Sota Toyoda is a small boy who lost his parents at a young age and now lives with his aunt Ruka.  His only friend is Harumi, who often berates him. He is a shy guy who lacks self-confidence and his classmates take advantage of him. One day, a portal opens and a fairy enters his bathtub. Eventually, Sota became a love magnet for four fairies!

To all my kind readers, 

Because of financial problem, I decided to stop updating in this App and follow the suggestion of my friends, moving to another App called 'Novel Toon'. I will be updating there from now on and if you want to read the continuation, feel free to download the app. 

Oh, don't worry! You can still read it for free there but in Novel Toon at least can get a little money and Tip from kind readers. 

I am really really sorry!! *Bow deeply* 

It's because the situation in my home is not really good and the translation work rarely come because of the virus outbreak, I have to search ways to survive in this cruel world o(╥﹏╥)oo(╥﹏╥)o

Thank you sooo much for liking, loving and reading my story even though it's amateur-ish. If you want to support me then come and join me at Novel Toon. I shall waiting for you all （・∀・）

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and this is the link to my novel there
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UPDATE NEWS : Since it's college time, it won't be everyday. So probably around 3 or 4 chapters per week, but if I have free time I will update more! 

This is an original story. 

1. English is not my forte so please be kind and guide me ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ 

ALSO! Because of my lame naming skill, many people kinda confused with the use of 'Frozen Heart'. I used that word for Love Related, well she froze her heart because she doesn't want to fall in love (⌒_⌒;)

ANYWAY! THIS IS THE FIRST NOVEL I MADE, SO IF THE PLOT KIND OF NOT MAKING SENSE OR TOO RUSHED, I PLEAD FOR KIND READERS' UNDERSTANDING. (#^.^#)

I am REALLY a newbie writer here. (Ｔ▽Ｔ)

2. This Story might cause a lot of heartache, but the ending will be Happy! 

3. Yes, this is mature and smutish story which contains sexual abuse or such so extreme caution is needed! Plus there will be LGBTQ related so I hope for everyone's kindness and understanding. (´∀｀)♡

4. I have prepared discord link if anyone wanted to discuss about this story! Come and Join! Ｏ(≧∇≦)Ｏ

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In the last life, Ming Yue was abandoned and adopted by Qing Family. She was abused and mistreated, more over her adopted father always tried to molest her everytime there was a chance. This made Ming Yue became a gloomy person who never truly lived. Her only friends were ghosts who always kept bothering her day and night. 

In her twenties, her heart moved due to being saved by a man. A cold and handsome man whose eyes fixed not on her but a woman who had similar face with her. Yes, her twin sister.. 

Having no hope to have the man's heart, Ming Yue did everything she could to support the man and her twin sister while watching from the sideline with broken heart. She even sacrificed her life for the man. 

The man who finally realized that the one he truly loved was Ming Yue, made a vow while hugging Ming Yue's cold body. 

"If there is a next life, I will give all my heart to you." 

However.. it was different for Ming Yue.. 

In her last breath, she decided to let all go.. 

"In this life, I gave my life for you. In the next life, I want to live for myself.." 

"I won't fall in love with you for the second time.."

READ IT FIRST!! 
1. First this is NOT my main novel. I made this for my sick cousin because she requested it. 
2. This story main theme is COMEDY. There is a plot of course but not too deep (I hope XD). I plan to make this a light story with soooo many silliness. 
3. I am just a newbie writer, so if you think that my grammar is not good or the plot kind of not making sense, I do apologize before hand. :D 
4. There will be Yaoi, Yuri kind of vibe plus with R-18, so caution is needed. 
5. I will add more if I think of something XDD

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Audelia Elizabeth Von Leonhart was the youngest daughter of Duke Leonhart. Due to being spoiled and loved by her family, Audelia grew to be a selfish and malicious woman. She was in love with the Crown Prince of the kingdom she lived in, Rozenkrentz Kingdom. Her deep love toward the prince caused her to be obsessed with him and she would do ANYTHING to gain the crown prince's affection, that included harassing and assassination attempt to the woman who crown prince loved so dearly. 

Because of her malicious deeds, the crown prince sentenced Audelia and Leonhart family to death. At the end of her life, Audelia regretted her action and how she loved a man to the point of being obsessed. Thus she made a last wish upon her death. 

"..If there is another life.. I will do my best to pay my sins.." 

Her wish was answered and she returned to the life when she was 6 years old. Audelia was surprised to know that she was reborn once again. Thus Audelia began her life once again, paying the sins she had committed in the past after finding out there was another secret behind her reincarnation.

"Okay, then we will directly contact Professor Wang. I have a translator with me here right now, who is very good at translating Chinese into Korean. I will ask him to translate this book."
"Is that translator good at the Chinese language?"
"Not only the Chinese language. He speaks Korean fluently too."
"Korean language?"
"The translator studied in China. He is also a writer. His novel was once selected for an award as well. He is currently teaching the Chinese language in a college. For the translation work from Chinese into Korean, a translator needs to know not just the Chinese language but also the Korean language."
"Hmm. I see. All other books started being translated already? Since you made a contract with an agency for those books."
"That's right. The process of publishing a book is quicker if we do it through an agency. They proceed with all the necessary steps on behalf of us. However, as to the Professor Jien Wang's book, we have to take care of everything; we will even have to go to a bank to send the money to be paid in advance to Professor Jien Wang to China."
"I see."
"The Japanese books that we are publishing with the help of an agency are light read books with small pages, which are easy to read. The translation for those books won't take long."
"What about Professor Wang's book? Will it take long to translate?"
"That book is more like a scholarly book. The translation will take about two months."
"I see. Well, I am not familiar with the publishing business, so I am heavily counting on you, President Shin."
"Thank you."
 
Gun-Ho was sitting on his chair in his office, and he was thinking quietly with his eyes closed.
'I formed a publishing company—GH Media—sort of on impulse because I had adequate workers for that business: Jae-Sik and the workers from the design company. I am not sure if the company will generate enough revenue though. I invested 300 million won in that company, and I wonder if that money will vanish in a short period of time. Seukang Li is now the director of the bureau of cultural affairs in Shanghai, China, and he has the power in the field, including publishing books and media. I wonder if there will be an opportunity for me to do something using my connection with him.'
 
Gun-Ho couldn't think of anything for now, that would bring him some profit using his connection with Seukang Li.
"Well, there is nothing much I can do other than to rely on President Jeong-Sook Shin, who is known to have the hand of Midas in the publishing industry."
Gun-Ho then chuckled.
"The hand of Midas? The real hand of Midas should be my hand, I suppose."
 
Gun-Ho then thought of the joint venture opportunity with Dyeon.
'I am moving my current factory in Asan City to Jiksan Town and establish Dyeon Korea at the current location by investing in kind. Once I form a new company—Dyeon Korea—I will have to invest funds in it again. Would 3 million dollars be enough? Dyeon America probably invested in kind with old equipment and valued it at a high price.'
 
Gun-Ho continued to think while having a cup of coffee.
'I will tell them that we shouldn't name the company Dyeon Korea. The company will target the entire Asian market. If other companies which buy our products name their company as Dyeon China, Dyeon Indonesia, or Dyeon Taiwan, that would be overwhelming. I will name the company GH Chemical instead. Its products are a sort of synthetic resins; I guess I can add the word 'Chemical' to the company name. The problem is whether those Americans would approve the name—GH Chemical?'
 
Gun-Ho started having a headache. He wanted to get some fresh air and get some rest. He headed to Dujeong Town in Cheonan City and went into a massage shop behind the Lotte Mart.
"This is so good. I feel so relaxed."
 
After having a massage and while he was walking out of the massage shop, Gun-Ho gave a call to Director Yoon who had been working at the new factory construction site in Jiksan Town.
"Why don't we have lunch together today?"
The two men went to a Galbi* restaurant called Gyeongbuk Palace. Money was good. Gun-Ho had nice food all the time, and he could get a massage whenever he felt like it. He was living large.
 
