before you read this please go through the comics in 'Mangatoon' and 'webcomics' app, its available in the app store and play store..... cause I used some characters from the comics there
Some of the character is not from the comic and I & my friend own them


Enjoy it

Milton Graves grew up a happy child, at least for the first few years of his life. His parents, Todd and Lucy, were hard working but they spoiled Milton to no end. They loved him and he loved them and their days were filled with love, happiness, and prosperity. Milton was fortunate enough to spend a lot of time with his parents.
They shared with him their love of comic books and thus he was introduced to a whole other world. A world full of people and otherworldly beings with amazing and frightening abilities, skills, and gadgets. The happiness that came from having the comic books and sharing those worlds with Milton made Todd and Lucy the happiest they had ever been. However, the world isn't all sunshine and fucking rainbows.
Lucy had been diagnosed with a rare form of cancer around the time she had become pregnant with Milton. She had been asymptomatic for years, but the symptoms started to appear after a few years and her health went on a decline. Todd attempted to stay strong for Milton's sake and even looked at getting Milton more comic books to read.
Then, the time had come for Lucy to go. Milton was heartbroken, but Todd...
Todd was destroyed due to losing Lucy.
He drank bottles upon bottles but he never touched Milton. Milton was a smart kid and he knew that if he didn't fix his dad then he would lose him too.

"Dad, I need to talk to you."

Milton got his father's attention away from all the booze and TV.

"Hey sport, what's up?"

Milton took a deep breath and with all the air in his lungs he yelled with all the courage he could.

"Get up of your lazy ass and do something with your life you deadbeat piece of shit!!!!!"

Todd was taken aback by what his 8 year old son had said. The first thing that caught him off guard was that his young son had used such profanity and the second thing was that he had no idea how to respond to those words. He thought for a minute and came up with a response.

"Milton, where did you hear those words?"

Milton looked at his dad and without skipping a beat he replied with.

"Xbox Live."

Todd muttered under his breath, 'Those damn video games.' He then looked back at his son and asked what he had in mind on how to occupy his time.
Milton ran to the office and came back pushing a large box with some numbers written on the side. Todd saw the box and recalled what was in it, the start to his comic book collection.

"Well dad, since you love comic book why not open a store?"

Todd thought about the idea for a sec and realized that with all of the new games that had been surfacing in various game stores. He also knew that the nearest game store was about 600 miles away. The town they lived in had a decent sized population and there were a few other towns nearby that had moderate populations. So Todd put down his bottle, cleaned up his act and showed his son the idea for the gaming hub that would reach thousands.

Todd and Milton began looking for the perfect place to host their shop. After looking at a few different locations, they settled on a larger space that had many unsuccessful businesses. The landlord was hesitant to make a deal with Todd as the other businesses had been more common place and had failed to prosper so what hope did a game shop have. Luckily, Todd had been a businessman and convinced the landlord to let them stay for a year and if they failed then they would move out. 

Todd made sure to get all of his documentation in order and began to order their inventory and decorations. Within three months, Todd and Milton had successfully opened their store, the Graveyard. The Graveyard had a slow opening but as word spread of the game store people flocked to it from all over the county and even some from other counties. 

"Wow dad, we did it. People can enjoy all their hobbies and we can share our hobbies with other people."

Todd hadn't seen Milton smile so much since his wife had been alive but he knew that if it wasn't for Milton, he would never have been so lucky to have this dream come true. The piece de resistance for the store was a comic book that was put in a special shadow box for all to admire. The comic was old, almost 100 years old, but it was the most expensive item in the store because of how rare it was. Many customers had offered to buy the comic but Todd had all turned them down.

Milton was told long ago, "No matter what happens Milton, promise me you won't ever sell that comic. It's very important to me and one day it will be yours. That comic is the only one of its kind."

Milton never forget those words as a kid and he remembered them into his teens. The popularity of the Graveyard also grew as Milton had and he soon felt the effects of it on the town. The last name Graves was well known throughout the town, the county and even the state. People had poured so much money and time into the Graveyard that many businesses even paid Todd to advertise some of the businesses in the shop. 

Todd, being the businessman that he was, couldn't say no and this allowed for more funding to be brought into the Graveyard which allowed for events, like MtG tournaments and charity events, to take place. Milton also became popular in the store because puberty had hit him pretty hard. He had always been on the taller side as well as being built like a twig but his love of comic books inspired him to be look like a super hero. He started training intensely and he grew taller, by his senior year of high school he was 6'5" and around 240 lbs. 

"Hey Milton, are you gonna stay after school and play some rugby on the pitch?"

"Nah, not today. I gotta go help out at the Graveyard."

"Alright, catch ya later Tombstone."

Tombstone, the ever so popular nickname that the students had given Milton due to his association with the Graveyard and his size. Milton had become well liked by his peers and he had learned about business from helping his dad run the store. The store had been expanded three times and almost covered an acre of land. Milton had become somewhat of a poster boy for the store and had even dressed up as some superheroes for kids birthday parties. He had never mind it because he knew that he was spreading joy and laughter to those around him.

While Milton had been an athlete and got good grades in school, he always knew that he wanted to help his dad run the store full time. The store was successful but it had a few issues. The store was in a very prime location to build a large business office on and many CEOs had come to Todd and offered him large sums of money to buy the store and all the land it came with. However, Todd made a promise to himself, Milton and his deceased wife that he would never sell the store to anyone. Milton had taken the same oath and swore upon his mother's grave that he would never sell the store. However, there was another issue with the store in the form of a comic book. 

Actually, it was the comic book. That rare comic book had been discovered a plethora of collectors who wanted it and tried many different ways to get it. Todd has poured a lot of many just to protect it and collectors had stopped for awhile but he knew one day that they would try to get it. The last issue was a man named Stick. Stick had gone to pawn shops and several book stores to buy comic books and then try to flip them at the Graveyard. However, Todd and Milton knew if a comic book was worth any money and Stick would always complain about how unfair they were. Stick was a notorious drug addict and he always tried to make enough money for his next fix.
A/N: Sorry for using this troupe but you know the story goes.
One day Stick was over all the bullshit that Todd and Milton had put him through and he decided enough was enough. He came in one day with a stack of comics and what looked like a game books. 

"What can I help you with this time Stick?"

"Oh nothing much, say did I ever tell you how I got my nickname?"

"No, I don't thin-"


Todd made the classic comic book mistake of never reading between the lines as Stick had stuck Todd with a butterfly knife. Milton wasn't at the store yet as he was on his way from school. As Stick hopped the counter to break into the cash register he heard the door chime.

'Ding ding'

"Hey dad, I'm here. Did we get that new pack of Yugioh cards yet?"

Milton then saw the scene that was ripped straight from the comics he loved. His father was lying on the floor bleeding out and Stick was trying to open the register. Then, all Milton saw was red and sprinted towards the register. His massive hand went for Stick's throat and Milton pulled him over the counter.

"You sick fucking little piece of shit. What did you do to my dad?!"

"H-hi M-milton, I-i was just trying to sell some comics."

"Don't play that bullshit with me. If he doesn't make it through this, then you're gonna change your name to Thomas Wayne."

Milton let the druggy go and called 911. While Milton was trying to save his dad, Stick ran out the back, down the side alley and was never heard from again. Sadly, Todd succumbed to his wound at the hospital and the whole town closed down to mourn the loss of the man who had strengthened their community. The landlord cut a deal with Milton that the rent would be taken care of and the other store owners in the town had actually pitched in to help support the store. Milton had been offered a free ride by many colleges for his academics and athletics but he turned them all down so he could run the Graveyard.

7 years later...

Milton had graduated high school and took over the Graveyard. It certainly hadn't died in popularity and while the customer base had changed a bit it was still a hangout for many comic book lovers.

"Harley Quinn is the best supervillain in Batman's rogues."

"Bitch please, Catwoman is the best. She would easily beat Harley Quinn."

Both of the young boys, Julius and Thomas ran to Milton in order to settle their argument.

"Milton, who's better Catwoman or Harley Quinn?"

"Well boys, its actually a suggestive question. It's really a matter of who you think is better. Plus other people's opinions about your favorite things don't mean shit."

"Wow."

"But you're both wrong, Poison Ivy is the best."

Before both boys had the chance to argue, Milton pointed to the live sized cardboard cut out of Pamela Isley aka Poison Ivy. The boys looked at each other and found the owners logic quite sound. 
'Oh the naivety of children, how I miss it.'

