Based on the online game. You can play the game on pokemonlegends.com. That game is a fan's game. This is a fan fiction of a fan's game. Have fun and hope you enjoy the region of Orden.

Shanghai.
There were countless transparent raindrops linking the sky and the earth. On the street, colorful umbrellas started to appear like mushrooms and wound along the street.
Jiangnan's plum rain season had arrived, and the sun had not appeared for a very long time. The continuous rainy days made the air extremely humid. For an open-door business, such weather was obviously unwelcome.
However, the one who was troubled was the boss. To the ordinary worker, sales did not mean as much. Whether they sold more or sold less, the money they received was all around the same. When there were fewer customers, they were quite relaxed, and they could take the opportunity to be lazy.
There were many people that liked it when it rained, like the group of people that owned cars. Rain meant they had a free car wash.
In the rain, a limousine quietly stopped by the roadside.
The driver that also acted as the bodyguard came down from the cab, opened the umbrella, respectfully opened the back door, and held the umbrella out for the person in the car. The driver paid no regard to the rain falling down his back.
A leather shoe stepped into the shallow puddle by the curb. After that, another leather shoe followed.
Li Yuanfei got out of the car and buttoned the button in front of his suit. He raised his eyes to look at his surroundings.
It was a very normal street in Shanghai, located in the transitional zone between the commercial center and the residential area. There were some fashionable brand stores nearby. The brands were not top-notch, but they had good reputations.
In front of him was a pet shop. It was a direct store under his Stars pet chain supermarket. Its exquisite decorations did not lose much compared to other boutiques nearby. Its brand new signs were washed bright by the rainwater.
White-collared ladies and teenage girls passed by with umbrellas. They cast burning gazes when they saw the luxurious car and Li Yuanfei, who was in high spirits.
"Boss, do you need me to follow you in?" The driver that doubled as the bodyguard carried the umbrella, sending him to the covered doorway.
"There's no need." Li Yuanfei valued his words like gold.
The automatic doors separated to the left and right, and he walked into the shop.
The driver quietly returned to the side of the luxury car, waiting quietly for him to come back.
Compared to the cold wind and rain outside, the warmth and humidity inside were just right, causing people to feel like a huge burden was lifted off of them.
There was a mat to rub their feet on at the door and the floor was clean, but it also showed that customers were scarce because of the continuous rain. When he walked into the shop, he left a string of shallow footprints. No shop assistant came to wipe them off immediately, but perhaps that was a little too extravagant.
The layout of the shop was concise, but not simple. It was mainly pure white in color. It tried to cater to the cold and mild Japanese style favored by metropolitan, fashionable women. The first half was the pet supply area, the second half was the pet sale area, and there was even a playground for the children beside the door.
The cashier raised his head to look at him but did not recognize him. He welcomed him, as was the official procedure, before he continued to chat in the QQ group of chain stores on the computer. After all, the distance between the lowest level workers and him was quite far.
At that moment, there were only two or three customers sitting on the sofas and resting. Rather than actually shopping for pet supplies, they were instead just avoiding the rain.
Li Yuanfei took a quick glance at the products on the shelves. There was nothing to criticize. Whatever was necessary was there, and he walked towards the most central part of the pets section. Even though the pet products took most of the space, the position of the pets themselves was even more important.
The display cabinets in the pet area displayed cats, dogs, and other pets in different categories. The prices were arranged in descending order. The most beautiful and valuable pets were placed in the front so that customers could see them first.
Li Yuanfei took a quick look and saw an employee sitting cross-legged. He was concentrated on using his phone, so Li Yuanfei coughed lightly and used his finger joint to knock on the class of the display case of the English Shorthair. He asked, "May I ask what kind of cat this is?"
Of course, he knew what kind of cat it was. At that moment, he suddenly wanted to have a random inspection on how the chain store was run and the attitude in which they treated their customers. Before that, no one was warned.
The employee took a look, then quickly lowered his head again to stare at his phone. He spat out, "English Shorthair."
Li Yuanfei frowned in a way that was not easy to see and asked again, "What is special about this cat? Can you introduce it to me?"
The employee's face flashed with obvious irritation, as if he was reluctant to be disturbed. Li Yuanfei guessed that he was probably playing a game on his mobile phone.
He walked over lazily, staring at the English Shorthair. He casually answered, "Using simple terms, the most unique part of the English Shorthair is how 'circular' it is: its eyes are circular; its face is circular; its claws are circular; the tip of its tail is circular; its torso is circular. Its personality is warm and obedient, and it is suitable to be kept by an ordinary family."
Li Yuanfei was shocked and happy. He did not think that the employee, who looked particularly lazy, could somehow summarize the English Shorthair's specialties so well. He had used the simplest and easiest words to introduce it to the customer.
"Brother, you are very professional. Do you learn details about pets on a regular basis?" he questioned tentatively. He had already made a decision in his mind. If the employee gave a positive answer, he would greet the manager of the store and promote him to assistant manager. After all, the low-level employees who liked to learn were too rare to be buried.
"So-so." The shop employee scratched his head. It could have been that he saw that Li Yuanfei was dressed very well and he did not want him to look down on him. He answered truthfully, "That's what's written in the book."
"Oh? You saw it in a book? What book?" Li Yuanfei asked, interested. "Is it a pet magazine or a book you bought in the bookshop concerning pets?"
The store employee shook his head. "It was written in an online novel."
His response was not what Li Yuanfei had anticipated. He was shocked momentarily. "…An online novel introduced the unique points of the English Shorthair?"
"You don't believe it? I was just reading it just now… Here, it's this paragraph." The store employee took his phone out from his pocket and flipped to the chapter he was referring to, letting Li Yuanfei see the words on the screen.
Li Yuanfei was intrigued and grabbed the phone to take a look.
The phone screen was full of words, and it seemed to really be an online novel. One of the paragraphs introduced the special features of the English Shorthair. It was exactly the same thing that the store employee had just said.
So that was how it was…
Li Yuanfei was a bit disappointed. After all, compared with professional reference books, online fiction had a lower level. He hardly ever read online fiction. The impression of online fiction was that it was all about killing in a different world or fighting in a city and getting girls. On the private bookshelf of his office were all the biographies of famous businessmen and historical celebrities in the country and abroad.
He had already gotten rid of the idea of promoting the employee to the assistant manager, but as an employee of a pet shop, reading an online story about pets was more meaningful than reading pornographic books, right?
Then, another thought flashed through his mind: It was impossible to expect unambitious, lower level employees to learn and improve on their own initiative, but could he improve the quality of grassroots employees by means of teaching in a way they enjoyed?
Such as… Li Yuanfei took a look at that employee again. No matter where the employee's knowledge came from, it indeed would be able to increase the experience of a customer's shopping experience.
"How is that online novel written? Is it meaningful?" he asked, pretending to be very interested.
He simply looked through several pages and found that no matter what the story was, at least the pet knowledge mentioned in the novel was basically correct, which was already very rare for an online novel.
"Haha, I find that it is quite meaningful. I recommend that you read it!" The employee was obviously a fan of online fiction. He was suddenly spirited. He gushed and said, "I am also an old bookworm. This is the first time I have seen online fiction describing real pets! At first, the website recommended it to me and I refused, but recently there's been a book shortage. Now that I'm working in a pet shop, I thought it would be okay to see how the author fabricated the story. After I looked, however, it seemed that it was not like that, so I continued to read it. The only thing is that the author is relatively short and powerless…"
Li Yuanfei smiled as he listened. He thought, You are holding an employee pass for a pet shop and you are recommending online novels to customers. Is that suitable?
But he was already disappointed, and right now, he did not have much hope that the level of the employee was very high. He followed the flow and asked, "Is it? It sounds quite good. I also quite like pets… What is the content of this book? Can you explain it to me?"
"No problem!" The employee said. "In short, it's in a place called Binhai City. A man nicknamed 'Huo' downloaded a mobile game to capture elfins by chance, and then caught elfins everywhere. It just happened that he was running a pet shop…"
"What did you say? Repeat it again!" The employee was suddenly seized by the collar by Li Yuanfei. He was totally confused. What kind of stimulation did the elegant man in front of him have that caused his face to turn so vicious in the twinkling of an eye? He hoped that he was not an intermittent manic patient that had escaped from a psychiatric hospital.
"Who are you? Let me go!" He was reluctant to admit his weakness and wanted to remove Li Yuanfei's hand from his shirt collar.
"What is happening? Why did you start a fight with the customer?" Right at that moment, the store manager of the shop walked out. At first, he had only seen the back of Li Yuanfei and had thought that he was just an ordinary employee. When he walked in front of them and saw Li Yuanfei's face, he was instantly so shocked that his face became the color of mud.
"Boss… Boss Li, why are you here today?" The store manager turned around and pushed the employee to the side, exasperated at his failure to do good. "Boy, open your dog eyes wide and look clearly! Who is this? This is the big boss of our company!"
The employee shrank his neck in fear, but still whispered in disobedience, "So what if he's the boss? He was the first to make a move…"
"You still dare to speak?" The store manager was so angry he wanted to vomit blood.
"It was really like that! He took my phone and hasn't returned it to me!" The employee put his neck on the line. In his heart he thought that he would just resign and return to his hometown, but he needed his phone back at least. It was the new Apple phone that he had bought with months worth of savings.
The store manager pointed at the doorway and was just about to tell the employee he was fired when his hand was pressed down by Li Yuanfei.
Li Yuanfei took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, then shook his head lightly. He walked over to return the phone to the employee and apologized. "I'm sorry, it was me who lost my composure just now. Let me apologize to you. I'm willing to pay you for your losses."


