Inside the headquarters of leaders who opposed the religion, there were 10 people sitting around a table. Everyone sitting here controls various powers of the elements, not including the light, darkness and healing elements.  Anyone of here souls destroy a city on their own. They were all sitting silently, waiting for the sun to come up and prove them right. Prove to them that the religion they hated didn't really had any God backing them up and that there's nothing to fear. 

"Everyone, let's first wait." a robed man said. 

"What's to wait for?! You don't think that the world would turn dark right? hahahaha that's crap...t-that's.. i-insane... " Another man was denying it but clearly he was forcing himself to erase his fear of the unknown. 

"Let me just say this. If the new prophecy does happen, then I'll say this I'm advance that I will permanently leave this organization. As you know,  I am the Head of my Country's organization in charge of medicine and we import medicine from all over the world but because of the religion, our products are being less and less use since they can heal most illness. I will say this in behalf of my country, we declare that we will cut off any connections with this organization if the prophecy comes true. It will be wise to destroy this organization after the world itself proveds to us the 'he' exist. In front of a God, erasing his enemies, he won't even need to raise a finger." A man wearing a lab coat with a serious expression said.

"Oh?~ You do know that because of what you said, you might not be able to leave this place alive right?" A gorgeous woman was twirling her blade and threatening the man in a lab coat. 

"I am prepared and my country will know of my sacrifice." The man in the lab coat said solemnly. 


"DAMN IT!  DAMN IT! This isn't happening! That Damn Pope is clearly buffing! WHAT NEW PROPHECY?!! That's bullsshit!" 

"You, more than all people should know that their religion never made a prophecy except for the original one they had. If their God had truly awakened, I and my faction of Assassins will also withdraw permanently from here on now. We do not want to be dragged down when their 'supposed' god gives divine punishment to all his enemies." Another one said. 

"Everyone, the God of Elements will protect us." An old man from another religion said. 

"Shut it, old man. Can your god make the whole world dark?! Huh?  Can he!?" Someone who had been quiet couldn't handle it and spoke his thoughts.

"He is an evil god!" The old man from another religion shouted in reply. 

"ENOUGH!" Powerful elements surged wildly in the man who shouted. It seemed like he was the most powerful here. 

"Evil or Not, We can only wait and act according to each of our own plans depending on what happens."

Everyone stayed silent after that not wanting to get on the bad side if this person. 

...

Back on Twilight City, a maiden was accompanying the Pope that was also waiting silently outside the Cathedral with other worshippers. 

"Father, No, Pope... Did God really made an appearance?" the female who was accompanying the Pope was his only daughter.

"Its okay to call me that, my child. I haven't been a good father to you all these years because of my duty but after everything is over, I'll have time for you. My only concern right now is why you doubt your God now. Do not worry. He will show to everyone that he exist and he will soon come to judge. He is a kind and pure God. If you saw him yourself... you would understand. No,  I'll make sure youll see his glorious form. He will appear after a year again."

"Yes Father." The maiden wanted to say something else but chose to believe his father for now. She was more satisfied by what his father said about having more time with her as her father but knows that if the god they all expect to meet doesn't appear then it would ruin his father's life ...and her only family. 


"Pope, its nearing dawn. We are ready to accept God's miracle."

"Archbishop...You were one of the  most loyal follower of our God. Being able to use 'his' power when most couldn't is the proof that you have absolute faith in him."

"I am honored to hear that from you, Pope."

"I am also honored to have you too, Archbishop."

Everyone waited for the time of dawn. The worshippers expects the dawn to not come. Their enemies was hoping that dawn would come. Their expectations would soon be answered. 


It was early in the morning. Some people were cheering and was wanting to celebrate. 

It was the church's enemies.

...

"Father, dawn is here... Father?"

The Pope's daughter was still looking at the rising sun. Dissapointed but more concerned for her father. She was heartbroken though when her father was kneeling on the ground murmuring a soft prayer. She started to cry. The God they believed in... didn't fulfill his promise. The miracle they were waiting for didn't happen... but his father... still prayed for his God. I was sad. It made her sad to see her father like this.  It wasn't only his father, the Archbishop and other worshippers that had Greater Faith than others were standing still... frozen and couldn't believe that it was all false. 

They were thinking why...Why this happend...Were they deceived...Did their god truly is a fake? Countless thoughts rose from their minds. The thought made them lose faith against the God they thought so much of. 

...

The light of the sun already covered the world. 

Back in the headquarters of the enemies of the Twilight's End. 

"I knew it was all false! That supposed 'God's of theirs couldn't exist! hahahaaha!" The man who was angry back then said. 


"Only the God of Elemental is the only god in this world" The old man from another religion praised his own god.

"With this the medicine that will imported from our countries will be more and more imported products means more profit for us. hahahaha"

"Boys~ My brother will be open for today. I'm sure my girls are also celebrating. For all of you, only the normal price. " The gorgeous woman said. 

" Your normal price is too expensive for your girls. I thought you were gonna stick to this organization but from what you just said, it feels like you already planned to escape the moment something goes wrong." A man accused. 

"My My~ Don't worry about the small details. Its important to celebrate after a disaster is avoided. hehe"

"It's not a disaster when it's not even true in the first place! Hahahahaha"

"Yes, I can't believe we've been fooled by that Pope. With nothing happening, that Pope will surely be punished for making everyone believe of an event that never happened." The assasin said. 

"This is our chance. After we celebrate, we will plan the downfall of the religion!" The leader said more determined now than ever. 

"This little event will be our advantage. Those pesky priest will-... "

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Whoever is joking there, it's not funny anymore. Turn the fucking lights on!!!"

"T-the ...l-lights ...used in this room came from the light of ...the s-sun ...for this v-very ...purpose, I-idiot." The leader said with a trembling voice. 

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Well~ Its been fun while it lasted. Remember, I never opposed the religion directly. I have the least damage made here.....so... HOPE SOME OF YOU SURVIVE. FAREWELL~."
The gorgeous woman said while escaping. 

Little did she know that almost half already had run away when the leader spoke about the lights and another half after she said her farewell.

At that moment, all of the enemies of Twilight's End hid in fear. 

The sun  did came up but like a switch for a lightbulb, every light source including the sun, fire, moon and stars disappeared. 

It was all darkness and nothing could be seen. 


Then, ray of lights suddenly appeared above the churches of the Bryce's religion. The lights were like beacons. The light was like a fire attracting moths. Wherever there was light. People will swarm. 

In the future, this day would be remembered in history as "The Day When the World Went Dark."

The protagonist with a good memory was hit by Truck-San...

Was reincarnated as an Immortal Witch... 

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It didn't take too much time after getting my idea out there for Dom to show up, he was wearing a holding with a controller on it, some jeans and his hair was messy. He was a short guy, 5 feet exactly but he very chill and kind to others.

"Hey guys, sorry for the wait." He took a seat next to Sam and just laid back in his chair, he looked exhausted.

"Not a problem, we were just brain storming some ideas for The Realm and with James here we came up with a good base plan." Pat looked worried when he noticed Don's exhaustion.

"Well game launches in tonight so it's good that we got a base plan...." Yawning Dom just rested his head on the table.

After everyone made it a lot of brainstorming went on until the base plan was solid, after game launch they would each make a core that will achieve a greater effect once they merged their domains. After they would slowly cultivate their own worlds and do there best to create the races they wanted after I told them about only being able to choose human and humanoid races.
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Back at my apartment, I let out a yawn after being able to relax after today's events. Even though we're friends we haven't really got together like then since high school so it was more than a little tense on my part.

