This story is just something im writing whenever i get bored or have time to write. 

Story is about a famous Dj who meets a girl at a festival he's performing at and instantly falls in love. They have to deal with fame,jealousy,and family drama along the way. 

This story isn't supposed to be serious its based off a dream i had one night.

I can't believe I am in this situation.  I don't want to face her as I had bad impression about her. Wait, am I judging her too fast since I've never met her before.. at least I can conversate her to dig up the truth. She is quite beautiful girl with blond curly hair. Anyways, Jeniffer responded to James," I'm certainly fine thanks! Is she Rachel Taylor?" She directly pointed upon me and asked to James and he replied," Oh.., yes Jeniffer I want you to meet her. She's my girlfriend. Rachel, meet Jeniffer she's our senior here and you can say she's the boss here,hehe!" I was soo shock with his answer but I noticed James was tapping my shoulder and somewhat hinted like he's trying to help me out of this situation. I guess that was wise decision to stay out of limelight so I replied," Hi Jeniffer, nice to meet you. It's my first day here and he's very helpful to me. Ah well! Are you looking for me?" I could say that she looked kinda relief to hear James's answer, she said with a great smile," Oh it's nice that he is very helpful. You two look nice together. Anyways I thought you were trying to get close to my boy. Listen, Raymond is my boyfriend and I don't want you to be around him. I hope you clearly get me. Anyways nice to meet you too Rachel." And she quickly left. I said, "Wow! that girl has some nerve." James shyly said, " Sorry Rachel, I didn't mean to be like that. It's.. just that I don't want you to be hurt so I.." I told,"Please stop, don't say sorry as you helped me from her. What makes her think I'm gonna steal her boyfriend. I really don't want to mess with that girl. Anyways I'm better off myself. Thank you soo much James. You are so kind to me. Thank you!" He said," Well, then what is friendship for? I'm not your boyfriend but atleast we are friends right? so I can help you." I said," Oh James, you're soo sweet and yes! we are friends! Hip-hip Hooray!" I can say he was very nice and reliable guy. I am happy that I met a friend like him. I better try to avoid this drama so try to stay away from Captain Raymond. 
         
          We went to the canteen as James showed me the university it was quite big and beautiful. As we went to canteen, three students showed up to James and one of them said," Hey James! How are you bro? Who's this beautiful girl?" James looked to me with bit dilemma and said," Hey Troy, I'm good thanks! Meet Rachel she my classmate. It's her first day so I'm helping her out." He said," Hi Rachel, nice to meet you. I'm Troy and he is Max and.. She's Lily! We are all friends and welcome to our university. How do you like it?" We shook our hands and I said, "Thank you guys! It's very nice and big university. James is helping me out. He's very kind and thoughtful." Troy was very handsome with dark skin and was kinda leader of that little group (Hehe!). Max is a shy type of guy but he is quite cute. And Lily! She has small face with beautiful eyes and black long hair. As I was talking to Troy I noticed Lily, the other student friend was just staring at James and I saw James was kinda avoiding eye contact with her. So I said," I guess we could be good friends, right? Why don't we make some plans to decide what to do during our weekends?" Suddenly Lily was enlightened and said," Yes! That is a great idea. Of course, we are friends! We should!" Troy excitedly said," Guys why don't we go to hiking this weekend. It's going to be very fun and the weather is quite good." James responded with a smile," Well if everyone has agreed I suppose I don't have a choice." Finally Max spoke," Yes I'm in." So we all decided to go out for hiking this weekend and everyone looks happy atleast I have made some friends, all thanks to James. 

        As the break was over, we went back to our classes. I told James,"James, Thanks to you, I made some friends and it feels nice having someone to help. Really! Thank you so much James!" He said with a sigh," Mention not! Please stop to thank me all the time." Soon after a middle aged lady appeared in the class with a stick, papers and a note book in her hand. She was dressed quite elegant, besides her age - she still looks very fit and beautiful. She said with a smile," Everyone good morning! Today for the class we are going to revise the basic formation of music, here's the papers. Students  please pass these papers behind keeping one each. Look and study the melody as we are going to perform in the Music Festival and it's next month. I'm gonna select some students for vocals and we are representing our university so we can't loose our chance." Everyone was surprised and she looked at me and asked," Oh dear, are you the new transfer student?" I stood up and said,"Yes ma'am! My name is Rachel Taylor! Nice to meet you." She said,"Sit down Rachel my dear, sorry I didn't notice you. Well I am Megan Jones, I am your Music Professor. Nice to meet you too young lady. Did you change your stream or you were learning something else dear before?" I replied," Thank you ma'am. No I used to be a Music Student back in Louisiana University. I transferred here as my father is a judge and he was posted here so I chose to study here." Professor Jones said," Very well dear, your father is a great man. Pay my respects to him. Okay, I suppose you have knowledge in music as you were Music Student before as well." I replied," Thank you. Sure! I will ma'am. Yes I do!" She said ," Then let's start with you."

Emory Library…

The university campus looked to be abandoned as well, not much human trafficked going. But that really didn't bother me, I wasn't looking for people I was looking for books. Making my way into the library, I first took a look around. I was more cautious about walkers than people. Unless a librarian appeared with shotgun, like don't touch my books, I should be fine.

The first floor was pretty empty, just how I liked it. The best part about the Library was every section had a label. I didn't want to over do it. In my previous life I had I was trained in field medicine, communication, mechanics, and little things that would make me a well-rounded Marine. You never knew who was going to die next, and if the medic was the only one that knew how to patch someone, a team would be fucked if that person went down. So, cross training was heavily enforced by the company First Sergeant.

With that in mind, I went for the plumbing, agriculture, blacksmithing, weapons engineering, Chemistry, water treatment, and books about making alcohol. 

Strolling through the library with book cart was refreshing, it reminded me of times after retirement, except all I read back then was fantasy and sci-fi novels.

Clank. The sound of something dropping echoed throughout the library. Leaving my book cart, I went to check it out. With a pistol in hand , I slowly approached the source of the noise. Arriving at what looked to the break room for the Librarians. I pushed the door open pointing my pistol at anything moving.

And what did I find. A group of what I assume to be students. Although one male and a female were wearing Marine Corps Alpha uniforms. So, I was a little confused, as far I remember Emory didn't have any officer programs for the Navy.

"What are y'all doing here?" I ask
I didn't get an answer from any of them, so turned around and left. Grabbing my book cart. I made my out of the Library and back to the CDC.  A few moments into my hike back, I could feel myself being followed. But I act as if I was oblivious to presence of my trackers.

Walking to the vehicles pushing my book cart I call out to the team
"Yo, anybody awake?"

Max popped his out the side of the LMTV
"What took you so long, man?"

"Ehh, had to get a few things. I need yalls help for the rest." I replied. 
Max, Em, and Mike jumped from the truck, to give me a hand with my stuff. 

"Hey, get a box of MREs from the back. We have guest" Nodding in the direction of a Humvee in the middle of the CDC lawn. On the other side of it, were the people the people from the Library.
Third POV

Bayek took them a box of MRE's and left it by the Humvee. As he walked away, he was eventually stopped by the small group of four. He could tell they had been through a pretty serious ordeal and weren't really in the talking condition. But, Bayek let them sit in the back of one of the LMTVs. 
When everyone was situated. Bayek and his people pulled off Leaving the CDC. But it wasn't long until the pulled up near the Library that Bayek had just left

"What's here?" April asked
"Hospital. Sleep now and shop later?" He asks 
April nods he head. The group was tired. They had been lifting heavy all day.
Turning off the Vehicles, they got some shut eye and decided to start fresh in the morning.

The next morning Bayek and his people were woken up by the sound of and explosion
"Shit! Get down!" Bayek hollered

Looking around , April didn't see anything troubling. Besides the noise attracting distant walkers, nothing was out of the ordinary

Bang-bang, Shooting was heard in the distance now.
Over the radio, everyone touched bases to make sure everyone was in good health.
When tone of the LMTV's didn't respond April got a little worried and radioed them again

"We're fine, it's just one of the new guys has an infect..."

Boom!!!.... Boom!!!.... BOOM!! Each explosion bigger than the next, they could fill the shock wave. The CDC had exploded behind them.

"Oh my god! The people from the Quarry, they were in the CDC" April gasps
"Plot armor, they'll be fine" Bayek replies
"What?"

"Nothing just wait here, while I check on the new people, I think they said one of them are infected" Bayek exited the truck and made his way back.

"Max, what's wrong with the new guy" He asks
The new guy was in the back of the LMTV sweating bullets and had a deathly pale complexion 
" He has an infection. Apparently, he was bit a couple of days ago, and they cut off his arm to save him."

