This is Against the Gods' fanfiction story. 

Disclaimer: The story and the picture are not mine.

The MC Hermann dies, meets God and starts his journey through the fantasy worlds. His aim is to not only travel through anime worlds but see a large amount of different worlds to become stronger and experience new things.



I don't own the books and comics this fanfiction is all about and I don't own the new picture as well. I found this on www.pinterest.dk/pin/731905376919081959/ and if the creator wants me to delete it then I will happily oblige.

It was a normal day, of my normal life in a modern world. I was plain old Mae Hayashi. I had green hair and red eyes, and I was the nerd of the class.

"Hmm... I'll probably just go to the library to check out the books." I thought in my mind. I had already finished my homework and I had nothing better to do. 

I was a HUGE fan of princesses. I wanted to be one, but I only got to this rich school by studying. I never lived a life of luxury.

"Hi Ms. Liliana," I greeted the librarian.  I see her a lot, so we know each other. I went over to the fantasy sectioned and saw a new book. It was a light green color, and had a picture if a girl who looked like me. The only difference was that one of her eyes was a dark blue while the other was red, like mine. 

I decided to open a page, but it was empty. I started feeling sleepy, and I knew that Ms. Liliana wouldn't mind if I fell asleep here.

Su-hyuk Jang, a producer with five years of experience, clicked his tongue in disapproval the moment he stepped into the meeting room. "Jaehyung!" he yelled, turning towards the youngest producer in the team. "I told you so many times to get this place cleaned up before I get here! It's like a damn barn in here!"
"Oh, another team just got done with their meeting, so..."
"Hey. Kiddo. Didn't I tell you to just get moving and not give me stupid excuses? Getting into weird habits, aren't we?"

Jang raised his hand towards the young producer, who cowered in fear and quickly dropped his head.

"I'm so sorry, sir."
"Get on with it then! Chop chop, get this place cleaned up!"

Jaehyung scurried over to the meeting table, frantically getting rid of all the used cups and stray pens and markers rolling all over the place. As he watched the young man work, Jang muttered to himself, wholly dissatisfied. Such laziness, and from the newbie of all people! How was he supposed to trust this boy with running errands? Huffing and puffing, Jang took his seat at the head of the table, followed by three writers. They each sat in their respective seats, sharing nervous glances between each other.

"A-Anyway, Ms. Kim!" one of the writers spoke up, attempting to lighten the mood. "What happened with that tip from the other day?"
"Nayeon went to check it out. Go on, tell us."

Nayeon promptly arranged some pictures on the table and began to explain.

"Have you all heard about the "reading boy"? He went viral a few months ago, and you can definitely tell why. He has this sort of... other worldly feel to him."
"Hmm. I'm not familiar," said Jang, scratching his head as he scrutinized the pictures.
"Oh, he's so cute!"
"I've seen him!" exclaimed the young producer. "I remember thinking he was really good-looking. Weirdly so, to be honest. Still, you can't stop looking at him."
"Huh. He must be pretty famous, if even Jaehyung knows about him."
"Yes, actually. His pictures were trending on quite a few search engines at the time. Anyway, the tip was about him. Oh, I have a picture from when I went to talk to him!"

Nayeon quickly tapped her tablet screen, searching and searching, as the others continued to admire the pictures on the table.

"Wow, look at him. He seems pretty photogenic, yeah?"
"Definitely. Guaranteed views right there."


Found it! Nayeon held up her tablet triumphantly. "Here! He shot an ad!" The picture on the screen was of a young boy sitting at a desk, intently reading a book. It was an ad for the public library, yes, but a sort of picturesque fantasy feeling emanated from the picture despite the modern props.