Milton had managed to stay strong and persevere in maintaining the Graveyard for the past 7 years on his own. He hadn't hired any employees because he found it hard to trust people and he wanted to maintain his father's legacy. He had put on weight since he had graduated and taken over the story but he was still plenty strong. However, there was someone watching the store. Watching and waiting for the perfect moment.

Later that night...

Milton was closing up the Graveyard for the night when the door chime went off.

'Ding ding'

"Sorry, we're closing up for the night."

"You can't even stay open for an old friend?"

'That voice, it can't be.'

"Stick, you finally showed your little rat ass back here."

When Milton turned around to face the murderer something caught his eye. A glass bottle with a rag sticking out of it in one hand and a lighter in the other.

"Stick, put that fucking bottle down now or I will break your neck."

"C'mon Milton, you think I didn't learn anything from all those comic books? Whenever the parent dies, always make sure to kill the kid so they can't take revenge."

While Milton didn't look athletic anymore, he was plenty fast and he rushed Stick. However, Stick was smart and flicked his lighter. The next thing that was seen was the glass bottle with a flaming rag go up in the air and Milton slamming Stick into the ground. It all happened so quickly but Milton was strangling Stick with his bare hands as the bottle fell to the ground. When Stick's breath finally stopped, Milton was too late as the bottle hit the ground and the store started to burn. The fire extinguisher was in the back room and by the time Milton had gotten it, the fire was far too big to extinguish. The only thing he could think of was the comic. Milton scrambled to get his drill and remove the shadow box from the wall. 

When the comic was finally free, Milton turned towards the door but the fire had gotten so crazy that there was no escaping through the front doors. Milton ran towards the back door but he forget that he had already locked it. The only Milton could do was go to the ground in the fetal position and clutch the shadowbox waiting for the smoke and fire to end him. For a second, he felt the burn of the fire on his skin and smoke in his lungs and then everything faded to black.

The Graveyard had burned down in the night and when morning came, the town could only see the horror that had befell the store. Stick's body was recovered, tagged and put into a grave but the remains of the Graveyard had been cleared and the lot had become a memorial to Milton and his parents. The town had gone silent and it slowly began to fade off the map. Although the town slowly began to die, the memorial still stood to honor the Graves and what they had done.

Somewhere else...

Milton suddenly awoke in an alley surrounded by old cardboard boxes and trash. He still had the shadow box albeit a little damaged from the smoke and fire. He tried to get a bearing on his surroundings but a loud crash had broken him out of it. He ran towards the noise even though he knew that was a fucking terrible idea and he saw something he never thought he'd ever see in his life.

He saw...

Milton Graves grew up in his dad's comic book store and eventually took it over. After a fire burned his shop to the ground and smoked him out, Milton awoke to find himself in the middle of the street. Before he could even think, two beautiful women with emerald skin were fighting. He recognized as comic book characters, but they were from different companies. How is this possible?

Who would thought that getting so much money in so little time was gonna be so fucking tiring? Next time I should put a clause over there to have a maximum set of money. But that would not work because that would destroy my god impostor disguised that I really liked. Since when a god cared about the money being asked right? Shit. Well, I would think a solution on the way. If the deal was too absurd I could simply cancel the <Life Dealer World> before signing it and make the client forget and search for a less demanding client.

I woke up in the morning. Dressed with the same cloths as yesterday. But since I'm on a 5-star casino, is like you live in your own little world. You have anything you would ever want, to make you stay longer and spend more money. Gyms, barbershops, spa, coffeehouse, and even a small mall. I went to the said mall and bought 5 pairs of good looking clothes and a thick black hoodie and a pair a cheap black sunglasses. Of course, I bought a travel bag to carry all of this to my room. I spent almost $800 dollars on this. Shit, I'm almost at my limit of the budget. I can't get lower of $10.000 to join the second floor. I currently had $10.140, yes I counted all on my bedroom and rolled on the bed with money like in the movies and had to gather them again. But...WORTH IT! 

Luckily if I join the second floor they have a free buffet bar. YAY! Free food 4 life son!

But before all that I left the $10.000 in the safe of my room, yes I know the cleaning staff has a master key to all of this safes but I couldn't carry $10k to the place I was going.

Yes, you guessed right. I was going back to get my driver license back! And not from the government again! I already past that stupid test! I mean for that stupid pawn shop.

I arrived at the shop and asked for my license back, they smiled and made me pay $60 dollars and gave them to me and polite bide me out of the store.

Well, that was anticlimactic. I was prepared to go on a full head-on verbal and curse war to only receive professionalism. Jesus fuck, maybe my luck was acting again. I remember when I was a teen I pawned my favorite comic book for $15 to go to the movies with my bros and kept my lunch money for a week eating only cafeteria free bread to exchange for the comic book without my parents noticing it. The perfect crime.

The problem was that the comic book was pretty rare and I got scammed pretty bad. They asked me the retail value of the comic book, not the amount of I pawned it from. Since It was mine but I was a minor we were both at wrong but they have the upper ground. 

So I grinded my teeth and begged my parents. After a huge beat up they bought my comic book at the inflated price while remaining me to stay away from those places.

Oh, sweet summer beating memories. Wonder where that bastard father is up now? Maybe enjoying his parent free responsibilities on the Caribbean sea making that fake pirate accent that he used to make.
...
Concentrate! Not use to remember that now!
...
I returned to my temporal home, the mighty Pegasus Casino. I went to my room, counted the money, checking that it was all there and thanking the cleaning ladies didn't even bother to check the safety of the cheapest safe of the casino. I was feeling pretty lucky already and went on my way to my free lunch. I mean my free money. I mean my fierce competition yet!

I arrived with my black-hood and cheap sunglasses and looked like one of the other guys. Yes! Nailed it! I was going to go to the table when a security guy stopped me and derived me to the nearest cash chip stations. Oh silly me, they don't handle real money on the table, this was not a dramatic TV show! So after I exchanged $10.000 dollars worth of chip to a slutty cashier giving me wicks per word I said, I rushed to the free buffet while holding my bag of chips.

Sure it doesn't look good to see a guy carrying $10k of chips refilling 3 times his plate. But in my defense, I didn't had dinner last night, didn't had breakfast and didn't have lunch. So...that makes 3, totally making sense to eat I kept nodding to myself, praising me for being so intelligent. Maybe I would even gain one Int stat thinking like this? 

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[Status]

[Name] Fergal Parker (Dead but alive)

[Lifespan] -60 years

[Job]

<<Life Dealer>>

Ability to shorten a human target lifespan and transfer the number of years to the user by receiving those years in exchange for something in return.

[Stats]

Level → 1

[Power/Strength → Current: 10 STR (50 KG) | +5 KG/STR]

[Intelligence → Current: 21 INT (IQ: 94) | +4 IQ/INT]

[Speed → Current: 12 SPD (6m/s) | +0.5m/s/SPD]

[Agility → Current: 10 AGI (-0.030s | -0.003s/AGI]

[Stamina → Current: 10 STA (Ability to run 10 KM without stopping) | +1 KM/STA]

[Luck → Current: 30 LUK | Max: 100 LUK]

[Charm/Charisma → Current: 10 CRM | Max: 100 CRM]

[Recovery → Current: E | Max: SSS]

[Control/Accuracy → Current: D | Max: SSS]

[Skills]

<Life Dealer World> → MAXLVL (A shop where a person's desire can be fulfilled)

<Lachesis Eyes> → LVL1 (Ability to see target's lifespan)

<Inventory> → MAXLVL (Somewhere to store all the random junk)

<Lucky Draw> → LVL1 (What new skills will you obtain?)

<Overdrive> → LVL1 (Doubles the basic stats for 10 minutes. After the times concludes basic stats decrease by 50% for 1 hour).

<Omniscient> → LVL1 (See everything within a 5-meter radius).

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[Quest Log]

*Use <Lachesis Eyes>100 times. (Reward: Unlock LV2) {97 more times to completition}

*Collect 10  gold coins. (Reward: LEVEL UP) {8 more gold coins until completition}

*Purchase 10 stat points. (Reward: 1 x Lucky Draw) {10 more stats until completition}

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[Contract Log 1/1]

Matthew, the drunkard → Deposit $1.500.000 into his account before 30 days. Failing to fulfill this contract you need to pay double of the lifespan of written on the contract. If unable to pay the lifespan requested, the user will die.

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I was joking checking my [Stats] while I said that. But my intelligence did actually go up! Obviously not for that terrible excuse to eat 3 free plates of food... I mean a genius idea! Anyhow this is a good discovery. Yesterday I spent almost 12 hours of hard use of my brain to try to beat my opponents. Maybe that's why the intelligent rose. 

