10 years ago, after “the Gate” that connected the real world with the monster world opened, some of the ordinary, everyday people received the power to hunt monsters within the Gate. They are known as “Hunters”.

However, not all Hunters are powerful. My name is Sung Jin-Woo, an E-rank Hunter. I’m someone who has to risk his life in the lowliest of catacombs, the “World’s Weakest”.

Having no skills whatsoever to display, I barely earned the required money by fighting in low-leveled catacombs… at least until I found a hidden catacomb with the hardest difficulty within the D-rank catacombs!

In the end, as I was accepting death, I suddenly received a strange power, a quest log that only I could see, a secret to leveling up that only I know about! If I trained in accordance with my quests and hunted monsters, my level would rise.

Changing from the weakest Hunter to the strongest S-rank Hunter!

It was a February evening.  The joyful laughter and banter of the people going about their business were mingling effortlessly with the crispy winter air of the city of Paris. Adam was on the bus returning to his hotel room after a day of touring the historically important places of the city.
He was on his phone surfing through the tour guide, checking out places he could go sightseeing the next day. He had been a history enthusiast since childhood. But his enthusiasm stemmed from reading mangas, manhwas, comics, etc. He was fascinated by the way those books depicted the times of the past. Soon this grew out to be a passion that he wholeheartedly worked towards. 
He had toured all over the world, traveling to places that held historical significance. He had visited the ruins of Central America, seen the remains of ancient civilizations of India, Mesopotamia, Egypt, and China. He had seen the grandiose structures of Greece, which was known as the cradle of European civilization. And now he was in Paris, France. The place where the first spark of change from monarchy to democracy was ignited. He was just getting back from visiting the catacombs that were situated beneath the city.
[A few hours ago]
While roaming around the accessible parts of the catacombs he heard from the guide, " Do you know Mr. Willson, The Catacombs are situated right under the city, so because of its hollow structure, there is a possibility that some parts of the city might sink and open up a sinkhole. So the workers have to constantly look for weak spots and reinforce them."
"Eeeh that must be hard" Adam replied
" Hee, it sure is. And the deeper they go, the creepier it gets" the guide sighed
"But not all parts of the catacombs are accessible, so what do they do from the inaccessible ones?"
" Well, that's one of the reasons why they are trying to unravel the deeper parts, but, don't worry. The Catacombs were made with the finest architecture of their times, so it will not go down that easily."
Although the guide reassured him, Adam was still concerned. He was quite pessimistic from his childhood and the trait was acting up again.
 Blaming his paranoia, he threw the subject to the back of his mind and continued enjoying the tour. But, the feeling was still there, he was feeling something was wrong but couldn't quite wrap his head around it.
[Back to the present]
Adam had completely forgotten about the shady feeling and was now surfing the internet looking for some amusing news.
{A ten-year-old with 40 kg muscle mass! You can also have similar gains! Just follow this routine and see the change yourself!} 
" What kind of bullcrap is this? are they serious?..."
Instead of coming across amusing news, he caught a scam and a ridiculous scam at that.
He turned off the phone and stared out the bus. The streets were glittering with light. Everybody was walking around with clothes that kept them warm, clearly a sign of the wintery weather. He had his enjoyment for the day and was tired enough to jump to sleep the minute he returned to his room. He wondered what was there for dinner, at least he would have to eat something before he went to sleep, the tastier the meal, the better.

Suddenly, he felt the urge to throw up, the kind of urge you would feel when you are falling.
'Falling.....?'
Thinking something was wrong he looked out of the window, there was nothing..... no, calling it nothing would be wrong, there was darkness, pitch, abysslike darkness.
And that was the last thing he saw..... or felt? before everything went off. His five senses were turning off, but his sixth sense was screaming at him that he was in danger, he knew he was in danger, but with even that, he felt he was losing his grip. The last thing he knew, even the darkness was dissipating into something that he couldn't explain. He didn't know it was possible. At that moment a shivering thought crept up his mind, he had a faint realization......
.......he was dead.