"He's a model?"
"Not professionally, but the picture that went viral was taken in this library. So they took this as an opportunity to advertise the public library in time for the fall exhibit, and had him be their model."
"Okay, that's enough backstory." Jang sighed as he waved his hand dismissively. "Tell me about the tip."
"Oh, of course. I spoke with his homeroom teacher first, to confirm the tip, and she claims that he's not like the other kids. All the other teachers know about him, too, so he's pretty well known in school. He's really good at math, and he's started to learn physics. Alone."
"Alone? He's self-taught?"
"Yes. Just like our tip said, he doesn't receive tutoring at school or at the institute. Spends most of his time at the library. I spoke to the institute as well, and apparently he borrows books from the older kids and reads those all day. Of course, no private tutor. The kid confirmed this."
"Reads books, huh...? What about tests?"
"I went ahead with the interview before giving him the test papers, but honestly, it was pretty easy to tell he's different."

With that, Nayeon recalled yesterday's events at Inpyeong Elementary.

****

The two sat across from each other in the counseling room.

"Oh, it's warm here," noted Nayeon. "I'd heard that schools had good air conditioning now, but I didn't think it'd be this good."

Lucid stared at her blankly, which made her laugh a bit. "Don't worry, I'm just talking to myself. Should we start off with some questions? First things first, what's your name?"

He told her.

"Did your parents name you?"
"No. From my understanding, the chairman of the institute I'm staying at came up with it."
"Oh, really? Well. It suits you. Anyway, I heard you like reading. Is that true?"
"Hmm... Yes, I suppose you could say that." Lucid answered rather hesitantly.
"Could you elaborate?"
"I think it's more accurate to say that I like reading books to study."

Had she heard him correctly? She wasn't exactly sure. First of all, where the hell had that answer come from? And second of all...

"I'm sorry, but you are in the first grade, correct?"
"Yes."

That was answer enough, but Nayeon still had to stop herself from asking his age.

"Alright, then. Could you explain the difference to me?"
"I think that reading and reading to study have different objectives. When I first came to school, I read everything I could get my hands on, because I liked to read. I read biographies and textbooks on math, science, grammar. My goal back then was to immerse myself in the books and marvel at the ideas in them. But now, my goal is to study. I'm reading books so I can understand their content and gain more knowledge. So, since there are two different goals, I think they should be seen as two different things."

Nayeon thought (or rather, knew) that further interviewing would be rather pointless. If a first grader was able to convey his thoughts with such eloquence and sound logic, didn't that automatically qualify him as a genius? This wasn't just a tip. This was a huge scoop.

"Well then," she continued, "what books have you been reading recently?"
"Physics, mainly. I'd like to learn more about physical phenomena. But I found out that you need to know a lot of math to understand physics. So I've been reading math books, too, but I'm not that good at it, so the physics books make little sense to me."
"How far along are you with math?"
"Just the four arithmetic equations. I think I understand linear equations well enough."

Was he really a first grader? He sounded more like a middle schooler.

"A first grader who knows linear equations?" Jang asked, interrupting Nayeon's recollection. "Are you sure he's in elementary? Not middle school?"

Nayeon cringed internally at the realization that she and Jang had thought the same thing, but powered through to continue her explanation.

"Yes, sir, yes. Anyway, we don't need to have a long meeting about this. With his looks and his brains, he's going to be a huge hit! I know it."

Jang turned around to look at Wang, one of the writers.

"Do you have a story in mind?"
"First, we need more information on his school life. Or even his life at the institute," Wang answered, twirling a pen between her fingers. "We'll include some more interviews, get his IQ tested, and ask a science high school or even a university to collab and get a professional evaluation. That good?"
"He's even more stunning in person, I guarantee it." Nayeon chimed in. "He doesn't look wholly Korean, but it's not like he looks like a foreigner, either. It's weird, but it works. You take one look and you know he's objectively really good-looking. My point is, the story doesn't matter! His face alone could bring in so many views!"
"Nayeon, sweetie. I admire your confidence, but his face is something the camera crew will take care of. We're writers."
"I'm just saying. There's nothing wrong with having something pretty to look at."

Jang ignored this whole exchange, instead turning to the younger producer to relay directions.
"Jaehyung, get the cameras ready. Ms. Wang, I trust you to come up with a good storyline and a solid schedule. Get back to me with both."
"How long?"
"We're not sure this'll work, so 20 minutes for now."

And with that, the meeting was over. As they left the room, one of the writers, Yunseon Jo, approached Nayeon.

