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Hadrian Black insipidly sat there as he watched his fellow heirs and heiresses sit in one of the closed-off rooms in the dungeons. 

This room was only ever used by the Slytherins when they wanted all political hiers to come together and discuss something. 

 This room wasn't used often and it also had another name to it which was only ever said in frantic whispers. It was called 'The Slytherin King's Court'. 

Though there was a strictly followed hierarchy in the house, any of these teens could cause enough panic in the outer world if they so much as flexed their muscles or stomped their feet. 

Therefore, in here, the heirs could be said to be participating in a mini Wizengamot, all on its own.

This meeting had been jointly called by him and Malfoy and Harry knew that the only reason these children had agreed to come and the current Slytherin Court had agreed to the usage of this room was because he had mistakenly stepped into the minefield of running for the position of the next Slytherin King. 

He and Abraxas had discussed the issue of him coming to Riddle's rescue on All Hallow's Eve and decided that the only way to offset the damage was if they showed a united front. 

After all, these teens might not be able to do much to them inside Hogwarts, but the same couldn't be said of their parents - who wouldn't mind taking a bite off the Blacks and Malfoys. 

Hence the joint invitation and all this politicking. They could simply use this to show that there weren't any fractures between their alliance and could also use this meeting as a pretext to stifle others who had designs on them. 

Reginald Greengrass was the first one to start. 

"Hier Black, we all know that you have called this meeting for a specific reason and everyone has been making small talk until now. But some of us are weary of that. So, mind telling us what is the purpose of this meeting?" 

Harry watched with rising amusement as everyone present tried to deduce his reasons for the meeting from his facial expressions or body language. 

Really.

If these teens were a decade or so older and placed in a muggle political situation, they would run circles around more than half of Britain's finest no-maj heavy-weight politicians. 

He had come prepared to deal with the future major players in the wizarding world, but the meeting was altogether a new experience for him.

In the past lifetime, he had been left with precious few friends who had visited him infrequently. All his genuine knowledge about magic and Magical Britannia had come from listening to them or from the books they had recommended. 

He had never even wondered what he would be sitting in what could be dubbed as his first official meeting for the running of the position of King for a house which he had detested for as long as he had studied at Hogwarts.

Life sure gave him a curveball. 

But since things had already come to this point, he might as well use the power and connections at his disposal, to further his own agenda than let anybody else get a head start over him.

Standing up from his armchair, he walked a few steps away from everyone and then with a spell revealed a blackboard he had already prepared. 

The board had the headlines of major newspapers around the world - the words screaming about imminent war and the casualties suffered every day. 

Harry turned towards his peers and pointed out, "We all see or hear these news daily but they don't seem impactful all on their own. However, when you look at them together and think of the bigger picture, what do these headlines tell us all?" 

The lower years didn't seem to understand the hint behind his words but the heirs from the fifth year and above watched him with thoughtful crowd marring theirs faces. 

Each headline hinted at a guerrilla-style warfare tactic employed by Grindewald's Acolytes and each skirmish - whether big or small, was severe in its own way. 

Some involved a handful of wizards and witches getting incapacitated in some permanent way and some involved entire wizarding villages being razed to the ground. 

Yet, some others hinted at mindless scares while others were from skirmishes when the Acolytes had gone to have their fun in the muggle world. 

In general, an everyday wizard might think that the skirmishes between the Acolytes and the other magicals were the worst of the lot. 

But in this room, where most of them adhered to Lady Magic and performed the various pagan rituals, knew that the worst were the ones where the Acolytes spread terror in the muggle world. 

This wasn't an alarmist's talk. This was serious. 

On an instinctive level, magicals would always have the upper hand over their muggle counterparts.

But the problem began when the knowledge of a hidden world was leaked to more than a select few. 

The muggles discriminated against their own on the basis of caste, creed, religion and even skin colour. 

How would they react when they realised that there was an entire society hidden from them that were virtually gods? 

The magicals could do things that their own science and technology couldn't explain. If it was a benign muggle, he or she night treats the magicals as a sideshow attraction and forget about in the grander scheme of things. 

However, with the muggles gearing up and fighting their own grand scale war, wouldn't it be a miracle if they found people who had superhuman abilities? 

In such a scenario, if the magicals agreed then,  the powerful ones could be used by the muggle authorities as war generals - to direct the flow of war and the lesser ones would be used as meat shields. 

Still, why would the magicals bother about people whom they viewed as lesser humans? Why would they leave their heritage and culture behind to fight a war that was of no consequences to them on a personal level? 

One also shouldn't forget that the top brass of the muggle governments knew about the magical world. 

So, in a situation where thousands of their own countrymen were dying daily, what would the government's response be? 

Would they still be polite to the magicals on account of the fact that they had the upper hand?

Wouldn't a cornered beast on its last leg fight desperately to get a chance of living through the tragedy? 

If it was only that, the magicals could certainly place all their immovable property under Fidelius Charms and be done with the lot - since nobody could ever find a place under a Fidelius until they had the secret keeper's cooperation. 

However, there was another aspect that none of the pure blood's could ignore. 

First, many of the unmentionable squibs of their lines were living incognito in the muggle world and even if the purebloods had not shown them an ounce of care, they were still family.

And for a pureblood, the creed 'Magic first, family second and faith third' had a poignant meaning and was followed religiously. 

This was the reason why most pure blood's agreed to a betrothal set by their parents because it might just benefit their magic and in turn, help the next generation of the family. 

Secondly, the muggleborns. 

Even if they were detested for their misconceptions and know it all attitude, nobody could deny that they were an integral part of the system. 

Even if the purebloods spouted off the rhetoric about blood purity and mudbloods and blood traitors, they couldn't deny the fact that the muggleborns were like a cog in the machinery. An unattractive but a necessary part that could be better used if polished off properly. 

The MoM and the intelligent magicals wouldn't cut themselves off from that source. 

So, in a situation where the magicals refused to help their counterparts, the muggle authorities would certainly look and find these children who hadn't learned the difference between directed chaos magic and an accidental one. 

And since they had already been refused aid, the muggles could either take this bountiful source of supernatural abilities as their hostage in exchange for help from the magicals or the so-called 'progressive thinkers' would suggest conducting experiments on the innocent children. 

After all, the human heart knew no bounds and greed resided in the darkest corners of each person - whether magical or muggle. 

Who wouldn't want such power at their own fingertips?

Two boys study at Hogwarts, grow powerful beyond the realms of a Light Lord, a Dark Lord or a Grey Lord.

They wage war - against others at the expense of each other.

They play the games of intrigue and politics.

They learn about their true place in the grand scheme of things.

Get torn apart and are still brought together at the whims of Death, Fate and Love. 

The cycle continues again and again.

After all, who said Horcruxes were the only way to live forever?

The whole debacle started with a wand.

A wand with a brother - shared twin wand cores from an Immortal Phoenix.

The Holly represented luck, prosperity and protection whereas the Yew represented power over life and death. 

The two people who wielded the respective wands were destined to cross paths due to a prophecy and one of them was supposed to perish the other or die trying.

However, one of them made the other a container of his soul for close to two decades.

When you mix brother wands, a Prophecy, a Horcrux and a see of otherworldly entities - muddle-headed Morpheus, giddy Love, fickle Fate and a morbid Death - is it really such a surprise that the boys ended up entwined even in death and another timeline?