It was a February evening.  The joyful laughter and banter of the people going about their business were mingling effortlessly with the crispy winter air of the city of Paris. Adam was on the bus returning to his hotel room after a day of touring the historically important places of the city.
He was on his phone surfing through the tour guide, checking out places he could go sightseeing the next day. He had been a history enthusiast since childhood. But his enthusiasm stemmed from reading mangas, manhwas, comics, etc. He was fascinated by the way those books depicted the times of the past. Soon this grew out to be a passion that he wholeheartedly worked towards.
He had toured all over the world, traveling to places that held historical significance. He had visited the ruins of Central America, seen the remains of ancient civilizations of India, Mesopotamia, Egypt, and China. He had seen the grandiose structures of Greece, which was known as the cradle of European civilization. And now he was in Paris, France. The place where the first spark of change from monarchy to democracy was ignited. He was just getting back from visiting the catacombs that were situated beneath the city.
[A few hours ago]
While roaming around the accessible parts of the catacombs he heard from the guide, " Do you know Mr. Willson, The Catacombs are situated right under the city, so because of its hollow structure, there is a possibility that some parts of the city might sink and open up a sinkhole. So the workers have to constantly look for weak spots and reinforce them."
"Eeeh that must be hard" Adam replied
" Hee, it sure is. And the deeper they go, the creepier it gets" the guide sighed
"But not all parts of the catacombs are accessible, so what do they do from the inaccessible ones?"
" Well, that's one of the reasons why they are trying to unravel the deeper parts, but, don't worry. The Catacombs were made with the finest architecture of their times, so it will not go down that easily."
Although the guide reassured him, Adam was still concerned. He was quite pessimistic from his childhood and the trait was acting up again.
Blaming his paranoia, he threw the subject to the back of his mind and continued enjoying the tour. But, the feeling was still there, he was feeling something was wrong but couldn't quite wrap his head around it.
[Back to the present]
Adam had completely forgotten about the shady feeling and was now surfing the internet looking for some amusing news.
{A ten-year-old with 40 kg muscle mass! You can also have similar gains! Just follow this routine and see the change yourself!}
" What kind of bullcrap is this? are they serious?..."
Instead of coming across amusing news, he caught a scam and a ridiculous scam at that.
He turned off the phone and stared out the bus. The streets were glittering with light. Everybody was walking around with clothes that kept them warm, clearly a sign of the wintery weather. He had his enjoyment for the day and was tired enough to jump to sleep the minute he returned to his room. He wondered what was there for dinner, at least he would have to eat something before he went to sleep, the tastier the meal, the better.
 
Suddenly, he felt the urge to throw up, the kind of urge you would feel when you are falling.
'Falling.....?'
Thinking something was wrong he looked out of the window, there was nothing..... no, calling it nothing would be wrong, there was darkness, pitch, abysslike darkness.
And that was the last thing he saw..... or felt? before everything went off. His five senses were turning off, but his sixth sense was screaming at him that he was in danger, he knew he was in danger, but with even that, he felt he was losing his grip. The last thing he knew, even the darkness was dissipating into something that he couldn't explain. He didn't know it was possible. At that moment a shivering thought crept up his mind, he had a faint realization...
....he was dead.

Adam was a history enthusiast who loved to think about the past and fantasize about the day-to-day life of the people.


But, this enthusiasm of his didn't stem from academics as most would think. It came from reading comics, mangas, Manhwas, and the sort.

He was fascinated by how the past times were pictured in them. He soon grew a passion for them and started to tour all around the world to see those relics of the past for himself. It was on a journey such as this that his life came to an abrupt end. But, contrary to his belief, it did not end rather, it was a new beginning. It was the beginning after the end.
 

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I do not own 'The beginning after the end'. It is owned by TurtleMe. It is just a fanfic that I have written to realize my own fantasies. I only own my OC characters.

I am also not a native English speaker and this is my first time writing so please pardon the writing quality. Also, the picture for the cover page does not belong to me, all the credit goes to the artist. Other than that, enjoy!