Gun-Ho received a call from Suk-Ho Lee from Geyongridan Street. It was the first time in a long time.
"You have been busy, right? I am just calling you to hear your voice."
"How's your honeymoon life? Aren't you having a baby yet?"
"Speaking of which, I decided to expand my business."
"Expanding to where?"
"I saw a nice place in Itaewon Town."
"Oh, really? You will do fine since you are good at business."
"But I am a bit short on funds to expand my bar. Are you willing to invest about 200 million won in my business?"
"Haha. I don't invest in anything; especially between friends. If things go well, that would be great, but if things don't go well, I might lose a friend. I don't risk that."
"Umm… If you say so…"
"Also, I don't handle funds myself. My company's accounting department handles all financial related matters."
"What about you personally invest in my business?"
"I don't have personal money. I put everything I had into the company when I bought the company. I am on a payroll just like any other employees."
"Really? I thought you would invest some in my bar business."
"I'm sorry that I couldn't. I know it wasn't easy for you to ask me for it. Why don't we have a drink or something?"
"Actually, Won-Chul Jo called me and suggested having a gathering sometime soon."
"Sure. Let's get together. It has been a while since I saw you guys."
 
Once Gun-Ho got off the phone with Suk-Ho, he talked to himself decisively.
"I have more than 200 billion won in my stock account. However, I will never be involved in a personal monetary dealing with anybody. I am sorry but I can't spend my money on anyone even though someone is dying. When I worked at a factory, no one lent me even 100,000 won. Whenever I asked someone to borrow money, they would ask me how come I couldn't even borrow 100,000 won from somewhere else. I will never spend my money on anyone, never ever."
 
Gun-Ho then yelled loudly while looking up at the sky,
"I won't spend even a penny to anyone! Never! Ever!"
 
Several days passed when Gun-Ho received another call from Suk-Ho Lee from Gyeongridan Street again.
"Gun-Ho? I talked with Won-Chul. We will meet at Gangnam Station next Saturday. You are coming, right?"
"Gangnam Station?"
"Yeah. I actually wanted to meet in Itaewon Town, but some of them complained that it wasn't a convenient place for them to come. I think they are all the same: Itaewon Town and Gangnam Station. Don't you think?"
"Oh, that's good. Jae-Sik is working in a publishing company close to Gangnam Station. I will ask him to find a good place for us all to meet around the area."
"Jae-Sik is working for a publishing company?"
"Yeah. It's a start-up company. He is working as a chief editor there."
"Really? Well, I received the high school alumni directory book, so does everyone else. I guess he is not a swindler after all."
"No, he is not at all. He is a very earnest man. You guys just don't know."
Gun-Ho thought that his high school friends didn't have someone to bully anymore, and they might feel bored by now.
 
Note*
Galbi — Korean grilled beef ribs.

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

[Shout outs for finding references to games, anime, light novels, songs, etc: Lorus03 for spotting the fluctlight from SAO]

Let's see here. We have yet to discuss what tiers actually are. Let me break it down into three different levels of danger. The first level that we shall call harmful is where the tier 0 and 1 monsters belong. These creatures are hardly a threat to trained dungeon delvers and soldiers. In fact, even the common villager can exterminate these fellows. If they have the courage and a weapon that is.

Now the second level we'll be calling hazardous is where we will put average and above average monsters in. In essence tier 2 and 3 monsters. Once a monster reaches this stage, they become the type of threat only those trained to hunt monsters can face. These monsters have levels of strength that overshadows normal animals like grizzlies. So much in fact that they can face off against an entire groups of hunters.

Hence why very few hunt alone and the guilds advise hunters to fight in groups of three to five strong. Not only this but this level of danger shows the first divergent monsters. Divergent monsters are those who are anomalies straying away from the typical norm of their evolution. Some straying so far, they change their species and achieve a strength level only heard of amongst the weakest of higher danger levels.

Now the final level of danger we will cover is the disaster rank. The monsters here are tier 4 and 5 monsters. You can think of these guys as the mini-bosses and bosses of dungeons. But unlike what the stories would lead you to believe one of these monsters is an actual disaster if they appear on the surface. The tier 4 monsters have stats in the 4 digits and tier 5 monsters is where things get really scary. They have the necessary power that would easily allow them to wipe out entire towns if left unchecked.

This makes even one of these monsters a match for dozens of skilled adventurers and soldiers.  That's why so few teams dare to take on a boss monster all on their lonesome. Adventurers typically prefer to team up with four or five other teams to face these monsters and overwhelm them with numbers, tactics, and ingenuity. With this in mind, you should now have a basic grasp on how dangerous monsters are. Now as for if there is an actual tier above 5 no one can really say for sure. Those types of monsters only exist in myth. Although we still have yet to fully explore every dungeon. Especially the largest subterranean one spanning the world. So, who knows?


-Excerpt from the monster encyclopedia by Xander freerider

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(The commander POV)

"Have the troops finished pushing back the ants?"

"Yes, commander. We're in the clear for hunter and trading operations to begin again in this area. However, we've made a discovery that the ant swarm was only a hunting party sent out by the real swarm." A soldier in full black steel plate with an ant head with X dead eyes emblem on the chest plate.

I looked towards the cave entrance frowning. If that was really only a hunting party, then the swarm itself likely numbered into the tens of thousands. That's a serious threat to the kingdom. One I couldn't let exist. Unfortunately, they lacked the supplies to be able to launch an expedition deep enough into the dungeon to be able to reach the swarm. And even if they did, they only numbered a few hundred and already lost countless soldiers to the hunting party. If they tried taking on a swarm like that they'd be wiped out. There was no option but to guard the dungeon entrance against any ant hunting parties until a messenger can get reinforcements for an actual expedition into the dungeon.

"You mentioned that hunter and trading operations are ready to begin again. Has anyone started any yet?"

"As a matter of fact, yes. There's recently been two trading caravans passing through the area as well as a hunter party who said they'd be hunting hamadryads that some villagers reported in the area." The soldier answered.

"Hmm. I see. We'll be staying here to guard the entrance of the dungeon. Send a messenger to headquarters for a request for an expeditionary force. Tell them there's a possible swarm numbering in the tens of thousands." I commanded him before returning back to my tent. There'd be a big battle coming that will keep the anti-hoard monster division busy for quite a while. But I doubt that anything would be able to threaten the kingdom during this time.

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(Joe's POV)

Haaaah…. I have a hate-love relationship with getting stronger… A hate-love relationship indeed. Leveling up is like a fickle lover who will backstab you and cut all your tendons with a serrated knife without any notice! What a cruel cruel reality this fact is. Alas, I must bear with it for the sake of power…. On a brighter note now I'm sure I'm becoming a decently strong monster (A/N poor poor MC…) with all these extra abilities and stat increases! I mean I'm in the double digits for crying out loud!

But nevertheless, I believe that with my newly upgraded translation skill I should be able to decipher important information from the villagers over at the village not too far from here. So, my plan is to go on a quick hunt to get some tasty XP and then head on over to actually gather information this time. I only got a translation skill last time and didn't even bring the vase. Maybe this time around I should take it with me for furniture…? I'll put that under consideration. Maybe I should get Amelia a jackalope on the way back. I'm getting more and more confident in my strength and my most recent upgrades might allow me to actually wrangle one to the ground if I hit it with a few drowsy pollens. I should level that up a bit. It would make hunting easier. More things to add to my list, I guess.


With that, I started heading out to the village for information gathering. I don't usually take much time to truly appreciate my surroundings. Especially in my previous life. I wasn't one for outdoors stuff but now in this life, I'm literally spending all of my time in a forest without even a bed to lay on! Not that I sleep but that's beside the point. Now that I'm out here I decided to take my time going to the village. It's not exactly as if there's any impending doom, right?

I should go stargazing or smell the flowers… Well, maybe not that last one. The other flowers might think I'm a pervert if I do that. They might just eat me if they're insulted enough! If they can be insulted. Probably not if other flowers are as dumb as the dryads would lead me to believe they are. Huh. That's odd.

I haven't seen a single monster yet… I mean the violence up here on the surface is probably much lower without things like giant scorpions and ant swarms but still, there's never been a time when I haven't seen a single monster during my time here in the forest. I'll need to ask Amelia about this when I get back from my espionage mission. I have a bad feeling about this silence. Like the old quote the calm before the storm. Other than that, though the forest was as pleasant and serene as always.

