I cried while eating because it reminds me of him. He loves eating kitkat because it is my favorite chocolate that I often give to him whenever he is sad.



I am so helpless when his family decides to remove all of his life support and will donate his body organs to those who needed. They thanked me for everything and for all of my efforts but their decision won't change anymore.



I nightly cried inside my room and Louie was worrying to me. So he everyday gives me white roses and tries to be funny all the time.





After one week, Red's mother called me and said that Red is now at heaven.

I don't react because he is no longer alive and I think I must burn his diary or throw it to the beach.



I lost him without telling that I love him too and I want to spend my life with him.



It was my fault. I prioritized my pride first rather than surrendering my feelings.



I moved away and ignored him because I want him out of my life.

Now I am blaming myself and can't move on.



I am hurt deeply by what the fate has given to me.So I never talked for 3 days to Louie. I just often sit near our red tree after worked.One day I looked down to the soil and remember my dream. This is my dream when Red is digging the soil and gets a paper.



I dig it and shocked to found the paper in the bottle.



"It was true..." I silently said.



I opened it and saw my handwritten 10 years ago.



It was my Love List for my dream man.



I read it and here's my lists:



Love Lists:

My guy is:

>Sweet

>Kind

>Respectful

>Liked by my father and liked my father

>Loves me so much

>Famous.

>hard working

>makes me feel so special

>gives me freedom

>good in decision making

>never criticize others

>never get angry or hold grudge on others

>Super attracted to me

>Funny

>loves to cook

>Caring

>attractive

>Wants to help the world

>never thinks of cheating

>proud of me

>Adventurous

>money is flowing in him

>Wants to travel with me

>Sexy or good body appearance

>loves dogs

>same energies of me

>never doubt on me

>wear eyeglasses

>Intelligent

>equal or more than 5'7 tall

>pointed nose

>chinito

>good analytical skills

>good in math and verbal

>wants to kiss me, hug me, and touch me

>honest to me

>thinks of me every break time of work

>humble

>wealthy

>when he first saw me, he thinks I am pretty and likes me

>his family was well known and highly respected

>his parents likes me

>spontaneous when with me

>only guy who kisses my hand and touches my cheek

>health conscious

>helpful

>loves giving gifts to me

>strong willed

>take good care of himself

>loves combing my hair and wants me to comb his hair

>optimist

>brings me high

>often gives me roses

>Trust me

>loves the world

>knows how to drive a car

>admired by all

>have formal manners

>loves reading my novel

>good in advising

>white skin

> healthy hair

> loves singing

>supports my dream

>knows to play any kind of instrument

>good in handling money

>balance in work and relationship

>ambitious

>understanding

>same beliefs as mine

>trust me

>loves to paint

>I am his dream girl

>treat me like a princess or his Queen

>family oriented

>good in dealing with people

>doesn't talk so much

>fashionable and neat appearance

>taking care of me

>teach me on beautiful things

>organize on all things

>always find ways to be with me

>protects me

>calls me every night just to say I LOVE YOU

>loves color white

>I am his second and last girlfriend (forever love)

>wants to settle down with me

>Faithful to God

>Highly blessed

>Educated —course related to Engineering/Psychology/Computer/Accounting

>Accepts me for who I am

>Hides my weakness and gives me strength

>Age is within 25 to 30

>he will say that I am his dream girl

>he will say that he wants me to be his lady

>tells me if he is jealous on other guys





Out of 90, he got 17 from the characteristics. Most of them describes Louie but I am not sure if this love list works. I don't care because there is no miracle that will happen even if I read this.



This is only a fairy tale that I had written when I imitate Ophra's advised to order the man of my dream from the Universe.



I wish it was Red but it is too late.



I looked down and tears fall quickly in my cheeks while I am reading my lists.



There was a last sentence written on my wishlist. I read it and became relax for no reason.



"Dear Universe, I wish that this guy exists, so that we can both love and nurture the world together." My last sentence.



"This guy is impossible. No one exist like this." I silently said and wiped my tears.

Avita Cruz is a female hardworking Computer Analyst who believes in law of the Universe. She was secretly inlove to Red for a long time , her ex-college friend, who became so closed to her until they graduated, that makes her do not look for other guy.

However, time goes , they get matured, they separated and met other persons in their life without speaking out their true feelings.

Red unexpectedly died in car accident, causing Avita to mourn and thinks about their wasted past after realizing that Red also loved her during college days...

Avida being depressed jumped to the cliff then unexpectedly woke up in times when she was a college student with Red being alive and young.

Given a second chance to change her ways, she grabs the opportunity to love Red and make him feel important...