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

"Shin Fu, come out! You're overdue on rent again!"

Bang!

Bang!

"Shin Fu! I can't cover for you anymore!"

"…"

Shin Fu ignored his best friend Jason. 

Staring down through tired eyes at his stain-covered boxer shorts, Shin realized he had more important things to deal with than Jason. Namely a half empty bottle of Miller Light in his hand urging him for another taste. He had another sip before smacking his lips.

"Ah!" Shin Fu felt most refreshed when drowning out his sorrows.

The motel window was more popular than usual this time. The warmth of light crawled through Shin's tightly sealed drapes as he felt a headache coming on. 

'Ugh…' He ached.

Ever since Shin Fu's mother had passed, he simply stopped trying at life. Seemingly realizing as he watched his family putting on fake tears and mingling at his mother's funeral, that in the end, no one really cares. Maybe he didn't matter to anyone either he thought, but their words told otherwise.

"I hate all of you" Shin spoke to himself as he left, never to return.

He stopped trying from that day on. He had dropped out of his college courses with a fat debt, his car's been repossessed, and Shin Fu hadn't even paid rent in at least half of a year. There was nothing left of the things left behind by his parents to pawn. The only thing left was his best friend of 8 years knocking away at his door.

Bang!

"Dammit Shin! They'll really come this time." 

Jason was referring to the hotel management.

Shin Fu turned his head to the door and spoke matter of factually.

"They never came before to collect, so this time shouldn't be any different." He was a veteran at avoiding his bills by now. 

"Your mother wouldn't have wanted this." Jason pleaded.

They were friends since high school. Kind of like peas in a pod, white on rice, or Bonnie and Clyde you know? Fucking inseparable. 

That is of course, until Jason met his wife and got laid for the first time.

Shin Fu concluded that the loss of virginity destroys a man, and ever since, he resented Jason. 

'That's right, fuck Jason!' Shin Fu didn't blink as he reminded himself.

Jason had the perfect life. For one, he actually finished college, he married a woman who looked down on he and Shin's friendship, and even got the job I never could. To come here every week for 3 years, re opening Shin Fu's wounds. The audacity! Shin Fu stood up and spat.

"Stop coming to check on me!" Shin threw his glass at the door. Smashing it.

"Shin-" Jason's voice was cut off abruptly as a figure pushed him aside. 

Noticing the silence and wondering if Jason had given up, Shin Fu felt something he hadn't in a long time. Regret. He didn't mean what he said. No one knew more than Shin how it felt to be rejected. Before Shin could find the courage to respond he was interrupted.

Bang!

Bang!!

Bang!!!

The power behind each knock sent a shiver down his spine. Shin Fu unconsciously took a step back in that instant. 

"Bright-vale police department. Open up!" A stern voice bellowed with authority.

"Shit! The motel really called the BVPD?! The cops are here?!" He screamed inside.

'Shit shit shit! What should I do?' Shin Fu looked around him for a miracle. Before he could find one, a key entered my front door. 

Chi cha! Pah!

These motel doors still used 40 year old locks rather than bio scans or even old fucking school key cards. It really made this the least safe option for a place to stay, but that's beside the point. The door swung open.

As they entered, the lights they were flashing assaulted Shin, blinding his vision. Shin could only imagine the disgust on their faces as he rose his hands in surrender. Motel squatting is illegal after all. He awaited the cuffs with his eyes shut tight in resignation.

"…"

Seeing the inside of Shin Fu's room, Jason lost his mind!