Laying down in the Pod I couldn't help but think back to the form, that this world being real. As the time ticked down thoughts of actually losing what I put so much time into just because I played The Realm like any other game, I can't let that happen.
. . .
My [Domain] was slowly starting to grow, the reason for such was the fact that my core was close to breaking through, it would currently at tier 3 of the first rank, when it brakes through into the second rank the mana should increase by a lot.

Lori-el look empty, every continent had no intelligent civilization inhabiting them, only the islands in between the three smaller continents had activity, maybe I made too big of a world?

"Hey, James..." Bell appeared out of nowhere and she had the look of a child when they know they did something wrong.

"Hey, Bell." I didn't put to much mind to it as there was a commotion going on at Idarirth, the island the humans inhabit.

"James...there's something you should know...I took the liberty of choosing a champion for you while you were gone!" She spoke quickly when she reached the end of her sentence.

"You what?" I was annoyed but there was really no changing the past now.

"I'm so sorry!" She looked scared at my annoyance.

"Look, I won't do anything to you but don't do that again, from now on if it has something to do with me you have to get my permission." It was best to get this out now then later when she does something way worse.

"Also..." She stopped and it seemed like she didn't want to continue.

"What?" I just wanted to look at the humans but Bell was showing me down.

"Your champion has created a religion off you, your being worshiped by his followers!" Before I could ask questions she already returned to her [Domain] and stopped me from reaching her.

"...what!?..." That was not what I need right now!

How bad could it be, maybe it's just a small cult that will be forgotten as time goes on, hopefully.

"Shit!" I could feel a headache creeping in. My 'worshipers' wasn't a small little cult, no, it was a dang full-blown religion! The champion bell chose ended up worshiping me as the 'God of Fate' and he spread his religion to all he could.

Not only was he the leader of a dang rebellion he was also currently fighting with the royal family and the Kingdom of Gold. But the best part was the system Bell put in place for religions, as a sort of validation only the religions with a real God got 'blessings'.

Priest of my religion could use their 'blessings' to look into people's fate, when change it a bit.The more worshipers a 'true' religion got the more 'blessings became available.

The real question was how many years past while I was offline?
. . .
Aldwin sat in front of a long table with a bunch of other people sitting in other chairs. Before them a map of Inarith was spread out all along the table showing the borders and cities of The kingdom of Gold and The Flame Kingdom.

Twenty years ended up passing while I was off and in those twenty years a lot seemed to happen. First thing that caught my attention was the Flame Kingdon, ten years after Aldwin reached the Barbarian Lands he founded the kingdom with the Firemane Clan.

They laid low for a while and expanded their control to the whole Barbarian Lands forming the kingdom that stood before me now. After convincing the people of the Barbarian Lands the pro's of magic it slowly started to become well-received.

Now you can spot a mage tower in every city, hundreds of aspiring mages would visit the tower each day to apply for admission into their teaching system. Shila ended up becoming head mistress of the number one mage tower, The Tower of Fate, which resided in the capital of the Flame Kingdom.

Red went on to becoming ruler of the number one assassin organization tied closely to the ruling family. What I didn't expect was for the two to hook up, the two always bickered but now they raised two kids.

The tank of their group ended up dying somewhere, I guess not everyone gets a happy ending.

Aldwin had visibly aged, wrinkles started to appear and his hair started to turn white from age. But don't let his appearance fool you, he already touched upon what should have been out of mortals reach. He had already taken the first step to ascending to divinity.

"Maybe I can fix this little headache easier then I thought..." I did not want a religion about me, it seems cool and all but that was too much work for me to handle. 

My religion was based on fate, this was something that definitely was good in mortal hands. It allowed them to temper with the very fate of mortals, either from improving or destroying the fates of others. 

My plan was to remove this power, Bell made the system for religions and it allowed me to shut this feature off. This way they will forget about me and believe I don't exist. But I couldn't give my races another reason to suppress religions, maybe Aldwin wouldn't mind a religion about him?

Currently taking a brake

With the new release of The Realm James is one of the first few thousand who were given a first generation Pod to play the new game. Join James on his journey in the new game? World?
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I release a chapter Monday, Wednesday, and Friday

This is my first time writing so if you find mistakes please point it out so I can't get better.

