A nameless 3rd rated-actually, a less than worthless 4th rated god-wait, a 5th rated piece of garbage god that can assume the form of any animal is worshiped in a shabby little temple. It lived a life of a freedom and  endless days of laziness. One day it went into a deep slumber and when he woke up, all his believers died! 
        Is it going to be ok for a god that has no followers? The answer is....no! Turns out you need faith and believers to keep a god's divine form. Apparently there was a war where other deities from another world invaded and his world's gods lost and he was kicked out! Join the adventure of a poor, nameless, garbage,5th rated god, and it's journey to regain faith and believers to survive, and his encounters of other deities and trickster humans in a variety of dimensions and worlds.

"Dragon Heart" is one of the top-rated Wuxia LitRPG novels in Russia.

The author has been writing the story for only two and a half years, however, it already has 1400 chapters spanning 15 books. The whole story is planned out and will have over 2000 chapters and 20 books.

The Russian version has been read over 20,000,000 times.

This story has made Mr. Klevanski the #1 author on the 4 biggest self-publishing sites in Russia.
From December of 2018 till now, "Dragon Heart" was being translated into English and published chapter by chapter on several American sites.

Within a month, the story became popular with foreign readers and caused quite a stir.
On Royal Road, it was holding the top spot in trending fictions and gathered more than 2000 followers.
On Creative Novels, it's being followed by over 1500 readers.
Webnovel received the book warmly and the readers are eagerly waiting for new chapters. I hope you'll like the story, too.


Here on RR I publish a chapter by a chapter of the new books in the process of its translation. From the beginning and up to the release date.

At the date of release the chapters are to be deleted because the books are FREE in Kindle Unlimited.

You can read the whole series here:

 

BOOK I: STONE WILL

BOOK II: IRON WILL

BOOK III: BLOOD WILL

BOOK IV: SEA OF SAND

BOOK V: SEA OF SORROW

In the first book, Hadjar lost it all. His body ruined, parents dead, and his title of Prince replaced by a slave collar. It seemed like Primus had deprived him of everything.
But no one can take away a man's will to fight. Even if his heart turns into a bleeding stone due to endless grief and suffering, it won't matter.
The most important thing was that he still had the will to go on. The thought of taking revenge on his family's murderers gave him the strength to survive.
After receiving a piece of the mighty Dragon's heart, he regained his strength and enlisted in the army, where he made real friends and fought by their side in many battles. He started harnessing his new power and acquiring great knowledge.
Hadjar has already had many adventures, but this is only the beginning of his great journey, full of magical mysteries, palace intrigues, epic battles, tempestuous love and the cultivation of his power...

"Dragon Heart" is one of the top-rated Wuxia LitRPG novels in Russia. The author has been writing the story for only one and a half years, however, it already has 1100 chapters spanning 12 books. The whole story is planned out and will have over 2000 chapters and 20 books. The version in Russian has been read over 10,000,000 times.  This story has made Klevanski the  #1 or #2 author on the 4 biggest self-publishing sites in Russia. Right now, "Dragon Heart" is being translated into English and published chapter by chapter on several American sites. 

HERE ON RR IS PUBLISHING THE THIRD BOOK OF THE SERIES. 

You can buy the 1st books on Amazon or read it for free in Kindle Unlimited.

Arc 1:

BOOK I: STONE WILL

BOOK II: IRON WILL 

BOOK III: BLOOD WILL 

Arc 2:

BOOK IV: SEA OF SAND

BOOK V: SEA OF SORROW

Arc 3:

BOOK VI: LAND OF MAGIC

BOOK VII: LAND OF DEMONS

 

Description

He was born anew in a world where martial arts were indistinguishable from magic. He’d only received a neuronet and meaningless desires from his past life. What lies ahead? He’d dreamed of adventure and freedom, but those dreams were taken away from him. The same way his mother, father, and sister had been taken away. They took his Kingdom, they even took his destiny. But he is willing to wage a war, against the whole world if need be, to bring everything back. Even if a whole army opposes him, his sword won’t waver. Even if the Emperor sends entire legions against him, his step won’t falter. Even if demons and gods, heroes and villains alike, unite against him, he won’t bend to their will. His own will is iron itself, unstoppable. His name is Hadjar and he heeds the call of the dragon heart within him. 

This novel contains uncensored scenes of battle that may or may not include depictions of violence and gore. Read it at your own risk.

 

I was, No! It will be better to say Paul Blanch was an 18 years old boy spending his life with any goal in life. He was finishing high school without knowing what to do only following the trend imposed by society, having a very boring life.


The only place to escape in his monotonous life was his own mind. When he had a little of free time he will read some books and imagine himself as the main character of the story. First starting with western books and finally thanks to the recommendation of a friend, he started watching anime. Being Shingeki no Kyogyn his first, later he continued reading manga that was more advanced than the anime and finally the last step to light and web novels.


One curious fact was that at first, he didn't like fanfiction, they were like copies done by non-professionals and knowing the trash that did some professionals, so it will be normal to novel people to do it worst. But when he started reading them, he liked them the most because they show you more possibilities of a single story, improving some aspects and even correcting others (even when the majority are shit like there's a big possibility that this fanfic will turn). Also, he fell empathic because there's a lot of people that thought the same way as him, imaging and living these stories.


Another fact that it must be highlighted is that when he started reading Chinese novels ( he started first reading Japanese) he really like it but after reading 5, he would confuse them, especially their start and never know what novel what is.


One manga and novel that he really liked was Douluo Dalu or Soul land, at least it was very simple to differentiate with the spirit cultivation and the name of the protagonists was easy to remember (yeah I know how to count up to 3, and I don't know why I write novels because I never read it) and the development and fighting in them.


He especially liked the first Douluo because it was a simple life without being too technologically developed. Instead of the highly technological of the others (I hate mechas! If you want something big, resistant, and fully armed, the human figure is never the correct body to do it).


When he wasn't doing anything he always though of reincarnating and living in that world sometimes being the protagonist, others being Yu Xiaogang and changing the ending being with Bibi Dong, even there's a time when he dreams of being reincarnated as a girl being the little sister of one of the 7 devils and there was also the time thinking a little pervert, having a spirit that was his own body known as 9 Goddess Body that can't absorb spirit rings so he is rated as trash but at last learn that he can create spirit ring having S with women, improving their spirit and him gaining and ability of mimic a low grade of their spirit cultivating- Having and harem of 9 women, one will be and OC that will be his childhood friend that cannot cultivate, other needed to be Bai Chenxiang breaking her 38 and also RongRong improving her spirit to the 9... and finally ascending, thinking about that the girls and women were always described beautifully and that the protagonists of the saga only choose one when and harem was a very viable option. (WOW I think that a say too much and all lost the main story so let's return to it).