Bayek frowned. "He's a lucky bastard. We have narcotics for days. But I actually wanted to check this hospital right here for strong antibiotics."

"I figured, but this place is probably infested with walkers. Not to mention the damn CDC just blew up so, every walker in there is probably head to the front door."

Max and Bayek began talking about how they should enter the hospital, while Bayek took a look at the boy's arm. 
"Yeah, this is nasty Max, his symptoms say septicemia"

"What does that mean? Is he going to be alright?" A girl with red hair asked Bayek
"He needs a brood spectrum antibiotic, it's the usual treatment, we just need to find some." Bayek told her.

But in reality, it might be to late for the boy. While cleaning the wound and re-wrapping it. A line of cars pulled up near Bayek and his people
"What are you guys still doing here?" asked Rick

"We were about to go into this hospital here, what happened in the CDC?" Max replied
"It turned out to be a dead end. Where are you guys heading?"

" Don't know yet, right now. In this hospital. The boy needs medicine" Bayek replied. 
At the end of the LMTV the guy in the Marine Alpha Uniform put his thoughts into the conversation.
"How about Fort Benning. It's where me and my girlfriend were when the world went to shit. It was still up and running when we left"

"Then why did you leave?" Rick inquired
"The guy on the ground. He's my girlfriend's best friend."

After a moment of thinking. Bayek just shrugged, "Why not, I want to head to New Orleans anyway"
"What's in New Orleans?" 
Bayek smiled " A cook worth my protection"

Everyone was gob smacked, something had to be wrong with Bayek if he would risk his life to go to Louisiana, to find a cook, that may or may not even exist..

My MC find's himself to be the last believer of a dying Goddess. Rewarded for his loyalty he is granted another life... And then some.

However, what happens when the Goddess you love so much, fucks up and sends you to an apocalyptic world, where the dead walks.

Be advised! Profanity, nudity, ruthless murder, sex, and all things sinful to be expected in the apocalypse will be included in this story.





I do not own the walking dead.
My cover Photo is from Pintrest
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/398779742001652555/


As he reached the shop entrance, Zhang Zian saw a dark shadow flash by the door from the inside, as if Richard flew away in a panic as soon as it saw him. 
After entering the store, he took a quick glance at Lu Yiyun. She had a weird look on her face. She had shifty eyes and her head was bowed low, like she was trying to hide something. 
He had too many things to think about, and didn't have the time to deal with her weird behavior. Maybe she was trying to decide whether or not to go back home for the Spring Festival.　　
Once inside, he fed the roasted meat to the hungry elfins, who were on the verge of an outrage. 　　
Fina and Snowy Lionet couldn't wait any longer and immediately feasted on their meal. These two had barely moved all day, but somehow still had a huge appetite.　　
Old Time Tea's table manners were much more civilized. It took of its bamboo hat, wiped its paws with the wet wipes that Zhang Zian had gotten out, and slowly started eating.
Richard also fluttered its wings and asked for food. Zhang Zian fed it nuts and chopped vegetables. It babbled on about Billy as it ate. It looked like even food couldn't stop it from talking.　　
He took out his phone so he could talk to Sun Xiaomeng about keeping the cats in the diner. Old Time Tea swallowed a mouthful of roasted meat and asked, "Zian, did you buy anything for the festival? The prices will go up on everything the closer it gets to the Spring Festival."　
"There's nothing I need to buy. It's better to buy fresh vegetables anyways, as needed. It's okay if it costs a little bit more." He smiled. 　　
"Don't you need firecrackers and fireworks? I always feel like the festival spirit in Binhai City is disappointing. It's never festive here." Old Time Tea sadly spoke as it looked through the glass door.　　
This was the first Spring Festival the elfins had in the pet shop, including Old Time Tea. It was expected that the other elfins were less interested in the traditional Chinese New Year. But for Old Time Tea, who had a strong sense of tradition, it felt like it was missing out on the traditional festival experience.　　
Zhang Zian had also celebrated festive New Years in his childhood. But as fireworks were gradually becoming banned in major cities, and as people had a growing variety of entertainment activities in their lives, the traditional Spring Festival was getting less popular. Old Time Tea was not the only one that sensed the fading festivity levels. Zhang Zian and many others felt the same way.　　
But there was nothing they could do about it. This was the price of passing time and advancement.　　
Zhang Zian explained why firecrackers were banned, which was mostly because of the effects on air quality and injuries caused by fireworks.　　
Old Time Tea grunted "Oh", and expressed its understanding while stroking its beard. Sorrow was written all over its face. It murmured, "Another year ended with the sound of firecrackers, and the spring breeze is bringing warmth to the air."　　
After the Spring Festival, Old Time Tea will have gained another year to its age. It was probably expressing its sentiments on its youth, which was gone forever.　　
Zhang Zian didn't want it to stay sad, and smiled. "It's okay, Old Time Tea. The firecrackers are only banned in the city. We can still head to the suburbs during the Spring Festival. They haven't banned firecrackers over there."　　
Old Time Tea smiled too. "It doesn't matter. I'm just contemplating. Zian, go on ahead with your business. Pi isn't doing so well, so you should spend more time with it."　
As it finished talking, it continued on with its dinner and TV.　　
Zhang Zian wanted to say something to comfort Old Time Tea, but couldn't manage to utter a word each time he opened his mouth. He knew that life and death would eventually happen to everybody. However, were the elfins bound by same things, as creatures born with the Strength of Faith?
He took another glance at Fina and Snowy Lionet, who were still devouring the roasted meat. Snowy Lionet noticed his gaze, and stared at him fiercely while tilting its head, pieces of meat sticking to its nose.　　
Fina and Snowy Lionet were still in their prime years. But one day, they would age as well, just like Old Time Tea.　
He went upstairs, and saw that the lights were off in the living room. Pi's face was reflected on the monitor screen. It had put on the clip-on glasses again, and was typing slowly. It was either in a bad mood, or having trouble writing the story. 　　
"Pi, why don't you turn the lights on? It's bad for your eyes to use the computer in the dark."　　
He turned the lights on and drew open the curtains.　　
The titleless book was open, placed by the computer. A page fluttered in the breeze as Zhang Zian drew open the curtains, making him think of a line of a poem from the past: The breeze knew no words. But why did it make the pages turn?　　
In front of the book, he was the breeze that knew no words.　　
"Eek." Pi scratched its head as if it suddenly realized something. It appeared to have forgotten about its surroundings, as it was too focused.　　
"Pi, get up and take a break. You can continue writing after getting some rest." Zhang Zian pointed at the basket hammock.　
Pi nodded, as Zhang Zian took it ito the hammock.　　
Although it wasn't the first time that he'd held it, Zhang Zian felt that it was too light, like a baby, small and fragile.　　
"Eek?"　　
Pi made a gesture to ask where he had went just now.　　
"I went to Sun Xiaomeng's pet clinic. You know it. Then I talked a bit with a math professor," replied Zhang Zian. Pi had never met Sun Xiaomeng before. But since it knew everything about the past, it knew everything about Sun Xiaomeng.　
Pi blinked, as if it was interested in the word math.　
Zhang Zian picked up the untitled book. He wasn't wearing the glasses, and the pages were blank. He casually flipped through it, and switched to a more relaxed topic. "Let me ask you a question."　　
"Eek?" Pi tilted its head in confusion.　　
"This is a book about life, the universe, and everything else." Zhang Zian handed the book to it, then asked half jokingly, "Since it's about life, why did it never talk about how to extend one's life, or how to have an eternal life? You may not know this, but I'm afraid to die. So many emperors in ancient China have sought after the elixir of life, but why have none of them found it yet?"　　
Pi picked up the book, flipped the pages carefully, and then shook its head.　　
The answer was what Zhang Zian expected. There wasn't any proof of the elixir of life. If everybody could be immortal, the Earth's population would explode.
"How about elfins? Can elfins' lives be extended?" he asked casually.　
Pi picked up the book again and flipped through it. This time it took a longer time. It scratched it head and frowned, as if it was encountering a difficult puzzle.　
It didn't immediately deny the possibility, which gave Zhang Zian a little hope. If there wasn't any hope, he could only accept the fact that Old Time Tea was getting older. But now, with a slight chance, he cared about it even more, and was afraid of getting disappointed.　
After another moment, Pi finally put the book down, and nodded yes with a serious expression.
"Oh? Really? An elfin's life can be extended?" Zhang Zian quickly got excited. "How do you extend it?"　　
Pi pointed at the laptop, asking for Zhang Zian to bring it over.　　
It typed, The time has not come yet. The future is still undetermined.　　
Zhang Zian thought about these words back and forth. Although the time hadn't come yet, it was definitely good to know that life could be extended. It was like the difference between zero and one.　　
"Extendable by how much? Two years? Three?" he asked again, trying not to be too hopeful.　　
Pi typed, Indefinitely.　　



