This is a collection of messed up stories i just came up with.

Rune shifted in front of me and without thinking I step back in shock. He sees it but only pauses a moment before reaching out to me. He stops short looking at his bloody hand and frowns. He pulls his hand back but I reach out and grab it asking "What happened? Are you hurt?" I start looking at him from head to toe but I couldn't tell.

His eyes soften but gently pulls his hand away. "It's not my blood and I don't want to dirty you. I will get cleaned up and explain things to you later okay?" I let him pull his hand away and nod. He gives me a small smile before walking away and joining the rest in a large room. I sigh but decide I'll take a look at the library while I wait. 

I walk in and I'm blown away by the sheer size of the library. It has three... three levels! Each level containing hundreds if not thousands of books. How can I possibly find what I'm looking for? I start looking at the books on the ground floor and I'm surprised to find that most of the books are in different languages.. This was going to be harder than I originally thought I sigh loudly.

"Who's disturbing my library with all that noise?" A small short lady with a red round nose and a pair of thick glasses with a head of fluffy white hair says from behind me causing me to jump. "Oh! Uh.. sorry.." I say not knowing what to do. She raises her glasses and squints her little eyes checking me out. "Ah.. you're the lords woman. What can I help you with?" 

Frowning I ask "Why do you say I'm his women?" She tisks at me and says "You carry his mark and his scent... what else would you be?" My eyebrows shoot up to my hair line before frowning again. I lift an arm up to my nose and sniff... I don't smell anything. This causes the small short lady to smirk saying "My name is Tweet... you may call me Mrs. Tweet." 

Tweet?? I clear my throat and say "Hello Mrs. Tweet, My name is Syn and I'm here looking for a book that may help me understand more about the Fae world but there's so many books..." I say looking around. "Hmm... This way dear, I have the perfect book to start with. After you finish this book I have a few others that will help as well." Mrs. Tweet turns around and walks away.

I follow after her while looking around. Mrs. Tweet pulls an old book out and hands it to me. I look at the book and frown "I Can't read this.. do you have anything in English?" I ask with a small smile. 

Mrs. Tweet lifts a white eyebrow and says "Just infuse your power with it dearie and you'll be fine." She then turns around and suddenly turns into a small white bird with a red beak! She flies up to the third floor and disappears. "I guess that explains the name.." I say softly with large eyes.

Syn is just your normal DJ at a night club enjoying life until she lands herself in another world with no idea why or how. Even if the new world is magical and the supernaturals are beyond hot... She needs to find a way to return and fast!

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Time passed by, and no one expected that it's already 4 years when Sirius was born. When he was born his parents Steven and Emily, the old butler Old Goat, and the two maids old maid Nina and Rika was full of happiness and surprises. Sirius already gave them so many suprises when he was born, and when he was growing up he again gave them another surprise.

When Sirius was 1-year old he already know how to by himself, he also started walking by himself. Even though he was walking wobbly, he was still making his progress. There is still when he was 1 and half years old, he can say simple words like "Mom or Dad". When Emily and Steven hear what Sirius they are so happy they started crying.

Sirius grew up as the year passed, he started reading a lot of books despite being in body of baby. He thinks that information is a must because he still  don't knwo what kind of place he was in now currently. He first started reading a story book to avoid being suspicious, everyone knows that children loves story books because it contains heroes and magic stuff.

He then notice that most of the story books he read was all about heroes or mages and magic, rescuing princess from demons. When he noticed this fact he started questioning the existence of magic. So he decided to sneak out of his room to go library where all books was being stored.

Afternoon

All maids thought that young master Sirius is sleep, because most of babies are sleeping during afternoon. So the lack of maid outside Sirius room was normal, when he get out of his crib, he started walking in front of door. 

When he was in front of his door he realized that he was now facing the most serious problem he ever had in his baby life. And that is he can't reach the door knob, this problem Sirius obtain the first feeling he had aside from feeling sleepy. That is he feel stupid even though he was born as a system, he didn't thought about having the problem he was facing now.

Sirius feel ashame of himself, a simple problem from any other humans is now his serious problem. He was now thinking how to overcome the big wall that seperate himself from him and the Paradise of information. This feels stupid from others point of view but for serious this is a serious problem.

He started racking his brain and think of any possible solutions for this situations. Even though he already tried reaching the knob with the help of a small chair to reach the knob but still he can't. Until he thought the most commonly tricked , that is to asked someone to tour him around the mansion and slip out when the maid is busy dealing with some stuff.

Sirius thought the most commonly and the stupidiest solution for a stupid problem he was facing.
He immediately started his plan and call out for a maid using a bell which is beside him.

Ding-a-ling! Ding-a-ling!

Sirius ring the bell twice which was heard by the maid outside. The maid immediately opened the door and asked Sirius.

"Is there something you need, young master Sirius?" the maid asked with a smile on her easygoing face.

Surprisingly the maid has a blonde long hair, she look energetic and easygoing. The maid that opened the door was Rika. When Sirius saw the maid a wicked thought appeared in his mind. He thought.
[Unexpectedly it's Rika, then i can trick her easily.] Sirius thought.

It is rather disturbing despite the fact that serius is a system without emotions he is transforming to more like a human. Like having a wicked thoughts. Which is good, because Sirius is accomplishing his father(creator) wish to live more like a human and experience things that no other system can do.

"Rika can you help me tour around the mansion?" Sirius asked with a innocent face.

Rika was affected by Sirius cuteness. Sirius got his parents genes that is why he look cute and stand out if you compare him to any noble babies around. Sirius has has silver hair, with blue eyes and oval shape face. He looks like the combination of Steven and Emily. That's why Rika was being affected by his cuteness easily.

"Yes of course I can young master!" Rika agreed easily with an energetic face. She is already energetic and when she wants to do something that's another level of being energetic.

Rika and Sirius tour the mansion, Rika was so energetic that it makes Sirius tired. He can't find a chance to slip out from this super energetic maid. Suddenly Sirius tripped over, he fall down on his knee. His knee started bleeding, Rika is panic stricken when she saw this.

"What will!? Oh my goodness, what will I do!?" Rika talking loudly with a panic on her face.