*Woof* *Woof*
Barney was sniffing every corner inside of Coco.
At this time, Alex was reclining in the Captain's chair, trying to figure out how he could connect his Xbox to Coco's mainframe.
'Sir, we must continue onward to our next destination,' Scott urged.
"Scott, my next destination is Halo. I'm going to get Coco to hack all these games and get me infinite loot," Alex said.
'Sir, please, time is of the essence. We must go find the European vampires!'
Alex stopped fidgeting with cables. "Did you say vampires?"
'Indeed, Sir.'
"Count Dracula?"
"He is our target, Sir."
"Kate Beckinsale?"
...
"...There is a high chance she will be there, Sir." Scott decided to bend the truth slightly.
"Why didn't you say so? This mission is important. We can't be wasting time here. I must rescue Kate Beckinsale..." Alex looked around hesitantly. "Coco, it's not what you think. I must rescue and protect all innocents..."
...
'Coco is an understanding wife.' Alex was happy with his choice in a life partner. "Very well, where specifically are we going Scott?"
'To the Catacombs of Paris, Sir.'
***
In a dark manmade cavern, a figure sat on a stone throne. The asymmetric walls of the space were made of ancient brick, illuminated by sparse candlelight. In the corners, large idols of heads hung high, sculpted in stone with precise detail.
These heads were unusual. It was difficult to say whether or not they were human. Their gazes were as piercing as their ears, curved and pointed unnaturally upwards. Several fangs could be seen jutting out of their mouths like those of poisonous vipers.
The strangest thing of all was that all of these effigies, seemingly hundreds of years old, were all of the same man--the man sitting on the throne.
THUD
From the direction of the throne, the body of a young man was flung across the room into the wall. He had undeniably died very recently, fatally punctured in his aorta, and yet no blood could be seen flowing out, as if he had been dead for many days.
*Exhale*
"What of the quota?" The man on the throne asked, in a harsh raspy tone.
"Voivode, we will have no problems this week." A man responded, sitting on bended knee, with head down.
"...Good...The Order has been a nuisance lately...a big ritual. Do not fail me, go."
"Yes, Voivode." The kneeling man promptly disappeared, as if having merged into the shadows.
*Drip* *Drip*
The only sound remaining in this large grotesque hall was the sound of red liquid occasionally hitting the ground as it slid down the chin of the man on the throne.
***
"Oh my god!" A woman screamed as she held her hands over her mouth.
"Hahaha! I told you, crazy right?" A man spoke English with a french accent. 
They were walking slowly through an underground corridor, but it would be more apt to call it a massive tomb. As far as the eye could see, the walls were completely constructed of human skulls and bones. This was a land of death.
The man shined a flashlight ahead on their path. "These tombs hold the remains of more than 6 million people. They extend underneath Paris for over 280 km, with secret entrances all over the city," the man explained to the woman.
Her eyes shone with a mix of fear and excitement. This was the craziest night she had experienced since she left America and started her study abroad program in France. A man in a bar abruptly approached her. He was dark, handsome, and charming--exactly her type. 
When he told her he wanted to show her something incredible, she thought it was just an excuse to go back to his apartment, something which she was very willing to do. Only later did he reveal that he wanted to show her the famous Parisian underground catacombs, which was on her bucket list of things to do before leaving France. 'This is a hell of a first date,' she thought as she continued forward, unable to remove her eyes from the grim spectacle.
The man watched the woman walk ahead of him as he wore a light smile on his face. He looked around in both directions. When confirming they were alone, his smile turned sinister. He rushed at the woman and quickly pinned her against the wall.
"AH--" she almost let out a scream before he covered her mouth with his hand. As the man scanned his prey up and down, his eyes couldn't help revealing desire.
*HISS*
He released a sound as two white fangs extended downwards from the top of his mouth, glistening under the flashlight he still held in one hand.
"Hey bro, don't mean to c*ckblock you, but you mind giving me directions?" A voice suddenly interrupted him, appearing directly behind his head.
'How did he get behind me? Does he have a weapon?' The man was alarmed now. The catacombs were silent for several moments as he carefully evaluated the situation.
"Yes...Pierre...Keep going...I like it rough." The woman was stuck in her own dark romance novel,  seemingly oblivious to the situation.
"Shut up!" Pierre knocked her head against the wall as he quickly strafed to the side, hoping to dodge any weapon attack coming at his head. As he turned around to look for the unexpected speaker, he was shocked, because there was no one in sight. Pierre was a vampire, so even without the help of the flashlight he could see in these extremely dark catacombs, but there was nothing.
'Was it really a ghost?' There were many rumors in France about the catacombs being haunted by spirits. 
"Bruh, the thing I hate most is when Google Maps doesn't work." 
The voice reappeared, this time to Pierre's side, but he didn't have time to wonder what kind of ghost uses Google Maps because he was immediately sent unconscious by the hilt of a sword.
"Shouldn't these bastards have echolocation?" Alex asked, surprised it was so easy to use his invisibility to take down a vampire.
'Those are bats, Sir. These are vampires.'
"...Their bat ancestors would be extremely disappointed." As Alex tied Pierre's hands with some zip ties he had picked up from his kitchen in Brooklyn earlier, he looked around the catacombs thinking about his next move. That's when he noticed the unconscious tourist girl still lying on the ground.
"Who bitch dis is?"

Would you like it if today you suddenly went from being normal to becoming a God? Before you answer, the catch is there’s an apocalypse coming and you have to recruit Earth’s greatest ancient Generals and Gods into your army to prevent it. Wait, one more catch, it turns out most of them are dirtbags and trolls. I’m warning you, maybe you should read the story before you answer.

This satire/action/adventure contains brutal battles, beauties, cultivation, mythology, magic, divine weapons, Gods from many regions, world creation, conspiracy theories, sci-fi tech, vampires, werewolves, giant monsters, and many other bastards. Oh and it’s based on real history, myths, and legends.

*A new chapter daily Mon-Wed by 1 PM Est. (GMT-4).