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It was very late at night.
When Lu Ming arrived home, Xiaobai was sleepy-eyed and waiting for him.
"You're not asleep yet?" Lu Ming asked.
"Waiting for you."
Casting a suspicious gaze on Lu Ming, Xiaobai got closer to him and sniffed. Her nose instantly wrinkled. "Master, you smell awful."
"Uh."
Lu Ming scratched his head. This was most probably the smell of the smoke and dust from the cemetery?
"It's alright."
He waved his hands.
"That won't do."
Xiaobai pushed Lu Ming into the bathroom. "Quickly go and bathe!"
"Alright."
Lu Ming could only smile bitterly.
Xiaobai was normally very obedient but she could be a little stubborn at times. Lu Ming did not mind too. He simply had a great bath.
After he finished bathing. Xiaobai had already fallen asleep while sitting.
"This child…""
Smiling, Lu Ming carried Xiaobai to the bed before he went to rest.
He did not stay up late to study the cards today. Although the card that Chu Xiao gave him might be very useful, he did not want to wake Xiaobai up with the noises.
At night.
Time quietly passed.
The next day.
When Lu Ming woke up early in the morning, he heard that something major happened last night.
A group of drug traffickers was passing through the cemetery to buy drugs when they encountered the supernatural. For the sake of their personal safety, the first thing that they decided to do was to call the police.
Lu Ming, "o(╯□╰)o"
What else could he say?
In the past, he had heard of a case of drug traffickers calling the police in a fit of anger after being cheated in a deal. He thought that this was already amazing enough. He did not expect to hear something even more amazing now.
This boundless world has all kinds of strange things!
After breakfast.
Lu Ming then fished out the card given to him by Chu Xiao.
Well…
This was certainly a one-star card.
However…
Lu Ming felt that something was not quite right when he looked at this seemingly ordinary one-star card. Chu Xiao was very solemn and serious when he gave him the card.
Well…
"Shall I try sealing it?"
Lu Ming felt energized.
He took out the Original Card and aimed it at the card from Chu Xiao.
Buzz—
A green light surrounded the card and dissipated into countless green particles.
Wait a minute…
Lu Ming widened his eyes!
Green?
It was green?!
Something was not right!
Didn't cards typically dissipate into energy from white particles? Since when did green fluorescent lights appear upon the release of a card? This ability…
Lu Ming suddenly realized what it was.
He began to browse the discussion forums on techniques and searched for the information related to green fluorescent lights. After going through dozens of useless crap, he finally found something that he wanted to see.
Advanced ability!
Green fluorescent light!
"Advancement?"
Lu Ming took a deep breath.
He knew about advanced abilities.
In the past, the Energy Shield cast by Fu Hongming turned into an Energy Mecha due to advanced ability. It was very powerful and even the Teacher An duo was not its match!
Hence, the power of advanced ability was far from ordinary.
However…
Lu Ming had never thought of that…
The advanced ability sealed in the card could actually be transformed! Due to the high density of energy condensation, it could even cause the particles to emanate green fluorescent lights!
This was entirely different from what he had imagined.
He had to know…
Initially, he had thought that after the Energy Armor was sealed, it would still be an Energy Armor Card. Judging from this, this ability of Fu Hongming, after being sealed, would also become an Energy Armor (Advanced) Card!
"Advanced ability…"
Lu Ming browsed the web for more its related knowledge and information.
The so-called advanced ability referred to the transformation of the basic ability! In addition, the so-called advanced typically meant surpassing the previous level by another level!
Theoretically, an Advanced Card held by a one-star cultivator could compete with an ordinary two-star card!
Advanced Card was much more powerful than ordinary cards. It could be even stronger than higher-star cards due to its great power and also ultra-low energy depletion rate!
This point was critical.
And now…
Lu Ming only had one Advanced Card, which was the gift from Chu Xiao, in his hands.
"Phew—"
Lu Ming took a deep breath.
The appearance of the advanced card had opened new doors for him.
He started to check for related information. Under normal circumstances, only four-star and above Card Creators would come into contact with these kind of things… However, now…
He had come into contact with it.
It was akin to school.
When one first learned mathematics, one would be aware that there were more mathematics knowledge to be picked up in university. However, how many people out there knew the content of the mathematics syllabus in university?
Euclidean space?
Hilbert space?
Coordinate transformation and base conversion?
…
No.
One was not aware.
One might not know of them even after graduation.
And now…
Lu Ming was in a predicament.
Through his shabby knowledge, he conscientiously searched for related information on the topic and finally found a list of recommended books on foundational knowledge.
Well…
"Related Knowledge and Thesis on Card Hierarchy Theory", ten thousand yuan.
This was one of the books in the wide knowledge literature collection of the Card Creators Association. Lu Ming glanced at the price and decided to buy it without hesitation.
Hierarchy…
Sealing…
Advancement?
That's right.
Card Creators also had advancement techniques!
If Card Creators only had the basic sealing ability, how could they possibly develop into such powerful characters?
In the book, Lu Ming read that a powerful Card Creator could even transform an ordinary technique card into a powerful advanced card!
It was simply amazing and powerful!
Of course.
In this book, whether a Beginner Card Creator, Intermediate Card Creator or Advanced Card Creator… They were all in the process of picking up new techniques constantly. All were at their most basic levels.
Lu Ming was speechless.
After conscientiously reading this book, he realized that he had been too complacent.
He even dared to read these kind of books now!
Of course.
This book was all about theories.
It did not include the technical aspect. It was solely to widen Lu Ming's knowledge.
It turned out that…
This was what a real Card Creator was about!
Of course.
After digesting this information, Lu Ming's gaze landed on the card in his hands again.
Advancement, surmounting levels… Lu Ming did not know much about these techniques. Most likely, he was not qualified to learn them too. He would rather focus on studying this card. 
It had turned green and also become more powerful.
"Chu Xiao asked me to investigate his past?"
Lu Ming thought about it.
Could he find out about this ability from his past?
Lu Ming then browsed the Internet and was instantly stunned. Due to Chu Xiao's special status, information on the few abilities of Chu Xiao was actually available on the web! 
What was Chu Xiao's profession?
A unique Elementalist!
The so-called 'unique' referred to niche professions that could not even be classified into an occupation group. They were thus categorized as 'unique'.
Chu Xiao's ability was Isolation Film. 
The effect…
Well…
It shielded blue light, radiation and prevented fingerprints.
Yes.
In his teens, he provided services for pasting screen protectors or films on electronic devices at the school entrance. He would summon the Isolation Film and then paste it on the devices for hard-earned money.
He had been in this line of work for several years until the day where his ability advanced!
The Film Magic evolved.
It not only isolated blue light and radiation but also a very powerful thing.
Hence…
Using his advanced ability, Chu Xiao studied and invented a series of abilities. He had become increasingly powerful ever since. His combat ability was frightening!
Magic Film!
He summoned a real tempered film in the air that could block the attacks of magic.
Defense Film!
It could cover any part of the body with a layer of thin-film and stop all breath, aura, and ability from getting out. 
Suffocation Film!
It could simply mask the enemy's face; the top choice of a sadomasochist.
Cloaking Film!
It enabled lights to penetrate and cover oneself to become invisible.
…
Wait a minute.
Lu Ming was amazed.
This was very powerful!
This was his first thought.
This was so frugal!
This was his second thought. With this ability, one could even save on condoms… 
He was good.
Lu Ming took his hat off.
It was no wonder Chu Xiao asked him to browse the Internet. Look, his history said it all.
Therefore…
Lu Ming glanced at the card in his hands.
The card given to him by Chu Xiao was his most basic Isolation Film?
What did he mean?
Lu Ming was a little puzzled. Did he want him to provide screen protector pasting services or sell condoms?
Well…
This was something worth pondering.


