An isekai but I’m trying my best to make the MC a reasonable person, not a goody two shoes or a bastard.

Suddenly appearing in the Valley of the Five Mountains, everyone was quite surprised as they took a moment to gather their bearings. Currently, though, they were standing in a slightly large gathering hall. Guessing by the Legacy Crystal floating at its center, it had probably generated the building to commemorate the establishment of the village.

As Arthur adjusted to the surroundings, his eyes focused on the floating legacy crystal as the center of the hall.  Abruptly a bluish display appeared before him:

 [Village Name: Unnamed]

[Village Chief: Arthur]

[Village Grade: 0]

[Civil Index: 0]
- Based on (Village) Growth and Political Prowess

[Millitary Index: 0]
- Based on Internal Security and Strength of military

[Industrial Index: 0]
- Based on Production and Resource allocation

 [Economic Index: 0]
- Based on Monetary circulation and Trade.

 Village Properties:
 'Five Pillars of Civilization': Due to the Uniqueness of Current Geography, Village Chief's Reward for Clearing Qualification Test has Been Modified To  Complement The Geography. Before Each Mountain, There is a Void Portal to Gain Entry to the Mystical Space Inside. As Your Territory Develops, so will the Effects of each Void Space.
- Currently 
o Central Mountain (Mount Prometheus): Accelerated Time and Stable Natural Laws. Largest Space. Excellent For Research and Development.

o First Left Mountain (Mount Militum): High Energy Density. Stronger Gravitational Pull. Diverse Terrains. Excellent For Military Training.

o Second Left Mountain (Mount. Metallum): Unique Metallic Biomes. Rich Regenerative Mines. Excellent For Mining

o First Right Moutain (Mount Herba): Rich Realm Energy. Accelerated Time. Extreme Biomes. Cyclic Weather System. Excellent for Herb Cultivation.

o Second Right Mountain (Mount Villam): Large Fertile Land. Large Grasslands. Stable Climate. Accelerated Time. Excellent for Agriculture.

Upon reading all of the available information. Arthur focused on the name of the village, and it promptly gave him the option to name it. With a thought, the Village was named Avalon. 
What really excited Arthur, though, was Avalon's current property -  The Five Pillars of Civilizations. 

Currently, the Village of Avalon was housed at the foot of the central mountain of the five mountains. With the worlds within these mountains, the most basic problems upcoming lords face, resources, has already been solved. As long as he had the population, putting these mini-worlds to use, would bring in great benefits.

Before we proceed, one must know that though the 'Five Pillars of Civilization' sounds ridiculous, they in fact are, especially considering the fact that its effects grow as the village grows. However, despite how outrageous it sounds, in the Realm of Pandora, it isn't that abnormal. For example, say someone found an iron mine, and they mine it for a while. Eventually, there will be nothing to left to mine. But in the Realm of Pandora, as long as an energy source can be supplied to the mine, it will continuously generate iron from the existing iron. Whereas The Five Pillars of Civilization's energy source is the Realm itself! And say someone one wanted a mini-world like the ones inside the mountains, they can as long as they have the right materials and tools. Would those mini-worlds be as good as the 'Five Pillars of Civilization?' Yea, of course….in their dreams.

As Arthur extricated himself from the Legacy Crystal's display, he found that the refugees were all stand in the Village's Hall politely waiting for him. Surprisingly, however, they didn't at all seem surprised by the recent turn of events.

With an awkward cough, " my apologies. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Arthur and welcome to the Village of Avalon."

Hearing Arthur's introduction, a silver-haired elder in scholarly robes stepped forward." A pleasure to make your acquaintance Arthur, I am Myrddin. Thank you for coming to our rescue earlier. Without your aid, I'm afraid our circumstances wouldn't have been the most favorable."

Arthur nodded in acceptance. "Judging by your situation, were you guys heading somewhere?"

"Ah yes, we were selected by our city based on our potentials to initiate the colonization of a newly discovered frontier. But before we could leave, our city was attacked, forcing us to flee. I know, comparing me to the youths behind me, my potential has long been spent. Regardless, I also hold the most experience amongst them regarding matters of establishing a settlement. If I am not wrong, did your sudden appearance have something to do with a settlement establishment task."

In Arthur's head, he couldn't help but smile. 'Just The Five Pillars of Civilization alone and he could already consider himself to be incredibly fortunate, but stumble into a group of people handpicked to create a settlement from scratch. Hmm, perhaps he was a legendary figure in the past or something to receive such fortune.

With a sturdy gaze, Arthur responded."Correct, but I didn't expect it to turn out how it did. 
Nevertheless, my condolences on your lost home. However, as you can see, I am by my lonesome  in this valley, and would more love for you guys to help make this your new home."

Myrddin nodded, "it as The Fates have woven."

Stepping back, he allowed the people behind him to introduce themselves.

The first to step up was a brown-haired lady, around twenty years of age.

"Hello Chief Arthur, I am Elizabeth Greenleaf, an apprentice pharmacist." 

Behind her were five women she introduced as herbalists; they seemed to be slightly younger than her.

Smiling, Arthur stretched out his hands."A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Ms. Greenleaf."

"Likewise"

Following her, a wiry tan man around thirty stepped forward and stretched out his hand. "Nice to meet you, Chief, I am Norman Borlaug, an agriculturer. Similarly, behind were five men and five women, who were his helpers.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Borlaug."

Next up was a blonde-haired lady with round spectacles. Her name was Marie Curie, a researcher and was also assisted by two men and three women.

After he was a well-built dark-skinned man, who introduced himself as Tubal Cain. He was a blacksmith and was assisted by ten apprentices.

Afterward was a miner, he was slightly short but had a sturdy build and went by the name George Hearst. Behind were another ten men of the same stature.

Following him were four other men, each with ten assistants, well five if you include Siegfried. A lumberjack who went by Gifford Pinchot. A carpenter named Lu Ban. A stonemason named Sophroniscus. And last but not least was a constructor called Imhotep.

After everyone introduced themselves, the grin in Arthur's head broadened even more. As luck would have it, the universe had practically just gifted him the talent he would achieve his goal. Only with sturdy foundations can one seek to build. Perhaps he really was a legendary figure in his past life who saved the universe in a previous life. Smiling due to how well things were proceeding, Arthur beckoned everyone to take a seat. They were all in this together; thus, they all sat down to begin planning the growth of the village.

Currently, Excalibur was floating around outside while Aegon and Luna were in opposite corners of the hall and would occasionally throw provocative gazes at each other. Though Luna had posed a threat to the group before, no one really cared anymore. For one, no one was seriously injured, and second, they were the ones who intruded into her territory. Other than Aegon who nursed a personal grudge, everyone else simply moved on. As they say, today's enemy could be tomorrow's friend.

