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I hope you enjoy and befor we dive right in as a wise man once said fuck her right in the pussy

"Ok students all of you have been assigned their rooms.You will be staying two per room and here are your roommates and some of you have to stay boy and girl forgive me..

Levy and Xander
Lexy and Harley
Sasha and Lenny
Layla and Alexa
Sunny and Amy
The list continued and Sia wondered why her name has not been called yet but also decided on the notion patience pays.
"And you know since this is the Rand's Oasis Vincent will stay in his own Villa with Sia."
"Of course I'll be staying with him."Sia said sarcastically"Ok principal I just have one question why?"Vincent's cold stare made the principal scared but a sly smirk formed on his face
Flashback....
"What can I do for you this wonderful day Mrs.Rand."The principal asked politely"Hello principal I have a wonderful idea for your students."Ok I'm listening."I want your students to go for a trip to our Oasis in New York as a school trip."The principal smiled agreeing to the idea"Ok Mrs.Rand"Oh I have another suggestion in the plane make my done and Sia sit together and also when they reach there they have to share the Villa."The principal frowned"As I heard those two are not in good terms but if you want to help them sure I'm in."The principal agreed then hung up the phone.
Present...
"Because there are no other rooms and you two have to share the Villa let's go."The principal hurriedly said not giving them the time to complain.Vincent and Sia just sighed and went to the Villa.The Villa was surrounded with beautiful flowers and the breeze was cool.Sia and Vincent entered and they both went to their rooms.Sia put down her suitcase and fell on the queen sized bed and closed her eyes for a short nap.She woke up when it was almost time for dinner and quickly freashened up.She put on a blue tank top and shorts.She tied her hair in a ponytail and wore her unicorn slides took her phone.
Ring..
Ring..
"Who is that."Vincent thought angrily.He opened the door and found Lexy and Harley at the door."Oh Hi."Lexy gave him a bitter smile that creeped Vincent"Come in"Oh we will."Lexy dragged Harley in and they sat down at the comfy couch."Are you guys looking for Sia I will call her."Vincent asked them as he saw no one was willing to start a conversation"You know Vincent we still haven't forgiven you after what you did to Sia."Vincent stopped at his tracks and lowered his head"I'm sorry about that day I had no intentions to hurt Sia I was just pissed off and I just said what people wanted me say if I could go back I could deny that fact and I hope Sia will forgive me one day."Vincent took a deep breath.Lexy and Harley stared at him in disbelief did he just apologise genuinely"You will have to earn to my forgiveness Vincent what you did to me was just cruel and a simple I'm sorry can't change that."Sia said getting down the last stair after overhearing their conversation"I understand maybe someday."He also went upstairs to prepare for supper"Let's go I'm so hungry."Sia dragged them to the hall and they sat down.Their food was brought and Sia ate not caring about others"Sia if you continue eating too much you might just get a lot belly."Lexy how could you say that you know I can't get a pot belly because I am the best slacker in the world and also because of my modelling career."They laughed and continued eating till they went back to their room.Sia didn't see Vincent and she never knew if she should be happy or dad but a lot of questions flooded in her head.She decided to take him some food after saying goodbye to her friends.Sia entered the Villa and saw Vincent reading some documents.She bit her lower lip and approached him.Vincent saw a food tin in front and looked up and met Sia's eyes"I didn't see you in the hall so I brought you some food."She looked at him and Vincent gave her a smile and took the tin.She was heading to her room but stopped in her tracks when she heard him speak"Thank you Sia."She turned and gave him a smile then went to her room.
She took out her phone and saw a couple of messages and thirty missed calls from her mother.She smiled and decided to call her mother first.The call was connected after a few rings
MIRANDA:Sia are you ok and why didn't you pick up my phone calls.
SIA:I'm fine mum and sorry I switched off my phone just saw your missed calls.
MIRANDA:Just wanted to know if your fine I know it's late goodnight mummy loves you and so does daddy.
SIA: Love you to 
She hanged up and scrolled through her messages.
KIRA:Hi Sia why so quiet this days did you forget about me.
SIA:Hey Kira one question at at time.No I didn't forget about you it's just that a lot of things have been happening and right now I'm in New York.
KIRA:You left L.A without telling me are you sure I'm still your best friend?
SIA:Of course you are I promise I will tell you everything when I get back ok
KIRA:Ok good nyt
SIA: Good nyt.
She also saw a message from Justin and decided to answer it.
JUSTIN:Hi Sia I'm sorry you were kept with Vincent.
SIA: It's ok we actually don't even cross paths and that is good.
JUSTIN:Ok just wanted to check up on you good night I know how you value your sleep.
Sia let out a chuckle before answering.
SIA:You know me too well good night Justin.
She closed her phone and fell asleep.




Have you ever met a cold boy and a crazy girl???
Live in the world of grandma Sia and Vincent??


*******Spoiler alert****
"Who do you think you are?"Vincent asked coldly
"I am your grandma Sia and stay away from my amazing hair."She flipped her hair and left.


*****A few Companies Later****

Sia walked inside Rand company and into his meeting room and everyone was surprised including Vincent.She stood next to Vincent and took off her sunglasses.

"Is Mr.Rand handsome?"

"Yes absolutely."Everyone answered.

"Well he is my boyfriend now so behave yourself and don't expect anything from him."She kept her arm on his shoulder.

"Today we are going out on a romantic date and I will even wear the skirt he likes."Vincent smiled seeing her craziness..

"Remember Mr.Rand belongs to your grandma Sia.So who does Vincent belong to?"

"Grandma Sia."She smiled.

"Good bye."She kissed him and left.

Here are you to do and not to do list

1) you hold my bag when i want you to do if
2) you take my clothes to the cleaner 
3) Serve me 
4) you taste my food outside before eating in case I have allergies
5) you never ever eat any food in this house that I have allergies in 
6) You must always follow me to school
7) You follow me to my show and hold my equipment etc 

Wow I don't know why it feels like he is buying me giving me a to do list am a slave I thought personal assistant means if he needs help with with any tho important then I can help him 

hmm sir I wanna ask a question do u have visitors in here or you never have one 

I do have visitors why

since you have visitors does Matt come and does he cook 

yes he cooks every time he comes here

Adrienne was thinking

Oh god this is going to be fun I get to taste before he eats I will just fake a lie wait wats his allergies

Hey wat your allergies

you will find out 

his he been serious right now I will find out he  has gone nut
I saw him leave like an antelope
hey Mr Peter can I ask a question
yeah sure what is it
why is Blake always quiet 
you know that boy was a sweet little boy when he was young I saw tears gushing out of his eyes. 
but why did he turn silent and doesn't like anyone around him
he lost his mum when he was six and his mum was like a ray of light to him but seeing her die has taking his hope and way of life 

huh I knew he had family issues

thanks sir am sorry for asking you to tell me I can see Blake really cares for you too

I know he is like a son to me and I want you to bring back his ray of hope 

huh bring back wat am I gonna wake his mum

Peter!! gotta go

8:13 I gotta sleep good nyt sir 

bye 

you gotta bring the ray of hope back keeps ringing into my ear!!! 

bring the ray of hope back.

Isabella loves him but he loves Andrienne the poor girl she couldn't believe he chose Adrienne over her that poor for nothing girl she would say .

After the match Suzy still felt so excited. She really want to play another match with knight of the night. But her body felt so tired after all the fight and the quest match.

She got an idea and quickly sent knight of the night a text,

"Hey, you are really good as your ranking says ah. It's been a while since I have enjoyed like this. Let's play another game later. ^v^"

Chris who was going to log out of the game saw the notification saying

*Guardian sent a friend request and a text*

Chris contemplated a little and quickly accepted it, he quite liked playing with him. After reading the text he sent,

Knight of the night: you're are also good. I have also enjoyed our match.

Knight of the night: let's play another when we're free.

*Knight of the night accepted your request and sent a text*

Suzy after waiting a while she saw the text. She quickly sent.

Guardian: ok, cool. :)

Guardian: ah, as you won the quest tell me what is the final prize ah. I really want to know *v*

Chris when he saw the text, he didn't know why he felt a little funny, he then sent
Knight of the night: it was accepted by other member of my team.

Knight of the night: I'll tell you about it next time. :)

Suzy after reading the text, felt a little despirited but she was too excited that she was going to play with knight of the night again.

Guardian: ok, gud nyt knight of the night. I'll be waiting for our next match ^v^.

Chris saw this and sent,
Knight of the night: gud nyt, guardian.

Both of them logged out of the game after that. 

Chris felt so tired he directly laid on the bed just as he was going to sleep, he thought of fiery little Bunny. He smiled a little and excited to see her tomorrow.
.....
After sending it Suzy logged out of the game.
She was so excited, that she was still smiling so much.