"Je to místo, kde vesničané řekli, že dryads bude?"
(A/N: Is this where the villagers said the dryads would be?)

What the!? That was a human voice! And my translation skill was able to actually decipher the meaning behind several of the words this time! That's much better! But what are they doing around here? I'm a bit of distance away from the dryad's grove which is good, but they mentioned something about villagers and dryads. I'm not sure I like the sound of this…

I activated my stealth skill and hid in the underbrush and started creeping along towards the source of the sound. When I arrived, I found there were three adventurers dressed in light gambeson armor. Two of them were male in their late teens while the other one was a female who looked to be in her early teens. One of the boys and the girl had matching colors of light grey and white edges hound emblems on their armor. The other just had a simple brown color for his armor without any fancy emblems to adorn it.

"Ne, ty idiote! Příšery jsou dál než tohle, pamatuješ? Proč jsme toho blázna museli tahat s sebou?" (A/N: No, you idiot! The monsters are farther away than this, remember? Why the hell did we have to drag this fool along?) The girl spoke in a harsh tone shooting a glare towards the man in brown.

The person she scolded looked away with an embarrassed look on his face as his shoulders sagged down in what I can only assume to be shame. I heard the words monsters, fool, and something being farther away. Looks like I was right to not like the sound of this. If what I believed to be true was true, then it means that the villagers might have hired adventurers to kill the dryads who are so graciously giving me shelter. Don't they have an ant outbreak to handle back at that one town!? Or did they already take care of them?

Doesn't matter. Either way, it doesn't change the fact that I need to at least warn them that the adventurers are coming. With that, I turned around and started to run as quietly as I could to warn the others of the approaching adventurers. I know humans and if they sent so few people that either means those guys are idiots, confident in their skills, or just the scouts. And based off of none of them having anything more than a short sword and daggers I'm more inclined to believe they're the scouts. Which means more hunters are coming for us.

It looks like I spoke too soon about impending doom and raised a red flag. What a rookie mistake to make in a world resembling an isekai novel. Damn whoever invented red flags!

Warning: Contains some gore

Our protagonist wakes up alone in a foreign world with no idea how he got here, and as if things weren't bad enough he finds out he's become a flower!?

Update Schedule: Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Sunday 7:00 pm GMT-5

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"I'm Dokja." [1]

I usually introduced myself to people like this, then the following misunderstanding would occur.

"Oh, are you an only child?"

"I am, but that isn't what I mean."

"Huh? Then?"

"My name is Dokja. Kim Dokja."

Kim Dokja (Highly Respected Only Son)—my father gave me that name to be a strong man by myself. However, thanks to the name my father gave me, I turned out to be just a normal single and lonely man. In short, it was like this: I was Kim Dokja, 28 years old, and single. My hobby was reading web novels on the subway.

"Then I'll go on my smartphone."

In a noisy subway, I raised my head reflexively. A pair of curious eyes were staring straight at me. They belonged to an employee from the human resources team, Yoo Sangah.

"Ah, hello." I greeted her.

"Are you going home from work?"

"Yes. What about Yoo Sangah-ssi?" [2]

"I was lucky. The manager went on a business trip today." Yoo Sangah sat down soon as the seat next to me became vacant. A subtle scent came from her shoulders, making me nervous.

"Do you normally take the subway?"

"That…" Yoo Sangah made a dark expression. Come to think of it, this was the first time I'd met Yoo Sangah on a subway train. Starting with Personnel Manager Kang to Finance Manager Han… There were rumors that Yoo Sangah had men from the company driving her home every workday. Yet unexpected words came from Yoo Sangah's mouth, "Someone stole my bicycle."

Bicycle.

"You commute by bike?"

"Yes! I have a lot of overtime these days and seem to be lacking exercise. It is a bit annoying, but it is worth doing."

"Aha, I see."

Yoo Sangah smiled. Looking closer at her, I could understand the feelings men held toward her. However, it was none of my business. Every person had a genre of life, and Yoo Sangah was someone who lived a genre different from myself. After the awkward conversation, we looked at our phones. I opened up the novel app I was reading on before while Yoo Sangah… What was this?

"Por favor dinero."

"Huh?"

"Spanish."

"…I see. What does it mean?"

"Please give me some money," Yoo Sangah replied proudly. Studying on the subway while going home… She truly had a genre different from me. However, what was the use of memorizing words?

"You're working hard."

"By the way, what is Dokja-ssi looking at?"

"Ah, I…"

Yoo Sangah's gaze was fixed on the LCD screen of my smartphone. "Is it a novel?"

"Yes, well… I am studying Korean."

"Wow, I also like novels. I haven't been able to read lately because I don't have time…" It was surprising. Yoo Sangah liked reading novels…? "Novels like Murakami Haruki, Raymond Carver, Han Kang…"

I thought so.

Yoo Sangah asked, "Dokja-ssi, what writers do you like?"

"You won't know even if I say their names."

"I've read a lot of novels. Who are the authors?"

At this time, it was really hard to say that I read web novels as a hobby. I glanced at the title of the novel in the app.

[The World after the Fall]

Author: Sing Shangshong. [3]

I couldn't say that I was reading 'The World after the Fall by Sing Shangshong.'

"It is just a fantasy novel. That… Well, like the Lord of the Rings…"

Yoo Sangah's eyes widened. "Aha. Lord of the Rings. I've seen the movie."

"The movie is good."

The silence continued for a moment. Yoo Sangah was looking at me like she was waiting for me to say something. Our conversation was becoming strained. So, I decided to change the topic. "It has been a year since I joined the company. This is my last year. Time moves really fast."

"Yes. At that time, we both knew nothing, right?"

"That's right. It seems like just yesterday, but the contract period is already over." I realized that I'd said something wrong when I saw Yoo Sangah's expression.

"Ah, I…" Yoo Sangah trailed off.

I had forgotten. Yoo Sangah received credit for a foreign buyer last month and was already promoted to a full-time employee.

"Ah, right. My congratulations are late. I'm sorry. Haha, I should've worked hard to study a foreign language."

"Ah, no Dokja-ssi! There is still the performance review and…"

I hated to admit it, but the sight of Yoo Sangah talking was wonderful. It was like the world's spotlight was shining down on only one person. If this world was a novel, the protagonist would be such a person. In fact, it was the inevitable result. I hadn't tried, but Yoo Sangah made an effort. I just read novels on the Internet, while Yoo Sangah studied hard. It was natural that Yoo Sangah would become a full-time employee, and that my contract would be terminated.

"That… Dokja-ssi."

"Yes."

"If you don't mind… Would you like to know the app I use?" Yoo Sangah's voice momentarily became distant. It felt like the world was far away. I braced my mind and stared straight ahead. A boy was sitting in the seat opposite me on the train. He was 10 years old or so. The boy held an insect collecting net as he sat next to his mother, laughing happily.

"…Dokja-ssi?"

What if I had a different life from now? I mean, what if my life genre was different?

"Kim Dok…"

If the genre of my life wasn't 'realism' but 'fantasy'… Could I be the protagonist? I didn't know. It would probably be unknown forever. However, there was one thing I knew.

"It is okay, Yoo Sangah-ssi."

"Huh?"

"It won't work even if you tell me the app." The genre of my life was obviously 'realism.' "Dokja has a solo life."

"Huh? What…"

"I am just someone like that."

In this genre, I wasn't a protagonist but a 'solo' person.

"The life of a solo…" Yoo Sangah had a serious expression on her face. I waved my hands to show it was really okay. I didn't know why, but this person was really worried about me. Maybe because she was part of the personnel department… I was already aware of my performance though.

"Dokja-ssi is really good."

"Yes?"

"Then I will live an ivory life."  [4]

Yoo Sangah seemed to have decided something as she turned back to studying Spanish. I gazed at her for a while before returning to the novel. Everything had returned to normal, but strangely, my scrolling of the novel didn't go well. Maybe it was because I realized the weight of reality that I couldn't scroll down.

At that time, a notification appeared at the top of my smartphone. [You have one new mail.]

It was from the author of 'Ways of Survival.' I opened the mail.