Suddenly Dyon froze. A technique that costs someone their life? He had heard of something like this before… back during his very first visit at Heaven's Wine was the first time he heard of a Ragnor Auxiliary clan called the Saeclum clan. Back then, Saeclum had teased Ipsum due to the fact her nose was witch-like because of the Ipsum clan techniques… but Ipsum fired back by reminding Saeclum that 'at least her clan's ultimate technique didn't cost them their lives'. This was something Dyon obviously heard clearly. For one, he had already upgraded his body with two blood essences. And, how could he not pay attention to a table Iaachus, a person he had just had a confrontation with, went to? 
All Dyon knew was that there couldn't be such a coincidence in the world. 
Dyon clenched his fists… it was the Ragnor Clan yet again. Just what were they doing? And how did this connect to the elves?
But, there was one thing Dyon was clear on. The Ragnor Clan was using the Saeclum clan. Just like their scar-faced slaves… the Saeclum Auxiliary clan was just yet another pawn… There had to be a reason such a twisted character like Baal was born into the world. 
Flyleaf was too lost in his thoughts to pay attention to Dyon's reaction this time, "according to that technique, our destruction was coming… but, it also foretold of the fact that if members of the ancient Elvin clans didn't make it to this universe, they would never again produce a True Empath. But, the problem was which clan would get to come."
Dyon's brows furrowed, "why would they need to pick?"
Flyleaf sighed, "prophecies are always vague… even ones that cost lives unfortunately. The problem was that some interpreted the prophecy as meaning that any members of the ancient families could go, while some interpreted it as only one ancient family could send their members. 
The Mathilde family believed that only one family should send members. But, the Florence family believed that all 3 families should go. The split decision was left to the Acacia family. 
However, no one knows what they discussed in their meeting. We only know that afterwards, only the Acacia family younger generation came with us… everyone else inexplicably didn't fight for it. What made it worse was that the younger generation of the Acacia family that became fugitives like we did, had no idea what happened. As such, they were scapegoated. 
To the many of the new major families, it was the ancient clans that messed everything up. It was their turmoil that led to the True Empath drought which then led to their once prosperous kingdom being annihilated."
Elder Flyleaf took a deep breath, "so, in the end we had no choice but to pay a hefty price to who you may know as the Ragnor Clan in order to hitch to their migration to this universe. At the time, the main Ragnor clan in a universe near to us had just conquered this universe's gate and were negotiating with our current Royal God Clan. We were allowed to sneak in as members of their clan by paying a price. 
That price included the foretelling technique I mentioned. I'm not sure why, but they wanted nothing but that and an exorbitant amount of transcendent stones. Thankfully, we elves excel at space type structures, as you've seen, so we were able to package all of our most important things to take with us."
Dyon nodded. It seemed that he was right about the Ragnor Clan… but their ask was indeed odd. Sure, transcendent stones were great and all, but to jeopardize a negotiation just for that? When it could lead to a falling out with the Royal God Clan and result in your established colony getting wiped out? It didn't add up. 
And what was even weirder was the fact that the Elvin Clan was still here, and they clearly weren't hiding. So, at some point the Royal God Clan learned of their existence yet did nothing. Did they just not care? Were they that scared of offending Ragnor main family? Or did the elves give them some benefits too? 
Dyon felt a headache coming on. Even for him, the web of families, histories and lore was getting to be too much. He felt like he had taken a trip to a history class rather than the martial world. Where was all the glory he wanted? Where was all the fighting? All he'd done was expose the big sects as frauds just for them to be barely punished… then he ran to the Elvin Kingdom and all he'd done was smack down a trash young mater, just him to retaliate by hurting children. And now what? Was he supposed to be the savior of this Acacia family? 
This Acacia family was but a corner of a small island, that was but a corner of the continent, that was but a corner of this planet, that was but a corner of this universe. Where was the glory in this? 
Dyon sighed and had his second human-like thought in weeks, 'these campaigns better live up to the hype. I'm tired of this.'
Dyon could only ask another question, hoping it wouldn't be too complicated, he hadn't slept in a week and he had had enough, "just who are the Ragnor family?"
A serious look surfaced on Elder Flyleaf's face, "the Ragnor main family is very powerful. I'm sure you've heard of the concept of religions and how they're among the most powerful of wills… well, the Ragnor family is part of a massive religion that spans across universes. The Norse religion."
Dyon's eyes widened. He had always thought that the Norse religion originated from the olden European lands of the human mortal realm… but for the Ragnor clan's religion to be so strong that it reached the human world, instead of the human world projecting it outwards to the martial world… Dyon couldn't fathom how powerful it would have to be. 
The religious wills Bai Meiying used were different… those ancient Chinese religions really did originate from the human mortal realm. It was just that some of the martial world took interest in it and expanded it. But, Norse religion was clearly very different. 
Suddenly he thought of something else, "so… when the Storm family broke off from the Ragnor family…"
Flyleaf looked at Dyon with interest, "so you know about this too? Yes. The reason they had the gall to break off from the Ragnor family was because an unprecedented genius was born. A genius so powerful that they will without a doubt one day be among the main heads of the Ragnor main family.  
In families built around such strong religions, there appears a next level of bodily constitution… a bodily constitution based on their very own religious figures… the bodily constitution of a True Deity. 
That first in line genius of what used to the Storm family now shares that title with another genius of the Ragnor clan… together, they stand tall amongst the younger generation of this universe. They've long since thrown away their original names to become the embodiment of their True Deity constitutions."
Dyon listened with rapt attention. 
"They're known as Thor and Vidar Ragnor." 
"oh, for fuck's sake."
Elder Flyleaf laughed, "I guess you've heard these names from the human world, hm? Must be odd hearing them here."
"that's an understatement."
Dyon thought he had done pretty well adjusting to the martial world. He didn't bat an eye when killing. He accepted that a soul really did exist. He accepted that you could somehow live thousands of years if you cultivated well. He accepted that people could move earth, manipulate time, cause the waves of an ocean…. But now he was supposed to go from watching movies about Thor to fighting him? He suddenly felt the urge to start looking around for cameras. 
But, putting the jokes aside, what really pissed Dyon off was here he was, listening to how great everyone else had been or was or would be. The campaigns couldn't come fast enough for him. But first, a few people had to pay.  
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I guess our boy Dyon is tired of listening to how great everyone else is and is itching to get out there, lmao. He's probably been in denial all this time if this is what finally made him start looking for the cameras… Imagine coming from the human mortal realm, and hearing, months after the fact, how you almost fought Thor… talk about a culture shock, yikes. (and yes, I know it isn't clear here which is which, but Tammy's brother is Thor. While Elof's brother is Vidar. Both are very powerful gods in Norse mythology although Thor edges out Vidar)... at least now you know why I never named Tammy's older brother, haha
Remember, if you'd like to check out how some of the Focus cast looks like, check out my twitter @Awespec. I'll be posting at least 2-5 a day as I find more and more proper representations 😊 
Also… now we know how the Ragnor clan got a hold of that technique… but how did the Pakal clan get a hold of the demon sage's technique originally? 😉 
Hope you enjoyed! Tomorrow's chapters will be… interesting to say the least 😉

"You're too arrogant."

To Dyon, it seemed as though these words were heard all the time.

However, how could these people possibly know of all his hard work? Of the fact that sleep was but a distant relative of his. How could they know that he never had a single moment to rest. 

And yet, despite their ignorance, they still said, "you're too arrogant..."

But where were those people when a five-year-old Dyon's eyes shone looking at a computer screen filled with code? Where were those people when an eight-year-old Dyon played his piano and plucked his guitar strings until his fingers bled... needing to vent his feelings about his lost mother without bothering his fatigued father? Where were those people when Dyon sat alone at ten-years-old… when his parents were gone, and the only thing left was a room filled with inventions and computers?

Dyon's arrogance wasn't borne of thin air. It was his hard work. It was his shield. And he wasn't willing to give it up...

Now alone, he left his home behind. 

He was no longer the boy genius who changed the human mortal realm. He was now nothing but a commoner, a bug noble families saw fit to step on. An insignificant existence. 

And yet, Dyon was still the same unchanging person. Standing tall, his eyes firm and his will indomitable.  

This so-called Martial World would come to understand the meaning behind his existence...



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"You're quite bold for a girl who's almost been recluse for her whole life you know," Dyon said chuckling.

"Little sister Delia and Meiying probably think so too, but you've been in my heart since the opening ceremony. Maybe not exactly in this way… But sometimes a foot in the door for a long time leads to a fully open one, no?"

Dyon smiled, 'it seems like she's been watching from afar for a long time… it must be lonely being in that room with Libro all the time.'

Dyon felt a delicate hand playing with his collar, "the truth is that I'm always playing the gentle big sister role, mostly because I have no idea how much longer I'll have the chance to…"

The vulnerability in her voice made Dyon tremble. Madeleine was so strong, yet it seemed even martial artists had their weaknesses too. 

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It was very surprising news since they knew that the only one who was able to produce Phenex tears was Phenex Clan. 

"Impossible!" Ravel refuted what Mephisto had said.

"It's impossible unless there are a Phenex clan's family members who are collaborating with a group of stray magicians," Mephisto said calmly. 

Ravel turned pale when she heard such news. "L - Let me talk with my parents!" She went out and started to communicate with her parents since it was very important news. 

"You know there is a more subtle way," Azazel said. 

"This is important news. It is better to let her family know early so we can do something about them," Mephisto said. 

Yuuki could imagine that probably the group of stray magicians might kidnap the member of Phenex clan then did an experiment on them to create a fake Phenex Tears. He had seen the effect earlier, even though the effect was lower, but the price was cheaper. He could see the monopoly of the Phenex clan on Phenex tears would become very difficult after the fake thing appeared on the market. 

"This isn't the only thing that you want to say, right?" Azazel said. 

"Yeah. I have gotten information too that there are a lot of members from an old religion who have joined the Khaos Brigade so all of you need to be careful," Mephisto said. 

"Old religion?" 

"It's a religion from a number of places such as Celtic, Egypt, and a lot more," Azazel said. 

"Why do they attack us?" Xenovia was confused. 

"Because they're jealous," Mephisto said. 

"Jealous?" 

"The three factions angel, fallen angel, and devil have occupied the majority of believers in this world and that makes the believers on another religion decrease. There is even some religion that is being forgotten because of the three factions," Mephisto said. 

Azazel snorted, but he didn't say anything. He knew very well the personality of those Gods. 

Their moods were pretty heavy when they heard such news. 

"That's why I am very surprised when you have gotten Nessie's meat since that place is being guarded by a Celtic God," Mephisto said. 

"...." Everyone looked at Nessie's meat with a strange expression. 