While Anthony was toiling away in his dungeon the world was going through a drastic change. The first change the world went through was a world wide earthquake that lasted for about six hours as the the earth seemed to triple in size. Not long after the earthquake tidal waves occurred on just about every coast seeming to want to wash away civilization. The ocean grew about two time's its original size and three new continents appeared one south of the Hawaiian islands was about the size of Iceland. The second one appeared in the newly widened gap between the America and Europe it was about the size of Canada the final continent appeared right off the coast of Alaska in between it and Russia. Now instead of Alaska and Russia seeing each other they both saw this new continent which weirdly enough didn't seem ot care whether it was cold or not cause it was a giant desert which seemed to radiant it's heat to both Russia and Alaska.


This new desert was about the size of size of South America it had canyons and mountainous regions on it's southern side. The continent south of Hawaii had about four different environments around the the continent the first was a tropical rainforest what was weird is that all the leaves were a crimson red. The second was a large poisonous swamp with sickly green and dark purple waters the third was a black forest with fog shrouding the forest floor. The last environment was a valley full of caves and a large volcano that constantly spewed smoke out. The last continent seemed to have four large cities made of stone buildings on each coast in between them were two biomes that seemed to clash against each other a Savannah and a frozen forest filled with snow these continents were vast and filled with life. 


Many of the cities around the world suffered immense damage's thanks to the six hour earthquake giant buildings and landmarks seemed to take the most damage. The statue of liberty broke in half near the waist sending it's top half into the ocean the leaning tower of pisa fell over and many other monuments crashed into the ground. The human race panicked as millions died to the earthquake but they didn't get any time to rest as the dead rose back up as zombies, skeletons, mummies, and undead beasts. The undead fought against the humans in every city and it wasn't just the ones who died recently hordes poured out of cemeteries and mass grave sites the catacombs of Paris provided a stream of undead the crushed Paris and the surrounding areas wherever there were skeletons the dead rose. 


But humanity wasn't completely helpless as classes were discovered by humanity these classes gave humanity a fighting chance as they granted skills and unique abilities. The global population was reduced by half during the first week during the second week every animal went through changes as they turned into monsters. But surprisingly most tamed animals like dogs, cats, horse's and other pet's stayed loyal to their masters depending on how they were treated almost all animal abusers were murdered by their own pet's. Almost all therapy animal's became fierce protectors of thier disabled owner's and their families. They all gained the monster tamer profession which could evolve into monster specific classes like wolf master and serpent charmer.


The monsters, undead, and humanity fought over territories most of these new monsters broke out of the zoo's all over the world. Dragons and many other legendary creatures seemed to spread from the new continent's they claimed various spots over the globe as their new homes. Most satellites, space stations, and space junk fell to earth during it's sudden growth but it seemed god had mercy as about four from each county stayed up providing humanity with valuable information. The many countries immediately formed a alliance as the population continued to fall casualties at an all time high. Humanity struggled to keep its place as the dominant species only until the population finally fell from billions to millions did the population seem to stop falling. 


Strongholds appeared to dot the landscape of the world these strongholds were made out of any materials available walls that were a mix of concrete, wood, and metal and buildings made out these materials filled these strongholds. The strongholds each had a radio station to keep in touch with each other Humanity could only fight to gain their former glory. Doctors and those of the healer classes worked together to bring about new treatments for the sick and injured. Guns were cc near as useful as before they could be used to kill low tier monsters but had little to no effect on mid to high tier monsters. The humans hastily made swords, shields, and other similar equipment so they could use their new skills with them. The effect of this was monumental various knight orders and other similar organizations appeared in strongholds around the globe. These organizations made a dramatic change in how the strongholds survived they hunted monsters for food and planted various crops in the strongholds greatly helping reduce starvation. 


Some humans found various dungeons but couldn't enter them as the grace period wasn't over yet they were confused as invisible barriers blocked their entry. The strongholds around the dungeons assigned guards to watch these areas just in case. There were TV stations still up the broadcasts still reached all across America and the other countries the fact that the tvs were still working was a major boost to morale for the humans of earth with access to it. The situation around earth slowly changed from hellish to manageable it was by no means great but people were surviving. Magic was one of the biggest changes people had to adjust to almost all the strongholds walls were magically reinforced with archer's and various magic oriented classes taking turns on watch. 


Magic lead to various new developments in various fields from technology to agriculture and everything in between. From magically reinforced walls to mana powered televisions and phones the world was going through a period of technological breakthroughs. The strongholds had various defense's but they all had one thing in common they were built so the biggest strongholds had six smaller forts around them. The strongholds and their six smaller town sized forts all shared a name some used the original names their town or cities held such as the Louisville, Washington, Boston, or Clinton strongholds. The fight against the undead and monsters was as fierce as always the people fought to keep thier homes safe while the monsters and undead fought for territory.