"Was he really all that?" she asked.
"Oh my God!" Nayeon shouted. "You have no idea! Like, so much better than any child actor I've ever seen! I literally had to stop myself from hugging him, it was insane!"
"Look at you. You're totally gone. I saw it coming, with you going on and on about his face instead of focusing on a story. Are you into kids?"
"Hey! That's going way too far! I'm just saying, his face keeps popping up in my head..."

Smack!

A loud noise rang through the hallway as Yunseon slapped Nayeon's arm.
"That! That's going to far! Watch what you say, Nayeon. That's honestly going into lovesickness territory."

Nayeon rubbed her arm gingerly, but still looked like she had more to say. Thankfully, Wang stepped in just in time to stop her.

"That's enough. The producer told you already, but I'll remind you just in case. We're writers. We come up with a story for the program. The camera works on the looks. Or do you want a transfer?"
"Ms. Wang! Aww, that's so mean! I was born to be a writer, you know that!"

Nayeon tried her best to escape her situation, using her status as the youngest writer to act cute and innocent. It didn't exactly work, per se, but Wang still found it endearing enough. She invited her juniors to dinner, and the three took the elevator down.

****


Lucid, having reached middle school level mathematics, had gotten a new idea during class a few days ago and was now attempting a new type of magic. He found that the best thing to come out of this whole "prodigy" ordeal was that none of the teachers scolded him for not paying attention in class.

"Kyung-ho," Hee Yeon warned,"pay attention, sweetie."
"But plaster face...!"

Indeed, "plaster face" wasn't paying attention at all, but before Kyung-ho could point that out, Hee Yeon sighed and warned him again.

"Kyung-ho! You know better than you talk back to your elders, don't you?"
"Yes..." said the boy, his voice barely a whisper.
"I'll let it slide just this once, because I know you're usually a very good students who listens to what 
I say. But it's just this once! Next time I catch you doing something else, you'll have to be punished. Is that clear?"
"Yes..."

Hee Yeon knew that she was being rather unfair, but she pushed her guilt aside. Even during the slight commotion, Lucid appeared to have been lost in his own thoughts, but Hee Yeon was actually quite grateful for this. Though it had only carried on for a short while, the other children all rather enjoyed watching their teacher become increasingly flustered at Lucid's incessant questions. It had been something of a game for them, and they had grown to look forward to Lucid asking questions, going as far as to persuade him to do so.

Thankfully, however, Lucid's interest had shifted to self-study (or so Hee Yeon firmly believed, as she didn't want to think that he was disappointed in her lack of knowledge), meaning he now spent the majority of his time pondering to himself or reading books. This meant that Hee Yeon could finally relax, with no need to be on constant guard for potential questions, and it was also why she left Lucid be in class.

During break, Lucid left the classroom and made his way down to the courtyard, which he had been staring at for the better portion of class. As it was, Myeong-su, from the classroom next door, had also come out to play. As excited as ever, he ran and ran, determined to make the most out of the ten minute break between classes.

"Oh hey, plaster face!" he called. "Aren't you cold?"

While Myeong-su was wearing a thick jacket, Lucid was only wearing a T-shirt.

"Oh, yeah. I'm fine." Lucid grinned.


<Clash (4)> End.

A boy who was living an ordinary life in another world suddenly came to the present world.

Social systems, way of life and morals... They have all changed.

How will the boy try to survive?

What kind of life will the boy live?

Translator: Khan
Editor: Aelryinth


Writer's Reviews:

First of all, I would like to thank you. Thanks to the readers, who read my lack of writing; I have finished my fourth book! I'll always remember that.

As I said earlier, this is my fourth book, and I still don't think writing a novel is easy. I always feel this. Personally, I started to feel weak around the 150th chapter. It has not been easy to write since then. I thought it would be better to take six books from the beginning or divide them into two parts and take a break. 

This time, I wrote a series, but I couldn't handle it in the second half. I'm sorry about that. I used to post it on the day I finished my epilogue, but this work has been so hard that I had to take a day off.