Ben just walked in after dealing with the documents. He saw his sister laughing so much that her cheeks are blushed. Ben was curious looking at her excited face.

"Suzy, what happened. Did we win the quest?"
Ben asked her

Suzy turned her head and smilingly replied,
"No"

Ben hearing this felt so puzzled,

"Then why are you soo happy? ah"

Suzy said "I met a top knight brother, he plays so good. I felt so excited during the match. I asked him, can we play again? He said ok"

"I feel so excited ah. I can't wait to play again"

"Oh, a top knight that means you lost to him. He is good. Who is he?" Ben asked Suzy.

"His I'd is knight of the night. His moves are so good. Just like he's my mind." She said excitedly with a smile.

"Eh, so you don't like to play with your brother then. Suzy you are so heartless" Ben said with a little pout.

"Brother, don't be jealous ah. Whenever I play against you, you won't send any attacks. You just let me attack. It's not intersting ah" Suzy said smilingly at her brother.

"Of course, I won't. How can I hurt you. You are my little sister" Ben said with a serious look.

Suzy let out a sigh and said,
"My dear brother, it's just a game" 

"Even so. Ok then you don't worry about the prize ah I will chat with them ok." Ben spoke looking at her

Suzy quickly shook her and said, "no need brother, it's just a prize. And knight of the night said he will show me" 

"Oh, you don't want me to do anything. I didn't even play the game tonight" Ben said dispiritedly.

"Haha, brother it's ok. Let's have a duel tomorrow morning." Suzy said while getting up.

"Deal then, go sleep. Look at your tired eyes. I will wake you up at 6" Ben said excitedly thinking he will teach her more techniques to deal with idiots.

"Ok, also brother I will use your account. You will be at office, right. So, when you want to play text me ah I'll log out of it then" Suzy said smilingly at her brother.

"Ok ok. I will ask you then. If dad see me playing in the company. He will surely skin me alive" Ben said laughing at her.

Suzy went to her room after saying good night.

Ben helplessly smiled at his sister's excitement. He felt so tired after the documents arrangement. Just as he was going to sleep, he got a call.

He saw that it was Melissa calling, his mouth quirked a bit with amusement and picked up.

Ben: Hey Mel, what's up?

Melissa: Hey Ben, are you sleeping?

Ben: nope, just going to. What about you?

Melissa: no, I am still in a thrill. Your sister is so cool. She even played with that top knight in an equal footing.

Ben heard her smiling voice on other side, his face eased a bit. Melissa and him were college friends. They became so close during these 7 years. Infact to say that he has feelings towards her is not wrong. 

Ben was so concerned that if he say his feelings towards her, he might lose her. He didn't want to miss her at all. So, he was maintaining his status quo for all these years. 
He was also worried that his sister and her won't get along. He didn't want to lose any of them. He felt so tangled in his heart.

Ben: haha, she said about that. It's hard on you. It's who I asked to play with me right.

Melissa: no, I quite liked playing with her. Sorry we couldn't win ah.

Ben could hear her dispirited voice and quickly said,

Ben: it's ok, I only wanted to win it for Suzy.
Now she is thrilled about that top knight. She didn't even remember about the prize.

Melissa: eh, Don't be jealous. She just like to play for thrill. She is a cute kid.

Melissa: next time we will play, Ok.

Ben: yeah, that's for sure haha.

Ben: are you tired?

Melissa: a little but it's ok.

Melissa: oh, by the way is your work done?

Ben: yup, completed.

Melissa: you must be tired. Go to sleep early.

Melissa: let's have lunch tomorrow.

Ben: ok, I'll pick you up.

Melissa: gud nyt.

Ben: gud nyt.

After ending the call Ben looked up at the bright moon and let out a sigh. He quickly went to the bed.
...
Melissa after ending the call looked up the moon and thought about Ben. He was her best friend for all these years and she also have feelings towards him.

She was worried about how he will react if she confesses. She even tried many times but her heart always stopped due to fear of losing him. She knows he loves his sister and she was his first priority even though she fell hard for him.

He took care of her so much and sometimes she even felt that he has feelings towards her. She quickly erased that thought everytime.
She let out a long sigh.

Kate who was sitting beside her saw this and also let out a sigh. She knows that her sister is in love with her best friend.

She asked her many times who it is but she wouldn't tell. She tried to help her still went to no avail.

Kate got up and went to her room after saying gud nyt to her sister. She tried so hard to sleep but still felt angry towards that I'm a squishy player. His attack led her to die in the game which lead her sister to self destruct.

"Damn that "I'm a squishy", don't let me catch you" cursed Kate. She tossed and turned finally she fell asleep.
....
On other Lucas was also feeling so angry, 

"How could that "not so squishy sneak" attack me? I have never been so pitiful for a long time"

"If I ever had the chance I will that player again, hmph"

"If it isn't for Chris I would have missed this rare prize. Ah, it's too cool. It has mega booster pack, nine lives pack and a many combo packs"

"I struck rich this time ah, beside the main packs I can sell all the miscellaneous packs they are also rare" 

"The match is also cool. I never thought that there would be a player so cool as Chris"

"I'll send him a friend request."

Thinking that Lucas sent a friend request seeing that other person is offline. He happily logged out and went to sleep.
....
Michael after the game went to complete his remaining work. After completing them he felt so tired. 

He closed up everything and went to bed.
Thinking that tomorrow will be a good day, he soon fell asleep.

story of a college student and her senior. 
A certain senior who is cold and indifferent to others becomes inexplicably warm towards his little junior.

