One day when you wake up , all the adults are gone. 
No one above the age of 20 can be seen on the face of earth.
What would you do....?
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Oh and there various magical creatures and zombies lurking on the streets.
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And you have system..?

Tyra was a normal girl with a love for writing and dancing,her best times are spent with her bestfriend 
Nicole and soon her boyfriend Liam but everything takes a strange turn after getting a book from a mysterious store.Shortly after,she discover a new love for writing horror stories unknown to her that her new love is simply the possesion from a strange entity.
  It wants something dangerous  from her.It's freedom

"They have stories of their own, and it's time to make ours!"

Nelly Dale is an 11 year old girl moving into a small village with her family, hoping for this to be the home she longs to be in for most of her life.

Bringing her past memories with her, she gets ready to make many more the moment she steps into her new home. She gets ready for all the new adventures she would experience, with her soon lifelong friends.

A new chapter in a man's new world! The books I've loved are now my lifeline!

The next few weeks was incredibly eye opening for Ron, his siblings and is friends as they saw how powerful, incredible and useful magic could be. Although Sirius, Harry and the  Weasley's were in agreement that both Sirius and Harry should move to the Burrow, the living space wasn't capable of holding two more members for long periods of time. And so, the kids witnessed their parents working together with other Wizards and Witches, Goblins and a pretty rude House Elf and turning the Burrow into a House worthy of holding one of the oldest collection of Ancient Magical Tomes, Grimoires and books of history of the Wizarding world. Honestly, Ron had never had to focus on his Occlumency so hard, just to keep in his laughter, ``I can't believe you would have these books just laying around your study! What would you do if someone were to steal them?!'' Sirius had just finished when Amos joined in and asked Arthur to explain himself, ``These books contain ancient knowledge that in the wrong hands would bring horrific results! What were you thinking?!''. Arthur looked at them and meekly said, ``Well, these books have been sitting there for a long time and honestly, we didn't even know they existed!''

This time it wasn't just Sirius and Amos, the rest of the adults present joined in and started to `give suggestions' to Molly and Arthur. Even the mild mannered Remus joined in and started to shout with the others. The only reason they stopped was that Pandora and Blaire sent Kreacher to get Molly as it was dinner time. ``Go away Kreacher! We are busy at the moment!'' Sirius shouted at Kreacher but instead of going away, he just looked at Molly with a slight fear in his eyes and almost jumped up and down in joy when she walked into the kitchen with him. ``What just happened?'' only Sirius and Remus were still in shock and standing in the living room at this point as Amos, Xenophilius and Arthur had joined their wives at the dining table. Even the kids who were listening in on their `conversation' with Molly and Arthur had taken seat at the table. Whilst Sirius and Remus were looking around with confusion in their eyes, they remembered the last time they had rejected a dinner call from their friend Lily and Ron was once again thankful for his Occlumency as he saw the two walk in and sit down like they weren't deathly afraid of the three mothers currently sat next to their husbands. But it was all for naught as the next second, Pollux Black laughed at their predicament and offered them some `friendly advice'!

``If I was you, I wouldn't be late as next time the punishment might be higher than an empty plate. *Hahaha*'' although Sirius and Remus wanted to say something back to the old man sat at the Head Seat, they didn't dare as they looked at the three wives respectfully offering food to `Grandpa Black'. At the start of his stay at the Burrow, the place the `Heir of House' was going to stay at. Pollux was a bit stuck up and constantly talked about how much better the Black Family House was. As a reward, the adults had asked the kids to surround him each moment of the day and constantly ask him questions about Wizarding Etiquette, Old History and really anything they found interesting. Although the Weasley Kids and their friends were young, they could see that the old man was hurt and was suffering from loneliness, a little bit like Harry. So, they didn't pressure him like their parents had asked and instead slowly wore him down and convinced him that it was his job to `bring up the next generation properly'. At first, the old man was uncomfortable with the sound of `Grandpa Black'. But no one aside form cruel, heartless monsters can resist puppy dog eyes from eight kids, simultaneously. A few days after the short episode of `Precious Books should be stored in a more secure place', the renovation of the Burrow was done and it looked amazing!

Instead of looking like a large stone pigpen with extra rooms added here and there until it was several stories high and so crooked it looked as though it were held up by magic, it was an actual three story cottage that actually looked more like a mansion! Both the inside and outside was beautifully decorated but the most amazing part was that it was still somehow very welcoming and cosy and didn't at all feel flashy and ostentatious. ``*Humph* I can't believe that you are satisfied with this! This house is going to host the presence of at least four families that have possessions and relations to highly regarded figures in Wizarding History and is home to my Grandkids, Pollux Black's Grandkids!!'' honestly, none of the adults were even breathing at the moment and were just letting the old man scold them for not spending enough of his money. Finally, the kids came back from their tour of the house and the adults sighed in relief when the old man's attention shifted to the two little girls asking for a hug. Ron was very happy and satisfied with his life at this point but he knew that with the threat of Voldemort's return, he would have to step up his preparation. But he now had an extra layer of security and protection and even a new source of knowledge and an actual teacher!!