As everyone was seated, Arthur's eyes couldn't help but shine with excitement. After all, he had been waiting for this moment since he was five years old. 

The general discussion began with assessing the general geography of the region. With the Legacy Crystal, a holographic 3D model was generated for everyone to survey. From was they could thus far, at the center of the valley was a large lake, while outside the valley of the 5 mountains, there were three biomes. On the left was a thick forest, the center a large plain, and on the right was a bay. 
Agreeing that with their current capabilities developing the valley was the most optimal choice.

Throughout a discussion, Arthur also learned that aside from Siegfried, the other heads all had abilities. 

Though Myrddin seemed normal, he actually had an ability – foresight-, without much being said, it allowed to have visions of upcoming events.

Elizabeth had -molecular analysis-, which enable her to view compounds on a molecular level and could even stimulate their reactions with each other in her head, and excellent skill for a pharmacist.
 
Whereas Norman had – flora linguistics -, which enabled him to talk to plants and could even revitalize them which his voice alone, indeed an agriculturer. 

Marie, the researcher, had – intellectus-, the ability acts passively but grants Marie incredibly high intelligence allowing her to runs countless calculations in her head. It also granted her a photographic memory, indeed an imperative ability to have as a researcher.

Tubal's was – cast and mold -, with his bare hands, he could grab a heated metal and kneed and mold like bread dough until he got his desired piece, a definite must-watch. 

George's was – metal talk-, kinda like pillow talking, but for metals. In a coaxing voice, he could encourage metals to reveal themselves, and could even subdue some sentient metals. 

Gifford's ability one was – timber-, by yelling it out, he could instantly topple a tree, but of course, was limited to a certain amount of times a day.

While Gifford could topple trees, Lu Ban's ability – whisper wood- was a bit unique, by stroking a piece of wood, he would either make the wood soft or hard. It is quite useful carpentry, especially when crafting difficult pieces.

Stonemason Sophroniscus, on the other hand, had – Petra'form-, with it he could combine various stones to create stronger one, and could also freely mold them as he wished.

As for constructor Ahmotep, his ability was – re' struct-, along with virtual visualization, with enough materials he could build anything efficiently and perfectly. The only downside to it was its vast energy consumption, which limited how much he could build.

Learning of everyone's abilities, Arthur felt more secure about the future plans they had set up.
Currently, with expansion in mind and as the only building in their settlement, the area about ten kilometers from the village hall, will be left vacant.  At the peripherals of that, two circular structures will be set up. The one on the left would be the Military Hall, while the one on the right would be the Civil Hall. A few kilometers past them would be a proper Settlement hall. As for space between them, it would be future and expansion and potential plazas. Past the Settlement Hall, the following area will be dedicated to an institute. Still, for now, there were no plans for its construction. Following that area, the development of houses will begin there, filling up the rest of the valley along with other structures. 

For now, though, the main objective is to build temporary homes within the mountain mini-worlds to get people used to them and prep them for use.

After that has been established, semi-circular buildings will be built at the foot of each mountain would act as a nerve center for the mini-worlds that manage, except the central one since that where the settlement's main building is.

As for now, that is the current plan.

With nowhere else to sleep, everyone just pulled out their sleeping bags and soundly fell asleep in the Village Hall. Afterall the next day would be quite busy.

While everyone turned in, Arthur made his way to the back of the hall to a small corridor that led to a small study room. 

As he sat down at the lone desk, the ring on his finger suddenly glowed, and the journal appeared on the desk. Unfortunately, Arthur still couldn't activate the storage capabilities of it.

Sighing, he took a moment to look at the small journal that had appeared. There was a beautiful golden crest inlaid on it. Overall its beauty relied on its simplicity. With an outline of a shield as its border, a noble-looking dragon holding a quill and a sword graced its center.

Opening it, Arthur was first greeted with letters written in gold.

To My Dear Son,

In here lies my journey from a little village chief to a sovereign.

A bit of a heads up, there are a lot of blunders in here, and when I say a lot, I mean a lot.

Just don't laugh at your old man too hard, okay?

Day 1.

Unbeknownst to Arthur, due to the exhausting events of the day. Before he had read past 'Day 1', he had drifted off to sleep.

As was a common habit of Myrddin, he walked in the valley for a bit, enjoying the luminous night sky before returning back to the Village Hall. With streaks of moonlight entering the hall, he could easily see that everyone in the hall was sound asleep. Following his survey, he went to check on Arthur in the Study Room. Seeing that he was asleep too, he prepared to leave when a glint caught his eye, the journal. Looking at the crest on the cover of the journal, he couldn't help but smile.

"Goodnight, your highness."

The Drums Of War Have Sounded.

In A World Where The Strong Devour The Weak.

Lives Will Reaped By The Hooded Reaper Dancing In A Bountiful Harvest.

Blood Will Bathe The Lands.

Empires Will Fall.

Those Once In Slumber Will Awaken.

But, Lose Not All Hope Inhabitants Of The Realm.

 From Five Peaks, Will A Pheonix Arise.

So Weep O Ye People, Weep, For Your Salvation Comes.

 Let Thou Tears Form Rivers.

For Your Tear Drops On Earth Summon the King Of Kings.

Bow, I Say.

 Bow.

For Your Sovereign, Has Arrived.

my name is Tessa Davidson... a student at SkyFantasia Academy... I plan in my future to become a great scientist or maybe a mage if I'm lucky, it's hard to pass in the exams but it'll be easy if you listen to the teachers carefully, everything they say is a clue to an answer... and every answer is a key to move forward to the future... hahaha that's what my parents say after they finished studying here.... I still don't get it though

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"hey Tes!" Corey shouted making me stop writing... "what is it?" I asked wanting to just keep writing "it's time to pass the journal, oh god... don't tell me you fell in love with the journal already!!! I haven't even confessed my love to you yet...." Corey said... Corey is very flirty, I get it that it's part of his ego, but still... why practice the lines on me? I passed my journal to our teacher so Corey would stop saying that I was in love with the journal... "you happy?" he hugged me as for response... he stopped hugging me and wrote something in his..... journal.....
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"why are you aloud to write in your journal and I can't?!" I asked... "because you know I'll love you more than a silly object ♥" he said said smirking.... ugh...

"listen up class, today we have a very important thing to discuss... we'll be going to travel in the past... were magic and some creatures had never existed yet..." she explained more... and I couldn't believe if she was saying the truth 

 "are you all ready...?" she asked... Corey looked at me, he wants to know my answer... I stepped back, when my teacher noticed she told me to go outside with the rest of the students who stepped back, Corey followed me... I didn't know if he wanted to step back, but he followed me anyways... since we didn't get to do that class it technically mean it's lunchtime already... Corey's mood brightened and we ate lunch together with lily, lily was his little sister... smart and innocent... lily's dream is to become the ruler of earth...