Sirius finally found a chance, a chance that has suddenly appeared in frony of his eyes. A chance that he didn't expect to come. It feels like a card of deck and he picked the Joker. His eyes lit up and started making an excuse to drive away this energetic maid.

"Rika, what are you panicking about! Hurry up and get the First aid Kit!" Sirius shouted.

"Ye-Yes!" Rika replied immediately.

That way Sirius managed to drove away his energetic maid and made his way to the library.

An old scientist who gave up the chance to reincarnate and gave the chance to his system.

After Quinn had finished unpacking, he was free to do what he wanted for the rest of the day. It was still noon so he had plenty of time to explore the academy on do what he wanted.

Quinn was currently sharing his room with two people and to his surprise, he knew both of them. One of them was Vorden while the other was Peter. There were three single beds in the room each spread out from one another but other than that the room was pretty empty.

Students were expected to spend most of their time studying or practicing their skills. there was no time for pleasure.

"What do you guys want to do then?" Vorden asked.

"I'm still unpacking, you two don't have to wait for me, do what you want," Peter replied.

Peter had opened up a little to the two of them, at first he was completely shy and hardly said a word but slowly Peter seemed to be coming out of his shell especially around Quinn. Peter most likely felt comfortable around Quinn knowing that he was a level 1 ability user like himself.

"I was thinking of heading to the library," Quinn replied, "that will probably be too boring for you."

"Boring, I can make anything fun, besides I haven't read a book in…" Vorden paused for a while. "I can't even remember the last time I read a book."

The three of them laughed and then Vorden and Quinn decided to head to the library together. Finally, they had arrived and the first floor was already busy with students. Quinn noticed that there were multiple round desks spread out where students were sitting and In the middle of the desk was a glowing orb.

"Ahh, you're probably wondering what that Orb thing is in the middle aren't you?" Vorden asked, "It looks like they don't have them at public schools. If you touch the orb, then it allows you to create a space, in that space, only those people who have been invited can be heard. This way people are able to talk and chat as much as they want while not disturbing others."

"Technology sure has come a long way."

Quinn and Vorden then chose a table that had two other people sitting on the other side. Just as Vorden had said, Quinn could see the two talking but couldn't hear a word of what they were saying. The orb seemed to only have a range of the table though. Once you left the table others were able to hear you as normal.

Quinn went looking around the library and picked out as many books as he could about abilities. Most of them describing what different types of abilities the world had. Vorden wasn't too bothered and decided to just select a random fiction book to read.

The two sat at their tables while Quinn started to flick away. After reading several books Quinn had discovered nothing new. He already knew about most of the abilities written in the book but not one of them mentioned an ability like Quinn's.

Vorden had been keeping a close eye on Quinn and noticed the type of books he had been picking out.
"What's with all the books, are you looking for something in particular?"

Quinn thought about it for a while before giving Vorden an answer. Vorden wasn't the brightest person when it came to academics but he was quite knowledgeable about abilities it seemed. He would have to be because of the type of ability he had.

"I was trying to decide what ability to get since I turned down the school's offer."

"Oh right, I forgot about that, I thought you might have been one of those Pure members who hate abilities. Turns out you just didn't want to be a dog to the military." Vorden replied, "Well is there anything specific you're looking for?"

 "Not really, I have no clue. There was one that said something interesting though, have you ever heard of an ability that is weaker in sunlight."

Vorden suddenly started to laugh out loud.
"What are you crazy, I've never heard of something like that. Abilities are something our bodies learn. Sure some people have limits and can't learn stronger spells or can do less than others but for one to get weaker because of the sun. Sounds like you're a Vampire or something."

Quinn felt a little embarrassed by Vorden's reaction. Of course, Quinn knew this would be the normal reaction when asking something like this but it was true. As long as Quinn was in direct sunlight all of his stats would weaken by half.

Quinn continued to look around the library to see if there was anything else he could find. He had finally gone through every single one of the ability books he could find but there was nothing. Quinn then looked up at the floor above where there were some second-year students.

"Maybe there's something up there but I can't imagine what the academy would do to me for breaking the rules." Quinn thought.

As Quinn continued to walk around the library, he had eventually ventured into the fiction section and his eyes were drawn to something.

A specific title of a book named "The Truth about Vampires."

Quinn took out the book and gave it a quick look. Vampires were things of fairy tales, myths even. Even when people started to come out with powers, there was not one person who came out claiming to be a vampire.

Quinn couldn't help himself but start to read the book. It was a long shot but maybe he would find something he could relate to.

After reading and skimming through the book, Quinn found most of it was useless. A lot of the things that Vampires did, didn't relate to him at all. Vampires were required to eat human blood. Some could transform themselves into bats and cast illusions. While others were incredibly skilled with the sword and hypnosis but Quinn had none of these things.

The only thing he could relate to in the book was being weaker in the sun. Eventually, Quinn decided to close the book and call it a day. It didn't seem like he was going to find anything from the first floor of the library.

As soon as Quinn closed the book though. A familiar sound was heard.

*Ding

<You gained more knowledge about the system>
<10 exp received>
<15/100 Exp >

"It couldn't be, could it?"

The human Race is at war with the Vicious Dalki and when they needed help more than ever, THEY started to come forward. 

Humans who had hidden in the shadows for hundreds of years, people with abilities. 

Some chose to share their knowledge to the rest of the world in hopes of winning the war, while others kept their abilities to themselves.

Quinn had lost everything to the war, his home, his family and the only thing he had inherited was a crummy old book that he couldn’t even open. 

But when the book had finally opened, Quinn was granted a system and his whole life was turned around. 

He completed quest after quest and became more powerful, until one day the system gave him a quest he wasn’t sure he could complete. 

"It is time to feed!"
"You must drink human blood within 24 hours"
"Your HP will continue to decrease until the task has been completed"

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Two weeks have gone by after the explosion that caused a rift and suspicion among ECPD ranks. Many have officers that were known and respected, regardless of their realm of origin, were killed instantaneously, including the Chief of the Special Crimes Unit, Chief Superintendent Baylor. A memorial service took place a week ago, and honorary titles were given out posthumously to whose who died in vein. Samantha and Bartley were at the service, fully dressed and ill-prepared to let go of the ones that they worked along with. 