"Celtic Gods aren't that hostile towards us," Azazel said. 

"That's true." Mephisto nodded. 

"......." 

"That's all I want to say. Oh, right. Rias-chan. Tell your older brother that I am supporting him," Mephisto said and ended the conversation. 

"........" They weren't sure what to say when they heard it. 

"Why is he living in a human's world?" Yuuki asked. He was a bit curious after he had met Mephisto Pheles, but he didn't intend to ask anything to him. However, when Mephisto had gone, he decided to ask since he didn't see any harm to it. 

"It's because his relationship with the original devil isn't that good," Azazel answered. 

"Why is their relationship bad?" Issei asked. 

"Their view is different." Rias looked at them and said, "The original devil is thinking more about blood and line of each house member in devils and the original devil is also hostile toward other factions. However, Mephisto is different since he is very open-minded and shows a strong interest in humans."

They felt that their image on Mephisto had increased when they heard Rias's explanation. 

"He is also the king of Tannin," Rias said. 

"Old Man Tannin's King?!" Issei was surprised. 

Rias nodded and said, "Yes. Tannin is his queen. I have heard that Tannin has decided to become his queen because Tannin wants to save his species." 

Yuuki understood that Mephisto was very powerful since that guy had been living since the original devil. He touched his glasses and wondered whether his disguise was working on that guy. However, he didn't think much either since he didn't think that Mephisto was a type of someone who loved to fight. Unless that guy tried to harm him then he wouldn't do anything and he also didn't have an interest think too much about him. 

They continued to talk then their topic changed into a pact with a magician. 

"Pact with a magician, huh? I only remember that Solomon has made a lot of pacts with the devil in the past," Azazel said. 

"Solomon?" Issei was confused.

"King Solomon. He's one of the greatest kings in the past," Azazel said. 

"What is special about him?" Issei asked. 

"He has thousands of harem," Azazel said. 

"Wow....." Issei was amazed when he heard it. 

Everyone sighed looking at Issei's reaction. 

Azazel laughed and said, "Don't think too much about a pact with a magician. You're still young anyway." 

Rias nodded and said, "Don't worry, I have made my mind to make a pact with a magician." 

"Really? Who?" Azazel asked. 

"Him." Rias pointed her finger at Yuuki. 

"....." Azazel looked at Yuuki and nodded. "Understandable." 

"Let's make a pact," Rias said. 

Yuuki nodded and said, "I don't mind, but let's not do it now." 

"Eh?" Rias was surprised and asked, "Why?" 

"Let's talk for a while before you decide to make a pact with me. Don't be too hasty," Yuuki said. 

"Well...." 

Yuuki wanted to say that he had promised to take her on a date, but he didn't seem that it was good to tell it when Issei was here. He had supported him in the past yet he had stolen Rias from him. 

Rias was smart and she also understood that it might be better to talk first later.

Yuuki didn't stay too long in the clubroom and decided to go back to his house in Kuoh since he needed to do something there together with Akeno. He thought that he could talk with Rias later in his house about this pact of a magician.

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Crossing into the anime world and have a rescue system that will pop out a quest suddenly.

Can I get items and abilities after completion?

Do I have to travel to another world?

But before that Yuuki needs to save the world of otaku? Even though he is a Yakuza?

Everything start from here.

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Ren Baqian knew with one look that Shen Feng had been beaten up by Qing Yuan and Hong Luan.
He only managed to pry the details out after multiple rounds of questioning.
As the house was empty most of the time, Shen Feng would drop by every now and then to ensure that it was well maintained. It was the same this time, except that she was knocked down by two people the moment she stepped in.
Ren Baqian had always assumed that Shen Feng was a decently skilled expert, but even so, she was quickly beaten up by those two before she could even see their faces.
Qing Yuan and Hong Luan saw the villa as a temporary imperial residence, so anyone entering without the empress's permission was committing a capital offense. Shen Feng had brought up Ren Baqian's name, but the two of them wouldn't budge. Instead, they insisted that her punishment would be meted out when Ren Baqian returned.
No matter what she said, Qing Yuan and Hong Luan simply wouldn't listen.
Shen Feng was trapped here and forced to order KFC Bucket Meals for them over the past two days… Qing Yuan and Hong Luan would beat her up if she didn't comply with their demands.
It had been two days since Shen Feng was first given a good beating and forced to order KFC for the pair. She was about to go crazy with anger.
Ren Baqian wasn't sure if he should laugh or cry. He looked at the two who only returned his gaze with remorseless expressions…
"Go back and tend to your injuries. I'll double your salary for this month!" Ren Baqian asked Shen Feng to leave before turning his attention to Qing Yuan and Hong Luan. "Please don't tell me that the two of you did this for the KFC Bucket Meals."
"How could that be?" the two replied guiltily. "That thing on the television doesn't even look appetizing!"
Ren Baqian was at a loss for words…
The people of Dayao were all too similar.
They wouldn't use their brains if they could settle the matter with their fists.
Always taking things one step at a time.
Anyone prying their skulls open would probably find muscles inside instead of grey and white matter. What a biological miracle.
"When are we going back?" the two asked. Listening to Shen Feng's report, Ren Baqian had almost forgotten that the two of them were a long way from home.
They didn't ask if the empress had won. To them, the empress was the most formidable being, and Ren Baqian's return was evidence of that.
"I'll take both of you back in a few days," Ren Baqian replied before he walked to his room to get changed.
A short while after, he said, "I'll bring the two of you out for some food." 
He realized it wasn't nice to keep them cooped up in this cold, empty house.
Qing Yuan and Hong Luan rejoiced upon hearing his words. The two of them had developed an interest in the world they saw on television. This house, with its desolate woods and few neighbors, was a far cry from all of that.
Ren Baqian picked up his cell phone to call Shen Feng, but decided otherwise. He thought of going online to find a local clothing brand and having them come over to do a private fitting for the two ladies.
Two hours later, Qing Yuan and Hong Luan looked completely different from before. Qing Yuan had on a white t-shirt and a pair of jeans while Hong Luan wore a blue mid-length dress. Their hair was still way too long when let down, but at least they were much less conspicuous now.
The two of them behaved like curious babies on the journey to the city center. Their faces were practically plastered to the car windows as they stared at everything that they passed.
Qing Yuan was especially chatty.
Ren Baqian flippantly answered their questions while he drove.
Night had begun to fall when they reached the city center. Qing Yuan and Hong Luan looked in amazement as the streets lit up against the darkening sky.
The splendor of this scene alone made them wonder if they had arrived in the celestial realm.
Compared to the empty world they came from, this was no different from the celestial realm.
However, the people here were really weak… just like Principal Ren.
Principal Ren was much stronger now, almost as strong as the average person. He was previously like a paper person who would get blown away with the breeze.
Qing Yuan and Hong Luan only quieted down when they entered a rather upscale eating establishment.
After filling their bellies with food and licking the plates clean, Qing Yuan faintly muttered, "It's not as good as the KFC Bucket Meal." 
She cautiously continued and asked, "Is the KFC Bucket Meal expensive?"
Ren Baqian almost vomited blood when he heard this. Were they seriously thinking that he brought them here because a KFC Bucket Meal was much more expensive?
"I'm going to bury the two of you in KFC fried chicken when we get back," Ren Baqian replied spitefully.
After the meal, Ren Baqian took them around the city center to show them the sights.
The two of them were marveling at every single thing they saw. Passers-by couldn't help but steal a few glances at them. After all, it was quite strange for these two beautiful city girls to behave as though they had just come in from the boonies.
Ren Baqian had always felt that Dayao was much poorer and more desolate than the rural areas on Earth. At least the people in the rural areas had televisions and cell phones.
Over the next few days, Ren Baqian brought them out for a spin every now and then.
Aside from this, he would read up on Buddhist teachings. Ren Baqian planned to introduce parts of these teachings to the people of Tianjing Basin.
The first thing that came to mind when Buddhism was brought up was its emphasis on renouncing material ties, cleansing of the mind and body, taking the path of peace, and karma. Ren Baqian felt that these principles would do well to appease the people of Tianjing Basin. 
There wasn't a way to keep them under control indefinitely, and no one could promise that they would put away thoughts of rebellion for good. Among those experts, there were some that were as pure as Qingyun Sword, but also others who definitely had other intentions. It was only a matter of how many of them were there and whether they would stir up another rebellion. Killing all the experts wasn't going to solve the problem since their disciples would one day rise to the occasion. Even killing every last disciple wouldn't nip the problem in the bud because their skills could be passed on in secret. 
Religion should work well to control them.
If all of them chose to renounce desire and walk a virtuous path, then things would be good.
After flipping through several books, however, he found that it wasn't quite what he had thought.
Buddhism was pretty much a form of training that practiced asceticism to achieve nirvana.
Its main purpose was to hone one's current life to achieve reincarnation. Why did people have the belief that it was to cultivate the next life? This was probably because most people were ordinary citizens with average willpower and a lower capacity for understanding the true meaning behind its lessons. Furthermore, being able to hope for a better future was in line with most people's goals in life.
Reading up made him slightly interested and increased his inclination toward introducing this peaceful religion.
What he was unsure of was whether to bring over the raw religion as it was or to make some of his own modifications first.
At its root, Buddhism was about practice. Ren Baqian would include the part about cultivating one's next life to control them better.
The more details there were, the more loopholes there would be.
After a few days, Ren Baqian brought the two of them back. Qing Yuan and Hong Luan missed this place a little.
Here, there were KFC Bucket Meals to eat and television shows to watch. It was much more fun than the palace was, and they loved it here.