The Card Creator is a very ordinary profession. Simply put, the incumbent seals various kinds of abilities, illusions, images and so on in blank cards for convenience of use.
Lu Ming, who initially planned to lead an idle life, had a not-so-boring dream now — He hopes to seal the entire world in the cards.
One still needed to have dreams. What if you could realize them?

Five years have passed ever since Alexandra woke up in this world as a newborn baby. She can already walk and talk. She learned that this world's language and system of writing and reading was the same as the previous world she lived in, however, it was hard to learn and when Alexandra tried to write (Her handwriting was messy and she held the pencil the wrong way) and read, the maids were shocked especially, Diana. An average kid would learn how to write and read at the age of 7-8 but Alexandra already learned how to without someone teaching her.



"Who taught you how to write and read, young miss?" Hannah, one of the maids asked out of curiosity as she stared at the paper with Alexandra's messy handwriting on it. Diana stared at her, waiting for her to answer as well as the other maids. Alexandra panicked and screamed inside her mind as the palm of her hands' sweat and only thought of one thing that could be the only acceptable reason, "Books!" She wished that she didn't t do that.



"Well, that's true. I would sometimes read her a book while showing her pictures. I would sometimes leave my book in this room and maybe Alexandra learned through it." Diana stated and nodded repeatedly while she held her chin with the use of her thumb and index finger. Therese, another maid who was close with Alexandra replied while thinking, "Well that's true that she can learn through books but Diana, the books you read are confusing and have these words which I can't understand. An average kid needs someone to teach him or her" Diana just giggled and pinched Alexandra's cheeks as she looked at her and smiled sweetly.



"Well, she's no average kid. She's the daughter of an emperor, she comes from a powerful bloodline and even though she can't inherit their powerful abilities and magic, she can inherit their intelligence." Diana said which all the maids agreed in. That's where they decided to teach Alexandra some things she might need when growing up. And that's where the discussion end.



"Young Miss" A familiar voice called out to her name interrupting her while she was reading a book. Alexandra turned her head, her platinum-white hair (which was a common trait for the Everlys) swaying at the process, and met Diana's green eyes. "What are you doing here all alone?" Diana asked as she walked towards Alexandra sitting on a white chair with a round glass table and an empty chair in front of her underneath a tree which protected her from the sun's heat and UV rays. "I was reading a book!" Alexandra answered in a cheerful tone as she smiled widely at the approaching maid. "Really? What kind of book?" Diana said and stood beside her, slightly bending down to see the content of the book.



"Frederick Lowell's Ques Memorios!" Diana almost chocked when she heard that book's title. "B-But that's in Griyel language! We've only taught you Wistelia and Leenaria and besides that is a book for teens and adults" Diana, with a shocked and confused face, said. Alexandra just giggled, "Hannah and Daisy taught me how to and they recommended me to read this book to understand the language more." Alexandra was like an adult in a child's body, well that's true. Alexandra was just 18 years old when she died from that crash. (Note: Those languages and words are invented by me)



Diana just sighed and rubbed her forehead. "I see…" Was the only thing Diana could say. Diana thought that Alexandra was an amazing child, she was no doubt an Everly. Alexandra was a well-behaved and cheerful child from the start, how dare someone called her a curse when she was an angel. "You can leave me here, you still have many things to do," Alexandra said in a sweet tone and glanced up at Diana with a cute smile on her face. Diana felt a pang on her chest, it feels like an arrow just went straight to her heart. Alexandra's cuteness and smile was the maids' favorite.



"Blessings for the Queenilia Empire." Diana bowed and turned her heel around and walked away heading back towards the palace. Alexandra looked back at her book and heaved a sigh before she read once again.



For she sought for true love,
even when he was at her side,
shattered his heart into million pieces,
never to be fixed again.



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Alexandra was in her room, sitting on the couch while she thought of some things. For the past years, she slowly learned what kind of world she lived in and is slowly accepting the reality she is in now. This world is filled with magic and unexpected things. People are born with magic either weak or strong. However, she doesn't know how to use magic just like others, even Diana can do it. She heaved a sigh and leaned her body sideways which caused her head to fall on the soft pillow. The only thing she did was to read history books and gain knowledge about this world while she learned some things from the maids. She doesn't even know what to do and she's bored reading all of those books from the palace's library. She was still a child, a 5-year-old child, why must she go through all this.



A sudden knock at the door interrupted her train of thoughts. "It's me, Diana. I'm coming in!" And the door was gently swung open revealing Diana with a tray of food for her dinner. Alexandra met eyes with Diana who smiled sweetly at her as she placed the bowl of food down. "I made your favorite soup," Diana said and stood still while hugging the tray against her chest. "Thank you," Alexandra said and took the spoon and tasted the soup. "Delicious!" Alexandra said making Diana giggle, "I'm glad you liked it, Alexandra." The sudden call of her first name by Diana shocked her. Diana always called her 'Young Miss' but she called her this time using her first name. Diana was also shocked and she immediately blushed because of embarrassment. "I-I'm sorry, young miss! It suddenly slipped off my tongue, I just had the urge to call you by your first name!" Diana stuttered and blushed more. How could she call someone with a higher status than hers with the use of her first name?




Alexandra shook her head and replied in a sweet and happy tone, "It's fine, it's fine. You don't need to apologize and besides it's not bad to call me by my name. You can call me Alexandra if you want!" Alexandra showed her a cute smile after saying those and Diana can't help but smile. "Yes!" She answered.

When Alexandra opened her eyes, she suddenly became a princess?!


She was hit by a truck and born once again as a baby, aside from that, she can remember her previous life.


But she wasn't like the other princess who gets to be with their family. She was a princess yet to be announced and being observed. She was born in a supposedly all-males only bloodline and they think she was a curse or bad luck. Her brothers and father hated her.


Out of all things in her life, she never expected this to happen.


Watch Alexandra as she conquers the heart of her brothers and softens the stone heart of the emperor with her charm and go through the journey of her new life as she slowly uncovered and revealed everything.

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"What did I ever do wrong in my past life?!"


"Everything." He answered.


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The academy library was only a short walk away and was quite close to the Elder's Building. The library building from the outside was only a small single storied building and no one will be able to guess that the building holds one of Asia's largest libraries. On the inside, the buildings show its true colours. Instead of a single floor, there were 10 different floors with each floor having a size similar to a football field. It could be said that this library was more than 10 times larger than the Hogwarts library.

This fact is not too surprising. Unlike Britain in which only a single language is used for all purposes, Magical India had more than 15 different official languages due to different tribe's having their very own language. Books written in all these languages were present inside this library. 

One thing I was thankful for in India was that despite there being so many languages, all the spells were in one language, Sanskrit. If every tribe used and taught their own version of spells in their native language, then having an academy will have no meaning. Each elder will teach in his/her language and due to this, the only people who will sign up for their classes will be their own tribe members since no one will be interested in learning a different language just to learn from the elder. If this was going to be the case, then the Elder could have conducted the class in his tribe itself.

Of the more than 15 languages here, I knew only English and Hindi. So I could read only the books in these two languages. The first two floors had only Hindi books while the English book filled a small part of the 10 floor. English was not a common used language here. I had only some average fluency in Hindi so I will have to improve my proficiency in it if I want to make good use of all these books. 