Nisus, That was all that needed to be said in the classroom for people to be quiet
Nisus was someone that anyone, including adults, would eventually come to respect as a person
Nisus stopped others from being bullied, he'd kick their ass if he caught people picking on someone else
He was rich and his parents cared about him more than anything else in their life, even going as far as to call in for work when he caught a little cold
But the problem for Nisus was, He didn't actually care about any of that, he did it to add some spice to his life
You see Nisus, after having extremely overprotective parents Nisus started to try and get into danger
He even jumped off a cliff once, Just for the thrill, He made friends with some of the guys and drank and smoke
It was all a normal life, albeit with more 'Good Deeds' Than a normal person, even though he wasn't specifically trying for them to be good deeds
That's why anytime someone says Nisus's name, they stay quiet, Ever since Nisus had gotten in the middle of a massive shootout with a school shooter and died
That day everyone felt their own weakness, and also felt terrible that such an 'amazing' person was killed because of their fear...
*****
(Haha that was fun!) Nisus thought while floating in a weird black space (But where am I?)
"Hello, mortal" A man appeared in front if Nisus and said with a bored tone and sighing
"Umm hello?" Nisus answered but then widened his eyes "Is this like those fanfics and Novels that I read!? Am I going to be reincarnated into a crazy awesome world with wishes that make me overpowered and then get a huge harem and become a powerful figure into that world and eventually conquer the world with my women!" He asked excitedly listing off everything he's ever imagined
The god just nods with a a bored expression "You get 6 wishes... also the world will be random..." The god says in his bored voice
Nisus smiles (Finally... all that anime I watched, manga I read, Fanfictions and lists and lists of wishes I would pick go into this moment)
"I want Genekinesis, But make it so every race I've ever watched on tv or anime is programmed into my mind, and let me be able to change the genes of someone else, in fact, let me control the cells on a molecular level as well..."
"Whatever..." 
Nodding Nisus lists off his second wish "Can you make me have some innate ability that makes women attracted to me as long as they don't have a specifically bad impression of me?"
"Ah... the harem route?"
Nodding Nisus lists off his third wish "Can I have GOB with all the weapons inside, including Avalon and Excalibur also Rho ais?" (A/N: I had to... don't look at me like that!... *Turns away with an embarrassed face)
"Are you trying to rule the world or something kid?... what if you get into some small powered world... like bubble guppies or a Disney movie?" Then just shaking his head the god tells him to proceed
"I want you to add all of the Imperial arms from Akame Ga Kill inside of GOB," He says and then stops to think about his last two wishes
"I want to be able to travel to any world I want with just a thought, The way this will work will be a screen that has every possible world in existence and also it's danger level from 10-1" Nisus finishes, this way he will never be bored like in his last life
"You will have to have a significant event done in the current world before you go to a new world" The god replies "The screen will show you when you have done a significant enough event to go to the next world"(A/N: This is the one you limit!? you dumbass god... you're making him way too powerful!!)
The god looks up (Shut the f*CK up little B*tch you're just the slave so keep on writing)
(A/N: "...")
Nodding in satisfaction The god tells Nisus one more time the limit for multiverse travel
Nodding Nisus asks"Can I know which world I'm going to go first before I pick this last wish?" As he asks this a wheel with a bunch of names appear in front of him
"Just spin it..." The god says and Nisus Spins it
Mcu/Comicsverse, Shows up on the wheel and Nisus smiles (I don't know much about marvel but I do know that it's rarely boring)
"My last wish is to have a mindscape that allows me to train without time passing in the real world, I will also be able to bring others that I've seen to fight with, and also allow this Mindscape to be impenetrable and no one will be able to read my mind" Nisus finishes hoping this would count as one wish
"Whatever bye have a nice life and stuff..." The god replies and snaps his fingers causing Nisus to have golden light envelop him
*****
Strolling through Camelot with his mother Nisus stops and holds his head, This was him regaining his memories and knowledge about his power's
"Come on Nisus We news to see the new king!" His mother yells at him and starts to drag him away
(It seems that The god actually programmed every race I've ever heard of haha) Nisus thinks to himself remembering the genetic code of a vampire, Werewolf, and even a devil, He smiled at the thought of changing his race to wherever he wants...
"All hail King Arthur!" The man on a pedestal said and the whole crowd bowed
Nisus on the other hand didn't understand, since he's from the modern days he didn't know proper etiquette "Nisus!" His mother said through gritted teeth
"You!" A few guards surrounded Nisus "Why aren't you bowing!?" They say as they unhealthy their swords
"Ohhh I get it now," Nisus says and gets into a bowing position while slowly changing the genetic code of the guards
As they walk away they start to realize somethings wrong "Wheres my dick!?" One guard yelled in surprise
"My penis!!"
Nisus smiles hearing their words and doesn't notice the blonde feminine-looking king starting at him...
*****
"What do you think Merlin... was it that man?" The king asks Merlin
"I'm not sure... but anyone that can change someone on that level is powerful and very skilled in magic... I wonder how he did it" Merlin starts to float in wonder
"Will the welsh dragon be able to determine if he can use magic?... and if he can then what should we do with him?... Morgana is already getting more powerful..." The king said with a sigh on 'his' Blank face
"Artoria let's stop thinking about this and get ready for your queen, she'll be here tomorrow," Merlin said and smiled while vanishing in flowers...