It was during the time the Weasley Ancestral Land's Wards were being renewed and empowered that while `taking a look', Ron decided to throw in a couple of High Level Runic Objects near the Ward Stones and thought nothing of it but at the last location he heard someone coming and in panic shot several spells at the person, `Incendio!' `Diffindo!' `Glacies!' `Ventus!'. In his anxiousness, he even shot a Jinx, `Flipendo!' and ony then saw the person he had cast the spells at. Before he could try to warn the person, Ron saw how easily the old man dealth with his spells and he realised, he hadn't even touched the tip of what real Wizards could do. ``Well, Well, Well! Little Ron is quite the young wizard, aren't you? Casting spells in a chain, without chanting and with accuracy not fit for your age. But none of that compares to this, a Magical Object that has Ancient Runes drawn with Magical Reagent Ink, very impressive!''

Having been bullied almost his whole life, Ray's only solace had been his Mother and books. but one day, the bullies took things too far and he died. On his deathbed he had two wishes, for his Mother to be happy and for him to have the strength to be happy in his next life. somehow, both his wishes came true.

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One year later…

He went overboard of hunting beast, turned 14 years old and reach 50 level. He is too addicted to his refine weapons and training. Also his stats went too higher than Senior Strength.

One year later once again...

He just turned 15 years old, and reached 57 level. He excited to get the grimoire book from library!

He ran to the library and saw many people stand surround of library's door, seem it hasn't opened yet. When he arrived and waited for 30 min, finally everyone is show up then door start noise and opening sound like creak.

Until the door opened fully, everyone went inside but some adults stay outside and forward for their generation to receive own kind of the grimoire book.

Some of girl's same age 16 years old, quick notice Jay'Den's handsome face with gold eyes, and white hair. They start falls in love with him, He ignoring them. (A/N: But unfortunate for them, he doesn't have any interest in any relationship.)

Everyone stand anywhere they wanted, but Jay'Den just stand in the center of the room and excited look up at grimoire books. He wanted to know what kind and level of grimoire book that he will receive from.

Wizard old man walk to the stage and coughed made everyone to quiet and look at him.

"Welcome 15 years old of new generations, grimoire books have their own spirit will fly in front of you, which you will receive. Also there have four different ranks of  grimoire books are 1 up to 4 clovers ranks." Wizard old man said, prepare cast grimoire books to release the spirits inside books to free to choose their master.

He started to release the books, and multi-books start toward their new master.

Some of them got 2 to 3 clovers rank books, and others got 1 clover rank books, and one got multiple of 4 clovers books and three of 5 clovers books which is Jay'Den got!

Everyone and Wizard old man was extreme shocked what they did saw the scene.

Jay'Den decide to grab one of 5 clovers grimoire books, but itself sudden change to 6 clovers before his eyes!

[Upgrade Grimoire Book 5 Clovers Creation to Mythical Grimoire Book 6 Clovers Supreme Creation.]

He was shocked he did obtain 5 clovers but itself changed to 6 clovers books.

[Notification:]
{Congratulation Host, you obtained [Legendary Mythical Grimoire Book: 6 Clovers Grimoire Book Supreme Creation!] and Attribution: [Multi-Colors Heaven Lightning]} (A/N: Don't complain about it, because he got it from Supreme King System's Auto-upgrade.)

[All of your Attribution are unlocked, and it is no longer restricted but your [Immortal Skill] and [Golden Wings] haven't unlock.]