Like everything, this starts with a start only that this start is an ending, the ending of Paul Blanch and the birth of me. One life finishes creating another one, creating a new path and changing fate.


One day Paul was returning from school, walking on the same street as always and crossing the street when suddenly, a loud noise of a truck horn was heard. Without time to turn his head, he fainted due to a heart attack, watching the truck running in front of him waving his hand to some people, he closed his eyes to not open again while cursing that it's prohibited to claxon in a city, at least Paul Blanch eyes closed forever.

Observe how Ning Bai, big brother of Ning Rongrong aim to be at the top. 

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I don't know anything that you recognize all rights go to the author.

The cover is not mine.
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This is my first time writing something and English is not even my second language so I will be thankful with the correction of grammar and orthography. Constructive comments are appreciated, plis avoid toxic comments.

ANGEL

Hell. This class can be so called Hell. This is where you can find gangsters, no futures and even addicts. There are some students that may be normal but can be ruthless onced you made them wrath. Dirty Class.

ARCHANGEL

Not your so called hell but can be the closest one. Wrath still be found but not as bad as the Angels. This class can be both bad and good but more evil than what you think. They are slightly approachable but can be merciless at the same time. DemiDirty Class

PRINCIPALITY

This class is far way better than the previous two classes. This is where you can find good and slightly bad. They have a not-so-big respect to higher class but badass if you dare to mess with them. This class isn't something you can discriminate but to hail in some other ways. They have their own intelligence and take note, this class serves as the trash bin to those students who deported from higher classes. They are smart and some are superiors. Slightly serious class and not your ordinary class.

POWERS

This class isn't that popular. This clas can be describe into something not reliable, ordinary. They are like ordinary students than can be seen and read in some novels. They are not into bad and good. Intermediate Class.

VIRTUES

They are philosophers. There is no right and wrong when it comes to them but onced you were got stubmbled, you're in great danger but safe at the same time. They are the 5th class and to be ranked as one of the determined class. They are seeking for equality and always indemand. Socrates Class.

DOMINIONS

Closest to the three highest ranks. They can be called elites but not superiors. Most of them are heirs of cottage companies and can also be scholars of this institution. Their mind capacity is high but not as high as the highest three ranks. Elite Class.

THRONES

The third highest rank. This class contains heiress of small companies or not so rich businessmen. They were superiors but most of them are elites. They have brain with an IQ of 80 not as high as the highest. DemiSuperior Class

CHERUBIM 

Mostly filled with bitches and means. They are sometimes bully if you're not with them or belong to the HTR (Highest Three Ranks) you'll be unforgivable. There are some students that are friendly but the number of bully can't be compared. They were superiors and heiress of Medium companies and can be rated of 100 IQ level. Superior Class.

SERAPHIM

Highest Rank. Superior of the superiors. Hail of the hailers and top of all. This class isn't something can be comparable but can be called Heaven. This is where you can find heiress of Large companies. They have the power. They are rulers and moderator of this institution. They have an IQ level of 120 and above. Highest Class.



Read at your own risk. Keep on supporting.

Discrimination isn't in the vocabulary of this school, Heaven Acadamy. 

You enter and be your best.

Your Class will based on your intelligence.

Welcome to HEAVEN ACADEMY.

Happy Anniversary webnovel.com. This is just a checklist of all suggestions and demands I read and felt people asking for including my own. I wanted to do it way before, but I procrastinated. Anyway, since this is a great day, I am including a Special bonus as a fan reader without permission (Hope I don't get DMCA). 
https://activity.webnovel.com/62145857/index 

An elegantly dressed Chinese man in his thirties sat before me. He claimed he was from webnovel.com and came to interview me since I somehow got into the Hall of Fame for face smacking. He was pretty ordinary looking but he had the confident eyes and gentle appearance that called for a beating. But I knew instinctively, he is dangerous. Step on him thinking he was a weak prey, and he will bite you back like a vicious snake. A smacker.
He started talking in extremely fluent English.

"Welcome everyone. I am yours '2.'
This is a special program to celebrate QI's first anniversary
(then he started talking fast)
This program is brought to you by "Nefarious  Affairs" a story by KiBiBiK.
https://www.webnovel.com/book/10332848305006905/Nefarious-%22EVIL%22-Affairs
(comment: I am not hoping to win the powerstone race by this ad, just trying to get more readers. Please leave your comments as they encourage me more than powerstones.).
Now that we got the boring part done, let's begin the program."

Interviewer: "We have here with us the person who had claimed to have kicked ass and shameless enough to beg me to advertise his lousy novel. KiBiBiK, mainly known before as KingBiBiK."
KiBiBiK: (slap) What's with that? Do you have an issue? I never claimed anything anywhere. 
Interviewer: Oh. I said it wrong then. Here we have KingBiBiK who kicked ass and entered the Hall of Fame with an evaluation of Max Face Smacking skills.
KiBiBiK: I would not claim that. I still have to improve. I want to lead a peaceful simple life. But what can I do when people give me recognition. It's really hard living unnoticed.
Interviewer: Is that so?
KiBiBiK: If not why would they send someone to interview me, especially someone who is proud and talented like you. That just EMPHASISES my importance because I am the one getting interviewed.
Interviewer: (slap) Maybe I am here to humble you?
KiBiBiK: I am already humble, maybe QI sent someone to me knowing I can humble him.
Interviewer: (Smack) Then let's start the interview.
KiBiBiK: I believe the readers will get bored if it goes like this. So I am going to mention a checklist I made for QI to keep in mind and hopefully implement later.


Authors should be able to see 
>view counts. (both cumulative and unique if possible)
>'added to library' counts
>each chapter rating average and how many people rated.
Authors should get a follow ability after writing a certain amount of words.
This follow ability allows the readers to follow the author directly.
> Inkstone in mobile.
> Bold, italics (I don't care honestly)
> Delete story. (They can do it themselves or they can send a request to you for it.)
> Separate page for Originals in powerstones. (check)
> New stones if possible (@BaiSiwa's suggestion)
> New ways to popularize Originals.

Popularity ranking
> Explain how popularity ranking works
> Criteria it takes into account
> When it gets updated (daily? hourly?)
> Is it based on cumulative or weekly data? (Because it doesn't fucking make any sense sometimes.)
> Get rid of deleted novels. It's annoying to see them above yours.
Old demands
> Sorting ability for the library (Read later, following, favorites)

Tough and future suggestions
> Friend system between users
> Private messaging
> Notification for chapter comments for authors (on/off should be choosable)
> Ability to link your reviews to each title respectively. (Only viewed privately)
> Start encouraging people to read Originals with exp. Since exp required is going exponentially make tasks that encourage reading and commenting. 
> Author approved exp (authors can get to give a couple of exp each day to the best comments). Authors get this ability after reaching a threshold or getting an achievement.
> 100, 1000,10000 comments task as a long-term exp goal.
> comments can be manipulated but how about exp for 100 likes, 1000 likes and 10000 likes. 
> encourage involvement instead of giving 10 exp to one translation rating. Give task to that as well.