(A/N: Yah Mc is Op as F*** right now... but anyway I wanted to say that the only reason that there are fate characters here is that I just wanted to add the historical ones, so I just changed them to how they are in fate... Including Nobunaga😉, but that's for later on)




Disclaimer: The first 20 or so chapters are complete bullshit! I was new at writing and stuff so yeah... It's just not too good, There wasn't much development with the relationships and stuff, a quick summary. He has Medea and Circe as his lovers, they are his lovers due to being a prize for beating a dungeon built by Hera, Anyway, You don't really need to read these chaps, but too understand Mcs powers and personality then I suggest doing so... Though you'd understand eventually even if you skipped... Here the synopsis
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What if you had a good life, hell an incredibly good life, except... you were always bored, you were also kept on a short leash by your parents, Well for Nisus the answer was easy, Just die... This is the story of an up and coming hero in the marvel universe with overpowered wishes

 I'm mixing Mythology in here, so don't expect it to be strictly how Mcu is, along with having some fate elements in here...not the plot but some of the characters(Like Artoria and a few other women ;-)

The story starts around 500 Ad

Also, Harem so if you don't like Harems steer clear of this fanfic

Also, Mc is kind of a Sex addict... like he has sex with a lot of people... won't show it though

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Somewhere in Africa, a four-year-old girl looked at the image on the screen and gave a "wow." "Brother, brother, is he one of us?"
Standing next to her was a young black man in his twenties.
He observed for a long while before he shook his head. "No, the technology used in this suit is very different from ours."
The little girl hummed a song as she swiped the screen. Suddenly, she cheered. "Haha, I found him! Look, brother!"
The young black man looked at the black man on the screen and frowned. "Search our database."
"No similar targets." The results were soon displayed on the screen.
The little girl bounced around the room and poked at the black man on the screen. "He's even better-looking than you, brother."
The young black man asked, "Are you sure?"
The little girl said, "It's true. Even if we calculate it with the computer, his features are still prettier than yours."
The young black man said, "…Let's go, Shuri. It's time for class."
The little girl giggled. "Wow, you're angry, you're angry."
The young man followed her helplessly. "How can that be, I'm not that petty…"
…
Luke's first day back in Los Angeles was peaceful.
The next day, Selina went to work alone and Luke took the secondhand Ford to the police academy.
Before he had even done two rounds around the training field, Remick called him over.
"Luke, are you done with your list?" Remick's hair was a mess and he had eyebags. He had probably been working overtime a lot recently.
The police department was urging him to hurry up. It hadn't even been three weeks, and they were already planning to drag the rookies out on duty to mitigate the lack of police officers in Los Angeles.
Luke said, "Why the rush? I have a preliminary list. You can have that first."
Remick was relieved.
While one less name list wasn't a big deal, he still hoped that there would be some more talents on Luke's list.
Compared with the lists from the other detectives, he had higher expectations for Luke's list.
When he accepted Luke's personal notebook and read the names in it, Remick raised his head in surprise. "So many?"
The other detectives only had twenty to thirty people on their lists, but Luke had more than fifty.
Even if there were more than six hundred trainees, that was still too many.
Luke coughed and said, "It's probably only the twenty or so on the first page that meet your requirements, while the ones on the second page…"
Bang!
The door to Remick's office was flung open and a black baldie walked in.
"Dogsh*t, this is all dogsh*t! Our SWAT isn't an ordinary patrol team. How are we supposed to know which students are suitable?" the black baldie yelled into the phone he was holding.
Looking at their expressions, he said helplessly, "Okay, let's talk later."
The black baldie was none other than Harrison, the SWAT captain.
After hanging up, he yelled at Remick, "What are you doing? We're SWAT officers, not patrol officers. Are you going to be able to use the people I pick?"
More importantly, he himself couldn't use the people he had an eye on.
SWAT had always selected elites from the L.A. police force, but these students weren't even official police officers.
After they became official police officers, they would have to work for at least another two to three years before they could enter SWAT's candidate list.
Remick said, "Harrison, everybody has to submit a list. It's not like we're picking a team for you."
Harrison snorted.
That was exactly what he was most unhappy about. He was going to all this trouble and got nothing out of it himself. SWAT had been under even more pressure recently.