"you guys wanna go ride one of the dragons?" Corey said... lily agreed while I refuse... I texted Leon to give him a sign
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Tessa: good luck!
Leon:????
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even if I refuse, I followed them to go to Leon... Leon seemed confuse on why the three of us went to him, but when he realized why where there, he was about flee and run for it, Corey grabbed him by the shoulder before Leon could've ran "one more time for my sister Leon" Leon didn't want to turn into a dragon and give the two a joyride, but he managed to agree and gave them a ride... I went to the balcony to see them go.. and looked at the view.... 'i wonder how life could've been if magic and spells didn't exist....' i mumbled

A high school with all types of students....

Kiara Hoffman's POV
After I was being approached by Boss, as he liked for me to call him that, he took me to his secret place. You know, one of those places that no one knows but it was in front of you all the time. Yup, Boss brought me to the lab that was a few blocks away from the boxing arena. It was in Zurich, mind you, the place that I have been sitting since I worked at the travel agency.
 "So, you wanted to kill Charles Debrun. May I ask you why?" He asked as he was arching his eyebrow at me. I scoffed at him as I was crossing my hands in front of my chest.
 "He's my enemy," I said simply. I mean, his father was the enemy of mine so naturally, he was the natural enemy of me
 "Interesting. Do you know why he became your enemy?" He asked again.
 "Does it matter?" I asked as I was putting my hands on the hips. He laughed before he shook his head.
 "As I ask you before, why he is your enemy? Does he kill you, parents?" He asked. I shook my head.
 "Took your virtue?" He asked. I blushed at the blunt question but I shook my head.
 "Took something precious of you then, your research, your reputation, your property?" He asked as I shook my head.
 "None of the things that you asked me. But it is only natural that his father was the enemy of my father. Hence, I will treat him as such. My enemy that is," I said as I was looking at Boss. He was staring at me before he chuckled as he shook his head.
 "Ah, youngsters. So much energy but not so much on the intelligence," he said as I turned sharply at him. I narrowed my eyes at him. My blood was boiling.
 "Listen here, mister—"
 "Did your father told you why Charles' father was being his enemy?" He asked. I blinked a few times. Ever since I met my father, he never told anything about why.
 Why he hated Albert Debrun so much? Why I must take revenge on Charles?
I shook my head as Boss nodded at me.
 "Thought as much," he said before he took something from the shelves. I don't know there was a shelf near the lab.
 "Do you know about this?" He asked me. I shook my head as I don't have any idea or clue about the journal that he held in his hand.
 "This is Albert's journal. Well, a copy. Maybe you should take a look when you were home," he said as he was handing the journal at me. I took it as I was looking at the worn leather and weariness of the journal.
 "How do you know this is his father's journal?" I asked him as he was smiling at me.
 "Easy, because I am his colleague as well as your father's. You will learn everything inside when you read it. Oh, one thing, read it until the end," he said before he shoved me out of the lab as I was looking at the journal. It was not a too light or too heavy read. It was okay to read.
 I shrugged before I went out of the street and took the public transport to my apartment. I lived alone as no one cared enough to know about me. I took a bath as I went to eat some light dinner of yesterday's leftover. Then I went to put it all away and focused myself on this journal of my news reading.
 "Well, it doesn't hurt to read it," I said as I opened the first page and I looked at the cursive handwriting.

Dear Charles,
If you are reading this journal, it means that I am dead and the last defense for the serum has been killed. It was your godfather, the man that raised you. He was my best friend, he and I went back when we were only a toddler. But I have regarded him as my brother.
 The reason why I asked him to raise you was to conceal you from the truth. You have no idea how much it broke my heart to leave you. I know that you never know your mother as she was my wife and colleague in this mission of ours.
 Danial Clarke made sure that we will be working more than we should. I told him to stop but he was obsessed with teleportation. And when I discovered that he has used on his wife of our serum, it broke my heart that she was unable to walk again. More devastatingly, she was with a child. His child to be exact.
 I never knew his child for that matter but know this, do not contact Danial Clarke or his association, including his daughter. You will secure this journal as his goons will search for it. Trust no one, even though it was the woman that you love. Look what happened to Danial's wife.
 You are in Zurich, the capital of finance and banking. I know you will do the right choice to invest in those routes as they will never out. Build your empire and maybe, just maybe you will find justice for our demise.
Forever your loving father,
Albert Debrun.

I never knew that my father was being cruel to my mother. I thought they were in love with each other as my mother said in her letter. Maybe that's why she tried to protect me as she ran away from my father.
 But fate was cruel as I was to be told by my father to use my power for evil, to do his bidding. Now that he was gone, I only know the truth behind everything that I did in my past. A tear was sliding my cheek as I don't recall I ever cried. Even when I read my mother's letter. It was nothing until now.
 Until I know the truth. 
And so, I wept like a baby and I think I might have to forget this vengeance after all. He killed my mother and I have turned that anger into someone innocent. Someone like Charles. I have a new determination in my body as I will be doing some justice for my mother. 
 And some apologies to a certain someone.
In came the morning, I was at the travel agency again as I went to work. I was happy as I was crying all night that I know my eyes most likely be bloodshot. I sighed as I was rubbing my eyes before I saw someone was standing in front of me.
 Charles Debrun.
Was he here to demand justice for his father? Was he here to tell me that he will demand me to go to jail as I will be willing to do so, knowing how much my father has broken his family. I sighed as I went to greet him.
 "Mr. Debrun, was it?" I started the conversation as he was looking at the ground before lifting his hazel eyes to me. I drew a sharp breath as my heart was beating wildly in my heart.
 "We need to talk," he stated. I smiled at him before I looked around. There was no one but it was hardly the rush hour yet.
 "You mean, right now?" I asked him as he nodded. I looked at my watch as it was 9 AM. I should check-in and maybe asked him to talk with me tonight, maybe go out to dinner, my treat of course. It was the least I can do to him.
 "I'm working right now. Perhaps if you are not too busy for dinner tonight—"
 "I can't. I have to go to Denmark after this," he said as my heart was tugging at him. I was the one that booked his flight. Why should I make it today?
 "If it pleases you, I can change your flight to tomorrow night, if you like," I said as I was trying to buy some time with him. Maybe I wanted to make sure that I apologize to him correctly before we developed our relationship, perhaps friendship.
 I highly doubted it.
I can see that he was thinking about something before his jaws clenched. I was hoping that he would say yes as my heart was beating so hard I hoped that he would not hear it.
 "Very well, tonight then and a change of schedule. Perhaps I needed as much," he said as he was smiling at me. I never knew that he would smile at me. I was his father's enemy daughter, the killer of his family.
 He should not be smiling at me, at all.
 "Well, see you then. At 8?" I asked him as he nodded. I nodded before I was about to get inside the room, Charles stopped me from going inside as he held my hand on the door handle.
 "Will I pick you up at your house?" He asked, whispered into my ear before I turned to look at him. His face was mere inches from me as my breath mingled with his.
 "You don't know where I live," I said as he smirked at me. My heart was beating faster as he was looking at me with his hooded eyes.
 "That's why I was asking you," he said before I nodded at him. Our lips were barely touched before he stepped back as I wrote my address on a piece of paper.
 "Here," I said as I handed it to him. He took it as he touched my fingers. The heat lingered even after he retreated his hand.
 "I see you tonight, Kiara," he said my name as he was turning away from me and walked away. I released the breath that I don't even know I was holding before I went inside the house with a flushed face and night to look forward to.