There were empty bottles and trash everywhere. The bed looked like it hadn't been cleaned in years. It made him feel as though the Shin Fu he knew who was always organized and sanitized has long since died.

"H… How can you live in this mess? Jeez man!" It was Jason's voice.

"W… Wha… Hold on, what?!" Shin nearly pissed his pants mere seconds ago, but hearing that voice, Shin Fu opened his eyes. He was greeted by a pair of dockers and a polo shorts, he didn't have to look any higher to know that he's been tricked. Jason, and one more piece of shit who wouldn't leave him alone for the past 8 years stared down at him.

"Haha! Damn mutha fucka, this a new low. Get off your knees!" The baritone voice that could only come from a 2 meter tall show off, sang out. That voice Shin confused for an officer belonged to none other than Mark. A.K.A. ladies man.

———————————————————

Shin sat in the backseat of Jason's Tesla while Mark called shotgun. An hour later they turned into a familiar gated area. 

"Where are you taking me?" Shin panicked. He knew where this was, but didn't want to accept it.

"Your mom Shin. You hadn't spoken to her for 3 entire years." 

Jason's voice was solemn as he watched the road, stealing the occasional glance into the rear view mirror. Mark had a similar expression. Only reminding Shin Fu of where he was. They pulled into a space near a charging port for Jason's Tesla, got out, and started walking. 

"You're messed up Fu! If I hadn't visited my momma, her ghost would possess my ass and make me beat myself. You really lost it… We miss you man…" Mark's voice began to break as they arrived at a dark gray tombstone. It read,

"Here lies Li Fu. Though my body will pass, my soul, along with the hope of the Fu clan will live on within our Shin Fu" Below it was the date of his mother's passing, but not her birth date. The Fu clan never marked their birth, as they believed themselves to be undying so long as they had a successor. 

Reading those words Shin Fu became tense. He thought back to all of those summers spent gaming rather than studying hard for exams, the times he stayed out late worrying her, and most importantly the questions. 

"Shin'er, that girl you are taking to Prom. Are you going to marry her?" 

"Shin'er, When will you get married? I just want to see my grandchildren."

"Shin'er, who is this girl in your graduation photo?"

"Shin!"

"Shin-"

"Shin."

Suddenly Shin felt a weight on his shoulder. A warm presence telling him that things would be okay. He broke down… 

"Mom!… Li Xian! I will kill them all!" 

Shin Fu raged, his blood beginning to broil as he remembered the circumstances around his mother's death.

"Whoa! Shin! Your mom wanted you to be happy man. Whether you have kids or not, she loves you. Whether you seek vengeance or not, she still loves you. You can't let that pressure get to you anymore." Jason placed his hand on Shin Fu as he got himself together.

"Nah man, he's right." Mark turned to Shin.

 "Shin, your family had no right to act the way they did, but staying locked away for 3 years? How is that going to solve anything? If anything, you're being a child! Grow the fuck up. While you've been sulking and Jason worshiping his wife I-"

"Hey!"

"Shut up, its true…" Shin Fu spoke this time.

Mark cleared his throat to take back the attention. 

"Like I was saying… While you two were 'busy' I've been working my ass off for you Shin. No one disrespects my family... Look at these." Mark pulled two pamphlets out of his overcoat. 

Both Shin Fu and Jason's eyes widened when they saw the front logo. It read, Immortals Online. It was clearly another game escapade.

"What do you mean by this Mark? Escapism won't help anyone and you know I don't have time these days." Jason's eyes narrowed. 

Ever since he had gotten married, his wife's family took him in and groomed him to become one of the most successful lawyers in the district. If he took the time out for video games like back in high school he would be spitting on all of his accomplishments.

"It's not what you think. This really will help Jason." Mark desperately turned to Shin.
 
"Shin… you remember summer wars right?"

"How can I ever forget. It's how I paid for my first car. The day we formed RS."

"Redemption Squad, exactly! We even had memes about that speech you made for our guild! So epic!"

"…" 

"Mark, shut it. He crashed that 92 Camaro within the first year. That, and we are on hallow ground. You only think about money."

The entire time they bickered, Shin Fu had his eyes glued to the pamphlet. Immortals Online was developed by Fiction Engine. A tech company that took virtual gaming to new heights. On the front cover was a monk on a flying sword, a magician with her staff, and a priest. All in black robes. 

"Cultivators…" Shin whispered to himself.

"What was that?" Jason questioned.

"They are cultivators. My family only let me read fiction outside of my studies in Chinese so that I kept my mind sharp. In Chinese fiction novels, Cultivation was the recurring theme. Some even wander if these novels were actually fiction or historical at times." As Shin's eyes began to show a light they hadn't shown in years, Marks face contorted into a large grin. 

———————————————————

"I can't believe you are trying to rope me into this… Mark, none of us has even tried virtual gaming. If my wife finds out and says no, it'll just be you and Shin. I can't convince her that there's any hope of success in gaming. She has to see dollar signs. I don't want to get your hopes up." Jason lamented as he thought back to the old days.

"I know… but we have to try… You've always dreamed of making money by gaming, not this legal shit. " Mark scoffed.

"Yes but-"

"And you said it yourself , the Redemption Mafia would never die out." 

"I did, however-" 

"Do it for Shin Fu. We can't do this without you…" Shin stood up in protest.

"Mark, I never said I would join. Thank you for easing my worries, but I've got to placate my families doubts. I'm sure playing Immortals Online could do wonders for my confidence, but no one will take it seriously." He let out his own doubts.

"I'm sorry" Shin added.

Mark tried convincing the two by laying out all of the info about Immortals Online during their ride back to Jason's. He researched it tirelessly after seeing the advert on his way home.

After 8 years of development, Immortals Online would the newest and final VRMMO created by Fiction Engine. It was almost like fate and they were putting their all into this title. To top things off, they offered something most irresistible. 

An exclusive contract to the top 1000 guilds and 100,000 players of each country signed under the Internet Freedom Act. An international constitution granting the provisions of Internet access as a basic right to all of its citizens. Those were the stakes and other companies were getting in on them.

Rumors have it that Azus, Goggle, and Hipster-Gram were already recruiting and sponsoring players who were in training. If they wanted to compete with big business's, Redemption Squad would have to return. As the debate continued in Jason's basement the sound of the front door slamming shut alerted the trio.

"Jason! What did I tell you about leaving the porch light off at night. Hmm?" A strong woman yelled. 

"Honey! I'm hanging with the guys. I'll handle that later!" Jason yelled upstairs.