Harrison had been talking to the teams recently, and all of them were asking HQ for reinforcements.
Naturally, all these requests for manpower were running up against a wall.
Luke chuckled. "You need some people? Let me recommend some good seedlings."
Harrison was surprised. "Are you serious? These are students."
Luke picked up the notebook that Remick had placed on the table. "Take a look at the second page. I don't think they're suitable candidates for detectives, but you might be able to use some of them."
Harrison read the notebook for a moment, and his eyes lit up. "There are people like these?"
Luke nodded with a smile. "What do you think? Getting people to help you is one thing, but some of them are good enough for logistics and support, and don't have to follow you out in a rain of bullets."
Harrison read the descriptions over and over again and nodded repeatedly. "Yes, I can apply for them to become regular interns at our control center. If there's a mission, we can get them to be logistics support. As long as there are eight or ten we can use, they can take over the work of three or five official members."
Saying that, he raised his head and looked at Remick. "I've been helping you out with the training for so long. It's your turn now, old buddy."
Remick put his hand to his forehead. "That's against the rules, Harrison."
Harrison gave him the universal hand signal. "Cut the crap! Are you going to give them to me or not?"
Remick hesitated for a few seconds before he lowered his head in despair. "You go and handle the transfer procedures yourself. I'm just a training supervisor, okay?"
Harrison sneered and tore out the second page of Luke's notebook. He folded it carefully and put it in his pocket. "Remember, you never saw this list, okay?"
Remick: "…Okay."
He was already in his forties, and the list was gone; only a ghost would remember those thirty or so names.
Something like this wouldn't affect Remick's relationship with Harrison.
The L.A. police department would always be short of manpower; one had to be shameless if they wanted to grab people for their own.
An old guy making a scene in his boss's office to get the person he wanted was a very common thing.
And generally speaking, a boss wouldn't do anything to a capable veteran who could get things done, much less refuse to give his subordinate any support!
Harrison firmly believed in Luke's eye. He was in desperate need of help, so he was quick to take Luke's "blacklist."
The people on the list had more shortcomings than strengths, but those strengths really stood out.
Harrison was a professional captain who had trained newbies for more than ten years. He could definitely squeeze out their value.
At that moment, Luke asked Remick, "Is Claire Coulson on any of the other lists?"
Remick was stumped for a moment before he understood. "She's yours?"
"Sister." Luke gave him an affirmative answer. "She already has an acceptance letter from USC, so…"
Remick naturally understood, but he still sighed. "Your sister's name is on everyone's lists. Did you teach her?"
Luke was amused. "You'll have to ask her father that. He's been a town sheriff for more than ten years."
Remick was enlightened. "It runs in the family. No wonder!" He became even more friendly after that.


Luke has transmigrated to the United States, but eventually realizes that this United States is different from the United States of his previous life. Here, the superpowers and characters from the movies in his previous life actually exist. How will Luke fare in a world where such terrifying superpowers exist? 
Fortunately, he has a cheat – the Super Detective System.
Join Luke on his new journey toward becoming a detective.


This conversation had lasted long, and Sophia had already returned with two keycards and book lists in hand. 

"Ladies, here's your keycards for your dorm rooms, and here's your specific book lists for the courses and lessons you'll be taking, your class schedules, and I've included a map of ZALE as well," she said as she handed the two girls what she was previously holding.

Lily linked her arm in Emma's. 

"Well, off we go then. Let's get our books, and then we can get checked in our dorm rooms," she said while admiring the key to their accommodation for the next few months. It had an intricate design of the ZALE coat of arms; an intricate design with a crown at its top, and a lion as its mascot, it being the symbol of royalty and power. On the bottom of the keycard, was ZALE's motto, 'Esse Aut Non Esse Gratum Ad Societatem'; which was to be or not to be acceptable for society in Latin. 

Emma on the other hand was looking at the lengthy list Sophia had just given her. There were at least twenty books they needed to pick up, and if she wanted to fit in a study session before the first day of school, she had to pick them up, pronto. 

She had set a goal to be top of the class, and she was committing to it. 

As she and Lily left the administration office, Emma scanned the map, finding the quickest shortcut to the on-campus bookstore. She guided Lily across ZALE's gardens, and in a matter of a few minutes, they entered the ZALE bookstore. 