It was harder on Bartley especially since he despised these kinds of events. He knew he had to do this to respect their honorary duties in service to the force, but also out of sheer respect as a commander to them. Casket after casket were slowly dropped into their holes. Silence illuminated the atmosphere, heavy rain poured down as many close relatives to the dead looked down, or shared wavered sadness.

Baylor's casket was the last to be dropped. His close associates and many other ECPD officers, including Bartley, stood in line and attention as they saluted to a principal leader. The trumpet roared in sympathy, Bartley caught one last glimpse of the casket as it slowly faded onto the hole. It was time to say goodbye to his mentor, a friend he respected. 

It was a Monday morning. A fresh new week for the ECPD to start off, but not so balmy for Bartley and what remains of Special Crimes Unit 7. He was at his newly reconstructed office, better and cleaner the last time he was here before it was in shambles by the explosion. He sat down and smelled the fresh paint in his office until he heard a tap from the door, and shouted to come in. 

It was Samantha who appeared at the door. She wore differently than last time, wearing a skirt, blue collar, and a suit top. It looked like she was one of those administrative secretary who worked at the administrative area in the station. An odd choice, but Bartley didn't think much of it. Samantha walked up to Bartley and handed him over a file compiled by Samantha herself. 

Bartley grabbed the file from Samantha and looked over it. "You wanna sit down?"

"No thank you sir. I'd rather be standing still." Samantha replied in confidence as she didn't want to sit down for some ambiguous reason. 

Bartley didn't insist on her to take a seat as he continued to analyze the folder from Samantha. "Summary, please?" Bartley asked as he flickered the first page. 

"Uh, well. I looked over the possibilities of what the duffel bag could be. His recent activities indicated that he had been going to the local gym, worked out and all. He doesn't exactly have a scheduled date to go there. He goes whenever."

"I'm guessing his alibi checks out that he had been to the gym on the day of the incident?" 

"There were witnesses, footage, and a log with his signature that he signed in and out." 

Bartley found this particular scheme unusual and unlike someone for Superintendent Baylor. He looked over the captured footage attached in the folder and took sometime to analyze them, comparing each one. He noticed something odd about his left palm; it looked like he wore a silver bracelet that day. As far as Bartley knows, he never knew Baylor to wear jewelry or so he thought. 

He looked at Samantha and passed the folder back to her, but kept one of the attached images and inserted it inside his pocket. He stood up, grabbed his coat from his chair and looked at Samantha as he donned on his coat. "I need you to investigate Baylor further. Check his apartment out."

Samantha looked at him with unknown intentions of what he meant. "Sir? His apartment was already investigated by the Angel's Division. Pretty sure they already checked out the place from top to bottom." 

"Check for yourself. Don't let anyone from the Angel's Division or from the ECPD know you were there. I gotta check out something." Bartley said as he left his office, making his way to someone who may help him shed some light onto the photo in question.

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Bartley walked towards Pamela's building, knowing that she would have the answers to the photo he had looked over. The silver bracelet caught his attention and by surprise, it was a small discrepancy that Bartley just couldn't ignore. People don't make mistakes until they noticed it, and Bartley was the one noticed it the moment Baylor left this world. 

He let himself in the place as Pamela usually didn't mind if he came by with or without her permission. Often at times, Bartley would find her in the counseling room while other times he would find her in the living room, practicing her dark abilities that aren't really as legal within the city. So long as Bartley respects her boundaries, she respects his.

He closed the door inside, looking around Pamela quietly as possible without disturbing whatever she was doing. He went to check out the living room and a woman else on the couch while they watched the television. It didn't look like Pamela since Pamela had gray hair on her, but he went closer to see who it was. The woman at the couch was aware of Bartley's premise and promptly paused the TV. They turned around and looked at Bartley, their eyes locked and Bartley knew instantly who this person was. 

"Wolf." The woman said 

"Mary." Barley said as he called out the woman's name. 

His anxiety started to crawl around his body, a fear that he didn't want to endure since he was a bit frighten of her. Mary deserved the name of the infamous "Bloody Mary" since she was a true demonic caster, a dangerous one that Bartley didn't want to be near.

"What brings you here?"

"Just- just to see Pamela. Ask her a few things."

Bloody Mary snickered to herself, in doubt of what Bartley sought at Pamela's place was probably more than what he is just asking for. She turned around and resumed watching her TV. 

"So, um. Do you know where she is?" Bartley asked softly, but he knew Bloody Mary could hear her from a good distance. 

"In the basement love."

Bartley began to head down the basement after Bloody Mary told where Pamela was, but she called out Bartley's name before he went down to say something to him. 

"If you sought to harm my dear Pamela, you will endure the most insufferable harm to your mind." Bloody Mary said in a distorted voice at Bartley, her head twitching randomly, and eyes leaked blood. 

Bartley sure was slightly more terrified and nodded at her as he began to head towards the basement at a pacing speed. He walked down the stairs to find Pamela cleaning up the basement, and reorganizing her old black magic books. 

"Hey, you got a minute?" Bartley said as she smiled at Pamela who was not surprised to see him. 

"Oh, hey. What's Mr. Traumatized by my auntie doing here?" Pamela said and teased at Bartley who knew that he was terrified beyond when every time Bloody Mary was in the building. 

"I- I don't know what you're talking about."

"Yes you do. Now, I'm quite a bit busy here, but you need something?" Pamela asked wondrously as  she flailed her right arm to open a portal, and dumped most of her unneeded books in the basement. The books that entered the portal were teleported to Bloody Mary's shop at the storage room, where she can sell them off from there. 

Bartley took out the photo from his pocket and showed it to Pamela while pointing to the silver bracelet that Baylor had wore. Pamela took a peek on the pointed object and glared at it. Bartley usually can tell that she knows something about it.

Pamela placed down the books she held and closed the portal she opened. She placed aside the book and took the photo off of Bartley, looking at it more in detail. 

"How certain are you that Superintendent Baylor is dead?" 

Bartley looked at her as she said it in a cryptic tone. 

"One hundred percent. Corner confirmed Baylor's burn body at the scene .. why?"

Pamela looked at Bartley and back at the photo. She took of her glasses and brushed her hair back, looking at Bartley's eyes with seriousness. 