"Sorry guys, just give me a moment and make yourselves at home." Like a dog on a leash he ran to her call.

Looking around, Shin remembered back to when Jason first bought the house. 

"This basement was meant to become our hideout. An amazing man cave, yet now…" Shin had an incredulous look on his face as he faced a wall filled with shoes and shelves of jewelry before flicking his wrist forward as if casting a fishing line.

"Whaahh-psssh! Whipped."

Our MC, Fu Shin, is a 27 year old drop out. going through severe depression after his mother's passing. His is two best friends, being his only support decide that he needs therapy, gaming therapy! 

Join them as they tackle their first VRMMO experience ever, Immortals Online! 

Walk alongside them in their most intimate moments in their most heart pumping, slime smashing, and **** bashing journey competing to get a life! 

A life, playing video games!
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Title: The Anthology In Which We Met

Description: About a student reviewer and Light Novelist classmate forming a rivalry about stories. This is about their day to day interactions as they learn more about writing stories from each other.

This is basically me writing in my pass time some concepts I don't have the time to actually write in full length. That's why I'm just listing it based on what genre story it is rather than anything concrete.

Prologue: Meeting My Dreaded Nemesis!

As a child, I always believed myself to be the hero of my own story. That I was hiding some special talent even I myself didn't know about was waiting for my time to shine. The media that affected me most was watching 'Superheroes' and other kind of generally nice protagonists easily getting ahead in life. It was like the world itself was protecting them from harm.

However, as I grew up, I realised that I severely underestimated the 'story' of life. It was when I realised that I was slowly becoming an 'outcast' with no friends in Primary School did I realise that just waiting for life to shower you with luck is just an unrealistic fantasy only protagonists in fiction could do. An actual human being needed to work hard!

To think that I was narrow-minded enough to believe that the fiction of reality was as simple as a power fantasy... It wasn't a self-indulgent tale created to cater to whims of reader's desires!

Instead, it was an extremely adaptive and interactive story where choices and the will of the almighty author of my life mattered most. The story of James Speedwagon could even become a tragedy or psychological drama if I didn't pay enough attention to the people around me. This realisation led me to aim for the perfect slice-of-life my story should be...!

This made me exercise my body, honing my fashion sense by asking my sister for advice, and generally paying attention to the 'story' happening around me so I could avoid the worst outcomes imaginable.

Once my backstory was finished and I moved on to Secondary School, I knew at that moment that this time it was truly my time to shine! The training to become a typical good-looking classmate who could enjoy is school life with his high popularity was a success. Ahhh, the wonders of using everything one has in their disposal to control their story's route~

The feeling of being control of my life is so wonderful~! Who wouldn't love this kind of life?

A mob never undergoes intense hardships!

I had a nice group of friends with the same interest as me, no bullies, high grades, and the respect of the people around me. Although their were the odd few who viewed me as stuck-up and arrogant due to their jealousy, everything was mostly perfect.

Not only did I have a great mask that allowed others to have better feelings about, but my true identity also shined in the vast ocean of the internet as Webnovelist that posted an anthology of short stories online for my own amusement. Seeing people comment in order to praise me for my hard work really made me feel that all the time I spent toiling and planning fiction was worth every moment of it.

Everything was so peaceful... until SHE came along...

"Good morning, today we're going to introduce a new transfer student. Please be sure to treat her nicely, okay?" The bald-headed teacher spoke with a tone that left no room to refute. However, before the person in question was sent to sit at her seat, the transfer gestured by putting her hand up.

"...You don't have to put up your hand."

"Sir, can I do a self introduction? Pleeeassee~" The girl transfer student stretched out her last words in an extremely cute tone. This, combined with her natural Asian beauty, made it hard deny her.

"You can..."

"Thank you, Sir~" Even her words of gratitude seemed to be affected by her bubbly personality and came out sounding pleasant to hear. If she became a voice actor then I'm sure she'd make a lot of money.

"Nice to meet everyone, my name is Tina Sakura. I may look and sound like your typical Japanese foreigner but if you ask if I actually know how to speak Japanese, then you'll be disappointed~!

Some claim I'm eccentric while others claim I'm fun to be with, but what's my most notable quality is that I'm the Light Novel author of 'Is my Big Brother really a Magic Assassin?'. My pen-name is 'Girigiri-girl' and I'm a Genius Writer that's quite popular online~!" The girl named Tina spoke with so much confidence that my short-circuited in confusion.

Was this girl out of her mind? Did she not feel any shame? How could she reveal her identity as a writer so easily? This is quite strange... Normally, most would try to avoid being labelled as some kind of 'Bookworm', but this girl seems perfectly content with the outcome...! Somehow, her bubbly personality seemed to melt everyone's hearts quite quickly... Eventually, the entire class befriended her.

However, when it finally came to my turn of having my heavily guarded heart melted by her extroverted attitude, I buckled and decided to avoid her altogether instead. Why? Well, it was because she took the 'spotlight' without even trying to.

I felt quite jealous towards her... Not only did she honestly talk about her hobbies, but she didn't even have to pay attention to anyone else's feelings to befriend them. It was almost like she was a naturally born main character who didn't need to put effort into her appearance yet still got along with everyone around her. Strangely, I've even come to hate that part about her... I feel like my effort was wasted...!

"Hey, you okay...?"

"It's nothing. Just leave me alone. Be quite in the library." I asked while spending my break 'reading'.

No, it wasn't quite that. This Girigiri-girl before me might be an 'Author', but I myself was actually a 'Troper' that recognised the ins and outs of a story in order to give it an appropriate review. My username of 'Prince Pauper, the Troper' online was treated like a grim reaper which many tried to stay away from due to my constructive but negative review methods.

"You like reading as well?" She asked with curiosity.

I closed the Fantasy Novel I Has in my hand and nodded my head since there's no use hiding it. I've already realised the errors of my ways and decided to stop hiding what parts of me are truly 'real'...

"That's great! Do you wanna become pen-pals?" The girl asked with great enthusiasm. It was this mundane conversation that started the endless battles between me and my nemesis, Tina Sakura!

(Cover by Darkstar Dust)

This is a story I worked on ages ago that has been refined and edited by adding foreshadowing to events while also simplifying the power system better than before. This story can be considered a prequel to An Adventure Beyond Greatness as it takes place years prior to the events of that story.

Short Synopsis:
After retiring from the battlefield, my life became empty and lifeless. The regrets of my past haunt me in my sleep. Then a change occurred, a King from another world summoned me to fight for his kingdom, but I died even before I could give him my answer. Now, after a fake God allowed me to reincarnate (albeit imperfectly) with my memories intact, into a world filled with magic and swords.