It has been the most popular piece of my writing, and at the same time, it was the most regretful piece of work. After writing and posting, I always thought 'I should write something like this,' or 'I should try to develop something like this,' or 'I could write something more specifically here,' or 'I'd like to reduce that a little bit.' 

I work for a company, but I've tried to write, edit, and post it on the Munpia. It has not been easy. When I was writing my previous Master Hunter K, it was really easy to write because I had no job then. I think it was difficult this time because I was always running out of time.

The future news of this article I originally thought of about a year ago. When I wrote my previous novels, I used a theme of going back to the past, a time shift, but I've never written about a future foreseeing, so I made a decision to write this genre if I could. We had a contest in April in Munpia, so I participated in it with this novel.

The motive was a horror cartoon based on future news, which I saw when I was in elementary school. My memory was dim, but in the animation, the main character had a paper newspaper every day, and it had the future news. I decided to convert it into something that would be in line with the Internet news standard.

As you can see, I took the League of Legends rating except for the last two, and Editor and Publisher. I thought they were the sources that I'd take to the end. As the abilities grew, I conceived the idea of the character's power and assets growing together, and I wrote it on the basis of that, before the last two grades.

The last two rating scenarios, the U.S.-China nuclear war, and the rare cancer of his son, were actually must-not subjects in web fiction writing, but I chose them as subjects to showcase the power of the last two parts. In the first place, the main character was so strong that I couldn't pull the story out unless it was that special. It was not bad to finish at around a hundred eighty episodes, but I still had leftover material. So I tried to use it without paying any attention to my grades, since it was material that I would like to release, and a scenario that I wanted to use. I am satisfied, but I'm a little sorry to those of you who have dropped out on the way. 

By getting the last two ratings, the main character has a pure divine ability. Some of you worry about chaos or confusion at the end of the story, but it's just a part that I put in as a cautionary note that the power of this kind of manipulation is so strong that it could destabilize the world if he mismanages it. If the probability is not limited, he can pop his fingers a few times and destroy the world. The main character, Han Sang-hoon, has a pretty wife, a daughter and a son, so he will use it carefully.

From April to November... I feel relieved but sorry to have finished the series after more than half a year. I think I wrote it in my previous reviews that when I was in middle school and high school, I used to read genre novels, but I haven't read any genre novels in the ten years since then. A few years ago, when web novels appeared, I thought there was this new kind of novel, and I became a reader, and a writer, and then wrote four books.

I'm sure many of you remember the genre novels of ten years ago, but there weren't many contemporary fantasies of this kind at that time. Most of the time, I read pure fantasies, martial arts novels, and so on. So, I was going to write that kind of pure fantasy. It's been ten years since I came to the web fiction world, and I found that all the pure fantasies were dead, and there were only a fusion or a modern fantasy. Since the pure fantasy was not popular at all, I tried to write a modern fantasy to see if my writing would work or not.

That's how I have written three novels so far. Except for Master Hunter K, there has been a reversal of the order of host and guest. So, the next novel will go back to its original version, and even if I can't write a pure fantasy, it will go toward a fusion fantasy. Originally, I announced that I would release my next novel as a game fantasy. Due to the nature of the genre novel, I don't think I need to use the game format. So, I'm going to go to a fusion fantasy similar to the previous Master Hunter K.

Now, when I think about it, I think it's a personal achievement and a lucrative hobby. But now I've won a big prize after writing this novel, and I've changed my mind a little bit after getting too much love from you. It is no longer right to write with such amateurish ideas. I will reduce my stubbornness a little bit, and get closer to my readers with a little more professional writing, for the fun of my readers.

So, I'll return to you with the next novel, which reflects that aspect. It's something that readers might like more. In a month or two, after recovering my physical and mental strength, I'll be back after I'm finished with the idea of my next novel.

Thank you so much again for reading so far!

See you in the next novel!