After Felix toggled a good distance inside the market, he lifted his hand, which had the AP bracelet attached to and called softly, "Queen, Please scan for those materials, Fountain Purity Drop, Darkstar Fly Dust, Golem Brass, Voidling's scales, and lastly, Uncommon Elemental Flower."
In a jiffy, the Queen used the AP bracelet scanning feature, making the bracelet emit invisible blue particles in 50 meters radius around Felix.
'I need to upgrade the bracelet.' Felix frowned his eyebrows at this limited range. He knew that the current new generation of Bracelets could allow the Queen to scan 500 meters or more. But for now, he focused on the materials. He just made a mental note to shop for another bracelet later on.
The players near him weren't surprised by his weird pose as a lot of players were doing the same in every part of the market. After all, in this market, there were thousands of sellers, yet no search bar to facilitate finding what one wanted.
Soon, the Queen finished her scanning and informed him, 'I found four materials of the mentioned list in those marked sellers."
Felix looked around and saw four sellers marked in red particles by the Queen. He thanked her and moved towards the nearest one of them.
After arriving near the seller, he saw that there was a small crowd of players that was surrounding him. though only one player was actually talking to the seller as the rest were gazing in focus at nothing.
Ignoring this sight, Felix aimed his bracelet at the huge hologram before him and the content of it was copied in his bracelet. 
After doing so, he went to an empty spot and stood like the others gazing at nothing. Though, that what appeared to the rest but for Felix, he was browsing items on an invisible holographic list.
This list was exactly the same as the prize pool list he had in his games. From the limited hundred items to the limited stock available to trade. The only difference between them was that none of the items were the same! Except of course the elemental stones.
"Got you!" After scrolling down to the bottom of the list, Felix showed a faint grin at finding the Darkstar Fly Dust. Plus, there were still 10 grams available in the stock! Though, Felix needed only 4 for the potion.
He already bought 1 gram from the Beethoven auction with 320 million SC! Yet now, he was looking at this material that cost just 1000 GP per gram!
Without wasting time, he closed the hologram and went to the seller.
"Trade or buy?" The seller asked him in a straightforward manner.
"I want to buy 4 grams of the Darkstar Fly Dust." Felix answered.
"As per the league's rules, please wire 4000 GP first and my 5% commission after the purchase." The seller informed Felix as he extended his AP bracelet to him.
Without an ounce of hesitation, Felix touched the seller's bracelet, sending him the needed amount. Felix was already familiar with the rules of the League, and he understood that he didn't need to worry about getting scammed or cheated out of his money.
Everyone here was a member of the League and based on rules, cheating another player had only one penalty, which was getting sent to mine elemental stones on mineral planets.
One should never forget that elemental stones get created in the most hellish environments, each based on the element. For example, fire stones could only be found on planets like Solaria planet, the one Felix played death race in!
Thus, those sellers could be trusted to not escape with his game points.
Ti-ring!
After hearing the sound of the notification, the seller withdrew his hand with a pleased smile on his face. He created a minimized version of the list and scrolled down until he located the material. He then clicked on buy four grams only and closed down the hologram.
"Contract or not?" The seller asked.
"Contract please." Felix replied expressionlessly.
Immediately after, the seller projected an invisible contract before Felix, entailing that Felix needed to pay him 5% of the total amount spent to buy the material. Reason? His labor fees!
That's right, his labor fees for reaching the gold rank and obtaining this randomized prize pool in his game!
You see, all of those players in the market were selling none other than items from the prize pools they obtained in their games!
Obviously, none of those items were actually belonging to them but to the SGA!
They were simply displaying the latest prize pool list they got after playing a game to those interested in the items they lucked out on.
This loophole was working only because players get 100 randomized items in the prize pool on each game. 
This meant, there was a high chance for a player to get not a single item or resource that he wanted while getting an item that was desperately needed by another player.
In other words, those two if they met, could totally trade items or buy them for each other with a small labor commission for the troubles.
This loophole was exiting for a long time now, and the SGA or the Queen never bothered to patch it up since it was actually beneficial for the Alliance's economy!
The players weren't doing anything wrong as they simply use their own game points which they earned rightfully in their games to buy items from other lists!
The only thing the SGA forbade was direct game points transfer. As for trading items or 'selling' them? They were never bothered about it.
Their indirect approval made this new emerging industry explode in popularity! to the point it got an official name: Prize Pool Free Trading.
Free Trading in the sense, every player in the platform no matter his rank was able to join as well, he just needed to play one game. That's all it took.
Felix literally could right now find an empty spot in the summit and display his prize pool with the intention to sell. 
Though, he would rather not embarrass him like this as he was still in bronze rank, which meant those items were also below the interest of probably every player in the League.
Thus, he only came here with the intention to buy the materials, nothing more, nothing less.
After finishing reading the contract that was filled with the usual known terms, Felix signed it and sent it back to the seller. Before getting told what to do, Felix touched the bracelet of the seller, wiring the 200 GP commission.
The seller nodded his head in satisfaction after seeing what he earned. He literally did absolutely nothing but display a list that belonged to the SGA and he earned 200 GP free. 
Though he did work his ass off to reach the gold rank, and that was something not any average joe could do.
Seeing his content expression, Felix smiled bitterly after remembering himself practicing this business on the Androxa's public market. 
Instead of getting rich players interested in buying from his prize pool, he was only getting commoners asking about what he was selling or even worse enforcers, trying to capture him due to selling without a permit.
This was one of the reasons in his previous life that got him obsessed with joining the Ivy League. The fact those sellers before him could just sit here and chill, yet game points fill their accounts without dropping a sweat. He always wanted to do the same, alas the trials were too hard for him.
"I believe you received the serial code of the materials?"
Felix's absent-mindedness was broken by the seller's polite question.
Felix nodded his head after he checked that indeed, four serial codes were added to his AP bracelet.
"Glad to do business with you." The seller gave him a polite smile and gestured with his hand for the player waiting behind Felix patiently.
Not wanting to block his business, Felix turned around and left, heading to the next seller that the Queen was marking. 
Felix wasn't afraid about the fact that his serial codes were known to the seller as the contract they signed forbade the seller from utilizing the code directly or indirectly.
Nothing could fool the Queen's vision.
...
15 minutes later...
Felix went through all of the marked sellers and obtained all the materials needed except for the last one.
The Uncommon Elemental Flower.
He spent around 19500 to buy 14 Fountain Purity drops, 1 Golem Brass, 4 Darkstar Fly Dust, and 2 Voidling's Scales. With the DawnTree leaf that he bought in the auction before, he currently only needed the All-elemental Flower and he could make contact with a witch to concoct the potion for him!
If it wasn't for the 2nd game and the massive amount of game points he obtained, he would have taken at least a year or so to gather those materials!
Though, he was still having difficulty finding the Uncommon Elemental flower. he continued to scan every once and a while, yet the Queen always gave him negative results.
Felix wasn't really surprised about the lack of this material as he knew that it was extremely useful to any bloodliner alive. This put him in a pickle as this material was a must-buy since it was the core of the potion!
It was known for being split into three grades, Common Element Flower, which possessed a petal for each of the 7 known common elements.
Uncommon Elemental Flower possessed a petal for those 7 common elements in addition to every uncommon element in the universe. Finally, the All Elemental Flower, which had every single element whether it's known or not. Sadly, this flower already went extinct.
This flower had many uses besides being a core material to the elemental potion. The most known use was actually ingesting it directly. 
Doing so helps to increase the affinity rating by 3%! Though, it was a must to have an element corresponding to a petal for that effect to take place.
For Felix, who needed the Uncommon Flower to make an Elemental Potion that had all the elements except for the rare ones, this made it challenging for him to acquire one.


Felix Maxwell was destined to be a loser, born on one of the weakest races and on the least favorable of situations, he was forced to face adversity head-on as he traveled across the vast universe where dangers laid in every corner, one day traveling in hopes of riches he stumbled upon a ruin where a supreme being laid imprisoned, in a stroke of bad luck the being laid its eyes on him and tried to take over his body, forcing itself upon him.

but fate hadn't given up on him!

he woke up in his younger body, 20 years in the past with the fallen being trapped in his soul.

 In his past life he had been a loser, giving up on things mid-way and never striving for greatness, he was a side character who made the strong shine even brighter, but not on this life.

he swore to himself he would strive for glory, he would take advantage of his knowledge and emerge as a supreme being!


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PS: This novel isn't a space exploration novel (Not in the first 8 volumes at least). It's mostly focused on the Universal Virtual Reality and the 'Supremacy Games' as the name implies, with some real-life situations as well of course!

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Cleon closed the bedroom door behind him, stretching his arms upwards. He interlaced his fingers and pushed his palms as high as he could. His back curved from the activity, awakening his still half-asleep muscles. Although they had always woken up before dawn all this time, he never got used to it. 

On the other side of the corridor, another door opened and another pirate walked out. 

"Say, Raz." Cleon greeted his leader, "I—"

"Where's Nyt?" She interrupted, passing him by.

The blue-haired pirate quickly followed her stride. A rigid back and tense shoulders, Cleon wondered if she ever relaxed. Even her steps seemed calculated despite how casual her pace was. Then again, she didn't become the captain's sergeant for nothing.

"He's in the bathroom, washing up," he answered with a yawn. Unbeknownst to Cleon's knowledge, the Prince actually spent more time tidying their sleeping arrangement than getting ready for the day ahead. The blue-haired pirate simply left the room without organizing the sheets and pillows he used.

"Good."

Both pirates descended down the stairs. Compared to Raz's demeanor, Cleon shuffled his feet clumsily, his hands on the back of his neck, "I've been thinking… What if Lily did turn out to be Ariene? Then, our mission would be over and we could head back before Scrooge could find us."

Raz merely raised an eyebrow, reaching the first floor, "If it was her, that would be a big coincidence. Not to mention, very lucky."

Cleon frowned at her lack of enthusiasm. She didn't seem to think it could be possible at all. Would it be too much to ask for it to come true? He really missed the food back at the Ytle ship. Deelah always had the best menu laid out for the day.

On their way out to the back, they passed by the farm owners, a couple that had been together for 30 years. White strands had begun to sprout on their head. Yet, they both had the energy of the young. They quickly told the pirates to come back for breakfast since they still prepared it.

Raz led Cleon to the spot where she had attacked Tylen. She hinted no warning before her rapier slid off its case and flew to the blue-haired pirate's head. Unlike the Prince, Cleon ducked and rolled. When he rose to a kneel, he had already pulled out his own basket-hilted sword, a hand me down from Alec. The hilt had already lost its shine but the blade had remained in good condition. 

He didn't wait for Raz to make the next move, he leaped up and slashed against her torso, hitting nothing but air. His leader dodged to the side and aimed for his ribs. The blue-haired pirate quickly blocked it with his sword. He took a step back, shifting to a more advantageous position, but Raz was a step ahead and swung the rapier right where Cleon went, blocking his path.

Cleon lost his balance. He landed on his bottom. With the number of times Raz tested his footwork, his bum had become immune to the impact. 

He stood up again and changed tactics.

Tylen watched the duel from the back porch. It was the second time he'd witness these sessions. Nevertheless, they baffled him just as much as the first one. The fluidity in Raz's form looked like a distant dream where he could execute the same.

When Cleon fell to the ground the 5th time, coal black eyes glanced at him.

"Do you plan to stand there all day?" 

The Prince gulped and walked up to the pirates hastily. Raz sheathed her rapier while Cleon hopped to his feet.

Once Tylen reached them, the sergeant gave them instructions, "This is how it will go. The both of you are a team. If you need time to discuss, you have 5 minutes to do so in between rounds. You must have each other's backs. Cleon, you saw how Nyt did yesterday so you already have an idea about his fighting form. The same thing goes for you, Nyt. Neither of you are clueless about combat so I expect you can learn something from each other. Your five minutes start now."