Long Synopsis:
This is about a flawed protagonist who only knew to rely on others and not socialise who gets a second chance to change himself in order to live the life he aimed for in his past life. The narrator isn’t exactly trustworthy since it is purely in his bias perspective while other perspectives given by others fill in the blanks that he either leaves out or twists to suit the situation.

The story itself can be considered a parody of Isekai’s classic tropes which are given a sense of reality as time goes by. As there exists no ‘Demon Lord’, there is also no black and white, only characters opinions and counter-opinions throughout the story.

[Disclaimer the one who wrote this chapter is the author Sinbi]

Sitting in front of his computer, a sad but sweet song in Korean could be heard throughout the quiet room.

While contemplating between whether or not SinBi wanted to play games or write, a notification suddenly surfaced on Discord.[1]

"DING!"

"Let's play some normals!"[2]

Seeing the message sent by his friend, SinBi replied with one word.

"Later!"

After replying, SinBi tabbed out of Discord onto Google Chrome, preparing to write. However, the situation hadn't ended as he immediately heard a series of 'dings.'

Opening Discord once again, words continuously flooded his screen causing SinBi to stare in stupefaction.

"Now!"

"Now!"

"Play now!"

"You're not busy at all!!"

Relenting, SinBi didn't know whether to cry or not. "Okay, just 1-2 games, I really have something to do!" Immediately sending an angry emoji[3] afterwards.

Logging into League of Legends, SinBi accepted the party invite that he had received upon going online.

Joining the party, he saw 3 of his other friends also online while deciding to join their VC.[4]

"Yo, Yo, Yo!" Entering the call, SinBi promptly greeted his friends while calling his role decisively. 

"Top Lane!"

"Yeah, yeah, we already knew you were gonna go top."

After sorting out their roles, the party of 5 started a match while everyone talked about who's gonna carry or who's gonna be feeding.[5]

SinBi was quiet though because he was trying to play his KPOP on the Rhythm Bot.

As the bot joined and started playing his playlist, his friends immediately whined. "Bro...don't you have any Chinese songs to play? Why is it always KPOP that you're so obsessed with?"

"What, play songs I can understand please! English!!"

"If you wanna listen to your songs so bad, just queue it up, hmph." Not caring about their remarks at all, SinBi focused on the game.

"Camille is teleporting bot, I'm following, continue fighting, we can 3v3."

"Their jungler is in the river, I can come but I'll be late." SinBi's friend A immediately called out.

"Sivir, Sivir, no flash!"

"I have ult, keep chasing."

"Okay stunning in 3, 2, 1!"

One player after another fell on the enemy team by SinBi's team. "Okay, we win! GG!"[6]

Finishing his game SinBi wanted to log off, telling his friends that he had to do something. 

"Okay, that's it for me, cya."

But his friends didn't let him off the hook. "What? You're leaving after we won? Haven't you heard of the phrase 'continue if you're winning?' before?"

"But…" SinBi had no idea what he was going to say as he already knew that he couldn't go write with his friends persuasions. And what was this 'continue if you're winning' phrase? What utter nonsense! Did he not hear of the phrase 'quit while you're ahead' before?!

Okay, letting out a slight chuckle, SinBi had to admit that his phrase was pretty nonsensical too…

"Fine…" Giving in once more, he continued to play.

What was meant to be one game that took about 40 minutes prolonged to hours after hours.

Finally after who knows how long, all his friends had to go as SinBi stretched his body while checking the time. 

10:00PM

". . ." Scratching his eye while blinking a couple more times, SinBi made sure that he was reading the clock correctly.

"Well...crap." It's already this late?!?!

He still had to write, shower, brush his teeth and do some studying…

"Ugh...I'll just write 2 chapters tomorrow. It's fine."

Walking up his stairs to the restroom, SinBi took a shower, brushing his teeth afterwards before studying a bit, becoming sleepy extremely quickly.

Going onto his bed, SinBi quickly dozed off dreaming a bit.

DING DING DING DING

Loud sounds of sirens reverberated through SinBi's room. 

Waking him up, he continued to lay on his bed with his eyes closed while trying to reach and find his phone. 

After stumbling around for a bit, SinBi finally managed to open his phone and shut the alarm off before sleeping again. 

Yet after another 5 minutes, the same type of sounds could be heard once again. 

DING DING DING DING

"Annoying…" Muttering in a soft voice, SinBi finally got up and took a quick shower before scrolling through the notifications on his phone.

This was what he did every day as soon as he woke up, except sometimes he would browse his phone before taking a shower.

"Novel has been updated…"

"Novel has been updated…"

Message from Discord: "Hey are you awake?"

"Webcomic has been updated…"

Clearing it all, he decided to read the newly updated chapters of the novels he was currently reading.

Finishing them all, SinBi played his KPOP playlist once again, learning from his previous mistake not to show himself online on Discord so his friends wouldn't get him to play again. "I have to write no matter what today…"

Opening up Google Docs, SinBi re-read his previous chapter to jog his memory before writing the next one.

Except, he didn't know where to start…

Starting off a new chapter was always confusing for him, questions surfaced on his mind as he wondered how he could go about it.

Pondering for a bit, SinBi thought of a pretty emotional idea for his main character as he started writing.

However once he got into it, SinBi became unsatisfied, erasing the words he wrote down while starting over again.

He does this multiple times and sometimes more than he should, but SinBi would always be satisfied with his writing after a while.

Getting more in-depth into his writing, SinBi did some research over the fan-sites, wikiapedia[7] and digging through old chapters of the original novel to make sure that there were no loopholes with his fan-fiction.

Speaking of this, SinBi didn't understand the hate with fan-fictions at all!

Were fan-fictions not novels? Just because they weren't original ideas doesn't mean that the amount of work placed into writing one was easy. 

Sure there were some novels that weren't up to par, but he knew that his was very good!

He not only spent a long time thinking and writing about his ideas, he also takes a long time thinking of new names for characters, setup and background of how his story was gonna be different while also researching and digging through the original novel's chapters so some of the ideas didn't coincide and make loopholes that were confusing to the readers…

At times, reading some of the original novel's on WebNovel, SinBi would think to himself that he puts way more work than some authors who are writing their own original story…

Sometimes, the truth may not be what it seems.

Just because someone was good or talented at something doesn't designate them as a genius or prodigy…

You wouldn't know how much effort and work they put in behind the scenes...you should always recognize them for their hard work and look beyond the conclusions that you jump to.

Although sometimes they may be true, but most of the times, the truth can oftentimes be shocking.