This is for all readers.
A simple guide to tackling translated novels and its rating system.

Consider this after 20 ratings. (What's below is a general assumption and does not apply to all novels. Especially Original novels.)
4.8+ = Godly
4.7   = Awesome read
4.6   = extremely good
4.5   = Great work
4.4 = Great work but with some issues.
4.2-4.3 = Good work that has great potential.
4.0 -4.2= Most like it, some don't
3.8 - 3.9= Usually something badly executed. Half like it, Half hate it.
3.5-3.8 = Usually Bad with some liking it.
3.0 -3.5 = Usually Trash
<3.0 = not even Gods can save them

KiBiBiK: That's it. I forgot the rest.
Interviewer: Oh. What was the point for all these lists?
KiBiBiK: I don't know. Just trying to do something useful.
Interviewer: We haven't done the interview properly anyway. Talking about you only make the readers bored. So this checklist is better in that aspect.
KiBiBiK: (slap) True. Just curious. It's kinda weird getting an interview like this. Oh. you did not tell me your name properly. What's with that nickname of yours '2.' Do you have diarrhea or something having to go for number 2 all the time?
Interviewer: (slap) Haha. That's just a nickname I once used. I have no problem with telling you my name, just you have to keep it a secret.
KiBiBiK: What's special about your name? Is it funny?
Interviewer: Not exactly. My name is Zhang Ye.
KiBiBiK: Zhang Ye? I remember this name from somewhere. Oh. Right. Zhang Ye the MC of I'm Really a Superstar.
Interviewer: That's right. 
KiBiBiK: Nice. You have a famous name.
Interviewer: Not exactly. That name became famous BECAUSE IT'S MY NAME.
I'm ZHANG YE. The MC you just talked about in IRAS.

KiBiBiK: (Face smacked 100%) WWHHHHHHHAAAAAAATTTTTTT???????????

Wanna see the rest, leave your comments below.

He broke free from the shackles that bound him for all these years, let go of all the relations he had, and ran away from the responsibility that had become a burden to him. 
Boian did not have many expectations other than to live peacefully.
What a pleasant dream? It's funny how a monster who should be crushing others dreams started to dream about peaceful life.

He knew he couldn't live like normal humans. Living to old age with a loving wife and giving birth to a bunch of children was not possible for him anymore. He couldn't live in isolation either due to the food needed to maintain his Heart. The deeply rooted ideology and training he received in food consumption prevented him from doing so.

He knew his very own existence did not allow him to live peacefully, yet he tried. But, everything changed when he met a strange girl in his peaceful way of living. A meeting that changed his expectations and pulled him back to the shackles, relations, and responsibility he tried to escape from but this time with no chance of escape.
It was because, she gave him the fiercest stimulant that makes or breaks a man, 'Ambition.'
He wanted to go back to where he was kicked out with his head high and beat the people who dared to look down on him. 

Even if it was the DEVIL himself.

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Author half asleep: Simply put. A poor fellow gets messed up real hard by a chick and gets thrown back into the good vs evil cliche war he tried to escape from. Whether the chick be a blessing to him or a burden to him forms the story. 


Tags: Adventure, Heavy romance [No cliche harem but there are affairs(pun intended)]. Also a lot of action later on.

I am a newbie...So be gentle with me plz..
(@Webnovel.com How do I put a cute pic under this?)

(Currently under lot of irl work: On pause)

After relocating my free points, My power increased again.

STATUS

"Raikuro  Lv9  XP:0/2000
HP:600     MP:300

Strength:31       Agility:35 
Defense:20      Constitution:30
             Senses:30        

Points remaining: 0

Titles: none

Skills: Translator, Lightning Steps lv2, Dark Sphere lv1, Direct Enchantments, Wind Bullet lv1, Kirin lv1"


Now I'll probably beat that damn King Goblin a lot easier, but, anyway. After this battle, I'm starting to feel hungry ... It's time to look for something to eat.

After exploring Goblin village, fortunately I found no slave women or anything like that, this village probably split off from the main branch and so they had the battle of King Goblin. I was able to find some things to be able to continue without problems...

INVENTORY

"Items x35

x2 Damage daggers x4 Apples
x8 Arrows x20 small core of mana
x1 Large Mana Core "

I also decided to look in the place where the heart of the Goblins would be and I found these nuclei of mana, in the cities this must be worth something, so I'll try to sell it ... ive found some canteen's, but i dont want to put my mouth in the same place these filthy goblins.

It's time to continue the journey now. After the evolution of my Lightning Steps the cost has decreased to 3MP per second and the speed has increased from approximately 5x to 8x. It is very interesting to imagine how the fights I had now that I got more powerful ... now I can use Lightning Steps for 1 minute and 40 seconds without stopping, my time has almost tripled.

Stopping wasting time...

LIGHTNING STEPS

I keep running through the woods, feeling some weak auras, but they are weaker than Goblins so I think it's better to ignore, After walking for almost 4 hours and stopping several times to replenish my mana, My apples are gone, I'm already with thirsty and night has come, But all this discomfort disappeared when I saw the city lights...

This city is Giant, in my old world it would be considered a metropolis, I thought I'd just walk over the wall using the wind element, But obviously I have to go through the guards. ...

After walking around the city for a few minutes, Finally found the entrance, This city is bizarrely big and As expected, there are 4 guards at the entrance, I'll walk away from the road and walk normally ... After a few more minutes I arrive at the entrance.

- ?: Good Night, Returning from a mission?

No, I'm new to this city, I came from the north

-Igor: ah, another new visitor ... let's go to the standard process and put your mana on the magic stone, by the way, My Name is Igor and I'm the Captain of the City Guards

Right. Placing my hand on the magic stone and focusing my mana on it, I lose 3 points of mana and the stone glows blue, I believe it's because I killed only monsters and no humans ... yet.

-Igor: Alright, I recommend that you go through the guild to make your ID so you don't have to go through this boring process every time, welcome and have a good night.

See you, Good job everyone.

So, I'm heading towards the city ... most people are sleeping, it's probably past 00:00, but incredibly the Guild is still open, I'll go there to solve my identif-

grawr grawur

I almost forget to sort this out of my belly, but there don't seem to be any other open places, I hope have something in the guild to eat, i'll have to go right there ..

Arriving at the guild, I expected an empty environment, but, was strangely excited, a bard playing happily, several people who drink at their tables, celebrate the today's achievements, I will head towards the counter to look for food, I can see from afar is a receptionist is a beautiful girl with brown hair, with a bangs that makes her incredibly beautiful, rosy cheeks and an incredibly beautiful face ... she is a little short, and it ends up making her even cuter, this world pleases me haha

Hello, I would like to know if you have something to sell, I came from far away and my supplies are gone ...