"It's probably nothing, but .. we may need to consider the possibility that he may not be dead. Maybe."

"What makes you say that?"

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Baylor's home seemed to be lifeless as Samantha watched the house for almost ten minutes after she arrived. It seemed there was no one there to keep an eye out on the place. She had to be careful about the place though, there may be alarms or security cameras in the place that she was unaware of. Fortunately for her, she obtained Baylor's keys from the evidence room and managed to sneak it out without any notice. 

The house was just outside a suburban area, not many people pass by the house since the road there lead to a forest area that the ECPD do patrol due to its disturbing past. The forest had been an area for murderers as a dumping site since the early 1920s. Things got worse when the infamous Eden Ripper dumped their victim's body at the tree as some sort of 'ritualism' for the fallen angels.

Samantha approached the house and carefully intruded inside as she unlocked the doors with the keys she took. The place was clean and spotless. She noticed the curtain's at the doors looked similar to that of her old place back in North Dakota, which also made her realize that Baylor had a wife. 

She wasn't sure if the wife was home, but she knew instinctively, from Bartley a few days ago, that Baylor's wife lived somewhere else after they had been separated. She was reluctantly relieved otherwise she would've encountered the widow in an awkward situation.  Samantha headed to the stairs and checked around the first floor. 

The first room she entered was a small room, a library it would seem as indicated by the stacks of books from top to bottom. She checked the library first to see if there was anything there. The shelves reached up to the ceiling, books nearly filled all the shelves except in one particular that was at the far end. It was odd since the rest of the shelves were filled, perhaps this was a shelf that Baylor was trying to stockpile? Samantha took a peak around that shelf from book to book, and stack to stack. She gotten no where and nearly decided to check on  the other rooms until she noticed one of the books was much more darker than the rest, which had followed a similar pattern. 

She curiously decided to pull it until she heard a noise behind her, instinctively pulling out her gun at pointing at it. It was the shelf that made the noise and slid open to reveal a hidden area. Samantha was surprised she discovered it, and slowly approached the entrance with caution while gripped tightly onto her weapon. 

"Woah .. this is not good." Samantha said to herself as she entered the secret room, revealing tons of unusual albeit disturbing objects that Baylor had kept in there. 

It was a small room filled with unusual symbols castrated on the walls. It looked like the color of crimson, but something tells Samantha that it didn't appear to be paint. She investigated the room further and finding a book on the table that looked similar to the book that her uncle gave to her. The book was much larger than hers and appeared to have more information and a set of readings in it. 

"Angelus Oculus." Samantha said as she read the words aloud in Latin of the book's cover. She knew Latin a bit to know that it roughly translated to 'The Eye of Angel'. She didn't understand what the word mean, but didn't hesitate to spend much of her time in this creepy place. 

She got what she came for and decided to take the book with her. Samantha felt something off unnerving about the place as she exited out of the secret room. She turned around and noticed a person in a black robe, their face covered and standing in the room that they were in. They didn't say a word nor did they move as Samantha's eyes widen in surprise. She didn't had her gun as she left in the car. Within seconds, she decided to book it out of there as she ran towards the door. She ran to the stairs and down, gasping and panting for air as she reached the door and got out. She didn't turn around as she was busy making for it towards her car. 

As she got outside of the house, she noticed more men in black robes left and right but not by her car. She didn't stop to look and knew she was in grave danger. She dodged their attempts to block her and managed to reach to her car, she got inside and tried to get out of there as she attempted to get the engine running. The black robed people stared blindly at her and slowly approached her car. The engines roared as she turned on the ignition and got out of there in the nick of time. She watched the black robed people at rear mirror, watching her as she went. 

Without looking at the road in front of her, she drove through a red light and without noticed collided with another car, causing her to lose control and her head to struck against the wheel in full force. The car spinned out of the control within seconds until it stopped and hit a pole, the other car backing up and driving away. Samantha's car fumed white smoke, her head ached and bled, and slowly became unconscious as she hired distant sirens closed in on her.

Eden City is one of many cities across the globe that secretly integrates entities from the realms of Heaven and the Underworld with humans in secrecy. 

Both realms continued to co-exist in harmony until a series of events shocked the city by surprised. The death of many ECPD officers, including a Chief, feared many of a potential a terrorist attack. 

The deaths of these officers were committed by one of the sides, and many fear that another millennial war may occur.

Captain Bartley Hale, a scrupulous officer now leads a taskforce to end these heinous acts. War is imminent, but it must be avoided at all cost.

I was integrating to the memories trying to archive and put memories of others in separate folder. 
   From Ernam's memories I took the mental training book. It will help me to improve my memory and also make my brain more like library. It can help me to contain large amount of information from two life time without mixing my true memory.
   The most important part is it can help me multitask. I no longer need to worry about my lessons so it is most important skill and first one need to learn.
   "Alarm Sound" Damn  I was late to exam.
 I ran toward school all my strength. How can I be late if I don't take the exam I need to repeat it next semester.
  Barely arriving before teacher disturbing the exam paper.
     While waiting the paper I decided the most important thing is to improve my body's foundation.

    The exam of languages. 
In this era there is no longer many countries like in the past, since apocalypse humanity united so many languages became official language.
   During the war many of books ancient classics were lost.
  Today one of my course exam research of ancient languages and classics.

The exam paper were too easy for me.From Raizen's memories he were what people call genius he had very high IQ .
Raunzen was pretty famous artist before apocalypse and in order to research inspiration he traveled trough many countries. Learning their language collecting interesting stories. In his arsenal there were whole dictionary for language and stories.
 As I immediately download and write down some classics from memory the exam were easy pie.
 After finishing before time I went out happily to celebrate my exam.
 
Unknown to Volcan after reading the turned paper Exam teacher was having hard time. The one passage he wrote were one of the classics that were considered lost and many research were conducted.
He knew about it because he participated it.
 Without knowing he had caused headache to researchers how to grade his exam. 
While Volcan was pretty happy to himself.
As I was walking someone suddenly calls me.

Memories and experience of 2 extraordinary person.How will he use them in his everyday ordinary lifestyle.