================================================================
Editor's Note: And so the novel is completed! It's been interesting to read along as I edit it, and get drawn into what originally seemed to be another money-grabbing 'I've got a cheat' fantasy. I have to say I enjoyed the aspects of him administering justice with his power more then how he accumulated it.
Khan has already been assigned another novel, and will be working on bringing up his bank before it begins to come out again on Webnovel.
(Shameless Plug) I have been publishing a novel here on Webnovel, https://www.webnovel.com/book/12401523305390805/The-Power-of-Ten%3A-Sama-Rantha
I'm up over two hundred fifty chapters written. It's more in the fantasy/gamer vibe, but with a very different spin on things in the moral area. Come join Sama Rantha on her road to Ten!

A very ordinary white collar worker, Han Sang Hoon.
One day, he came late to work and there he finds a strange destiny called [12 Hours After]

Planet: Earth(This version of earth however is in a different universe so things are very different such as cultivation and very primitive society.)

Races: Devils, Humans, Giants, Dragons, Angels, Demi-creatures, Titans, Asura, etc...

MC will be developing his own kingdom with modern technology and ideas. Basically picture back in the past of a cultivation world but since that's too primitive the MC is gonna build toilets and virtual reality games and proper city infrastructure since that's what he was born in. Kinda the best of both worlds by combining modern/future convenience with the beauty and depth of a fantasy world.

Also MC will be gradually OP and ruthless to enemies. He doesn't believe in mercy unless special circumstances. Plus he isn't a great planner so most things will be solved with his fists instead of an in depth strategy. 

If you prefer a long 20 chapters on scheming and planning to beat an enemy then this story isn't for you cause my MC doesn't need any of that. He just beats the shit out of whatever is thrown at him. 

Anyways thanks for read and hope you enjoy

A person from modern day Earth is sent back to an unknown point in time. With only his system and knowledge of the future to guide him, watch as he makes a kingdom for himself. 

Warning: There will be adult situations so don’t read if you don’t like such stories. Also I’m sure you’ve seen similar stories on this site so it might not come off as original but to me I’m writing everything from my own imagination. I definitely do take inspiration from other things but I like to take my own spin on it and the characters I’m writing all stem from my mind. So basically while my story might be similar to others it’s still my own story so please don’t spam negative comments/reviews. 

Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy my story

Foo, a bright young man that happens to be a computer genius, who excels in life by taking shortcuts when possible. If life was a game, he would definitely pick the easiest mode.

        Exams in school? Just read all the books once, and make sure you don't forget the contents.

        Looking for a job? Make sure everyone around the boss knows just how perfect you are for the job. Having others bragging about your excellence is more trustworthy and gives plausible deniability.

        Quiz time? Let me just start my special search engine's voice recognition.

        Competing in soccer? Aw, how unfortunate, the opposing team 'somehow' got their clothes filled with itch-inducing powder, leading to a walkover.

        Playing a FPS game? Well, lets just have my own mouse driver software get some headshots while I watch a movie. It's perfectly legit, as it just speeds up the response time so that it clicks before I even get to the computer.

        Gambling sites and online casinos? Data-mining, number-crunching and image recognition! By utilizing computer knowledge, solving problems is easy!

        Some might get jealous, but hey! Just be like me, and use your brains for once!

However, in the modern era, the gangsters and other shady businesses are moving their turfs towards the internet and gaming circles.

What happens when they realize that Foo was a threat to their profits?

Well, no suspense here, they killed him.




That's the end of story... if you are to believe the god that greets him after his death.

However, can this story get a fresh new start when Foo somehow ends up in a game-like medieval fantasy world?

Or will the lack of modern tools, like his beloved computers or other modern conveniences, cut his story short yet again?








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Also, thanks to SageDrunkKitty and Remteldanmarkius for proofreading the synopsis! Any errors still there are their fault!
The fact that I might not have listened on them does not automatically make it my fault, okay?

Foo, a bright young man that happens to be a computer genius, who excels in life by taking shortcuts when possible. If life was a game, he would definitely pick the easiest mode.

        Exams in school? Just read all the books once, and make sure you don’t forget the contents.

        Looking for a job? Make sure everyone around the boss knows just how perfect you are for the job. Having others bragging about your excellence is more trustworthy and gives plausible deniability.

        Quiz time? Let me just start my special search engine's voice recognition.