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

Natsu was at the Kenjutsu Club Room as he had a bandage on his cheek from his duel against Kyria a few days back
The man cracks his neck around as he rubs his neck before going back to his reading
"geez, I still can't believe that you were holding back the whole time" Mira said eating her lunch as the result of Natsu's battle against Kyria ended in his victory and Kyria losing her title as an Empress "do you ever go full out?"
"if I did, the school and everyone in it would be melted and burned to the ground" Natsu said as he reads his book before closing it and sigh "and besides, who would go out on a mere hatchling?"
"I see your point there" Erza said holding a cup of tea
"but that battle style of yours. Do you have a specific battle style?" Kagura asked
"I don't" Natsu replied as he drinks his cup of tea before being poured more by Ikaruga "I go with the flow; swords, firearms, magic, anything that can be use as a weapon I can use"
"a force to be reckon" Éclair said smiling
"seems so" Ikaruga added in
"now that Kyria lost her title as an Empress, things at school been peaceful for some reason" Ultear said with a smile "I guess Kyria's defeat inflicted a positive impact"
"um" Lucy voiced out as she had been quiet in the conversation until now "it's good and all that you won against Kyria-senpai, but…."
Lucy looks quite frantic as she wore some sort of highly ranked military uniform on "why did you pick me as the new Empress?!"
"there were no one else" Natsu said closing his left eye "Éclair is not one fit for battle if she got challenged as an Empress, and I don't know anyone else who should become an Empress"
"so are you saying that I'm the last choice?" Lucy said as Natsu nodded
"something like that" Natsu replied as Lucy cried in tears
"why did I even ask?" Lucy whined
"just deal with it, being an Empress isn't hard at all" Mira said taking a sip of her tea "all you have to do is just be the leader of your club and that's all"
"that is just your thinking" Kagura stated "being an Empress and a leader of a club is no easy task"
"that's how I do it every single day" Mira said taking a bite of her rice
"and that's why only a few Empress always goes to the meeting" Erza said sighing
"what meeting?" Natsu asked curious
"well, if there are any School Events, or anything related to the school, the Seven Empress will always hold a meeting for it" Ultear explained to him "in this case, for the coming Cultural Festival"
"the only members that comes to the meeting are me, Kagura, Minerva, Ikaruga, and Ultear. Mira and Kyria always never comes" Erza said sighing before rubbing her forehead "this is why there is so much paperwork because of them"
"we expect you to come, Lucy. You're a new Empress so you have to take full responsibility of your new title" Kagura said as she had a serious stare "or you'll regret ever becoming one"
"y-Yes!" Lucy exclaimed with a salute while inside she was crying "but I never wanted to become one!"
"speaking of festival, what's this about Class Projects? I heard something of Maid, Game or something" Natsu asked as he sips his tea before sighing "some sort of tradition"
"nearly the same" Mira said "each time there is a Cultural Festival, each class have to held up any type of event they want, this also helps you gain a rank up in the Final Advancement Exam"
"hmmm" Natsu hummed in amusement as he sips his tea
"didn't we already told you the last time?" Lucy asked
Natsu hummed as he rubs his chin trying to remember but the only thing that he remembered was reading his book
"guess I forgot" Natsu said as Lucy sighs
"in note to your forgetfulness, everyone in class had already decided the theme event" Lucy said as Natsu looks to her and raised an eyebrow "it's going to be a Maid Café"
"why does it sound like there is more to it?" Ultear asked as Lucy nodded
"it was set for the Maid Café, but since I got picked as the head of the preparation and I'm now a Empress, it's going to be a hard task for me to do both" Lucy said crossing her hands and sigh "it's already hard being the head of the class preparation but there's still going to be the meeting of the Empresses"
"then how about leave it to me?" Natsu said as everyone looks to him "I'll take care of the Empress Meeting. you just take care of the Class Cultural Preparation"
"I don't think you can do that, it's called an 'Empress' Meeting, that means it's only members of the Seven Empress" Mira said
"forgot who I am?" Natsu asked with a small smirk
"Dragon Emperor, Salamander" Ultear said smiling
"correct" Natsu said "I don't give a damn of the rules, rules are meant to be broken in the first place"
"right about that" Mira said with a grin
 
School was soon over as some students went home while some stayed behind to prepare for the coming Cultural Festival
Natsu's copies were helping the class and the clubs while the original was in a meeting with the Empress
 
In a grand room where there are seven seats around as all current members of the Empress took their seat with the exceptions of one that is Natsu
"what is the meaning of this?" Minerva said sitting on her seat and had her arms and legs crossed in a superior like stance "why is this man here?"
"I have a name" Natsu said, sitting in his seat while reading his book with a cup of tea on a table beside him "and that is the Dragon Emperor, Salamander"
"you, you dare to show yourselves here?" Minerva asked as her eyes keen at Natsu
"I could ask the same to you" Natsu said closing his book with his eyes closed before opening "miss. Cooking Club Leader"
"you! Why do you!?" Minerva exclaimed while her cheeks were a bit red
"how do I know? It's simply because I'm also a member of your club, Minerva Orland" Natsu said "being absent of your own club can cause some mistrust with your members, you know?"
Minerva gritted her teeth as she glared at Natsu
"enough" Erza said as she sat in her seat "we are here to discuss the coming Cultural Festival, not bicker against one another"
"you took his side, Scarlet? I guess a weak dog sticks to their master" Minerva said smirking
"say what you want" Erza said closing her eyes "I stick with those who truly cherish friendship, unlike you"
"ho?" Minerva said in amusement
"ahem! now that we are all acquainted with each other, let's begin the meeting" Kagura said as she wore some glasses on
"don't those look nice on you?" Natsu complimented her with a smile
"r-really?" Kagura said blushing a bit to the compliment
"yes, it brings more charm to you" Natsu said smiling a bit
"i-I see!" Kagura said as Erza and Mira's eyebrows twitched a bit
Papers floated around as a few pages floated in front of them all
"just like the last meeting; security division, and field Maintenance division are still empty slots" Erza said wearing some glasses on
"what are the divisions that are already taken?" Natsu asked as he looks at the pages
"budgeting, accounting, and Hospitality" Mira answered while wearing some glasses
"since when you were glasses?" Erza said seeing Mira with glasses
"my eyesight is getting bad these days" Mira answered as Erza squinted her eyes
"I'm guessing that Erza took the Budgeting, Kagura on the accounting, the Hospitality?" Natsu said before looking to either Minerva, Ikaruga, Ultear, and Mira "who?"
"me" Ikaruga said with a hand raise
"why am I not surprised?" Natsu said with a chuckle as he looks at the pages and his eyes scanned the content "I'll take them all"
"excuse me?" Minerva said "you? Take all the leftover divisions? How gloating"
"you'll be surprised on how he divides himself during the festival, Minerva" Ultear said with a smile as Minerva squinted her eyes at Ultear
"appreciate on the self-Volunteering, but are you sure you can handle this much?" Kagura asked "even for you, this might be a stressful job"
"I'll help on the Security Division" Mira said "having more hands is better"
"thanks" Natsu said while looking at the pages
"then I'll help on the Maintenance Division" Ultear said volunteering to help Natsu
"ok, but just for a few hours at the most. We have a scheduled performance for the swimming club after all" Natsu said as he took off his glasses and cleans them a bit
"I'm amazed that you remembered the entire schedule," Ikaruga said as Natsu drinks his cup of tea which was brewed by her
"goes to show that he's an Emperor after all" Mira said grinning
 
Night soon came as the school was still filled with some students who are staying behind to prepare for the coming festival
Natsu was at the school track field as he watched some clubs preparing for a play or something on the built stage
"a play, huh?" Natsu said as he crossed his arms while watching some students doing a rehearsal act on the stage
Demonic Natsu soon appeared as he floats around in the air
"bored?" Natsu said sensing his other self's appearance
"in a way" Demonic Natsu said floating around, minding his own business
"you've been rather dormant ever since I defeated Kyria a few days back, why?" Natsu asked as he took a glance at his Demonic Self who floats around before disappearing
"not talkative like usual, huh?" Natsu thought before he started walking away
 