In a world where its inhabitants can destroy a city wall single-handedly, the empress has a kirin as her pet, and the imperial palace of Great Xia has a pool containing a dragon. There is also a Sword Mountain where spirit swords occasionally leave in search of a master .

Bootlicking the empress, Ren Baqian ascended to the apex of life.　　

The reason why it was so precious was one, 'Mirage and Illusory Realm' Cosmos Gods were few in numbers, and two, secret techniques focusing on the soul aspect were horrifying!
For instance, the 'Mirage and Illusory Realm'.
What did an illusory realm at the tenth level represent?
One had to know that many tenth level experts including Xue Ying and Old Mother Ying Shan all relied on external power. For instance, relying on the Southern Cloud Sacred Body or the Scarlet Cloud God Spear. Just by relying on the realm itself, a cultivator could reach the standard of the ninth level at most. Only by relying on external items could the cultivator exert strength at the tenth level. The power of their souls was quite similar to experts at the ninth level.
Only a few cultivators…
Like Xue Ying who had great accomplishments in the Dao path focusing on the soul could improve it further beyond those at his level. Otherwise, the strength of the soul would be limited by a ceiling. Even by devouring 'Essence of Chaotic Origin' or the 'Essence of Blood Spirit' would not nourish the soul as much as those like Xue Ying who cultivated the Dao focusing on soul aspect to such a profound stage.
The Essence of Chaotic Origin was a potent existence condensed from the collection of the essence energy in the Origin World. It was similar to that of the 'Origin World Rock'.
As for the Essence of Blood Spirit, the reason why Black Devil Great Lake carried out Blood Sacrifice was because of this. It was about massacring many lives and collecting the strands of origin energy from the soul of a being, refining them before finally resulting in the 'Essence of Blood Spirit'. It was exceedingly useful to the soul once applied. But its price was extravagant.
But–
The ninth level illusory realm world was sufficient to affect many experts at the pinnacle of Primal Chaos Realm. The majority of them could only exert 40 to 50% of their force. Those with weaker heart temperament would likely fall into the illusory realm.
And a tenth level illusory realm? That was abnormally frightening! Even experts with powerful heart temperament like Old Mother Ying Shan would likely be unable to resist against this technique that could typically be used only by Cosmos Gods. Because by relying on treasures to reach the tenth level, the souls of these cultivators would not be able to resist against such illusory realms. One could say that a majority of tenth level experts were doomed in front of a tenth level illusory realm. Either they fell into it, or they would struggle to maintain a strand of consciousness awake, yet they would not have any ability to resist.
This was a heaven-defying technique.
Once the Illusory realm was exerted.
Either those with a mighty soul and could resist against it.
Or they could not and were doomed. Their life and death would fall into the control of someone else.
'Tenth level experts' could rule a territory within the Realm Heart Great Land. Even when faced with Cosmos Gods, most could easily escape. But facing a horrifying technique on the soul aspect of Dao path, they would simply fall in front of it.
Hence, such 'Mirage and Illusory Realm' secret techniques would undoubtedly be a core secret impartation technique of any organization.
Fortunately.
Firstly it was very difficult to cultivate the Mirage and Illusory Realm to the pinnacle and grasp the tenth level illusory realm at the Primal Chaos Realm. Very few could do so, and they could be counted with one's fingers in the entire Realm Heart Great Land.
Secondly, secret impartation techniques at the tenth level were only owned by three great organizations. They were the 'Summer Wind Ancient Nation', the 'Primogenitor Ancient Nation' and the 'Towering Sky Ancient Nation'.
One had to know that the six great ancient nations like the Myriad Realms Ancient Nation who was vaguely the strongest, yet they did not own any 'Mirage and Illusory Realm' tenth level secret impartation technique! One could see how difficult it was to acquire this.
Thirdly, secret treasures on the Mirage and Illusory Realm!
That was the only way one could exert a tenth level 'illusory realm' outside the three great ancient nations at the Primal Chaos Realm. This also led to secret treasures meant for Mirage and Illusory Realm to be extravagant! One single piece… that could only exert the tenth level power at most and were useless to Cosmos Gods would be worth close to 10 billion cosmos crystals. It could match the value of secret treasure weapons used by powerful experts like the Scarlet Cloud Paragon Master.
If it were a Mirage and Illusory Realm secret treasure that could augment the power of a Cosmos God, that price would be even more exaggerated!
The price of this secret treasure was high, and the difficulty of comprehending the absolute art within the secret treasure was even higher. Only those who were talented like Xue Ying would have the hopes of learning it. But even still, the price was still high.
'My realm is sufficient. What I lack now is the secret treasure.' Xue Ying thought.
The most apex secret impartation technique of the Mirage and Illusory Realm?
Impossible.
Even the strongest Myriad Realms Ancient Nation could not get it. And the other three great ancient nations would not let outsiders learn it either unless Xue Ying decided to join them.
...
Being one of the six personal disciples of the Southern Cloud Sacred Religion, Xue Ying's status was naturally high. He had utilized the entire intelligence network which the Southern Cloud Sacred Religion had across the Realm Heart Great Land, and was able to immediately obtain information regarding those who sell Mirage and Illusory Realm secret treasure in public.
There was only a single Mirage and Illusory Realm secret treasure that was helpful to even Cosmos Gods, and it was known as 'Heart Devil Scepter'. This was left behind by 'Heart Devil Religious Master', a Mirage and Illusory Realm Cosmos God that had already fallen. Its price was unknown! One had to negotiate with the seller.
Other than that, all the Mirage and Illusory Realm secret treasures were of the Primal Chaos Realm the tenth level. There were a total of eight pieces, and their prices range from 12 billion cosmos crystals to 20 billion cosmos crystals.
'There are really too few Mirage and Illusory Realm secret treasures.' Xue Ying sighed inwardly. This was what the six great ancient nations and more than a hundred countries were selling. But because those who required tenth level Mirage and Illusory Realm secret treasures were few and far between, Xue Ying was not worried that he could not purchase any of them.
The only question was if he could afford it?
Borrow cosmos crystals from his teacher? The Southern Cloud King was extremely wealthy, and he was willing to spend on his disciples too. But 10 billion cosmos crystals? Xue Ying did not dare to ask!
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During the years of cultivation, even though Xue Ying had some vague understanding towards the 'Cosmos God realm' in both the Mirage and Illusory Realm and Dao of Void, it was clearly not an easy task to cross that step.
"Xue Ying, come over now at this moment." Southern Cloud King summoned him.
Xue Ying immediately brought his Magic Dragon and left the Flying Snow City, heading towards the capital.
Within the royal palace, in the meditation cultivation ground of Southern Cloud King, he remained seated cross-legged on the black grass field. Behind him was a deep mountain range covered in a white fog. And now, there was a tall and thin middle-aged man standing beside the King.
"Teacher."
Xue Ying greeted respectfully when he arrived.
"Have you grasped both the secret impartation techniques?" Southern Cloud King asked.
"I did." Xue Ying answered.
"What about the avatar technique?"
"I've succeeded in training that too."
"Good."
Southern Cloud King softly nodded, "I have a mission for you. Once you completed it, you will be awarded 20,000 contribution points."
Xue Ying carefully listened.
20,000 contribution points?
That was very high already. Within the Southern Cloud Sacred Religion, the absolute art scriptures of the void lineage were things personal disciples did not have to exchange with points for. As long as they cultivated an absolute art scripture to the Primal Chaos Realm pinnacle, they could select another. One could not be too greedy when he had yet to finish grasping the technique.
As for absolute art scriptures that were not of the Void Lineage, the disciples would have to exchange for them. Personal disciples could exchange for them using just one-tenth the contribution points. For instance, the <Three Realms Technique> cost 500,000 contribution points for inner disciples, yet personal disciples could get it at 50,000 contribution points. Actually, there was no need to exchange for other absolute art scriptures when the disciple primarily cultivated in the Dao of Void. The 'contribution points' also had another use, and that was to exchange them for all sorts of precious treasures. Similarly, personal disciples only had to use one-tenth the original points to exchange for them with his teacher.
20,000 contribution points could be used to exchange for precious materials worth two billion cosmos crystals.
It was more or less sufficient for him to achieve tenth level grand perfection in the Southern Cloud Sacred Body for his newly-formed golden-robed avatar.
"Currently in the Fiery Zhao Nation, the 'Sky Sword Sect' is rampantly spreading their religion, suppressing my Southern Cloud Sacred Religion." Southern Cloud King said, "The Black Devil Four Nations have always been the core area for my Southern Cloud Sacred Religion to spread, so the influence of Sky Sword Sect has always been weak. But now, they actually came in so fiercely. The Fiery Zhao Nation is the most chaotic country out of the Black Devil Four Nations. That might be the reason why Sky Sword Sect chose to target them first. That country lacked an expert protecting it. You should go over now and help 'Marquis Qu Ming' and think of ways to suppress that Sky Sword Sect. We can't let them go rampant in the Black Devil Four Nations."
The ten great religions.
The other eight originated from the six great ancient nations. They spread really wildly within the ancient nations, though they did not bother about some tiny country.
Only the 'Sky Sword Sect' and 'Southern Cloud Sacred Religion' were competing fiercely for the sake of this.
It was to the extent that the Southern Cloud Sacred Religion did not suffer from any losses! Because behind the back of Sky Sword Sect, they were supported by 'Summer Wind Ancient Nation' and 'Myriad Realms Ancient Nation'.
But no matter what.
The Black Devil Four Nations was the most core foundation ground for the Southern Cloud Sacred Religion to spread its religion. Since the Sky Sword Sect dared to barge in, the Southern Cloud King would naturally not allow them to do so.
'Head towards the Fiery Zhao Nation?' Xue Ying understood.