Raz distanced herself from them. She stood a few meters away, eyeing the forest. She made sure to cover the tracks they left before arriving at the farmhouse, both before and after carrying an unconscious Prince. She did the same thing during the rescue mission for Maia. Ever since her run in with the Nocti at the Stitz Inn, she took extra care about their journey. Deep inside, she knew it was only borrowed time. 

It wouldn't take long before the Devils of the Night found a way.

Cleon and Tylen ended their discussion with a nod. Both of them dashed towards the unsuspecting pirate from opposite directions.

Each of their attacks had been blocked by a blade. Raz had taken out her butterfly swords. She tested the Prince on his blocking and Cleon on his footwork. When one of her blades almost slashed Tylen, Cleon would move to block it… but this affected his footing. 

Raz squinted at Cleon's strategy. Did he really not trust the Prince to do his own blocking?

To prove this theory, she doubled the amount of attacks she aimed at Tylen. Like clockwork, Cleon's sword was there to meet her blades. Then, she added variety to it. She went for the head, the arm, the legs then, switched the pattern. Just as she suspected the blue-haired pirate still moved clumsily and not only that but also he left himself wide open without notice.

She sighed. 

Raz spun on her heel and jabbed Cleon's ribs with the butt of her sword. Then, she did the same thing with his shoulder. He crippled to the ground, trembling from the impact.

"Before you start protecting others, you should learn to protect yourself. How useless would it be if you can be defeated this easily? In the end, you protected no one."

Her words pierced and embedded themselves in the Prince's mind. It hit home. She was right. He couldn't possibly stand by Ariene's side only to be overpowered by enemies. He would serve no purpose to be there especially with his plans. It also wouldn't be right to have Hayden bear the responsibility. 

Even before, with Raz's words, it meant his Knight didn't protect only one person but that he protected two. 

How could he have lived like this for so long?

The sword in his hand grew heavier. 

Had he been making excuses?

He wrapped a hand over his other one. They both gripped the hilt. His eyes stared hard at the shining blade. Although he had never really used it a lot, he had taken good care of it. His best friend had given it to him once he turned eighteen. Hayden had told him he'd be more at ease to know he wasn't unarmed.

The Prince pursed his lips.

The only thing hindering was himself and not his lack of abilities. Some of them could only be learned through hard work and determination. He just needed to believe in it.

Tylen swung the sword towards Raz. 

The pirate crossed her blades to block his attack. She glared at the Prince's face, noting his sharpened features. It seemed like he was ready to play. The corner of her lips tugged upwards.

Raz spread her arms to push him off. Tylen already saw it coming and stepped back, digging his heel into the soil. He swung his sword towards the size, flipping it overhead. He had no desire to overpower the pirate. He knew his prowess. He only needed to familiarize his body into engaging in battles. 

One blade clashed against his and another flew to his other side. The Prince took another step to maneuver his sword and dodged. 

On and on, Raz kept attacking his sides. Then, she switched to his head. Tylen manipulated the blade to try different swings. When one of them lacked power, the pirate lifted off her sword faster to not completely knock it off his hands. 

Once satisfied, she aimed for his legs. 

Cleon watched from the ground. The two of them had practically circled the entire field with their dance. Raz had nudged the Prince's sword a few times, clearing overpowering it. She had done this with him as well—until she became dissatisfied with his performance of committing similar mistakes over and over again.

Soon, Raz used a complicated move and swept the Tylen off his feet, his sword clattering next to him.

"Not bad," she commented, "Your defense is better than you've implied. A little more and you can try attack positions. Get some rest for a while."

Blades ready in position, Raz turned to Cleon and slashed them next to him. The blue-haired pirate yelped, scrambling to his feet. When he looked at his leader, he could almost see smoke clouding over her coal eyes with a small hot white flame.

"How many times have I told you to master your defense sword skills?" Raz seethed. Her butterfly swords on either side, she stalked her way up to Cleon.

Cleon backed away, raising his hands in front of his chest, "That's not fair! He had lessons from knights! Plus he's far older than me!"

"Yet, you want to pick a fight with a knight far more advanced than him. You're too eager to attack when you can't even defend your openings. If you want to catch up to Nyt, we need to enhance training."

When the blue-haired pirate hit the porch railing behind him, he gulped. He swiftly raised his sword. Raz had him imprisoned. She purposely led him to this spot so he couldn't move his body away from her. 

All he had to protect himself against his leader was his basket-hilted sword.

Raz showed no mercy and blocked all possible openings Cleon could use to escape. Unlike with the Prince, her pattern of attacks shuffled. She expected more from the blue-haired pirate since she had overseen his training for the past year. Yet, even Maia seemed far better than him.

From his viewpoint, Tylen now knew why Cleon had called Raz a monster.

"Let me get this straight, you want your fiancée who had zero training to rise from the dead and take her place as your rightful Queen?"

Aurae Kingdom had two princesses, one born from the Queen, one born from a mistress. 

Princess Alkas and Princess Ariene's fate had been aligned since they were conceived... until a fire broke out inside the palace, killing the king, the mistress and the illegitimate princess.

With no one else to stand in her way, Princess Alkas is ready to take the throne with Tylen as her king.

If only a band of pirates isn't about to swipe the crown off her head. 

Under the orders of His Highness, Crown Prince Tylen, the group goes on the hunt for a dead princess to oppose Princess Alkas' ascencion.

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Galahad put his bag in the back of the carriage cart with no regards to the face of fear Disark was making at him. He sat at the passenger seat and smiled at the shivering man like nothing but leisurely events had just taken place.

Young Disark however, was very scared of the man who just took down such an intimidating fighter with almost no effort at all. He actually had no idea that Galahad  fought like his life depended on it, he was in danger nearly half the time he fought Tekko.

Galahad was not normally one to start a conflict, his friends always used to start them often enough. He only intended to use this fight as a way to judge his current limit. If he wanted to find his friends and save them, he needed to know if his strength was independent enough for everyone to survive once he managed to get back in the dungeons.

On the way out of town, Galahad dropped off the cane he'd been borrowing from the medical center. He went no further than the front desk before immediately leaving.

'Pavell doesn't need to see me walking about just fine after just a few days, pretty soon I can drop the act and consume some more mana orbs. ' Galahad was practically giddy at the thought.

Galahad and James made their way out of the city and into the main dirt road that led to the outside world. No more interruptions stopped them as they left. The city disappeared behind them as the rising sun detached itself from the horizon of snowy trees. 

*****

One afternoon had passed and the two travelers made their way through the valley and started to reach the path that cut around the forest and its odd mist. Disark kept glancing to the side of the forest with great concern. He could see wisps of the white fog peaking out between the frozen trees and the chattering noises of animals were freaking him out. Galahad didn't seem to mind, he sat cross-legged and his eyes closed, his face seemed relax with a curl of a smile peaking up every once in a while.

He told Disark that he was only meditating and focusing on internal mana related things. That was not entirely the truth though. He was more focused on going through the properties listed inside his class system. 

He pretended to be meditating because he didn't want to explain any of his odd powers to Disark if he saw his eyes darting around at nothing the nervous scholar could see. 

After a few hours, he discovered a few things that he had overlooked when first fighting in the dungeon with Solteer or connecting to the resonance towers.

He was able to pull up everything from his karmic plate inside his own head, including his vault account and contact runes. 

'Ooh I've got to try and contact someone like this. Will I actually be able to scry them with my thoughts?' Galahad put down a mental note to try that out.

'Oh and If I end up staying in Diagon, I should find a teacher or master who is willing to work on chi training.'

Galahad found his battle against Tekko to be an interesting learning experience. He found his limits were maxed out versus a battle class who was over three times his current level.

Even though he didn't know a whole lot on close combat, Galahad knew enough to know his own fighting style was atrocious. He left himself vulnerable to so many opening and missed a lot of chances to counter attack to end everything much more quickly. 

The only reason he had won was Tekko's psychotic breakdown and all mana orbs Solteer helped him obtain in the warden den. Galahad may have been the one to defeat the Succubus and Tekko, but he knew it wasn't his win alone. His battles so far were from lucky situations and outside help. 

Once he thought of finding himself a martial arts master, a bell went off in his head. That was another function he had discovered, the 'Task Board.' A list he could pull up involving wanted he wanted to do and noted them as tasks. 

[ Task Maker: Find teacher to improve mastery of chi release during combat. ]
[ Create Task? ] [ Yes ] [ No ]

[ Task Maker: Attempt to scry someone without the Karmic Crystal. ]
[ Create Task? ] [ Yes ] [ No ]


Galahad confirmed just the first one in his mind that he wanted to create the task. After that, he went into the 'Task Board' window.