ZALE's bookstore was massive for something used to sell and store books and materials. 

Fortunately, the girls had arrived around the time most students were already checked in and already in their dorm rooms, so they were the only two people there, other than the two exceptions of the librarian, and the bookstore owner. 
Cubicles and racks of wrapped books were neatly arranged on the first-floor bookstore, and the two girls noticed the bookstore seemed to double as a library, having two floors, the two being connected with two grand staircases that led to the top of the building, which was the school library. 

The library had wooden tables and chairs placed everywhere, with ZALE branded stationery arranged neatly on top, a perfect place for students wanting to study in peace, and not having to worry about getting disturbed.

While most other girls that attended ZALE were more obsessed about how they looked, who they hung out with and gossiping about the latest drama, Emma found the library and bookstore as her sanctuary.  Ever since she was a child, she had always loved reading books, despite the fact she could barely afford any. She read whatever she could find. Ratty books that used to be in the palace library, cookbooks, any book in general. Never in her life had she seen a place with this many books, novels, and every other thing she desired to read. 

She knew that she'd soon get accustomed to the library, as study sessions were already forming in her head. But that wasn't why she was here now. She had to get her books before she could dive into studying. Now was not the time to get distracted by the tempting call of the books surrounding her. 

"Where is the lady in charge of giving us our books?" Lily asked, looking around. 

Emma pointed towards a lady drowned in books. The top of her head was barely visible as books were piled all around her. 

"There, that desk with the books, there's someone there," Emma stated.

The two girls walked towards the desk, stopping a few centimetres away from the desk, almost scared the mountains of books would suddenly topple all over them. 

Lily cleared her throat. 

"Ma'am?" She asked. 

A head shot up from the books. A lady with brown eyes, tan skin and curly black hair stared at the two girls. 

Her name tag had the name Evelyn embedded into it, as well as her last name, Faust. She looked to be in her mid-thirties. 

"Are you here for your books?" She asked, closing the book she was previously focused on. 

Lily nodded. 

"Do you have your book lists?" Evelyn asked impatiently. 

Lily spoke up, "Yes, we do." 

She stood up, and the girls noticed what she was wearing. She was wearing a white sweater, grey culottes, and a red shawl. The red shawl she wore didn't seem to match with whatever she wore, but it seemed to be a staple of her outfit and stood out the most. 

"Alright, hand it over, I'll make sure your books are brought to your room by sundown," she said, taking the book lists Emma and Lily had handed to her. 

Emma raised her eyebrow. 

"Brought to our rooms?" She asked curiously. She wanted to get her books as soon as possible, knowing that she wouldn't have time to study if she got her books by sundown. 

The lady nodded, her expression speaking for her. There was no negotiating out of this one. They could do nothing about this slight problem. 

While Lily didn't seem to mind, Emma was indignant. 

"Bringing too much books would strain your muscles, and we wouldn't want out students getting injuries, especially not before their first day," she explained, seeming like she had expected the two girls to know that already. 

"Oh, right. I knew that," Emma muttered, particularly displeased that she wasn't allowed to take a sneak peek of her books. 

Lily shot her an encouraging look, knowing how she was feeling about this all. 

How spoilt could the students here be? Straining a muscle? That seemed unreasonable, and was unlikely, Emma thought. 

Was ZALE always this restrictive? 

She fought back the urge to glare at Evelyn. 

If the students in ZALE weren't allowed to carry that much books because it would simply higher the probability of 'straining a muscle', what else were they not allowed to do?

“I want to make you mine. Just mine. Forever and only.” 

———

Two centuries ago, Princess Madison of Zenovia died to protect her kingdom. Her selfless deed had gotten her reincarnated as the royal’s maid’s daughter hundreds of years afterwards, not being pursued by only one, but two princes of Zenovia. Will she finally get her way and sit on the throne that was her very own birthright?

The competition is getting fierce. Looks like someone will chase Emma if the other two princes of Zenovia won’t take initiative. But who will she end up with at the very end? 

———

“Miss Grey, what can you tell us about your father?” Julius asked. 

Emma furrowed her brows. 

“Excuse me?” She asked. She had never known much about her father, and when she was called to the throne room, she hadn’t expected to be asked such...personal questions. 

She thought Julius was joking, but his serious look didn’t say the same. 

“My mother never told me about him. Other than the fact that he had the last name, Kennedy. That’s all I’ve ever known of him,” Emma answered, unsure of how her father was related to any of this.

The King and Queen gasped. 

She really was the daughter of the late Duke. 

The King explained to the confused Emma what was going on.