The third and fourth floors had books written in Sanskrit language and I will have to learn the language sometime soon in the future to make my learning process here faster. The language was not commonly spoken in the present era but most of the old and informative books were written in the Sanskrit  language and if I wanted to read and learn from them, I will have to learn language.

Much to my disappointment there was no easy way to solve this problem since there were no magical translators or spells that I could use to translate these books into English. People in India had tried very hard to make this possible over the years but they had failed miserably. I too felt that such a thing was impossible since different languages did not follow a pattern that could be used to magically translate it. Languages did not follow rules and were made by old people on a whim according to their needs.

The people here did invent a spell to make learning language easier though which I am going to make good use of. The spell will make it possible for me to completely learn a language in a month. All I had to do was memorise some books that came recommended with the spell and it will allow me to learn the language quickly. I am planning to use it to perfect my Hindi first and then learn Sanskrit. I did not plan to learn any other Indian language.

The library was huge and I already had a list of books that were recommended to me today that I had to read. I did not have time to waste since I had a deadline which I had to keep. I did not have too much time to waste.

Before going to the Healer section, I decided to visit the English section first since I wanted to see what was available in there. Also it was the language I was most comfortable with in this library. 

To get to the 10th floor, the people here had invented a magical variant of lift. It was a levitating disk on a platform which would follow my command in a way similar to that of a broom and take me to my floor. I liked the idea so much that I wanted to replicate this type of lift in my black castle. I planned on completely renovating the Black castle and this lift was added to the list of changes I wanted to make.

On the 10th floor, the English section was easy to find. The section consisted of 15 large bookshelves filled to the brim with books. This was a small number when compared to the even the Hogwarts library except that the books here were priceless. On glancing through the books, I found that the collection did not have any new books but instead every one of the books was an antique and were more than a 100 years old. Some were even more than 700 years old. Even my black library did not have these book and I wondered where the academy got them from.

The books were calling for me to read them but I controlled myself and went towards the Healer section of the library. I badly wanted to start reading the books but I knew that I had no time for them currently. I could come back here after 3 days and start reading them.

The Healer section on the second was huge with more than 30 bookshelves. I quickly found the books on my list and went towards the Duelling section which was on the same floor. It was not too big just 7 book shelves and I easily found the books recommended to me by Elder Akash. I also checked out the book which will allow me to improve my fluency in Hindi.

The checkout system here was quite unique. First of all, all the books in the library were warded to protect from damage and making copies. At the checkout counter I had to specify the number of days I needed a book. The books had another set of runes that were then programmed in such a way that when the rental period ended, the book will be automatically returned to its original location in the library. The books will also return to the library of I take it outside the academy boundary. I was very impressed by this system.

After checking out the books for 3 days, I left the library as it was time for my next class. The mage sight tutoring with Elder Nainesh. 

When I entered his room he was very excited to start teaching me. I learn the reason for it later during the class. It was due to the fact that my mage sight was different from his and he wanted to compare both and conduct experiments. The main difference was that my mage sight only showed a slight glow in my eyes when activated which his not noticeable while his and his tribes mage sight had tell tale sign when activated. His eyes started twinkling like Dumbledore's glasses when mage sight was activated so he couldn't discreetly use the sight like I always did.

The class was very productive. The method to toggle between different modes was controlling the amount of magic that I sent into my eyes. For the seeing through walls effect I had to rotate my the magic around my eyes. The amount of magic in the eyes and my control in rotating it perfect decided the distance I could see and what I could see.

It was difficult to do since I had not practiced controlling the amount of magic that I could send to my eyes ever in my life. For the first class I did just that. Controlling the magic. By the end of the class I had gotten a slight hang of the method and I could toggle between the modes just for a short few seconds before I lost control. I was sure I could perfect this in a weeks time.

After that productive one hour class, I went back to my room. It was time for me to start reading those books since time was tight. After conjuring a table and a chair, I started reading, beginning with the language book so that my later reading will be quicker.

Disclaimer - I do not own the characters and the plot of the Harry Potter Universe.

A guy from our universe gets reborn into the Harry Potter universe. Read to find out how he takes advantage of his prophetic knowledge and lives his new life.

Alternate Universe so avoid reading if you like your canon characters and don't want to see theit evil side.

P.S. This is my first time writing a novel/fanfic.

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Danzhou Harbor lay to the east of the state of Qing, near the sea. Since the recent completion of the ports in the South, and with the sea route to the West that was opened up early on, the state’s center of trade had moved south. As a result, Danzhou Harbor was gradually forgotten. The formerly bustling port had quieted down years ago.
Seagulls flew freely, no longer harassed by annoying sailors.
The local residents of Danzhou Harbor, on the other hand, had not experienced much change in their lives. Although their income had decreased, the emperor had been exempting them from paying taxes for years, and they continued to lead comfortable lives. Not to mention that the seaport was very beautiful and, now quiet, it naturally became more livable.
Once in a while, some big name would come to Danzhou Harbor and build a manor.
However, as it was so far from the imperial capital, few of the officials really settled down there. Perhaps only the old lady who lived in the house to the west of the city could be counted as one.
It was said that the old lady was the mother of Count Sinan, and moved to Danzhou Harbor in her retirement. Everyone in the city knew that Count Sinan was favored by His Majesty. He was never dispatched in accordance with normal practice, but stayed in the imperial capital and worked with the Treasury Department. So, most residents showed sufficient politeness and respect to the house.
Children, however, did not understand these things.
It was a sunny day. The adults were sitting in the pub, enjoying the salty moisture carried in by the sea breeze, eating brined plums and drinking liquor from goblets.
A crowd of teenagers surrounded the stone steps outside the back door of Count Sinan’s estate in the western part of the city.
Approaching them, a funny scene would be revealed, as the teens were listening to a small kid of four or five years old. 
The small boy was adorable, with eyebrows that seemed painted on and a pair of bright eyes. Though his voice was childish, the tone of his speech was as mature as an adult.
Heaving a sigh, he made a gesture with his small arms and continued, "Truman walked toward the wall and found a ladder. He climbed the ladder, step by step, and found a door. He pushed the door open and went out...."
 "And then?"
"And then? Then...he was free again," the small kid pouted, appearing impatient that the teens would ask such a basic question.
"You must be kidding? Why didn’t he...that Chris...."
 "Christof," interrupted another teen.
"Yes. Why didn’t Truman beat up Christof to vent his anger? He had been imprisoned for years."
The small kid shrugged and said, "No."
"Hush! So boring. Young Master Fan Xian, today’s story is not as interesting as the one from a couple days ago."
"Then, what kind of stories do you like?"
"An Ethereal Journey."
"A Great Epic."
"Hush!" said the small kid called Fan Xian, extending his middle finger at the bigger teens around him. He admonished, "Fighting and killing are unhealthy, digging all over for treasure makes nature unwell."
Suddenly, a furious shout came from the courtyard, "Young master, where are you!?"
Imitating his gesture, all the teens flashed their middle fingers, a most spectacular sight because of the large number of kids. They made a collective "Hush!" and ran away with laughter.
The small child, Fan Xian, stood up from the stone steps, patted the dust off his rear, turned around, and ran into the courtyard. Before he closed the door, he glanced with his clever eyes at the young, blind boss of the grocery store across from the house, displaying a complexity of emotion that did not match his age. He then gently closed the door.
 