Natsu walks around in the school as he yawned form the fact that it was night and some students were going to sleep in for the night
Tomorrow is Saturday, so there is no school. A perfect opportunity to practice hard for the coming Cultural Festival
"Happy should be asleep by now" Natsu said thinking of what his pet cat might be doing at the time
As Natsu walks around, he bumps into Minerva as he was about to run the corner
"you, huh?" Natsu said as Minerva's eyes keened on him "staying tonight, Tigress?"
"why do you want to know?" Minerva retorted in a harsh tone before turning to leave
As Minerva walks away, Natsu noticed that she had a pink towel wrapped up with strings in her hand
"nice apron, just went out of the Cooking club?" Natsu said as Minerva stops in her tracks, and Natsu could tell that she had an embarrassed blush on her face "making a late-night snack? Or simply something else?"
"s-silence!" Minerva exclaimed as she walked off away
Natsu chuckled as he looks amused by her reaction
"I'm starting to act like him" Natsu said as he walks to the corner hallway
 
Natsu went to the library as it was quiet and no one other than him was in there
He leans against his chair as he holds up his book above him while he reads
"peace and quiet" Natsu muttered out as he reads his book while flipping a page
An hour in the library, Natsu closed his book as he had finished reading it to the whole pages
"I need to get a new book after the festival" Natsu said rubbing the bridge of his nose before yawning
Natsu closed his eyes as he looks to what his copies were doing, and sure enough, everyone with them had went home or sleep in the school
"the Dance Club will have some people, better go to the Kenjutsu Club where there's only Ikaruga there" Natsu said as he stood up from his seat and stretched his hands up before to the side
He walked out of his seat as he was going to head to the Kenjutsu Club room
As Natsu was about to reach the door, he sensed a presence
He took a glance behind as he saw a shadow in the corner of his eyes
"who is here?" Natsu spoke out turning towards the shadow as it runs to the corner
Natsu looks at where the shadow was as he went to investigate
Going to the corner of the library, Natsu stealthily went to check
He quickly turns as he finds Happy scratching the wooden shelves
"you" Natsu said sighing as he grabs Happy and carries him up before scratching its head "you got out again, huh?"
Happy meowed as the feline purred to Natsu's scratches
"it's already night and by the time we get back home, it's going to be morning" Natsu said as Happy climbed up to his shoulder "let's go and get some sleep, alright?"
Happy meowed in response as Natsu went out of the library without knowing that he was being watched in the shadow
Two glowing red eyes appeared in the shadows before it disappeared
"….Natsu…sama…."

a young teenager in a famous all Girl school that had just gone coed. surrounded by thousands of beautiful girls while trying to live peacefully, with a dark past and entity living in himself. find out...what he truly is

Cole was a 17 year old girl whose body was discovered in Bellevue Parish, Louisiana in 1981.  Originally from Kalamazoo, Michigan, she disappeared from San Antonio, Texas since 1980.  Still unsolved today, her murder investigation is ongoing.
    Circumstances of Her Murder:
  Cole and her sister lived under the primary care of their grandmother after their parents divorced.  Afterwards she left Kalamazoo and accompanied her mother in San Antonio. She kept in contact with her sister by phone and frequently sending letters.  All contact ceased in December 1970, when her last known location was traced back to a house in Shreveport, Louisiana.  Investigators followed a lead gave by Carol's sister.  A woman also claimed she spent time with a girl who bore a strong resemblance to Cole.  
    Discovery:
  On January 28, 1981, the body of a teenage victim was found concealed by trees.  She wore jeans, a striped shirt, a beige sweater, and shoes with engravings on the bottom.  She had also painted her fingernails prior to her murder.  A knife found in the soil by her body was thought to have been the murder weapon since she had been stabbed 9 times.  
  Her sister filed a missing person's report after failing to locate her. She was identified in 2015 after a Gio was given from a Facebook account.

The book deals with real people and based on true events leading up to their demises.