These Ingenious Male will melt your hearts with their charming and witty senses. But they have baggage from their past with them. Can their match overcome them?
First, we have Kai Virtanen who was arranged to marry the Finnish Princess, Kathleen Remes.
Then, we have our Wedding Planner, Antonio Romano, whose task was to locate the missing Princess, Christine Rovski.
Also, we have Charles Debrun who has been kidnapped by Kiara Hoffman because of his research.
Lastly, we have Katherine Remes, the Acting Queen of Finland to find a suitor by a contest that Leonardo Ricci was forced to participate in.
Can they face their past together or will they fall apart? Find out in this new series by Nikki Larousse.

Just as the appraiser predicted, his items were scheduled in the first half of the session.
The auction did not sell all the necklaces at once. Instead, they divided them and presented one each time several other lots were sold.
Angor's products were low-class storage holders. He originally estimated that each item would earn him twenty to thirty thousand crystals, but the actual bidding price went a little higher because there was competition. This was also the reason why he took the items to the auction instead of selling them to other shops.
After paying auction commission and part of the income to Sunders, Angor believed that each necklace would bring him about ten thousand crystals. Selling four meant 40,000 in total. This was a big fortune even to some of the most powerful wizards.
Despite that, when compared to the prices of other lots, forty thousand crystals was like a drop in the ocean—completely negligible.
Angor was hoping that he could use the money to buy some materials that he might use in the future, but in the end, he simply gave up because the final bid of every single item would reach at least ten thousand.
He might be able to afford one or two lots, but he was not going to stock something he couldn't use any time soon.
Sunders, on the other hand, won several spell mediums that were commonly used by wizards to cast spells easier. At the same time, such items could assist wizards to create new forms of spells. As a truth-finder wizard, most of Sunders' spells were unique. Still, the gentleman would like to constantly discover new ones.
The auction entered a brief resting session after the 100th item was sold. There would be ten minutes for them to rest. In addition to letting their customers catch some respite, the auction also meant to tell them that those who couldn't participate in the competition for the better items should leave as soon as possible.
During the "2nd session", Angor noticed that the starting bids of the items were still acceptable.
There were more interesting entities being shown here, such as otherworldly slaves.
"This creature can only speak lies…"
"This is a Finkenel. While 95% of its body resembles us humans, its internal layout is completely different…"
"Someone sent us two slaves. A Multi-Eyed Demon and a Grave Ghoul…"
Most of the slaves were extremely expensive because bringing them here required a huge amount of effort, such as transporting them across thousands of different planes. Listening to Melantha's explanation also helped Angor earn some basic insight into the countless foreign planes out there.
There was a 3rd session of the auction. Angor knew that he could do nothing more than observing it since the bids would start at seven digits minimum. These lots were only intended for high-level wizards.
Soon, Angor's Bloodrose Vein was brought up.
The bid for the simple yet generally useful material easily reached 230,000 crystals, which was 30,000 higher than the appraiser's estimated value.
Angor had to give 150,000 to Sunders as well as a percentage as the commission fee, leaving him a net profit of about 60,000 crystals.
The successful sale made him understand why so many wizards, including Sunders, considered Nightmare Realm a treasure vault. Each wizard-level monster was like a walking pile of money, and the Nightmare Realm was full of them! Too bad Angor couldn't defeat them yet.
As the auction approached its end, even though he was not the one buying, Angor still felt his heart racing in excitement when the following bids reached ten million or more.
When it was time for the last two items, Melantha took out a scroll from a safe storage and showed it to the participants.
Angor looked and did not find any energy signatures on the item, which meant it was an ordinary scroll used for recording information instead of a magic scroll.
There was only a simple line of words written in an ornamental style used in ancient times, which was exposed on the outside. There was no other decoration or binding on it.
"It's written by wizards from the old days?" Angor muttered. The texture of the scroll suggested that it existed before paper was invented.
But he denied that idea when he noticed that he could actually read the line of words.
"'Travel in Dreamland'?" he read the name aloud. "Is it like the traveling diary written by Feinwerder?"
Sunders, who had been staying quiet most of the time, gave Angor a quick answer, "Yes, that should be it."
It took Angor some time to comprehend those words, which were irrelevant to his question. "Is that the scroll that contained Nightmare Realm-related information that you mentioned before?"
Sunders nodded. "I heard that the scroll is called 'Travel In Dreamland'."
"Did ancient wizards call Nightmare Realm the 'Dreamland'?" Angor wondered.
He went through his memory, but he did not find anything that was related to such a name.
He thought his professor might be cultured enough to provide an answer, but Sunders only shook his head upon hearing Angor's next question.
"I've heard about the Fantasy Realm and Fantasy Plane. But no, I know nothing about this 'Dreamland' place."
Melantha was now speaking to everyone using her magic-enhanced voice, "Travel in Dreamland is a travel journal left by a wizard from primeval times."
The other wizards looked at each other in doubt. What was so special about someone's journal? Even the journal of an ancient wizard did not hold much value because "modern" wizards would usually do better and faster jobs traveling to other planes and realms. They did not understand why the auction decided to place the scroll so late in the queue.
Unless… the item contained some special information or that the item developed its own intellect and became alive, like how Elder of Books of Brute Cavern was born from a book.
Some of the wizards who heard about the scroll beforehand, including Sunders, remained patient and waited for Melantha's further explanation.
"Before you believe this to be another ordinary travel diary, I should tell you that according to our most trusted appraisers, the 'travel' written in the title referred to the Nightmare Realm…"
Someone immediately protested. The name of Nightmare Realm was made known to wizards several centuries ago, and only a few people managed to get there and return. How did the auction ascertain their conclusion?
The "most trusted appraisers" might not be as credible as they claimed to be.
Without minding the opposing ideas, Melantha continued, "The consignor told us that the scroll holds some secrets related to some of the core areas of Nightmare Realm, which includes but not limited to, the locations of wonderful treasures. Now, we shall begin bidding at 600,000 magic crystals. If anyone is interested, you know what to do."
This was the highest starting price seen today.
Melantha waited for a while, only to see several impolite apprentices booing at her. Then she glanced at the third level where the VIP rooms were located. Truth was, the scroll was intended for VIP guests since only a selected few among them knew how to explore elements related to the Nightmare Realm.
Yet Melantha was getting a bit uneasy when she saw no response from the VIPs either.
"Nobody heard about this 'Dreamland' before, Melantha, and the auction only gave us empty words. How do you prove to us that the scroll is really connected to Nightmare Realm?" Someone who sounded pretty old spoke from Room 011, which was right next to Sunders' room.
"That's Old Qetesh from Sleepless City. So he came as well… Just right. He once found a fortune from Nightmare Realm too."
"You mean—" Angor widened his eyes.
"Yes. He once entered Nightmare Realm and somehow escaped alive while bringing some extra items with him."
Any wizard who went into the Nightmare Realm would tell others that the place was deadly and horrific. Yet every time that there was a rumor or clue about Nightmare Realm, these wizards would go after it faster than anyone else for they knew better than anyone else that great fortune accompanied great danger.
Melantha was a little astonished to hear Qetesh's comment, but she recovered soon enough and put on her professional smile as she said, "As per our agreement with the current owner of the scroll, we cannot read the content. I apologize, Mister Qetesh, for we cannot prove that 'Dreamland' is Nightmare Realm."
"'Our most trusted appraisers', or so you said. So what exactly did they do?" Qetesh's words sounded like sarcasm this time.
"I can assure you that what I have said is the truth." Melantha frowned as she thought about the individual who refused to entrust the other item to Sky Auction. "Mister Qetesh, do you think we, Sky Auction, will ruin our hard-earned fame by presenting a fake scroll to so many customers? Please trust me. I have a reason when I said our conclusion is dependable."
When seeing Melantha using the name of Sky Auction as "insurance", Qetesh decided not to argue with her.
However, not everyone trusted Sky Auction's dignity.
"This is my first time coming here, and I don't give a damn about your credit. You better do something to convince me that I won't be buying a piece of junk, or don't waste my time."
Angor listened to the female voice that he couldn't recognize and looked at Sunders again, hoping for a hint.
"She… why did she come here?" Sunders frowned.
"Who is that, professor?"
Sunders hesitated for a bit and decided to tell his student. "That's Sennefer, a very powerful Bloodline wizard, and one of the high commanders of Moonfrost Union who are in charge of their expedition teams. She stays at the other planes most of the time."
"Sennefer? The 'Witch of Wasteland'?"
Sunders nodded to confirm.
"I see. Sennefer…" Angor repeated the witch's name, about which he heard a lot from Nausica.


