"THERE'S SO MANY people out and about town!" Alice gasped, turning her head to follow a little boy that was holding onto a candied apple that had rushed past her.

"Yes," Wyatt beamed, his eyes pressed closed due to his smile, crinkling at the corners. "It's always rather busy in the capital of Gladiolum." 

A day after the ball, Wyatt had suggested bringing Alice around the town square to soak in the sights. He personally had to do a little shopping and thought that it would be a wonderful chance for Alice to grow more familiar with the capital. She had been living with the Ragans for nearly two weeks and yet she had barely even stepped out of the mansion's walls. It was best for young ladies to enjoy their time around town with friends. Being constantly cooped up in the study room with Charlie wasn't exactly an ideal situation in Wyatt's opinion. Of course, not that Alice had ever complained.

Strolling through the cobbled streets, Wyatt pointed out some of his personal favorite shops along the way. They passed by boutiques selling beautiful ball gowns, stores selling sparkling jewels, and even quaint little cafes that wafted out the sugary sweet scent of freshly baked pastries. However, while Alice acted as though she was very interested in those, he could tell that was all it was. An act. She simply smiled and nodded to Wyatt's words, not once asking to step into any of those stores like he had expected. Yet again she had him colored surprised.

Just the thought brought a curving smile onto his lips. The girl that his family had chanced upon was most certainly different from the rest of the girls in the capital. She stood out in such a way that there wasn't any spare place for the others to shine. She was the lone star now, a happy and proud resident of the Ragan household. While still suspicious of her origins, Wyatt couldn't help but admit to himself that he was growing fond of Alice Clemente.

"Are you not interested in any of the shops I pointed out?" He prodded. "Those are all famous names here in the capital."

"Oh!" Alice exclaimed. Wyatt watched with his practiced smile as the girl's eyes widened delightfully, eyelashes fluttering like a pair of butterfly wings under the golden sunlight. Her lips parted just a little in surprise before she quickly gathered back her wits, shaking her head politely. "They are all wonderful shops. I just… I don't have any money to buy all those things. Looking through the store window is more than enough."

For years Wyatt had worn the same smile on his face. It was his perfectly crafted mask made to shield his true emotions from the rest of the nobles. No matter what he felt inside, a smile was always the answer to dealing with those that had to be schemed against. However, every time Alice spoke or made one of her silly little expressions, he found his smiles to turn true as day.

"Let us go into that one, then." Wyatt pointed to a little bookshop down the street, a corner store with a gleaming bronze sign. "There are some things I wish to purchase."

Alice nodded. "Alright," she said.

Although her expression remained as still as possible, Wyatt still caught the slight twitch of her lips. The sparkles in her eyes practically screamed of her excitement. She couldn't fool anyone. Even the blind could tell that she was particularly eager to enter the bookshop. 

The little bell that hung above the door rang when Wyatt entered the shop. Inside, there were no other customers, simply a store clerk that had a book in hand. A pair of round spectacles rested on his crooked nose bridge, his eyes scanning the words at an immense speed before he licked his finger and flipped to the next page. At the call of the bell, the clerk looked up from his book, squinting at the door before rising to his feet. The book was placed pages-down onto the counter, a smile upon his lips.

"Master Wyatt!" The old clerk greeted enthusiastically. "I was wondering when you'll be visiting next. The books you ordered two weeks back are finally here." 

"Greetings," Wyatt replied fairly. "And thank you so much for your help with those. It's nearly impossible to find them anywhere else."

The old man waved, his cheeks reddening just a little. "It's no problem. Let me go get them for you." Shuffling towards the back of the shop, the clerk disappeared behind a dividing curtain.

"Do you come here often?" Alice asked, looking around the small bookstore with great interest. At random, she pulled out one of the books from the shelves, her fingers tracing the title of the book on the cover, feeling the indented words on the hard leather.

'History of Gladiolum. Volume III,' it read. Alice had seen a similar history book in Charlie's study room before. Making a mental note to briefly read through the contents of the book, she slotted the book back to its original position.

"Hmm, I wonder." Tapping a finger to his chin, Wyatt looked deep in thought. "I guess I do visit this store a little more than the average folk. They sell writing supplies as well as books and I run out of the former a little too often. Besides, this store is the only one in the capital that can procure rare and often out-of-print."

Walking a little further into the shop, Alice glanced through the assortment of reading materials offered. They had both fiction and non-fiction books in the store, leaning closer to non-fiction books. Most books were new copies, their covers still brightly colored while others were much older and encased in glass covers. Those books seemed old and tattered but the words were still in dark black ink, most likely having been re-written over so that it wouldn't be lost to time. 

The one that had caught Alice's attention was a purple leather-bound book that was almost as thick as a dictionary. The title of this book was written in bright, glittery gold in thick block letters. A small sign that indicated the price of the old tome was placed beside the book. Alice's eyes widened at the number of zeros, her head reeling back a little in surprise. She still wasn't sure about how the currency worked in Gladiolum but with so many zeros, the book was bound to be expensive no matter the exchange rate.

'The Theory of Magic. Volume I,' the title wrote.

"Are you interested in that one? Ooh, that's a pricey one." Wyatt's voice was right by Alice's ear, causing her to jump a little, her ears tingling from his breath. Stepping away, she held both hands to her chest, staring wide-eyed at Wyatt who looked as amused as ever.

"Just looking," she answered before firing back a question of her own. "How much is that book? I don't really know how the currency works here."

"See that symbol over there?" Wyatt gestured to the symbol behind the number as he spoke. "That's the symbol for our currency, 'fleuron'. That's the larger of the two units that we have in our country's currency. The smaller unit is known as a 'flois'. Ten flois equates to one fleuron. To give you an example of its value, five flois can buy you a piece of stale bread at the end of the day in the capital's cheapest bakery, maybe? Books, on the other hand, are usually five to ten fleurons, if it's a common title that can be easily found."

Alice gulped. Judging by the examples Wyatt provided, the currency here in Gladiolum seemed similar to the system she was used to. A single fleuron held as much value as a dollar back home and a flois would be around ten cents. Her hands were starting to feel clammy as she stared hard at the price tag of The Theory of Magic. 

"And yet this book is…" she trailed off.

"Fifteen thousand fleurons," Wyatt finished the sentence for her chirpily.

Fifteen thousand dollars.

Taking another step back, Alice no longer dared to hover near the expensive article. If anything had happened to it, she wouldn't be able to pay the store back for the damages incurred. She had never seen a book as expensive or even half as pricey. 

"Why is this book so… so…"

"Ridiculously priced?" Wyatt supplied. When Alice nodded numbly, Wyatt chuckled. "This is an ancient tome about magic. There are only five copies of this book that was ever produced. But if you're really interested in this book, there's no need for you to fork out such a hefty amount just to read it. We have a copy of it back in the mansion's library."

Flabbergasted and speechless, Alice blinked dumbly at what Wyatt had so casually revealed. Although she long knew that the Ragan mansion was a sprawling estate with many different needlessly fanciful rooms, she hadn't even thought to think that it might house precious artifacts within its walls. 