Picking up his smartphone Shaheer answered the call that came moments ago disturbing the flow of his newfound Qi channeling throughout his body.
"Aren't you comin' for swimming? I've been waiting for you outside for quite some time now." A familiar voice spoke out from the phone.
"Today is not a good time for me" Shaheer replied with a carefree voice. 
"At least inform me when you call quits!" the voice said sounding annoyed.
"I would keep that in mind, although I've never asked you to wait for Me." Shaheer said, reminding him that his request was absurd.
"That's true but still, well, if you not coming then I'll be going ahead. Bye! 
Shaheer cancelled the phone call as he also cancelled his routine swimming because he decided to go at a library. Shaheer occasionally visits the library whenever that he feels he need a break. In addition, he is a knowledge maniac. He knows that knowledge is not a product of schooling but of the like long attempt to acquire it.
Sorting out his plans, he went downstairs and called out Jiya to tell her that he would be leaving. Shaheer also informed the babysitter they hired to look after Jiya day and night, as there are times when both the adults in house are out just like a similar situation here.
After that he excused himself promising Jiya that he would have the pastry when he comes back home who was giving him a hard time to leave telling him they would be ready soon.
Shaheer started his bike wearing the helmet that completely fits in style for him, zooming down the roads like a fish swimming in water. He choose a motor bike as his personal vehicle as this experience for him was the calmest of all. He often took off on a road trip with his bike to focus or get inspiration. While riding down the roads with unimaginable speed, he feels calm and the moment becomes vivid and clear like seeing the world from a different perspective. The experience Shaheer was having now was calmer and he could see a lot more than he used to. He was focusing on all the things even the slightly unbalanced roads, taking in the information, zipping between the cars. It was a feeling that cannot be describe in words and could only be share with the motor bikers when they enter the zone whilst driving. The clearer perspective and the calmer experience than before was all because of a notification Shaheer cancelled when he started his bike's engine. 
Ding!
[The skill Bike Riding has gain +1 level]
He came to a halt in front of the Defence Central Library and took off his helmet while locking the bike in the parking lot.
Shaheer has always felt good buried in books gaining knowledge. He had an extremely good memory; close enough to the ability many called photographic memory. He can remember a lot from the book he read once but cannot actually recall it word by word. This being the reason he was not crown by the title of photographic memory holder. This did not bothered Shaheer, as he never started to read to be good at memorizing. It was more like a hobby he developed due to his curious nature for the worldly stuff, which he fulfilled with books and books filled with knowledge.
He entered the library after showing the guard his membership card he held on with since he was ten years old. That makes this card seven years old itself.
The thing he admired the most about this library was that it was constant and never changing. They have kept their interior the same as when he first came here with a few non-visible changes. The only change that ever occurred around here was the people and the new library books. This provided Shaheer a nostalgia feeling which he was not able to feel anywhere else as his life has been ever changing. 
He went around the reception and started to walk around the bookshelves trying to search a book for a good read. He went to the encyclopedia section, as these books were the most relaxing read and extremely knowledgeable he found out of all. He was going through the books in which most of them were already been read by Shaheer. After surfing around a bit, his eyes caught an imbalance. A book, which was extremely thin that it could only be a ten pager, was between two huge books called encyclopedia of the sociology and governance. 
The book was place in a way that only the eyes actively searching for this particular book would be able to notice it. Shaheer had already visited this aisle and even read one of the book called encyclopedia of sociology, so chances of him missing this book was very slim but there was always a possibility of it being a new addition, but his instincts tell otherwise.
He draw the book out and read the title, which he found interesting. "Meditation"
'Why is it here?' Shaheer practically had no use of this as he has more proficiency in meditating then most of the monks who meditate for almost their whole life. However, his curiosity was at its peak and his instincts were yelling him to read this book so in the end he sat down deciding to give this book a chance to present itself worthy.
He opened the book with expectation in his eyes, but it felt as the world had pranked him and holding in its laughter because of the silent sign hanging everywhere in the library. It was the basics of the basic manual provided to kids in meditation classes. After two pages Shaheer even looked back to see if there was an author for this book but there was no name to be found, neither at the back nor in the front."
This library is not a place where they would keep books without an author name. Even if they did take a book like this due to its increasing popularity, at least they would make sure that 'anonymous' is written under the author's name. However, there was not a single word of author as if it was a brochure of meditation for kids.
Shaheer was not ready to believe that this was all there is to it as when he first saw the book, the first thing he noticed was it was planted in a way that it would become an irritation for a person who possess a keen eye and he would eventually notice it. Also never have his instinct failed him before and he was still sure there is more to this somehow so he continue from where he left.
Throughout the book, his face had a disappointed look, which anyone can clearly point out, until he reached the last line. Before reading the last line, Shaheer noticed that it was a quote.
Remember, "The goal of meditation isn't to control your thoughts, it's to stop letting them control you"
After few seconds of comprehending those lines, realization struck him as a face that screams 'I knew it' came into view. Shaheer was looking for this cliché moment from the start. It was obviously words of someone with deep profound knowledge about meditation. His mind went numb and clear at the same time. In his head, the whole book was revised again with a new and different perspective. It became clear to Shaheer as to why the book was the based on the basics of the meditation as he connected the dots, because after reading that quote, anyone would get enlightenment and they would like to review the meditation from the very start disregarding whatever they already know.
After the flashback of the book, a familiar sound went off in his head.
Ding!
[You have decipher the true meaning of meditation.]
Ding!
[Your wisdom has increased by +10]
Ding!
[You have unlocked a new skill 'Meditation'.]
Ding!
[The passives of the skill (Meditation) has been activated]
Ding!
[You have completed a hidden quest]
Ding!
[Your level is increased by +1]
Ding! 
[Would you like to see the rewards of the hidden quest, "The Seeker of Solitude"?
A series of notification came crashing towards Shaheer, who had a carefree smile on his face whilst he look at the notifications one by one.

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OBVIOUSLY inspired by 'The Gamer' from webtoon. If you haven't read it yet then I highly recommend it.

"Why do I have to do such a boring job?!"

A young-looking man complained as he sat down on what seemed to be nothing. 

With a long sigh, he vanished just to appear again sitting at what looked like an overly complicated board game. 