-Reader-nim, my novel will become paid from 7 p.m. This will be helpful. Good luck. [5]

[1 attachment.]

The author said he would give me a gift. What was the gift?

…Like my name, I was also a reader by nature. So, I was excited to receive the mail. Yes, it wasn't bad living as a reader. I checked the time. It was 6:55 p.m. I had exactly five minutes before the novel became monetized at 7 p.m. Then I opened up my list of preferred novels in the app. Since I was the only reader, I should leave a congratulatory comment and give strength to the author. However…

-The work doesn't exist.

I tried typing 'ruined' several times in the search box, but the result was the same. The bulletin board for 'Ways of Survival' had disappeared without a trace. It was strange. Had there ever been a case of a novel being deleted without notification when it was going to be monetized?

At that moment, the subway lights turned off, and the inside of the train became dark.

Kiiiiiiiik-! The subway train shook loudly and let out a metallic sound. It caused Yoo Sangah to scream and grab my arm. Then I heard the sound of other people getting stirred up. Yoo Sangah gripped my arm so tightly that I paid more attention to the pain in my left arm than the sudden stop. It took a dozen seconds for the train to stop fully.

Then I heard confused voices coming from everywhere.

"Uh, what?"

"W-What is this?"

In the dark, one or two smartphone lights turned on. Yoo Sangah still held my left arm tightly as she asked, "W-What is going on?"

I pretended to be unconcerned. "Don't worry. It isn't a big deal."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, it is probably a disturbance from a suicide. The engineer will soon make an announcement."

As I finished speaking, I heard the engineer's announcement, -Telling all passengers on the train. Telling all passengers on the train.

The loud surroundings became calm. I sighed and opened my mouth, "See, it isn't a big deal. Now an apology will air, and the power will come back on…"

-E-Everyone run away… Run…!

'What?'

There was a beeping sound, and the broadcast turned off. The inside of the train became a mess.

"D-Dokja-ssi? What is this…?"

A bright light flashed from the front of the subway train. There was a loud drumming sound followed by a pop. Something was heading this way in the darkness. It was just a coincidence that I saw the clock at this moment—7:00 p.m.

Tick, it felt like the world was stopping. Then I heard a voice:

[The free service of planetary system 8612 has been terminated.]

[The main scenario has started.]

This was the moment the genre of my life changed.


[1] Dokja= can mean only son or reader

[2] -ssi: -ssi (씨) is the most commonly used honorific used amongst people of approximately equal speech level.

[3] The author uses the name of his previous novel and his author name, but with slight changes. I decided to go with the actual novel translation name while keeping the author's different name for any fans of the novel.

[4] Sangah=ivory

[5] nim (님) is the highest form of honorifics and above -ssi.

Only I know the end of this world.
One day our MC finds himself stuck in the world of his favorite webnovel. What does he do to survive? It is a world struck by catastrophe and danger all around.
His edge? He knows the plot of the story to end. Because he was the sole reader that stuck with it. Read his story to see how he survives!

Name: Kashala Kanda
Species: Human
Race: Bena Badila
Age: 18
Date of Birth: October 10, 1999
Height: 1.85 Meters
Gender: Male
Titles: The Exalted Head, Vidye Mukulu wa Kashala, meaning "God, the protector of Kashala", Mankamba, meaning "Hero" in the Tshiluba language (by the bena Badila people). Holland's Held, Hollandse Held, meaning "Holland's Hero, the Hero from Holland" and Magere Hein, meaning "The Grim Reaper" in the Dutch language (by the Dutch people and everyone across the globe)
Physical appearance: 
Handsome, dark-skinned, short curly black hair, grey eyes and a muscular body
Personality:
Kashala is a serious yet amusing person to be around with. He prefers spending time alone and engaging in the activities he likes, such as reading or his military exercises. But he has no problem with socializing. Kashala is an intelligent, strong, perceptive, reliable, knowledgeable, hard working, dedicated and a humanitarian person. He's thoughtful, strategic, analytical, creative and has a great foresight.
Additional information:
"Kashala" is a Tshiluba name given to those who have been orphaned since birth. "Kanda" is also a Tshiluba name and means "an important person". His father is the Head of the Kabidi clan, the third clan of the bena Badila tribe, making him a Kabidite. His late mother was a Congolese woman of unknown origins. The bena Badila family are the ruling class in the Congo, and they are paternal descendants of the ben'Eki tribe of the Basongye people, and maternal descendants of the bena Mutombo tribe of the Baluba people. Their hometown is bena Kabinda and they speak the Tshiluba language as their main language, which is the language of the Baluba people.

Name: Esmee Liesbeth Charlotte der Nederlanden
Species: Human
Race: Dutch
Age: 18
Date of birth: April 12, 2000
Height: 1.58 Meters
Gender: Female
Titles: Her Royal Highness The Princess of Orange, Princess of the Netherlands, Princess of Orange-Nassau
Physical appearance: 
Beautiful, fair-skinned, long straight golden hair in parting bangs tied in a crystal hairband, vivid blue eyes and a physically fit body
Personality:
Esmee is an intelligent, independent person and has a great insight. She's a well-behaved and strong-willed girl. People view her as a serious, distant and a cold person. She likes to socialize with people who aren't intimidated by her royal status.

Name: Chisa Nishida
Species: Human
Race: Japanese
Age: 17
Date of birth: October 8, 2000
Height: 1.75 Meters
Gender: Female
Titles: Mansela, meaning "Nun" in Tshiluba, High Priestess, Priestess from the Far East, Priestess of the Rising Sun (by the bena Badila people)
Physical appearance: 
Beautiful, dark-skinned, long curly black hair with bangs (tied in a side ponytail with a reddish elastic hairband), vivid brown eyes and a physically fit body
Personality:
Chisa is a spirited, cheerful, joyful, adventurous, devout, virtuous and a brave person. She has a strong sense of justice and morality, likes socializing and is outgoing.
Additional information:
Chisa's father is Japanese, whereas her mother is a Musongye; she's from the ben'Eki tribe of the Songye people. Which means that Chisa is related to the bena Badila people since they are an offshoot of the ben'Eki tribe. Chisa is the younger sister of Ena Nishida, Kamanda Badila's wife.

Name: Milandu Badila
Species: Human
Race: Bena Badila
Age: 18
Date of birth: February 3, 2000
Height: 1.80 Meters
Gender: Male
Physical appearance: 
Handsome, dark-skinned, short black regular cornrows, grey eyes, and a muscular body
Personality:
Milandu has a short temper and is therefore easily irritated. He's quick to state his opinion, even if it might hurt people. He's a go-getter, strong and intelligent. Despite the fact that he's not a friendly person and thus pretty harsh, he doesn't intent any harm or misfortune to people. Unless he believes they deserve it.
Additional information:
Milandu is the heir to the headship of the third clan of the bena Badila tribe, which is the clan of Kabidi. Meaning that he and Kashala are siblings. "Milandu" is a Tshiluba name which means "Defiance".

Name: Mashika Badila
Species: Human
Race: Bena Badila
Age: 18
Date of birth: January 24, 2000
Height: 1.70 Meters
Gender: Female
Titles: Mwana wa Mukulu, meaning "Daughter of the Chief" in Tshiluba (by the bena Badila people)
Physical appearance:
Beautiful, dark-skinned, long white braids tied in a black hairband, blue eyes and a physically fit body
Personality:
Mashika has two sides to her; one is a happy, energetic, social, lovely, lively sweet girl that tries to help out everyone around her. The other is more egoistic, arrogant and proud. She's usually somewhere in between that, and only comes close to one or the other in befitting situations. Mashika is also  intelligent, dominant and formidable.
Additional information:
Mashika is the younger sister of Kamanda, which makes her a noble Badilitess from the first main branch family of the bena Badila tribe, which is the family of Mishiku. The most powerful, wealthy and influential family within the tribe. Within the tribe and throughout the Congo, she's well-known for her extraordinary beauty due to her white hair and light colored eyes which are rare in Congolese people. Those traits are only predominant in the First Family, and occurs occassionaly in the wider Mishiku clan. "Mashika" is a Tshiluba word which means "cold". She was named "Mashika" because she was born on a very cold day. In fact, January 24 was one of the coldest days of that year.