In Gladiolum, it seemed as though the gap between its people was wider than the ocean. The rich lived in heaven while the poor couldn't even afford hell.

"Why don't you take a look around the bookshop and see if there's anything that catches your eye?" Wyatt offered. "If we don't already have the book back home, I don't mind making a few extra purchases. It's the least I can do for dragging you out here with me on such a warm afternoon."

Alice's heart skipped a beat. She braved a step closer, momentarily forgetting about the book in the glass display case. Cupping her hands together as if they were in prayer, Alice beamed.

"Really? Any book?"

Wyatt's smile didn't falter. "There's no budget, if that's what you're asking."

Alice wasted no time. Her feet went scurrying across the dark wooden boards of the store, quickly scouring the bookshelves in search of any title that might help her or catch her fancy. Her fingers ran down the spines, quickly pulling out a few covers that had caught her attention, some fiction and some not. She had a feeling that most, if not all, of the non-fiction books were already available in the Ragans' library but there was no harm in bringing the books over for Wyatt to look through. These books will become her survival guide in this foreign world.

As the store clerk returned to the front counter, Wyatt slowly made his way over. However, he was still gazing in Alice's way, watching silently and bemused as the girl darted from shelf to shelf, climbing ladders and bending low in search of more. There were already over seven books in her hands and she only ever added more to the collection.

"My," the old clerk exclaimed. "I've not seen anyone so frantic for a good title since you first came to my humble store years ago. The old ladies at the bakery next block over will go mad once they hear that the young Master Wyatt is no longer single."

The white-haired man chuckled. "She's just a curious little bird my brother picked up a while back."

The old man shrugged, unconvinced, but he didn't say a word more on that topic. With a heavy thump, he placed three thick books onto the counter, the covers in the three primary colors. The titles were all written in gold, large block letters.

"This set was a little trickier to find as compared to your other requests but there you go. Though, Master Wyatt, don't mind this old man prying but are you sure you want to dabble in this subject? There's always a price to pay when you go against the laws of science."

"I can pay whatever price the world throws at me," Wyatt casually remarked. Picking up one of the books carefully with a gloved hand, he examined the old cover, grinning with satisfaction. "Besides, I'm just completing my collection. With these, the set will now be complete. There's no need to worry, sir."

"Oh well," the old clerk sighed, pursing his lips. "If you're sure, youngin. Let me wrap these up for you."

Tottering away, the elderly went to retrieve a few sheets of brown wrapping paper and some strings to bundle up Wyatt's purchases while waiting for Alice. 

Partially leaning on the counter, Wyatt continued to observe Alice. She no longer had the strength to carry the books she had picked out. Instead, she placed most of them on an empty table by one side. The stack of books was almost taller than she was and yet she continued to hunt for more, her eyes practically dripping with avarice.

'How peculiar,' Wyatt thought to himself. 'She is unaffected by fanciful dresses or glittering jewels and yet dusty old books can bring her into a craze. What an odd woman. She is most certainly a woman before her time.'

❝I want you to visit me even if it's only in your dreams.❞ 

Gifted a candle that was said to be able to make wishes come true, Alice Clemente burned it that very night only to find herself in an unknown world the next morning. 

She had wished for a life of adventure away from the city and its routine. With her wish granted, she was whisked away to a world very different from the one she grew up in. 

Thrust into a new life, would Alice learn how to adapt? Or would she fall down the rabbit hole only to never surface again?

The moonlight splashed down its watery white-silver glow onto the Imperial capital, bathed them, illuminated them. 

Within the festival hall, a silver moonlight spilled into the room through the windows as though it did not want to miss Shad's coming of age ceremony either. It really was a beautiful sight.

Currently, Shad was in the dance floor, dancing with a ravishing young lady.  Everyone gave them at least three meters of space.

The young lady's beauty was peerless to the point that it even brightened the whole room. Even the beauty of the bright moonlight seemed to fade when facing hers.

The girl was around the age of nineteen to twenty.  Her features resembled a masterpiece painting, her thinly plucked eyebrows were arched perfectly around her shining crescent eyes. Her lips were like the world's most delicate petals and her nose was of the most beautiful of sculptured white jade.

" Were you able to decipher the book, your highness?" Asked the young lady as they were dancing gently in the dance floor.

" Unfortunately not, however, I find this mysterious language very intriguing and I hope to decipher it one day," answered Shad as he was measuring the young lady's beauty with his unblinking eyes.

The young lady's eye flashed with a look of loss when she heard Shad's answer and then reverted back to normal in a flash. However, this quick change did not escape Shad's sharp eyesight.

' you must have been crazy, even if I knew the contents of that book, there was no way I was going to admit it to you. Do you think that I was some idiot.' he thought.

This young lady was none other than Lisa the young lady of the Bennett family, one of the four ancient noble families of the Djage Empire. While Shad was eating and chatting happily with his family, this young lady had asked him to dance. In front of all those people as well as his family, Shad did not dare to refuse, not to mention this young lady wasn't bad either.

" Too bad because I had three more volumes of the same book in my house but with different contents in them. I guessed we would never know what kind of secrets those book held," she said with a long sigh.

Listening to her, Shad's heart skipped a bit. A diary was something personal how come there more than one, plus they were written by the same person. Shad began to think that he had been scammed by that person.

" How come there's more? I thought it was the only one,"  Asked Shad. His tone was the same as though he was not surprised by this sudden news. 

" It's a long story. After some research, my family had found out that there were four more books like the one we acquired. But soon, we realized that even if the book had the same name on the covers, the contents were totally different."

" How did you guys know they weren't the same when you could not even decipher them?."

The letters used in the English alphabet were totally different from the ones they used in the Egul continent. They were like Asian alphabet and English alphabet unless one studied them and understood them, it would almost be impossible to know the difference, especially the people living in the Egul continent. It was as though they were a bunch of native English speaker trying to read a Chinese letter for the first time.

" After spending a lot of times comparing each of their contents, we found out the letters in each page were different from one another. Even if some of the words were the same, they were placed on different pages and different sentences. Not only that, some of the books had fewer pages than the others. So  we concluded that this book came in volumes."

Her pair of beautiful eyes had peered at Shad as she was explaining all those things. Her eyes were emitting an endless charm like a gravitational abyss that was capable to draw any young man's attention and thought, making it difficult for them to move their eyes elsewhere while they were in her presence. However, Shad was not affected in the least bit, he was more concerned and drawn to the information he was receiving from her.

" I see! how did you guys acquire them? the others would not just hand theirs to you."  Asked Shad. Even though they were unable to read them, they were still considered as Divine Books. Their owners would not give it up just like that.

" In order to have the full version of the book, each of the families that possessed them had agreed in secret to make a copy of their own and exchange it with one another in order to have all the volumes of the book. In another word, even if I have given you the one that we possessed, I still have a copy of it at home just in case."

Shad was becoming more drawn to this young lady's information.  If she did not tell him that, there was no way he would have found out about it.  Unless there some discrepancies in the book or some missing chapters would he have ever thought something was off. Now, he could not wait any longer to read that diary and the other volumes.