In the Tranquil Sun province of the empire, there exists an unremarkable lordship known as Snow Eagle Territory! This is the home of the Dong Bo clan, the clan of our hero Xue Ying! His father, a commoner turned noble; his mother, a noble who abandoned her clan for love, and his brother, an innocent toddler. But peace cannot last forever, Xue Ying’s peaceful life is shattered, and the only way to reclaim it is through power!

For  a  long  time,  I  lay  tossing  in  my  bed  at  night,  thinking  about  the  anti-Muslim  slogans  written  on the  blackboard.  Without  any  genuine  reason,  people  have  associated  sleep  with  the  shutting  of  eyes. A  person  can  remain  awake  throughout  his  life,  with  his  eyes  shut  all  the  time.  In  the  same  way, there  are  a  large  number  of  people  in  the  world  who  are  always  asleep  while  their  eyes  are  open. Perhaps,  the  fact  is  that  what  we  regard  as  sleep,  is  not  sleep  at  all,  because,  sleep  is  related  to  the peace  of  our  mind  and  heart,  and  not  to  the  shutting  of  our  eyes.  It  appeared  to  me  as  if  for  centuries, I had  only been shutting  my eyes,  without  ever  being able  to sleep. The  next  morning,  Kamran  dropped  me  at  the  University.  While  we  were  in  the  parking,  we  saw Sarah  coming  out  of  her  white  Battle  Car.  Kamran  was  fully  attentive  towards  her,  who  was  looking extremely  beautiful  in  her  blue  skirt  and  high  necked  white  sweater.  He  whistled  and  said,  "Medi dear,  you  never  told  me  that  such  beauties  also  come  to  your  university.  When  is  your  next  semester going  to start?  Today, I'm  very much  ashamed  of my  ignorance." "Don't  try  to  be  so  smart.  This  is  the  same  Jewess  who  is  deadly  against  me  and  thus,  there's  no need  for you to be  so much  interested  in her.  She's  bitterly  against  the  Muslims." But  Kamran  remained  defiant  and  acting  in  accordance  with  his  old  habit,  he  described  her  as similar  to  a  famous  Hollywood  actress.  He  had  always  been  in  the  habit  of  finding  similarities  in  the facial  features  of  smart  people  and  well-known  actors  and  actresses.  Whenever  he  could  find  such  a similarity,  he  started  calling  that  person by the  name  of that  actor  or actress. Kamran  heaved  a  deep  sight  and  spoke  "No  problem  my  dear  if  she  is  a  Jewess.  Jews  are  also included  among  the  People  of  the  Book.  She  seems  to  me  just  like  Salma  Hike.  Having  hostilities with  such  a  pretty  girl  is  of  no  use.  I  withdraw  my  old  suggestion  and  strongly  recommend  that  you should have  friendship with  her." With  a  great  deal  of  difficulty,  I  sent  him  back.  In  the  meantime,  Sarah  had  also  got  down  from  the car  and  was  busy  talking  to  another  student.  While  driving  past  her,  Kamran  tried  to  be  as  near  as possible  to  Sarah  but  she  did  not  take  any  particular  notice  of  his  action.  As  I  was  going  forward carrying  my bag,  Sarah called  me  from  behind.    "Mr. Hammad,  wait  a  minute  please." As  I  halted,  Sarah  quickly  came  to  me,  properly  arranging  her  untied  hair  which  could  be  seen fluttering  in the  air. "Rebecca  gave  me  your  message.  Throughout  my  life,  I've  never  felt  the  need  for  giving explanations  of  my  actions  to  anyone.  But  at  the  same  time,  I've  never  allowed  anyone  to  accuse  me of  something  done  by  others.  I  didn't  write  all  that  on  the  blackboard.  In  fact,  I've  no  need  to  write such things,  because, I express  my views  quite  openly  and have  the  full  courage  to do so." "Then  how  should  I  interpret  your  explanation?  Are  you  advocating  on  behalf  of  your  friends?  Of course, it  must  have  been done  by one  of them."     "No, I'm  not  advocating  on behalf  of anyone  of them  because, truth  needs  no advocates." "But  truth  does  require  some  solid  arguments  and  proofs;  and  those  who  don't  have  these  things vent  out  their  fury and frustration  by doing  such  childish things." Sarah  looked  attentively  towards  me  and  spoke  in  a  rather  harsh  tone.  "I  don't  know  about  others but  as  far  as  I'm  concerned,  I've  got  thousands  of  arguments  to  support  my  viewpoint.  But  I  don't want  to waste  my time  as  well  as  yours  in explaining  these  arguments  for proving the  truth." In  reply,  I  informed  her  of  my  decision.  "If  one  of  us  succeeds  in  convincing  the  other  about  his  or her  truth, the  other one  will  follow  his  or her path. Do you agree?" Sarah  was  startled  and  as  she  looked  towards  me,  she  saw  the  challenge  hidden  in  my  eyes.  "I agree  and I'll  be  extremely  happy to  defeat  you."    "Only  the  coming  time  will  decide  it.  Best  of luck." ht  have  concluded  that  we  were  the  two  arrows  shot  from  the  same  bow  at  the  same  time  in  two opposite  directions. On  that  day,  members  of  Sarah's  gang  made  a  number  of  satirical  remarks  intended  for  me  but  I remained  silent.  Rebecca  was  a  close  friend  of  Sarah,  but  for  some  unknown  reason,  after  that  day, she  started  sitting  with  me  on  the  same  desk.  Two  students  could  sit  on  each  of  the  desks  placed  in the  classroom  but  since  the  beginning  of  the  classes  till  that  day,  I  used  to  sit  alone  on  my  desk. Apparently,  Rebecca  was  a  lively,  energetic,  noisy,  vivacious  and  hilarious  girl,  always  clad  in  jeans and  jacket  and  always  chewing  gums.  She  was  full  of  fun  and  activity  and  looked  like  a  carefree butterfly.  While  walking,  when  she  moved  her  boy  cut  hair,  it  was  enough  to  quicken  the  heartbeats of  all  the  young  boys  standing  around  her.  But  when  she  started  sitting  with  me  on  the  same  desk,  I realized  that  she  had as  much  interest  in her studies  as  in  her frivolous  and  coquettish  activities. A  boy  named  Jim,  who  was  apparently  a  Jew,  was  the  leader  of  Sarah's  gang.  Tina  was  another active  member  of  their  group.  Thus,  it  was  a  gang  of  four,  consisting  of  Sarah,  Jim,  David  and  Tina. In  fact,  the  whole  gang  acted  upon  Sarah's  instructions.  