The forth week brought about the introduction of various new races such as various types of Elves, Dwarf's, and Beast men to name a few. The forth week also introduced various demi human tribe's like goblins, orks, and kobolds these various tribe's and races quickly claimed their own territories. Elves had various types such as the blood, dark, high, wood, snow, and true elf these various types mostly took control of forested areas turning them into natural fortresses. Out of these new races many were friendly with the humans but most demi humans seemed indifferent or hostile towards humanity. Many natural environments were now inhabited by demi humans and the new races trading began to occur between them and humanity. Humans found new allies at the cost of their old land some of the surviving politicians tried  rally thier forces against these new races out of selfishness but they were quickly put down by the people around them. These discontent politicians were thrown out of the strongholds to face the danger's of the world by themselves they didn't even last a couple days.


Everything around world seemed to calm down at the beginning of the fifth week as everyone seems to have carved out their own territories. The monsters and undead seemed to stick to their own territories travel between settlements began to start up again. The fifth week was also the time when the dungeons grace period ended the guards posted to watch them reported to their superiors the exploration of the dungeons began. Most of the dungeons had one monster type but some had multiple types from dragons to cockroaches. The dungeons seemed to contain various rare herbs, ores, and enchanted gear.

Our boat bobs slightly on the water in the Seine River. Others resembling ours float in front and behind us. The river is full of boats churning up the waters in the narrow space. The only difference between our boat and the others is they are jampacked with tourists. Groups of people chatter and stare out at the city lights as the sun descends in the sky.

I check on either side, looking for other patrons on our boat, but there are none. We're as empty as we were when we left the dock. Only Vincent sits beside me on the red couch at the front of the boat.

"Shouldn't there be more people on this boat?" I ask, not wanting to alarm him but concerned all the same.

Vincent left his bulky silent security guard in America against everyone's wishes. When he first mentioned it on the plane, I enjoyed the idea of being alone, but now we are too alone. Where are the people? They'd been surrounding in the busy city, and now we are alone.

Vincent laughs, placing a kiss on my temple. It's horrible and wonderful at the same time. Do I want him to kiss me? I absolutely do, but I shouldn't. I'm not strong enough to tell him to stop.

"I didn't want to share you on our last evening. I bought out the entire slot."

"The whole boat?" There had to be enough seating for two-hundred people on this thing.

The sun makes its final crawl in the sky, falling behind the horizon and pulling the city in darkness. Vincent reaches over and holds my hands. The bottle of wine and two glasses sit in front of us on the small table, but neither of us have taken a sip. I want to experience the night with my faculties intact. Probably.

Vincent's fingers grab mine as we both stare out the window as the Eiffel Tower comes into view from the boat's front windows. The lights flicker and Vincent checks his watch to see how long until the next special showtime.

"It should be any minute."

Besides the empty boat, everything tonight feels so… normal. Simple. As if we're the only two people in the city of love enjoying a river tour. Our past isn't screwed up and Vincent doesn't have drama following him. He's not a billionaire and I'm not the woman worrying she's more naïve than anyone realized. Too forgiving and hopeful. Tonight we're different people. Equals.

Which, is exactly what we're doing if you take away the part where we should have bustling crowds of people on either side of us. It's the middle of the tourist season.

I stare at the Eiffel Tower straight ahead and Vincent stares at me. "I'm sorry we only have today for real sightseeing. But I need to get to the meeting tomorrow.

I squeeze his fingers back and hold on to my smile. "It's fine."

And I mean every word. The day has been magical. Paris is a city steeped in history. You can't understand how young America is until you've been in a country where the buildings are older than your founding fathers. There's so much life on the streets. Hundreds of thousands of lives have come before us in this city alone. The greatest painters and artists. The city is alive and dead—a magical place that lives within the two constraints, constantly reinventing and yet honoring those who came earlier.

I didn't know if I'd ever get to see it in person, so even getting to spend a single day here it is perfect. Enough.

The things Vincent said to me while we stood on the landing at the tower have floated in my conscious all day. I've fallen for his sexy words before, but can I trust him this time? There's been no more mention of our situation. I've been selfish by sticking my head in the sand and pretending we're regular tourists. It's been wonderful, and I'm not ready for it to end.

I only wish we had the chance to see the catacombs, but when I brought it up and we walked by earlier in the day, the lines stretched around the block. The wait would've taken hours. The catacombs of Paris stretch underneath the city in a wide crisscrossing underground pre-subway packed with bones. As the cemeteries filled up with people and the city needed to make space, they moved thousands of bones of long-dead citizens to the new underground burial. It wouldn't make the top ten spots for many tourists but shouldn't be overlooked. The place has fascinated me since we studied world history in high school. They stacked bones on top of one another and in a few places used them to create elaborate art. I've only seen pictures of the wall of skulls, but I long to see them in person.