If this doesn't have a limit and I gain sufficient years I could possibly be the smartest guy on Earth! 
*heavy breathing*

No, this system can't be that broken. From the golden coin quest, it seems that I'm currently LV1 so it most possible means that I have a cap of growing stats per level. Like 5 or 10 per level. That would be the correct assumption.

Quickly checking if I gained a stat for that hypothesis I became frustrated when It didn't.
Well, fuck you too system!
While I was thinking all that a rude voice interrupted my thoughts and said "Are you a beggar that a rich man took pity of you and lent $10.000 just to eat for free? HAHA!!"

What could you do with the possibility of living forever? Would you refuse it and just die? Would you accept it and became evil or a merciful God? Of course, no deal is made to be fair. Join Fergal Parker in his adventures to explore his new ability!

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This is a novel inspired by the original novel in this site called "Life Merchant" by YoonTaeTifYuFeiMin. 

I remade this novel keeping the realistic part and cutting the fictional elf/orc/monsters stuff since for me it seemed unnecessary.

This novel focus on the way Fergal slowly but cautiously gains power thanks to his new ability.


* 1 Chapter/ Week. Minimum of 1200 words. (Maybe even more chapters if I have free time)

Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/KoFuWrites

"Oh, Shikato, Where are you from? And what are you reading?"
Chouki met Shikato on the streets. It felt a little weird that Shikato would go outside during the holidays instead of staying home.
"Oi Chouki, I just visited Akabane's comic store and went to buy his comic. Surprisingly I got a poster as a reward for his first costumer or something like that."
Shikato showed his poster to Chouki.
"Let me take a look."
Chouki leaned forward curiously. Although Shikato was in a hurry to get home, he didn't mind a chit-chat with his best friend.
Chouki's eyes widened.
"Wow, is there still any poster left?"
"I think so, but a lot of people might be there already."
Shikato seemed to get a little impatient.
"Ah, okay, then bye Shikato!"
After heard it, Chouki hurriedly left Shikato and ran to Akabane's store.
It wasn't hard to found the comic store since Chouki knew where Shikato went before.
Not long after he arrived near the store, he saw several figures passing away behind him.
"That's...Sakumo? And, Orochimaru too!?"
Chouki became anxious and immediately quickened his pace.
However…
If it's about speed, Chouki has a disadvantage from his classmates, and he can only saw both of them disappeared out of sight.
"Is this buying comics or competitions? Why are there so many people!?"
On the street, he saw another classmate ran in the same direction.
Sakumo, Orochimaru, Murasaki, and even Ryuu himself! They were like competitors that won't fall behind.
"Ahem... Ryuu-kun, let's go get Akabane's comic!"
Chouki coughed excitedly.
"Hmph, I didn't go there for comics. Kurama Akabane has dishonored me last time, and I demand a rematch!"
Ryuu said, angry while clenching his fist.
But soon, he noticed that it just a distraction from Chouki to surpassed him in an instant.
"Damn it, don't cheat!"
He hurriedly chased him.
Ryuu had forgotten his first intention to take revenge on Akabane and only thought of competing with the other to get to the store as soon as possible.
This meaningless competition continues until they reached the store. After Shikato left, Akabane immediately received his second customer.
Unlike the first customer, the second one is someone impressive.
"Sarutobi-sensei, why are you here too!?"
Akabane was baffled by the fact that the Third Hokage himself became his second consumer.
"Hahaha, I grew to like your comic and decided to come and buy one. It's for Shinnosuke if you ask..."
Hiruzen lighted his cigarette and said with a smile.
"Yeah, very convincing Sarutobi-sensei.."
Akabane complained silently.
As a high ranking ninja, Hiruzen could arrive faster than his son Shinnosuke.
"Shinnosuke, he umm.. asked me to buy one copy.."
Hiruzen took a copy and couldn't help but looked shameless.
Akabane took notice of some racket in the distance.
Sakumo was in front, followed by Orochimaru, Chouki, and Murasaki. Behind them was another of Akabane's classmates.
Shikato was the first one to arrive, as he was about to asked Akabane for a copy. He saw the Third Hokage walking out of the store.
"Uhh… Sarutobi-sensei?"
Then, Orochimaru and the other arrived together
Hiruzen paused for a moment, then he lifted his smoke pipe and cleared the way for Sakumo and others to enter.
"Is Sarutobi-sensei came here to buy Akabane's comic?"
Orochimaru sighed lightly
Hiruzen looks confused, and he didn't know how to reply.
"Do you still want the poster prize Sarutobi-sensei?"
 Akabane's clone enjoyed the scene in front of him, saw how an old man came to the comic store to buy a comic and fight for the prize poster with other children.
Hiruzen coughed and said hesitantly, "Of course not. I just came to buy a comic for my son and support Akabane. I.. I'm not... going to take the poster.."
"As expected from the Third Hokage, here is your comic sensei."
Akabane's clone smiled and gave the comic.
Hiruzen took the comic and left silently.
As a highly respected Hokage, he can't be seen snatches a poster in front of his former student.
After watching him leave, Orochimaru glanced at Sakumo, then looked back at Akabane. Then he said, "I've managed to save one poster from getting snatched by Sarutobi-sensei. Do I get a reward for it?"
"Of course not!"
Sakumo glared at him.
"Please remain calm... I'll consider the Third Hokage as a special guess, and the next customer must still obey the rules that the first come first to serve."
Akabane's clone said.
Orochimaru nodded silently and said with a disappointed tone, "Well, then that makes me the third costumer. "
Orochimaru accepted it without resistance. At least he was the top three...
Since when this became a competition?
Chouki coughed a few times before he could argue, but Orochimaru had already stepped forward to get the comic.
"Line up one by one, don't worry, there is plenty for everyone."
If these people make trouble, the store will become very noisy.
As a clone, he can't hold the ground.
"Huh!? I don't care about any of your rules. Akabane, come out and have a rematch with me!"
Ryuu finally arrived and shouted from the front door.
Akabane's clone frowned slightly.
He is a clone after all, but just like the real Akabane, he didn't like trouble, and Ryuu Uchiha was indeed a big trouble.
"Akabane, don't pretend you didn't hear me! Come out and fight with me. I haven't prepared well last time, and I wouldn't lose this time!"
Ryuu continued to exclaim.
Sakumo and Orochimaru looked back on Ryuu.
The two didn't interfere because this was Akabane's store, but if he asks for their help, they will stop him without hesitation.
"What's the matter? I'm here for a rematch, not making trouble!"
Whether Sakumo or Orochimaru, they had the best at combat prowess. Even if Ryuu was from Uchiha Clan, he has no confidence if he has to fight with either of them.
"Um... I don't mind with the rematch, but since you've already here, why don't you buy my comic first? I'll treat you as same as the other costumer."
Akabane's clone pointed to the comic shelf.
"what?"
Ryuu didn't expect this kind of response and didn't know how to reply.
The clone smiled inwardly while Ryuu sat on the ground, thinking about his request.
"If I bought your comic, you would fight with me?"
Ryuu looked fierce and murderous.
"Yep.."
The clone nodded lightly.
Anyway, he was only a clone, and when the time comes, Akabane himself will have to deal with Ryuu.
At this time, Orochimaru and Sakumo had picked their comic and ask for the prize poster.
"Since you both are the top first three, you will get a free medium-size poster, umm… wait, let me see…"
The clone was picky for a while, then finally gave Sakumo and Orochimaru their prize.
Sakumo excitedly took it over.
He has been waiting for it from the first he heard about the prize and rushed as soon as he knew that Akabane's store had opened.
"Come come! Open it now!"
Murasaki ranked fifth, and when he saw Sakumo get the poster, he immediately asked him to show it.
Sakumo planned to open it at home, but since the store has hyped up for a few days now, everyone wants to take a look at everyone's prize.
Ryuu looked disdainful, but couldn't help looking curiously.
The poster portrayed a masked man leaned against a big tree while reading a book called "Icha-Icha Paradise."
On the lower right, there was his name.
"Kakashi Hatake!"
"This... this is awesome!"
In an instant, his eyes widened.
"Orochimaru, let us see yours."
Chouki looked at Orochimaru.
"Nope, I'll go back and open it alone."
Orochimaru kept the poster unopen and shook his head.
Heard this, everyone else was felt disappointed, including Ryuu, who couldn't help but felt disappointed too.

I, Akabane was graduated from the university of arts & design in the 21st century then suddenly traversed into the Naruto’s world, by bringing my knowledge of arts and my love of Naruto comic I decided to recreate Naruto comic here…
[Ding! Comic System has been activated!]
Great! Ninjutsu? Kekkei Genkai?
As long as I can draw more comics, I would be unmatched!
…Or am I?
This novel was translated by SystemTranslation, please visit their site for more chapters.