One  day,  during  the  break,  when  Jim  made some  cartoons  and  wrote  some  funny  sentences  to  amuse  the  students,  I  at  once  judged  from  his writing  that  it  was  he  who  had  written  those  anti-Muslim  sentences  on  the  blackboard.  However, after  that  day,  no  one  attempted  to  write  such  words  again  on  the  blackboard.  But  I  knew  very  well that  the  lava  was  boiling  beneath  this  apparent  calm.  On the  third  day, it  was  announced  that  an interdepartmental  speech  competition  was  going  to  be  held  at  the  University  and  all  the  students  who were  interested  in  the  competition  were  told  to  submit  their  names.  Rebecca  who  was  in  a mischievous  mood,  raised  my  hand  in  the  class,  although  at  that  time,  I  was  busy  writing  something. This  action  of  Rebecca  was  strongly  disapproved  by  Sarah  who  glared  at  her  angrily.  Anyhow,  my name  had now  been  included  in the  list  of speakers. That  day,  the  university's  central  hall  was  jam-packed  with  audience.  The  mayor  of  London  had been  specially  invited  on  that  occasion.  In  her  black  coat  and  scarf  and  with  her  neatly  tied  hair, Sarah  looked  like  a  school  girl  as  she  came  on  the  stage  to  make  her  speech.  She  spoke  forcefully  in support  of  the  Jewish  claim  that  more  than  five  million  Jews  were  killed  by  the  Nazis  during  the Second  World  War.  This  mass  murder  of  the  Jews  is  remembered  as  holocaust.  She  gave  a  number of  arguments  to  prove  this  hypothesis.  Till  that  time,  I  did  not  have  much  information  about  the holocaust  and  while  Sarah  was  speaking,  I  was  thinking  of  discussing  this  matter  with  Joseph,  who had  a  considerable  knowledge  of  the  Jewish  history.  After  Sarah,  it  was  my  turn  to  speak  and  as  I walked  towards  the  rostrum,  silence  prevailed  in  the  hall.  This  silence  was  disrupted  only  by Rebecca's  clapping.  The  topic  given  to  me  for  the  speech  was  "Inter-religion  debate".  After  thanking Mr. president,  I addressed the  audience.  Sir Isaac  was  sitting  in the  front  row  of the  audience. "Worthy  audience,  I  believe  that  inter-religion  dialogue  is  the  greatest  need  of  our  time.  No religion  of  the  world  allows  its  followers  to  show  prejudice  against  the  followers  of  other  faiths.  It  is true  that  those  who  were  at  the  height  of  their  glory  in  the  past,  are  now  passing  through  a  period  of decline  and  degradation  due  to  their  own  lapses  and  are  being  subjected  to  religious  prejudice  and isolation.  There  is  a  confrontational  atmosphere  between  religion  and science. Why  is  it  that  in  Physics,  quantum  theory  is  accepted  as  a  reality  while  Prophet  Muhammad's nocturnal  trip  to  the  heavens,  which  is  the  greatest  evidence  of  the  journey  of  light,  is  rejected?  All the  people  are  interested  in  the  stories  of  time  machines  and  travelling  into  the  future.  All  such inventions  are  being  eagerly  anticipated.  But  why  do  such  people  refuse  to  believe  the  story  of  a person  who  travelled  to  the  seven  heavens  with  the  speed  of  light  and  then  returned  safely  to  tell what  he  had  seen  and  heard  there?  Those  who  drop  atom  bombs  in  their  fanaticism  of  victory  and superiority,  are  described  as  civilized  people  but  those  who  had  nothing  in  their  hands  but  stones  to defend  their  homes,  are  called  terrorists.  Why  is  it  so?  I  want  the  answers  to  all  such  questions  from the  representatives  of the  new  generation  who are  present  here."  Charged  with  emotions,  I  continued  to  speak  until  at  last,  the  stage  secretary  rang  the  bell  to indicate  that  the  allotted  time  of  seven  minutes  had  come  to  an  end  and  I  had  to  leave  the  rostrum. After  expressing  my  thanks,  I  came  down.  For  a  moment,  it  appeared  as  if  the  entire  hall  had  been spellbound.  Then,  Rebecca  stood  up  and  started  clapping  and  gradually,  she  was  joined  by  others. While  standing  on  the  stage  and  coming  down,  I  had  noticed  that  sir  Isaac  was  absorbed  in  some deep  thought.  Feelings  of  calm  and  surprise  were  visible  on  Sarah's  face  and  I  realized  that  she  knew the  art  of concealing  her feelings. At  the  end  of  the  function,  I  came  out  of  the  hall  and  while  I  was  passing  through  the  corridor, Rebecca  who  was  out  of  breath,  came  running  to  me  from  somewhere  and  warmly  shook  hands  with me. "Great  Medi  great!  I  had  raised  your  hand  in  the  class  only  casually,  without  knowing  that  you're an  excellent  speaker,  in  spite  of  the  fact  that  you  often  remain  quiet.  Admit  it  or  not,  but  the  fact  is that  everyone  in  the  hall  was  stunned  by  your  speech.  Listeners  were  compelled  to  believe  whatever you were  saying  because, you had  strong and solid arguments  to prove  the  truth  of your points." With  a  smile,  I  acknowledged  and  appreciated  the  joy  of  that  lively  girl.  "I  don't  know  how  and from  where  I  got  all  these  logical  arguments.  I've  never  been  a  particularly  religious  person. Moreover, I didn't  make  any preparation  for the  speech." "I  know  that  all  the  speakers  were  given  their  topics  on  the  spot  and  they  were  required  to  speak extemporaneously.  Anyway,  you  carried  the  day.  Let's  go  to  the  cafeteria  and  have  some  hot  coffee to  celebrate  the  occasion." It  was  Rebecca's  habit  that  whenever  she  said  something  to  someone,  she  went  forward,  without listening  to  the  reply.  I  took  a  long  breath  and  followed  her  because  I  knew  that  the  time  required  for arguing  with her would be  much more  than the  time  needed  for gulping  down a  mug of coffee. Apparently,  the  atmosphere  was  quite  peaceful  at  the  University  but  I  did  not  know  that  in  a  few weeks  time  my  speech  would  become  the  cause  of  many  violent  storms. Kamran  had  rightly  said  that I had  come  to  the  notice  of the  Jews, though  I was  quite  unaware  of it.