        Competing in soccer? Aw, how unfortunate, the opposing team 'somehow' got their clothes filled with itch-inducing powder, leading to a walkover.

        Playing a FPS game? Well, lets just have my own mouse driver software get some headshots while I watch a movie. It’s perfectly legit, as it just speeds up the response time so that it clicks before I even get to the computer.

        Gambling sites and online casinos? Data-mining, number-crunching and image recognition! By utilizing computer knowledge, solving problems is easy!

        Some might get jealous, but hey! Just be like me, and use your brains for once!

However, in the modern era, the gangsters and other shady businesses are moving their turfs towards the internet and gaming circles.

What happens when they realize that Foo was a threat to their profits?

Well, no suspense here, they killed him.




That’s the end of story... if you are to believe the god that greets him after his death.

However, can this story get a fresh new start when Foo somehow ends up in a game-like medieval fantasy world?

Or will the lack of modern tools, like his beloved computers or other modern conveniences, cut his story short yet again?








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Also, thanks to SageDrunkKitty and Remteldanmarkius for proofreading the synopsis! Any errors still there are their fault!
The fact that I might not have listened on them does not automatically make it my fault, okay?

Not my novel all praises and credit goes to original author 'tkepner' only uploading it here to listen the audiobooks while working long crappy hours 

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/11913447/1/Amalgum-Lockhart-s-Folly

Chapter 4:
I Even Exist







I stared blankly at the colorful bird perched on the computer screen. Even after talking about magic with a computer screen, watching a library start to collapse as all the books came to life and some great blackness stealing away all the words from my mind, I still haven't lost my common sense. Yet.

"How~?"

"I'm a Pagemaster that retired thirty years ago. I'm not allowed to interfere in YOUR job outside of teaching ye how to do it. So my spirit is emplaced in this body so I can give you good and proper aid while not babying you like a half-grown little pansy."

I nodded slightly, looking down apologetically as I received his bereavements and scathing rebukes.

"When I saw the five of you out there I was wondering what the ol' gal was thinking but I never though' ye would be daft enough to try and create a world before I could even tell ye what was going on. Much less drop it on our heads."

"I'm sorry."

"Well, we can set this all well and good easy-peasy-lemon-squeezy. What world did ye summon boy?"

I look up, hoping that perhaps there was an easy way to fix this. "Ummm... Fantasy."

"Which one?"

"Just... Fantasy."

He looked at me in horror and my heart faltered. "Ye mean to say…. Ye didn't pick any one world... Ye picked every blooming one of them? Do ye know how many fantasy worlds stories are out there! Ye just gone and unleashed everything out in one big ol' world. This is worse than Atlantis finding out… This is… this is…"

He slumped down with a sigh. "We need to get ye trained as fast as possibl' the entire world is in deep trouble. All those conflicting worlds and tales, The world will collapse on itself if we don't stop it. And the Silence… The Word won't be able to hold it back."

"What is the Silence and The Word?"

"The Silence, is evil in its utmost and complete form. The end of all things, the antithesis of reason and thought and form. It's not even chaos, because Chaos has its own rhyme and flow. It is nothing, a blackness that houses a desire to be nothing. It will destroy all it touches if it is allowed free reign, but first, it has to destroy The Word to do such a thing, but that is nigh-impossible.

"The Word. There is only one way to explain it. 'In the Beginning, there was The Word, and The Word was God. And The Word was with God.'"

"So the Silence is the Anti-God?"

Clarion laughs. "Hah, that's a good one... It wishes it had such power. An Anti-God…. He is simply nothing."

Ruffling his feathers Clarion looks straight at me. "But it doesn't mean he isn't a threat to us mortals. He's out to make sure that as many of us as he can succumb to Silence instead of heeding to the Power of The Word."

"So what are we supposed to do about that?"

"We are the guardians of The Word. To ensure that no matter what the world will not forget what strength our greatest weapon is against the Silence. Knowledge. Learning. Imagination. Without these, man is nothing but animals without hope for better futures.