"Oh, Shimi, Where are you from? And what are you reading?"


Chouki met Shimi on the streets. It felt a little weird that Shimi would go outside during the holidays instead of staying home.


"Oh Chouki, I just visited Akabane's comic store and went to buy his comic. Surprisingly I got a poster as a reward for being his first customer or something like that."


Shimi showed his poster to Chouki.


"Let me take a look."


Chouki leaned forward curiously. Although Shimi was in a hurry to get home, he didn't mind a chit-chat with his best friend.


Chouki's eyes widened.


"Wow, is there still any poster left?"


"I think so, but a lot of people might be there already."


Shimi seemed to get a little impatient.


"Ah, okay, then bye Shimi!"


After hearing it, Chouki hurriedly left Shimi and ran to Akabane's store.


It wasn't hard to found the comic store since Chouki knew where Shimi went before.


Not long after he arrived near the store, he saw several figures passing away behind him.


"That's…Sakumo? And, Orochimaru too!?"


Chouki became anxious and immediately quickened his pace.


However…


If it's about speed, Chouki has a disadvantage over his classmates, and he can only see both of them disappear out of his sight.


"Is this buying comics or competitions? Why are there so many people!?" he thought.



 

On the street, he saw another classmate run in the same direction.



 

Sakumo, Orochimaru, Murasaki, and even Ryo himself! They were like competitors that won't fall behind.


"Ahem… Ryo-kun, let's go get Akabane's comic!"


Chouki coughed excitedly.


"Hmph, I didn't go there for comics. Kurama Akabane has dishonored me last time, and I demand a rematch!"


Ryo said angrily while clenching his fist.


But soon, he noticed that it was just a distraction from Chouki to surpass him in an instant.


"Damn it, don't cheat!"


He hurriedly chased him.


Ryo had forgotten his first intention to take revenge on Akabane and only thought of competing with the other to get to the store as soon as possible.


This meaningless competition continued until they reached the store. After Shimi left, Akabane immediately received his second customer.


Unlike the first customer, the second one is someone who has the highest authority in the village.


"Hokage-sama, why are you here too!?"


Akabane was baffled by the fact that the Third Hokage himself became his second customer.


"Hahaha, I grew to like your comic and decided to come and buy one. And also Shinnosuke asks me so."


Hiruzen lighted his cigarette and said with a smile.


"Yeah, very convincing Sarutobi-sensei.."


Akabane complained silently.


As a high-ranking ninja, Hiruzen could arrive faster than his son Shinnosuke.


"Shinnosuke, he umm.. asked me to buy one copy and the poster.."


Akabane who was listening to the Hokage suddenly took notice of some commotion in the distance.


He saw Sakumo was in the lead, followed by Orochimaru, Chouki, and Murasaki. Behind them were also Akabane's classmates who he didn't recognize.


Shimi was the first one to arrive, as he was about to ask Akabane for a copy. He saw the Third Hokage walking out of the store.


"Uhh… Sarutobi-sensei?"


Then, Orochimaru and the other arrived together


Hiruzen paused for a moment, then he lifted his smoke pipe and cleared the way for Sakumo and others to enter.


"Is Sarutobi-sensei here to buy Akabane's comic?"


Orochimaru asked lightly


Hiruzen looked embarrassed, and he didn't know how to reply.


"Do you still want the poster prize Sarutobi-sensei?"



Akabane's clone enjoyed the scene in front of him, he saw how an old man came to the comic store to buy a comic and fight for the prize poster with other children.


 

Hiruzen coughed and said hesitantly, "Of course not. I just came to buy a comic for my son and support Akabane. I.. I'm not… going to take the poster.."


"As expected from the Third Hokage, here is your comic Hokage-sama."


Akabane's clone smiled and gave the comic.


Hiruzen took the comic and left silently.


As a highly respected Hokage, he can't be seen snatching a poster from a bunch of children.


After watching him leave, Orochimaru glanced at Sakumo, then looked back at Akabane. Then he said, "I've managed to save one poster from getting snatched by Hokage-sama. Do I get a reward for it?"


"Of course you can't!"


Sakumo rebukes him.


"Please remain calm… I'll consider the Third Hokage as a special guest, and the next customer must still obey the rules that the first come first to serve."


Akabane's clone said.


Orochimaru nodded silently and said with a disappointed tone, "Well, then that makes me the third customer. "


Orochimaru accepted it without resistance. At least he was in the top three…


Since when did this become a competition?


Chouki coughed a few times before he could argue, but Orochimaru had already stepped forward to get the comic.


"Line up one by one, don't worry, there is plenty for everyone."


If these people make trouble, the store will become very noisy.


As a clone, he can't waste his energy to stop them.


"Huh!? I don't care about any of your rules. Akabane, come out and have a rematch with me!"


Ryo finally arrived and shouted from the front door.


Akabane's clone frowned slightly.


He is a clone after all, but just like the real Akabane, he didn't like trouble, and Ryo Uchiha was indeed a big trouble.


"Akabane, don't pretend you didn't hear me! Come out and fight with me. I didn't prepare well last time, and I wouldn't lose this time!"


Ryo continued to exclaim.


Sakumo and Orochimaru looked back on Ryo.


The two didn't interfere because this was Akabane's store, but if he asks for their help, they will stop him without hesitation.


"What's the matter? I'm here for a rematch, not making trouble!"


Whether Sakumo or Orochimaru, they had the best at combat prowess. Even if Ryo was from the Uchiha Clan, he has no confidence if he has to fight with either of them.


"Um… I don't mind the rematch, but since you've already here, why don't you buy my comic first? I'll treat you the same as the other customer."


Akabane's clone pointed to the comic shelf.


"what?"


Ryo didn't expect this kind of response and didn't know how to reply.


The clone smiled inwardly while Ryo sat on the ground, thinking about his request.


"If I bought your comic, you would fight with me?"


Ryo looked fierce and murderous.


"Yep.."


The clone nodded lightly.


Anyway, he was only a clone, and when the time comes, Akabane himself will have to deal with Ryo.


At this time, Orochimaru and Sakumo had picked their comic and asked for the prize poster.


"Since you both are the top first three, you will get a free medium-size poster, umm… wait, let me see…"


The clone chose what poster was suitable for the duo, then finally gave Sakumo and Orochimaru their prize poster.


Sakumo excitedly took it over.


He had been waiting for it from the first he heard about the prize and rushed as soon as he knew that Akabane's store had opened.


"Come come! Open it now!"


Murasaki ranked fifth, and when he saw Sakumo get the poster, he immediately asked him to show it.


Sakumo planned to open it at home, but since the store has hyped up for a few days now, everyone wants to take a look at everyone's prize.


Ryo looked disdainful, but he couldn't help to also look curiously.


The poster portrayed a masked man leaned against a big tree while reading a book called "Icha-Icha Paradise."


On the lower right, there was his name.


"Kakashi Hatake!"


"This… this is awesome!"


Exclaimed all the children who saw the colored pictures of Kakashi.


"Orochimaru, let us see yours."


Chouki looked at Orochimaru expectantly, but what he got was


"Nope, I'll go back and open it alone."


Orochimaru kept the poster unopened and shook his head.


Hearing this, everyone was disappointed, including Ryo, who couldn't help but felt disappointed too.

I, Akabane was graduated from the university of arts & design in the 21st century then suddenly traversed into the Naruto’s world, by bringing my knowledge of arts and my love of Naruto comic I decided to recreate Naruto comic here…

[Ding! Comic System has been activated!]

Great! Ninjutsu? Kekkei Genkai?

As long as I can draw more comics, I would be unmatched!

…Or am I?


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Author: Funeral
Translator: Levaa
Raw Source: sj.uukanshu.com

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*Disclaimer*
Cover, not mine, found it on net-kun. DM me if the owner wants me to remove it and I will.