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

/// "I did not know they were hurting. I don't know whether I was wrong, or I was right. I just don't know what's wrong with me." ///

The twins were going 60 along the highway with Jamee driving the car. They were singing along to whatever the radio plays. They sang like it was their concert.

"Jamee, seriously, you got to take voice lessons. Your loud screeching is hurting my ears."

James said while plugging his ears with his index fingers.

"Really? Says the guy whose voice made children cry when he sang a lullaby at dad's kindergarten?"

Jamee laughed while recalling the moment.

"Shut up. You're just jealous cause dad picked me to come with him to "bring your child to work day" instead of you."

James retorted.

"Yeah, because dad misspelled my name on the permission slip, "Please excuse my daughter, James Conner..."

Jamee remarked trying to control her laughter.

"Well, they couldn't have made two different names for their twins, so just change the last letter of the first name."

James points out.

"Yeah."

Jamee replied while maneuvering the car and parking it between two large cars.

"Welp, we're here. And you're driving home later."

"Yeah. Sure."

Jamee ran, dodging every person in her way. She was headed towards the usual spot she and her friends hang out. 

Their own secret garden at the school's mini forest. Complete with a run-down stone bench and table. They always meet up there before they go to their class, eat lunch and snacks, and gossip around. It's literally like a second home to them.

Jamee arrived at the usual spot, but she did not see Tina and Maddy. She sat there to catch her breath.

"Well, this is a first. I'll just wait here, and write about the first time I arrived first at our, not so secret, secret garden in my journal to pass the time."

Jamee took out her journal and started writing.

"July 3, 2018; This princess got to sing with birds. Mom made too many pancakes for our dear hoboes, Tim and Ray Ray. James, as usual, is a weirdo who I think was raised at a farm with pigs as his companions. And for the first time in history, I arrived at the garden before Tina and Maddy. My day started so good, nothing could bring me down."

The school bell suddenly rang, time for the first subject.

"And here goes the bell. Guess I'm flying solo for today."

Jamee wrote before gathering her things and left.

The corridors were busy with students loitering and running around. It was very crowded and noisy, you can't even hear yourself think.

"Excuse me, excuse me. EXCUSE ME! LATE STUDENT, COMING THROUGH!"

Jamee exclaimed as she tries to get past the crowd. When she arrived, she faced towards the crowd and said,

"Thank you."

While bowing, not minding what the people would think.

When she continued inside the room, she saw Tina and Maddy gossiping. She was curious of why they did not wait at the garden so she approached and sat next to them.

"Backstabbing much?"

While grinning and arranging her things on her chair.

"Backstabbing?? Who said anything about backstabbing?"

Maddy nervously said.

"Mads, relax, chill. Okay? I was just kidding."

Jamee said, reassuring Maddy.

"Why didn't you guys wait for me at the HQ?"

Jamee said while looking for her notebook. Tina and Maddy exchanged a knowing look like they were hiding something.

"Oh. Uhm, we had some—"

Tina said while looking at Maddy for help with an excuse.

"Stuff."

Maddy added. Tina then looked at her getting irritated at how Maddy was useless.

"Yeah, some stuff."

Tina repeated.

Jamee looked at them suspiciously.

"Stuff?"

She asked, staring at them for clarification.

"Guys, seriously, if you're talking about drugs, I swear I'm going to turn you—"

Before Jamee could finish what she was saying, Tina covered her mouth.

"Ssshhh! What— are you crazy? Are you trying to get us in trouble?"

Tina exclaimed in a whispery voice.

"Well, soooorry."

Jamee said while trying to compose herself after getting attacked by a vicious hand. And Tina wiping her hand onto her skirt because she could have sworn that Jamee licked her hand.

They went silent for a moment then Jamee broke the silence.

"So ARE you—"

"NO!"

Tina shouted. Startling everybody in the room. Everyone was now staring her. Tina then covered her face. And Jamee just laughed.

"Okay, okay. So what were you talking about earlier?"

Jamee asked.

"Just some stuff."

Maddy replied.