“Ms Grey, this ‘Kennedy’ you are speaking about, is the late Duke Kennedy. From what my advisor, Julius, is telling us, you are the biological daughter of the late Duke Kennedy of Zenovia,” he explained. 

Wait, what?

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NOVEL STATUS: COMPLETED

This novel is purely fictional, and since this book's first chapter takes place around the 1800s, I must clarify that the others take place during the 21st century. 

The cover of this novel is not mine. And a reminder. Hate comments, self-promotion and baseless accusations of any kind will be deleted. Thanks, guys. Author out.

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Hello, there~ Xie-chan's here~!
I only wanted to say that I wrote this story mainly for fun in the beginning. However, after a few months had passed by, I began to write more seriously ever since I got into this platform. Of course, I took references from Animes and other stories for this one. I also read other stories and stole several fancy words, muahahaha!
However, please keep in mind that I'm still new in writing. I have never written anywhere before aside from this platform and Wattpad. I am also not a native English speaker, nor have I speak using the language before. All my knowledge about it is all from the internet and school.
If there are any typos, misspellings, or even grammar mistakes, please don't hesitate to point them out. I will appreciate any help I can get and I will try to fix those mistakes as soon as I can. I will also appreciate the supports you gave me, thank you very much for giving my book a chance to be read~!
This book is not the most perfect one out there, but I hope that it's not the worst either. My grammar is also NOTthe best, but I'll also try to make it work. I will admit that there are more beautiful works out there-- more that's possibly more interesting than mine.
I may not know much about fancy or beautiful and complicated English words, however, I'll try to add more into this book as I go and I hope you can understand~! I will try to make this book and the other upcoming books a fun ride for you guys!
I am still a student as I write this book. So, there might be days where I won't upload (or sometimes forgot to). I'll try to upload at least once a day. For now, that's my schedule. I might upload twice or more, but know that the said moment will be rare.
Some arcs or acts of this book might be longer than others. One would be shorter whilst the next one is far longer. I hope you can understand that I divide the volumes in this book based on the arcs or acts. Thank you for your understanding~!
And to add to that, I will be taking references from various mythologies and legends to fit into my plots. Please keep in mind that the myths and legends that I will be taking would NOTalways be the same. I will be changing them drastically to fit my own version of the legends.
I might only be using their names and roles, but change their whole lore entirely. If you're not up for it, then please bear with me! I did it for the sake of the story, sob.
That is all from me. This "little" note is starting to get long, hahaha. Sorry about that! Anyways, I hope you enjoy this story and support me 'till the end! I appreciate what you did for me, thank you very much! Very well then, happy reading~
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|| BOOK LISTS | [ORIGINAL STORY] Our Story Series | Ongoing ||
0001 | [BOOK 00] Our Story: Illumination of Records
0002 | [BOOK 01] Our Story: Spirit Wielders
0003 | [BOOK 02] Our Story: Wisp of History (Not published)
0004 | [BOOK 03] Our Story: Spirit Realm (Not published)
0005 | [BOOK 04] Our Story: Ancient Times (Not published)
0006 | [BOOK 05] Our Story: Cursed Shliz - Circle of Spells (Not published)
0007 | [BOOK 06] Our Story: Underworld Dungeons (Not published)
0008 | [BOOK 07] Our Story: Swordsman of the Legends (Not published)
0009 | [BOOK 08] Our Story: Sacred Forest (Not published)
0010 | [BOOK 09] Our Story: Eidolon Mages (Not published)
0011 | [BOOK 10] Our Story: A Thousand Years Wish (Not published)
0012 | [BOOK 11] Our Story: Memories of the Past (Not published)
0013 | [BOOK 12] Our Story: Final Delegation (Not published)
Note: Titles may change later on. This is not the final decision made. This is only a planned series and not a permanent one.
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|| BOOK LISTS | [FAN FICTION STORY] Anime Series | Ongoing ||
0001 | Black Clover: The Whisperer
0002 | Genshin Impact: The Journey Ahead (Not published)
0003 | Assassination Classroom: 365 Days of Memories (Not published)
0004 | Fairy Tail: Strings of Fate (Not published)
0005 | ??? (More to come)
Note: Titles may change later on. This is not the final decision made. This is only a planned series and not a permanent one.
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|| BOOK LISTS | Stories Made by One's Companions | Ongoing ||
0001 | The Eye of the Storm (miwaknight)
0002 | Quantrum High (Ligrea)
0003 | ???
Note: Titles may change later on. This is not the final decision made. This is only a planned series and not a permanent one.
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"Wrong my people, you will taste misery and despair. Wrong my loved ones, you will taste suffering and never-ending pain. Wrong my family, you will taste something worse than death itself. Mark my words."