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His previous name doesn't matter since he was reborn with a new name but he lived a rather fulfilling life,
He joined the military with his parent's permission at 16 but after just four years, he was assigned to the SAS for his genius-level intellect and cold/calculating demeanor.
After serving all over the world and earning himself a place as one of the best snipers in the world and several black belts in various martial arts, he left the military at the age of thirty-five and decided to follow his second childhood dream after completing his first on in becoming a world-renowned soldier... become a game developer and comic book collector.
He had quite a bit of success, after just four years, he created and sold a game that made him a few million but he didn't get to see a penny of it due to dying when God killed him before he was meant to.
After a rather bland a short meeting with God, he was given a system and all basic knowledge on how to use it, he was also to be born into the DC World.
Once he chose to be reincarnated as a much younger version of himself in the city of Gotham, he disappeared in a flash of light.
** One Second Later **
the moment his environment comes into focus, he quickly observes his surroundings and himself.
He's sitting on a park bench during the day, he's wearing a plain white shirt and a navy blue hoodie, black pants, and regular black running shoes.
He uses the newspaper next to him to appear like he's reading but in actuality, he's accessing his system.
'System Open'
[Greetings Master, Welcome to the System]
'character screen'
________________________________________
[Character Screen]
Titles: None
Name: Adrian Blight
Age: 15
Level: 1
HP: 250
SP: 250
MP:0
Strength: 15
Perception: 15
Endurance: 15
Charisma: 10
Intelligence: 20
Wisdom: 20
Dexterity: 15
Luck: 10
Points Unspent: 0
[Skills]
None
[Abilities]
Gamer's Body: Recover all HP, SP, & MP after six hours of sleep.
Gamer's Mind: remain in a state of calm at all times, does not negate emotions but nullify's all major outbursts.
Observe: Observe anything and gain knowledge on target.
Quest & Reward System: gain quests from the system, if they are completed you will gain rewards.
________________________________________
'Interesting, any quests for me at the moment'
[Quest: Pick one of the three random starting abilities]
[Stronger Skin: your skin and flesh are more durable and can take more damage before wounds appear]
[Hawk Eyes: like Legolas from LOTR, you can see super far to the point of seeing a fly ten miles away]
[Enhanced Stamina: have twice the amount of SP that you have right now]
"Hmm, Hawk Eyes is mediocre at best and i can probably increase my SP through regular exercises, I choose Stronger Skin"
The moment his words leave his mouth, a surge of power flow throughout his body.
Rising to his feet, he clenches his fists as a smile appears on his face, 'time to make some money'
** Three Hours Later **
Gotham's sun has set and the scum came out of the crevices like cockroaches, standing in an alleyway, Adrian stands above three thugs who have their necks broken.
Looking through the wallets of his dead friends, he pockets the cash and leaves the scene.
'$245 from just three bitches, not bad, i can get myself a laptop now', walking through the streets of downtown Gotham, he sees in the distance several figures running over some rooftops.
He ignores it and continues to walk into a nearby pawnshop.
The old man sitting across the counter with a sawed-off shotgun in his hands looks at him, "What can i help you with today?"
Looking around the store he picks up a new-ish laptop with a price tag of $150 and tosses $220 onto the counter, "I'll be using your internet for a few hours"
The old man merely nods before going back to reading his newspaper.
'Now, let's send Bruce Wayne a message'
________________________________________
Hello, Mr. Wayne.
My name is Adrian Blight, I have come up with an idea that perhaps with your money and Mr. Fox's touch, we could make a lot of money.
I know what your thinking, why don't i just turn the idea into reality myself?
The answer is simple, I'm fifteen years old, i am an orphan, and have no personal money or connections that can help me.
I'm not looking for pity, just ten minutes of your time.
________________________________________
He knew that Batman had a soft spot for orphans with incredible talent.
After clicking send, he takes two hours hacking into off-shore accounts of several millionaires and starts rerouting their money through several ghost account until finally entering one that only he has access to.
He didn't take enough money for people to notice, just enough so that he can rent a crappy apartment and some essentials.
Closing the laptop, he exits the pawnshop and heads to the nearest ATM.
After taking $500 from the machine, he heads to the nearest three-star hotel and rents a room with a window view of the city.
Once he took a quick shower, he lays in bed and falls quickly to sleep.
The Next Morning
Waking up and having a hot shower, he opens his laptop to sees a message.
________________________________________
I'm won't be at Wayne Enterprises this week, come by Wayne Manor and we can have a chat.
- B. Wayne
________________________________________
'Short and right to the point, I'll head over there in a few hours'
Leaving the hotel, he makes his way to a nearby formal clothing store, once he enters, he sees a beautiful pair of twin females at the counter.
"Hi, ladies, how much for a custom made suit, i need it within six hours"
The girls look at each other before answering, "The jacket will take some time but we can make custom shoes, socks, pants, shirt, and tie by lunch for $450"
Adrian gives a quick nod before handing over the money and leaving the store.
'Now that my clothes are taken care of, i need to put my idea on paper since it will make it real rather than just a brat throwing out his imaginations'
After taking out more money from a different ATM, he heads to an internet cafe on the upper side of town which just happens to have a photocopier machine.
He walked out an hour later with a folder.
** Six Hours Later **
Standing in the lobby area of Wayne Manor, he stands next to Alfred while waiting on Bruce.
"Alfred, who's the kid?", they turn to see an athletic man with black hair with a metal stick in each hand, next to him stands two younger boys in their teens.
'No way, Nightwing, Robin, and the future Red Hood', he had to cover his mouth to hide a small smile.
Adrian shakes his head and walks over to them, "I'm Adran, nice to meet you", he holds out his hand to no one in particular.
The youngest one, around thirteen, comes forward first, "Tim Drake, nice to mee you too"
After him, Dick and Jason greet him as well, "I'm here to show Mr. Wayne an idea i came up with, in hopes that he will either buy it from me or invest in it"
They all nod as Bruce make his way into the room, "Come this way Adrian and we'll see this idea of yours"
a minute later, they all sit in the dining room where Bruce gestures for him to start.
He looks around at his audience before getting started, "I was only able to create a single prototype of my idea so please be gentle with it"
This was a lie, he simply purchased them from his system store using the three souls of the thugs he killed.
Taking out his prototype, "This is a handheld camera with face recognition software, like such", he points it at Dick's face and takes a picture.
After just twenty seconds, it gives a plethora of information on Dick's background, "Richard John Grayson, raised in a circus, he watched as his parents died in front of him before being adopted by Bruce Wayne", he puts the device down.
"There's other information on you that appeared on it but i think that's enough", he slides the gadget over to Bruce.
"I have other ideas but they are just that, ideas, not anything concrete so far", Silence fell throughout the room as Bruce inspected the handheld gadget.
Each of the heroes in the room was thinking the same thing, 'that would help catch criminals'
Bruce interrupted the silence, "if i said that i wanted to purchase this from you, how much would you want", he said with a smile. he liked the boy in front of him, he had guts, ambition, and determination.
Adrian opened his mouth, "you can sell this technology to the police, the military, and heroes, you stand to make a lot of money from it... I want 120 million for it"
Over the next hour, he talked with everyone in the room including Alfred, often joking and sharing stories before he signed over all rights to the gadget and received his money.
**Chapter One Finished**

Soldier, Warrior, Sniper, Martial Artist, Gamer, Game Developer, he was many things... now, he's Gotham's Gamer.

I suck at writing these summary's but please read the first chapter and see what you think.

Once upon a time, a prince named, no, scrap that!

On modern Earth, a young guy was walking down the streets. When people asked what he was looking for, he would always reply,

"Can you please point me where the comic store is?"

"Sorry, Sir, but there's no comic store here.." they would always reply but then, he shouted,

"Impossible! Kage Bunshin no Jutsu! My bunshins, find the comic store!!" he did a cross sign and crouched.

Every time he did that, people would look at him like he was a mad man.

.....

.....

It was now night time, the moon started to appear very slowly.

Ren, the crazy otaku, was still trying to find the comic store, he muttered,

"Is there really no comic store here?! No, IMPOSSIBLE!" He roared as loud as he can

As he was roaring, he didn't see that a truck was heading towards his way, the truck's light was off so it was pretty dangerous for you can get killed if not seen properly by the driver.

Ren finally stopped roaring and looked at the truck heading towards his way, he looked in horror as the truck crushed him into meat paste.

.....

.....

"Ugh shit, what happened?!"

A grunt sounded as if he was trying to clarify what is happening right now...

After those grunt noises ended, a mighty voice followed after it.

"Welcome young man, you are now in the void, where souls rest."

"Huh, I'm really dead huh..." Ren whispered to himself.

"Huh?" The mighty voice seemed shocked.

"What?" Ren asked the mighty voice to clarify his intentions.

"Nothing. You are my #1,000,009,301,982 soul yet you are the first one to be so fast to accept your death as others would freak out..."
said the mighty voice and seemed surprised.

"Actually, I've prepared for that line for a very long time now..." said Ren.

"Oh really... Then, for my entertainment, I will give you 5 wishes..." said the mighty voice.

"5 wishes... Well then, for my first wish, I wish to have a phoenix royal bloodline.

For my second wish, I wish to have an Anime System that grants me everything I want.