'Let me see my status.' He thought.

~~~[Loading Host's Status]~~~
[Name: Jay'Den McDonald
Level:57 | Stamina:150,000/150,000 | Mana: 12,654,230
Experience: 450,000/125,000
Supreme Points: 603,202,320
Title: King of the Forest, Slayer Baby Dragon (bestowed by enemy Dragon tribe), Madness Training (bestow by System reward), Genuine (bestowed by his parents)
Strength: 32,043
Intelligence: 1,250,950
Magic: 610,310
Compromised: Complete 1 Book: Refine the Weapon (MAX!)
Charms: 100 - Max out(World's limit for charms, they can't stand with your charms.)
Physical: Immortal (Locked), Instant Regen
Skill: Golden Wings(Locked), White Wings, Darkness Wings
Attributions: Balance of World, Space-Time, Earth, Multi-Color Heaven Lightning(NEW), Yang and Yin, Ice, Wind, Poison, Darkness, and Holy Light] (A/N: Jay'Den's charms will destroy his world if his charm went over of max out that is system try to say it)

'He will become supreme wizard among in this world in the future.' Wizard old man was shocked and chill down his spine when he thought about it..

Everyone didn't know that his book was 5 Rank changed to 6 Rank, but they felt that they are in their dream right now.

"Host, your book has upgrade to [Legendary Mythical Grimoire Book: Grimoire Book 6 Clovers Supreme Creation], which is the reason why is your level reached and passed 50 level." System said.

"So if I keeping level up and itself book will grant me new spell and next rank?" He asked through his thought.

"Yes and no Host, your book is max out also 6 Rank is Only one mythical book from ancient time that no one could achieve it!" System said.

Young male’s name is Jay’Den McDonald, 21 years old and being Okatu. He really huge fans of anime but his top favorite is Black Clover. He really want to born in Black Clover! He don’t like to be involve with society. just like peaceful and quietly. If there an noises, he will get pissed off.

"Hello, Mr. Lee. It's a pleasure." Tayaw reached out his hand from the backseat, which Dae Ho shook.  "Likewise. Despite how much I wanted Chala to shut up about you, I have to admit, I regret not being able to work with you after I saw your book." Dae Ho complimented and gave Chala a drive-by as well. "Thank you. Maybe in the future, I can contact you if I write another book."  Tayaw replied teasing Chala. "That would be nice." Dae Ho said going along with the joke.
"Hah! Even if you're not kidding, what are you going to do? Drop your clients who are paying you just fine? You know it's rare for us to find decent authors." Chala said not willing to lose the game. "Come on. At least you're independent. My agency, on the other hand is eating a large part of my pies. I can't simply quit either because they have me by the balls with my shares of the royalties." Dae Ho expressed his frustrations. "That's why I quit the agency those years ago once I realized how their system worked. If I knew I can take care of you, I would have encouraged you to quit with me as well." Chala comforted in understanding. 
Meanwhile, Tayaw who was listening in the back seat noticed the south Teungeb accent from Dae Ho, and found it interesting. Foreigners when learning Teungebian usually pick up Northern accents like Tayaw's Nabla – Ouigab accent. Teungeb's Northern regions are where foreigners usually find work due its more internationally engaged industries like education, tech companies, sports, movies and fashion. Dae Ho, with his southern accent, must have been a part of those foreign ventures that engage themselves in the research, manufacturing and farming industries of South Teungeb.  
"By the way Tayaw, have you heard about Janus Paranik, the author of those basketball novels? Dae Ho here is his agent." Chala said trying to pull Tayaw in the conversation. "I see. Although I have not read his books, I have heard of Janus, he's one of Ouigab's prides after all. Is he releasing a new book, Mr. Lee?" Tayaw connected the dots.  "Yes. I visited him today as he just finished his manuscript. You should read Janus' books if you want to have an idea how to write sports novels. " Dae Ho confirmed. "I will." Tayaw politely agreed, even though he's not really a fan of the genre. "I'll give you a copy when it's printed out. I enjoyed the copy of your books that Chala gave me." Dae Ho said as he sincerely appreciated Tayaw's books. The two continued to talk about Janus' books until Chala cannot listen any longer. 
"Enough, Lee. Why is it that every time we meet, all you want to talk about is books? I brought you here for drinks!" Chala wanted to change the topic. "Just in time then, the bar just opened. Shall we? I have to prepare for tonight as well." Tayaw said as he pointed at the opened front door of the bar. The trio exited the car and went to look for a table at the bar room. Tayaw proceeded to the green room to check tonight's line-up to introduce to the customers. 
Tayaw's gig tonight is comprised mostly of lively songs. He performed acoustic covers of some popular dance and disco songs. Even though disco has had a relatively short popularity in Teungeb compared to rock and RnB, Tayaw's songs tonight still brought unexpected nostalgia to the customers. His arrangement of the songs also received a warm response from other musicians in the green room. After his gig, he spent a few minutes in the green room among the musicians, and excused himself shortly thereafter. After receiving his pay from Rudy, Tayaw headed to the bar room to also bid farewell to Chala and Dae Ho as he knew that the two will have a long evening. "Chala, don't forget to call for a designated driver. Mr. Lee, it's a pleasure meeting you. I have to excuse myself for tonight. I have to go home for some reading as I still have some assignments to finish." The two also understood Tayaw's situation and said their goodbyes. 