Ichijou Shizuka, a fifteen-year-old girl living her life as a Spirit Wielder and a student, is known as both a genius in art and magic.

Being the "Grand Summoner" of the Ichijou Clan, how will Shizuka face the twisted reality where she can't use magic again? What will she do to fix that?

What was the cause of her mother and sister's deaths? Was there someone behind it? How will she react to the bitter reality fate has brought to her? What will she do when she stands face to face with her brought-up pasts?

"The Law" that bound the clans and tribe for who-knows-how-long–– straining their freedom in their lives and throwing away possible options for them to take.

Will they free themselves? Would they want to, though? The power that was given in an exchange for their freedom–– only to become one's chains and prison.

Follow the adventures of the young Spirit Wielder and her friends on their journeys, finding their true goal in life while rescuing spirits along the way. 

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|| DISCLAIMER(S) ||

•⠀This is BOOK 1 of the "Our Story" Series. It is not completed and is still serializing. Some arcs might be longer than others, as there are battles and details involved. The other books for the series will come when this book is finished.
•⠀The picture I used for the cover is not mine, it belongs to its artist(s). If you are the artist(s) and you want me to take the picture down, I will gladly do so~! Or you can perhaps notify me to give you proper credit(s)!
•⠀This is a work of fiction, none of it is real. If there are any similarities in organizations' names or a person's name, they are all purely accidental.
•⠀This story will be updated when I have time, based on the server time (17.00 GMT+8).
•⠀Under the stage of editing: typos, grammar mistakes, miscast of words, etc. I apologize if you become confused or even received so many notifications for it.
•⠀Some of the characters' names might use spellings for Japanese names.

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|| WARNING(S)||

•⠀There will be some killings and blood involved.
•⠀There will also be "slight" cursing, so... brace yourselves.
•⠀Mentions of blood, demons, killing, death, etc. will be up ahead.
•⠀Anime, Japanese, Latin, Greek, and other references from various countries (honorifics, symbols, myths, etc.) will be used in this book and will be altered a bit to match the plot. So, if you have any questions, please feel free to ask.
•⠀Some lines of the characters might be disturbing to some (demons' lines, maniacal laughter, mentions of killing, etc.). 
•⠀Please mind these warnings before reading the story. You have been warned.
•⠀If you're starting to feel sick when reading for too long or staring at your screen for a while, please stop reading immediately as your health is more important.

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Started: August 9th, 2020
Completed: ???