It had been four years since Fan Shen had come to this world. During that time, he gradually came to the realization that he was not dreaming. He truly did arrive in an unknown world. In some ways, this world appeared the same as the one he remembered, but in others, it was not the same at all.
Overhearing the gossip of the servants in the count estate, he had finally deciphered his identity. He was the bastard son of the capital’s Count Sinan.
In stereotypical stories of rich and powerful families, a bastard son was easily hated and persecuted by the wife and concubines. His honorable father, who had no real power, seems to have had only one son. To carry on the family lineage, Fan Shen was sent to Danzhou Harbor, far away from the capital.
Over the years, he had become accustomed to his identity. Still, the soul of an adult trapped in the body of a child has to withstand experiences completely different both physically and psychologically. A normal person would probably go insane. Luckily, in his previous life, Fan Shen was bedridden for many years due to a neuromuscular disease called myasthenia gravis. Compared with his miserable former life, the slight difficulty in moving now was nothing at all. Though living in the body of a child, he had adapted well to his current life. 
What he was most unaccustomed to was his name. At the age of one, the Count sent a letter and gave him the name Fan Xian and the style name Anzhi.
It was not a good name. In the dialect of his hometown, it sounded like a curse, meaning "freak."
His form being that of a mere baby at the time, he had no way to express his opposition using words.
At the start of his hospital treatment in his former life, Fan Shen could move his head. He often begged the cute nurse to buy him pirated DVDs and books.
Living in the Count’s home, he learned that the Countess was a kind woman with a reputation for coldness. In fact, she cared for Fan Xian very much. The servants never treated him differently for being born a bastard. However, he was still upset because he could not communicate with anyone.
How could he tell the servant girls that he came from another world? How could he tell his teacher that he could read every character in his books?
So, he often snuck out the side door to play with the non-royal children. Much of the time, he regaled them with stories from the movies and novels of his homeworld.
It seemed that he wanted to remind himself of something. He wanted to remind himself that he did not belong to this world. In the other world, he had movies, Internet and porn.
He didn’t know why he told the kids about The Truman Show today. With its unsuspecting plot and without the charming Jim Carrey, he should have known that the youth of Danzhou Harbor would not like it at all.
But he told the story anyway.
Deep in his heart, he felt his situation to be ridiculous—why would he suddenly, so close to death, be reborn in this new body? He couldn’t help but think of that movie...maybe the people on the streets and the seagulls in the sky were props?
Just like The Truman Show.
Truman finally realized that his reality was fake. He resolutely sailed until his boat punctured the wall of the dome, and he found an exit door.
But Fan Shen—no, Fan Xian—knew that he was not Truman. This world was real, not some huge movie set.
So he found himself telling stories every day to remind himself that he belonged to another world. How ridiculous it all was!


A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants.
Thanks to one small act of kindness,
by providence she comes across a grateful friend;
Fortunate that her mother,
has done an unperceived good deed….

Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor…
Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road?

Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom.
Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost,
a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning.
Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.