"Oh my gosh! Again with the stuff?!"

Tina exclaimed. Jamee stared.

"Are you guys okay? Are you fighting, or something?"

Jamee asked, getting more curious.

"No. If you must know, we were just talking about—"

Tina said, pausing to think about what she was going to say. Jamee, waiting for her.

"Trevor."

Tina continued, while looking at Jamee for a reaction.

"Trevor?? What about Trevor???"

Jamee asked, getting excited.

Trevor is Jamee's neighbor and long time crush. She is so obsessed with him. She knows all his subjects, schedule, likes, dislikes, everything about him. And the only people who know about her secret is Tina and Maddy. She talks about him everyday, making Tina and Maddy know about his life too.

"We were talking about how we think he likes you too."

Tina said. Maddy looked at Tina, confused.

"Reallyyyy??? Why? Why? Why?"

Jamee getting excited and impatient.

"He talks to me about you all the time. He's so into you."

Tina said. Maddy getting really confused.

"Oh my gosh! This is truly the best day ever! I'm gonna write this on my journal. I shall mark the day I found out that Trevor McKenzie also likes me."

While Jamee was writing on her journal, Maddy whispered to Tina.

"I thought Trevor liked YOU?"

"Ssshh. All will be revealed soon."

Tina slyly said. Jamee was just finishing her writing.

"And this just in, Trevor likes me too."

Jamee murmured while writing. Suddenly their professor comes in.

"Okay class, good morning."

The class responded, others still sounding sleepy. Jamee still having the biggest smile ever.

"Let her enjoy it first."

Tina added.

##

Jamee is a happy-go-lucky girl who has tons of friends, and a supportive and caring family. She has a great life until everything changed.

She suddenly has a fall out with her friends, and her family seems like they have better things to do than spend time with her.

She feels lonely and does not know what to do because she is used to having people around.

While she is struggling with loneliness, she slowly becomes too afraid of making friends, resulting in depression and later on having suicidal thoughts.

She becomes mentally unstable as she somehow confuses reality with her nightmares, or the other way around. 

She needed help but no one was there for her. Except for herself.

She hides behind her usual smile and laughter, hoping someone would eventually save her from herself.

;

*****

A YEAR AGO BEFORE THE APOCALYPSE

It was an early morning of another new day as Eden woke up in her bed in her apartment.  She blinked her sleepy eyes, looking like she didn't sleep a wink even though she did peacefully since last night. She turned her head slightly to look at her bedside alarm clock and saw that it's the time as the sun rises.

At first, Eden thought that everything she had gone through before was all just a dream but then she noticed the large kitchen knife beside her pillow which she brought and slept with for safety. She sighed upon seeing it and had to accept the harsh reality that what happened last night wasn't a dream. 

She blearily sat up from her bed and stretched herself to wake up clearly.  Then she did a few routine exercises herself to be alert and active for the day since she can still hear from outside the loud noises of continued chaos breaking out, people shouting and yelling in panicked crowd riots, sirens of police and ambulances driving about, and crashes of vehicle accidents going on from outside the apartment building.

She ignored all the noisy sounds outside while she exercised then after she finished, she took the knife from her bed and walked out of her bedroom cautiously as if expecting that someone or something had broken inside while she's been sleeping.

When she checked and saw or heard nothing, she relaxed slightly and then she had a sudden thought and turned one of her light switches to check if the electricity is still running or not.  The lights turned on from her switch and she nodded at this and turned the switch off.

Then she went to make herself coffee which she decided for her breakfast.  While the pot is heating up from the gas stove, she took stock of her food, supplies, and necessities, checking to see how long she'd last if she decided to stay here for more than three days.  She found that everything would last more than about two weeks and she nodded again with satisfaction on seeing this but she's still planning to decide whether she should leave to meet up with the ones she's scheduled to meet for the coming three days or not.

Before the coffee pot whistled, Eden checked her barricade again, making sure it's secure and checked her ready travel bag and weapons and then went back to make her coffee.  She turned off the stove and the gas and then she sat down on a chair next to her desk with her journal still there on the top and she drank her coffee, letting the drink wake her up more and be more active and alert.

But before she could finish her coffee all the way, she suddenly remembered something and cursed and blamed herself for being careless and clueless, there's also not to mention cruel when she finally remembered her family.

Even though they had treated her all her life like she's garbage or made her like a black sheep in the family, she still cared and loved them, even when she left without looking back and just left them a note.

She went and grabbed for her cell phone, dialed and called her family, but every call she had tried to get through went to voicemail or an automated voice said that the person you're calling is unavailable.  Even though she's not getting any answers or replies from any of her family members, she kept on calling continuously until she gets one.

Then she felt like writing into her journal to ease her stress and calm her down and she went and used her free hand to open the book and write while her other hand is still holding the phone.

*****

JOURNAL ENTRY: 8TH DAY, 1ST MONTH JANUARY, YEAR 2XXX

It's Eden and I just woke up with what I thought that everything that had happened the last seven days was all a dream.

But seeing the cruel and harsh reality of my barricaded apartment, my prepared bag and weapons, and the ongoing continued chaotic noises from outside, I had to accept the facts deep down inside me that everything is real and this is all happening right now.

When I made myself some coffee to be more active, alert and vigilant and was about to think and plan on what to do. I had suddenly remembered my family.

I know that most of them were jerks towards me, but I do care about them and I'm sitting here right now by my desk, writing this entry and calling them at the same time.

So far I can't seem to get through to any of them.  I thought at first that the communication lines were down but it's still connecting and I believed that something might've happened to them.

I'm going to continue calling for every one of them until someone finally answers.  I pray that they're alright and by the time they answer and then realize it's me, the first thing I'll say to them is that I'm sorry I left and that I love them very much.

Even if they might hang up on me when they find out it's me, I don't care.  I still love them even if they don't love me, and I just wanted to let them know that I'm okay and that I'm still alive.

I hope and pray that they are.

*****

Eden stopped writing and kept on listening to the automated tone telling her that the caller is unavailable and then discovered that her battery on her phone ran out when she tried to dial again.  She cursed and went to charge it up, along with her portable charger too as long as the electricity is still on and running.

After setting it up and seeing that there's nothing else to do but just wait inside her apartment.  She decided to make an early lunch and eat before she went to thinking about other plans or thinking about something else to do.

After eating her luncheon, then washing the dishes in which the water is also running.  She also went to the bathroom and shower herself to feel refresh.

Then Eden came out, her hair still slightly wet and then she was staring at her makeshift handmade spears thoughtfully before she decided to try and train herself on using them to defend and fight.