[ INCOMPLETED TASKS: ]
[ Reached level 50 ] [ New Title ]
[ Reached level 100 ] [ New Title ]
[ Unlock Magician Class ] [ Rewards: ??? ]
[ Unlock Summoner Class ] [ Rewards: ??? ]
[ Unlock Creation Class ] [ Rewards: ??? ]


It was useful to put together a list of things he could do in his head, but if was not nearly as interesting as the possible rewards he could earn when unlocking a new class. The task system had confirmed that he could unlock all four types of classes and he will develop an even greater range of titles, that made compressing a smirk quite difficult for Galahad.

'I kinda hope my original magician class doesn't come back. As much as I like helping the others fight from behind, I figure this battle class could do a whole damage with some offensive magic backing it up.'

As Galahad sat and thought about all the future abilities he would develop, he heard something odd. He opened his eyes and saw a bird flying high in the sky above them, cawing out to the empty roads.

"Strange." Was all he could think to say about the lonesome bird. 'You and all your friends should be flying South, it's too cold for you here.' 

James noticed the suddenly active Galahad and expressed a face of concern. He had been tense since the start of the journey, his abrupt change to bring so far outside of the library was really freaking him out.

"Don't worry, I'm just watching for the weather Galahad said without stopping his sudden interest in their surroundings, now watching with a pattern of surveillance. Not helping with the driver's stress what's so ever.

Galahad sighed and broke away from searching the area. "You mentioned back in school your creation class was scholar and you tended to write quite a bit back then. Are you working on anything right now?

"Oh, well I'm not really working on my own piece right now, but I am helping someone else on getting their work published." James thought about it for a moment before finally taking his mind off the idea of dying from the strange fog coming from the woods right next to them.

"She had originally written a romance novel about some summoner and the summon, and now she's trying to get one of her more darker story sent out. She just has a few problems with her descriptors."

"Oh really? Did you know her through school?" Galahad pretended to be interested as it was starting to calm James down.

"No, she lives in Bluewalk actually. She'll be taking the second half of the job to take the empty carriage back to Teramore with me. That's why this job is only hired for the first trip. That and my father's being really stingy with the final payment to his loan. That's probably why I'm the one risking my life going as far as Bluewalk.

"Wait the cargo your father is forcing you to return is a loan? Not his baked goods?" 

"Oh heavens no, the type of bread and pastries my father makes wouldn't last three days in a carriage out of city, he refuses to use preservatives. In the back is a lot of pelts and supplies that the loaner asked for specifically for a little while back."

James thought it seemed strange for asking about supplies instead of money, but he didn't question his father's financial choices. The income of the bakery paid for most of the books James would buy and read at home.

"Huh. I guess that is one way to pay off a loan. So what exactly is your friend writing now?"

"Well I can't just give out the details if it's gonna be published. You know how some people are about their work."

Galahad nodded as if that made any sense to him.

". . . But maybe you could help with one thing she's been struggling with." James started to get a little excited for the first time that day.

"She doesn't know how to write in the concept of mana. She is a battle class so writing about Chi is easy, and nobody knows squat about realm energy. She's been researching the concept of magic without making it seem too fake for a magician to be super critical about."

"She needs help describing mana and magic? Well that I can do." Galahad said after immediately stumping himself with descriptors.

He sat quietly, pondering what exactly might, before realizing this was gonna be a lot for difficult to think about. "Actually give me a second, I don't think now is the best time."

"What? Did you see something?" James was so deep in thought of what to write, he almost forgot he was practically in the wild. He was once again flustered and stressed as soon as the conversation ended.

Galahad laughed at the man's knee jerk reaction without hesitation. He had them press on, only this time he seemed to be surveying the trail with open eyes and head on a swivel.

'Hang on guys, I come back to pull you out of hell soon enough.' That was a task he didn't need to note because he never stopped thinking about them.

*****

Twenty kilometers down the road was a camp hidden just over a hill the path wrapped around. The camp was filled with over forty men and half as many women. Most sat around small fires, drinking mugs of ale that poured from barrels propped up all around them. They were celebrating amongst themselves yet another achievement they made earlier that day.

Inside the largest tent, celebration was kept to a minimal as a large battle-class swordsman was staring intently at a map while dressed in a black heavy pelt cloak, giving the man a grizzly like appearance. He stood there with a menacing glare and only moving his hand as it seemed to be pondering up and down a blue glinting sword at his hip. It was clear this angry looking man was the leader of all the men and women around him.

Everyone inside the tent was quietly drinking their ale and counting the mounds of mana orbs and valuables they had gathered that day. The scene would have been normal to see among big dungeon parties that plunged into the gates for days at a time, but most of them hadn't seen the insides of a dungeon in years.

They had actually obtained such a large mound of mana orbs by pillaging and massacring a convoy that moved across the road that morning. The whole camp was filled with bandits who made a living on stealing from caravans and carriages that passed through the territories they hunted along. This group in particular was one of the worst in the country, they were called the Fangs of Nyt.

The reason they hadn't been caught was due to their raids only occurring on long and desolate roads such as the one nearby. The long travel times made reports of missing carriages harder to confirm and even harder to find. Most cities' government officials would not be readily form a search patrol until the people anticipating the missing transports bombarded the officials about the missing carriages or their shipments they were sure did not arrive from the journey.

The map he looked at was drawn up of most of the roads that carried between the eastern region of the Kingdom. The larger man was about to decide on the next place to make camp before any search parties arrived, until someone could be heard shouting out his name.

"Sir Dante!" Shouted a small and nimble looking boy that ran inside the tent with great excitement. The boy was a scout that usually came with news of a new target, he ran inside two days before the same kind of news.

Dante, the man in the heavy pelt looked up from the map and spoke in a gruff voice. "Young Arma, do you bring news of another possible catch already?"

The little boy nodded excitedly and took in a deep breath before speaking. "Croten found another convoy coming by; it has two travelers, four horses, and a long carriages with a tarp over the contents. If they don't bother setting up for the night, they'll be here by next morning sunrise at the earliest."

"Well done my little scoundrel, you and Croten will be rewarded for your work." Dante's voice boomed across the table. He took a step from the desk and scanned the faces all along the room, commanded everyone in a deeply sinister voice. "Tell the camp to end the party. The Fangs of Nyt will do one more run as we are parting from this section of the road."

A few cheers rang out while others began downing the last of the alcohol before they had to put it all away for the next few day.

They had been sitting at this road to celebrate one more night before selling the orbs. Now it's seems they will get one more reason to celebrate after slaughtering the two travelers in their path.

A world filled with life is nothing more than a stage built to serve the wielders of fate. May the entertainment your life become never be as dark as the one you’re about to journey through.

Galahad Mystroff lived in the world of Endora. A place where he and his friends were able to make money fighting demons in the dungeons below the city of Teramore. The place where his mother and father own a forge and shop they will one day pass to his little brother. His life couldn’t get any better, until everything went to shit. 

When an accident occurs during a dungeon crawl competition; Galahad is left with no friends, no way to fight, and a damaged body. The only thing he has left is a busted sword, words floating in front of his eyes, and a twisted new skill, the ability to devour the essence of monsters.

Can he use this new ability to recover what he lost? Or be consumed by his own obsession for power.