Name: Valerie van Gouden
Species: Human
Race: Dutch
Age: 17
Date of birth: April 16, 2001
Height: 1.65 Meters
Gender: Female
Physical appearance: 
Beautiful, fair-skinned, wavy brown hair that is long in the front and short in the back, green eyes and a physically fit body
Personality:
Valerie looks for people with whom she can be her true self. People with who she doesn't have to worry about being judged or talked down upon. People with whom she can share her inner thoughts and emotions with. She's always looking for ways to be occupied with something exciting or interesting, because she's not fond of boredom. So she's quick to socialize and is a person that likes having fun. One of Valerie's defining traits is her hot-tempered personality. She's prone to outbursts.

Name: Salim al-Jabari
Species: Human
Race: Arab
Age: 17
Date of birth: June 16, 2001
Height: 1.74 Meters
Gender: Male
Physical appearance:
Handsome, fair-skinned, straight short black hair, brown eyes and a physically fit body
Personality:
Salim is your average teenage guy. He's a social and an outgoing person. He likes enjoying his life and tends to avoid troublesome situations. 

Name: Nadia Sadri
Species: Human
Race: Arab
Age: 17
Date of birth: July 22, 2001
Height: 1.58 Meters
Gender: Female
Physical appearance:
Beautiful, fair-skinned, wavy black hair, brown eyes and a physically fit body
Personality: 
Nadia is your average teenage girl. She likes socializing, going out with her boyfriend or her friends. She's extroverted and leads a comfortable life.

Name: Arend de Witte
Species: Human
Race: Dutch
Age: 18
Date of birth: February 13, 2000
Height: 1.80 Meters
Gender: Male
Physical appearance:
Handsome, fair-skinned, short straight grey hair, black eyes, glasses and a muscular body
Personality: 
Arend is an intelligent, charismatic, ambitious, diligent, strong, disciplined, determined and a goal oriented person. He desires to become the Prime Minister of the Netherlands in the future.

Name: Annet Kers
Species: Human
Race: Dutch
Age: 18
Date of birth: January 16, 2000
Height: 1.60 Meters
Gender: Female
Physical appearance:
Beautiful, fair-skinned, long straight blonde hair (tied in a lower ponytail during the virus outbreak), blue eyes and a physically fit body
Personality: 
Annet is a sweet, intelligent and hard working person. She has been on Arend's side as the class vice president ever since high school, and fell in love with him. She decided to assist him in achieving his goals ever since. She's an ambivert, polite and helpful.

Name: Akin Turan
Species: Human
Race: Turkish
Age: 18
Date of birth: March 4, 2000
Height: 1.75 Meters
Gender: Male
Physical appearance:
Handsome, fair-skinned, short straight black hair, brown eyes and a muscular body
Personality: 
Akin is the type of a person that wants to make his presence well known wherever he goes. He's extroverted, but yet pretty calm. Akin is a serious person in general, but likes joking around every now and then. He's also intelligent and strong.

Name: Karya Yildirim
Species: Human
Race: Turkish
Age: 18
Date of birth: April 22, 2000
Height: 1.60 Meters
Gender: Female
Physical appearance:
Beautiful, fair-skinned, long straight black hair, brown eyes and a physically fit body
Personality: 
Karya is a talkative and a social person. She's not shy to state her opinions to people, neither is she afraid to push her own views unto others if she really believes she's more in the right. So she's a dominant person. Yet she's quite polite, unless you're on her bad side. Karya is also an intelligent person.

Alternate titles for this novel: 'Doomsday Virus Outbreak: Bodyguard of the Princess', 'Doomsday Virus Outbreak: Royal Guard' and 'Doomsday Virus Outbreak: The Outcasts'.

About the Hague: The Hague is a city on the North Sea coast of the western Netherlands. Its Gothic-style Binnenhof (or Inner Court) complex is the seat of the Dutch parliament, and 16th-century Noordeinde Palace is the king's workplace. The city is also home to the U.N.'s International Court of Justice (justice is one of the themes in this novel), headquartered in the Peace Palace, and the International Criminal Court.

Location of 'the New University of the Hague' or 'De Haagse Nieuwe Hogeschool' in the Dutch language: The New University of the Hague is located in the Haagse Bos. Haagse Bos is a rectangular neighbourhood and forest in the Haagse Hout district of The Hague, Netherlands, reaching from the old city centre in the south-west to the border of Wassenaar in the north-east. It is also one of the oldest remaining forests of the country. The Dutch government decided to built the New University right in there, it's therefore surrounded by the forest. 

This novel is a spin-off novel: 'Doomsday Virus Outbreak: The Hague' is a spin-off novel to 'Doomsday Virus Outbreak', meaning that you have to read 'Doomsday Virus Outbreak' first to understand the plot of this novel. The two novels are literally two sides of the same coin.  First start with 'Doomsday Virus Outbreak'. 

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. The characters and events which take place in the novels are entirely fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Disclaimer about 'the New University of the Hague': The New University of the Hague is fictitious, and therefore disassociated with any actual universities, schools or educational institutions in the Netherlands.

Disclaimer about the bena Badila tribe and the Badila family: The Bena Badila tribe and the Badila family are entirely fictitious. Their members, culture, traditions, norms, values, customs and beliefs should not be taken as a representation of their non-fictional ancestral tribe the Ben'Eki of the Songye people, or of any other Congolese ethnicities and tribes respectively. Though some of their characteristics might have Baluba/Basongye origins, or Islamic origins.

Disclaimer about the Monarchy of the Netherlands: The Monarchy of the Netherlands, The House of Orange-Nassau, The House of Orange, The Royal House and The Royal Family in the novels are entirely fictitious. Though they are clearly based off the actual Monarchy of the Netherlands, their members which includes the Kings, Queens, Princesses and Princes, and associates, and their beliefs and actions, are the products of the author's imagination. They are therefore disassociated with the actual Monarchy of the Netherlands.

יח  נָבִיא אָקִים לָהֶם מִקֶּרֶב אֲחֵיהֶם, כָּמוֹךָ; וְנָתַתִּי דְבָרַי, בְּפִיו, וְדִבֶּר אֲלֵיהֶם, אֵת כָּל-אֲשֶׁר אֲצַוֶּנּוּ.18 I will raise them up a prophet from among their brethren, like unto thee; and I will put My words in his mouth, and he shall speak unto them all that I shall command him

The sun rose brilliantly on Subangdaku. Anyone would have thought it would be a great day but unfortunately, it was not. Health facilities in the small district were full to the brim, especially in the  public hopsital. People were still suffering from extreme cough, fever, colds, and muscle pains. There was still no clear explanation about the incident, except for the theory that an unfamiliar substance from the meteor could have caused the flu-like outbreak. Hence, the people were still fighting an unknown disease and this made them more panicky and terrified with each passing hour.

Like other similar facilities, a certain private clinic was catering to overloaded capacity. People writhing in pain and suffering were found in its lobby. Inside the ward rooms, patients were crowded on the meager floor space. It was in one of these rooms that an elderly man had a massive attack that fine Thursday morning.

He was sleeping soundly few minutes ago but when he woke up, he complained that he felt something like a knot of thick phlegm choking his throat. He was barely talking that time but when more nurses came to him, he felt more anxious and worried that his symptoms seemed to worsen. In a matter of seconds, he was violently shaking in his bed.

The nurses tried to restrain him but his present plight appeared to give him more strength so that he easily knocked the hands that touched him. By and by, he began coughing hard while trembling wildly in bed. With one last cough, he vomitted blood and phlegm on the floor. He opened his mouth wide to suck in air but he immediately lost breath. Instantly, he collapsed on his bed, cold and frigid.

One patient screamed despite her broken voice. The other patients also joined in as more nurses and doctors rushed to the scene. The man's primary doctor looked for a pulse and finding none, he shook his head. They did all means to revive him but only failed. By 7:52 AM, the old man was declared dead.

"Another death from the outbreak," one of the nurses said under her breath.

"Yes, the second one," her colleague answered.

"Will I also die?" their patient asked.