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Her mind wandered. She imagined the headlines announcing the collapse of Feather Textile Corporation, and she found herself feeling grateful her dad wasn't around to see it. Her stomach sank again— if the company failed, Samuel would never get the chance to run it. She'd promised to take care of Samuel and Maria, but how could she keep that promise if the company collapsed? She had some money, but it wasn't enough to support them for more than a few years.
Of course, Sean had given her a limitless credit card, but she knew she couldn't rely on him. He was far too changeable and unpredictable. Besides, she didn't want to live off of his money for the rest of her life—she couldn't trust him to support her. A sudden idea hit her, and she straightened up at her desk.
That's it, she thought. Dad always said a good company was about reliability—in order to succeed, you have to trust the people working for you.
She thought of all the people that Lawson had fired after her dad died, about all the people he'd hired as favors or bribes. She picked up her phone and called Alan's secretary.
"How do I get access to the Human Resources files?" she asked. 
Catherine stared at the giant cart piled with files.
"This is it?" she asked the sweating secretary.
"Oh no," the secretary replied. "This is the first one. There are five more downstairs I need to bring up to you."
"Five?" she asked, feeling dizzy.
"That's right," the secretary replied. "You just want the active employee files, right? Because if you want information on all the terminated employees, it might be better for you to come downstairs. I'm not sure all the files will fit in your office."
"No, no, just the active employees," Catherine answered in a daze.
"Thank God," the secretary said.
With a sigh, Catherine sat in her creaky desk chair and reached for the first stack of files. She paged through a few files, quickly realizing that they were all organized the same. First came the employee's basic information: their CV, personal data, their yearly salaries, and other information noted when they were hired. Next came their annual performance reviews. After that, she found disciplinary information.
She opened file after file, quickly noticing a pattern. Most of the employees hired before her father's death had little or no information in the disciplinary section. They had years of experience and impressive CVs, and their performance reviews were generally positive.
But the employees hired after her father's death were different. Many had faced disciplinary action for missing work, misusing company resources, fights with other employees, sexual harassment—the lists went on and on. She also noticed that the employees hired after her father's death had different types of qualifications. Their GPAs were lower, and they attended less prestigious schools—many had little to no relevant experience. A few files were missing CVs and other qualifying information completely.
She returned the files to the cart and began looking for Lawson's file. She opened it and gasped at what she saw: Lawson Stewart, General Manager, Sales Department. She shook her head. How could Lawson still be in sales? He'd almost destroyed the company—there was no way he could successfully manage the sales department. Ever since he'd taken over, the company had done nothing but lost sales.
"This has to change," she said aloud.
Her phone buzzed on her desk, and she glanced down at the screen. Alan asked her if she wanted to join him for lunch. She checked the time—it was already 12:30.
"Thanks, Alan," she replied. "But I think I'm going to take a working lunch today."
She grabbed another stack of files and began looking through them. Each time she found a person hired before her dad died, she closed the file. For every person hired after her father's death, she read the file carefully, taking note of their performance reviews and disciplinary actions.
The more she read, the less she could believe her uncle's stupidity. There were multiple employees who had stolen from the company, but they hadn't been fired. Others had been written up for watching movies at work or harassing their secretaries and coworkers. Each time she found a complaint about theft or sexual harassment, or wasting time on the job, she added the person's name to a list.
Then she began on the performance reviews. To her surprise, dozens of employees had nothing but negative reviews for their first two years. Suddenly, the reviews changed and became glowingly positive. A quick call to HR explained the change—after two years, Lawson had fired all of the managers who wrote negative reviews of his new employees. She quickly added those names to another list.
After hours of work, she'd only finished one of the five carts. Her empty stomach grumbled, but she didn't have time to eat. She slid the lists into a folder and walked all the way to Alan's Office.
"I missed you at lunch," he said. "I know you want to save the company, but you have to take breaks, too, okay?"
"I know," she said. "But I found something important, and I have an idea." 
"Oh?' Alan asked, looking curious.
"Did you know that the company is wasting hundreds of thousands—maybe even millions—on bad employees?" she asked.
"What do you mean?" Alan replied.
"I mean that there are people here who should have been fired years ago," she replied. "Some of them have broken company rules or stolen, and others are just bad at their jobs or lazy. But they've never been fired at all. In fact, a few years ago, they fired the managers who were reporting them to HR." 
"It's true," Alan sighed. "There's a lot of deadweights here."
"Well, let's get rid of it," she said. "Let's fire them."
She handed Alan the two lists she'd made, "From what I can tell, everyone on these lists needs to go. And I still have a lot of personnel files to review tomorrow." 
Alan sighed, "You can't just fire all these people, Cathy."
"Why not?" she asked. "They should have been let go years ago." 
"Only HR or their managers can do that," he answered. "You're an intern—and not only that, it's your first day." 
"Well then, if I can't do it, I'll call HR," she said. "And if they give me problems, I'll speak to them as a shareholder. It may be my first day, but I don't have time to waste—we just have a few months to meet Sean's demands."


The wedding day. A moment that most women treasured with but not with her.

She was poisoned at her own wedding day; Nathalia Carter died full of hatred for her father and fiance. How could she accept that they murdered her? 

Nathalia gaped at Evette Carter, her step-sister, who was now laughing at her stupidity. Evette is one of the culprits behind her painful death.

Demons. They are all demons. Nathalia thought in silence while she closed her eyes as consciousness abandoned her. 

With rage and tears, Nathalia cursed them and promised to take revenge if given a chance to survive.

Suddenly, God hears her prayer and gives her a second chance, and she was allowed to come back to seek revenge. This time, she will not be so naive. She becomes fiercer and eager to bring the justice of her own death. 

She would make sure they got what they deserved in this life. Revenge. Torture. Take everything they had. Make them suffer, ten times worse than what they did to her.

Along the way, her life changed when she met the notorious playboy- Spencer Davidson. He aims to take her as his woman and help her to fulfill her desire to take revenge. 

Love, Revenge, and Mystery played along the way. Giving her the most challenging part as she journeyed her new life.


VOLUME TWO TITLE: BILLIONAIRE'S REBORN WIFE

SYNOPSIS: 

He had money, power, and everything the world has to offer. He was willing to give it all to her, but he was severely betrayed, leading to his cruelty. 
She ran away from her wedding, which ended in her own demise and became her forever nightmare. She eloped with another man over the one who loved her. She was cheated on by that person who lured her into leaving her husband. 
 
It's late to realize that she was used as a scapegoat and was sent into prison, finally, she died with endless hatred. 

God gave her a chance to be reborn, and that became her turning point to cherish her husband, this time, she will prove to him she’s worthy to be his wife. 


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