" I know it's too much too ask but would it be possible to have look at the others just out of curiosity,"  Asked Shad with an anticipation look on his eyes. Even though he was the 4th prince and his father was the emperor, he could not just order them or confiscated the book from them. The Bennett family was very powerful and their wealth could rival that of an Empire.

"I will see what I can do," she answered with a smile that could move the world.

" I will have to thank miss Lisa in advance," answered Shad with a joyful smile on his face.

After quite some time, the music has stopped and the musicians walked off to take a break. All the people that were dancing went back to their tables while others joined one or the other group of talking people. 

As for Shad, he went back to his family's table, which was practically empty except for his father and mother who had just got off from the dance floor as well.


While shad was on the table thinking about all those information he had gotten from Lina, he had a joyful smile on his face. Even if he hated this kind of gathering and noble parties, this one had proven quite useful and informative. However, in the next moment, his father's words erased that joyful smile.

" Thank you all for coming in my son's coming of age ceremony. As for now, we entered the most important part of the ceremony, the Honored Duel or as most people called it, the first Adult Rite of Passage."

" Now, the dance floor will turn into a battle arena where the 4th prince will receive the challenge of three adults at most five years older than him, By winning against two of them, he would truly be considered as a true man."  Said the emperor as he smiled at the crowds.

This was one of the things Shad hated the most about this kind of ceremony. They had all this kind of stupid traditions, not even himself could evade.  

' What kind of crap was that, do I really have to beat someone to prove that I was a true man. Anyway, just bring it on, I will show them how much a man I am by cripple anyone of them that dare to challenge me.' he thought with a devilish smile on his face.

This is a story about Shad, a young orphan who was struck by lightning. Instead of dying, he was reborn into another world known as Eidrin. The ambient mana on Eidrin is extremely dense and abundant, allowing mages to reign supreme over the rest of the populace. Follow Shad as he develops the strength to survive in this new world and reaches heights thought to be unattainable for mortals, all in a quest to learn the truth behind his reincarnation and the purple lightning that resides in his soul.

Turing back to the computer I type in the email address in to the email draft as the curser blinks waiting for me to type.  Sitting back I realize I have nothing to say, but at the same time I have so much I want to tell her. Frustration over takes me and I shove the lap top away from me. Frustrated I get up from the table. Turing around I look at the lap top. Thinking to my self about Alice. 

I wonder where you are a lot. What your doing. If your smiling. if your happy. I have more time to let my mind wonder these days. Finally being set free is amazing and scary at the same time. But I can't help but think that you would know what to do you always seemed to. I wish you were here to tell you what happed. How it all led to where I am now. How these events all compounded in to this unstoppable force that just plowed right over me. 

I sat in front of my lap top and pull it towards me trying to draft a email. More struggling to say what I need to say. I wanted to tell Alice everything about what had happed and what was going on new in my life. The truth was I missed her. The whole time my life was crumbling around me. Always my thoughts would go to her. How I needed her strength and her support. I missed her so much. I hadn't seen her in years. I begin the email telling my her what happened. I started singing and lost track of her. I left out the most recent dark events and my still healing body. I couldn't tell her about the baby. Well not yet anyway. I still needed time to process what I was feeling my self. I finished the email saying. I hope you answer. I will have gotten this out of me. So it made no difference if it was read or not. I hit send. Sighing I close the lap top and begin walking thru the house out to patio. Sitting down I grab my note book and begin to write. I am a few pages in when Lora brings me a smoothie and a sandwich. Setting it down next to me she gently touches my shoulder. " Brought you some lunch." She says before the turning to leave. " Lora." I ask. Turning back around she answers " Yes....are you ok?"  Looking at her I smile and say " Yes I just sent an email to a friend. I am trying to find. We use to go to school together." Looking down at my note book. I close it and lay my head back. Sitting down next to me Lora hands me my sandwich. " Why don't you tell me while you eat. Gently grabbing the sandwich. I sit back and eat it slowly. Between each bite talking with Lora. " I really want to do a show. I miss it so much." I say as I begin chewing another bite. Her eyes lite up. " So you have been writing songs?" She asks excited. Looking down at my note book. I open it and lift the pages and show her that the note book is filled with poems songs and random thoughts. She looks up at me and smiles. " Brilliant so all we need it the music." Turing the book over I flip it the opposite direction. I lift the pages showing her I had written all of the lyrics and music. I look at her and say softly. "I just need to be able to play." Looking at my hands I sigh softly. Gently touching my hands Lora takes out some pain cream and rubs it across my hands and fingers. " Give it time." She says softly. 

Putting the cream away Lora asks me " How are you feeling today?" I am feeling a little better. It was still bad this morning. Usually by the afternoon I start to fell better. Gently touching my stomach. I look at Lora and ask " Lora has there been a response to you message in the portal ?" Gently placing her hand on mine. " No not yet Shadow will be back don't worry." Sighing I rub my stomach. "I hope Shadow understands." Lora smiles and gently touches my shoulder. " I know Your scared try not to let your mind run wild. Relax and rest stress is not good for you or the baby. " Lora says trying to reassure me. I nervously smile back at her. Lora I think I need a nap. Helping me up we walk back. Lora lifts the covers on the bed.  I slide under the covers. Rooting around to get comfortable slowly getting warm I fall asleep. 

Waking in a dark quiet room. I feel my heart beat take off. My skin prickles as my senses serge to life. Galloping against ribs my heart threatens to burst from my chest. Sensing some one in the room with me I whisper softly " Who's there?" Praying that I am alone or even better it's Lora. Feeling my hair stand on end I say louder " I know your there I can feel you." Quivering I struggle to hold my breath. Straining to hear a sound to confirm. What my senses are frantically trying to tell my brain. Rolling over I slowly slide out of bed. Squinting my eyes I peer in to the darkness. Realizing I am not feeling fear, but something else. I rise to my feet and walk to the door. Placing my hand on the knob I turn it and pull it open. Pausing I whisper softly " Come ." Leaving the door open I walk down the hallway. Passing the kitchen still not looking behind me. I make my way in to the room where my piano is. Siting down I slowly begin to slide the lid back that covered the keys. Gently running my fingers over the smooth surface. Closing my eyes I slowly begin to play and sing softly. Feeling my muscles burn as pain spread thru them. I could feel my voice quivering as tears rolled down my face. Finishing I groan and winced. Reaching out I pull the lid shut. Closing my eyes. I ride the wave of pain that burned thru my fingers. Pulling my hands to my chest I held them gently against me. Crying softly I lean on the piano. The fait smell of pears teases my nose. I whimper "Shadow I know your here....please." Gasping I feel warm arms wrap around me. Feeling someone slide beside me on the bench. I lift my head slowly afraid to look. Shaking I hear a soft voice say " That was beautiful...I have missed your voice so much."  Feeling her wrapping around me I felt safe. I look down at my stomach whispering softly. " I need to tell you something." Gently pulling in to her. I lean on her chest. Listing to her heart my body calms. Gently taking her hand in mine. I pull it to my chest kissing it softly. I place it on my stomach. Shaking as I am trying to get the words out. I feel tears fall from my cheeks. Seeing me struggling she pulls me close and whispers. " I love you Beverly....Don't cry." Pausing she looks at me. She whispers softly " Do you care for me?" Looking at her I drop my shoulders and begin to cry. Gripping me gently she pulls my face to hers. Studying me intently with her beautiful green eyes. " Beverly what's going on?" Shadow asks softly. Sobbing I wail out " I need to tell you...." sobbing I run out of air and begin gasping softly. Crying I look at her and say " There is something else." I say softly looking down at my stomach. Where her hand is resting gently under mine. I ask softly " Have you looked at the messages in the portal from Lora?" Shadow shifts slightly and groaning she answers " No I just got back. I came straight to see you." Gently touching my face she looks at me. Taking a deep breath trying to draw my last bit of courage. I say softly barley loud enough to hear. " I am pregnant." Looking at me shocked she looks at her hand. I say softly looking down " I understand if that's not something you can deal with." Feeling her hand gently rub me. She whispers softly " Beverly I love you..." pausing she whispers " I am here for you what do you need?" Smiling I whisper softly. "Stay with me please... I just want you to hold me....please." Slowly getting up she leads me to my room. Pulling the blankets back I slide in to bed. Feeling Shadow slide in next to me. I turn and lay my head against her chest. Feeling her hands slide down my back gently rubbing me. Looking up I whisper softly.  " I am scared I feel alone." Softly kissing my forehead she gently touches my stomach. "You are not alone Beverly....I am here." She whispers holding me gently against her. Closing my eyes I lay against her body feeling safe and warm. I quickly fall asleep in her arms.