?: Yes we have, a kit for travel with water and dried meat is costing 15 Lubias
(from what I understand the conversion of Lubias is almost the same as in dollar)

Damn, I forgot that I have no money, but maybe these mana stones can be sold here, though, I'm not the idiot like all the protagonists of novels, I won't show my inventory as the same idiot, So I put my hand Inside the outfit and discreetly take 4 small mana  core and king goblin core from inventory.

As soon as I show King Goblin's stone the receptionist makes a surprised face and says

?: OH MY GOD, DO YOU WANT TO SELL THIS HERE?

y-yes... ?

?: i'll go check this now! give me only 2 minutes.

The adventurers who were drinking stop and also notice the stone and make a surprised face and start staring at me

She then comes out excitedly with the mana core toward something that looks like a microscope but more medieval and seems to work the basis of magic.

Damn it! I talked so much about the dumb protagonists that I ended up doing the same, I realize I'll have to start my life in the city fighting, So I put my hand behind my back as I prepare to pick up the daggers.

Until all the adventurers make an expression of joy and start saying

?: Finally we will have a promising newbie

??: Yes, to defeat something this size without a team, he must be very powerful.

?: For a group is very common, but for one individual to bring something this size, I think it will be in the rank C

...

Wait, what? They .. they like me? I awkwardly smile back and everyone starts to rejoice and continues to drink

the receptionist comes back with the big mana core saying.

?: Did you kill a Goblin King by yourself?

... yea

?: We will have another good adventurer to help us, welcome!

T-Thanks
(My communication skills are terrible, damn it! I don't know how to react to compliments)

?: Do you already have subscribed in another guild, or is this your first?

This is my first time, I lived in a remote village before coming here.

?: Ah, all right, King goblin's mana core was rated at 2000 Lubias and the other 4 small goblin core rated at 400 Lubias, Totaling 2400, as you are a new adventurer we will need to register to conduct the operation.

Oh, all right, how do I register?

(Obviously this high value surprised me, but considering that I almost died while fighting, it was expected that the value was something like that, and anyway I can't express myself very well, better be quiet anyway)

Laura: First of all, pleasure, my name is Laura, you just need to fill out these documents and we can continue the transaction, as you want to be an adventurer, come back tomorrow so we can test your skills and determine your rank.

It's all right. I take the roles and the information is pretty basic, it's just about my name, age and level, now that I've stopped to think, choosing an oriental name was not a good idea considering everyone I've met so far has western names. But, what was done cannot be reversed.

After reviewing my information, the Receptionist hands me the money, I buy 2 kits and save my 2320 Remaining Lubias and decide to sleep in one of the Guild dorms, which cost 50 Lubias per night, my day was pretty tiring and for now I just I want to relax, tomorrow I continue with the journey ...

FINAL STATUS

"Raikuro  Lv9  XP:0/2000
HP:600     MP:300

Strength:31       Agility:35 
Defense:20      Constitution:30
             Senses:30        

Points remaining: 0

Titles: none

Skills: Translator, Lightning Steps lv2, Dark Sphere lv1, Direct Enchantments, Wind Bullet lv1, Kirin lv1"

Inventory:

Items x26

x2 Damaged daggers x8 Arrows
x16 little core of mana "

I tried to become a writer, but it didn't work out since I finally gave up on the process. I was just too bad at that.

Throughout my life, I only found fault after fault in everything I did.

To make matters worse, My family problems only increased and my peace ceased to exist. With no hope in life - I chose to kill myself.

But why the hell does it seem like I'm still alive?!

Duke was fat. And not only that!
He was ugly.
And Duke knew that.
Most of his life he was called fat and ugly.
Duke was dumb. And of course, he wasn't just dumb.
He was also talentless!
And Duke knew that.
Swordsmanship? Nope! He was too fat to even run! What made you think he could swing a sword with those flabby arms of his.
Leadership? Nope! Even his own servants mocked Duke! What made you think that he could make other people of his stature follow him?
His teachers called him dumb.  His colleges called him slow. And even the servants called him fat! 

But at least he had a supportive grandfather.
At least his grandfather believed in him... and that was enough for Duke.

His chubby Santa Claus like grandfather was loving and cared much for his beloved grandchild.
"Duke, you might be a little slow when it comes to books and bad at swords too... and actually a lot of other things, but at least you're a curious child!" His grandfather always told him with a thumb's up.

The only ally Duke ever had was his supportive grandfather who liked to gift him, novels.
Although Duke was dumb in Economics and Law, he liked Adventure and Fantasy novels and was, albeit slow, an avid reader.
And Duke was content reading his books about cool Knights that saved Princesses while talking to his beloved grandfather who never once had called him talentless, fat, nor even slow.
His grandfather would sometimes tell him tales of his life as a great knight in shining armor and how he saved Princesses and even Queens.

Duke admired his grandfather for that and Duke was happy. Duke felt very happy and content with his life.
[If only this could continue forever] Duke thought.

Until one day his grandfather died from an illness.

His grandfather left him the estate, the family businesses, Maine their fief, and also a letter.

Duke took the letter, a dusty old letter that read:
"To Duke, from Grandpa"
Duke slowly read the letter as he started to tear up. It didn't even look like the tears of those cool heroes who had just lost something.
No, Duke currently looked like a fat pig about to get roasted! This was why Duke tried not to cry in front of other people, as he knew no sympathy would be reaped from them... only scorn and mockery.
"My beloved Duke, I am already old and if you're reading this, it means I am no more. Do not be sad my boy, for I have lived a happy life! But one of my many regrets is not being able to help you in life. My last and final help to you my boy is up in the attic. There you'll find my most beloved treasures other than you, of course, my beloved grandson.
To my beloved grandson - Duke. With much love from your grandfather"
Duke teared up as he read the letter.

Duke went up the dusty attic, and in there he saw a large chest.
As he opened the treasure-chest he saw a sword, a full set of armor, and another letter that read:
"Dear duke, these are all of the riches I won during my years as a Knight, use it, my boy. Inside you'll find our family's sword. This sword is harder than any metal and was said to have been crafted from the claws of a Dragon! Isn't that cool ey?
A Dragon!
Show them you're better than this! If I were still able to walk, I would've taught you how to be a Knight myself.
Change your fate!
You're no piggy like everyone says you are!
You are Duke Pendragon!
And WE Pendragons are they highest creatures that even rival the Gods!
We are Dragons!
You are a Dragon!
And I believe in you!
From - Grandpa"
Duke's family were once a great and renowned family known even outside of the Empire's borders called the Pendragons, they were even likened to the highest creatures called Dragons.
Sadly, due to a series of incompetent heirs... like Duke... the Pendragon name slowly faded into obscurity.