October 1, half a month after his books hit the shelves, Tayaw woke up in his new accommodation. The two month rent deposit in his previous dorm ran out the day before so he decided to find a studio apartment a few days ago and moved in early. The new place, just like his old dorm, is a five-minute brisk walk from Northwestern campus. It is also closer to more places he needs like the grocery store, a few restaurants and cafes, and the stationery store. The reason he chose to live alone is so that he can have more privacy and a better sound insulation so he can practice his guitar and vocals more. He did not forget to notify his parents of his move, but lied about the place being a dorm room instead of a studio apartment. 
Over the past half-month, Tayaw was also monitoring the View Points in his eyes. He currently has over 45,000 View Points. This gave him a mixture of pleasant feelings.  45,000 individual positive responses for the last half a month is a huge deal for him. He does not know the breakdown of his View Points but the total is enough to satisfy him greatly. He was pulled out of his thoughts by a text from Chala. "Good morning, Tayaw. Topaz sent the statistics of the book sales to your e-mail. Who knows, maybe you already paid back the credit given to you by Topaz." This reminded Tayaw. He also hopes Chala's optimistic estimate is the case as well. 
After classes, Tayaw went to a coffee shop near his apartment. After he ordered his drink, he connected his laptop to the shop's wi-fi to check his e-mail. Clicking on Topaz's e-mail, a pdf file of September's nationwide sales of Grimm's Fairy Tales is attached. The Children's version has sold about 14000 paperback copies and about 1000 hardcover copies, totaling to a little more than 15000. The adults' version has sold about 11000 paperback copies and 1300 hardcover copies totaling to around 12300 copies. This brought a pleasant surprise to Tayaw. This is a little better than his estimates of the book sales he based from his View Points. Both versions' paperback copies are priced at 24.99 and hardcover copies at 34.99 at stores, with Topaz selling the books to those stores at net prices of 12.50 BGC for the paperback and 17.50 for the hardcover. 
The calculation of his cut from the Children's version is as follows. The first 3500 paperback sales netted him 4,375 BGC from his 10% royalty on net paperback sales. The next 7000 paperback sales netted him 13,125 BGC from his royalty increase to 15%. Then the final 3500 paperback sales netted him 8,750 from his royalty increased to 20%. The hardcover sales netted him 2,600 BGC from his 15% royalty on net hardcover sales. Adding all up, Tayaw earned a total of 29,210 BGC in royalties on the 15000 books sold.  Deducting the 12000 credit Topaz Publishing gave him when he signed with them, and Chala's 18% share of 5,250 BGC from what Tayaw earned, a total of 11,940 BGC is to be Tayaw's.
The calculation of his cut from the Adults' version is as follows. The first 3500 paperback sales netted him 4,375 BGC from his 10% royalty on net sales. The next 7000 paperback sales netted him 13,125 BGC from the increased royalty to 15%. The remaining 500 paperback sales netted him 1,250 BGC from the increased royalty of 20%.  The hardcover sales netted him 3,410 BGC from his 15% royalty share from net hardcover sales. Adding all up, He earned a total of 22,150 BGC  from the adults' version sales. Deducting the 12,000 BGC credited by Topaz and Chala's 2,650 BGC from his share of 12% of whatever Tayaw earned in the adult version's sales royalties, 7,500 BGC would be Tayaw's. 
From what Tayaw can figure, the reason why the adult version sold much more than he expected is because of the beautiful cover of the book. Teungeb has a current population of 120,000,000. Out of the 120 million people, he does not know how many children and parents there are. What he knows though however is that the 27000 books sold is still very far from reaching the saturation point, therefore there are still millions in his country who has not seen his stories yet.
Satisfied with the numbers sent by Topaz, Tayaw headed to the nearest ATM machine to check his balance. 41,312 BGC. Never in his previous life would he expect to have this much money even after a five years in the work force. The combined up-front payment of 20,000 for his two books paid by Topaz after the book deal was finalized was basically untouched. The "off the books" gift of 4000 BGC from Topaz was used by Tayaw as a two month rent deposit for his studio apartment. With his expenses as a college student, the average 350 BGC per gig he receives from Rudy is more than enough for him to pay for his generous daily food budget of 20 BGC. In fact, Rudy was satisfied in his performances in September so he decided to hire Tayaw again. He wanted to offer Tayaw the weekend gigs as well but Amelie beat Tayaw into it. Rudy has no choice but to offer Tayaw his previous Tuesday – Wednesday night schedule, which Tayaw also accepted.  This is also the reason why Tayaw spoke to his parents to not worry about his daily expenses anymore with the excuse of "I still have plenty of savings". 
Regarding his situation as a musician, he knows he is very fortunate. Usually for both solo musicians and bands, they work hard for a day or two practicing, arranging, and preparing just for an hour of gig. Tayaw, on the other hand already has plenty of experience arranging songs and plenty of practice from his previous life. He and the Percussive Corrections also experienced this when they were starting out. It was only because they were all talented musicians and passionate for music that they all got by. His current self, however is different. All he has to do is to brush up on the songs he arranged himself in his previous life or choose songs he knows he can easily arrange. After doing so, he will practice them for an hour or two before his gig on the same day. Tayaw can save up days' worth of work in his gigs.  
Thinking of these things, he strolled back to his apartment. He still has home-works and projects to finish and submit before the start of the preliminary exams.

Tayaw is a talented musician who never got to fulfill his potential. After losing his purpose in an unfulfilled life full of regrets; he is given the chance to do everything over again. Along with a mysterious gift and an unclear mission, Tayaw starts a new life.