In that whole day, Eden is twirling and spinning and jabbing with the two spears she made to practice and train herself to fight inside the locked apartment.  She kept on doing her self-training seriously and continuously until she became completely exhausted.  While practicing with her weapons, she even had some make-shift dummies up, by taking some extra pillows from her bedroom closets and hanged them up on tall stands, placed them in different positions and pictured them as heads when she jabbed and stabbed her knife-end spears at them with the precise aim in both conscious and subconscious moves.

Her fighting technique and prowess aren't very good or perfect but Eden had to make do with what she can do while she practiced all day long until the time passed by fast and it was night already.

Eden was surprised that time flew by so fast when she noticed that it's dark now and she stopped training, placed the spears back but left the stabbed-pillow dummies to where they are, went to shower and bathe herself again before she cooks and eats her dinner.

After doing that, finished bathing then cooking and then eating her dinner and finally ending it with washing her plates, Eden went to her bedroom and brought the same knife again with her and also bringing her journal and pen along in case that she needed to write again.

Her phone and chargers are still charging as the electricity seemed to be running a bit slow and she left them there for tomorrow while she hoped to herself that whatever and wherever her family is, they are alright and fine.

Eden sighed, still not dressed in sleepwear but in travel clothes, in case she needs to leave the apartment again and then lied down on her bed, putting her knife and journal and pen beside her pillow and then went to sleep.  She kept the bed lamp on the bedside table turned on so that she'll know when the electricity goes out.

Her eyes slowly close as she goes into a deep sleep and she's already gone into slumber after being exhausted through the whole day training herself and ignoring the ongoing chaos that is continuing outside her apartment building.

It felt like seconds until Eden had woken up again to another early sunrise of a new day and she sat up suddenly from her bed, went out her room and checked on her fully charged phone and charger, and unplugged them from the sockets and brought them to her room to sit on her bed to check if she had any missed calls or replies from her family. After seeing that there were none, Eden felt like she had to accept the harsh and cruel truth that something did happen to her family and they couldn't answer.  But she still hoped that somewhere out there they're still alive.

To ease her mind off and calm her down from she was about to think of negative thoughts, she reached for her journal that she brought in her bedroom and then writes on it.

*****

JOURNAL ENTRY: 9TH DAY, 1ST MONTH JANUARY, YEAR 2XXX

It's another early morning of a new day.

But so far I haven't gotten through to my family.  I hope they're all right.

My battery ran out and the electricity that was still running is slow when I charged up my phone and my portable charger.

What I did yesterday before was that I train and practiced the whole day with my spears and put up and made up dummies as target practice.  I did it the whole day and I admit I'm not very good at it with fighting back and defending myself a little. But I will have to make do with what I can and as the saying goes, "Practice makes Perfect".

Or rather as someone else might call it - Trial and Error.

Truthfully, I have never done any fighting or defending myself ever in my whole life.  But seeing that the whole world is falling to pieces, I'll have to be brave and man-up if I'm going to be facing the new dangers that had erupted in this sudden coming apocalypse.

The dangers that are the zombies.

I can hear as I write in this journal inside my bedroom the continued sounds and noises of chaos still going on outside the building.  And I knew that the authorities, even the military itself might be trying to mobilize the situation right about now.  But hearing from inside my locked apartment of the continued chaotic sounds of crashing and panicking people, I knew that they won't be able to do much until someone from the higher-ups finally ordered an evacuation.

And that is something that I have to think of for the next day tomorrow. When I'm supposed to meet up with the guys I'm scheduled to meet for tomorrow is the appointed third day.

But I have not finally decided whether I should stay or leave.

What do I do?

Stay or Leave?

That is the most important question in my mind that I have to decide before the final and 3rd day comes for me.

I'll have to stop writing for today and try to get my mind off from this by keeping up with my self-training with my makeshift weapons.

Hopefully, I might be able to finally decide what I should do once I do something else to ease off my stress and try to relax, even while self-practicing or something.

Maybe by tomorrow, whatever my decision is might result in something that won't get me dead.

*****

Eden stopped writing and sighed as she put her journal away on the bed and then rotated her neck carefully before readying herself to train and practice again with her spear weapons.

She went out of her bedroom, leaving her journal, her knife, phone and chargers behind on the bed as she went and do to self-train again for the day.

*****

*****

I am alone.
In a Zombie Apocalypse.
I'm on a self-journey to find more survivors or trying to find a safe place.
Or I'm just living through it and surviving all by myself.
Listen to my story.
Listen or read about my survival.
It is all here in my SURVIVOR'S JOURNAL

*****

A lone survivor.
Since the beginning of the Apocalypse.
She survives through a hellish fallen world.
With nothing but her wits and a few skills that she has from her former normal life and learned throughout the apocalypse.
Listen to her tale.
Listen to what she has gone through in her survival through everything and how she managed to stay alive.
Listen or Read her SURVIVOR'S JOURNAL.

*****

"How long have you been alone?"

"Since the very beginning."

"How did you survive by yourself?"

"Nothing.  Nothing but with just my wits and a few skills and smarts that I have learned throughout everything."

"I'm surprised you're even sane and alive for so long and being alone."

"Oh, I'm not alone.  I have my journal."