"Don't lose track of a gem, jumping to glitter."

...…..

Hey guys! SinBi, Rwgey, or Rum here! If you guys don't know me from the Webnovel Discords, I am the author of a fan-fiction novel called 'The Queen's Avatar.'

And as many of you may have guessed, it is a fan-fiction of the novel 'The King's Avatar.'

If you're into video games, I highly recommend the novel!! And maybe you can stop by my novel too. :)

Now with that said, this was the first time I was writing something like this so I hope you guys can bear with the awkward transitions between the third person view.

Still I hope you guys enjoyed my perspective in writing and what I think about the Webnovel community.

While reading, you may notice that there are numbers behind some of the acronyms/words, that was there to define some of the uncommon words/terms that you may not be familiar with, if you are curious and want to know what they mean, here they are!

[1] Discord - Voice Chatting Software/Program. 
[2] Normals - Referring to a game mode inside the video game that was represented in the chapter.
[3] Angry Emoji - The emoji that was used:
[4] VC - Voice Call/Voice Chat. Joining a call with people that requires a microphone to talk into.
[5] Feeding/Carrying - Terms generally used in Gaming, feeding means you're trolling/doing bad. Carrying means you're doing exceptionally well, figuratively, 'carrying your teammates on your back' in the game.
[6] GG - Good Game, generally said after a round or the end of a game as a form of 'good sportsmanship.'
[7] Wikiapedia - Spelled like this on purpose, it's a variation of Wikipedia that gives information on various fan-made pages like 'The King's Avatar.'

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Some heads turned to our direction, some of them are also curious about things.  

"I want to tell you guys everything later in the meeting, but some people are not here yet. Tell you what, I'll tell you instead the story about how me and Oscar met, sounds good?" I said.  

She gave me a nod and everyone else seems very interested.  

"We both like watching or reading on topics about a nuclear fallout, a power grid attack, alien invasion, economic collapse and you know, a zombie outbreak. It first started as a hobby, I met Oscar on a convention in San Diego where I got seated next to him. It was a panel for a TV show that features zombies as the enemy, 'The Pacing Unliving'." I drank a bit of water then I continued.  

"We talked a lot after the panel and we exchanged emails. We got to talking about what we would do in case that happened, then he introduced me into prepping. To give it a short explanation, it's preparing for a certain scenario, a backup of a backup of a backup plan. It's actually a rabbit hole if I go into more details on it since there is a different fit for every scenario. It's like asking someone after you watch 'The Pacing Unliving', what would you do in that situation? What would you prepare in case of a zombie outbreak? Like what would you bring with you? What would you fortify your house with? Something along those lines."  

I got a few nods of understanding though some of them are still more focused on eating.  

"It got really fun when I started, he helped me buy my first gun, which was a Glock 17 and he taught me how to use it. That's where I learned that he used to be a Combat Medic for the US Army. He's 64 now and it only shows when you see the white strands in his hair. Aside from him mentioning her daughter in the Navy which I've never met, that's pretty much all I know about him. Though we've been friends ever since." I was slicing off a chunk of potato that was too big for my spoon.  

"When I went back to the Philippines, we're still in contact. Aside from continuing my parent's business, I still trained to use my gun. I even had a membership on a range in Quezon City and learned to use different kinds, though I still preferred on using pistols. In my spare time, I learned a lot of other things for self-defense, aside from already knowing Kendo and Karate ever since I was young, I've also learned different disciplines. Because in the book that Oscar gave me, it says that you can't always have a gun at your side, learning other forms of self-defense can be the one to decide whether you could protect yourself and those close to you. It's better to have and don't need than to need and not have." I said.  

Oscar nodded at the last part. 

"Wow, this is very different from the things that you used to geek about." Kaley said. 

"Hah! Geeking out about something could be anything, you're right though. I even had a thought in my head to take it one step further. I also learned how to cook, grow my own food, catch fish, farm certain animals, perform basic first aid, fix certain household problems and car problems and so much more. I learned as much as I could take in during these few years, having a photographic memory helped me a lot in this case. The easiest ones to do are things like memorizing certain plants that which are edible and learning what type of medicine works with each sickness. The only thing I've taken time to learn is where you need to practice over and over since it takes time. You can say that I've become a jack of all trades, though there are differences in skill level for each one. Oscar even introduced me to one of his old buddies in the Army a few years back and they gave me this training from hell, it was actually the training for real soldiers and he left me there for 6 months! I thought I was gonna die at that time!" I concluded.  

"Well, you finished it kid. I would've told them to keep you there for a year but my friend there told me you were ready." Oscar said.  

"Hah! Ready for what? Vietnam? It was fun although it was hard." I joked.  

He just raised his bowl and he gave a hearty laugh.  

"But how did the both of you get this place?" Kaley inquired.  

"Most of the veterans in the US are treated very poorly after they retire and some would have a hard transition to society when they come back after a number of years. Some would be lucky to have a roof on their heads and some would be left homeless, so much for being called a hero. Good thing I have saved a lot of money to help myself. I could say that I'm one of the lucky ones. My daughter is in the Navy but we haven't had much contact since my wife died." Oscar was the one to answer now and he continued.  

"I lived alone in my old house and though I'm getting by good from working 40 years in the army, I felt really bored. Then I started to watch different shows online. I get really into the end of the world genre and in the art of being a prepper so I went to one of the conventions where I met this kid. I don't know what it is but I got really intrigued in this kid. The way he looks at things and how his head works is different." he said. 

"What do you mean by that old man?" I replied with a raised eyebrow.  

"Bah! You'll never get what I mean. To make a long story short, we became buddies and he was the youngest among all of them. When I got the news that he's flying back, I decided to sell all my property in Texas to move here. There's nothing for me there anyway, and most of the stuff here is very cheap. That means I could live the life of a king here. I contacted him immediately and said that I need his help to find a place here and he generously offered for me to stay at his house for the meantime. I stayed at his place and we 'remodeled' it while I started to look for a place to get." he said.  

"This place here was owned by the Cruz family, right?" Oscar looked at me.  

I nodded, "Their family is planning to move in Australia and they are selling this place lower than the market price it's really a steal. It even helped us greatly that my parents knew them. They planned to sell everything here for 64 Million PHP (1.25 Million USD) but they sold it to the both of us for 42 Million (825 Thousand USD). It's still pretty steep but Oscar footed most of it."  

"And what we got to thank for that is the conversion rate kid, dollars converted to pesos would go a very long way." Oscar added.

Kaley now nodded herself, "I agree, that's the reason why most people here tried to work abroad."  