At the Palace of Versailles, visitors walk along the steps that once housed the great families of Paris. Monet's water lilies wrap around a circular building where the light comes in from the ceiling to illuminate his timeless images. Those are the most spectacular places, but Paris is home to hundreds of museums large and small. I've read you can take a day to explore the Louvre and still wouldn't see everything.

Those places are not for us and if this is my entire trip, I will go home happy knowing I've seen the city I've admired and had Vincent at my side to do it.

"Next time we'll stay longer and do everything the city has to offer." Vincent's promise brings a smile to my lips as I stare intensely at the Eiffel Tower waiting for the light display to start again. I could watch it a hundred times and never get enough.

I laugh, squeezing his fingers until he dislodges them and wraps his arm around my shoulders drawing me in tightly. "That could take a month."

He shrugs as if a month is no big deal. "Where afterward? Italy and London?"



A brand-new drama filled, enemies-to-lovers, age-gap, alpha hero, office romance from USA TODAY Bestselling author Megan Matthews.

During her interview at Valiant Industries, Mackenzie Marshal finds herself drawn in by a sexy young CEO. When she's offered a temporary job as his assistant rather than the marketing position she applied for, will she accept to gain experience at the state's most resounding firm?

Despite his knowledgeable eyes and handsome face, Vincent is a demanding boss. His brilliant business mind and callous behavior leave Mackenzie confused when she finds herself falling for her jerk of a boss. She quickly realizes she'll risk everything for Valiant, from her career to her family, but will the risk be worth it.

But Vincent has a secret and when Mackenzie learns the truth will she stay or make a run for it?
#explicit Content
#Suggested age range 18+
The Valiant Trilogy is created by Megan Matthews, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author. 

Fang Ping finally settled an issue after wasting half an hour of his life. He wasn't dreaming nor acting —for God's sake, if acting in a movie could restore his youth, then the film crew deserved a trip to heaven immediately!

After verifying that he had reincarnated, Fang Ping felt a wave of panic before settling down and accepting the truth.

What was the truth? It was that he had indeed reincarnated into a younger version of himself, and since he was equipped with his knowledge of the future, he was going to seize the day and become the next-big-thing in the business world! He was going to be rich!

That was that, until his friend interrupted him.

"So are you signing up for the martial sciences exam?"

What? Was this a joke? Or had he been handed the wrong script? Was this even the right universe? What was martial sciences? Why did the exam cost 10 thousand bucks to sign up? Loaded with questions, Fang Ping will soon realize that he might not have struck the jackpot as he had initially thought...

John and Dixie slowly rose from the shadow of one of John's newly turned zombies near the entrance to the infamous Paris Catacomb. John stood on the side of the entrance by a tree so he wouldn't be seen too early while looking around to ensure no one was near before breaking his way into the Catacombs despite it being dark outside and the moonlighting the sky.

John knew this would be the best way to bolster his forces even if most of the corpses would be nothing more then skeletons, to John they all had their uses. John had many ideas from his Tree of Death to using his necromancy to make different sizes and shapes of abominations that would give very beneficial effects in taking in humanity down. all he needed now was those who lay eternally below his feet to be at his command.

After reassuring himself that he was clear he walked around to the entrance to the black door before him. Dixie stared for a moment and said, "Well how do you suppose we get in Darth Skele."

John wanted to ignore Dixie's attempt to mock him but then again he realized he was wearing a large black cloak with a hood over his head that he even had to admit made him resemble the sith from Star Wars. Without saying a thing he conjured a giant black hand with claws to his right the size of an SUV using his {Darkness Manipulation} and willed it flying into the side of the entrance breaking it along with a small portion of the wall around it before it dissipated into nothing.

"Well... I guess this isn't a stealth mission." Said Dixie as she sat on John's shoulder.

Walking into the new enlarged entrance John says, "Never was a stealth mission."

John walked past the gift shop which he found disgusting as he saw what now only a few people in the world would find disturbing. People making a profit off of death which irritated him, yet he continued down the real entrance to the catacombs in order to not stall his intentions there.

John had walked a few minutes into the catacombs until he came upon the walls of bone that lined the interior of the underground maze, but he didn't stop to gaze as his aim was the heart of it. After a few minutes of walking he following the map of the catacombs, he swiped back at the gift shop he stopped as he had reached his destination. He was now in the center of the catacombs and everything was silent as he channeled his Mana through his body of bones and into his surroundings. He could feel them. All of them. All seven million within the catacombs that lined the walls and those that were stacked up to make walls themselves.

Dixie just sat back on John's shoulder as he didn't need her help at all for this task. Yeah, there would've been a warning from her about raising this many skeletons back to life, but with John massive amount of Mana, it would only take at most half of his entire Mana pool. With enough to spare for when he made his Tree of Death along with taking most of the undead skeletons he just created back to Hornbrew City.