*****
(Author's Note: This is a fictional story.  It is not based in real life at all.)

.She sashayed away from the bed post towards her wardrobes from which she a while ago pulled out her wedding gown. She wore a mini skirt that bared much of her alluring laps, and with her back turned to Richie her soon to be husband, she bent down  on purpose when she got to the wardrobe as if she wanted to do something; but all she wanted to do is to increase the pressure of her teasing game on him, because this bent posture will force her mini skirt to rise higher and reveal more of her enticing laps.
    To Richie, Folu is a wicked tease and an addiction he can't do without, but who has been mysteriously eluding to his itchy fingers! As he looked at her bent posture something exploded in his brain and he trembled outwardly from his soul until he was unconsciously shaking visibly.
    He robbed his palms together and licked his lips in agony of long denials. Then a bemoaning thoughts rippled through his ensnared soul. He asked himself in his mind, "What is it about this babe that turned me to jelly every time I looked at her? Virtually every concealed part of her body stirs up unquenchable burning in me, I wonder what will happen to me if she strip before me as I desire, I hope I won't have cardiac arrest?
    Come to think of it, everything I did to get her laid failed! In the past no girl could tortured me this way, no matter how smart a girl is at most two weeks of flaunted charms  will bring her to my bed; I Richie, the destroyer of virgins!
    Truly, he is every lady' s dream, yet their dread! They can't stay away from him, yet they can't stay with him for heartaches of rivalry from other females. He was their acute dilemma!
    Richie is indeed  a demon that all girls can't do without in his college days! He owned a journal in which he wrote his stunts with girls.  There are over two hundred names in this journal, they were all girls he destroyed in the six years it took him to get his first and master  degrees from the university. He often sat down in his leisure hours and read this past stunts while plotted for the next victim.
    However, Folu is a mysterious specie who succeeded where all others failed, two years and counting now, he has been unable to nail her! She never let her guard down until she forced engagement out of him. She visited him often , but always in company of a friend who never allow him the space to play pranks.
Even after their engagement all she always tell him is that she will make it so good for him on their wedding night. To Richie, she is a cruel tease who fan his deepest lust to flame and never allow him any release! The weirdest thing is that he mysteriously lost his appetite for other girls that could give him reliefs
    Now tomorrow is their wedding day, he ought to be in his own Bachelor's party but his wounded ego drew him out of the party, he wanted to try her out in this last night of their engagement, and Folu too knew his reason for been here now. 
    Looking at Folu's bent posture, he stood up like a cat, before Folu could straightened up he was on her. As she stood up she found herself in his strong arms and he wasted no time as he began to kiss her earlobes, trying to pass the burning lust in him unto her.
      He never in the past forced himself on a girl like this, he always preferred to seduce them and make them beg for relief from him. But now he is beyond that pride, he just want Folu in any way possible and he believe she won't say no to his advance since their wedding is coming up the next day.
    His fingers roamed all over her chest, Folu squirmed and tried to free herself, but Richie seemed too strong for her. To free herself Folu did something that shocked him. She raised her voice in a calm manner and called her friends who were in the sitting room at that moment.
Immediately, Richie heard their footsteps and he was forced to release Folu. He moved a step away from her with lust filled black eyes, he felt like strangling her.
    Before the girls would step into the bedroom, Folu drew up her wedding gown to her chest. Just then her friends came in  and asked her what she wanted from them? She pretended she was in argument with Richie and she said, "Girls please tell me the truth, is this gown not perfect on me? One of the friends answered with a question, " Who said the dress is not beautiful on you?" Folu pointed to Richie. Another friend added, " He is just pulling your legs, he can't tell me that this dress that looked like it was made in heaven by God just for you is not beautiful on you"
    Richie at this point added his own pretention, he said, "Don't mind her, am just teasing her because her noise about the designer's perfection was too brassy" Then he turned to Folu and said, "By the way, must you always called your friends into our conversations? With smiles Folu replied, Don't be angry about that, now that am still with them it's not bad if they share our fun with us, once you whisk me out of this place tomorrow you will have me exclusively to yourself.
    The friends all filed out when they noticed that Richie is not happy
     with their presence. Richie looked at Folu with a bad eye and said, " You are such a wicked tease and joy killer! To that Folu laughed, turned seductively around and said, "Look but don't touch, your eyes can only see this body you cannot taste it"
   Hearing this, Richie in annoyance said, "That is a foolish utterance and it won't stand, how can you say my eyes can only see you and I won't taste you when we are getting married in the morning tomorrow?" Folu looked at him calmly and said, "Don't I know tomorrow is our day? You know what I mean, you don't need to twist my word. Just one more night you will have your treat!

He was in the deep gutter of jungle justice, in a matter of minutes he'll loose his life for crime he did not commit; and from the blues she stepped out to expose the real criminal and saved him.
Though nothing could match what she has done, but to show gratitude he helped her to secure a job where he worked and this caused a rift between him and his girl friend who was a born with silver in the mouth neighbour of his saviour.
With this girl friend annoying needless tantrums, he dumped her and decided to focus on the saviour, but she refused for a long time until he cleared off her chief reason for saying no through a special arrangement, and they started a sexless relationship which he  really did not like.
After a while in their cat and mouse sexless engagement, the criminal that she exposed to save him showed up with acid plastic and ruined her beauty.
With her beauty ruined he lost interest in her and dumped her for her traitorous friend. This set them up for a long journey of deadly vengeance. This book is a book for the strong hearted who can have food on the table and be glued to printed page that cant be put down to be read later!

Anything can be bound. Anything can be sealed. Anything can be restricted. Only time will tell how long these will last. A rewrite from my original Book 1 of the Gamer Series.

This is also on Fanfiction.net, same name and everything. The author is the same, but with Web novel limiting the word count, so I had to make it similar to my fanfic's username. 

Warning: Bad grammar, English not my first language. 

Check the other stories of mine in https://www.fanfiction.net/~imboredsojustdoingrandomfanfic

AND DONE! The 4th of July, 2020 is when this fanfic is completed!

Chapter 09: LUNAMAYAの日誌

I began the inspection of the books on the left side shelves.

"Ohhh!!!"

I involuntarily shouted.

The ship is indeed a gold mine.

As I scanned through the first book, it would seem that the previous owner of the he ship collected a lot of magic books, and written here are books about magic.

Looks advanced from the way it was written: (MAGIC TRANSMUTATION), (MAGIC ENGINEERING), these seem a bit complicated for an average mind like mine but I should be able to decode it in a due time.

I am certain that the author was definitely from another world. As the characters used in the writing was in Japanese.

Although I am not Japanese or a Japanese Language teacher, I did study the language as a hobby (anime, manga, games and light novels you see…). Some terminologies written in Katakana are going to be hard to decode but as I had mentioned earlier, it should be possible in due time.

"It would seem that the previous captain was Japanese... Look like I am not the only one who got transmigrated to this world..."

I should start practicing basic magic. Although most of the books were advanced magic, it did have some basic magic books on it, it also had alchemy books on it too.

I have scanned through the last shelf to the left, so it was time to read the books on at the right.

There were a lot of book here but there were some books which were quite unique, they were bound by leather. When I opened one of the books, it had "Lunamaya's Journal" written on it.

"…So Lunamaya was the name of the previous Captain."

The journal seems to be well written, just like the hand writing in the magic and alchemy books.

"When my family died with the espionage hunting.... decided to go for a journey."

"Looks like my family had secretly stashed a ship they could not decipher and lead to the suspicion that they were spies from another country or were harboring spies."

It would seem that the previous owner was from a well off family, but something happened that lead to the espionage hunt and they were victims... or perhaps it could be the truth without the knowledge of the previous captain... anyway they were killed.

Since she was had escaped the fate her parents received she instead used the ship to travel around.

With a lot of sessha and degozaru in the text I should surmise that the Japanese was from a time of the olden Japan… perhaps simply a quirk of the previous captain…

"Ha?"

"It's empty." I scanned the entire journal from the same shelf, but they were all empty. Judging from the sheer numbers, she must have kept track of her journey. There must be a mechanism to read it, but as of the moment it should be beyond me...

"Well, judging that the previous captain was a practitioner of magic that must be the trick."

...Magic.

A lone male was sent to another world. 

Was he summoned as a hero he did not know. 

After all he was alone in a beach, he does not possess any cheat abilities, or powerful equipment. He has nothing  but his white t-shirt, black pants, back shoes and a ship...

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