"Well we spent more money and time renovating this place when the Cruz family moved out, we changed the gate, fortified the walls, added the floodlights, solar generators and panels all around, CCTVs, the barn, the greenhouse and some other things. Oscar explores the world a few times every year and I was in charge of this place ever since. We slowly built it up and here we are now." I said while drinking from my glass of juice.  

"But why though? Just from a thought that something might happen?" Rin finally chimed in.  

"Yeah, and because we can." Oscar and I answered at the same time. We looked at each other and started laughing.  

"Seriously though, we really just wanted to build something of our own, there's nothing bad to come out of that yeah? We just wanted to feel secure and not blame ourselves when shit hits the fan. Honestly, I just started prepping as a hobby at first, we just rushed on building this thing with Sky when we witnessed that." Oscar put a lot of emphasis on the word 'that'.  

Kaley and some people gave Oscar a questioning look but he laughed it off, Rin gave a quick glance at me and Zeus is now touching my leg, he seemed to have finished his bowl. In the end, we told them that we would tell them everything we know once everybody is here. The only silver lining here is that Malanday, this barangay, has still not been hit yet. I really hope that the others would come earlier.

"Better to have and not need than to need and not have." -Sky Ishiyama.

Sky Ishiyama is a nerd with Photographic Memory who after the bumps and turns in his life, turned to be a Doomsday Prepper.

The story takes place in our world where our MC was diving through the Dark Web just for fun and discovered something that can only be found in books, movies, or games.

Zombies.

Ever wondered what you could do in a zombie apocalypse where you actually know what you're doing? Actually surviving properly while preventing stupid deaths? Doing what is right and necessary? Or better yet, actually doing what you shout in the monitor when you're watching a film?

Our MC is coupled with the knowledge of not just fighting z's but actually surviving by securing his home, finding allies, scavenging for supplies, building a community and so much more.

All of the names and places mentioned in this novel are fictional and any relation to people IRL is purely coincidental.

Monday. 

Haru didn't skip school but went honestly to his school since he needed to prepare for his event. He had talked about catering and he only needed to set up a promotion at the school. He had prepared the poster that he would place on the announcement board later.

"Is this the poster?" Runa asked. 

"Yeah," Haru answered. 

Runa nodded and seemed to be satisfied with the poster. She looked at Haru who was in his disguise with his black hair. She knew that this guy was quite famous, especially when his photo appeared on the television during the news of his acquisition of a newspaper. She suddenly remembered something and said, "Do you need investment?" 

"....." Haru was speechless and said, "What investment?" 

"Your website. I'm not sure what you're planning, but I'm sure you're planning to do something," Runa said. 

Haru raised his eyebrow and said, "The website is on the initial stage. I don't need an investment for the time being." He also didn't need that much money to manage this website by himself. 

"What are you going to plan with that website?" Runa asked. 

"Nothing. Let's talk when the website is popular," Haru said. 

"But your website is popular?!" Runa said while twitching her lips. She didn't know what Haru was planning, but she smelled money from him. 

Haru knew that his website was quite popular since he had a lot of fans on twitter and when he posted the link of his website on twitter a lot of people started to open it at the same time to read his novel. 

His website was similar to an internet community for readers and writers to publish new user-generated stories in different genres, including classics, general fiction, historical fiction, non-fiction, poetry, fan-fiction, spiritual, humor, and teen fiction.

However, it was only his first step since he also wanted to change it to a video-hosting website. He needed to raise his money first through his investment company later. 

"How is the preparation?" Haru decided to change the topic of conversation. 

Runa snorted and said, "It's done. We have gotten permission from the student council." She smiled and said, "Anyway, who dares to stop us now." 

"We're not a student council. We also need to pay a tax to them for this event," Haru said with a sigh. He really hated it when his cake was divided again. 

"That's true." Runa nodded and said, "There is a week before the show. You need to be patient." 

"I am very patient," Haru said. 

"Haru. Do you have the continuation of both Sword Art Online and 5 Centimeters per Second? I am very hooked on both of them. If possible can you also give me the Dragon Zakura too," Runa said with a bright expression.

Haru nodded and said, "You can read it soon." 

"Eh?!" Runa pouted and kept complaining. 

Haru ignored her and only patted her head to stop. 

They stopped bickering with each other when the class started and they were listening to the teacher even though they didn't need to either. In this school, the academic wasn't that important after all and the most important thing in this was the ability to gamble. 

Haru knew that the position of student council was the most important and the most authoritative position in this school. He didn't care much about this position, and he had never thought to create wealth using a gamble in this school since all of them in this place were students and they hadn't worked in society. When they lost money they used the money of their parents and the amount of money wasn't that much unless they were rich. 

Haru was quite happy since the money that he had won from both of his gambles had entered his bank account. He had decided to use this money for an investment, especially for gold since it was on the rise. 

'2009, huh?' 

Haru knew that there were a lot of butterfly effects that were happening in this world when he was reincarnated since he had seen a lot of things that didn't appear in his last life such as Love Live. He didn't know why such a show where a high school student competed for each other to become the best idol in this country. He knew that this show had a lot of potentials and he thought that it would be good to use this show to promote his Instagram. 

His Instagram was quite good and the number of accounts was steadily increasing. The only problem was he needed to do something to promote this app to North America. 

'The problem is China.' 

Haru knew that social media such as Facebook and Instagram were being blocked by the government of China. He knew that it would be hard to enter China's market. He needed a partner and let them manage Instagram in China by themselves since the market of China was too tempting. He shook his head and decided to not think too much now since his economic power was too low. 

Haru looked at Runa who was taking a picture of herself using a smartphone and he also saw that he was on the frame. He also saw a familiar app on her phone and asked, "What are you doing?" 

"Oh, I am taking a photo." Runa uploaded her photo and said, "Do you have an Instagram?" 

"...." Haru was speechless but also felt happy. "I have it." 

"Really? Let me follow you," Runa said. 

"Sure. I'll follow you back," Haru said. 

Runa didn't expect Haru to have an Instagram account. She was curious and decided to look at it. She was speechless when she saw it. "There are a lot of girls." 

"Yeah. They're my friends," Haru said. 

"...." Runa squinted her eyes while looking at him suspiciously. 

Haru decided to not say anything and changed the topic of conversation. "Now is the break, let's go and meet Kirari." 

Runa kept looking at him but nodded in agreement. 

Haru was wondering whether he had raised Runa's flag in the past.