After finishing John stood still as he waited for them to rise and sure enough the walls around him and under the neighboring buildings began to shake violently as the bones that lined them fell. Then as he expected they began to build themselves up like a force commanded each bone and shard to the original owner. It was like seeing oddly-shaped legos make something unexpected.

Within an hour all seven million skeletons were put back together and were ready for Johns command. John took a moment to bask in his army's growth while still staggering from the massive drain in Mana. While still having her mental connection to John, Dixie sensed what John was going through and said, "Ahh get over it, you big wuss.  It's nothing more than little Mana deprivation. It common after using huge amounts of Mana. Trust me it's like drugs, the more you experience it the less you'll feel it down the road."

John wondered where Dixie got this comparison from but dreaded the possible answers. Without further ado, he made his way back to the entrance where multiple police waited screaming for anyone within to come out with their hands up in french. John could only guess that he was seen entering which begged the question of if he was seen entering did anyone see him using his magic.

John wanted what he had behind him to be a surprise so he made a slow approach before what he guessed were hand signs and yells for him to cease his approach and comply to their commands. A helicopter flew above and shined a light onto John from up in the air. John could tell it a new chopper as a man with a camera could be seen on the side filming and transmitting what he saw back to whatever news station he worked for. John kept approaching until a warning shot was fired before his feet.

With this as a queue for him to stop John froze in his tracks. John felt that with the construction of his Tree of death just moments away and all signals around the world soon to be disrupted and slowed to the speed of dial-up modems he saw it as the best chance to show the world he was born in what they would soon be up against.

He slowly raised his black skeletal hands toward his hood which spooked the officer on the ground along with the spectators nearby. As he pulled the hood off and revealed his black horns and skull along with his fangs and the supernatural red fire within his eye sockets. There was nothing but silence other than the helicopter above their head with the spotlight on John after all he was the star at the moment.

John felt the stares from all over and knew that this was the moment he wanted and this was the best chance to leave a lasting impression on a soon to be destroyed civilization. He looked forward to the officers and yelled in a stern voice, "Rejoice humans, your prophecies of world destruction, extinction, and the apocalypse have finally been realized and brought forth by the true gods of this infernal existence. I who have been wronged by those who were meant to care and nurture me and was damned to a life not worth living has been given the chance to wipe away most of your race and all of your civilization by the gods you traded out for false imitations, idols, and non-existent deities that have not once answered your prayers. You have followed books made by those who wished to ensure their descendant's dominance and control over the ignorant while pretending to be gods themselves. Religions like Christianity and the Catholics wiped out the true believers thousands of years ago and even until this night they continue to secretly wipe away any evidence of their existence. So as punishment for the churches wickedness and disgusting habit along with humanities grotesque saddening actions of the past couple of millennia humanity has been judged as too unfit to thrive in this world they wish to start anew."

Just as John finishes his announcement he descends into his own shadow and reappears back into the catacombs. Knowing he doesn't have much time left before they search the Catacombs he quickly spreads a shadow beneath the feet of every skeleton which encompasses the entire floor of the maze and he along with his seven million skeletons descend into the floor. Disappearing before anyone can search the catacombs on to reappear within The Grave center. 

John falls onto his knee cap and struggles to stay conscious. He hadn't planned to bring all seven million back with him but it was too risky. He couldn't let the world taste too much of his monstrous sweet plan before he could finish putting the topping on the main course.

How would you feel living a life of absolute misery and pain? What would think when the sister of a girl you were falsely accused of killing breaks into your home and kills you by accident. Even the Gods are unsettled with what humanity has become, so what do they offer John? A: Reincarnation B: Power C: Revenge D: The choice to start apocalypses throughout the three universes. or E: All of the Above You know where this is going.

Pagkatapos ng drama naming yun. Okay na ulit ang lahat. Nagsorry siya. Nagsorry din ako sa pagiging insensitive ko. Mag-asawa na talaga ang turingan namin after that incident. Ngayon, napatunayan ko ng Mahal talaga ako ng asawa ko. At Mahal ko na din siya ng ganun kabilis. Pag-ibig nga naman. Mas mabilis pa keysa sa LBC. Di ko inexpect na mamahalin ko din siya ng ganun kabilis. But still SECRET remains a SECRET. Hindi pa din namin sinasabi ang puno't dulo ng lahat sa pamilya ko.




Next week. Graduation ko na. At last. Pero hindi ako ganun kasaya kasi ayaw akong pagtrabahuin ng  asawa ko. Huwag na raw akong magtake ng exam tutal mayaman naman daw siya. Mabibigay niya raw lahat ng gusto ko. Wala naman akong pakialam sa yaman niya. Mayaman din naman ang pamilya ko. Pero I'm glad dahil ganun siya ka protective sa akin. Naalala ko nga yung sinabi niya na nasa Paris pa kami.