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A ground work for a novel idea in the future.
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English is not my first language so excuse my limited vocabulary and bad grammar. thanks

*****

Throughout all of Arteria's chaotic thoughts over what had happened before and seeing the other lead character in the story, Arty was aware enough to join the others and eat their dinner once it's ready and then when it's time for bed, Arty and Emyrie went straight to sleep and rest until another new day arrives.

Before Arty closed her eyes and surrendered into slumber, she thought to herself that she might be able to think clearly by the next day and start making plans and decisions over what she's going to do.

Once the next day had come, the sun rising and shining its light through the open cottage windows, Arty instantly woke up early and first to face the day.

She sat up on her bed and looked to see that Emyrie is still asleep, and Arty was satisfied at that as she got off the bed, changed her clothes quickly, and went off to the library to start thinking deeply and make plans on what to do to play out her role as the main character of the story.

As she tiptoed quietly, checking on the adults to see if they're still asleep or busy doing something else in the early morning, she found that they are and headed straight to the room where there are all the books she needed.

She looked around, grabbed the most important books she needs to learn and know, and then started reading through them to gain more knowledge on them and the world she's in.

Though she might have needed Emyrie's help, the little girl magician is still a child so it looks like Arty is going to be doing this alone for the time being.

It was fortunate for Arty that she has an intelligent mind to absorb all that she can to learn and know everything.

It took a few hours for her to process all the books she's reading and stored them in her head before she heard some noticeable sounds that the adults seemed to be searching around for her, and Arty hurriedly put away all the books, but she marked those that she'll continue later.

Arty went out and played along, as usual, being the cute young girl that she is, and her grandparents smiled back when they saw her and called her over for breakfast.

Emyrie had just arrived, seeing that she's still a bit sleepy when her mother got her to eat, then the small family gathered around to have their breakfast.

They didn't notice at all that Arty was being slightly absentminded and that she was thinking deeply over something.

After breakfast, Emyrie piped out that she and Arty are going to play and Arty didn't protest as she went along and needed the short break since she spent almost a long time reading the books in the library.

The grandparents and Emyrie's mother consented and let them go but they also cautioned them to not go too far and get themselves lost in the forest.

Arty said in a responsible way to promise them that they won't and they almost gush at her adorable childishness.

Once Emyrie and Arty went out and play tag and hide-and-seek around the cottage, it was almost noon and nearly lunchtime that Emyrie suddenly stopped and went back into the cottage to see if lunch is ready yet.

Arty stayed behind outside, let herself lie on the grassy soft ground and look up into the cloudy blue sky.

She let herself relax a bit, while she's thinking deeply in her mind over whatever she's thinking.

Arty mentally sighed knowing that some of her decisions and plans she's making and about to make are way too hasty and fast.

But after seeing the other main character Prince Adrian back in the town before, she had no choice.

She had to find the magic weapon that is the Fiery Blade and find allies soon in order for the rebellion against the Mad King to start forming and find a way to defeat the crazy king without dying.

Even though there weren't any whispers about her yet since it's too early to tell, it won't take long for rumors to spread and reach towards the villainous king that the wielder of the Fiery Blade might have been chosen and found.

And she didn't want to die that early.

So for starters, she needed to make a list, an important list with all the key factors that she had created, known, and written into the story before it comes to an end.

First, of course, finding exactly where the Fiery Blade is and be its newly chosen wielder as the story goes.

Next, finding the exact allies who are the key to the rebellion against the Mad King.

Next again, meeting Prince Adrian when the time comes and have him brought to the fold of the rebellion against his crazy tyrannous father.

And next again, find out and discover how to activate the hidden power of the Fiery Blade to defeat the Mad King, without being sacrificed and then die at the end.

Then finally, finding the way back home in the real world.

Arty didn't know what to do again as she pondered over all of this. There's been obstacles and difficulties concerning the unexpected changes in the story, but she believed that as the main character and as its writer, she'll be able to breeze through it without any problems.

Her determination into seeing this through and trying to find a way back home to her former modern world has given her the motivation and drive to do this.

*****

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Get magically transported into another world!
There are Romance, Fantasy and Adventure! 

*****

A Modern Author, Elaina Raine was rejected by her first-time fantasy novel from other editors because of its lacking content and low rating. 

Not giving up on her writing dreams, she worked on improving it when she got caught in a massive fire accident.

As she was struck by the fiery blazing inferno, thinking that she's going to die with unfinished business and regrets in her old life, she wakes up in a new one, reincarnated into another world.

Specifically, the fantasy world of her own novel!