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Zara has never really been out of country…the idea of travelling alone itself was out of question.  But after living in the shadow for nearly thirty years without achieving nothing more but a degree, getting in and out of different jobs unable to find the right one, she thought it was high time to put her timidity and fear aside and accept the invitation of her brother to come and visit them in London.  She was set to take the plane to the UK in December with a stopover of three days in Dubai all by herself.  The thought itself makes her stress level go from zero to one hundred real quick but for now she preferred not to think about it.  She was still two months away from taking the big leap from South Africa to the land of her majesty.

For the time being there are many other topics that are way more important to think about like the wedding of her best friend Isabella who is getting married in one month time.  "Good Lord, please give me strength", She said with a sigh. Among some of her problems there is also the fact that her love life is practically chaotic, with dating the wrong guy, getting cheated on, and being left broken hearted, she has been single for quite a long time now not being able to find her soul mate.  To be honest it has been so long that she is on the verge of giving up in finding the love of her life and accepts her ill fated situation.   Zara cannot stop thinking about how all her friends are getting married one after another and moving on with their life while all she is doing is just…attending their weddings.  Though she is very happy to do so she nevertheless wants to experience and enjoy some good days too just like them. "How pathetic my life is", she said pitifully.  But then again let's focus on the important thing.  The wedding!!

Since she was jobless and had nothing to do, the task at hand was to look for a wedding caterer as soon as possible.  The one that was booked by her friend Isabella cancelled a few hours ago.  How can she forget the moment she got a call early in the morning with Isabella on the other side of the receiver freaking the heck out.  Zara thought the worse had happened.  After fifteen minutes of nonstop ranting, Isabella assigned her the task of finding a caterer.  She did not even get the time to respond with a positive answer that there was a dead silence on the other side.  Yes, Isabella just hung up on her but this was no time to hold grudges, the poor girl was obviously panicking.  Preparing a wedding was indeed a big responsibility.  

Zara spent the entire day searching the internet and calling wedding caterers.  But it seemed that everyone was already booked at this time of the year.  One person even asked if she booked one year ago as if this was really something that people would do.  Or maybe it was really a thing, how could she know, it's not that she is married or going to get married.  She has no experience of how to prepare for a wedding whatsoever.  "Jeez!! This is exactly the type of thoughts that I do not want to have, it make me pity myself, let's focus, come on".  She sigh and took a deep breath and started dialling that one last number on the list she made of all the wedding caterers she could find on the internet who operate in Cape Town.  After a few beeps, someone picked up and within few minutes of talking, and negotiating, she ended the call with a relief.  Finally, the job was done.  Isabella has got herself a wedding caterer.  

She then texted Isabella to inform her that everything was under control and that she could tick off finding a wedding caterer from the list of to do things.  Isabella replied her back with a big thank you gif and added she is going to pay back when her big time comes with a wink emoticon.  This made Zara giggled and she said: "I hope that day come soon".  She really wanted to have someone who was going to take care of her like a woman needs to be taken care of, care for all the little things that concerned her, love her to the moon and back, to look at her with so much love in his eyes that one can melt like a candle and to think that she was the most important and valuable person in his life. At times, she thinks what it would be like to really have someone like that in her life, how life changing that moment would be but then she brushes the thought off thinking that it only exists in movies or in those online books that she writes.  She is a full time writer who writes fan fiction and romance fiction online just so she could earn some money to survive.  But it also is a way for her to put her thoughts into words when it becomes too difficult  to express them verbally.

She would write about her ideal man in some of her stories knowing very well that it just could not be true in real life so she comfort and make herself happy by writing about him.  She often describes him as being very tall; having a lean but muscular body, short spiky hair with a good personality, noble character, successful and trustworthy. Zara did not care much what he does for a living, as long as he has a decent job it's all good or even how good looking he must be.  She always believes that inner beauty is more important than anything else.  As a matter of fact, she would not consider herself to be that beautiful, she is just moderate.  Coming from Indian descendants, she was born in Cape Town, South Africa where she has lived and spent her entire life.  She is herself tall, slim, with layered long dark brown hair, dark brown eyes and slightly fair in complexion, the reason why she wants to have somebody just like that in her life.  But then again, it is not like you are going to get everything exactly as you wanted it to be in life.  The irony of life itself is it hits you with something you have not been expecting.  

It is something that Zara knows very well as whatever she has expected so far, life has thrown something way different on her path.  So now she does not expect, she go about and accept everything that comes her way without fighting it.  Needless to say let's wait and see what life throws at her next.

Born in the beautiful city of Cape Town in South Africa, Zara is currently living a nightmare as she is still jobless at the age of thirty and while all her friends are getting married, she has been cursed with the life of a single for a long time.  After attending her best friend Isabella wedding, she decided to travel all the way to the UK on her own for a change of atmosphere.  
This journey was about to be a turning point in her miserable life when she accidentally bumps into a handsome stranger at the airport just when she was starting her trip.  
Little did she know that this handsome hunk was the heartthrob Daeshim, a famous South Korean actor that every Korean girl dreams of!  Was this a meaningful clash of fate or was it just another incident at the airport with an unknown person?

Korean titles: "그 남자들은 나에게 장미 18송이를 주었다"
"그 남자들은 나에게 18 장미를 줘"
"남자들이 춘 장미 18개"
written by: Maxiel_Linda (맥실 린다)
Korean titles translated by: Cho Sua (초수아) and @WomanFromJoseon (in twitter)
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“Did you know how many millions of money that I’ve lost to those seventeen lunatics just for you?”
She slightly glared at him. “So, that’s it? You’ll coarsely remind me and blame for that?”
“No, I’m not. Even though I lost billions of money just for this day, I am willing to do so… again and again.”


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Leaving Jeollanam-do to follow her dreams and find her fortune, Song Jin Hee went to Seoul in hopes of continuing her studies there with the help of her uncle, her father’s brother. She was really indeed lucky, for she passed the very first scholarship examination that the Empire Academy implemented; a school that’s known throughout the country as the school of elites, a school where most of the wealthy families who own big companies and businesses, influential and rich politicians, and even some of the celebrities choose to enroll their son and daughters to take their studies.

And now, in order for Jin Hee to be able to survive in the said school, is to hide her identity and pretend to be a nouveau riche, a person who suddenly became rich.

Her life’s just simple right before she stepped her foot in the school of elites. And she did never think that it would change and have its crazy twists and turns, when she became the class president of the elites and got involved with those wealthy students—specifically, with the eighteen handsome boys.
Speaking of eighteen handsome boys; what do you think will happen if a commoner girl like Jin Hee, got involved with those high-profiled men?


“18 BOYS. 1 GIRL. WHO WILL WIN HER HEART?”

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