The third wish is Instant Mastery...

My fourth wish is to look like King Arthas in Warcraft but more handsome.

For my fifth wish, save this wish so I can use it later on..." Ren told the mighty voice what was his wish.

"Well then, if this is your wish then I will grant it now!" The mighty voice said out loud, following that was a snapping sound.

*snap*

"There you go, where do you wish to be reincarnated?" asked the voice...


"I wish to be reincarnated in the world of Douluo Dalu. as Tang San..."

*snap*

Another sound of snapping occurred.

"Now then, I will now send you to your desired world.." The mighty voice said out loud

*snap*.

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A/N: Author here, pretty busy at the moment as I am making a chapter for this novel and my another novel. Hope you enjoy....

Also, world he will be traveling on is:

1. Douluo Dalu.
2.  Naruto.
3. Seven Deadly Sins.
4. Fairy Tail.
5. [SECRET]

In the packed streets of Beijing, China, a popular comic book cafe runs its business as usual with the dim, but bright lights on, extraordinary smells of delicacies escape the gaping doors, and a welcoming aura that draws people inside. Everything was going on as usual except for the large signs posted on the windows outside written in large striking letters saying, "Last Chance to Get a Comic Book! Store Closing Today!" which made old customers weep to think such a grand place was closing down after 15 years in business. A young man enters the store after stopping to read the signs posted over the front windows. He sighs sorrowfully, looking around the shop, which was in the middle of packing up its books. He knew the comic book cafe would have to close for his uncle, the owner, had to pay for his aunt's cancer bill. Regardless of trying to prepare himself for the closing, he hadn't prepared enough.

Memories flood back in the boy's head of the comic book cafe. When he had gone there to read some comic books accompanied by cup-o-noodles. When he would come with all his books to study and listen to the warm buzz from the customers. Even the times when his uncle grabbed him by the collar and dragged him into the store to get a break from studying. The store had been there for as long as he remembered and he wasn't ready to say goodbye to it just yet. He walks over to the check- out counter and leans over, calling out quietly so he would not disturb the customers.

"Uncle, I'm here. You said you had something to show me?" A rustle is heard from the backroom and a man in his 30's appears in front of the counter. His shirt is damp and beads of sweat hang off of his face, dripping down his toned skin and into his shirt.

"Wei Zhixin, you're here? You came earlier than I had expected…" He says wiping off the sweat from his forehead.

"What were you doing back there Uncle…?" Wei Zhixin says teasingly as his face grows into a smirk, "You're sweating so much…"

"You shameless brat, how can you say this in front of the customers?! I have a wife!" His uncle hisses, sounding flustered.

"I didn't say, anything Uncle, are you thinking about something dirty~," Wei Zhixin says as his smirk widens and his uncle's face becomes a deep shade of red.

"You better man-up, you're already 20! This is why you've never had a girlfriend!" His Uncle exclaims with his face so red Wei Zhixin can't help but tease him even more.

"I never knew you were such a man Uncle! Not only do you do weird things in the backroom but keep up the stereotype of old pervy uncles!" Wei Zhixin gushes with both of his hands on his cheeks, laughing uncontrollably.

His uncle shoves Wei Zhixin behind the counter and into the backroom with a strong grip on his wrist. Wei Zhixin doesn't resist as he is laughing so much at the joke before he can barely breathe. In the backroom, boxes are heaped up on the left corner, labeled and all, probably ready to be shipped into his uncle's house or given to other comic book stores. A ladder is seen traversing up to the mysterious attic in which Wei Zhixin had never been allowed. Once, he had tried to sneak up there to see what was so special that had to be hidden from him but he ended up getting caught red-handed. Whatever happened as the consequence after that is up to your imagination. After that incident, he assumed that the attic was where his uncle hid his "not so PG" books and never again tried to sneak up there. As Wei Zhixin had expected, a man was in the backroom helping move boxes. The man, Wei Zhixin recognized, was his uncle's friend, and he quickly bowed down to greet the man, who greeted him back. He then followed his uncle up the ladder, step by step, into the dark attic. Or so he thought.

The attic was something Wei Zhixin didn't expect it to be. In all the comic books he had read, the attic was always a bad sign. From cobwebs to stray ghosts, the attic had a knack for drawing evil beings, however, this attic looked as if it was meant for a young child. The floor and walls were wooden and stained dark brown. A small wooden table was located on the side of the room, accompanied by a charming lamp. Apart from that, shelves and shelves of colorful comic books filled the rest of the room, making Wei Zhixin's eyes pop out of their eye-socket. From thriller to romance, all kinds of comic books filled the shelves which would attract any comic book lover, let alone Wei Zhixin.

 This, Wei Zhixin thinks to himself, must be Uncle's private library! Why has he hidden this from me all these years?!

"So, what do you think of my library?" His uncle swings his arm gracefully in the direction of the shelves, smiling as he watches Wei Zhixin's eyes widen like a baby's, a huge grin already forming on his face.

"It's amazing! Wow Uncle, and to think all these years you kept porn up here! This is even better than I thought!" Wei Zhixin exclaims browsing through the shelves.

"I'm so happy that you- Wait. WHAT DID YOU THINK I HID HERE?!" Wei Zhixin's uncle roars as his face becomes red once again.

"Nothing! What did you think I said?" Wei Zhixin raises his eyebrow, smiling like a jokester.

"Seriously, how have I dealt with you for all these years?" Wei Zhixin's uncle sighs tiredly, looking at Wei Zhixin with disappointment. "What I was GOING to say was, you can choose any comic book to take home with you. Just as a little something from me since the shop is closing."

"Are you sure about that? It looks like you really care about these books. I mean, they've been here for who knows how long." Wei Zhixin lifts an eyebrow accusingly.

"Of course I am sure, go find a book!" His uncle gives Wei Zhixin a small push towards the bookshelves.

"Alright, alright, I'm gonna go now!" Wei Zhixin says excitedly jumping up and down as he heads towards the bookshelves.

Wei Zhixin thanks his uncle multiple times before walking through the shelves, his hand brushing against the spines of every comic book, collecting dust. He soon finds himself in the darker corners of the attic where the light doesn't reach there as well as the rest of the shelves. His hand comes to an abrupt stop at one book which he would've missed if his hand didn't feel it. Wei Zhixin gently takes out the comic book from the shelf and traces the title on the cover with his index finger. He flips through the comic book to get some glimpse of the drawings and chooses this as the one he would take home. He walks back into the light where his uncle is writing labels for boxes. He sneaks up behind his uncle and grabs his shoulders tightly.

"HeY there UnCLe!" He yells into his uncle's ear, making him jump up in surprise with a loud scream.

"Holy- Wei Zhixin! How dare you sneak up on me?!" He says with his eyes wide open. He lunges to punch Wei Zhixin who, since he fences, dodges the punch successfully.

"Bye Uncle, and thanks for the comic book!" Wei Zhixin yells as he jumps down the ladder, and dashes out of the comic book store, surprising some customers who were about to enter.

When he stops to restabilize his breathing, Wei Zhixin realizes he ran himself into a park subconsciously. The park he ran himself to was located 15 minutes away from his house and one of the many things he adored more than comic books, was this park. It hadn't been renovated for a while, but the park was still in good shape, and since it was spring, cherry blossom trees, which were planted all over the park, were flourishing as young children ran around and couples stopped to enjoy the view. This park was the best place to read as it was not too loud or quiet, and the scenery was stunning. Wei Zhixin found himself an open bench, laid down on his back, and opened to the first page of the comic book. For the next hour, he was on his back and read the comic book with utmost interest without being disturbed until he flipped to the last page which read "The End". He finally gets up from the bench and rubs his sore back. He wipes the tears which escaped his eyes and looks at the book cover, his eyes red from crying.

"This was the greatest book ever!" He yells out loud, catching the attention of many visitors in the park, however, he didn't care much. He looks up for a second, and back down at the book, saying in a whisper, "The sex scene was amazing, but there should've been more kisses… and that villain was total shit, I would've beaten the crap outta him the first time I saw him!"

Suddenly, his phone rings which catches him by surprise. The book slips from his hand, and Wei Zhixin jerks forward to catch it, but it falls right through his fingers. Wei Zhixin picks up the book, muttering curse words and brushing the dirt off the cover page. He grabs his phone from his pocket and sees that he missed 15 calls from his mom. He gulps, knowing that he was screwed no matter what he did. If he picked the call up, he's screwed, if he went home without picking the phone up, he better have his Will ready! Wei Zhixin chooses the path of the phone since his mom couldn't beat him up from behind the phone.