Now she discovers that she's reborn as Arteria Blaze, the heroine of her story!

As she goes through a long journey, battles, and adventures, and finding friends, allies, even Love, she wonders whether she should stay in the world of her fantasies and dreams, or find a way back and return to her reality.

Follow this amazing story of a Modern woman reincarnated into the heroine of her story, who wields the FIERY BLADE

*****

"How did this happen?! How did I suddenly reincarnated into the hero of my fantasy story? This is not possible!" The main character says.

"You're the chosen one. You wield the Fiery Blade. Only you can save our world!" One of her characters said.

"..."

This is the greatest fantasy story you would ever read in your lifetime.
Read the FIERY BLADE.
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Another 2 years passed in a blink and the most joyous event this year was that I had finally accessed my mind scape. It was a barren rocky surface with barely any thing else. The first thing I did was to look at the memories of that perfect night, the night that began it all. The TV broadcast about that serial killer. He imagined a TV and watched the whole thing with glee as the man confessed to his work. With a satisfying sigh and happy smile, Ace closed his eyes and a street rose from the ground around him. It was the street where he lived. He imagined a statue of his mother into existence and filled his house with happy and legal memories. Soon, the road was filled with cars and traffic that moved in a predetermined fashion. This was his drive and determination to succeed. Inside his school, the books became filled with the knowledge he had gained. Different sections for both muggle and magical books. A secluded section of the sewers became his spot for storing questionable memories. The different houses and shops represented different ideas and concepts. The different class rooms were filled with books and pencils that wrote down all that happened around him. 

With the basic structure of his mindscape plotted out, Ace came back to the real world and slept a dreamless sleep that night. The endeavor was magically and mentally exhausting. The next morning he visited the mindscape after breakfast and began to test out various theories. One such theory was that now he had eidetic memory due to his addition of memory class rooms. He went to find the nearest book that he could test if he was able to memorize it. It was a telephone book about 100 pages thick. He carefully looked at every page and was done in about fifteen minutes. I headed back to my room and looked at the new book that was sitting in one of the classrooms. It was accurate word for word, in fact it was almost a complete replica of the book. I smiled at this success and began to commit all the books I had to memory first. It would then proceed to understand them at a later date. 

While my mindscape was strengthened everyday, I was going excellent in my muggle studies. Occulumecy was such a cheat and made me wonder why it was such a rare art but then I realized that despite me being an adult and having a near perfect mind without any trauma, this art took me nearly 3 years to set up a mindscape. Adults in the magical society would have many experiences stopping them from being at peace while kids didn't want to meditate at all. That being said, I needed to become more magically strong to further improve my defences as they would need to be magically powered and I didn't have the required amount of magic. I pulled out my syringe and loaded it with a healthy dose of potassium cyanide. The deadly chemical was not regulated yet and I was able to acquire quite a bit of it. Nearly 3 kgs of it in crystallized form. Thankfully, I had telekinesis which could lift upto 20 grams in weight. This allowed me to never touch the poison directly. I headed back to the diagon alley and waited for an unsuspecting victim. I lucked out immediately as I found a muggle couple walking about. I smiled and followed them home. A quick run in with a child playing soccer was all it took for them to be dosed and they died in mere minutes. I happily pranced about till I reached my orphanage and continued on with my day. The news about a murder quickly made it was through the orphanage and soon it was decided that the funerel would be held tomorrow. As I imagined, the police were left clueless as to who could have done it. I guessed that the wizard child would be at the school at the time and I was right. I was sitting around at the bench near their house when I saw McGonagall escort a grieving girl into the house. Getting an entry into the was a piece of cake. All it took was a black jacket and a hat along with some impeccable timing to follow in with some adults. I saw the girl holding the coffin and crying her eyes out and naturally I offered her some water. I took the glass away after she took a sip and went merrily to my house. After all, who would remember a 6 year old cute kid. 

It took nearly 15 minutes but the huge rush of magic came and I was euphoric. It was like a breath of fresh air. I enjoyed the feeling for a while before diving into my mind. The first active defence I created was a sniper. He was placed on the highest building hidden behind an invisible wall. This was technically the second defence since, to reach the village you would have to walk through a huge expanse and tap about 50 stone in a certain sequence in a said amount of time before you could even get to the barrier hiding my real mindscape. The rocky field was filled with many floating memories which were the copies of the ones in the real mindscape. Anyone mindreading me would get here first. The barren field was also filled with chocolate smell that masked a subtle lack of air in the place. This should create a bit of confusion and soon they would be out anyway unless something had horribly gone wrong. 