After developing a deep friendship two women Beverly and Alice loose touch after collage. Beverly’s life has fallen apart after being kidnapped tortured and rescued by a mysterious and reclusive hero. Beverly needing an out let. Beverly pulls up the last email address she has for the one person who would understand Alice. She begins to send daily accounts of what happens to her thru her every day life. When it goes unanswered. Thinking the email is an unused account she begins to write her thoughts deepest secrets and desires. Unaware the past is going to come crashing in to her present at any moment and change everything.

Time, time does not care, care who will die and who will live, time, intangible, unknown, what is time?
I question myself that every day ever since I got transported and transported and transported over and over again. 
I walk forwards in my trenchcoat covering my body while a gas mask covers my face. 
Behind me was the 2nd Panzer Army, Flanked by 2 of my advisors the massive army was moving over the French plains ready for combat.
What stretches before me, should be the calm French plains, I should have passed beautiful German cities, the grass should be green and trees should be showing vibrant colours. But that is not what is shown, instead I walk on the ash-covered ground. Trees are burning. Cities are obliterated to nothingness. The sun can't even penetrate the radiation clouds covering the earth, the sound of massive shells pounding the earth can be heard in the distance as spaceships move in. This is not Europe we remember, nor is it the beautiful earth as we know it, it is literally hell on earth. This is the last war, the most destructive war in our history, no one can escape the clutches of the blooming fires of war, there is no neutral, there is no good or bad guy, there is just me vs them...
It is World War Three.  

''Sir, the enemy 3rd Mechanized army is moving in from the North how should we respond?'' an Oberst came on his hoverbike to me giving a paper report. 

Weak radios can't penetrate the jamming mites both parties have thrown in the air, only strong Radio emitters can blaze a path through it. ''I shall take the 2nd Panzer Army to head up North to confront them, use the 182nd Airborne Battalion to cut off their supply lines, make the 46th Mechanized Army of the South move in from the left flank while our 6th Royal Navy will bombard them from the sea.'' I made some quick orders.

 I have seen many wars, old world wars, wars where destructive magic existed, wars in the shadows, I have seen it all. But this... this is a war that even disgusts me. The Orders were quickly relayed, I hopped onto my personal tank.
''MOVEEE OUT!'' I shouted, and immediately the 2nd panzer division started to move with ever increasing speed to intercept the enemy's Mechanized army.

 Suddenly a massive Siren sounded from the distance in the east, ''NOOOO!'' I shouted but it was too late the siren came too late.

 A flash came with a few seconds later a massive sonic boom, a Nuclear bomb detonated close by, ''NO NO NO!'' I shouted, to the east was a refugee camp we set up to help those in need, but they nuked it outright, ''SAVAGES!'' Commanders shouted in their tanks as their eyes turned bloodshot. 

With a crazed mind, we advanced, eventually we didn't even need any strategy. The tank crews were so mad that they fought even when their tank was almost obliterated, when the system sounded to get out, when fire started in the tanks, no matter what, these men still shot shell after shell after shell and in less than 10 minutes make the enemy Mechanized army vanish from the earth. 
Blood was everywhere, I thought I'll get used to the sight of it, but war is never kind. Even after 100 years, when I, no we should have died it still raged on and I still cannot account for the deaths it has caused. 

The year is 2115, on January the 27th, refugee camp Nova was hit by a 50 Megaton Nuclear bomb, destroying everything in a 50km radius, killing the 10 million refugees. As of now the current population of earth stands at 790 Million, which of 100 Million are active Personnel, 400 Million are in bunkers and 290 Million are Hiding around the globe.  
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''This is WAR! THIS IS A WAR WE MUST WIN!'' I shouted at the men in the Command Centre, 

''SIR! THE TRANSPORTATION DEVICE IS OPERATIONAL! WE ARE READY TO LAUNCH OPERATION XAVIER!'' The commander-in-chief of the army shouted. 

I nodded, ''For every man you kill, for every woman becoming a widow, for every child becoming an orphan, for every city you obliterate, I shall return it to you, A HUNDRED FOLD IF NEED BE, YOU HAVE STEPPED UPON THE DRAGON'S TAIL, WE HAVE LIVED THROUGH TWO WORLD WARS! WE STAND STRONG AND DO NOT FALTER. WE ARE THE PEOPLE OF EARTH!'' I first muttered before shouting it out loud, 

''OOH RAH!'' The men in the Command Centre saluted.

''Men prepare for the Invasion, I hereby declare unrestricted warfare on their planet. Nukes, Chemical weapons, Biological, WMDs, I DO NOT CARE, Flamethrowers, Napalm bombs, Neutron Bombs, you name it! If it causes destruction, USE IT!'' I shouted angrily. 