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--The Lower Region, Baymard--
.
"Night night bro!"
"Aye... see you tomorrow Terry!"
"Goodnight!"
"Night night!"
"Nyty NYT!"
"_"
.
It was already past 10 P.M in Baymard, and right now.... and within the lower region, several people had just closed from work and were currently leaving via their one of their company's buses or via car.
Some ended their shifts at 9 P.M, while others closed at 10 P.M and so on.
With multiple industries within the region, of course... not everyone could close up at the same time.
And for some of the industries here.... running 24/7 was a must, since the citizens depended on their services all day and night.
Companies like the power plant and heating company that needed to be constantly monitored, had their workers come in for overnight shifts.
.
So while others were going out.... several companies were just bringing in their overnight workers using their company buses.
This was a policy that had been implemented by Landon.
The night was never safe.... especially with visitors coming into Baymard.
So all workers that did overnight jobs.... whether they had a car or not  still had to get on the company buses for access into the lower region at night time.
And unlike other work regions that had cab pickup locations, the lower region was somewhat isolated and kept away from the public's eyes..... hence there was none.
.
On the bright side, the workers all had the option of using the free bus services that their companies all provided.
In addition to how far and isolated the lower region was from their homes.... his majesty had previously educated them on how dangerous walking in deserted regions during night time was... especially with visitors who could be enemy spies moving around.
So of course they chose to go by bus, or drive their cars out together in packs.
And even if they were driving alone, they wouldn't stop for nobody!!
.
As for the buses, each company had at least 15 Eighty-seater buses... that would also do 2 night time pick ups before the overnight shift began at 10 or 11 P.M, depending on the company.
And since the workers within the lower region, both original residents and refugees all lived within District E and District F..... the lower region had made its own bus station within those 2 regions.
.
For safety issues, it wasn't right for them to just pick up anyone on route..... as enemy assassins, imposters or other hidden dangers from visitors might take advantage of this situation just to get into the lower region.
Hence all companies within the lower region contributed and built their own 2-storey bus stations within these regions... that also had its own fence, and security buildings as well.
.
So the workers just had to go to the 'L.R Bus Station' within the residential Districts, before the scheduled pickup time.
There, they were required to show their Company I.Ds, Baymardian I.Ds, sign off their names from the list of overnight workers under their company... and wait for the buses.
In addition to that, as they presented their company I.D cards..... those checking them would ask them for any 2 out of the 3 pins secretly hidden within their card.
.
Each card had 3 different pin codes hidden on it... so when they gave out 2 of the pins, those checking would use their ultraviolet light torches and check if they were right or wrong.
Also on the back of both the Baymardian and Company I.Ds..... specific physical details about the owner were also secretly hidden behind the cards as well.
.
Things like: blue eyes, grey hair, height, right birthmark below left eyebrow.... and so on, were also hidden there for those doing the checks to take note of.
That way, even if an imposter came in... they would immediately know if he was a fraud or not.
How come both I.D cards say that they have green eyes and black hair..... but in person, they have brown eyes and red hair instead?
Imposter!!!!
Of course this would be the norm until picture I.Ds actually got invented in the future.
.
Again in addition to all of this, before getting into these company bus stations... the workers would also go through a security check with metal detectors as well.
They were to take off their watches and other harmless metal objects that they had and pass through the detectors there.
No kitchen knives, no daggers, no hidden weapons, no swords..... in short, no weapons were allowed to get in!!
.
All these checkups seemed like a lot, but if one was going to the F.B.i headquarters, C.I.A or other National security work stations back on earth..... these security checkups were seen as child's play compared to how much those workers there had to do daily.
And in a way, the lower region was just like Baymard's national treasure.....especially with the weapon manufacturing industry there.
In short... he couldn't wait for picture I.Ds, Computers, and even high tech lasers to be made.... so that he could revamp the place even more.
But for now, these checkup procedures and security measures would have to do.
.
'Vrrrmmmmm!!'
The night was filled with sounds of cars and buses leaving or coming into the lower region.
Lying flat on the ground, were 7 masked men all dressed in black.
They truly felt like crying, as they had been crawling, rolling and striking all sorts of poses on their bellies for the past 45 minutes now.
.
One should know that even though the summer was nearing its end... places still turned dark around 9 P.M, so they had to wait until then before finding a spot to hide in.
And with the massive open field before the lower regions fence, they couldn't help but curse their luck.
.
The lower region was also designed like the empire's front walls.
There was a massive open field with no trees before it, so they had no choice but to crawl within the darkness just like lizards.
As they crawled, they tried to avoid the massive flashing lights that seem to come from tall guard post towers located on the integer side of the fence.
Heck!..... even the palace in Arcadina wasn't this deserted and hard to break in.
.
As they tried their best to avoid the massive light beams circling around the field, they couldn't help but want to beat up the person who came up with it all.
Yes.... that's why they had been striking different poses for the past 45 minutes non-stop now.
It was all because of those fast paced moving light beams.
For F*** sake!!... who the hell designed this place?
.
[Landon: 'Achooo!!!'... who's thinking about me again?']


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Well, now back to the synopsis....
Er-erhmm. 
...............
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Chu Yi dies in a car crash and becomes Landon Barn, the illegitimate son of king Barn, ruler of Arcadina. Because his mother was a maid and the king’s greatest disgrace, his father had always despised him. The same could be said for his half-siblings. 

When he turned 15, his father had announced that the city of Baymard would be given to him, and would no longer be under the empire's control. It was a well known fact that Baymard’s lands were barren, and poverty stricken.... For god’s sake, this was banishment.

His deadbeat father had indirectly banished him from the empire.

Chu Yi woke up in a carriage, on his way to Baymard with a system

"So what if my father hates me? So what if I’m banished?.... I will turn my territory into a modern society"

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Author-san: the book is a bit fast paced. But it be really be worth it. so just give it a try and you might be surprised.



When Frank and Gaston arrived at the dam with Tom, they were slightly concerned. The area around the building was fenced in and rusted cars blockaded the entrances. The area was very imposing and not at all what Frank expected. 

"Are you sure this is where Queen lives?" Frank asked. 

Tom was confidently leading the way and turned around with a reassuring grin on his face. "Yes, this is the place. She has blocked up the place for some reason, but I am sure it's alright." 

"I don't like the look of this." Gaston grumbled in his impossibly deep voice. 

Frank looked at his oversized companion and noticed that Gaston was nervously adjusting his grip on the handle of his crushed junk hammer. The big guy was always easy to read. When Gaston felt like something was off Frank definitely chose to pay attention. More than once Gaston's instincts had saved him out on the river and sketchy places from many foes. 

"We will wait here." Frank called out to the young teen. They were just a few more steps away from reaching the southern portion of the dams fenced in area. "You go on ahead and bring Queen here. Only then will you get paid." 

"Fine." Tom replied giving a casual shrug. 

The two men watched as the boy went up to the blockade. The boy picked up a flat rock and instead of throwing it over the blockade, he started beating the metal. Loud bangs echoed off the dam and could undoubtably be heard by those inside. A few moments passed when suddenly a portion of the car blockade shifted and out from behind it stepped Lisa. 

"Hey, what going on Tom? Is something the matter?" Lisa asked looking down quizzically at the young teen. 

Tom tossed the rock aside and patted his dusty hands together. "No, everything is cool. It is just that I found two guys looking for you. They’re right over there." 

Lisa looked behind Tom to see Frank and Gaston watching them. The sun was brightly shining towards them, and it seemed they couldn’t tell who Tom was speaking to. "Oh, this is great! Thanks Tom. I was expecting them to be showing up soon. Here." Lisa pulled out of her pants pocket and handed him a dollar. 

"Glad to help out. Just remember that if you need something, come ask Grandfather and I first." Tom replied quickly folding the dollar tightly into his hand. 

"Frank Sellers! Come on over, we got lots to discuss." Lisa called out the two men. 

Hearing his name and squinting in the sunlight Frank realized everything was alright and they had found Lisa. The two men quickly came over to join the others by the barricade. Before the adults had a chance to speak Tom held out an open palm towards Frank. Seeing this Frank let out a laugh. 

"Yes, I know. Here's your compensation." Frank said handing the two quarters to Tom. 

Tom pocketed them with his dollar and gave a curt nod. "It's been a pleasure." Then he headed off back towards the docks. 

"I am so glad your back. Please let's go inside and sit in the shade. I have a lot of questions and orders to offer you." Lisa said turning to go back inside. 

Frank glanced at Gaston to see that he had calmed down some and his hands were still. Everything was probably going to be fine. "Alright, let's hear what you have to offer." Frank replied and followed after Lisa. 

Upon entering Gaston had to stoop low to fit inside, but that was something expected to happen to the big guy. Inside Frank noticed that there were several people clearing out the area. Various sized piles of rock, trash and junk were scattered everywhere as proof of their efforts. It also looked like two people were doing some kind of physical training in the building’s shade. All these people, however, didn't bother the two new arrivals as Lisa took them inside. 

There they found a messy large room with boxes, crates and file cabinets tossed about. Among all this was a rough looking white plastic table and several mismatched chairs around it. Frank also noticed several large machines that were lined up along the center space of the room. The closest one to him had apparently been already halfway dismantled and tools were scattered around it. 

"Please have a seat and ignore the mess. We are doing a lot of cleaning and doing inventory of things here." Lisa said taking a seat in her own dry-rotted chair. The two followed her advice and sat down in the plastic chairs. Gaston eyes the area carefully and kept his weapon ready. Lisa wasn't bothered by this reaction though; in fact, it was a natural habit that showed Gaston’s reliability. 

"Thank you, Queen. So, I take it things proceeded to your plan?" Frank said starting off. 

"Better than even I guessed." Lisa said rubbing her hands together excitedly. "I know I said that I needed construction tools and copper, but now I need even more items. Some of which I suspect will be harder to find." 