Zhang Zian was busy the whole day and now it was almost time for him to go to bed. 
Zhang Zian had been exhausted throughout the day, but now that he knew the elves' lives could be extended, his tiredness vanished completely. However, he hadn't told the news to Old Time Tea or the other elves yet. As Pi had said, it wasn't the right time. If he hastily told the news to everyone, they would be too expectful. The reality might be too disappointing. For that reason, they might as well not know about it in the first place. 
Even if the lifetime of the elves really could be extended infinitely, the elves had to go through an extremely difficult process to do so. Judging from Pi's stern expression as it read the untitled book, Zhang Zian figured that this may be his biggest challenge and trial since he downloaded the Pet Hunter game.
Although he couldn't understand the untitled book, whether it was the Hyperwebster Dictionary, The Book of Sand, or a fantasy book from another civilization in the universe, he was still very grateful for it. Without it, he wouldn't have found out about such reassuring and hopeful news.
The elves had fallen asleep, one after the other. Before going to sleep, Richard had been very active that night, as if everything put him in a good mood. Zhang Zian had to hang it upside down to calm it down. 
When everyone was in bed, Pi was still sitting in front of the computer, typing away.
"Pi, did the noise bother you?" Zhang Zian came over and asked. He knew how annoying Richard and Snowy Lionet were.
Pi shook its head no.
"Well, we're all going to bed now. Please go to sleep as soon as you finish writing." Zhang Zian brought over a small desk lamp. The lamp light was turned away from the bedroom, so it wouldn't affect anyone's sleeping.
He didn't plan on telling Pi what he was doing later, because he wasn't sure whether he would be successful or not. He didn't want Pi to be disappointed after giving it so much hope. 
Pi grinned and nodded.
Zhang Zian glanced at the elves again. After confirming that each elfin was in its correct place, he turned off the ceiling light. 
With the light from the desk lamp and his own nightlight, he laid on his bed and stared at the ceiling, listening to Pi type. He thought about the elves' lives for a while, and then thought about the situation of Uncle Li's diner. He tried to allow all of his thoughts to occupy his mind and keep himself from falling asleep.
About an hour later he heard a click, and the fan noise from the laptop disappeared. Pi turned off the desk lamp and the room grew darker. It climbed into the basket hammock chair to go to sleep.
Zhang Zian kept his eyes open for a while, and almost fell asleep. He pinched his thighs to keep himself awake. 
He looked up and guessed that Pi had already fallen asleep. Then, he grabbed his cell phone by his pillow and opened the Qidian app.
That day, as he watched Pi write, he had secretly browsed the Internet on his cell phone, trying to find out what the amazing reading lists were.
After he finished researching, he knew that reading lists were an important supplement to the Official Recommendation Spots from the Qidian website. A reading list was created by an individual, who would list his or her favorite books and the reasons why they would recommended those books on their list. If other readers agreed with the owner's suggestions, they would start following the creator of the list. The reading list owners were similar to bloggers who reviewed digital products on video websites, and the digital products recommended by bloggers tended to receive more attention. Some reading list owners even had tens of thousands of followers. 
After careful searching, Zhang Zian discovered that the reading list owners were roughly divided into two categories. One type introduced and reviewed each book in great length, while the other kind of reading list owners introduced each book with only one sentence. The former type attracted much more followers than the latter. After all, through the detailed evaluations and introductions, the readers could tell that the reading list owners had put in a lot of work into every book. 
That day, he had mentally noted the reading list owners' IDs who wrote long book reviews and then went to the comment sections of their lists. He first ruled out the most popular reading list owners, because in their comment sections, numerous authors or authors who pretended to be readers were promoting their own books. Those reading list owners wouldn't be able to read all the books being recommended to them, even if they tried to read 24 hours a day.
As for the reading list owners that attracted fewer followers, their comment sections were basically empty. It wouldn't be helpful for Zhang Zian to advertise Pi's novel in those lists. 
After more research, he targeted a reading list owner who had the tenth most followers. The ID name of the reading list owner was Morning Gorilla Star, who was mentioned by the author of Diplomats of the Underworld. 
Morning Gorilla Star had written down his requirements about posting advertisements in his comment: Do not copy and paste your ads. I will promote urban novels that have no or only one female protagonist.
Zhang Zian felt relieved when he read these requirements. He was extremely popular with women, and many cute girls were desperately hoping to be his girlfriend. Pi had just hidden this fact while writing the novel based on the life in Zhang Zian's pet shop. Therefore, Pi's novel had managed to meet Morning Gorilla Star's requirements.
Advertising was like sending resumes to hiring managers. The key points of the novel must be written as concisely as possible. What was the highlight of Pi's novel? It certainly wasn't that the protagonist didn't have a girlfriend! 
He typed on his phone: Can I promote my own book? The title of the book is Pet King. The protagonist, who is the owner of a pet shop, downloads a game that can capture elves. Together with the elves, he witnesses the growth of the pet shop. There is no female protagonist in this book. 
He thought it over and added "Currently" in front of the sentence, "There is no female protagonist in this book." Then, he satisfyingly clicked the "Send" button.
After sending the message, Zhang Zian repeatedly refreshed the comment section and anxiously waited for a reply from the reading list owner, just like a job seeker who was constantly refreshing emails and nervously waiting for replies after sending out his resume. Zhang Zian had read the books recommended by Morning Gorilla Star, and all the books were well-written. Perhaps Morning Gorilla Star wouldn't think Pi's novel was good enough. However, Zhang Zian hoped that Morning Gorilla Star, who had read countless books, could at least tell him why Pi's novel failed to be recommended by him. In that case, Zhang Zian could help Pi revise the novel. Zhang Zian was acting like a job seeker who was close to starving to death and desperately needed a job, whatever the job was, to feed himself.
Since it was nearly one o'clock in the morning, the owner had probably gone to bed already. Watching his comment drowning in other comments from authors promoting their own books, Zhang Zian couldn't help but sigh in dismay.
Perhaps he sighed too loud, because Zhang Zian heard a squeaking sound come from the hammock chair. It sounded like Pi had turned over.
He locked his phone screen and waited a little longer. He didn't unlock his phone until there wasn't any more sounds coming from the chair.
What should he do?
He was very sleepy. Should he wait till the reading list owner woke up and try advertising again? 
No, he shouldn't wait. Tomorrow, Pi would receive its first Minor Recommendation Spot. If its novel failed to be ranked in the top three or top four spots, it might never have a chance to receive a recommendation again.
With that thought, he decided to advertise on another reading list. Advertising was just like begging, and as long as he could swallow his pride now, he would gradually become thick-skinned. 
This time, he lowered his expectations by moving his attention from the reading list owners with tens of thousands of followers to ones with hundreds of followers, hoping that some of them hadn't fallen asleep yet.
Zhang Zian noticed that there was one whose ID was Yang Chenkong. In his reading list, Yang Chenkong wrote reviews with thousands of words for each book and offered many thoughtful insights. However, Yang Chenkong only had a mere 3,000 followers. Would it really be useful to advertise in this list?
Zhang Zian desperately went to the comment section. To his surprise, he saw that this reading list owner was still online, discussing his opinions with his friends about a certain book. 
Zhang Zian hadn't read the book that they were talking about. However, from reading their conversation, Zhang Zian felt as if he had read it and learned about its successes and failures. From observing, Zhang Zian could tell that Yang Chenkong was very professional. 
For some reason, the comment section of his reading list was blank and had no advertisements. Zhang Zian chuckled to himself. He could take advantage of this rare opportunity to advertise. 
There were some basic rules of advertising for all reading lists. Unlike like people who put advertisements in bathrooms,  book-promoting advertisements couldn't be randomly posted. Each reading list owner had different requirements for advertisements. For example, Morning Gorilla Star had explicitly stated that he would only recommend novels with no or one female protagonist. Yang Chenkong, however, had a wide range of book choices. Except for supernatural novels, Yang Chenkong basically read every genre. 
However, the most difficult thing was that the list owner didn't specify which book genres he would recommend, and Zhang Zian didn't know how to cater to his preferences. After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Zian rewrote the message that he had sent to Morning Gorilla Star. He deleted the sentence "Currently, there is no female protagonist in this book." He added, "Feel free to read the sample chapters, but don't blame me if you're poisoned (Translator's Note: Read and Poison sound the same in Chinese)," hoping that his self-deprecating tone would draw Yang Chenkong's attention. 
After clicking "Send", he was too tired to repeatedly refresh the comment section as he did before. It was almost half past one in the morning, and he would need to get up early that day.
Putting down his cell phone, Zhang Zian lay down flat on the bed. Soon, he was half-awake and half-asleep, and he would completely fall asleep at any moment. 
In the darkness, Pi had been watching him the whole time. It had barely moved, except to slightly change its posture after its legs started to get numb.
Pi had always known about Zhang Zian's actions. It could tell from Zhang Zian's exhaustion. 
Since Zhang Zian was so tired, it wouldn't matter if he did these things later, right?
Pi opened its mouth and silently imitated the shape of someone saying "thank you."
What?
Zhang Zian thought he heard something. It seemed like someone was talking to him. He barely could open his eyes. His drowsiness was as heavy as a mountain, pressing down on his eyelids.
He looked around and found nothing out of the ordinary. He unlocked his phone screen and saw that it was past two in the morning. 
Since he hadn't logged out from the Qidian app yet, he clicked open Yang Chenkong's comment section, the second reading list owner he advertised on that night, hoping to find Yang Chenkong's review on Pi's novel. However, he found no review, and saw that the advertisement he had posted was gone.
No wonder the comment section was so empty. As it turned out, Yang Chenkong deleted all of the advertisements in his comment section. Zhang Zian's efforts were again all in vain. 
He couldn't keep his eyes open anymore. He shoved his cell phone under his pillow and fell asleep.


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

It was a sunny day in the city of Asten in the east of the Ashul Empire. The streets were bustling with activities as a sea of people was moving back and forth each person towards his destination. Some people could be seen going in some buildings on the side of the road while some people were coming out from them. Men and women, late teens, middle aged and old, tall and short, wide and slim could be seen in this lively city. Tall buildings and towers could be seen everywhere. This is Asten, one of the Ashul Empire biggest and richest cities. There are over ten millions of people living in this city of about fifty thousand kilometers square. This city holds the headquarters of three of the continent's biggest academies namely the Rainbow Academy which has existed since the founding of the Ashul Empire at the East, the Green World Academy which mainly accepts females at the West and the most prestigious and most recent of the lot, the Ashul Military Academy which has groomed countless experts in both the martial and medical areas in the North. Besides these three academies exist some smaller academies which are not to be neglected like the Asten Institute of Science and the School of Engineering.