The year is 2115, on July 4th, the Nations of Earth have started their uniform Invasion of their enemies Timeline, The Battle which will decide the winner and loser shall be fought there. The Outcome is Unknown. 
But to know why this has occurred in the first place we must go through timelines, through the history of not only our own but others as well...
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''Hello Kyle, In name of the Confederation I congratulate you on passing our test, please prepare for teleportation.'' A man with a gentle smile said.  
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This has been written when I already Published Chapter 82, 
To my Dear Readers, I first off all thank you for using a bit of your time to read the 1st chapter to see if this is something for you. This is my very first book and also my own wild fantasy, I have always had since I started reading books. I have noticed that from ALL the books I have read on Qidian and other sites the Number of Novels which are set in WW2 or WW1 and focus on an organisation or Nation is minimal(In those periods, the book which inspired me was: Battle of the Third Reich). Hence I have taken it Upon Myself to start writing this Novel, It will be a long ride, and I am not thinking of stopping anytime soon. The Plot has been developed already, I will tell my Readers only a few things regarding the book that you need to know before you start reading:

1. My book will most likely have only a semi-happy ending
2. My book will have in either Arc 3 or 4 a Timeline which will not be set in the past of our timeline like the previous Two. But Set in a more Mythical setting, a place where Guns meet Magic. This Will only be ONE Arc, so even if you do not enjoy it I will make a separate chapter at the Beginning of ARC 4 which will go over the important Highlights so my readers can still enjoy a good Novel with no Magic and not miss anything.
3. 5 Arcs are planned. Originally it was Six, where one of the ones on the middle was the Renaissance period, but another book has already satisfied most readers hence I will focus on the Other time periods.
4. Every Arc will not be the same set of steps, but instead, every Arc will be totally different from how our MC handles things. Every Arc will also be a completely different scenario than the previous ones. I can only say that Arc 1 and 5 are slightly the same in the way our MC handles it, Arc 2-4 are slightly the same.
5. Sometimes I will make ahistorical things happen, and only the beginning of my Arcs are mostly Historically accurate.
6. Lastly, If you had the patience to read this list I thank you for your time, Please sit back and relax, enjoy the story of Kyle white and his adventures, 

Marshall out.

Time. Time is intangible! Or so they said 
Sadly, we were wrong, time can be bent, bent to another's will. 
Empires stretching through the annals of another's history, Men of another race fighting in another man's war, technology, unknown to the Natives used to destroy them outright!
Men fighting over resources not found in their Universe, troops fighting throughout the ages, brave heroes live and die. 
this... this is The War That Transcends Timelines!

Kyle wit, abducted by a Mighty Empire to spearhead a section of their war is thrown right in the midsts of it! And through this trail be fire and death he shall go down in the annals of everyone's history and be known by enemies and allies as: 

The Marshall.  

A story where blood paints the earth, cruelty is common, men in the millions fight, shady politics, multi-layered planning and above all one person to fight against the norm.

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The sight in front of her making remembers something that she never wants to remember. The ancient records that she stumbles upon by accident. Since the ancient era to this day, there is very little record about a profession that many do not know about. It is Formation master, and there is a hearsay that the Formation master can easily kill a group of experts if they were to fall into his/her formation.

Vernora feels a bit accomplish now for being a princess in her kingdom that she had never felt it before since she grew up; she looks at the sight in front of her with pondering expression. In the palace library, almost every bookshelf that records about this world, she had read all of them. Until one day that there is nothing left in the library for her to read, she started to search the entire place to find something to help her relieve the boredom.

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At that time she is only ten years old, so it is a bit hard to browse the entire place without missing something. 

There is a secret door happened to open by itself because the trigger triggered when she tried to search for anything left that she had not read yet. After entering through the secret door, the room is completed with darkness and the door of the secret room starts to close itself automatically, which almost makes her wet her pants at the time. With the is light suddenly lift, but toward her surprise, there are only two books and a sealed box in there. Her expectation for many books to have existed inside becomes an illusion all of a sudden.

Vernora only walks for a few steps, and she choked herself nonstop because there is dust everywhere in the room. The only explanation for this, that there is no one had ever entered here beside her and the master of this room for a very long time. Although there are only a few books, she very was curious about them. Why would there be a secret room in the library in the first place? But at that time she could not continue to read the book or explore there because of the candlelight run out, so she decided to come back later to continue her exploration of the secret room.

Little Vernora saved as many candles as possible by not lift her chamber at night for many days. After everything had been prepared, she went there again with expectations. Seeing that no one has followed her, Vernora little face becomes blossom with a smile. The awaiting day for the secret books inside the room finally reveals to her.

However, after cleaning up the dust that covers the table and the bookshelf, her happy smiling face soon becomes angry instead. She feels that she is being cheated by the master of this room. Why? It was because of the first book is a daily of the master of this room. Even though the writing is a bit different from present-day writing, but she can understand most of it.

"On year one, three moons of the Light Wind calendar.
This is my coronation as a king of this Kingdom. Also, it is my coming age ceremony day as my beautiful wife is waiting for me in our chamber."

"..."

"Today the weather is good, the clear sky here is better than our country. I went to an underground auction house yesterday, and many things brought me a big surprise. I have spent almost all of my life saving to buy a detailed and colorful picture book. This is my lifetime biggest pride. If you are my descendant and happened to be able to enter here, that means we were connected with fate. But you have to promise that you will never show this book to anyone else, or there might be a bloodbath of war over it."

Vernora angry face replaces with delightful again, because the book that she is going to uncover the sealed box will be a treasure.

The second book that Vernora currently reading was full of mystery, as they are many parts that she doesn't understand. The language of the book itself is mysterious for her. But, she can understand some pictures in the book. Because she has seen it before from their castle, the defend tower. 

The sealed box that contains her treasure, it will be her treasure. Because she will never show it to her royal father or royal brother.

Vernora holds her breath as she tries to uncover the sealed box with extreme care because she is afraid her expectation will be waste if she unseals it directly. She wants to know what kind of book that her ancestor strongly warning to not show to the public.

As she lifts the lid of the sealed box to uncover it, she feels her hand become heavy than usual. Because whatever it is inside this box, it might be brought catastrophe to the world. Vernora closes her eyes and moves her little hands in very slow motion. She is afraid that she might damage the book inside the box, as her first ancestor era is already over for more than a thousand years. 

Vernora slowly opens her little eyes with a face full of expectation, the first characters at the top of the picture book is an unknown character to her. Because the writing of the character is in bold, but it is not likely handwriting at all. Vernora almost doesn't believe her eyes that there is such a kind of beautiful writing that exists in this world. From what she just sees even though it is only a glim of the upper part of the book, but this very book is already taking her expectation to the peak.

This book cover should be not made from a beast skin, it used completely different material to make for sure. What kind of existence that able to create such a masterpiece. She wanted to uncover this sealed box faster, but she doesn't want to spoil her exciting mood, too. She stops her hands' movement and free one of her hands to feel the texture of the book cover.

The smooth feeling of the texture from the only upper part of the book that is in her view. She feels delighted and hopeful to view the entire book. Her ancestor did not cheat her, because there is a record that the first ancestor is a playboy that had over 3000 concubines. Also, he is well known for being a cheater.

Vernora finally cannot hold her excitement back anymore, as she decides to continue to unseal the box. As the lid being moved slowly, she can see some content on the book cover. What making her surprise is that after the unknow bold characters there is the head of three females with a lifelike image being imprinted. 

How can someone draw such a lifelike image and coloring such beautiful ladies? The creator of this book must be a master in art and calligraphy. The beautiful lifelike hair color, their attraction eyes, and beautiful red lips. Although she can only see the three heads of these ladies in the picture, every one of them can make many men become head over heel with just wink.

As Vernora keeps going with her unsealing phase, she can see even their necks are very detailed beauty and not a single error of coloring. The more she uncovers the lid, the more she wants to know who is the creator of this book.