Duke started to tear up from his grandfather's encouragement as he checked the sword, its blade was cleaner and sharper than any blade duke had ever laid eyes on. The hilt was made of shiny black metal with inlaid gold patterns while the scabbard was made of pitch-black leathery scales. And the armor, like the hilt, was also made of the same shiny black metal with inlaid gold designs that made the armor look beautiful.

Duke took the sword as he swore to himself - He'll change! - as he looked at the great wide sky.
This was the start of Duke's great destiny!
Or not... as he was immediately tired out by swinging the sword after 50 swings...
And the armor was too tight to fit his chubby body.

And so Duke thought he'd make his grandfather proud through another way!
Being a rich merchant! He already had the Evil looking mug for it... Now he only needed the actual "Evil" part to succeed Duke thought as merchants were quite known for being crafty.

Duke went to the capital and exchanged the jewels and gold their family had saved for minted gold coins.
Now Duke's destiny to become the greatest merchant this world had ever seen STARTED!
Or not...
While he was in the capital he heard from other nobles who knew his grandfather that there was a ball to be held to marry off the Princesses.
Duke's eyes lit up when he heard there were Princesses involved.
And so he attended, completely forgetting his goal of being a merchant.

A lot of single nobles came to the ball, as Duke walked around he heard snickers here and there. Duke disliked going to parties because of this.
Duke knew he was quite famous within the noble's circles as the Fat Count. He didn't really mind though, as he was used to being ridiculed. Not many young men were as obese as he was.

"Gentlemen! Gentlemen, may I present you ~ my sisters" The newly crowned King shouted as the Princess came out one by one.
Finally, the different Princesses came out like models and walked on the stage.
The different nobles gazed and studied the different Princesses and ranked them for their beauty.

Duke was excited, he's never seen this many Princesses up for marriage before. And his excitement appeared in his face as the younger nobles around him started throwing harassing statements.
"Idiot"
"Fat-ass"
But Duke didn't mind as he was too busy gazing at the Princesses until that is when the 24th Princess came out.

Duke was awestruck at her beauty.
She looked just like the Princess duke envisioned in his dreams! Duke knew (Or at least he thought) it must've been destiny! (It wasn't by the way!)
He checked the gold coins he had in his hands.
1034 Gold Coins was all he had. Duke hoped it was enough.

The Princesses lined up one by one, their faces weren't all that happy.
The Princesses were ordered from cheapest to most valuable, but Duke didn't realize that. He thought they were rated from most beautiful to least as Vivian was first in line.

Vivian the 24th Princess was like a shining jewel to Duke as she walked on the stage to model.
The Princess stopped in the middle of the stage. But then Duke suddenly felt something wrong as he looked at the melancholic face she was making while the different men bid their prices.
[Tsk... Bidding on a Princess?! What humiliation she must've been feeling right now!]
[I must save her!] Duke thought.
Then her eyes met his.
Her eyes had a melancholic tinge as if it was telling him:
[Please... Save me my knight!] (She wasn't thinking this by the way! Duke was just innocently misunderstanding!)
Duke mistook her forlorn eyes as he thought she was asking him to save her.
And with that push duke shouted out his price "900 GOLD COINS!"

The crowd started to laugh and jeer, as they knew the Princess wasn't the most beautiful among the line of Princesses, she wasn't worth that much.
"900?! Hahahaha" One Count couldn't believe his ears.
"Ah, I've beaten!" Another Count sarcastically gestured as his lackeys laughed along with him.
"Spending 900 coins for an illegitimate bride? I knew the fat Count was foolish, but this is too much Hahahahaha" As everyone knew that Vivian was an illegitimate child of the Emperor she didn't have that much value, that was why she was the first to be auctioned off.

Hearing the crowd's jeers and ridicule, Duke simply brushed them off as for once in his life, Duke felt like he was a dashing Knight who had just "saved" the Princess. (You made her sadder by the way!)

Seeing the Princess staring, Duke gave her a big grin and a thumbs-up, signaling everything would be alright, just like how his grandfather used to do for him.

Duke stayed at the Royal Palace, courtesy of the Emperor as he waited for their fated union.
Duke could've met the Princess at any time during his stay at the Palace as the wedding was being prepared. Sadly Duke was too shy to approach the Princess.
Sometimes Duke would secretly admire (Stalk) her at every corner, he even watched her as she ate. One time he even beautifully drew her...
"Uhm, yes yes, perfect. Simply perfect, it captures her beautiful form and gravitas!" Duke mumbled as he sketched her with his trusty graphite. Sadly It looked like a dying dog begging for an early release from life.

It was the greatest week Duke had ever experienced and Duke felt the days flew too fast for him.
The long-awaited day finally arrived. Duke woke up feeling like a newborn baby seeing the world for the first time.
His love was waiting for him! He thought (She wasn't by the way!)

Duke let the servants prepare and groom him.
Looking at the mirror Duke thought [Ah my dashing self is too handsome right now. I must keep cool so I wouldn't look too overbearing for her] as he flexed his muscles.

The servants were having a hard time grooming the count.
Pierre, the royal hairdresser looked dreadful as he groomed Duke. It was the hardest challenge he ever had.
First, there was the ferociously demanding Empress and now a crying Princess and a dense obese count's wedding... At that moment Pierre promised himself this would be his last day at the royal palace. He'd had enough.
[I QUIT!] Pierre thought.

Meet Vivian, a powerless Princess who was sold off in an auction the new Emperor sugarcoated as a ball.

Sadly for Vivian, the one who got her was Duke the Fat, a lowly count known for being weak and fat.

On the night of their consummation, she no longer could hide her misery and burst into tears. But instead of getting a hard slap as she expected for showing her disgust of him, Duke instead started to cry with her?!
And instead of forcing himself on her, they TALK instead?!

Now meet Duke called by many as The Fat.
Duke was never lucky in life as everyone he knew mocked and belittled him. But it wasn't all bad as at least he still had a loving grandpa.

And Duke was content with that.

Having someone, even if it was just one person who believed in him.

Until he didn't.
One day his grandpa died and Duke was alone.

He wanted to make his grandpa proud, but it was just too hard for him to fight the world alone. That is until he caught sight of Vivian.

Read as Vivian becomes Duke's inspiration and how Duke becomes Vivian's pillar.
Watch love sprout from a misunderstanding between a fat Count and a lonely Princess.

And don't worry! Duke won't be The Fat forever!
No.
For this is not the story of some countryside Count and his wife.
This is the story of Gailasfall, The legendary World Conqueror, The Berserk Dragon, and Eater of Gods.
Or as he is known by those close to him, Duke Pendragon, ridiculed during his youth as "The Fat"
But now even the Sun, the Moon, and the Stars dare not offend his whose name inspires fear and awe.
And his mysterious wife. The enigmatic figure who would one day secretly run the world's politics and economy.
"The Phantom Pillar" they named her and those who saw her beauty called her "The Hidden Rose Thorn"
But Duke called her by a different name.
He called her Vivian.