Unlike my assumption about hogwarts education, it was rather easy to get good results at it. To get perfect at it was a bit harder. The easiest spell was called wingardium Leviosa and it's usage ranged from lifting up feathers to lifting up an entire train compartment once. Of course, if a student was able to lift up a feather it was an acceptable result to pass the class as no one expected a student to be able to lift heavier objects due to the lack of magical strength to do so. The issue that lead student into failure was rather mundane, and frankly stupid. The amount of assignments and the historical nature of the tests. Why would anyone have to know about the history of a spell as useless as rectumsempra the laughing spell. It was understandable why there was a written test in higher subjects such as potions, herbology, ancient runes but the easier spells should not have such back stories as a curriculum. 

After my daily magic practice, I would always go into my mind and sort out new memories and thoughts. After this came, muggle studies. Thank God for the public libraries because it would have been such a pain to read at school and explain why a six year old was reading books on quantum mechanics. Slimy was helpful because he could cast notice me not charms and bring me food whenever I was hungry. Slimy also informed me that my magic was now similar to those of my age which was bloody fantastic. I thought killing that girl would cause me to over shoot by a bit but it was actually fine. 

One more year passed and I kept up my magic but refrained to kill anymore magicals to avoid any suspicions. This was the year I decided to pursue legimency and boy was that a pain. Books on legimency now were priced in upwards of 400galleons and there was only a single book on it the entire knockturn alley. Outside of shops, slimy had ask around other elves for help and luckily, a few traitorous elves came forward with a few books on occulumency and legimency. There was an elf which came forward with a few books on dark arts and rituals as well. I was grateful to the traitorous elves and gave them a few galleons to spend. I didn't actually take any of the books but had the elves hold them up so I can read through them once and that was it. Elves were thankful, that I didn't actually take the books because now they can truthfully say the they didn't give anyone their books. Loopholes for the win. 

After a while, Slimy came to an arrangement with those elves. They would bring the books over to be read once and be awarded a sickle for each book they bring. Since, i was not biased against attaining knowledge, i memorized everything that they bought. This type of arrangement went on for nearly 4 years before the families a few of the elves ordered them not to meet any strangers or any other person outside the family. Since, they didn't consider elves to a person, Slimy continued the arrangement. The books went to Slimy's hand and into my brain with no chance of any magic to be passed over. 

When I first read the book on dark arts, I immediately knew why mom didn't want me to dwell on dark arts. The spells while being stronger than light spells, demanded a particular mindset to be used. There was one spell which turn a human inside out, but the prerequisite was to torture and kill about 76 newborns and their families. The newborns had to magical and pure of decent. I would rather keep my sanity and blast the person into oblivion using a simple reducto. Why would you use any spell at the cost of your sanity, especially the horcrux. Half a soul and half a mind, no wonder voldemort was killed by Harry. A simple diffindo would have killed Harry as a baby or stomping on him would have been enough but the genius decided that Killing curse was the best option. 

Aside from gathering information, I was also busy with practicing magic and I can proudly say that despite being an year away from going to hogwarts, I can do magic from all over the course, except from a few that can only be done at Hogwarts like flying or other minute stuff. These four years were lively in the muggle world as well. My use of telekinesis had reached over half kg and that was more than enough to drive a needle into someone's spine or toss a brick over a building or even push someone into a train or a truck. All of which I had tried and tested with good results. Well, I might have pushed it a bit by killing a soldier in the middle of a parade but it was a fun experience watching people rush about like a headless chicken. 

As for legimency, I am proud to say that I am finally good at it. Although, i turned a few brain to mush while practicing, but all is for the greater good of course. Anyone with a mindscape could detect any sort of intrusion into their mind but not many could defend with a simple mental barrier. There were always flaws and cracks to be exploited and gain entry without a problem. Also, any attack on the barrier was like a punch to the brain of the receiver. It was like a sharp noise and pain followed by a high pitch noise. People asleep or knocked out would rarely have their shields active, and if they did it would not be in an active state. Eye contact wasn't necessary but it helped tremendously. 

I also drank a few aging potions that I brewed my self and went ahead to open a bank account with had about 100 thousand dollars due to generous donation by richer people. I also used this money to but many guns and ammunition. I mean magic is good and all but a well placed grenade usually solves pretty much everything. I sighed and looked at my progress over the years and it brought a smile to my face, all while keeping the promise I made to my mom. 

This year was the final one in the muggle for many years to come, and i decided to complete my studies till high school and leave permanently. While, I would return to have some fun and gather new scientific research but I would like to permanently stay in the magical world from now onwards. The best way to do this was to buy the apartment opposite to leaky cauldron. This served two purposes, one would be to stake out new targets and other would be to mask the use of magic. I bought the apartment but didn't actually move there because a ten year old living alone would raise too many alarms. 