When the lid finally comes over these ladies' upper shoulders, Vernora seems to note that there is not even a single piece of clothes were on their shoulders beside a thin line of different colors. The lady on the left seemed to have two black lines over her shoulders. The lady in the mid seemed to have a white mini collar around her neck, and two white lines on both of her shoulders, too. And the lady on the right seems to only have a crossed purple line over her shoulders instead of being straight like the other two ladies.

The little Vernora decides to go all out with her phase all of a sudden. When the lid of the box unsealed, she can see very clearly that all of the lifelike pictures of these ladies. 

They are all wearing something that she had never seen before. And all the three ladies in the pictures had no shame at all because, besides the key place on their body, there is nothing covered their body. Vernora takes her small hands covering all her eyes and runs with all of her might to leave the secret room.

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Some of the spirit beasts that cannot hold themselves anymore, there is only one result when they step their foot inside the minefield area. That is wasted.

Vernora can only shake her head when she sees that many beasts' core was wasted like that. 

The trio who currently standing and watching their surroundings as more and more spirit beasts gathering and surround them in the center. All of them start to feel that their end is coming, even with mines being planted all over their campsite, but it has limit numbers. With the increasing of spirit beasts and the minefield become small and small by the reckless spirit beasts.

"What are we going to do?" Benak is sweating all over his body by now.

"Even if I were to die, I won't let any of you die with me because I am the one who requested all of you to come with me." William said with a firm and serious tone. He is already come up with an idea of how to leave this place, but the problem is how to move Nacorn with them.

In the business world where hidden danger is everywhere, one wrong turn was made you might lose everything. William, who used to own VIVE corporation, was lost everything including his pants to those he deemed as family, and even his fiance also left him. 

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After a fateful encountered with an old man, William fate has been drastically changed due to an uneventful because of the old man forgetfulness. 

There William encountered a tomboy who loved to crossdressing. Their fate started to interlink one to another. 

Will this fateful encounter of William and Rosa Diana bring what to the world that only respect the strong?

Will he able to survive in this new world?

Will he able to come back?

Will he able to stay true to himself after experiencing these exciting events?

----- Note -----

This my first fiction novel, please bear it with me.

"…crossing his arms, with palms facing on his chest. Closing his eyes, with the calmness and peace on his face as he lay down. Looking at him, it feels like my heart was being held by numerous hands and started to squeeze it harshly. My tears, they are in deep sorrow. I dropped in kneel.
I am not prepared for this nor want this to happen. But I do not have the ability to hinder the time… We are a hundred years apart."

Raising his eyebrow, Eliz pauses for a while. He looks up, wandering his eyes left and right then look back to the page where he last stopped. He is in the process of deep thinking as if he is reading a thick Math book with difficult problems to be answered.

"Hundred years apart, huh."

A tictac sound of the shoes is drawing nearer. As it stops, the door on Eliz's room opens.

"Did you pack your stuff already Eliz?"

Eliz's mom appears on the doorway and gets in. His mom is like she just recently bloomed, so beautiful as flowers — still have the maiden look with an admirable body and smile in her today's age. She's in a light pink dress and wearing a white apron. Preparing those foods in the kitchen to bring on their trip before coming up on the stairs.

Eliz closes the book. From squatting, he sits as sitting on a chair slackly at the end part of his bed, which is facing the door.

"I packed them last night."

"Then let's eat. The trip is way long." then his mom left after saying, leaving the door open.

A sigh from unwillingness. Eliz stands and gets his bag which placed on his study table at the left side of his bed, near the window. He checks if he forgot something then wears the bag at his back. He puts the book on top of the other books piling on his study table before leaving the room. He slowly closes the door, but he is somewhat hesitant to close it. Eliz kept a short look at the book.

They immediately clean the dining after eating. Checking every room of the house for the last time for safety assurance. Then they lock the main door and directly get inside the car. His dad as the driver, then his mom beside his dad and lastly, him at the back with bags in big and small. It will be a long way trip so they brought more than usual.

Eliz, 15, lives in a city full of buildings and infrastructures wherein it is rare to find some of the creations of God. The daily life of the city is most highlighted by traffic, noisy surrounding and undisciplined people. The beep sound of every car ruled the highway. Being stuck in a traffic jam, Eliz just boringly watches the two punks having an argument, pointing who is at fault of… nonsense. It was very hot. The temperature is intolerable the same as the actions of these two. Eliz leans his head on the right window. He crosses his arms and legs then closes his eyes bit by bit and tries to sleep.

"Eliz we'll arrive soon, wake up!" his dad said.

Eliz woke up. He rubbed his eyes, yawns, peeking outside and he was stunned. What on the heavenly body is this? It's like they were teleported from the dark world to paradise. A city with burdens to a holy place!

His mom, "Beautiful isn't it?"

And Eliz merely moved his head up and down. His eyes are completely awakened and wide. Without blinking, he looks around and praises the nonpareil beauty of nature. Tall oak trees standing steadily, the green grass and dazzling flowers in different forms and styles. Great mountains which can be seen from afar. The sun that brightly shines, the refreshing air, the atmosphere. This is the place where a person can live in mundane.

Alas, they arrived. They parked right in front of a house that is, fancy yet simple. His mom together with his dad took all the bags to bring those inside the house. On the main door, there is an woman in a nostalgic gown and having a translucent veil that covers her head and some of the upper parts of her face. They greet her with love and longingness. While his parents are busy, Eliz was left standing beside the car and he, somehow stare at the house. He feels something. Something…

This is odd. I think I saw this house before.

The wind became heavy, makes the leaves on trees, the flowers, and the grasses swing.

"Eliz?"

"Yes?" without taking his eyes away from the house.

"Greet our grandmother."

Eliz turns his sight to where his parents are standing. He saw the woman. So this is grandmother. He gets closer to them, head low. And,

"Good day, grandmother." bowing in 90 degrees.

The woman smiled at Eliz as if she is blessed, being greeted by this young man. "It's been a long time." She walks closer to Eliz.





Odd.

"My dear, you're still a little baby when I last saw you… as what I remember." getting closer…

"I miss how adorable you are. Unfortunately, you're now coming of age."

This is indeed odd.

"The precious seed grew as a decent flower." closer…

I feel something.





The woman paused.

"Maybe it's time for me to introduce myself since..."

Something…

She took off the veil.
Eliz looks up and he again,
on a bolt from the blue.





"I am Rosé"

Then a loud bang of an object that collapsed was heard.

"Is this gonna be our last time?"

Superstitions roam around the village in the late 15th century. As folklores mentioned, supernatural beings can be seen mostly at night. A young woman who merely came home at dark evening from the market near the oak river witnesses the unbelievable scenario.

Hoax' true!

Being captured and brought inside a hollow castle, heartbeats to the core. Is she will be alright? Or will be one of the preys?