"Hey mom, how's it going?" Wei Zhixin says cowardly, shrinking as he hears her breathing.

"Is this how you greet your mom after picking up after 15 missed calls? Was your ringer not on?! Boy, don't play smart with me! I know what you did!" His mom yells into the cell phone causing Wei Zhixin to flinch.

"Mom, I didn-"

"I know you ate those cookies I left out! Those were for your dad!" She says disappointedly, which was easily masked by anger.

"Oh, uh sorry. I didn't know they were for dad." Wei Zhixin says chuckling awkwardly with a guilty conscience, his hand scratching his neck awkwardly.

"Oh, you are so dead when you come home…" His mom says murderously before shutting down the phone. A cold shiver travels up Wei Zhixin's back.

"She sounds mad… What should I do?" Wei Zhixin murmurs under his breath. Suddenly, he gets an idea and grabs his book, leaving the bench and walking through the cherry blossom path.

Wei Zhixin walks around the huge park, his nose in the comic book once again, as he walks to the closest grocery store which he knew was only 5 minutes away. As he reaches the store, he looks up and BANG. He bumps face to face with the glass doors and falls down.

"BRUH! LIKE, STOP." Wei Zhixin kicks the door, which hurts him again, and enters the store limping.

He finds himself in the snack aisle and stands back, looking at all the options of chips, cookies, sodas, etc. He grabs a pack of Talkis, glass coke, and even some chocolate chip cookies, then walks over to the checkout counter, paying $35 (I'm too lazy to convert). He then begins his walk home, a small grocery bag in his hand, the other one holding up his comic book. By the time he reaches the gates to his home, it's dark and by then, he's been reading under the light of the street lamps. Opening the gate with his key, Wei Zhixin enters the house followed by his mother running out in an apron.

"Wei Liang! Do you know how late it is?!" His mom's face looks worried and relieved at the same time, but what gave it away was the name. She'd only call Wei Zhixin by his real name when she was mad or really worried.

"Mom, it's only 9. I took a while to bring you replacement cookies and your favorite snack. I'm sorry for eating dad's cookies." Wei Zhixin says in a soft tone, stretching out his hands to show the bag of what he purchased.

"Wei Zhixin, you didn't have to… I was so worried…" She says hugging her child and stroking his hair.

"It's okay mom, did dad come home yet?" Wei Zhixin says hugging his mother back.

"No, but he's coming soon. Today I made your favorite dish, Wonton Soup." His mom replies, retreating back into the house closely followed by Wei Zhixin.

"Sounds delicious, my mouth is already watering!" He pipes up as he takes off his shoes in the front and enters the warm house. Placing the bag of goods on the floor, he goes straight to the bathroom to change and wash his hands for dinner. When he goes back outside, his father is already seated at the table.

"Hello, dad." Wei Zhixin greets his father as he sits down at the table.

"Hey, dad!" Wei Zhixin's sister, Chang Lian yells from her room and comes running out.

"Hey bitch, what's up?" Wei Zhixin looks at his sister grinning.

"Stfu hoe and eat." Chang Lian glares at Wei Zhixin and sits down at the table as well.

Wei Zhixin's mother comes out of the kitchen with a pot of steaming soup in her hands which holds no mittens. The heat never gets to her for some reason! She sets the pot down lightly on the table and opens the cap. Steam pours up and the lovely, light smell of Wonton soup fills the air. Taking a huge breath of air in, Wei Zhixin sighs as he grabs a bowl and begins to pour soup for himself. Gulping the steaming soup down his throat, Wei Zhixin finishes his soup and immediately reaches for seconds. 
 
After having at least 5 refills of the soup, Wei Zhixin finally retreats to his bedroom. Filled from all the soup, he lays down on his bed and grabs the comic book, reading it for the third time that day. However, struggling to keep his eyes open, Wei Zhixin finds himself falling asleep with the book hugged tightly around his hands, and the usual sounds of crickets chirping before everything goes dark.

When Wei Zhixin wakes up, it's still dark. He sits up on the bed and rubs his back, yawning. When his eyes open fully, he stands, shocked. The walls weren't filled with posters he knew he put up, the floor was a weird old wood, and his bed wasn't a bed at all. It was made of wooden poles and fabric tied tightly around it to hold a human's weight. Wei Zhixin gasps, looking around frantically, and after taking a few breaths, he assesses the situation.

"This doesn't look like my room…" He says rubbing his hand, but suddenly stops. His hair feels long and silky, unlike his usual short, ruffled bed hair. He reaches for the bottom of his hair and realizes it's now down to his waist, and his clothes were unlike anything modern. He was beginning to panic again.

His clothes looked like those traditional things he had to wear to parties and shit, but it looked a bit odd. Those clothes were pretty complex, but this was simple… and looked REALLY good. By the door, a beautiful silver sword lies on the floor. It looked pretty complex for a sword, but it still gave him an odd sense of deja vu. Everything did. From the room to the clothes to the hair, it reminds him of something, but at the same time, he can't pinpoint it.

Wherever he was, all he knew for sure was, he didn't wake up in his own bed.

After his favorite comic book shop closes, Zhao Hui has been gifted a comic book that becomes his favorite in a matter of a day. but when he finds himself sucked in the comic book, Zhao Hui now must face not only the problems originally in the comic book but new dangers caused by his actions. That's not all. When Zhao Hui turns this hetero book into now a new gay romance, he has to face another challenge: his feelings for the main character. What more is in store for this y/n in this cliche story? Read more to find out in this hilariously written novel!

sn: guys please read the *reupload* chapters because I changed the names of the originial characters and also edited a majority of the chapter. Thank you!

[Yang Menghuo POV]
"This is Jiejie's treat for you because you accompanied me for two hours doing grocery shopping."
Yang Menghuo was dazed for a moment. He thought he heard it wrong, but what Ying Jie said was eerily similar to what Batman-Jie usually said whenever he did a great job doing anything for her. 
Batman-Jie would ask for his money and then bought him so much stuff with that money and said, 'This is Jie's treat for you, don't worry, Jie also worked hard to buy you stuff. So you can eat it!'
'Yes! Batman-Jie!' MengMeng or young Menghuo would be happy to indulge in anything that was given by Batman-Jie. All he needed to do was to always give Batman-Jie his pocket money. It was nothing compared to the time he could spend with Batman-Jie.
"Meng Bao? Meng Bao? Hey!" Shi Ying shook Menghou's shoulder.
"Y—Yes!" 
"Can you reserve a seat for us? I will purchase these cakes first," Shi Ying said. 
"Okay," Yang Menghuo nodded and sat at a table, guarding Ying Jie's shopping trolley while Ying Jie purchased the cake inside the store for them to eat. 
Yang Menghuo watched Ying Jie's back. She had a broad back for a woman, much like Batman-Jie if Batman-Jie was a woman. 
She also had the same big sister aura on her, which made Yang Menghuo very comfortable. It was the same comfort that he had when he was with Batman-Jie. At first, he was sticking around Batman-Jie because she beat up the bullies, like a little brother asking for shelter to his big sister.
But that feeling gradually bloomed into a beautiful feeling that he cherished until now. He wanted to find Batman-Jie again. It was so hard to track Batman-Jie, though. She never told him her true identity, not even showing her face. Let alone telling her house or whatsoever. 
He simply knew her as Batman-Jie. 
Yang Menghuo was sad for a moment, thinking of his slow search for his loved one. Batman-Jie must be waiting for him to come, but he couldn't find her.
Shi Ying walked to Menghuo with two slices of cheesecake. She sat on the opposite seat, facing Menghuo and slid the cheesecake on her rental boyfriend. "This one is for you, Meng Bao," Shi Ying said.
Yang Menghuo stared at the cheesecake, then he stared at Ying Jie for a while.
"Aiya, why are you looking at me like that? Do I have something on my face?" Ying Jie asked. 
"Do you love cheesecake, Jie?" Menghuo asked.
"Eh? Of course! Who doesn't love cheesecake ah! One can live without rice for a day, but one cannot control oneself without cheesecake!" Shi Ying replied excitedly as she dug in first. 
Yang Menghuo remembered that Batman-Jie also loved cheese. No store sold cheese in the village. People needed to go to the nearest commercial minimarket that was far away. Besides, most villagers were not rich enough to afford the luxury, so they ate whatever they had.
Menghuo often brought cheese from his fridge in his grandmother's mansion. Because Batman-Jie loved cheese so much.
'Ah, even her favourite food is the same. Could it be that Ying Jie is Batman-Jie?' Yang Menghuo thought. He had hope in his heart that his search was finally over. He stared at Ying Jie again, took a deep breath, and asked, "Ying Jie… do you… have a childhood crush or sweetheart back then?"
'If she says yes, then I might have a chance! I'm pretty sure that Batman-Jie also feels the same for me! She even promised to be my bride back then!' 
"Eh!?" Shi Ying choked when she heard that. It was so sudden, "W—Why do you ask?"
"I just… want to know," Menghuo said.
"Hm…" 
If Shi Ying could be honest, she would say yes. When she was around twelve years old, she accompanied her dad to the neighbouring village to transport rice bags and water gallons every day after school. One day, when she was strolling around the neighbour village, she saw a girl getting surrounded by many boys. 
Acting like her favourite superhero. Shi Ying wore a Batman mask she bought for 10 yuan to protect the ten years old girl. 
As a girl who was used to work like a man and carry many things for her father, she beat up the bullies easily to save the girl. The girl introduced herself as MengMeng because her grandma often called her that, and she lived in a big mansion nearby. 
MengMeng was extremely beautiful, almost perfect, like a barbie doll. And it charmed Shi Ying immediately. Honestly, since she was a kid, she was already confused with her preference. When she saw Batman, Robin, and Batgirl in a pawned comic book her dad bought, she was charmed by all of them. She was captivated by Batman's strength and handsomeness, Robin's boyish charm, and Batgirl's girl power! 
So she had to admit that her childhood crush was actually a girl. 
'Aish, but this is too embarrassing! I don't mind admitting it, but Meng Bao and I are not too close to talk about this private stuff!' 
After a moment of consideration, Shi Ying cleared her throat and replied, "I don't have any childhood crush. Back then, I'm too busy helping my dad to work. What about it, Meng Bao?"
Yang Menghuo was disappointed. At some point, he really wished that Ying Jie could be his Batman-Jie…
'Maybe because I missed Batman-Jie so much that I start projecting her image to another woman…' Menghuo thought dejectedly.