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Ambrose, it's such a fascinating name, it derives from Latin meaning Immortal, and derives even further from its greek counterpart, ambrosia, or food of the gods, as I said, fascinating. However, it is a misleading name, you see for humans are anything but immortal, neither are we any food. The human species as a whole is at the top of the food chain, and we, as humans, have the power to eradicate all life on our planet. We are so powerful that if any other species were to gain consciousness, they could potentially label us as deities, you see we are not food or prey, we are the exact opposite. I know Ambrose not because of its meaning or the irony, no, I know it because it's my name.


Angelopoulos, another foreign name, this one also originates greek, it's similar to my first name, however, meaning son of the messenger or just angel, combine them and my full name becomes the immortal son of the messenger or the everlasting angel. I find myself with a preference for the former because angels are already eternal, and thus being called the perpetual son of the messenger makes you immortal and a child of Hermes from the Greeks, Mercury from the Romans, and any other messenger god. I, however, am going to stick to the Greek theme I have going, my name is Ambrose Angelopoulos, the immortal child of Hermes, god that sounds exalted.


I would ask why my parents decide to name me such a bizarre name; However, I cannot, you see my parents died when I was three, I cannot remember much, but from what the orphanage matrons told me, It was their anniversary. They were driving back when the downpour caused the car to swerve. They hit a truck, killing them instantly.


Growing up, I was always a person who prioritized reading and learning over making friends, that combined with unusual intelligence, and having a unique name led me to become isolated within the orphanage. Being isolated and left with only books as friends, made me mature faster than usual, which made me even more isolated by the other orphans, causing me to retreat further into my books and created an unending cycle.


Sadly having no friends or acquaintances as a developing child left me to become increasingly socially awkward with children my age. This made me effectually mute, I only talked to adults or myself, that last part worried adults around me.


Eventually, school started, and I found it incredibly easy, blame it on my intelligence and reading habits. I skipped several years of school, this lead to an IQ test in which I scored a 152. I joined a class for 4th grade as a six-year-old, and I naively thought that these kids would be far more mature than children my age, in a way they were, but they still were jealous of my academic skills and that eventually lead to bullying. While being bullied, I quickly came to the epiphany that there was no need for friends when they all mocked me. I decided that there was no need to make friends, and all I needed was my books and the matrons.


One day after school, I was being chased by a mob of children of all ages. I placed a hand on a wall to rest from the constant running, I could hear the crowd coming closer to my position when suddenly I fell. I didn't fall down, I fell sideways, after catching myself from my brief fall I jumped to the conclusion that I was dreaming, after all, no one can fall through walls and not be dreaming, right? I quickly realized that I wasn't dreaming, then I came to two conclusions, either the wall is an illusion, or I can become intangible. I looked around from where I fell, and the place could only be described as if it was made for me, hundreds of rows of books, lot's of comfy chairs, and most importantly, there was almost no one there! I grabbed a random book from the bookshelves thinking that whoever owned these books wouldn't mind letting me read some of them.


Several hours later, which seemed to pass like seconds, an old-ish lady came to tell me that the library was closing, I promptly checked the book and left. Eventually, I arrived at the orphanage and was questioned on my whereabouts by Mrs. Mutton, one of the matrons. After explaining where I was and how amazing the library is, Mrs. Mutton got this look in her eye and started laughing. The audacity of laughing at the glorious place they call a library made me huff and brood to my room.


This repeated for several years, and now I am 11. After graduating from elementary school, I moved onto middle school, and the bullying continued, a good thing was that the whole time I was at the top of my class and I discovered the London library. The London Library was everything I could have ever asked for and more. It was there where I found my name's meaning, and also where I found my new favorite hobby, reading tales of old, from gods to farmers, demigods completing quests, and stories of how the earth was created.


Before reading those tales, I wanted to be a hero, you know fighting monsters, getting glory, and jazz. But in all the stories I read, a common theme was that the hero often suffered it was then I decided I never wanted to be a hero, then again being a villain wasn't suited to my tastes. I decided that I would be a bystander until someone bothered me, I would crush their friends, their families, and make them suffer. MUAHAHAHAHA—


Knock Knock Knock


"Who dares interrupt my inner villain monologue?" I asked in a jokingly manner.


I notice a bird trying to get in my room, I would have ignored it, but I saw a letter on its foot.


I let it in.


This letter is unique, I can feel it.


I look at it.


Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Read the story of Ambrose Angelopoulos, as he delves into the mysteries of magic.

 I am a high school student, I am doing this to get better at writing. As of right now, I have no release schedule planned but I will try to update once a week. I suck at summaries. One more thing, Criticism is welcome, after all, I am trying to improve.

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