Though the events that transpired a few minutes ago was intense and nerve-racking, the harmonious aura came back when they reached the bookstore.
Dandan carefully measured her boss' mood while they were walking towards the entrance and it seems that her boss has cooled down. She thanked all the gods and deities in this world that everything is back to normal again.
Once they were inside, Dandan excused herself so she can quickly pick the necessary items that the employees from the office wanted. She left her boss hanging around the fiction books section.
The bookstore was really crowded today so once Secretary Dandan has to queue, it'll take long before she could pay the office supplies she picked.
Xiulan's mood was serene again and everything that happened a while ago were swept away once she's inside the store. Bookstores are her happy place and it immediately alleviated her mood. She went to young adult fiction section to check the newest and trendiest books.
Since its young adult, it's full of romance and magic genre. The titles were all new to her and the stories seems promising.
Her attention was caught by the romance books with very vulgar covers in it. She liked the stories but the covers were quite distasteful for her. She thought that books these days are not so discreet in hiding what's inside. She remembered the books twenty years ago would have plain cover designs and people wouldn't actually know the book is erotic unless they read it. But now, these provocative book covers are exposed to children.
While she criticize each of the books' cover, she took her time reading each of the synopsis at the back as well. She seems to be so engross in reading them that she was not aware that some aunties inside the bookstore were gossiping about her.
"Is that Mrs. Xing? She's so tiny..."
"It's my first time seeing her in person. She's very pretty but she lacks height. Her dress is so pretty though!"
"The contrast of Hongqi's ex-girlfriends vs Mrs. Xing are too big! I'm pretty sure Hongqi has a tall, beautiful, model side chick."
"I am going to bet a slut could snatch Xing Hongqi from this woman. She's pretty but there are far more beautiful and sexier women."
"Look at her height, OMG!"
"Wow! Her waist is so small… but her height… err…"
"Hmph! She's not that pretty like what the people says!"
"Gong Yuming is prettier."
"Betting that they'll divorce this year. She's not that pretty like her husband's exes."
The constant degrading hush from the bystanders managed to catch Xiulan's attention. "Are they really gossiping about me, in front of me? I can't believe this. Are people really this boisterous in shaming someone?"
She had enough of this. When will people stop this kind of attacks on her? She can't just stand here and let them slander her like this. She could ignore this if it was a hearsay but they are slandering her in person. For some reason, the constant mention of her height irritated her so badly. Never ever criticized a woman's height in front of them.
Xiulan put down the book she was holding and coldly gazed at the gossiping women. She walked towards them with her high heels clacking so loudly. She stopped in front of them and savagely scolded them. "You women have a lot of free time to gossip about me. Instead of talking about my marriage and height, all of you should check on your husbands. A young, tall, beautiful girl might be with them right now."
The women gawked at her, they were all surprised by her words. They all thought she's meek and wouldn't even try to approach them. But here she is, standing in front of them with her thousand dollars dress, shoes and clear skin. They were embarrassed but they wanted to rebut to save face and bully her back but she's not finished in her scolding yet.
"And my short height doesn't undermine the continuous contributions I made for this country. What about you people? Is your gossiping helped the country's economy?"  Xiulan's perfectly plucked eyebrows were all way up. With her tiny height but amazing confidence, she intimidated these godforsaken gossipers.
The women were mummed and don't know how to answer back. They were just middle class people and a rich, upper class woman scolding them made them afraid to say something.
"I didn't know that Mrs. Xing has a lot of free time to scold people." A woman with very long fake eyelashes emerged. With her voice, she might be the person who mentioned Gong Yuming's name.
Xiulan lazily looked at this woman who appeared like a random mushroom, provoking her.  "Yes I have a lot of free time. What about it?" Xiulan rebutted and her eyebrows were still arched. It gave her a snobby and intimidating look.
The annoying woman scoffed. "Don't be cocky just because you are rich and married to Xing Hongqi. He can leave you anytime."
"Ad-hominem. Why is my husband being mentioned in this? So what if he leaves me? Am I not allowed to scold people who are slandering me? Hmm?" Xiulan was in the mood to scold people so she would continue this until Dandan is finished with her shopping. Hell, who cares about image now?
"People with class don't argue with people in public." The woman fought back.
"And who said that? Was it written in a manual on how to be classy?" Xiulan won't let this woman slide.
"You might be rich but your attitude stinks." The woman provoked. Her arguments were out of place.
"Judgmental. How come you say my attitude stinks when we've been only exchanging questions? I can't believe I am not allowed to scold people who slandered me." Xiulan bewilderingly asked. She doesn't get this woman's anger. She only scolded the gossipers but this woman is diverting the topic to something else.
"Just wait and your careful pure image will be trashed soon." The woman was about to leave since she doesn't know what to say anymore.
"I wouldn't mind that. Be careful on not losing your job too." Xiulan scoffed before she left the gossiping women and went to Dandan, who's busy in responding to the group chat with her co-employees regarding what to buy in the bookstore.
The woman halted her movements and nervously looked at Xiulan's retreating back. "She won't know my name and report it to my boss, right?"
"Dandan, aren't you finished yet?" Xiulan smiled at Dandan. Her face didn't display any irritation or negativity. It seems that she enjoyed the argument she had a while ago.
"Boss, I'll be next soon. You can wait in the car so you can relax." Dandan quickly answered. She was confused for a moment why the people surrounding them were looking at her boss quite differently.
"Okay." Xiulan agreed but before she leaves the place, she picked a book that has caught her eye a while ago and gave it to Dandan. "Add this to your cart. I want to read it tonight."
Xiulan left and went to rest inside the car.
Dandan confusedly took the book and stared at it. The title was "The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera" with a dog doodle on the book cover. Dandan thought it was a harmless novel but when she read the synopsis at the back, she can't help but question if her boss' marriage is currently on the rocks.


Song Xiulan's parents doted on her so much that they would even find the best bachelor out there to be her husband.

They were eyeing Xing Hongqi, a very respectable man and the most powerful in S and T city. But he is also a notorious player and womanizer.

Xiulan's parents believed that their impeccable daughter can change a man like Hongqi. 

Xiulan was willing to follow whatever her parents planned for her. But marrying a womanizer seemed too extreme. 

Now that she met the man and people around her seem to worship him and talk about his dirty laundries like it was fine. 

Xiulan is now conflicted about whether she should obey her parents or this time follow her common sense that marrying a womanizer is not fine!

But she suddenly finds out a secret that hinders her from not marrying him.



Note: The image is not mine. Original image from Pinterest.

Ji Man jerked awoke heart-pounding loud in her chest. Her face was as pale as a sheet and eyes lit up in fear. Her hands were automatically gripped tightly around the bedsheets as sweat dripped down her face.

Her brain stutter as every part of her pause waiting for her thoughts to catch up. Her memory was a blur as she glanced around at every detail surrounding her.

She found herself in a quiet and luxurious bedroom. The walls were a chill blue stripped of any life. Not a photo nor poster hung from the walls. There was however curtains covering all the windows and keeping out most light. 

The room was filled with many beautiful things. From wonderfully handcrafted nightstands to an elegant ceiling lamp. Nothing before Ji Man's eyes could be gained so simply.

Especially not for Ji Man she was only a  college student barely making it on student loans and part-time work. Her small crappy apartment itself could fit in that one room.

"Where the hell am I? "she grumbled as Ji Man rubbed her eyes.

Last time she had checked she was still in her apartment, not Barbie's dream house. She doubted it was a dream either as everything around her felt too real. She could clearly feel the fluffy pillows blanketing the comforter and white covers pouring over her.