[Sweet Romantic-comedy novel]

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Shi Ying was a 27 years old working woman who was busy with two things, Career and BL! She was too busy working as a secretary and gushing over handsome men in BL manhua to bother finding a man. 

She had decided to never marry because she didn’t want to be dragged down by a lousy husband. But her traditional parents wanted her to marry as soon as possible before she became a ‘leftover woman.’

Annoyed by her parents’ endless nagging, she downloaded a currently popular app, Rent A Boyfriend App.

Out of necessity, she picked the cheapest boyfriend she could rent for two days to meet her parents.
Who would’ve thought... the cheapest boyfriend turns out to be her boss’ son?!

'You never told me that you are the heir of the Yang group!’ - Shi Ying.

‘And you never told me that you are my dad’s secretary! I’m screwed now!’ - Yang Menghuo.
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                                                                                 Chapter 21
                                                                                             Rose
                                                                                        Sunlight Town
                                                                                       5:39 PM - 9:35 PM
                                                                             Location: The Comic Book Store 
                                                                                      June, 29th, 2025
I look through the window to find any hostiles, "None." I'd say. Then walking out of the comic book store, I leaned onto the Jeep, then seeing a shadowy figure appear in front of me, "Who's there?!" I yell, but the shadowy figure is gone, "It could've been a feral, I'm sure Trevor can handle that if he/she is going in his direction." I said. I then climbed into the Jeep, as I spotted Audrey, aka one of my friends from school running on the street, dodging a bunch of zombies  and monsters. "Audrey!" I yell, looking to the side and forcing my arms into the door, trying to get out of the car, but the doors suddenly are shielded shut with boards and nails, as a monster crashes through a house and STEPS on Audrey. I scream in fear and kick the doors over and over again, struggling to get out of the Jeep. I finally force the door open, to see everything back to normal. There was no sign of Audrey anywhere, and the giant monster that Rose was sure just killed Audrey had vanished. I wake up from my day dream, "AUDREY!" I yelled as I woke up, "Thank god, just a dream." I said, rubbing my eyes, I finish the last of my popcorn, then that's when I spot the shadowy figure again, but closer. I grab my shovel and hop out of the Jeep, "Who are you?" I said, pointing my shovel at the figure, "I'm a person that came here looking for you." The figure said, "You're a feral then." I'd say. "I sure am." The Feral said, "People like you must die! After you brainwashed me to try and kill my only friends in this wasteland!" I yell. I charge at him and try whacking him with my shovel. He dodges it and he punches my jaw, "Ah!" I said, then swinging my shovel around, and hitting him in the cheek. The man groaned in pain, "You're gonna regret that!" He yelled, swinging at me, I swayed back, dodging a punch, then he hit
 me in the stomach. I then hit him with the wood part of my shovel. Blood comes out of his mouth, I cough, and hold my stomach, I then kick him in the place where the sun doesn't shine. "OHHHH!" The Feral yelled, I kicked his shin, and whacked him with the shovel again. He falls to the ground, I kick him, until he grabs my leg, and takedowns me on the ground. Then trying to stand up, he kicks my stomach. "Ow!" I say, holding my stomach, and squeezing my eyes shut. I get up, and punch him in the face, I run to my shovel, and pick hit up. "Help!" The Feral yells. "You've got no help!" I yelled, I kicked him as he's on the ground. He presses on my pressure point, I back away, holding my leg. The feral gets up, and pulls out a knife, trying to throw it at me. I spotted the knife before he threw it, and as soon as I saw his wrist about to flick that knife into my head, I rolled to my right, dodging it. I then ran over to him, and kicked his jaw. He held his jaw, slugged me in the face. I grunted, and before I knew it, he was running away. "You won't get away!" I'd yell, I ran as fast as I could. I felt like the flash, but female version. I got on his tail, and then… SMASH! I grabbed his head and tripped him, making him hit his head. I pull up his head again, and slam it to the ground. I pull his head up once more, but the Feral turns around and grabs me by the neck, throwing me onto the ground. I stand up and turn around, as the Feral attempts to stab through my heart. I dodge the attack and swing my shovel, but he grabs it, and tosses the shovel behind him, as it lands on the pavement. Then Feral uses his secondary knife and slices me across the chest, as blood drips from the cut. The Feral tries to cut my head off, but I duck and grab his shirt, sweeping him off the ground as the guy smashes into the ground. I collapse from pain and look at the Feral. The Feral gets up, and he still has his knife at hand, I thought to myself: "No! You can't burst in tears on the ground now! Your life is at risk Rose! Get up!" I get up. 
The Feral tries to stab my neck, I lean to the left, dodging the stab, I grab his arm with my right hand, and pull him in, kneeing his stomach. Then I punch his face, and combo him with a kick to the chest. I then kicked him down, and grabbed his neck, choking him. He gets out of my grip, then his head butts me, but my mind motivation told me to never burst into tears again. So I just stay there, with a red spot on my forehead. "But, how?" The Feral says. "It's called, mind motivation." I say. Then punching his face, he kicks me off of him, and I fall back, he gets up, and runs away. Into Trevors direction "You're so gonna die because of the direction you're going in!" I yell. "You don't know if I'll be eaten by a zombie!" He yells, disappearing around a corner. I stand there, waiting for the scream, then, he screams. "AHHHHHHHH!" The Feral yells. "Welp, Trevor definitely killed that guy." I said. Then picking up my shovel, walking back to the jeep. I hop inside, a zombie stumbles to me, I wipe the blood off of my lip. I then see that the zombie had short hair, with purple highlights, wait, that seems familiar. Oh no, that's Audrey's hair! I saw that it was actually just a spill of purple light from a window in the antique shop. "Phew." I say. I then slice the zombies head clean off with my shovel, I walk back to the jeep, climbing into it. I sigh, catching my breath. I drive the Jeep back to my post, after a few minutes, I'm on the street of the comic book store. I arrive at the comic book store, then getting out and taking the keys with me. I leaned on the jeep as I closed the door, I climbed up to the roof, and sat there, relaxing. I look over to the destroyed mall and suddenly see Anthony and- AUDREY!? The duo run from an avalanche of zombies behind them. I widen my eyes and slip off the roof of the comic book store. "Rose!" Anthony and Audrey yell, bashing through the doors of the Comic Book Store. I turn around and shut the doors of the store shut and lock the doors. "What were you two doing at the mall!" I say. "No time" Anthony says, "we've got an entire horde coming to the fort, and I've only made a number of 2 gadgets!" Anthony says. "Ok, let's do this," Rose says. "Buckle up guys." Anthony said.

When a full blown zombie apocalypse breaks out, Friends Anthony and Trevor have to fight monsters and zombies of all shapes and sizes. will they survive the apocalypse? or will they die trying?

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