"We protect the stories, the strength, and the foundation of our lives. In exchange, we can use The Word's power to instill ourselves with the strength to fight the Silence. Use words to their fullest meaning to stretch beyond ordinary boundaries.

"And in exchange, we can venture into other worlds of our creation to train and practice. And even to enjoy ourselves getting lost in a book almost literally. Though right now, the books are all getting lost in our world. Or what is left of it." He makes a noise which I guess was him clearing his little bird throat.

"We can discuss more later. This darkness is getting me agitated and I would enjoy not starting to molt from stress though y've certainly given me plenty of it. Now. Stand up and let's fix the problem."

I climbed unsteadily to my feet, a sore backside thanking and reprimanding me for sitting so long inside that chair. The light from the screen wasn't enough to properly see anything by, I was quite thankful that there was a floor to even stand on.

"Take a deep breath and focus ye-self. I want ye to picture a spellcasting item. Wand, staff, amulet. Whatever ye wish to make it look like."

I close my eyes and picture a simple staff for spell casting.

"Now, make sure that ye also picture the proper size of everything about ye implement. The less abstract the better. Focus and bring it to life in ye mind, hold out ye hand and make like ye are trying to grasp it in reality."

I nodded without opening my eyes, picturing the length and width of the staff in comparison to myself holding out my hand reaching out and trying to feel as if I could touch the smooth silvery-blue staff. I jump for a second as I feel metal actually in the palm of my hand and open my eyes.

"Well done. Well done." I could hear the smile in his voice as Clarion watched me summon my first staff.

It was fairly simple if a bit wobbly, parts of the staff were bigger or smaller but overall it was holding its shape quite well. I could tell for myself that there were still flaws in its creation. "Being able to summon a staff with so few problems is quite an achievement for a first try. Soon ye will be able to make it perfect in a split second."

"Am I stuck with just this design?"

"Not at all. Ye can redesign and mold it al to ye whims in how ye want it to look. In fact, I'm also impressed ye didn't try for some fancy do-dad like a gun wand."

"After everything else going wrong I didn't want to have something blow up in my face."

Clarion laughed and nodded his head slightly. "Now then let's get this darkness cleared away and see what we have to work on training for ye. The words are quite simple." He uttered the words and I felt a little silly that I hadn't thought of the answer to this before summoning him. Perhaps if I had been a little more patient with myself, I would have figured it all out on my own.

I tried the spell but my wand merely sputtered and shone for a brief second. "Just have to try a little harder, just like how you summoned the staff. Ye need to focus and let the magic flow through it, not ye body. Y're just sending ye own mana willy-nilly."

I nod, trying to focus, closing my eyes and begin channeling the magic through the wand, at least trying to, imagining pushing something through my arm into the staff. "Stop stop! Ye are trying to force it and it's just going to break something' if ye keep going at it like that. Channeling ye mana through ye body needs to come naturally. Trying to do it the other way will just get ye… well think of it like trying to stuff a bottle of soda with more soda,"

I'm not sure how to picture that except that the bottle would explode and shudder at the idea of my hand flying away from my arm like a bottle rocket of shaken soda. "So.. naturally?"

"Aye. Picture a river flowing inside ye, yer mana just swims around and around like yer blood, ye skin is the dam that keeps it all inside of you.the space where you wand and hand met, I want ye to imagine opening the gates right there and letting the river start to flow in that direction get used to letting it flow use yer instincts on how much or little ye should provide."

I listen to his words, starting to get a feel of the magic inside me flowing softly, letting it flow into the wand as I released the floodgates between my palm and the cool metal, watching it glow and slowly gain strength as I continued to add magic power feeling it starting to warm up. Clarion fluttered his wings almost clapping. "Much better. Much better. We've got some ways to go but we will make ye a Pagemaster yet. Now, cast that spell and give us purchase from this gloom and doom shadow."

Raising my staff as I poured a little more magic into it, just to be sure, I moved the chair aside and waggled the long staff with a distinct cry of victory.

"Let there be Light!" And then there was light.