"Okay, I will go there if I have time." Yang Ming said after listening.
"Who wants you to go? We, sisters, are going shopping. How inconvenient is it for you to follow along?" Chen Mengyan had changed her clothes and was walking down the stairs with a small bag. When she heard Yang Ming, she said, "Besides, I am used to it!"
Yang Ming was immediately a little awkward, but he remembered that he was not at home during this time, and Chen Mengyan couldn't see him, so she must be resentful. During this time, when she shopped with Lin Zhiyun and Zhou Jiajia, he was not next to her. She said that she was used to it to annoy him. Yang Ming naturally would not blame her but was embarrassed.
Whatever I did was said to be business matters; in fact, it was not a business matter. The truth was, he helped Huang Lele to vent her anger, so Yang Ming naturally felt a little sorry toward Chen Mengyan.
"Sister Mengyan..." Seeing that Yang Ming was embarrassed and didn't talk, Lin Zhiyun couldn't bear it. She glanced at Chen Mengyan cautiously.
Chen Mengyan knew that Lin Zhiyun wanted to plead. She thought, Sister Lin is really a small traitor. I am so good to her, but she can't stand firm. However, who can make this clear? If others stand in opposition to Yang Ming, I am afraid I will make a choice without hesitation. This was just human nature, an instinct, so Chen Mengyan would not be resentful, but instead, she listened to Lin Zhiyun. So she said, "But we still lack a driver. If you still feel competent, I will use you."
After Chen Mengyan said this, she couldn't help but laugh; her clean and white fingers covered her red lips, and her laughter broke out until she shook. She felt that she was insincere.
In her heart, she wanted to call Yang Ming to accompany them, but she was still reluctant to admit it, like a cooked duck[1] [1]. However, sometimes, girls must be hard-headed to adhere to certain principles.
"Alright, I guess this unlucky driver will not only be unpaid but also has to put in a lot of money." Yang Ming knew that Chen Mengyan was hard-headed, so he didn't tease her.
"In a while, Sister Lin will compensate you as a reward paid in advance." Chen Mengyan smiled, held Lin Zhiyun's shoulder, and pushed her to Yang Ming.
"Okay, I will be a free driver for Zhiyun, but how should yours be calculated?" Yang Ming smiled and accepted the proposal, regardless of Lin Zhiyun who blushed like a cooked lobster. He pulled her to his side, turned his head, and looked at Chen Mengyan.
Chen Mengyan did not expect Yang Ming to be so shameless, and she was a little embarrassed. She glared at him, did not look back, and walked to the door. However, after she put on her shoes and was about to exit the door, she told Yang Ming, "We'll see tonight." Then, she went out of the door.
This time, only Yang Ming and Lin Zhiyun were left. Yang Ming was fine, but Lin Zhiyun still had not snapped out of her shyness after being teased by Chen Mengyan. She was pulled by Yang Ming, covering her mouth as she thought of who knows what.
During this time, he had not seen Lin Zhiyun for too long, so there might be some awkwardness with each other. Although she missed him, she really didn't know how to express it after actually seeing him.
Fortunately, Yang Ming knew that Lin Zhiyun had always been so reserved, so he held her in his arms without a care for what she thought. Sometimes, body language was more effective than a thousand words. When there is no idea on what to say, then just do something...
When both of them started to sweat from embracing each other intimately, the topics naturally became more and more. From the school's sports meeting to the art festival, it was all happening recently around them.
Lin Zhiyun didn't feel that she had any talents, but the students would naturally pay more attention to the listed campus belles like her. They firmly asked her to perform a show. Lin Zhiyun was the kind of person who was not good at rejecting others, so she yielded after making a show of resistance and agreed. As for what to perform, Lin Zhiyun had not thought about it.
Yang Ming knew that this was the means that the Student Union would use to increase the art festival's popularity. There was no other reason. Lin Zhiyun was someone on the freshman list of campus belles of the new school year. At the beginning of the semester, some people had posted it on the school's BBS.
Although it was only elected by the public, it was more representative of public opinion than the official election at the school. This was the result of student voting, so needless to say, it reflected the students' voices.
So the Student Union would have intentions on these campus celebrities! Xu Qianxing, the president of the Student Union this year, was an intelligent person. His family background was good; his father was the boss of Song Jiang Mining, and his mother was a cadre of the Communist Youth League Committee. He was a child born to standard cadre families.
In his freshman year, he was elected as the Student Union's vice chairman. In the second half of the second year, he finally got promoted. Because the former Student Council president had to go for an internship in the next semester, the position was empty. So, Xu Qianxing got promoted smoothly.
This semester was the first semester of Xu Qianxing's new appointment. He naturally wanted the school's art festival and the school's sports meeting that the student union was responsible for to be dazzling. It was necessary to make the school leaders take notice of him as the Student Union president.
Xu Qianxing was not a pedantic person. On the contrary, he was very trendy. He usually paid attention to the BBS of these schools, unlike some of the Student Union presidents who only knew how to please the school leaders, study hard every day and organize something that sang the praise of the school leaders.
Xu Qianxing paid attention to the democratic prestige, which was also related to his family origin. Therefore, Xu Qianxing's art festival directly cut out those rigid, meaningless, and conservative, old-fashioned poetry readings. He dedicated a section in the school's BBS to discuss the planning of the art festival.
He gave the initiative to the students of the school, letting them gather suggestions. Based on the support rate of every idea, he would pick out from the list the most supported and most objected suggestions and let everyone re-vote according to these.
Therefore, before the art festival launched, the discussion about the art festival in the school had reached an unprecedented climax. It was much more enthusiastic than the previous ones. Many people were full of expectations for this art festival.
According to the students' suggestions, those campus belles who were recognized by the public must go on stage. Art was something worthy of appreciation, so weren't the campus belles worthy of appreciation?
Therefore, many of the perverted boys thought that since they couldn't get a campus belle to be their girlfriend, they could still feast their eyes on them, right? So, the calls for the school's campus belles to participate in the art festival's performance was getting more and more enthusiastic. Xu Qianxing couldn't help but agree to this and reported it to the school. However, unexpectedly, the school leaders actually agreed to this suggestion after consultation.
This made Xu Qianxing very surprised. He didn't expect the school's leaders to be so open. It also increased his confidence. Since the school leaders were not old-fashioned, then this art festival might be unprecedented and never be duplicated. Therefore, his reputation would be noticed by many people!
Whether he would be working in the future or continuing to study at school, he would have great benefits. Come to think of it, Xu Qianxing had to pull a long face to persuade the campus belles who were nominated on the forum to participate in the activities of the art festival.
After all, the people, who voluntarily signed up for the art festival rather than everyone else, were obliged to do a performance. Moreover, he had no relationship with these beautiful women, so Xu Qianxing couldn't request anything.
So, after suffering eye rolls for numerous times, he finally got Lin Zhiyun to agree. For Lin Zhiyun, a soft-hearted girl, Xu Qianxing had a profound impression of her.
Unlike other people who refused from a thousand miles away, the campus belles on the list who Xu Qianxing had previously found either ruthlessly rejected him, or refused even to see him!
In particular, a girl who was said to be kept as a mistress by a big boss outside the school didn't even bother with Xu Qianxing at all. In the eyes of others, a Student Council president was nothing.
So with the previous comparison, Xu Qianxing's impression of Lin Zhiyun was unprecedented, and it could even be said to be super good. Xu Qianxing always had high expectations. He did not have a girlfriend in the university because he was relatively outstanding, and he was also more picky about selecting a significant other. Xu Qianxing just looked at those campus belles with a kind of appreciation, because he was very clear that girls were too realistic now just like that girl who was kept a mistress. No matter how excellent she was, she was just a student. She couldn't enter the hopeful eyes of others.
Xu Qianxing's family conditions were not bad; although his father was a state-owned enterprise boss, he was considered working for people. He earned a lot, but Xu Qianxing did not think about showing off these things, because he felt that there was no meaning in chasing girls this way.
So he didn't plan to get a girlfriend from the university. He would put this off until after he was working and had met the right one. However, all this was broken the moment he met Lin Zhiyun.
Xu Qianxing did not think that there were such simple and lovely girls in real life. She would blush when she talked to unfamiliar people. She had a good character and was not good at rejecting others. After he lobbied her, she reluctantly agreed.
Unlike other beautiful girls, they became sly after practicing one after another, so they didn't give him a chance. When they met, they would block what he had to say.
For example, Zhou Jiajia of the School of Computer Science, the only beauty of the computer science department, when he looked for her, she told him directly that she was busy with research, and there was no time, making it inappropriate for Xu Qianxing to talk about the art festival.
Of course, Zhou Jiajia was truly busy. She did not act in prejudice specifically against Xu Qianxing. However, Xu Qianxing seemed to think that Zhou Jiajia deliberately avoided this.
So comparatively Lin Zhiyun, Xu Qianxing thought that this girl was just too good, not arrogant, not refusing people from thousands of miles away, which made Xu Qianxing's eyes light up!
Such a beautiful girl, but not contaminated with any social habits, was very commendable. Especially when Lin Zhiyun blushed as he spoke, it made Xu Qianxing even more aroused.
This made Xu Qianxing change his previous decision. If he could get Lin Zhiyun to be his girlfriend, it was also a good thing. Thinking of this, Xu Qianxing secretly made up his mind.
On the contrary, although Jing Xiaolu of the art department also agreed to Xu Qianxing's suggestion, she was very straightforward. She seemed very shrewd at first glance, and Xu Qianxing estimated that he might not even be as shrewd as her. If he pursued her, he could get into trouble.
Therefore, Xu Qianxing felt that Lin Zhiyun was better and decided to take advantage of this art festival to see if he could get closer to her.
In addition to these beautiful campus belles, there was also a strong demand for Yang Ming! The scene of the God of Gamblers during Yang Ming's freshman semester was deeply rooted! The situation where Li Jiasheng and Liu Zhaojun were defeated made the students crazy.
If these beautiful campus belles were the most demanded among the boys, then the person who was most demanded among the girls was Yang Ming! This person was also a character who must appear in the art festival.
However, Yang Ming was quite mysterious with his whereabouts, appearing in one moment and disappearing the next. Xu Qianxing looked for a few days, but he did not see Yang Ming's figure. He looked for him in the dormitory and class, and finally, he couldn't help it. He had to find Yang Ming's counselor, Xie Yongqiang. He found out that Yang Ming had taken a leave of absence when he inquired.
Xu Qianxing couldn't be helped. He had to tell Xie Yongqiang about the art festival's matter. After Xie Yongqiang heard him, he promised to call him after seeing Yang Ming.
Xu Qianxing could only wait. In the past few days, he had been so tired because of the art festival's matters, and now he had only planned a small half of it.
In the end, it came to the point of Xie Yongqiang telling Yang Ming to participate actively in the school's activities. Xie Yongqiang just gave Yang Ming a reminder. As for whether he could participate in the art festival's performance, Xie Yongqiang couldn't interfere; it depended on Xu Qianxing. So, he told Xu Qianxing about the news of Yang Ming coming back.
Lin Zhiyun was relatively innocent. Naturally, she would not think of Xu Qianxing having other intentions, so she told it to Yang Ming as a very ordinary matter.
After Yang Ming listened, he found it a little funny. "Since no one agreed, why did you agree? Why didn't Jiajia and Mengyan participate?"
"How did I know that they refused? I thought everyone had to participate in the festival and didn't think much..." Lin Zhiyun was a little embarrassed. "I haven't thought about what to perform!"
"It doesn't matter what you perform. When you stand there, you will attract others' gazes." Yang Ming smiled and said.
Lin Zhiyun was sent to the school first because she had classes at ten o'clock. Yang Ming didn't know if he had any classes. He didn't really come to school this semester, so he naturally didn't know the curriculum.
He called Zhang Bing first to ask where to attend class. He didn't expect this kid to skip school as well; he was currently with Wang Mei. Yang Ming had no choice but to hang up and call Tian Donghua. Who knows whether this kid came back to class today or not?
This kid was more reliable than Zhang Bing; he was actually in class with Wang Xue. Yang Ming quickly asked about the classroom, ran into the teaching building, found the location of the classroom, and slipped in from the back door.
The computer science specialized course lecturer knew Yang Ming and knew that he was the younger brother of the department head. Seeing that he slipped in from the back door, he did not say anything. After taking a look, he continued to lecture.
Zhou Jiajia was not in the classroom; she most probably went to participate in the research group. Yang Ming was sitting next to Tian Donghua, who was reading a book with full concentration.
Tian Donghua only took his eyes off the book after Yang Ming sat down. When he saw Yang Ming, he grinned. "Bro, you're here?"
"En, what book are you reading?" Yang Ming closed the book in front of Tian Donghua and looked at the cover. It was actually a marketing management book written by Philip Kotler [1]!
This made Yang Ming widened his eyes. This kid is actually reading this kind of book. Although Yang Ming did not study economics, he also knew that this person was a well-known expert in the field of economics. His books were designated as textbooks by many MBA programs.
"Why are you reading this?" Yang Ming asked in surprise.
"In the future, you told me to take charge of such a big company. If I don't study now, what should I do in the future?" Tian Donghua sighed. "It can't be helped. It'll be too late if I don't learn now."
"I didn't expect that you, kid, would make progress. It seems that this incident has brought some benefits." Yang Ming smiled and patted Tian Donghua's shoulder. "Work hard; don't let me down."
"Don't worry, bro. I won't!" Tian Donghua nodded firmly. "I can never be like my dad. My life is yours. I'll be your ghost when I die..."
Yang Ming felt a little chill and couldn't help but kick Tian Donghua. "Don't say such disgusting things. You tell it to Wang Xue; don't tell me."
Tian Dong laughed and lowered his head to read the book.
This class was the foundation of computer hardware. Yang Ming now had some understanding of computers, so it wasn't hard to listen to it. It was just that the knowledge in the textbook was too old. It couldn't be helped; if the textbook were not changed, the lecturer still had to follow the book to explain.
Yang Ming listened to the lesson as he thought about what he would do at noon. He suddenly thought of Xiao Qing. He called her before and said that he was going to see her. As a result, something big happened to Sun Jie, so he didn't go. Then at noon, should I go see Xiao Qing?
Thinking of what might happen, Yang Ming was excited.
...
The behind-the-scenes boss frowned and waited for news from the Mount Jing police station. However, after the Mount Jing police station took the videotape, there were no signs of activity, and no news of Yang Ming being caught.
"What's going on? Could there be any problems with the videotape?" The behind-the-scenes boss asked Huang Youcai, who was also at wit's end.
"I also don't know." Huang Youcai shook his head. "The people I know are ranked too low in the Mount Jing police. I can't inquire about anything useful. They don't even know how the case has progressed."
"Could the Mount Jing police be very smart, and suddenly notice that the videotape is forged?" asked the behind-the-scenes boss.
"That's impossible, right? Even if it were edited, they should bring Yang Ming back for interrogation. After all, Yang Ming was at the scene of the crime. Yang Ming's suspicion is still considerable," said Huang Youcai. "I feel that things seem to be fishy."
The behind-the-scenes boss nodded. "No matter what the progress of this matter is, don't worry about it anymore. I also feel that things are fishy. If Yang Ming is safe and sound this time, and the Mount Jing police did not find him at all, then he must have some connections that we don't know about or something more important."
[1] [1] An expression for hard-headed.