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"Well, thinking a lot about it now wouldn't help much. I might as well move on to the other books, and see if I can get any inspiration from them. Especially the book about Primordial Tomes or something..." I awoke myself from my reverie of thinking about the Body Tempering Phase.

"Next on the list. Introduction to Forging." I said to myself as I picked up the book from the stack.

『Ascendance』, 100% activate!

Introduction to Forging.

Forging is a very solemn profession. If you do not have the passion for it, don't do it. It is gruelling work, and only if you have the passion, to seek the satisfaction of turning mere materials into things that you can trust your life to, would you be able to go far on this path of Forging.

Forging is a profession that requires physical strength, endurance and patience. To be able to hammer the materials into shape, to endure the blazing heat of the furnace, and the patiently and continuously heat up the materials to soften them, over and over again.
It is tough work, but if you can pull through, it can be very rewarding when you get good at it. Truth to be told, many famous swordsmen don't forge their own sword. Many famous cultivators do not forge their own weapon. So why should you?
The cultivators that have reached the peaks in their respective weapon Dao, 8 out of 10 of them made their own weapons. They may not have been great forging masters, but they intimately know their own weapons, which makes it easier for them to become one with their weapon.
I know because I myself had experienced it. I was a fanatic. I still am. I loved swords, and I loved forging, so I decided to combine both. I made as many types of swords as I could, as many of them as I can.
I made so many, I intimately knew the concept of 'sword'. I was able to reach the realm of becoming one with the sword for every sword I made after I comprehended the concept of 'sword'.
Granted, I couldn't do with any other swords, besides the ones I made, but most swordsmen can only become one with a single sword, and that was because they had the sword with them all day, every day, and meditated with it all the time.
I was able to become one with so many swords, I created a sword formation, and I was able to both cleave my enemies apart, and protect a group of people including myself at the same time.
It was from this fact, the fact that I manage to understand the concept of 'Sword' through forging, that I realised that the Dao is truly all-encompassing. All paths lead back to the source, the Great Dao. That is the legacy I wish to leave behind.
All of the swords I have ever made, I have decided to keep them together, in a sword burial with me. Whoever who has gained the recognition of a sword, may take that one with you. I wish you luck on your endeavour towards the Dao, and that you take good care of the sword that you have taken.

-Taken from the Monument of Sword Saint Duanmu at the Sword Burial.

'I see, so it was a last message or sorts. I thought it was strange that it described forging in a difficult manner, and then it turned into an autobiography...' I silently thought to myself as I deactivated『Ascendance』to flip the page and reactivated it again.

'There's more?'

Forging is the profession of making equipment. Weapons, armours, even accessories. To apply powerful formations on an accessory, it must be strong and tough enough to withstand the burden the formation places on an accessory. An example is a Spatial Ring.
A spatial ring requires the carving of a formation on the ring, then filling it with the materials used to draw the formation. The tougher the ring, the more it is able to withstand the pressure of the space inside pushing out, and the space outside pushing in.
Of course, a Formations master with a deep understanding of the concept of 'Space', will be able to negate the pressure to a certain degree due to the ingenious formations, but I do not know very much about it. I am a Forging Master, not a Formations Master.

'Ooooh... It seems like spatial rings aren't very rare...or at least, it can be made. Makes sense. The novels I've read before all said "they came from ancient times", then how the hell every cultivator after a certain level has it? Do you know how many freaking people there are when you add it all up??? Sigh.'

All things that have been forged are rated through stars, and according to cultivation base. From 1 star to 11 stars, the more excellent the forged thing is, the higher the number of stars. A Qi Cultivation 9-star sword is suitable for a cultivator to use until the peak of late stage Qi Cultivation realm. Beyond that, requires a better sword.
The criteria for rating it is dependant on 5 things, the durability of the forged item, the required properties of the forged item, flexibility of the forged item, amplification of elements, and the ability to withstand Qi in the forged item. Each of these things with have a star rating, from 1 to 10, and these 3 numbers will be added up and averaged out to get the actual star rating of the weapon.

The durability of the forged item, of course, will depend on the full force blow of a cultivator. A weapon that can withstand the full force blow of a Peak stage Qi Cultivation realm cultivator is rated a Qi Cultivation 10-star durability.

The required properties depends on what the item is for. For armours, would be the property of being able to block damage. An armour that is able to completely block the damage of a full force blow of a Peak late stage, a 9th stage Qi Cultivation realm cultivator is rated a Qi Cultivation 9-star absorption capability.
For bladed weapons, it would be sharpness. A blade that can cut through the Qi protection layer on the skin of a Peak Qi Cultivation realm cultivator is rated Qi Cultivation 10-stars sharpness. A blunt weapon is similar, but instead of cutting, it is breaking instead. A bow, however, would be stiffness of the bow instead, the ability of the bow to store power.
For accessories, it would be toughness. An accessory that is able to withstand the burden a Qi Cultivation 9-stars formation is rated similarly, Qi Cultivation 9-stars toughness.

The flexibility of the forged item is important for weapons and armours, especially armours and bows. It is the capability of the item to absorb shock, and to stretch and bend without breaking. If an item is able to absorb the full force blow, or withstand the full strength, of a Peak Qi Cultivation realm cultivator, and not break, it is rated a Qi Cultivation 10-stars flexibility.

Every cultivator focuses on one element or the other, and the ability of a forged item to amplify the cultivator's elemental ability, be it an attack, shield, or special effects, is what makes a forged item very useful. However, the amplification of elements of a forged item is very vague and hard to measure properly. As such, it may differ from place to place. However, since the Continents have lost contact, it is difficult to standardize...
On the Primordial Chaos Continent, if a forged item is able to amplify a certain element's ability of a Peak Qi Cultivation realm cultivator by 20%, it is rated as a Qi Cultivation 10-stars amplification. It means that if a lower stage cultivator uses an ability with the element this weapon is attuned to, it may be amplified further, like 50% or maybe even more.

And finally, the ability to withstand Qi in the weapon. This requires little explanation, as a weapon that cannot withstand a lot of Qi is basically crippling to a cultivator. If a forged item can withstand all of the Qi of a half step Foundation Establishment realm cultivator, it is rated Qi Cultivation 11-stars Qi vessel.

To set a clear understanding, an example will be given. A sword.
It can withstand the full force blow of a 3rd stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivator.
It can cut through the Qi protection layer on the skin of an 8th stage Cultivation realm cultivator.
It can withstand the full strength of a 5th stage Qi Cultivation realm cultivator and not break.
It is able to amplify a certain element's ability of a Peak Qi Cultivation realm cultivator by 20%.
And it can withstand all of the Qi of a half step Foundation Establishment realm cultivator.
So the sword has a Foundation Establishment 3-stars durability, a Qi Cultivation 8-stars sharpness, a Qi Cultivation 5-stars Flexibility, a Qi Cultivation 10-stars amplification, and a Qi Cultivation 11-stars Qi vessel.