All Shikiro Momotarou, aka Blue, wanted was to have an adventure in his own Isekai fantasy world. To be a famous hero, save the day and score fame, wealth and girls. But instead of being summoned into such a world, he’s summoned all the fantasy worlds into his. All. Of. Them. Every story ever written. With a world thrown into mayhem and chaos, the quest begins to return everything to normal before the universe collapses into itself. Familiar and unfamiliar faces and stories abound as mixups and twists on classic and not so classic tales around the world bring you on a wild ride across time, space and genre. Hopefully, Shikiro can find some help.

To those new readers visiting my story,
Thanks for your time, I hope that you will like this story.
For those who have been reading my story for quite some time now,
AYE!!!!! Thank you, guys!!!! *^_^*....
I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUU SOOOOOOOOOO MUCH!!! saranghae! <3
Thank you for supporting my book. I know there are a lot of grammar lapses and plot loopholes here and there in this story. But I promise that I'll make it a lot better over time.
Well technically, this will be my first ever book so I believe it is pretty normal not to have a great work at first try. HEHE!
Anyways, if you see any loopholes or anything that needs improvement and correction, feel free to comment. It will be highly appreciated. To tell you honestly guys, whenever I'm running out of ideas, what I do is I read chapter comments. 'Coz whenever I saw someone commenting on my updates, I feel so delighted. It makes me feel like someone out there can see my worth, and my effort is not going waste.
So shout out to those who used to give me some word of advice through the chapter comment box. You make my story a lot better and make my writing journey happier and more interactive. Thanks a lot, guys!!! I really hope that you'll gonna stay with me and continue to accompany Lingxi and Janus throughout their adventure as we try to work on this whole magic thing.
And have you noticed??? I recently changed the title from LEARNING HOW TO BE A SORCERESS into SORCERESS 101... I hope it was a change for the better. HIHI
In the meantime, that would be all. Thank you again, everyone!
God bless! (^_<) MUAH! MUAH! Y (*^_^*) Y
Lovingly yours,
Wolf's Bane
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Also for those who are into fantasy romance, kindly check my two other two books.
"MARRIED TO THE QUEEN OF DARKNESS"
This is both available in English and Tagalog version.
This one was a fantasy romance that has a bit of mythology and some spooky treats along with the chapters as the main character tried to help the ghost solved their unfinished business
https://www.webnovel.com/book/15523368806855505/Married-to-the-Queen-of-Darkness
MY MASTER IS A BOY-WITCH ~this one was one of my latest magical creation. It was set on the modern era where it was believed that practitioners of magic lived amongst us.
https://www.webnovel.com/book/16543833806439105/My-Master-is-a-Boy-Witch
THE KILLING AT DISTRICT 12~ if you are into dark-themed novels like mystery thriller you can try this one out. Be warned that it was rated R18 though because some chapters contained murders as this one was about a serial killer. The story was about how a forensic anthropologist and a former homicide detective that had gone to seminary joined hands to solve the mysterious killing happening at their district


What will you do if you suddenly wake up as another person after you die???

What will you also do if you realized that your pet, cat, started talking to you???
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This is the story of Mu Lingxi, a hopeless romantic teenage girl from the 21st century who transmigrated to another world after falling to her death. Together with her little black cat Janus, she began to traverse an unfamiliar world where warlocks and sorceress exist.

Due to a few unexpected turns of events, she ended up being engaged with a prince.
But she strongly believes in Queen Elsa's words before from the movie FROZEN,
"You cannot marry a man you just met once!"
and this was why she highly objected to the marriage arrangement.
She even chose to cross dress just to hide her identity!

On her journey to learn the way of magic, she got herself entangled with five young handsome men. Together they will venture the world of magic, love, and friendship.

"Living in a place different from where I came from, how will I survive???

How could a hopeless romantic girl like me cope up with a life surrounded by five beautiful young men???

Will I be able to hide my true identity until the end??"

"MEOW~"
[Oh c'mon, little lass. Why are you asking yourself that??? You sound so rhetoric....
It's not for you to say, but for them to find out by themselves]
*Janus winked to the readers out there*



P.S.
Pic's not mine...Credits to the owner.

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