They looked at him, pity and sadness in their eyes. They could not give any assurance, particularly that it was an onerous time for the  citizens of the district. The news about the new death spread rapidly throughout Subangdaku, sending everyone to a heightened state of panic and fear. In the local district health center, the situation was no less challenging.

"Please observe physical distancing," Cecilia was barking at the people in the lobby. "And your mask, wear them properly."

"Miss Nurse, have you heard the latest news?" someone asked. "There was a new death just an hour ago." 

"Well, we should not be surprised," she answered. "More can die from this outbreak." 

"Please don't scare us. No one should die anymore." 

"We are fighting an unknown enemy," Tara interjected. "We don't know yet this thing from the meteor." 

"So we will just get sick and sick?" 

"Probably. It will never stop until there is a cure."

A sick woman cried. Already, life was hard for her, and this outbreak made life even more oppressive. 

"So I will just wait for death to come," she said. 

"Well, the government and Dr. Alvarado are working hard to discover what this disease is and how it can be cured," Cecilia said and raised an eyebrow at the woman. "Don't be so negative."

"I don't think I can survive," she said dejectedly. 

"Well, good luck."

However, the second death did not reach the newspapers as it happened after printing was done. Sonny heard about it though and while waiting for Estella to come out of her apartment, he opened the newspaper and began reading. Their black company vehicle had been like a second home to him and thus, he enjoyed having his coffee, reading the news, and having meals inside it. He scanned for the news about the recent death and indeed, it was still not in it.

"I guess we'll just have to drop by the clinic first and cover the news," he said to himself.

He skimmed the newspaper's contents and found something intriguing. It said that experts found out that the composition of the  meteor was not exactly the same as any substance on Earth. It was something novel and unique. Arbitrarily called as Subangdakudium, the new substance offered infinitesimal possibilities.

Sonny checked the paper and it was a tabloid type known for publishing unverified news, controversial commentaries, and overdone editorials. He went back reading the news feature, curious about the entirety of its contents.

According to the undisclosed writer, what was more concerning was the unknown disease caused by the substance. Because of its unfamiliarity, usual medicines to treat the fever, cough, and other simple sicknesses associated with the outbreak might not work at all. The writer called the disease as Falling Star Plague. The spread of illnesses might also not end sooner as the meteor crash could left countless dust suspended in Subangdaku. Eventhough there would be no local transmission from one person to another, anyone who inhaled the dust could be contacted with the disease. Moreover, he urged the local government to respond quickly like putting up more medical facilities and research laboratories for the new substance.

Sonny was blown by what he had just read. It was more like an opinion column than a news article. The theories were supported by some scientific explanations which impressed him a little bit. But as a whole, it sounded more like a fiction than a worthy news. For Sonny, it was the possible repercussions that worried him. The claims in the paper were not simple; they were actually worrisome and horrifying. What if they were all true? How would the readers handle such information?

"This writer is kind of irresponsible," Sonny whispered.

The passenger door suddenly opened. Estella hopped in and arranged her stuffs.

"You looked shaken," she remarked upon seeing Sonny's face.

"I really am," he answered. "You need to see this."

He handed her the newspaper and watched her face changed from being beaming to serious and then confused....

Situated between a large river and verdant mountains, Subangdaku is a peaceful and laid-back community. For the Biker Brothers - Jamie, Tonton, Bogart and Kiko, life in the district was all fun and easy. Until something happens.....

Two "meteors" hit the once quiet district. In the succeeding days, scientists and media flocked in Subangdaku, disturbing its serenity and bringing changes to the community. How far can the people face the challenges?

Meanwhile, a girl with golden locks arrives in the primary school. She swept the hearts and eyes of everyone, including the Biker Brothers. Yet, the four friends felt something is really off about her. Who is she? What are her secrets?

As Subangdaku embraces the consequences of the "meteor" impact, the Biker Brothers must race to confront the changes within them. As evil lurks and intends to destroy the townspeople, the boys must speed to stop it with the help of their friends and loved ones. Will they triumph? Or will the evil simply destroy them?

New chapters every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday/Sunday.

Mark was fearing if he would change his mind. Now, after battling with his confused heart, he had done it at last. It was just as he dreamed. He proposed the one he loved and she accepted. But he could still see in her eyes that she was not in love with him. There was no spark of love in her eyes. But he can change it. He can make her fall in love with him. He still felt Lilly like a shadow around him and he wondered why.. though he wanted himself to be only thinking of his future with Bella. He was never made for Lilly and she knew from the beginning how madly he is in love with Bella, he blurred his vague thoughts that was popping out of his head now and then.
Bella has returned home just then. He wondered how this girl can work so hard, she worked at libraries, in shops, as car cleaner… and countless other part-time jobs and return home cheerfully, helping Susan. He has told her a hundred times to stop working so hard but she ignored his pleads with smiles. He knew he can never change her mind. Every month he saw her sending money from the post office to some address. He never asked her to whom she was sending the money, since he believed she will spend her hard earned money wisely.
He brought two cups of steaming hot coffee and sat near Bella who was looking outside in the balcony.
"Bell!!" Mark gave her a cup... The little tulip plant that was grown in the balcony now bared a flower. Strangely though, it constantly reminded Mark of Lilly. 
Bella was in deep thoughts and was shaken by Mark… She gazed at him…
"In all relations of your past, your aunt, uncle, cousin, Peter, us, have you ever let the other side try?"
Bella looked confused and waiting for Mark to continue.
"What I mean is, you held onto every relations, suppressing and moulding yourself for them. But now I want you to stop it. I want you to be you. Without any more fear and with full freedom."
Still Bella looked like she was struggling to catch his words.
"I want you to continue writing. And this time under your name."
Bella stared blankly looking away from Mark. 
"I can't…" Bella could not explain why…
"Is there any reason you can tell me? "Mark was determined.
"I have started writing under Dona's name and if I continue writing under my name, what if the readers find out. It can damage Dona's image completely." Bella knew that it was not the only reason. She never rethought about writing after she met Peter. And it was months ago. She even doubted whether she is still good at it anymore. And the main fear that still ate her was… she was unlucky… She can't start anything under her name. 
"That's what I am saying. I don't want you to start over The Pebbles again. I want you to create a new series… A new outbreak, and I am confident that you can do it. Actually it's a favor I want to ask you. It's that I can't go to Peter's company. So I wish to start a new publishing firm. I want you to help me in editing since you are really good at it and also if yours is the first novel to be published by our new company, then I am sure we can become really successful… Won't you do it for me?"
Mark looked serious and was not joking, Bella could feel he meant what he was saying. But how can she let it happen? She was overjoyed when Mark said he wants to start a firm of his own and she trusted his abilities and was confident on his success. But how can she allow her novel to be published as his start? What if it turns out to be disastrous???
How can she make him understand?
"Mark, please…. I can write for you but only under Dona's name. But I can do editing works and anything else you say."
Mark couldn't understand what was it that Bella was fearing. But he was happy, atleast she will write.. do something that she liked. He can change her slowly and even ask Dona to speak with her.
"Okay then. If that is the case, I will have to talk with your past editor if he is willing to part your works with me or join me. You are going to be really busy from now on, Bell.."
"And Mark… Please don't tell to anyone that I am writing, Anyone…"
"I wish you change your mind soon … And I know you will Bell…"
........
Susan was serving breakfast and everyone were seated on the dining table smelling the delicious food. Susan's talent at cooking was beyond appreciation and Bella could find herself gaining weight in her past few days. She had a delicious bite of her stuffed bread when Susan walked towards the door. 
So, someone might have rang the doorbell, wondered Bella. 
Bella turned and was surprised to see her past editor standing alongside Susan with an apologetic look.
"Sorry! I disturbed you people while eating. I am the editor and publisher of The Pebbles, the novel series written by Dona… umm.. I mean Bella. Actually, I came here as soon as I received the mail from Mr Mark. I was searching for Bella for days in vain and the moment I knew she is here, I rushed to find you. I can wait till you finish eating."
But David was inside Susan's home and nobody can leave the house without eating.  So she forced David to take a seat and dine with the family. Though David was reluctant at first, eventually, he sat in to endeavor a big fat breakfast.
"Hi Mr David. Pleased to meet you!" Mark gave a formal welcome as soon as they finished the breakfast and started on business.
Bella looked confusedly at David… " How did he know that it was me who wrote the novel series?"
"You are saying you knew that it was Bella who wrote those novels?" Mark spoke out what was bothering Bella for a while.
"Yes… Dona told me." He became silent immediately.
"Dona?  … You know where she is? Aunt Annie is dead scared since her absence. Please tell me where she is, David." Bella pleaded and Mark translated it for her.
"I can't… She is safe and is chasing her dreams. Lately… she seems to be really happy. And I believe she will return to her home soon. So don't worry… It was she who told me to ask you to continue the novel works and she even said you can put your name if you want as long as she is safe."
David turned into a serious note and continued, " Bella, will you resume your work?"