A Foundation Establishment level property far exceeds a Qi Cultivation level property. As such, the grading is slightly different. As you may have noticed, the number of stars is the same as the number of the stage at whatever realm the cultivator is at. 1 to 9 stars, it is obvious, for 10 stars, it is the Peak of the realm, and for half step to the next realm, it is 11 stars.
However, when it comes to the next stage, it is incremental. A Foundation Establishment 1-star durability is equivalent to a Qi Cultivation 13-star durability. A Core Formation 1-star durability is equivalent to a Foundation Establishment 15-star durability. Each time the realm increases, 1 star is added, to signify the difference between realms.
So it is the current realm star, plus the previous realm's maximum star, 11, plus which level of cultivation realm.
Qi Cultivation to Body Tempering, add 0 stars.
Foundation Establishment to Qi Cultivation, add 1 star.
Core Formation to Foundation Establishment, add 2 stars.
Nascent Soul to Core Formation, add 3 stars, and so on.

And thus, concludes the Introduction to Forging.

'....That was super long and complicated. And it never said anything on how to forge! Bloody hell... Is it because its easier to show or something? Okay maybe. There isn't any videos or the like so it can't be helped. The woes of an ancient civilization...
And Oh my g-, I mean, Heavens! There's still 8 more to go! Thank g- Thank the Heavens that puppeteering isn't here. Damn it my habit is coming back. Heavens! Fuck god. Okay, not in that order. No staph, I don't want that image in my head... Nooooooooo~' I lamented, tired from the long read.

'Right, deactivate『Ascendance』first. I need to rest. I think I should go slowly and read one side profession book a day. Take it slow.' I thought it out after deactivating『Ascendance』and resting my forehead on my palm.

Looking out the window, the midnight sky shone with starlight through the opening, mildly illuminating the window sill.

'Come to think of it, how am I reading the books without light...' the thought came to me as I looked around.

Looking up, I found the source of light within the living room.
'Aha. Found it. So it's some kind of crystal light, probably either using formations, or using spirit stone as fuel. Oh, right, it's called Qi stones here. At any rate, it is pretty dim. Almost like a nightlight of sorts, a very soft glow. I'm surprised that I was able to read like normal with this light that is barely any better than moonlight.
But that is a good thing. Both the lighting and my apparent night vision. I can see the night stars if the lighting isn't extremely bright like fluorescent bulbs. That's definitely one thing I ain't bringing over.'

"Ugh. I think I better stop thinking. The Forging thing was a lot to take in all at once. Maybe some similar parts will overlap for the other side professions, then it wouldn't be as dreary. The dictionaries were different since I had plenty to do, to think, to contemplate. It wasn't exactly boring...
All well, I'll just do some training then. It'll take my mind off of thinking. Some quick ones, just in case mom and dad come and look for me after their 'private time'..."

I went back to the 'blind spot' of sorts that I arranged, and did my training routine for the day, every exercise +1. Completing a cycle of exercises, 2 sets of 2 push ups, 2 sets of 2 leg ups, and 2 sets of 2 squats, of which, 1 set is done very slowly, and the other set is done as fast as I could. The moment I finished another cycle, I heard hurried footsteps coming from the bedroom... at which point I hurriedly ran to the carpet and went on my knees...

******

A certain couple were hugging each other on the jade bed, nakedly entangled and enjoying each other's company and warmth, both facing each other on the only long pillow on the jade bed, and whispered softly to each other, essentially having a pillow talk, even if the concept was unknown to them.

"That was a very pleasant experience. We should do it more sometimes. Perhaps, would you like me to massage you instead, Bai Bai?"

"I would very much like it, when I come back tired. There were a few times where I was tempted to ask for a massage, but I didn't because I saw you were just as tired as I was..."

"Hmm. I didn't know that. I just sent a healing technique over to you to relieve muscle soreness, but it doesn't help with exhaustion. Actually, I did use the healing technique on myself, I just felt a little dispirited. It happens you know? I drew 7 formations today. 7! granted, 5 of them were simple ones, but they were not usually used on houses..." An Xin complained.

"I know, I'm just glad you didn't use up all your soul force, otherwise you would've fainted." Wei Bai comforted as he patted An Xin's back gently.

"Then you wouldn't have gotten to enjoy some 'fun' today, now would you?" An Xin teased.

"...I wouldn't have gotten to pamper my wife." Wei Bai retorted

"Oh, you... still, you wouldn't have, right~?" A deeper blush flushed across An Xin's ears as she light pounded his chest, and asked her teasing question again for revenge.

"...Yeah, I wouldn't have. I really have to thank Yan'er for today." Wei Bai relented, finally being a little more honest.

"...Speaking of which, Yan Yan went out into the living room didn't she? ...If I were not mistaken, didn't Yan Yan... walked out?" An Xin suddenly questioned, as if just remembered something

"Yeah. She did." Wei Bai affirmed.

"On her 2 feet...?" She questioned once more.

"..." Wei Bai widened his eyes as he stared right back at his wife.

An Xin, noticing the realisation in her husband's eyes, confirmed her suspicions and ran out of the bedroom, intending to confirm the truth with her own eyes.

******

"Yan Yan! You can walk already?! When?! Awwww! I can't believe I missed my daughter's first steps!" A surprised mom barged into the living room, wearing her birthday suit in all her beautiful glory.

"Hmm?" I hummed as I looked up from the book I was pretending to read, and enjoyed the beautiful scenery.

"Oh, good night mom. Did you have fun? And since when I could walk?" I teased mom a little while acting clueless and innocent.

"Eh..? Uh... En. Good...Night? Why good night?" A mild flush crept over her whole body as she nodded and asked this question.

"It is night time. And the dictionary said greetings should follow the appropriate time, like morning, afternoon, evening and night. Unless it has nothing to do with timing like salutations. So, good night." I explained my 'reasoning'.

"Un. Good night, Yan Yan. Wait no! Fufufu, Good night is used when the person you are talking to is about to sleep. It's like sweet dreams." Mom laughing guided.

"Is that so? I see. Then what about the rest?"

"Well, for good morning, you should also use it to greet a person who has just woken up, or as per the normal meaning, when you meet somebody in the morning. Otherwise, it is just a normal meaning as per the time."

"Hum, hum. Yan Yan understands. Mommy and Daddy should be very tired after relaxing just now, so let's go to sleep. Good night~" I nodded twice and crawled into the bedroom at a rather quick speed.

"..." Mom at first blushed a little at the reminder of her 'private time' and smiled at her daughter wishing her 'good night' but then just dumbfoundedly stared at the swift speed at which her daughter crawled across the living room over the doorsill into the bedroom.