Thinking till there she began entertaining the thought of being kidnapped. Although such a way of thinking was immediately met with a short self discrediting chuckle.

People were mostly kidnapped for one of two reasons. One was money which for Ji Man was obviously out of the question. Two was good looks something that she also didn't have.

Ji Man wasn't ugly but she still wasn't very pretty neither. Her skin was tanned tawny brown from days out in the sun and collected many dark marks. Her hair wasn't long either it barely reached her neck and was a dark brown naturally mistaken for black. She had big eyes that looked cute as a kid but as an adult made her look childish and a body to match.

Since she couldn't think of a substantial reason for why she had found herself in such a place she decided to leave it aside. If she didn't know the answer at least someone around would.

Ji Man swung her legs over the side of the bed and stepped onto the floor. She walked around the room until she noticed something strange in the corner of her eye. In the room existed a thin object covered with a cloth and leaning against the wall.

She curiously walked towards it and pulled the cloth off revealing a mirror with a silver frame. Strangely enough in its reflection, a beautiful woman stared back at Ji Man.


This woman was no one other than the discarded twin sister!

Staring at that person Ji Man couldn't help but pinch herself.

" Ouch."

Her mind had finally become open.  Ji Man remembered the strange dream she had the night before and the book she had read before going to sleep.

Ji Man had simply read a wed novel out of boredom. Yet because of a few poor choice words she was dragged into a unwanted deal with little wiggle room. Now she was at the mercy of a vengeful spirit and a fiction world.

September 4th 2050.

It's been three days, since myaleka and myleka met their new friends.

Myaleka  and  Myleka  and their friends are all sleeping in Kell's room, and as morning came, Kell notice the sun reflecting on his eyes, a letter attached to an arrow above his head.

"What's this?" asked Kell in his head, not wanting to wake everybody up.

But, Myleka wakes up.

"Oh no! Did your mind reading powers wake you up?" asked Kell, sounding like he was actually talking.

"Nope, but my sleep magic was able to make your voice come", said Myleka, sleepily.

Kell crawls out of his bed, and says "Is it permanent?"
Myleka nodded.

Kell hugs Myleka, and says "Thank you".

"You never told us how you lost your voice", said Myleka.
"It's a traumatic past", replied Kell.

"I would love to hear that story", said Dot.

"It would be be fascinating", said Devin.

"What's the letter for?" asked Comiclover23.

Kell takes the letter off the arrow, and says "I'm about to find out".

Kell takes a deep breath, and says "Dear prince, I would really appreciate it if you could help me in the Himalayas. There's a rare artifact, that is messing the transformowolves powers, and I need the help of the Wolfkins, which is you. Love, Emerald".

"Whos Emerald?" asked Dot.

"A girl that wanted to date me", said Kell.

Myleka burns a pillow to dust, puts on a nervous smile, and says "Oops!"

"Myleka, don't misunderstand, we haven't seen each other in years, plus I didn't like her like that", Kell insisted.

"I'm fine", said Myleka.

Myaleka taps Myleka, and says "Get off me".

Myleka jumps off Myaleka, and says "Sorry, I didn't notice you were there".

"Some sister", Myaleka complained.

"Hymn", said Myleka.

"So, are you going?" Marcus asks Kell.

"No way! It's obviously a trick", said Kell.

After Kell says that Myleka starts levitating with her hands and her eyes are glowing, making a white aura appear taking the form of a diamond cave.

"That's the harp of a thousand hearts", said Kell.

"The What?" asked Everybody except Myleka and Kell.

"You looked up Wolfkin history", Kell guessed.

"Yeah, it was odd, but interesting", said Myleka.

"Yo! Lovebirds, that's great, but what does it mean?" askedMyaleka, still wrapped in her covers, but standing up.

"We must find the harp of a thousand hearts, which is a treasure to my family", said Kell.

"Why's it called the harp of a thousand heart, when we all saw it's a cave?" asked Percy.

"Easy, legend says it plays a beautiful melody that tells stories of people who fell in love no matter what age", said Kell.

"Any timeline. How?" asked Ka Mary.

"Yep", said Myleka.

"But, if we go there it would be dangerous", said Kell.

"How dangerous?" asked Devin.

"You have to go to the cave with no negative energy at all, if you think one negative thought you will get killed by the guardian of the cave, and be stuck with the other lost souls", Kell explained.

"For a place of love, that's a strong defense", said Myaleka.

"If we're going to go there, we should call our parents and tell them", said Jack.

"No, we only need two parents for this mission, one of them being the most positive person we know", Comiclover23 tells everybody dramatically.

"Myaleka? Myleka?" asked Comiclover23, holding out his hand.

Myleka hands her phone, and Myaleka sents up her teleportation app.

Comiclover23 goes to Myaleka's connect, the phone rings, and he activates the teleportation app.

After that, Kaima appears with her hair curly and in a bun, wearing a polka dot dress, and heels to match; she is playing a game on her phone.

Beside Kaima is Ben who's combing his hair, wearing a black outfit and black shoes.

Wolfie has his wings stretched out.

Kaima puts her phone away, takes Ben's comb, turns to the children; and says "Hello children, who's ready for a trip".

"You really do know everything that will happen", May gasped.

"I know, it's a drag", said Kaima.

"Where are we going?" asked Wolfie and Ben.

"The harp of a thousand hearts", said Kaima.

"It's true, I thought it was a myth", said Wolfie.

"The what?" asked Ben.

"Honestly Ben, you worked at the FBI agency for who knows how many years, and yet you don't have the time to look into a history book, even though we used to make monthly trips to the library", Kaima pointed out.
Ben laughs, holds out a book that he got out of his pocket, and says 

"Maybe she doesn't know everything".

"You mean that you bought it last Monday at 1:00, while I was practicing my lines in the room", Kaima smirked.

Ben puts the book away.

"Enough of that, let's go to the cave", said Kaima, with a smile. "And remember stay positive".

Out of a portal comes Jasmine, a woman who has long straight hair, wearing a blue dress, sun hat, bracelets, and blue heels with a suitcase.

"My. My. What a bunch of beautiful children", Jasmine smiled.
Jasmine runs to Myaleka and Myleka, then smiles.

"Do you remember me?" asked Jasmine.

"Aunt Jasmine", answered Myleka.

"Correct, it's been so long, since I've seen your beautiful faces", said Jasmine, then she gives a kiss to Myaleka and Myleka on their cheeks.
"It's good to meet you, Ms. Jasmine", said May, holding out her hand.

"Hold it right there", said Jasmine, then gets out her camera.

"I can fix you guys and girls right up", said Jasmine.

Jasmine knock on her suitcase, the suitcase opens showing a whole closet filled with  clothes from the summer.

Behind the closet is Kina.

Kina and Jasmine hug Kaima.

Jasmine checks out each kid and Kina gives them a outfit.

"Thank you", said Kaima.

"Your welcome", said Kina and Jasmine.

"Need any help, just call", said Jasmine winked.

"We'll try to visit more often", replied Kina.

"Okay, you better keep your promise", said Kaima.

They separate entering different portals.

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