"Hmm, I'll decide that after you tell me what they are and if I am able." Frank replied leaning forward in anticipation. "What about the electricity? Can you actually make it?" 

"I already have. The dam here is hydroelectric and already powering the tunnel and computers monitoring it." Lisa said smiling triumphantly. "I just need parts for repairs, maintenance and expansion. Wait one moment and I'll get my list. It's just upstairs and I'll be back." 

"Alright." Frank replied. He was slightly surprised that she had gotten electricity so quickly. From the way she told him it was unlikely that she was lying. However, from the looks of the mess around here, he needed to see it to believe it. A minute hardly passed when Lisa returned. She had several papers in her hand. Taking them, she then spread them out onto the table in front of Frank. 

"This is a list of tools that I need for electrical work, welding, building and road construction. I'll also need electric protective equipment and various PPEs (Personal Protective Equipment)." Lisa said pointing at two papers on the left. 

Then she pointed to three more papers laying in the middle. "This is a list of the trickier stuff. I need these parts, custom made if possible, to be able to repair or replace the generators, transformers, and power lines. Same goes for those various fluids on the list too. These lists should be your priority for this order." 

Frank picked up the paperwork and scanned over the list quickly. Lots of the items he had seen or knew where to get. However, there were somethings that he had never even knew existed or seeing written down. This was definitely going to be a hard order to accomplish. 

"How are you going to pay for all this? I don't see anything around here that tells me you have the money for it." Frank said putting the paper down to look at Lisa. 

"It's true, I don't have much money, yet. But I do have a sponsor and customers willing to buy the electricity. So, money is going to be no issue soon." Lisa replied. She sat up and tapped the next paper on the tables right side. "As you see here is a contract, written by the sponsor and I, that explains the situation and transactions that are to follow. If you agree with it and sign, I assure you that it will be worth the extra effort. Also, Mr. McMathers, my sponsor, will sign it as soon as he returns. So, no need to rush the deal. Give yourself time to think things over." 

Frank curiously picked up the contract papers and found it was a printed document. It also appeared very legitimate and professional. Seemed to him that Queen wasn't messing around and that the sponsor was likely from out of town. The name Mr. McMathers interested him. The name sounded familiar, but he couldn't quite recall. 

Just then Willis came into the room with them. "Hey boss, I spotted the Mechs coming through the trees. They should be here in a few minutes. What's the plan?" 

"Awesome. I'll be right there in just a moment." Lisa said to him and stood up. "Excuse me, Mr. Sellers, but the customers are arriving, and I need to attend to them. Please take the time to read over everything." 

"It's no problem." Frank replied. Then thinking to himself as he watched Lisa go, he wondered, "Mechs? Out here? What kind of customers does she have?" 

Then he spoke aloud to Gaston. "Tell me when those Mechs get here, please. I'll finish up reading the contests and lists in the meantime." 

Gaston silently got up and lumbered towards the big sliding door to the building. From here he had a clear view of the dam road and Lisa with Willis and another. 

During her time building the barricades, Lisa had considered using the large metal shipping containers to block up the roads. Yet on closer inspection she had discovered that their locks were intact, and the contents had not been taken out or plundered. Inside three of the containers were four full spools of already made electrical line! 

It was truly fortunate that the electrical lines were still inside, and they would save a lot of time, money and effort. They could at least use the lines to start working on the power grid and conduct tests before the parts were brought to repair the dam. Until now she had left them alone, but now was the time to put one spool to use. 

Lisa spoke to Willis and Tayvon as she opened the doors to the closest container by the dam. "So, those Mechs are far too heavy to cross the dam. Considering that we are going to reconnect the generator to the transformer I have been working on. If it works, you two will roll this spool across the dam towards the Mechs." 

The two men nodded and took hold of the spools wheels to pull it. However, they soon discovered it was a lot heavier than expected. They had to really pull to get it moving, but eventually got it in front of the large sliding doors of the Powerhouse building. 

In the meantime, Lisa was adjusting the components of the transformer to the best of her skills, all according to the designs written in the old yellow manuals. Frank had stopped reading the papers and was watching her curiously as she labored. Lisa then tried flipping the switch on to test it, nothing happened. She let out a frustrated sigh and went back to work. 

… 

Gillian and two new trainee pilots were the ones driving the three Mover Mechs to the dam. Dilly had left a few days prior to keep looking for the last few Black Rats hidden in town and the chance to find a fighter worth his time. Meaning Dilly wasn't going to be helping drive the Mechs and Mr. Yates was deemed unable to fight, so training new pilots was the best course of action. Yet, Mr. Yates and a dozen other ERM troops were also accompanying the Mechs for support. 

The trip went easily. They found the way up the cliff and encountered no dangers. The two new pilots were able to get valuable training in without much stress. Gillian too was able to get better acquainted with his Mover Mech. 

After marching all the previous day and this morning, everyone was relieved to finally see the tree line. Just beyond was the dam and electricity. Which was good because the red flashing light on the controls was telling there was not enough power to return. This was now and all or nothing venture. If Lisa failed to get the power to them the ERM was going to end up being on their last leg for survival.

Several years after major nuclear wars, followed by the rise of robotic armies, have caused the world to become post-apocalyptic. The year is 2276 and Earth is now full of anarchy, corruption, and death. The rich are richer, the poor are poorer and government’s ever crueler. 

A lone woman carrying a large backpack, in the shape of a coffin, comes to a small post-apocalyptic town in the middle of southern Utah, whose only existence rides on the Colorado River. There is a dam which provides water, food, and transportation to the several thousand people who have been congregating in the slowly re-growing town. Many had once hoped to fix the hydroelectric station to rebuild their lives, but corruption brews. 

This lone woman stops at one of the bars in town and gets into a fight with some local gangsters who were mistreating a young girl outside. Causing her to become at odds with the gangs of the town. This is the instance that first roots our heroine, Lisa Cunningham, to save this town and prompted her to start growing her Black Market Empire here! 

However, gangs are the least of her worries! Robotic army’s, rebellion militia, mutated monsters, mad cults, competing companies, government entities and lustful men keep ogling over her all the time!! Not to mention the strange events that slowly begin to unfold around the little girl, Hanna, that Lisa had saved. 

Yet there is more to Lisa than gorgeous looks alone. She has come back from over 200 years ago and is learning more about what has happened while she was in cryogenic sleep. A sleep that she volunteered to do for the US military due to her cyborg body! There is so much that has changed on Earth, much of which is far from what she once remembered and now she has even more to learn. How will she be able to survive in a hostile apocalyptic world and reach her own frivolous goals to obtain great riches?