"What's wrong, mom? Do you not want to sleep?" I asked as I looked back at mom after reaching out my arms to the edge of the jade bed and standing up.

"Ah, right! Here, let me help you. The bed might be a little too tall for you right now." Mom was woken up by my question and came over to carry me at my armpits.

"Good night, Xin Xin, Yan'er." Dad greeted at the other side of the bed, also in his birthday suit.

"Un. Good night mommy, daddy."

"En~ Good night~ Yan Yan, Bai Bai." Mom greeted back as she climbed into bed while hugging me at her chest.

Enjoying the warm, soft 'bed' that include mild, rhythmic massaging vibrations, I rested my tired mind, forgetting my worries for now, and closed my eyes, drifting off into sleep, totally forgetting about the fact that I had『Truth Seeker』still activated at 10% this whole time.

WARNING - This novel contains content that is not suitable for those whose mental age have not reached adulthood. If you think you are mature enough, think again, whether you can stomach the cruelties of reality, like killing, torturing, raping, enslaving, etc. and accept that such cruelty is a natural way of life, true to its desires. Whether or not you are mature enough, can only be decided by yourself, and only after thorough introspection. After all that, and you still think this is a book worth peeking, then you will not be stopped anymore. You have been warned. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Also, there won't be much romance when it comes to the main character, so don't expect much....maybe. You shall see. 
I don't know why it's labeled a fantasy romance novel just because there's a female lead.... I clearly chose Fantasy only... with a female leading the story. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Thus begins the spinning of a tale, of a certain railgu-*cough* I mean cultivator, who wishes nothing more than to live forever, so that the nearly never-ending things that they want to do can be leisurely done, -I mean, who doesn't want to take it easy?- while keeping a low profile, not to attract attention. Can they truly do so though??? Find out in the next episode of Dragon Ba-*cough cough* I mean, find out in this slow, but steady tale about a lazy, yet extremely curious low-key(?) cultivator! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Ah Yes, one last thing, the picture used does not actually belong to me. If you're the artist, and do not wish for this picture to be used, please inform me. All due credits to the original artist.

The year 2030 has given rise to new heights for the MMO RPG games all over the world. One such special game and the current highest-grossing game "World at War" post world war one simulated game is taking over the youth for last year. 

"Ah...Finally, you are mine!! Wish I was born in the US, six months late release for India." said Vaibhav who was holding a VR gear which consisted of a big helmet with its back end stretching out long to cover the area from head till the end of the spine. 

Vaibhav, a 26-year-old closet otaku is a history teacher at MP high school. Unlike most of the teachers, he was a student favourite because of his unorthodox ways of teaching. He always loved the war and strategy-based games since he was a kid. With the passing of his parents at a very young age, he spent most of his life with his grandparents. 

Vaibhav was waiting for the game to be released for the past six months since the game wasn't officially released in India. He believed in purchasing the game instead of pirating it out. 

"Who should I become? Hitler or Mussolini? Nope, don't want to destroy the world. Or just play as Tilak and represent India? Well, post-WW1 India would become different if someone like me tries to take advantage of already known ideal scenarios." 

In the game, there were two options either you choose the multiplayer route and represent your country or play the single-player mode and follow an incredible in-game story. In single-player mode, the player was allowed to choose any existing country with some specific in-game leaders of that time. A player could live that person's life and could change the direction of history. Vaibhav was pumped up for how the alternate history would look like if a certain country would avoid their mistakes. Though he knew the features he still began to read the manual while walking down the road. 

'Live the gaming life! Lead your country to the glory in world war 2! A super AI to hook you up with history! Live your life as in-game leaders and face the difficulties they faced by entering the game.'

"AI has definitely improved from the videos I have watched online. The cover says about the timestamp of January 1919 till December 1945." With a confident look on his face, "I will definitely become the 13th guy in the world to complete this game with a successful story ending. M-rated game! Guess I can't introduce this game to my students." 

While walking down the footpath of a one-way road, he realised that a kid jumped over the barricades in front of him to get the ball. He realised a big honk in the distance. The car was in full speed approaching the boy. Without a second thought, Vaibhav jumped over the fence of the road. He dived and pushed the kid forward. 

"Ow ow ow! What is this pain?" said Vaibhav who was touching his lower abdomen area. To his surprise he found himself sitting on a chair in the darkness that covered the entire room with a bright light on him. A chair was next to him where an old man with a shaggy white beard and white clothes was sitting. He had a faint smile while brushing his shaggy beard. 

(What is this? Where am I? Why is that creep staring me down?) Vaibhav was having a hard time in his thoughts. 

He mustered up some courage and asked in slight fear thinking he was kidnapped or something "Who are you?" 

Vaibhav was looking for some clue in the room if at all so that he could contact someone if he got a chance. The old man interrupted him and in a low pitch soothing voice he said "You are in the afterlife." 

The statement caught Vaibhav off-guard. "(Wtf?) What do you mean? If this is some kind of joke, it's not funny. And where is my VR set?"

"Do you remember getting hit by a speeding car?"

"(Now that you mention it) What the? At least is that kid ok?"

"Well, he is fine with some minor injuries."

"That's a relief. But if this is an afterlife then don't tell me you are the god?" asked Vaibhav with a sour mouth. Vaibhav was an atheist since his childhood as he blamed the loss of his parents on the god.

"Yes, you can call me a god but my job isn't to provide living beings with happiness but to provide them with an afterlife."

Vaibhav smirked thinking (What difference does it make? Wait a second... So isekai thing is legit? Am I gonna be a protagonist with a big harem like Kirito or Kazuma or others?).

The old man chuckled "Don't run your imaginations so high! There are no such things which you are thinking about."  

With a slight embarrassment, Vaibhav asked "So... what am I... going to do now?"

"I present you with two options. Either you born in some new world or you end your cycle and achieve peace and you will never feel anything or express anything. This state I call it the 'Moksha'. Quiet neat right?"    

"No Heaven or Hell?"

"No there is no such things."

"Quick question! You said I got a choice to be born in a 'New World'? You mean other than Earth?"

"Earth is not the only one with life and nor is it the first one." 

Vaibhav was amused by the old man's response to having an entirely different race than humans. For the first time in his life, he was happy that there was a god. With a smile on his face, he asked "Is there any magical world?" 

Vaibhav was continuously thinking about living the dream of isekai life that he had seen in the anime and novels.

"This isn't a light novel but a real world. As you died in doing something heroic you are getting your own choice for a new birthplace. Others don't get this type of freedom and they are randomly selected for their new birthplaces. So make it meaningful and be realistic cause magic doesn't exist in the real world." 

"Ok, you recommend me one."

A 26-year-old guy gets reincarnated into other world as a prince. He learns the way of hard life as a prince as he battles his siblings for the throne...

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