Yang Ming is an underachiever in high school. Unmotivated, he skips class to shoot pool, cheats on his exams and gets into fights. However, by an act of goodwill and fate, he obtains some high-tech contact lenses that give him superpowers. Together with his gangster street-smarts and ruthless fighting skills, it doesn't take long for him dramatically change his life for the better.
As his journey unfolds, he battles against society's big guns and attempts to bring justice into an unjust world. Along the way, he has many interesting and romantic encounters with the ladies who are charmed by his shameless flirting.
How will he use his superpowers?
Will he be able to overcome evil and bring justice to the world?
Who will he choose to be with at the end? 
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After all the fiasco that has happened inside the Adult Section between Keana and Mors, the two are finally led into safety by Jane. 

Along the way, Keana also introduced the redhead to the clerk.

The trio now found themselves outside, away from the prying eyes of the Bookstore's owner.

With regards to the situation with the guard though? Let's just say that Jane was able to bribe the man with the latest and exclusive adult magazines.

"Ahahaha, now that was a close one!!" Keana grinned playfully as she raised both her arms in the air with enthusiasm.

"You two are indeed lucky that I manage to convince dad that you are in school, telling him that you have no reason to be playing around in town as your school is preparing for the upcoming Foundation Festival." Jane laughed at their expense.

"Yeah, thanks for that Jane, I knew I could count on you!!" Keana smiled as she patted her friend's shoulder gratefully.

"Anytime Keana." Jane smiled as she knows that Keana will be doing the same thing for her. Then her eyes widen as the clerk realizes something. "Oh shit, Dad might get suspicious if I'm out here any longer. I got to go. It was nice seeing you Keana." 

Jane also looks at Mors with a friendly smile. "It's also nice meeting you Ms. Crimstar. I'd be careful if I were you, Keana can be a pain in the ass at times hahaha!!"

Mors nodded in complete agreement with Jane, every tone of her voice as stoic as ever. "Yes, being drag inside a small and cramp room against my will is indeed what you may call a 'pain in the ass'."

Keana just chuckled nervously in response. "To be fair, I did save you the trouble of explaining yourself to the old man."

Jane laughed wholeheartedly at the redhead's witty statement. "Haha, I can definitely tell that you two are going to hit off quite well!! Anyways, I really got to go now. See you girls later."

And with that, Jane made her exit as she gave an enthusiastic wave at the two girls, going inside the bookstore.

"Heh, that's good old Jane alright." Keana smiled brightly as she kept her eyes at the Bookstore. "She never changes."

Then Keana turns her gaze at Mors, the former seemingly back to her competitive spirit. "Since that's now finally settled…"

With the fiasco reaching its fateful conclusion, their matter with regards to a certain book can't be said the same.

Mors reached out from the back of her skirt with the said book, returning the same level of competitive gesture.

"It appears that we are at an impasse then," Mors said as she eyed Keana with an apathetic expression.

"I agree." Keana nodded with her arms crossed. Then she grinned playfully with an idea. "Fine, Rock, paper, and scissors then?"

Mors was baffled by the girl's bizarre suggestion.

"You're jesting right?" Mors was even more unamused than ever if that's even possible. "You want to settle our ownership of the novel with one of the oldest and simplest games in the book?"

"Ahaha, yep!!" Keana grinned with utmost vigor as she  readies herself with the trademark position of the game. "To be honest, it is getting kind of late and I already had my fun here in the city. So yeah, let's settle this once and for all!!"

Mors merely sighed deeply at Keana's antics. Shaking her head, the redhead seems to also be tired after all the ridiculous happenings that just happened in a single episode. With that, Mors finally agrees with the violet-haired girl as she too assumes her own stance of the game. "Fine, what are the rules?"

"Best out of three." Keana grins all too mischievously with skyrocketing confidence, much to Mors' suspicions.

'Ehehehe, that girl has fallen right into my trap.' Keana laughs mentally, her thoughts of achieving that sweet taste of victory right on her fingertips. 'What she does not know is that I'm the freaking master of this game!! No one at school has ever bested me in Rock, Paper, and Scissor hehehe. It may be a game of chance but what many others don't know is that it's all about the psychological pattern. I'm so going to win this!!'

"Very well." Mors calmly agrees with Keana's conditions.

And with that, the two of them readied themselves in perfect unison, screaming the words.

"Rock, Paper, Scissors!!!"

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It was a one-sided battle, a brutal, unforgiving match where the loser was utterly crushed mercilessly without even an ounce of remorse.

In fact, it may not even be considered a battle anymore, a ruthless beating where humiliation is being felt on the losing side.

Keana Blakes was seen kneeling on the ground with utter despair, her entire body shaking with pure disbelief at how she was totally defeated in her own game as she stared aguishly on the ground.

"H-how?" Keana muttered the words in agony. "I was supposed to be unbeatable at this game." 

"And yet I beat you." Mors retorted quickly as she now assumes ownership of the book. "It seems that the book is finally mine."

"W-wait!" Keana in desperation, her amber eyes threatening to fall in tears as she tries to plead with the girl." L-look, that book, the series, it really means a lot to me. Every night, I would always reread the scenes that I love the most, cherishing every word in all my heart. That book, the series in general, kind of save me from depression, back when I was all but a geeky and shy bookworm during my middle-school days. Sure it may be smutty and just porn to others, but once you read at its utmost core, you definitely can't deny the masterpiece that the author has been delivering, with an elaborate plot filled with exciting drama and suspense despite the kinky sex scenes. So, p-please, if you can-"

Before Keana was even given the chance to finish her statement, the book was suddenly thrown to her, much to her utter surprise.

"How pathetic." Mors crossed her arms in annoyance, having a rare feeling of empathy towards the violet-haired girl. "Wipe your tears, I detest anyone assuming such a pitiful state. It seems that is of no joke that you truly love the book, perhaps even more than I have."

"T-thank you." Keana eyed at Mors with appreciation.

"Although." Mors raised her hand, not wanting to hear any more of such weak emotions. "I still am the owner of the book, by right of winning the game. So you are simply borrowing it. I heard about your friend, Jane mentioning that you will be having a festival right?"

"Y-yeah, in about a month and a half from now," Keana answered.

"I see." Mors nodded. "Very well, I'll come back at that specific event to claim what's rightfully mine. Until then, take care not to put a tear on the pages then."

"I will!!" Keana grinned wholeheartedly as she felt touch by the redhead's gesture. "Hehe, you're a cool girl Mors. We are so going to hang out at the festival!!"

"Perhaps." Mors simply answered, neither agreeing or denying.

"Oh crap, it really is getting late," Keana said as she looks at the darkening skies. "Hehe, I have to go now Mors!! See you at the festival!!"

Mors then eyed at Keana as the latter made her retreat in the opposite direction, slowly disappearing on her sights.

"Heh, I didn't know you can be touchy-touchy eh sis?"
Hearing a familiar voice, Mors turned around as Mania made herself known from a corner.