Before he had a chance to start complaining again a voice could be heard throughout the seemingly infinite room.

'THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR PEEPING ON MY DAUGHTER YOU SCUM!!'

The voice of an older gentleman could be heard throughout the infinite space, with a defeated expression on his face Veas gave up on all of the schemes he had begun thinking about realizing that this time he had been caught red-handed and that there was little he could do to avoid his punishment.

"Okey I get it will do as I was told."

Trying to avoid any further wrath from his superior Veas look towards the empty white void with both his hands raised above his head and a forced smile on his face. 

After staying in this position for an unknown amount of time he felt that he was safe to think his superior was no longer spying on all of his actions. 

With a neutral expression on his face Veas once again turned towards the Boardgame like table in front of him. 

Thinking more about his situation his lips curled lightly into a disturbing looking grin.

"If I have to stay here for a couple of thousand years I should at least make the most of it." 

Veas expression changed once again to one of complete calm and concentration as what seemed to be particles of multicolored light began to gather like a small cloud in his palm, as time slowly passed Veas continued to stay focused without moving. 

Over time the multicolored cloud in his hand seemed to form the shape of a small continent. 

Mountain peaks began to soar high in Veas palm. Lakes far deeper than any mountain peak formed as if from nothing. Nature and life began in an instant. 

Veas once again opened his eyes and looked towards his palm whilst wiping the nonexistent sweat of his brow.

"That should do it. At least I will have some form of entertainment for these years I have to spend locked up"

After admiring his work Veas dropped the small looking continent onto the game board in front of him. 

With a satisfied smirk on his face, he once again looks towards the sky wondering if this was his superior's goal from the very beginning, Trying to not think about it Veas lightly shook his head and focused his gaze upon his newest creation. 

Although he had created worlds in the past they generally never lasted any longer than ten thousand years because of his constant intervention and games he likes to play with his worlds.

"Only took me two thousand years but I'd say I did pretty good for a lesser god" 

He said out loud slowly leaning back into his invisible chair. 

closing his eyes Veas began to think of how he should go about managing his new little project 'I could try making one of those "Isaykays" my dad always talks about tough the thought of stealing people from my dad's world does seem to dangerous even for me so I should probably stick to something else'. 

as he was deep in thought he remembered that some of the Higher gods had once gifted him some books and manuals on creating a sustainable world. 

Veas slowly opened his eyes and with just a thought hundreds of books appeared out of thin air and were instantly scattered throughout the entire room making the infinitely large void he was in seem smaller somehow.

After searching through some of the books Veas finally found an old looking tome his father had given him when he was young. 

Whilst glancing through the tome he began to think of a plan to keep this world going indefinitely.

 'What I need is to create folklore and myths to keep my people in check without direct intervention. 

This is important so that I can be more focused on large problems when they arrive'. 

After slowly closing his father's tome Veas began inspecting his continent trying to think of any new myths and folklore which he could implement without much worry of causing havoc.

"Even if all of the living beings within my world currently are just monsters more intelligent races should be coming into being soon, I hope I have enough time to research before then"

In an instant, all the books scattered around the void vanished and an old looking phone box appeared not too far from Veas and the Game board. 

Veas slowly stood up and walked towards the phone box. After placing a light blue coin into the money slot he reached for the numb pad beside him and entered his father's number '1, talk about having it easily my number is twenty-three digits long'. Veas thought to himself.

Ring* Ring*

On the Second ring, Veas heard the person on the other side pick up the phone. 

Sighing lightly Veas gather the courage to speak.

"Hey dad, I got caught and I'm kind of being forced to do work. So I need some research material for my new project could you send over all of those 'light novels' you keep talking about"

Veas was speaking with his one and only parent, his father the God of Earth. 

The god of the earth was the most respected god because he was the first god to create a world without magic and not have his world fall into chaos. 

This has caused him to become quite the celebrity in the World of the Gods. After confirming that all the things Veas needed were sent over he once again sat down on his invisible chair and began reading. 

Veas was furiously reading novel after novel finishing them as fast as he could pick them up. 

After reading the final page of the last book he had borrowed from his dad. 

After resting for an unknown amount of time Veas jumped up with a newfound urge to create and exclaimed.

"I Veas The Son of Terra Shall become the greatest world creator of all and one day surpass my father"

This was the day that the most renowned world creator Veas began his journey. 

But most importantly our main hero of this story was only a few thousand years from being born into this world of Swords and Magic, and his story would forever shape how the people of this young world lived.

Lorath and its territory, which would be several islands of different sizes, were located in the northern portion of the continent, near Braavos, to the east to be precise, being on the Trembling Sea, the city was on the largest of the three islands, which was surrounded by stormy waters.

Lorath might be small, sparsely populated, but it was developing, even there was a small colony on the continent, which was called Morosh.

This place was once populated by a people known as the 'Mazemakers' who created various mazes, most of them being made in the Lorath region itself.

These people, as strange as they may seem, were mainly made up of the people called 'Hairy Men', who somehow remembered the Homo Neanderthalensis taught in history classes. The second people were the Andals.

But all of this was a long time ago today, due to the 'Purge of Lorath' these peoples were no longer part of the islands.

It is currently governed by a well-known council of magistrates, which are made up of nobles, priests, and merchants.

William set foot in the small port of Lorath, looking around he could see only simple people, poor merchants, and many fishing vessels and one military man at sea. It was a very poor place, known as the poorest free city, somehow reminded William of the North.

Slowly he walked toward the city, watching the city and the people, it was easy to see that it was not common to have many visitors here, with each step taken a new pair of curious eyes looking toward his group.

The crowd left a distance from the group, those closest to it tried their best to pull away, after which they turned their eyes to William and stood like statues.

It was somewhat disturbing, but it made sense, something that would happen anywhere in this situation, which would be, William's ethnic difference to the natives, William's pale white skin stood out easily, glowed so brightly that it could blind their eyes, something totally different from the dark people of this place which shone in a beautiful bronze in the sun.

William had not faced such a situation yet, in the North, all were fair skin, while in King's Landing, he was short time, but still there were many northerners there.

Well, even if William was famous now, he could say no less about Emilly, but as funny as it sounds, the men in this place are shy, just looking and turning their faces quickly, afraid she would see their eyes.