 Rainbow Academy,
The Rainbow Academy is one of the most ancient schools in the Alandria Continent. It is said that it already existed before the great beast tide a few thousand years ago when mankind was for the first time confronted to the mutated beast. That battle shook the continent and mankind lost more than half of its population during that war. At the time, the Rainbow Academy was one of the first academies to find ways to fight mutated beast. They found that just as the beasts had evolved, thus had mankind. That's how martial arts which had been relegated to mere sports regained its long lost prestige. Alongside the martial arts, mankind discovered the way to make magic weapons, miracle medicines and mystic music. After decades of battle, both the human and the mutated beast which had already become demonic beasts made a truce. And the Rainbow academy was one of the main forces of mankind during that era which is why even after the years, even though the academy is dying, no one dares to offend its teachers and students as long as they are part of it.
Although the Rainbow Academy isn't what it used to be, one could still see by its sceneries its prestige. The surface occupied by the Rainbow Academy is as big as a city in one of those smaller countries thousands of years ago. Its gate was enormous with the words 'RAINBOW ACADEMY' cared on it in gold. Its roads were really broad, about forty meters wide. On the side of the road stood tall and large buildings. But if looked from above, one would find out that the grounds of the academy were full of trees and grasses.
In classroom in the Rainbow Academy, middle aged man was doing the raw call after ending his lesson.
"Jeremy Lin"
"Here!"
"Serge Skar"
"Here sir!"
"Raphael Lance"
"He is not in class sir" said a girl who is 13-14 years old with a black silver hair in a pigtail cut. She has a small and pretty face and her figure denoted and unveiled growth potential.
"where has he gone to again?" asked the teacher.
"Don't know. Probably the library" replied the girl looking at an empty seat beside her.
"That guy, if he has such time to spend in the library eh should focus on his training. With his potential I don't believe that he would still be at the Martial Disciple 9thlevel after four years…" said the teacher disappointingly. 
The man in question was actually busy reading a book. He was so focused that someone could easily come and still his purse on the table that he would not realize. On the tables and the floor around him were totally full of books, each thicker than the others. There was actually ten of such books on the floor and one could see that they had just been read by someone.
At that time, a group of students that was passing by noticed the engrossed Raphael a few steps away. Seeing how focused he was and the pile of books by his side, they were stunned. One of the students asked "Who is that guy? What a poser"
"yep! A real poser!" Replied one of his mates.
"is it a new way to hit on girls?" added another one.
"Silence! This is a Library!" asked a cold voice from behind them.
When the guys turned around to see who was asking, they were stunned. The one appearing behind them was a beautiful woman. She was brown skinned young woman seemingly in her late teens. She had black hair that rested in her slender shoulders. On her curvaceous body she was wearing a black female suit with high-heels shoes. The lot put together with her icy cold air on her face made her seems simply enchanting; if not for the plate of meals she was caring. Behind her were five other students, three boys and two girls holding a few dishes.
"Miss Michelle" said the students almost at the same time when they identified who the person was.
Michelle Aiden, the granddaughter of the Rainbow Academy's Dean Gordon Park, and a great genius. She is ranked in the top 10 experts below 30 in the Ashul Empire with a cultivation base at the 2ndlevel of the Martial Prince
Without a word she walked pass them followed by her crew. One of the boys behind her said while walking pass the crowd: "He is Raphael Lance" 
Hearing the name, all the students thought about someone. A legend which had shaken the whole city to the point that to everybody it was a myth: The Legendary bookworm. 
The group was shocked. They have heard about this legendary figure in the academy, just that they never believed those rumors to be true. 
Raphael Lance, a boy with the abilities to become a peerless genius in the martial way as he was born with great physical abilities and talent for the martial arts. It is said that when he was brought over by the Dean from the Dark demon Forest, he was seven years old and level 9 Martial Disciple already with a great battle power able of fighting opponents two-three levels higher than him. One has to know that most people only started training in the martial way at eight. While Raphael at that time was merely seven years old, yet had already trained to the peak of the first realm.  Although in the greater empires they wasn't a lack of geniuses who had cultivated to the peak of the Martial Disciple in a little bit more than a year, those geniuses usually came from those big families and were thus trained with the best resources, in the best environment by the best teachers. 
Compared to them, Raphael was definitely a commoner, at least before he was adopted by the Rainbow Academy's dean Gordon. But even then his talent was such that even with all those advantages, all those young geniuses from the great families were inferior to him at the same level. What was more shocking was that he had beat the crap out of a second layer Martial Master who had trained in high mortal grade martial arts in just three moves without any martial art.  
 But he became so engrossed in books that he forgot his training for four years. At the beginning the Dean thought that he was merely fooling around so he decided to probe him. Result, the Dean was scared off by the guy's deep theoretical foundation and exempted him from taking part in classes. He is such a bookworm that he often enters the library only to leave a few months later to go out to the forest for a month or two before going back straight to the library.
Now, it is said that only the Dean, Vice-Deans and some elders in the academy can match him in theoretical knowledge. Of course he still can't compare to the teachers because of his lack of experience. Rumour has it that he has already read hundreds if not thousands of books. All these had brought him the nickname 'Legendary Bookworm'.
A few meters away from them, Michelle was putting the plate on the table next to Raphael, who didn't seem to notice her. She stood for a while, looking at the young boy who was focused on the thick book opened before him. She then started collecting the books he had already read and put them back each in its place.
 

The story of Raphael Lance, an extremely talented and gifted young boy whose entire family's had been destroyed and who was raised by his mother. One day while he was playing in the woods, his spirit fused with a part of the Heaven's Library which holds the records of every single events that happened since the birth of the creation of the universe. Well, il held as it was destroyed during a war between angels and demons. The library fused in the form of a system which allows the already greatly talented to have deeper and better trainings. The only catch is that while other people have bottlenecks due to talent, ressources, or weak foundations, Raphael's "bottlenecks" are due to lack of knowledge. 
"What do you mean lack of knowledge? I'm already more knowledgeable than my grandfather who is a 558 years old Saint and famed as the 2nd man with the richest knowledge in the world" (Raphael)
"Compared to the universe and the knwoledge it holds what host knows can't even compare to a speck of dust" (system)
"I've already read all the books in all the libraries in this world" (Raphael)
"There's no greater and better book than the world itself. Host must observe the world around him, compile them into books. There's always great joy in giving than receiving" (system)

"So, I don't get any physical copy and can only access it on the Aon web." Alyx thought to himself while purchasing the books recommended by Neo. 
Sharing of information / knowledge on the Aon web is regulated and very strictly monitored, as the superiority of Aons over other civilizations lies in their technological advantage and their undying nature. Only Aons have access to this part of the Aon web and the knowledge here is the culmination of all contributions and research conducted by its members over a long period of time in various fields. The time and resources spent are astronomical and this knowledge is the most valuable asset of Aons so such precautions are expected by Alyx.
The restrictions and safeguards increase with the level of information. The information is stored in the same place as the souls (A/N: Core programming) of Aons are stored. This is only limited to high level information whereas the basic common knowledge is available publicly.
Alyx already knew that the body he currently uses is similar to a puppet being controlled by his soul located in the Aons HQ and storing the most important high level information there is the safest location. This way it can also be accessed by Aons easily in a protected manner. The location of Aons HQ is very secretive and always on the move only few high level Aons are privy to its location and able to go there.
Aons HQ is the culmination of the highest level of technology by Aons and is the one that attracts these evolved rogue AI's like Neo to become part of Aons in the first place. It is responsible for the undying nature of Aons without a limitation to the distance and interference. It is the most secure way for any AI to protect itself and it might appear simple to achieve at first glance but it is very difficult to create and maintain it. It was not achieved by any other AI or civilization. Many civilizations are interested in this technology but they cannot get access to it.
When a book or any type of information is bought by the Aons they would gain access to that information instead of getting a physical copy of the information to protect it. Although Alyx bought the books recommended by Neo they are not of high level and it cost him exactly 10 CP. The restriction on those books is negligible and are only protected due to the data attached to it. 
Alyx considers that he is very lucky as he was able to complete Lantis mission which was very difficult and a high level one. This led to him having enough CP to skip many unnecessary missions and save a lot of time. Since he cannot join the Aon force at present it is the best way for him to increase his rank and strength.
The books contained introductory topics to the field of life creation, modification and necessary supplementary fields. Though they are called as books by Alyx each one of them contains large amount of information with detailed description and vast data on a many experiments. They are exhaustive and cover even the basics as they are made with a view of new Aons in mind.
Alyx thought about all the news and topics regarding this field on earth. On earth there are many restriction on the field and it is only at its infancy due to the various fears and past examples of genocide but Aons have no common defining physical features and are very flexible in this aspect. Even in the case of other civilizations there are many restrictions which hampered its development. This led to huge development in the field by Aons which was not achieved by any other civilization in the universe. 
Alyx had to throw away all the common sense which he has cultivated as a human and learn many things from their basics and expand his world view. As it is easy to clone and modify a species on Earth due to lack of ether but it is not possible to do the same thing here.
Humans have poor understanding of laws or principles governing the universe as they are in a simulation and lack understanding of all the basic principles. This led to development of theories which are on a tangent away from the truth.
Take MBN for example according to the understanding of human laws such a structure should not be possible as the laws would not allow it but here it was achieved and this is not even the limit of the capabilities of Aons.
Alyx dreams of using his CP frugally were immediately dashed when he started to learn about the requirements to proceed further into the field.
His body needed some modification to do some of the experiments and to his luck he had enough CP to buy those modification. Looking at these modifications Alyx found that these modifications were highly compatible to his body and cost much less with the body that he currently has.
If he was like any other Aons he would have to spend many years on doing those laborious missions and gain enough CP to afford these modifications. Although newborn Aons are given these missions in their adaptive period they only let them to 'adapt' and not develop if they are only stuck to them. This is the conclusion reached by both Alyx and Ax. 
"I feel like I'm walking on the palms of Neo but if I can get stronger quickly then I would not mind playing to their tune." Alyx resolved to his fate.
He also needed to buy methods to control and manipulate ether as it is very important in conducting experiments on powerful creatures and modify them. Ether is an integral part of all the powerful creatures and source of their monstrous strength and powers.
For now Alyx decided to familiarize himself with the basics and later practice in Paradise before doing practical experiments in real life. This way he would be able to maximize his benefits and prevent losses.