"I just don't want to deal with the girl's wretched tears and emotions." Mors simply responds, not even surprised by her twin sister's sudden appearance.

"Hehe, whatever you say, sis~" Mania smirked teasingly as she wrapped her arms around Mors' shoulders.

As they made their way into whatever direction that they going, Mors could not help but suddenly remembered as a memory from their past resurfaced, kind of similar to the situation with Keana but in a darker way.

"S-sis!!" a young Mania was seen to be crying, her clothes tattered and torn while holding a small ripped teddy bear. "Where are mommy and daddy?!!"

In this scene, they are surrounded by a destroyed town, a place filled with utter destruction in its wake.

Crushed buildings, destroyed houses, and multiple dead bodies surround them all over the place like it was a result of unmercy warfare being struck violently by raging, unbiased genocide.

The young Mors, also with the same condition in her clothes, faced her twin sister apathetically, as she hugs Mania in an attempt to comfort her.

Back at the present, Mors snap herself out from the undesirable memory, an expression of grimace being assumed on her face.

"Weakness," Mors muttered under her breath.

"Never again."

Rin Grayson, Male Agent and Code name "Ant" of the Brotherhood Secret Service. He has one mission, protect the daughter of the Headmaster from all the inevitable danger that is directed on to her but there's a catch... He'll have to do it in disguise... as a girl at an All-Girls School!!



"If it's cute, it's not gay!!!" - a certain Chameleon


Author's summary:

Basically, Boy crossdresses and disguises himself as a girl at an All-girls school for his Agent assignment in protecting the daughter of the headmaster and at the same time, forging friendships and bonds with his new classmates along the way. 

The Male lead is definitely a bad-ass in this story. He is both trustworthy and kind to his friends and the people that he loves and holds dear. At the same time, he is also shown to be ruthless and cold-blooded, showing no utter bullshit to his enemies, depending on the transgressions that they have done, most especially when they have acted upon his friends and loved ones. He also has his perverted moments, grinning like a lecherous old man having lewd thoughts to his female friends. He can be also quite dense, his knowledge sometimes is outside of the norm due to him being exposed mostly in his Agent duties much to some of the girl's displeasure. So many funny misunderstandings also await in here. 

The story is set on the fictional country of the Twilight Kingdom, a country where the Queen rules prosperously and is your typical modern one, with some exciting twist. Most especially, a certain place where only the criminal and lawless live... The Underworld. It is a forsaken place that will showcase a string of events that will definitely shake the heart of the very kingdom itself as webs of intrigue and plays intertwine with our MC, his friends, and allies being at the center. 

Male Spy at an All-Girls School not only deals with the story of our Male lead but also among others, showing how their lives are interconnected with one another in a single thread of fate, ultimately leading to an epic finale where everyone showcases growths in their physical and mostly emotional aspect with the MC leading on the top. 

In short, there will be cheesy moments, drama, comedy, romance, and definitely, action. It is a Spy story after all, with a harem, dark, comical twist.


(Cover photo not mine. CTTO)

Everyone looks at the world like this is it. What you see is what you get. There is nothing more to it and nothing less, right? What if I told you that you were wrong, that there's a whole different world out there that most people can't see simply because they weren't invited? You would think I was crazy. It sounds crazy to me and I was invited. People say seeing is believing but honestly when you're told for so long what's real and what isn't then even seeing it is hard to believe. Let me put it this way, everything is real. Yes your heard me correctly, everything is real. It may not be exactly as you know it but it's real. Every fictional, fantasy, and mythology book you have ever read is all real. Vampires, werewolves, lycins, ghosts, ghools, goblins, monsters, pixies, fairies, Zeus and Odin; contrary to popular belief they aren't the same God with different takes on them, they are completely different. So I guess you're wondering who I am, telling you all of this amazing unbelievable stuff? That one's simple enough.
Hello, my name is Trixie Belladonna Merchant the ninth... Or first, depends on who you ask I suppose. Don't worry I will explain that shortly. I'm fairly attractive I guess. I'm of average build for a woman, five foot even with voluptuous curves. Skin the color of porcelain like a doll with bright red lips. I'm pretty average and usually over looked, all except my hair. The thing is I can't give you a specific color because it changes depending on what faction I am near. the doctors could never explain it and I didn't find out why myself until I turned 21. But again that will be explained shortly. Now as for the tall tail you think I have spun I'm going to have to start at my beginning to their world so you will understand.
  It all started on November 1st, my birthday. Yeah I know, I always had the most amazing Halloween parties because of it. So on this particular birthday being as it was my 21st I was extremely hung over when I rolled out of bed at 12 that afternoon. I got up and threw on my favorite pair of skinny jeans and my tightest I.C.P shirt and my vans. Grabbed my keys and threw my (for the moment) flaming blue hair in a messy bun and started to headed out the door to the local coffee shop Haddies' for a mocha whatever. I live in a really old but still well kept and gorgeous, might I add, plantation home in North Port, Louisiana. Before you ask, no my family weren't slave owners, we hail from Romania and actually only settled hear from my understanding about three generations ago. I never dug much past that but I should have.
  My family was well known and I always assumed it was because of where we lived. I was always told my parents were insurance salesmen but when you're as spoon fed as I was you don't really care. I rarely saw my parents and always had Antoinette as my live in nanny, I call her Nanette. Because of my parents guilt from their absence I suppose you could say I was spoiled in a way but don't think that ment I had everything. Luckily I had my Nanette to keep me from being such a terrible little wretch like most rich kids were. As I was leaving I was stopped by her, "Chile where you head to, it's your birthday?" Nanette said in her slight Cajun drawl. 
"I'm headed for a coffee, would you like me to bring you one? I know you have special plans for me tonight like always so I won't be home any later then 7. If that is ok with you, that is?" I said as I kissed her on the cheek and started to head out again when the look on her face had me concerned.
"Nanette what's wrong? Has something happened?" I inquired.
"Now Cher what could be wrong? It is your birthday after all. Ni not a ting wrong, I justa need you home right after your coffee today is more portant then the others." she quipped and turned on her heels to head her own way.
I was puzzled, "Why is it more important then the others."
"Hurry after that coffee, you know which ones I like Tix. You will see when you return." and with that she tossed her hand turned the corner and left my line of vision. She isn't my mother by birth but she has always been here for me and more then just a nanny so in turn I respected her and would come straight home. As I closed the door behind me I was still wondering about the face she had made. Once I was in the car almost at Haddies' , it hit me. Had Nanette just called me Tix? Granted that was her nickname for me but she hadn't used it since I was 16. Now I was worried. I grabbed our coffees but when I got back to my powder blue 2020 Cadillac CTS-V (courtesy of the absentee parentals) some odd looking guy with a top hat was leaning on it.
  I coughed to clear my throat since he had his head down. "Excuse me," I said cautiously when he didn't look up. " You're propped on my car and I need you to move." It wasn't the way he looked that had me creeped out, I mean I do live in Louisiana so I have see all kind of crazy things a people dressed differently. Being home of the Mar-di-gras I didn't think there was anything I hadn't seen. This guy just put off a vibe that made me uncomfortable in my own skin for some reason. Then he did it. He looked up straight into my eyes and it was as if he were digging a hole straight into my soul. what was even worse was his eyes were red. Not like bloodshot from drinking to much red but the color of his eyes were red. Now I can't say much my eyes are such a deep blue they look purple and most people thought I wore contacts but come on. His eyes were freaking RED. To top it off I knew him. Don't ask me how because I have never seen this man before in my life but deep in my core I knew him. 
  He tilted his head looking me up and down. Usually this would make me uncomfortable because even though I have had my fun I am still a virgin. Somehow along with me feeling like I knew him this also felt normal. "Bonjour, Madam Belladonna, we are once again in need of your assistance." He said sounding french. 
 "Umm. Excuse me but do I know you? I feel like I have met you before but I don't believe I have." I said finally peeling my eyes from his to return a glance over myself. At that moment he stood and I took in his height. He was well over six foot tall and lean but muscular build in a black suit. I noticed his shirt was unbuttoned revealing his beautiful bare caramel coloured skin covered in vivid tattoos that almost looked as  if they were moving. I looked back at his face so as not to get lost in their dance and noticed how incredibly perfect he looked. From his mid length stringy bouncy black n red streaked curls to his centered button nose and gorgeous high cheek bones to his full plump dull red lips and strong jawbone. Perfectly symmetrical almost like a doll, I stared in awe. He was the most gorgeous man I had ever seen but in the same breathe also the creepiest. I couldn't catch my breath and he stepped towards me.
  "Wait stop," I almost screamed," Did you just call me by my name? H-How do you know my name?"
 "You don't remember me Mon Cher. Ah I wouldn't think so it has been over five hundred years. Give or take a few. So no," He said seamingly lost in thought." I don't guess we know each other but once upon a time as mortals say we knew each other." 
My head felt like it was swimming. Obviously this man was crazy but I felt truth in his words. That thought alone was crazy. How could I feel truth but yet I did.
"I am Damien Lamar Jones and it's very nice to meet you, again." He said before taking my hand and kissing. 
  I pulled my hand away, not because it felt wrong but because people were walking past. Then I heard his 'again' and faultered.
  "I am sorry I am so confused," I began but he cut me off, "No time to explain Mon Cher. I must do this now for they are coming." He snapped his eyes to the sides and behind me as if seeing something I couldn't. Then in a thundering voice that sent shivers down my spine," By the tides and waves, the bonds that bind shall be broken. Open your eyes Queen of the damned, demented, and forgotten. Lady of the white stands in the night to love all of those creatures unloved and despised. Let the veil once shrouding your vision clear away before it's too late. I, thy oldest servant that stands, Shaman King Lamar command you to remember who you are. We the Elders of Old invite you to return to the ways that once were and the time you rained high by our sides. Lady Trixie Belladonna Merchant you are invited to the Factions of life." With that's he held out a vile of rainbow coloured essence. "Drink this and you will understand, I promise." Then he was gone. Literally vanished into thin air. I now stood holding my cup holder of coffee in one hand and a vile of rainbow essence in the other. So I pocketed the latter and got in my car. The whole drive home all I could hear was Damien Lamar Jones telling me to remember who I am. What did that mean?
  The drive was almost robotic. I don't even remember getting out and going in but as soon as I shut the door I heard Nanette's voice in my head, "Chile did you drink the vile?" This startled me and I almost dropped the coffee but something wouldn't let me. I realized I was frozen in place maybe by fear? No I wouldn't say that and I heard Nanette again," You can come no farther Tix until you drink the vile, for you have been invited." There she was my Antoinette standing in front of me but her mouth wasn't moving and she looked pained. I tried to reach out to her but couldn't, I tried to speak but couldn't. Ok now I was freaked. I guess she could see this and again whispered into my mind,"Calm bebe, Nanette is her my sweet Tix. I am not hurt, not yet, justa holding the barrier for your protection. I can not let it go until you have drink the essentia. You must hurry chile, I will protect you with all of my life force this I have promised but I can tell you still need me and if it isn't done soon I feel I may fade." 
  Not even frozen in place could stop the tears from spilling over. So I tried and to my surprise I could move to take the vile out of my pocket and bring it to my lips. I paused,"Nanette I am scared and I don't know what is going on," I somehow managed to whisper into her mind. She smiled then.
  "Ni my Tix you know I dare never hurt you ever and always on the path of right I walked. Please bebe trust your Nanette for both our safetys." she pleaded in my head and with that I downed the whole thing with ease. 
  Fire shot through my eyes and I crumpled on the floor at the same time a blue hue dispersed through the house and Nanette came over and laid over my body truely whispering into my ear, "What you think you know of the world is but a small sliver of the truth, sleep now bebe my own Tix. You need time to heal and remember. When you wake I will be here waiting watching and protecting as I always have. Even more I shall finally explain to you your importance in this world. Sleep and dream of the old times," and with that I gave way to the pain and the deep black depth that called me and slept.