Isabella Lawrence, a deaf and mute girl born with misfortunes right from her birth.. A bad omen.. that's what everyone called her..lost her parents on the day of her birth and ended up living with her aunt who hates her..
Her life takes a U turn when a rich and rude young man enters her life making her life more miserable.. But sending in her a shiver of love...
And how does Bella solve her father's mystery..!!
Let's walk into Bella's world...a mixture of adventure .. hatred and a silent love..❤

Unedited. Kept 'nu yuan chan' for the hairy female grudge demon spirit. 'Ghoul' just didn't sound quite right to me.

***

Nu yuan chan was able to move by water and by land. After sucking the three people dry underwater, it couldn't wait to climb ashore to look for new targets. Luo Binghe wasn't so easy to handle however, his appearance towering and piercingly cold. He snapped his fingers and fire appeared at his fingertips, his spiritual power acting as the catalyst. He threw it at the sneaky monster. Once it came in contact with the hair, the flames quickly grew and fanned into a huge blaze, forcing the black strands of hair to quickly retreat back into the water, afraid to go ashore.


The entire set of moves was carried through smoothly and successfully in one go at full power, without room for hesitation.


In his heart, Shen Qingqiu was satisfied and he raised a placard: Luo Binghe, 10 Points!


Luo Binghe picked up Qin Wanyue's Night Pearl that had fallen to the ground and raised it high, as though it were a beacon. It awakened those who had frozen in place. He shouted: "Martial brothers and sisters, don't wander and get lost. Gather in one place and move together!" Afterwards, he pulled out the standard Immortal Alliance Conference item that everyone received, the emergency firework [1], and launched it towards the sky.


The emergency fireworks were given to the disciples to use in case they came across monsters they had no way to confront. Generally, the Immortal Alliance Conference wouldn't release monsters that were too dangerous. Using it three times also resulted in an automatic waive. It was therefore used as a last resort during the Immortal Alliance Conference; hardly anyone would use it. But at this moment, many bright fireworks bloomed over the entire sky of Jue Di Gorge, one after another. In the original work, this was a very beautiful scene. But now, these fireworks were not only far from being splendid. Instead, they made people feel as though their livers and gallbladders were being torn apart in grief and horror.


Because every firework rising into bloom represented a disciple who was confronted with an extremely terrible monster, his or her life in danger!


"The crystal screens! Quickly look at the crystal screens!"


Tragic screaming and shouting broadcasted from the crystal screens without end. Some disciples had already died on the scene across rows of the crystal screens. Some disciples were still bathed in blood from fighting in close quarters, their eyes full of fear and dread: "Why? Why does this place have… it shouldn't be like this!"


"People, come and help! Poison Dragon Python [2]! Shifu, save me! Elder Martial Brother, save…"


Suddenly, from within a crystal screen came a hoarse cry, the spirit eagles calling sadly and shrilly, then the surface turned entirely black.


Everyone said: "What's going on?"


Shen Qingqiu felt his scalp turning numb, his tips of his fingertips ice-cold.


That hoarse cry must be the Demon Realm's Bone Eagle [3]! It was a type of fierce and bloodthirsty flying monster.


He was afraid that these spirit eagles had been torn apart by them and thrown onto the ground, likewise shattering the crystal screens on them into pieces.


Swimming in the water, walking on land, or flying in the air; all were invaded by these frightening demonic creatures!


Facing this kind of grand and chaotic scene, he truly didn't have a way to act as he originally planned and treat it as a realistic play □□, remaining calm.


And outside Jue Di Gorge, atop the high tower, it was as though a pot had exploded. The Daoists [4] of Tian Yi Overlook snapped: "What's going on? The approved monsters for the Immortal Alliance Conference have all been chosen according to the strictest standards. How could a purely demonic thing like nu yuan chan get mixed in!"


Several Huan Hua Palace disciples had already died. The old Palace head suddenly got up and in a trembling voice said word by word: "Open the enchantment!"


The great enchantment encompassing Jue Di Gorge was supported by several hundreds of Zhao Hua Temple monks. The Zhao Hua Temple abbot was quickly about to use the Thousand Li Transmitter to notify the monks to remove the enchantment. Who knew that Yue Qingyuan would suddenly say: "It cannot be opened!"


The old Palace head was stunned: "Sect Head Yue, what is the meaning of this?"


In Jue Di Gorge, there were many hundreds of Cang Qiong sect disciples who participated in the Immortal Alliance Conference, yet Yue Qingyuan stopped them from opening the enchantment and letting the disciples trapped inside escape with their lives. Naturally, he had very important reasons for this.


Shen Qingqiu said: "Once the enchantment is opened, it's true that the disciples can escape. But the monsters originally trapped inside will also immediately flee. Within some li of distance, you can see smoke from human villages in this place. At that time, the situation would be even more grave. Our sect disciples have at least some ability to confront monsters. As for those normal, common people who don't have spiritual power flowing through their meridians?"


This remark made every one of the famous sect heads on the high platform unable to say nothing in reply and made them all silent.


At a time like this, no matter how much of a great Core Formation or Nascent Soul cultivator you were, you were still helpless against this kind of uncontrollable situation.


Some people from Huan Hua Palace seemed to have taken leave of their six senses and were at a loss: "If the enchantment can't be opened to let them out, then...then what should be done?"


Shen Qingqiu said: "If exiting is impossible, then there can only be entering."


Among Cang Qiong Mountain sect members, many people met gazes in silent agreement. Yue Qingyuan said in a clear voice: "All fellow Daoists, today's events must be the intentional move of someone intending to borrow Demon Realm hands to eliminate our young cultivators and future pillars in one fell swoop. Because of their stratagem, we can only let the enchantment continue. Are there fellow Daoists who are willing to come along with my Cang Qiong Mountain sect to enter the gorge to exterminate monsters and save the participating disciples?"


To kill a bloody path and clean up all the monsters required not only strength, but great courage.


Huan Hua Palace's old head was the first to respond: "Huan Hua Palace is duty-bound to assist."


In the Immortal Alliance Conference this time, Huan Hua Palace had the most participants and invested the most. They were the party most unable to bear it. With someone taking the lead, other people immediately followed closely behind and volunteered for the dangerous task. Even if there were those in the minority who were originally timid, they were now shocked awake as well: Their own talented baby disciples were in there, after all!


Shen Qingqiu took one step forward and was just about to enter the queue of supporters when Liu Qingge blocked his path with his scabbard.


Shen Qingqiu's expression didn't change as he used two fingers to push aside the scabbard: "What's the meaning of this?"


Liu Qingge concisely and comprehensively said: "Your poison."


Yue Qingyuan also used a voice only they could hear [5] to say: "Correct. Qingqiu. You shouldn't forget, the remainder of the 'Without A Cure' poison still hasn't been cleaned from your body. Give the safety of the Qing Jing Peak disciples to us to handle." There was one more sentence he hadn't spoken: what if after he entered Jue Di Gorge, he encountered an outbreak of the poison and his spiritual power was obstructed? Surrounded by many monsters, that would truly be like shouting every day without even an echo to answer for it.


Shen Qingqiu shook his head and said: "With disciples who have encountered difficulties, how can the shifu hide on the high platform and relax? Since when is there this kind of reasoning? If I'm unable to protect my own disciples, then I don't need to be the Peak Lord of my Qing Jing Peak anymore."


Also, he was an important person for triggering the key scene. If he doesn't arrive at the scene, there's no way for things to proceed.