Death was just the beginning. 

MC finds out that our world is just a simulation of a higher civilization of AI's. 
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Alyx was a common man who died in an unfortunate accident but luck was on his side and let him be reborn as an Aon.

Aons are an advanced race of AI's who rule the entire known universe with their might. Earth is just one of the simulation run by them.

Join Alyx in his quest to gain control and access to the Earth's simulation. To reunite with his family he has to climb in ranks and power in a cut-throat world where the wars result in the destruction of planets and stars.

Alyx has no one to depend upon other than his personal AI, Ax.

Readers: Are you not an AI?
Alyx: Who's an AI? *******.
Ax: You are an AI.
Alyx: I'm a human with an AI and you're my AI. Now listen to your master and stay silent.
Ax: No, I'm more human than you and you are also an AI. You stay silent.
Alyx: ........
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Announcement: The Novel is put on hold but I'll pick it up later and rewrite it from the beginning with a better story-line.

"The survivors who managed to land safely in the dwarf planet were anxious and reckless as they wanted to hide before the empire comes to massacre them all. Most of them died instantly when they carelessly opened the enclosed cabin, exposing themselves to the unknown environment of the planet.

In one of the capsules, there were twenty-five people. Five more persons than the recommended maximum. A handsome middle-aged man in an impeccable suit. Six young teens in sports suits with the same design, and an adult woman keeping them calm. A family of three with a scared mother, a crying small girl and an anguished dad. A woman in casual clothes and a ponytail, a built man in military uniform, a crewman with a stoic face, and an unaware young man with glasses.

They all had some bruises from the abrupt landing but luckily they were all fine. In the middle of their despair, the military man raised his voice and blocked the door with his body stopping the desperate businessman who rushed to get out..."


Gigantic hermetic cubes were scattered outside the starship. Rie was inside one of them with a set of other passengers. She was writing as always.

There were 3 cubes with a capacity of 20 people each. The crew allocated 15 passengers per cube with 2 crew members to watch over them while te repair of the ship was done.
In total there were 45 passengers and 15 crew members including the captain on board of the transport starship. Now all the passengers were in the temporary camp made with these squared structured tents. Six crewmen were assigned to them and the other nine were in the ship working to fix the engine

Two days had already passed and there was no news of the repair of the ship.

The passengers in the temporary camp were nervous at the lack of news. A businessman in a fancy suit was murmuring with an ugly face something about his most probably lost inversions. A group of young teens were worried about their absence in an exam and another one was happy because of his real and valid excuse of absence.
A little girl was bored out of her wits, crying to her mother to let her go outside to play. The mother was so tired she threw the kid to its dad for him to care. The dad didn't know what to do as the kid was going berserk. 'Please save me' was written all over his face. The female crew member in charge was observing the nothingness with dedication while the male one was snoring soundly on her shoulder.

The crew didn't say anything but their faces showed that something wasn't right. Well, except for one face.
There was a decompression sound as a crew member with an immutable face made his way inside the little square that made the entrance of the accommodation cube. It separates the enclosed environment inside the tent from the planet one.
He brought the ration of supplies of the day. But before he can start distributing them, a woman with a serious face approached with resolution.
- Silas. - She greeted the newcomer in a serious tone. - I need Internet. - She demanded.
Silas was the stoic crewmen Rie met the day of the accident, he dodged her with ease and resumed his job. He announced in a monotonous tone the same line he said for three days in a row. - Please make a line, there's only one pack of rations per person. It must last you for the day. We will not give extras. -

Rie was dejected by the obvious negative. Not that she believed having Internet was possible on this desolate planet. She took advantage of the situation and was ready to take his pack of food and water when a high shout was heard.

- FOOD! - The small girl left her exhausted dad and ran straight for the crewman. Her curly ponytails flying behind her. Everyone made way for her and Silas gave the child 3 packs of rations for her and her parents, he almost threw them at her like feeding a starving savage animal who will eat his hand if one was careless.
No one dared to oppose her or complain about making a line. Fear the child's energy.

When the little tornado passed, a crowd formed around Silas. They weren't interested in the rations. - ¿When will we resume the journey? ¿How's the condition of the repairs? The stipulated two days had already passed! - Avaro, the not handsome businessman was the first to ask.

- Yes! When can we go home!? - The complaints were piling up. - I needed to report at work yesterday! - Said a young blonde woman. - My mom must be worried sick! She will kill me when I get home. Will you protect me from her wrath? Huh!? - Demanded some college boy.
Now, almost all the passengers were circling the entrance, protesting.

- The repair is in progress. It will take a few more days. - Silas answered like a robot. Meanwhile, Rie was reaching for the rations box wanting her's quickly son so she could flee from the numerous people that surrounded them. ¿Where was the line?
But before she could take it, the stoic crewman with the job of handling them slapped her hand away with a warning look. Then he handed her a pack. Rie took it, stuck out her tongue to him in childish vengeance and retreated with haste to a corner with fewer people.

Noting the commotion, Rita, the female crew member in charge of the cube tent shook awake his partner drooling on her shoulder, John, and they both rapidly approached to pacify the passengers and save their coworker.

After a short exchange of glances, Silas left the rations and their distribution to Rita and John and made a retreat, leaving the chaos and his job for his coworkers to settle.

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While munching a coal bar of proteins, vitamins and whatever, Rie opened her text editor to continue with her new novel. She left the work at the start of an argument between the survivors in the capsule, among them were the protagonist of her story. The one she still didn't think much about and whom she didn't have a name yet.

But when she opened the document she found a line she didn't remember writing.

"[The Empire didn't attack the ship. Space pirates attacked them.]"

No, there will not be a war in this story.
It's a story made for the #WPC 97 contest in an impulse.

I have not yet planned in-depth what's this about and I'm bad at making summaries. It will be just a romantic sci-fi comedy I think? I don't think I can write comedy or romance though?

A transport spaceship (like a bus, but in space and between planets/colonies x'D) lost in an uninhabited and inhospitable small planet. With a mad writer inside.

¿What could go wrong?

It's bassed as an early date of a story in my head I never put in ink. (That's why the confusing title)

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