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As much as Ves wanted to snap up numerous samples of medium to high-grade exotics, he restrained himself as much as possible.
He only converted a certain amount of his money into firthals, and intended to reserve most of it for the acquisition of P-stones, F-stones and other spiritually-reactive exotics.
Nonetheless, his resolve wavered numerous times when he carefully brushed his gaze past exotics with useful applications.
Now that he was in the process of assimilating Senior-level Metallurgy, he recognized a wide variety of metallic exotics with known applications. He memorized their most relevant properties and also gained a sense of their prevailing market values.
Prices fluctuated considerably here. Not every exotic was sold at a bargain, and not every bargain offered a lot of savings. Part of the reason for that was the intense bargaining taking place.
Whenever a customer wanted to buy a product, they entered one of the nearby negotiating chambers administered by the Circle of Mota and bargained as if their lives depended on their efforts!
Both the buyers and sellers negotiated aggressively, so much so that a lot of people who finished their transactions stomped out of the negotiating chambers in a fit of fury!
The use of negotiating chambers to conduct transactions in relative privacy benefited both sides when they engaged in expensive transactions.
Their presence made it difficult for Ves to gauge the level of trade that went on. While all sellers drove hard bargains, he was unable to gauge which one was better at ripping off their customers than others.
Meanwhile, the buyers also maintained discretion. None of them looked forward to showing off the amount of firthals they carried to the unscrupulous guests of the Circle of Mota.
After trawling the stalls and shops for half an hour, he abruptly found his first lucky score.
When his spirituality brushed over a black chunk of rock, he immediately encountered the tell-tale reaction of a P-stone!
Ves casually raised his hand with one finger pointing upwards. It was his signal to Nitaa that he encountered a good that he really wanted to obtain!
Considering the extremely sharp bargaining abilities of the sellers, Ves did his best not to show his interest in the exotic.
Just like before, he approached the stall selling the P-stone slowly, expressing interest at other goods before considering the P-stone.
Though the dance stretched on for twenty agonizing minutes, he eventually managed to purchase the P-stone in exchange for the measly price of 7 million firthals!
For an exotic that possessed the rare property of storing his spiritual energy or spiritual entities while protecting them from decay, this was an absolute steal!
Of course, considering the P-stone's lack of properties, the seller didn't find this price to be so low. Unaware of its true applications, the P-stone had been mislabeled as a marginal low-grade exotic with unknown properties!
In a place like Centerpoint where an enormous amount of wealthy mech designers and other people came to shop, the vendors there jacked up the prices of such unknown exotics to a ridiculous degree!
In the Circle of Mota, such practices didn't fly as well here. The clientele was a lot poorer here. The sellers also couldn't afford to wait for years or decades until some random mech designer arrived and snapped up the goods at a ridiculous premium.
Ves was under no illusion that all of the firthals he paid would fall into the hands of pirates and other unsavory organizations.
Each and every guest of the Circle of Mota directly or indirectly facilitated the pirates each time they completed a transaction.
They did this through purchasing their sometimes ill-gotten gains, thereby placing a lot of firthals into their hands.
The visitors also supplied the pirates with valuable goods and services that were very difficult to come by in the Nyxian Gap but were essential to sustain their deplorable activities.
Nonetheless, even though Ves knew he indirectly enabled the pirates when he purchased the P-stone, he didn't care. Spiritually-reactive exotics were simply too valuable for him to let his conscience get in the way of empowering himself!
In fact, he was even willing to give the Five Scrolls Compact a hand if they bribed him with P-stones!
"Who knows if I'm already doing so." He quietly muttered as he received the floating container that held his third P-stone.
Though Nitaa still hadn't ascertained whether the Circle of Mota was tied to the Compact or not, they had only been able to explore a portion of the underground marketplace.
Most notably, the center of the city was closed off to most visitors. Only a small proportion of close associates of the Circle of Mota gained permission to enter. Ves had no clue what happened inside, but he had a feeling that more than just a couple of incidental trades took place in the core region.
If the Compact really had a hand in the Circle of Mota, then gaining entry to the center was the best way to obtain evidence!
It was times like these that he hated his mother's incredibly inconvenient appropriation of his Devil Tiger.
A masterwork mech was incredibly valuable! If Ves arrived at the Circle of Mota with such an incredibly valuable mech on offer, he might have gained enough regard from the organization to enter the inner marketplace. Who knew what he was missing out on now that he lost his only means of leverage.
He consoled himself with the acquisition of his third P-stone. Just like his first two P-stones, its appearance and physical makeup diverged as well. Yet even though it consisted of completely different materials, it possessed the exact same properties as the other two P-stones.
The addition of yet another P-stone in his arsenal was of immense value to him! Not only did he increase his external spiritual energy storage capacity by fifty percent, he also gained an extra container to hold living spiritual entities!
The appearance of a P-stone in the Circle of Mota confirmed his suspicion that the Nyxian Gap likely held more. There might even be a major deposit at one of its asteroids or larger satellites, just waiting to be excavated!
Filled with hope, Ves tried to restrain his urgency as he resumed browsing the shops and stalls. While the somewhat quiet and restrained bazaar failed to match the exuberance of normal bazaars, Ves was having the time of his life!
This was because he encountered three more P-stones!
Three!
Within a matter of hours, he instantly doubled his reserve of P-stones! He had even been forced to procure a floating coffer in order to hold his new acquisitions!
Due to their lack of perceived value, Ves managed to purchase them without significantly denting his budget. He still had plenty of firthals left to spare for other purchases!
"This is remarkable. I never expected to encounter so many useful samples here."
He understood why. All of the P-stones he obtained so far weren't very energetic. The curated marketplaces at Centerpoint and elsewhere preferred to sell something of more obvious value, while the Circle of Mota was much less discerning.
His only regret was that he hadn't encountered any other variety of spiritually-reactive exotics throughout his entire search of the rare materials quarter. He visited each and every shop and swept his spiritual senses over each and every stupid rock.
No luck. Now that Ves got his fill of P-stones, he wanted to supplement his exotics collection with F-stones and materials with different reactions to spirituality.
The F-stone he obtained at the Peacekeeper branch ought to have come from the Nyxian Gap as well. Why hadn't it shown up here? Could it be that certain people discovered their uses and kept them for themselves?
That spelled bad news for Ves, because the likeliest people to hog the F-stones was the cultists of the Five Scrolls Compact!
"Look to your left." Nitaa suddenly said, interrupting his troubled thoughts. "An auction is starting soon inside."
Ves frowned. "Auction halls are where high-value goods are put on offer."
Goods like his Devil Tiger mech.
"Maybe you can find what you are seeking inside."
"That's true, but the auction is too conspicuous. Attracting attention is not our goal."
Even though the auction venue probably did its best to hide the identity of its auction goers, Ves still harbored misgivings over entering it. Right now, he was just one of many anonymous guests of the marketplace.
If he wanted to participate in the auction, he had to demonstrate his ability to spend. From what he saw, the auction only allowed guests with greater access passes or lots of firthals at their disposal.
However, if he skipped the auction, he might miss the opportunity to procure another spiritually-reactive exotic if one went up for auction.
The problem was that the auction hall did not list out the goods it was about to auction. Guests continually approached the auction workers in order to submit their high-value goods.
Just as Ves gave up on the idea of participating in the auction, he halted. After a brief consideration, he decided to take a risk.
He swept his spiritual senses outwards and into the auction hall.
This was a very risky course of action. Before, Ves only limited himself to extending his spiritual senses within arms length or a bit further if he wasn't allowed to get closer to the exotics for sale.
He didn't dare to leverage his Spirituality out of his body too much in case some monitors from the Five Scrolls Compact kept their eye on such phenomena.
Yet the auction hall's potential offerings simply tempted him too much. The goods up for auction should definitely be a cut above the rest!
As his spiritual senses stretched forward, he tried to sweep the interior of the theatre-like auction hall as fast as possible. In order to minimize the risks of discovery, he eschewed precision and depth in favor of speed and reach.
His spiritual senses stretched further than he had ever tried to do before in the material realm. Due to the dispersion of his senses, his sensitivity and discernment ability became worse!
Rather than carefully inspecting the interior of the auction hall, Ves instead swept out his spiritual senses in a rapid pulse that lasted less than a dozen seconds!
Like an active sensor that pulsed out a signal and awaited a return signal, Ves only sought to ascertain if his senses bumped into something unusual.
Surprisingly, his senses encountered two different bumps during the brief period of exploration!
The first instance occurred when his spirituality encountered a wall of some kind that blocked his senses from going any further. It was as if the object possessed the capability of blocking spiritual snooping!
"Useful!"
The second instance his senses encountered something remarkable was when he suddenly brushed against something large. His spiritual senses immediately became stagnant when it encountered the large object. It was as if it had entered into a swamp and got stuck in the morass!
Ves sensed a hint of something else buried deeper in the large object, but his sweep of the auction hall quickly finished.
Considering the continued risk of extending his spiritual senses so far, he reluctantly decided to retract them all. In any case, he got what he wanted out of the attempt.
"Let's enter the auction hall." He abruptly spoke up again.
Nitaa didn't question his U-turn. Both of them calmly stepped in line and awaited their turn. Once they arrived at the front, Ves handed over his data chip which presented proof that he possessed enough firthals to compete in the auctions.
"Pass." The impassive guard said while handing back the data chip. "Behave yourself inside. Don't attack anyone inside and don't bid for something that is beyond your means to pay. We reserve the full right to ascertain whether you are violating our rules and dole out the necessary punishment. Is that clear?"
Though the warning sounded sketchy as hell, he heard the same spiel just before he entered the marketplace.
"We understand."
"Then make way and head inside. You are blocking the way."


After obtaining the Mech Designer System, Ves aims to create the greatest mechs in the galaxy!

In the far future, the galactic human civilization has entered the Age of Mechs. The countless lesser powers of humanity have come to adopt mechs as their main weapons of war!

Only a small number of humans have the right genetic aptitude to pilot these destructive war machines the size of buildings.

Born to a military family in the edge of the galaxy, Ves Larkinson is one of the many people who lacks the talent to earn glory in battle. Instead, he became a mech designer. Helped by his missing father, Ves has obtained the mysterious Mech Designer System that can help him rise in the galaxy and beyond!

His mechs based on the principles of life quickly allows him to rise to prominence. Powerful and highly compatible with mech pilots, his products have the potential to take the market by storm! However, success does not come easily, and countless challenges bar his ability to sell his mechs to a market eager for innovation!

With the sins of the human race in the galactic arena slowly catching up, Ves must navigate the perils of the ultra-competitive mech market and maintain control over his growing organization of misfits.

This is the golden age of mechs. This is the golden age of humanity. The question is, will it last?

"Any challenge can be overcome as long as I design the right mech!"

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