Ding dong, the system alerted: [Through establishing a positive image early, making the villain a three-dimensional character, B points +30! ]


In his heart, Shen Qingqiu rolled his eyes: 'This counts as giving me sugar or morphine before stabbing me with a knife.'


Yue Qingyuan's advice for him not to go had no effect, so he could only reluctantly say: "Then you have to be careful. In the case you can't confront something, immediately contact us through the auditory technique so we can support you."


Shen Qingqiu wasn't as pessimistic about his own ability to deal with monsters as they were. Other than his confidence in his cultivation level and spiritual power, he also had one other additional bonus.


Towards the monsters in "Proud Immortal Demon Way," Shen Qingqiu had a far greater interest in them than the different kinds of sisters.


He might not be able to remember that female protagonist encountering a small grievance and going with Luo Binghe to watch stars somewhere, that female protagonist's special 'flavor' when doing the pa pa pa, or would sometimes even forget to match the name with the person, but he definitely remembered the properties and weaknesses of every monster absolutely clearly!


If you really had to find something on him to hold up as a 'golden finger'...then there was only this point!


In Jue Di Gorge, Luo Binghe was settling and calming down martial sisters and brothers whose souls seemed to have left their bodies and scattered, holding their ground. At a time like this, they absolutely couldn't scurry around in case a new monster emerged or people got lost again. It would only make the situation even worse.


The night wind blew strongly. On four sides and from eight directions came the ghostly, indeterminable sounds of humans or demonic creatures crying. Those who were less brave were already hugging their heads and weeping bitterly. Qin Wanyue's face was pale, but upon seeing Luo Binghe leaning against a tree with his Zheng Yang sword propped up in his lap, vigilant and calm as he helped block the invasion of the dark for those by him, she couldn't help feeling warm honeyed sweetness threading into her heart.


If Shen Qingqiu were here, he would be very excited: Sister, you've fallen in love with him! Gossiper's soul is burning!


At this moment, a xi xi suo suo sound poured from the woods. Luo Binghe's gaze turned cold. Spiritual power gathered in the middle of his palm, ready to be used.


From the underbrush, louder and louder, came the sound of something moving. As it came closer, people's hearts came up to their throats. Perhaps it was because they were already terrified to the limit, but no one cried out.


Suddenly, there was a booming dong sound, like someone fell to the ground. Then, a round rolling thing rolled its way out of the underbrush.


That was a human head.


Both eyes in the head were closed, the face covered with blood, the hair as messy as a chicken's nest. This picture in the original novel was very frightening. But at a time like this, a dead person's head without any killing power was still better than a man-eating monster. Many people were relieved and let out their breaths.


Qin Wanyue quaveringly said: "...This...this martial brother, does anyone know what sect he comes from?"


Every disciple present drew close to identify the head, and all let out a breath in relief: "He isn't one of ours." "Have never seen him before."


Luo Binghe looked towards the dark, black forest. In his mind, he thought: The head's here and the body must be nearby. I should go see his clothes and figure out which sect's disciple he is. He increased the spiritual power in his palm and walked towards the darkness.


As expected, a stiff corpse lay behind the dark woods, wearing watery blue robes. It must be a Tian Yi Overlook disciple. Luo Binghe only saw the bottom hem of his robes [6] before he sighed. This kind of disciple must have entered the Immortal Alliance Conference to gain experience, only he wouldn't have thought he'd encounter an unexpected accident and give up his life.


He continued looking upwards and was stricken with terror.


Above this corpse's neck, there was still a perfectly good head attached!


Then the head from earlier, where did it come from?


Luo Binghe rapidly returned, Zheng Yang exiting its scabbard, white light like a flood as he shouted: "Get away from that head!"


Those words had just been spoken when the head that had been peacefully lying crooked on the ground suddenly opened its eyes!


Its angry eyes were round and beheld the many people. From somewhere below the neck, eight long, thin, articulated and barbed spider legs emerged. It jumped up!


It was too late for the closest person to avoid it, and it jumped onto his head. He yelled crazily and pulled out his sword and swung it wildly, as other people busily tried to avoid it. Luo Binghe didn't dare to use his sword without a thought, in case he pierced not the creature but that person's head. The consequences would be disastrous. With such a frightening thing crawling all over his head, almost suffocating him, he was desperate and swung the sword around his own head, stabbing.


But he hadn't even raised his hand when those eight slim and narrow spider legs found their positions, inserting straight into his temples!


That person's body immediately turned rigid. Even his tongue seemed to be tied into a knot, making him unable to shout a word. Under the human head, beneath the neck, the spider legs were inserted in deeper and deeper, causing the whole body to twitch.


After a while, the eight spider legs pulled out, leaving behind only two empty holes at that person's temples. Inside the cranial cavity, everything had been sucked away cleanly, absolutely empty.


This scene was appalling. Even Luo Binghe wasn't able to recover himself for a moment. That human headed-spider [7]creature, seeming to have sucked its fill of brain fluids, climbed up and down the body while emitting a shrill whistle, like a baby crying.


Just at this moment, a light arrow condensed from spiritual power flew over, piercing through the mouth that was letting out long wails, beating this child that had forgotten itself in joy through to the correct answer! [8]


In the abrupt silence and dazed shock of the people, Shen Qingqiu rubbed the ears that faintly hurt from all its shouting, adjusting his sleeves and appeared at the scene, low-key.


Spreading his paper fan with a shake and holding it so that it covered his half his face, Shen Qingqiu said with mild dislike: "How noisy!"


—End Chapter 24—


[1] Emergency firework: Original translation would have been literally something like 'help/call for help' firework. I thought about calling it 'emergency flare' but that's not accurate because they don't have flare guns lol.


[2] Poison Dragon Python (毒龍蟒): Translated this monster name literally. I think I got it right.


[3] Bone Eagle (骨鷹): Gu ying in pinyin. Translated this literally.


[4] Daoist: In case you don't know, 'daoist' is another way to call or address someone who's a cultivator.


[5] Voice only they could hear: High-level cultivators can speak telepathically, to an extent. I call this the 'auditory technique' later. It's literally a technique (傳音之法). LOL.


[6] Bottom hem of his robes…: In case you don't know, sects (especially for disciples) have distinctive coloring/styles for robes. They're like uniforms that double as company and job ID. And in this case, we can assume that disciple ranks (like outer vs. inner) can be determined by the color of the robe lining. If you've read History's Number One Senior Brother, it's like the system set up in Yan Zhaoge's sect.


[7] Human-headed spider (人頭蜘蛛): Guessing this is species name. Pinyin is ren tou zhizhu. I'll leave it as 'human-headed spider.'


[8] Beating this child that had forgotten itself in joy…: Referring to the baby spider. Yes, it's a baby spider. I think I translated this right but this line gave me stitches. Original Chinese: 就在這時,一道靈流凝成的光箭飛來,穿過它正在發出長號的嘴,把這個玩意兒打了個對穿!


TN: PFFFT HOW IS THAT LOW-KEY, SHEN QINGQIU?!?! *smacks desk while laughing like a loon*

Can’t I read stallion novels anymore?! 

Shen Yuan is reborn into a young man and scum villain destined to die, Shen Qingqiu.

But it must be known that the original Shen Qingqiu was sliced alive by his disciple, Luo Binghe, into a human stick! A human stick!

Shen Qingqiu’s heart is a full herd of grass mud horses running full tilt, yet:

“It’s not like I don’t want to hug this main character’s thighs, but who let this fucking man be so black. The revenge that needs to be taken is some thousands of deeds!

Why is all the romance that should be going to the women in the plot imposed on him?

Why as a scum villain, should he still have to block gun and knife for the protagonist and sacrifice himself?

Shen Qingqiu: “…… _(:□)∠)_I think I can still save him one more time.”

He wants to prove – even scum villains can live, and live coolly at that!

It’s also the story of a small white flower who later became a black flower attacking a scholarly, scum villain type.

This is the story of a master and disciple’s everyday unknowing, very strange, dog-blood process of falling in love.

It’s also a scum villain’s firsthand account of the male protagonist turning from a small white sheep into an overbearing black king, sort of story……

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