FLASHBACK..

Sweety, can you stay away from Neil?-siya

Why? What's wrong with that? We're friends and..-.

Please..-siya

ANo ba talaga ang tinutumbok ng taong to. Masyado naman ata siyang seloso this time.

 

And you stay away from Janine too?- Natahimik naman siya sa sinabi ko. See? Hindi ka makasagot kasi hindi mo kaya diba?


I can, para sa'yo. Saka di mo ba nakikita, matagal ko na siyang iniiwasan. Kaso siya yata ang dikit ng dikit sa akin ehh. At pwede bang huwag mong ibahin ag usapan. I TRUST YOU, but I DONT TRUST Neil. Feeling ko, gusto ka niyang agawin sa akin.

 

Okay, pero paano kung siya ang lumapit sa akin.-ako while pout.


You're teasing me again Mrs. REign. Gusto mo another round?- siya habang papalapi sa mukha ko


Pervert nito. Paano nga kung ganun?-ako, wala ng pout kasi baka sunggaban niya ako ulit. Pagod na ang mga cells ko.

 

Make excuses. Basta, ikaw na bahala. Wala talaga akong tiwala sa kanya pagdating sa'yo.-ako

 

Hoy, Hindi naman siya masamang tao. Magkaibigan nga kami sa loob ng tatlong taon pero kita mo naman, I'm still whole.-ako with smile

Basta, sige na ligo na tayo. Marami pa tayong papasyalan dito sa Paris. -siya

Ako ang mauuna. Huwag ka nang sumabay. Baka matagalan tayo.-ako with smirk.

Tumayo na ako sa papunta sa banyo ng hotel namin baka kung ano pa ang maisipan ng asawa ko.


END OF FLASHBACK

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MArami kaming pinuntahan sa Paris. Sobrang saya namin doon. Sa Eifell Tower, Notre Dame, Mga Museums at doon sa Catacombs. Sobrang Scary doon. Daming bungo. (Pakisearch nyo na lang sa google yung binanggit ko) Gusto ko pa sanang pumunta sa Disneyland pero ayaw ng malupit kong asawa, bawal daw sa akin baka kabahan ako. Kesyo baka atakehin ako. Panira talaga ng moment ang sakit kong to. Tsk!


Sinong kausap mo jan?- Brent


Wala may naalala lang ako.


Naalala. Pero kung magsalita parang may kausap. Halika na nga. Kakain na tayo.


Papunta na kami sa kusina nang may maamoy akong mabaho.

Ano yan? Bakit ang bantot ng amoy?-ako


Afritada at Sinigang na baboy. Diba paborito mo yun?-siya

Tumakbo ako sa banyo ng kusina namin dahil nasusuka ako. Hinimas naman niya ang likod ko.

Anong nangyari sa'yo?-siya


Hindi ko alam. Ang asin ng sikmura ko. Arggg.. Pinagpapawisan na talaga ako. I really hate this feeling. Wala naman akong kinain kanina. Yung ano lang. OMG! That yougurt. Ahh, hindi na talaga ako kakain ng yougurt. 


Biglang pumasok sa isip ko. OMG! It's been four week since my last menstruation. What if..no, baka di kayanin ng baby ko.


Umalis ka muna Brent please.-ako while tinutulak ang asawa ko palabas ng banyo.

Okay kana ba?- siya

Yes, Just please leave. Sinara ko na ang pinto at lumapit sa medicine cabinet. Hindi ko nga alam kung bakit may ganito dito.

Ilang minuto na and I'm done peeing. I am about to put the fluid when I heard Brent knocking the door.


Jen, are you really fine?. Bakit ang tagal mo naman yata?.-siya sa naiiritang boses.


Yes, Just stay there.-ako


Hindi ko na siya narininig ang pagsagot niya kay pinagpatuloy ko na ang ginagawa ko.


waiting.....


waiting....


after 5 minutes...


Bumukas bigla ang pinto. Bumulaga sa akin ang mukha ni BRent na halatang naiinip na.


When I look at the pregnancy kit... It has two lines.


What is that?..-siya


I'm pregnant BRent.-ako


Are you sure? And why you look so sad?-siya


I don't think I can do this.-ako


Yes you can. Binigay sa atin ni GOD yan and I'm sure kakayanin mo. Andito naman ako.- Niyakap niya ako & I felt his tears rushing to my shirt. We will go to the Hospital later but before that we need to eat.

Okay. Nahimasmasan naman ako sa sinabi niya. I hope I can do it.


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