Belladonna just turned 21 and isn't expecting anything different this birthday then spending the day with her live in nanny who is more like a mother due to her parents never being there. she had no idea how wrong she was until she went to get coffee and stumbled across a dark and mysterious man in a top hat. His words forever changed her world and what came next has her falling out

To his credit, Howard didn't push it and quickly agreed that we could take our time with the class. We talk further about the security of the workshop and Howards said he wanted to take a look at the security features of my home. I personally don't think it was necessary but had to allow it. It's what I'm paying him for anyway.
I then ask Howard about his privacy cone and could not hid my interest when he inform me that it could be permanently attached to cybernetics like my arm. Since I was thinking of upgrading my cybernetics, I got the product webpage from Howard. While we were eating, Jaya called.
He had made enquiries about The SCR Festival and said I had a decision to make. The festival is in three months but the organizers require interested parties to book their stand at least six weeks beforehand. We must also state how big our stall would be. Due to the limited space available, stalls at the festival only comes in three sizes. A Silver stall which is big enough to showcase two Battlesuits, a Gold stall big enough for three to five Battlesuits, and a Premium stall big enough to hold up to fifteen Battlesuits.
The sizes of the stalls seems strange to me so I asked Jaya about them. He informed me that not everyone at the festival will be showcasing Battlesuits. Companies showcasing mechs and aircrafts almost has to get a Premium stall while small start-ups with one or two products can take the Silver stall. Since The Fat Tinkerer is somewhere in the middle, that leaves me with a question; do I want a Silver or Gold stall?
I immediately told him to book the Gold. Currently The Fat Tinkerer has three models of Battlesuits under its catalogue; the Jumpbot, the Trackbot, and the Decimator. I can put a version of each of them in the stall plus the new Battlesuit I am going to build for the mission. The only problem is time.
The SCR Festival is in three months and I intend to build a brand new Battlesuit. Outside the time I need to design it, I also has to build and certified the Battlesuit. I also need to consider the time needed to ship all the Battlesuits to Bangkok. Three months to do everything is a little tight but I should be able to do it. Even if I failed to design and build the Grade 1 Battlesuit in time, I still has three Battlesuits to show off so the Gold stall is the one to get.
After finishing the call with Jaya, I told Howard of my participation in the festival. His reaction was totally different from mine. I was excited to be participating in the festival; he was worried about the security at the exhibition. Refusing to hear my assurance about my own personal safety, Howard said he will contact Jaya to discuss the security of the festival. I couldn't care to argue so I only shrug. As long as it doesn't trouble me, these two can play all the security games they want.
Howard and I walked back to the workshop and on the way back, I enjoyed the sight of the vehicles in the other workshops. There were always a number of classic vehicles at the workshops and as usual I took my time to appreciate them all. When we finally returned to the workshop, Howard and I said our goodbyes. He was going to check out the SCR Festival and see about the security situation in Bangkok. I returned to the office.
The green hologram was still on and I took a good look at it when I sat down at the desk. According to Nor Avante, Earth was filled with an unknown energy called 'Mana'. You can't see it, you can't taste it, and you can't even measure it, but it is there. Magic is the art of shaping this energy into usable things. From what Nor Avante said, humans has been using this unknown energy for eons. This is why there is records of magic-users in all ancient cultures. They were called by different names; wizards, bomohs, shamans, shugenjas, but they were all magic-users. Modern magic-users still use these titles and the title of the magic-user tells you how they use magic. That was the gist of the problem.
From what I gathered from Nor Avante, the art of magic is as wide as the field of science. Biologists and engineers are both scientists but the area they were involved in almost never cross. The same could be said of magic. From the lesson I got yesterday, I immediately understood that the art of magic is too wide and I need to narrow down my focus. My knowledge of the art is too basic so after the lesson was over, I stayed behind in the workshop to work on the one form of magic I know the best; the protection cards I got from my father.
According to Nor Avante, the cards were made by a high level 'Scribe', a type of magic-user that used Mana to place wards on paper. At least it was paper in the past. Nowadays, Scribes place their wards on more hardy materials like metal plates and you can placed these plates as wards on places you want to protect. As long as there is no other energy running through them, they will work. You can't place them on the surface of an engine of a car for example as the energy created by the engine would interfere with the ward of the card, but you can placed it on the door of the car to protect the door. I found this to be very restrictive and was thinking of a way to go around that restriction.
I thought of a device that I could put several cards in and with the press of a button, activated the card I want to activate. The basic design I was working on was a simple device that had a board surface with a flip mechanism. The idea is to have two cards placed on either side of the device and with a button, changed the card that is showing on the surface. The board surface is smooth with no energy running through it with only two points on the top and bottom of the board attached to an energy source to flip over the board.
It was a simple almost medieval idea that goes around the energy restriction and while it doesn't exactly fit the criteria of technology and magic existing together, it should work in theory. When trying out new technology, it's important to take baby steps first. The problem is how to install on a Battlesuit. That was the problem I was working on when I fell asleep. I turned off the green hologram. This was a project for the future. Right now I have a festival to get ready for.

Tobias Wong is a man with secrets. 
He dreams of being a Battlesuit Designer.
He does not hate the government.
And his father is a supervillain.
Then one day, his absent father left him another. A secret so big and powerful, it would change his life forever.
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This is the unedited draft of the story. There is a published version of this novel on Amazon. Thanks

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