Well, the same could not be said of women, perhaps to make up for this 'failure' of men, they acted more aggressively, locked eyes on William and nearly stripped him right there.
Creepy.

William wondered if Emilly was born here, is the personality so similar?

But with a slight glance to the side, Williiam realized that the beautiful mercenary was disturbed, holding the sword at her waist with one hand and in a defensive position, ready to attack.
William decided to distill some poison to get revenge a little.

"Who would say brave Lord Emilly fears a few glances," William says with a teasing look.

Emilly looks at him and the crowd and then responds with concern in his voice.

"It would be bad for my reputation if my employer gets abused in the middle of the street, that's my damn first job," Emilly said with concern and a little anger in her voice.

William paused for a second, his mind blank. He didn't expect that answer, things weren't that serious, were they?

Looking around a frightening sight was glimpsed by William, many women were agitated, some rubbed their thighs rhythmically, others gazed at him with red eyes and to make matters worse many were drooling down their chin.

'Shit' William shouted inwardly and started to stumble and run towards the nearest inn, he needed to be quick, we were talking about his dignity after all.

Only after locking the bedroom door could he control himself, the fear passed, that was scary.

A slight knock on the door sounded, with a start of the startle, William staring at the door suspiciously.

"Who is it?" William asked.

William could hear a slight cough outside and then a knock again.

William with a little more courage approached the door.

"Who's there?" William

Still no answer, but now William heard well, it wasn't a cough, it was someone holding back a laugh.

Knowing who was on the other side, William opened the door and saw a woman with a red face and watery eyes, he looked at her, she looked at him, and then a tympanic-destroying laugh sounded.

A few centuries later, Emilly had already overcome her fit of laughter but was still looking at William with amusement.

Walking over to him, she patted his shoulder.

"Don't worry maiden, I'll protect you from these beasts," Emilly said in a chivalrous tone.

William looked at her and felt helpless.

Looking at William's facial expression, she spoke again.

"Don't be afraid Mommy is here to take care of you," Emilly said now in a motherly tone.

William responded by trying to defend himself.

"It's not like that, I was just scared that something so strange happened, it was an exception" William.

Emilly looked at him and patted his shoulder again.

"No need to pretend, I know, I know," Emilly said with a careful tone.
William was already getting annoyed, but he had nothing to do.

"William the seducer, I have to tell this to my sister, well, actually she already knows, after all, she was seduced, right?" Emilly spoke back to her ordinary personality.

Some hours later.

William was rereading some books that talked about the places where the ancient people of Lorath might have hidden their treasures, diamonds and most importantly, where they might have hidden their books.

Of course, these books did not describe directly, but reported on the customs of the ancient peoples, the places of their temples, and the entry of some labyrinths, these things being partly hidden to this day and hopefully, William could find one of those lost temples.

 If he was unlucky, he would have to enter the rulers' library of that place, well, honestly he would go there anyway.

Looking up at the slowly darkening sky, William wondered if he should do something today, but then his gaze landed on the bed, well, it was better to leave for another day, he was exhausted from the ship's voyage.

Other day.

William was slowly coming down for coffee.

Footsteps began to be heard behind his back, and then someone jumped and clung to him, if he wasn't a Lycan, without the increases he had, at that moment William's face would have only one destination, that was to be crushed to the ground.

Well, at least it was nice, a soft body was pressing on his back, a warm breath on his neck, his younger brother eventually waking up from his sleep faster than him.

"Wow, I thought you'd fall like a sack of potatoes," Emilly said with some sadness and surprise in her voice.

"Are you trying to kill me?" William asked, exasperated by Emilly's speech.

Still clutching William's back she kept talking.

"I thought your muscles were just for aesthetics, so amazing, you're strong dude!" Emilly spoke with some interest.

"Enjoying being there?" William said a little impatiently, the fellow downstairs was getting a little cocky.

"Of course, let's go, go little horse," Emilly said excitedly as she jumped while grabbed to William's back.

Needless to say, it was a sweet torment for William, he didn't even know if he should tell her to come down, it had been a long time since he had had contact with the opposite sex and after so many years he had even forgotten about this 'little' detail , but now that made something in him that was 'literally' asleep emerge.

When he came into this world, luckily, he was influenced by his growth stage, even though his 20-year-old mind was there, he didn't mature anymore, in fact he even regressed a few years, being a child for so long affects, inevitably.

It could be said that William's mindset was currently fully recovering, all the details he had "forgotten" began to color.

Looking at the third leg that had grown between his legs, William didn't know what else to do, shit, he needed to get away from this place without the others seeing.

The thought of pride in being so 'manly' crossed William's mind, but looking at that freak that had come up there, it was much more 'animalistic'.

Not even junior was saved, he was also a monster, William thought sadly, his fate was decided, he would be an animal at all, what the hell!    ???

Realizing William's silence, Emilly was a little worried, maybe she hurt the boy, carefully descending the boy's back, without first giving a little grab without realizing it, she goes ahead and sees something disturbing.

What giant thing is this between your legs?

A man reborn in GOT and received the Corvinus Bloodline and the fate of the Lycan.

Reborn in Stark House.

A junction of the world and plot of Game of Thrones, with elements coming from elsewhere especially Underworld, however, the form and power of Lycan in this story will be new, new limits will be delimited.

*First focus on the original creation of the Protagonist's background, only after this fact will it return to the plot of the Series.

I'm Brazilian, my first language is Portuguese, be prepared for bad English. 

(Someone read this novel?  yes? write something, please, thanks).

*Para os falantes da lingua portuguesa, atualmente estou testando dois sites nos quais estou postando em português.
Os sites seriam o Wattpad.com, procurem por meu Nick se tiverem interesse. 
E o outro seria o spiritfanfiction.com.





*Insect of responsibility. The base story doesn't belong to me, it's just a fan-created by a fan. The only thing I have is my original characters and my idea.

Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The school was always brimming with the energy of youth. Not every student was like Mo Fan, who had already encountered all kinds of terrifying demon beasts when he was still in his high school days.
As the students had never experienced the fear of encountering demon beasts, or been corrupted by society, the Magic Institute retained its sacredness, where everything was full of hope and anticipation.
Sitting on a bench covered in fallen dry leaves, Liu Ru could not help but feel jealous of the students in the Magic Institute.
She was only an ordinary girl, who did not take the noble path of becoming a Magician. When she saw the students who had extraordinary power, it reminded her of the overwhelming strength of the vampire she hated. Liu Ru was regretting that she did not insist on studying at a Magic School, as she would not be as helpless as she currently was.
Mo Fan's apartment was located in the Pearl Institute. It was Liu Ru's first time at a Magic Institute. She gloomily found herself in a world where she did not belong. She was feeling a yearning and regretful, but mostly had an overwhelming sense of loneliness from not knowing how to continue on with her life.
The air cooled as the day grew darker. Occasionally, a few guys passing by would approach her after seeing her fairly unique temperament. Normally, Liu Ru would be happy to make friends with some Magicians, who were seen as the pillars of the country, yet she was currently lacking the mood. She could not gather her focus, as every time she closed her eyes, she would see a man in a coat hiding in the darkness, and when her eyes sprang open, it felt like the figure was right in front of her.
"Have you finished your class?" Finally, Liu Ru saw a familiar face walking toward her, bringing a smile to her miserable face.
"I was looking for information. The library here has lots of books about demon beasts, yet I couldn't find any information about the vampires," Mo Fan said helplessly.
"I'll lend you a hand. It's a lot of work if you're doing it alone," said Liu Ru, who wanted to do something.
"Alright, I'll bring you to the library tomorrow," Mo Fan nodded.
------
On the second day, Mo Fan brought Liu Ru to the library early in the morning. Due to some unforeseen circumstances, Ai Tutu had followed them to the library, too.
Ai Tutu was extremely furious. They had made it clear that no one was allowed to bring someone to the apartment without asking for everyone's permission, yet Mo Fan had brought a girl back, who even spent the night!
One could imagine the terrified look on Ai Tutu's face when she walked out from her room in her pajamas and saw a girl with a worn-out look walking out from Mo Fan's room. She was very angry, and immediately told Mu Nujiao about it, to expose Mo Fan's true character.
Mu Nujiao was relatively calm, but she still could not understand why Mo Fan would bring a girl to the apartment if he were desperately in need of a place.
Mo Fan roughly explained the situation, yet the two girls were not fully convinced by it, especially Ai Tutu, who insisted on following them to the library.
"Excuse me, mistress, I'm at work, so please don't disturb me," Mo Fan said sternly to Ai Tutu.
The works that Hunters did most of the time were filled with danger. If necessary, Mo Fan would prefer not to involve anyone he knew in his work. Besides, Liu Ru was being targeted by a vampire hiding in the dark. Mo Fan had already arranged another apartment for Liu Ru, and had moved into it temporarily.
"Who's disturbing you? Aren't you looking for information about vampires? I'll lend a hand, too. Maybe I can help you to catch the vampire too," retorted Ai Tutu.
Ai Tutu wanted to know if Mo Fan actually shared a secret relationship with Liu Ru. If that was the case, she would convince her Sister Mu to forget about this ungrateful man.
"Nonsense! I don't want to see you during this period, do you understand?!" Mo Fan's tone sank, not giving Ai Tutu any chance to mess around.
Ai Tutu was startled when she saw Mo Fan's fierce expression.
A while later, Ai Tutu punched and kicked Mo Fan wildly, before running away with tears bursting out her eyes.
Mo Fan let out a sigh after chasing Ai Tutu away.
Mo Fan was not worried that Ai Tutu would disturb him, but he knew how dangerous these demon beasts hiding in human territories were. They were mostly vengeful, and could appear from the dark at any time to deal a critical blow to Hunters, or to the people around the Hunters.
Therefore, Mo Fan would never involve anyone close to him while he was doing a job. Although Ai Tutu and Mu Nujiao were strong Intermediate Magicians, their intelligence when going up against some cunning demon beasts hiding in the dark was not even a tenth that of a Hunter Master like Lingling!
These demon beasts which were living among humans knew how to disguise themselves, and most of the time, they could easily murder powerful yet inexperienced Magicians!
------
The library was huge and split into many floors.
The books on the top floor were relatively old and less mainstream. Not many students were on that floor. Mo Fan and Liu Ru began flipping through the books, while waiting for Lingling to get back to them with any findings.
Lingling had been using different ways to spy on the North Country Club, but the vampire never showed up, as if he were aware of something.
Lingling was a little loli, remarkably adorable after leaving her usual smart, doddering manner behind. No one would suspect her regardless of what she was doing, including the demon beasts hiding among the humans.
Who would picture an innocent little loli as an experienced Hunter Master, expert at eliminating demon beasts?
Mo Fan could only wait for Lingling to return with good news, while trying to find information regarding a vampire's weaknesses...
Mo Fan could never forget the scene where the vampire had pulled his heart out, yet the hole mended itself in a short time. It was unlikely that ordinary ways were any use against a strange creature like that, thus he was hoping that the old books would provide some useful information.
------
Mo Fan was searching a row of bookshelves when he suddenly captured a familiar gorgeous back from the gap between the books.
The same attractive black hair, which instead of being perfectly straight like normal was spread out like mermaid hair, with a blue sparrow headband around the bottom half of her hair. It granted her an inexplicably elegant and calm demeanor. She was fully focused on selecting a book from the rack, unaware of the eyes staring at her through the shelves behind her.
Mo Fan recognized her just by looking at her back.
"Ding Yuming, what a surprise to stumble into her here..." mumbled Mo Fan.
The most unique thing about the Fire Element's goddess was the fact that she always had a new hairstyle, just like how other women always wore different clothes. It gave her a different kind of breathtaking appearance every day...


He woke up in a familiar world that had vastly changed.

His familiar school had become a mystical school that teaches magic, encouraging everyone to become a mighty magician.

Outside the city, many wandering magical beasts and monsters attacked and preyed on humans.

His world of advanced science changed into one that praised magic. Despite this, his ambition in life, and his social status remained the same; one of the dregs of the society with a struggling father and a disabled step sister that couldn’t walk.

However, Mo Fan found that when most people could only practice a single major element of magic, he was a Versatile Mage!

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