I  am  at  a  loss  to  understand  as  to  why  people  describe  love  as  a  personal  story.  Love  is  not  the  story of  one  or  a  few  individuals,  it  is  a  universal  story  because,  there  is  hardly  anyone  in  the  world  who has  not  passed  through  this  experience.  The  only  difference  lies  in  the  truth  of  acceptance  and hypocrisy  of  denial.  Through  the  words  scattered  in  the  pages  of  this  book,  I  have  endeavoured  to interpret  the  way  in  which  love  and  religion  influenced  me.  The  battle  of  love  and  religion  was fought  by  my  heart  and  bitterly  experienced  by  my  soul  but  I  leave  it  to  you  to  decide  whether  it  was won  by  love  or  religion.  I  have  never  aimed  at  establishing  the  superiority  of  love  or  religion.  There were  only  a  few  questions  which  needed  to  be  answered  realistically.  In  this  clash  of  love  and religion,  some  new  questions  appeared  to  be  cropping  up  inn  my  mind  and  I,  therefore,  request  that this  book  should  be  read  only  by  those  who  have  the  courage  to  confront  new  questions  in  life. Answer  is  however,  not  compulsory.




Its a translation of a Urdu novel

Entering the house, Nathan immediately removed his shoes and socks.

Nathan comes from an average-income household. His mother was a housewife and his father was a policeman.

In the country of Muwin, religion plays a major role in society, making it a conservative country.

There are two religions that dominate this country, Trinity and Iklas.

In the northern part of the country, Trinity is the most popular religion. Meanwhile, at the South is Iklas.

Between the two religions, Trinity is the lenient one when it comes to traditional gender roles.

The place where Nathan's place is at is a small city called Latif city which is located in the center of Muwin.

His parents' religion is Iklas. Although neither of them takes religion seriously, just the right amount, when it comes to attitude and practices, they more or less lean more on the Iklasian side and the culture of South Muwinians. 

"Nathan, is that you?" a female voice called out from the living room.

It was his mother.

"Yeah."

"The food is already cooked. Just serve yourself."

Nathan's mother was busy watching TV.

He went to the kitchen to have lunch.

Nathan doesn't mind serving himself and eating alone. He prefers it and is used to doing things his own way anyway. 

However, when his father is at home, his mother presents herself as a perfect housewife and they eat together as a family.

As for his father, he rarely comes home. On the rare occasions that he does come home, aside from eating together, the only time he interacts with Nathan is when he's disciplining him which can be very physical at times.

The reason why his family is like this, Nathan isn't exactly sure why, but he could speculate the cause. One time, one of his relatives "accidentally" told him that his father and mother were forced into an arranged marriage by their parents which is a common practice in the religion of Iklas.

After washing the dishes, he immediately brushed his teeth and head to his room to change into civilian clothing.

He then went to the living room.

"Mother, I'm going now."

His mother, who was watching TV, looked at Nathan.

"Where's your uniform?"

"We're just going to practice for graduation this afternoon and my teacher said we could wear civilian clothes if we want," Nathan said with a straight face and no hint of nervousness could be seen on him.

His mother pulled out some cash in her pocket.

"Be sure to come home before 6:00 pm. Your uncle and aunt along with your cousins just arrived yesterday from Womania and are staying at a hotel. They want to have dinner with us tonight."

'From Womania? If it's my uncle and aunt from Womania, that would be Amir and Aena's parents.'

"Yes, mother."

Nathan took the money from his mother's hands and immediately headed to the front door to wear shoes and head out.

***

Nathan closed the gate when suddenly someone tackled him from the side.

"Gotcha!"

Nathan was closed to 6ft and was muscular, while the person who just tackled him was smaller and thinner. Because of that, the person wasn't able to push him down.
 
It was Karen.

She had her long black hair tied into a ponytail and was dressed in civilian clothes: white shirt, blue jeans, and rubber shoes.

Nathan, on the other hand, who had short hair, was wearing a slim-fit black shirt, gray jeans, and black shoes.

Seeing her trying to push him to the ground, Nathan was about to grab her shoulders but stopped when his hands were only just a few centimeters away.

He dropped his hands.

"What are you doing?"

Karen let go and backed away.

"There question here is: Where are YOU going?"

Nathan raised an eyebrow.

"What are you talking about? I'm going to school."

With a smug look on her face, Karen said, "If there's anything I know about you, you hate being rushed and told what to do. And plus, you like to do things at your own pace."

"What does that have to do with me going to school?"

"We still have 35 minutes left before we have to go to school and you're not the type who likes to go to school early, especially if it's just for something like graduation practice. So will you tell me where you're going?"

Nathan shrugged his shoulders. 

"People can change, you know."

He turned and started walking away.

"Let's wait for Vincent and Nikki then. We still have 35 minutes anyway."

"I'll pass on that."

"Oh well, you leave me no choice," said Karen and she took a deep breath. "MRS. MAKHAD, NATHAN IS GOING TO CUT CLASSES. HE'S --"

Nathan immediately turned back, rushed to Karen and covered her mouth.

He leaned over and harshly whispered, "What are you doing?!"

Karen removed Nathan's hand that was covering her mouth and leaned closer to him as well.

"You're going downtown to watch that new sci-fi movie, aren't you?"

Smelling the minty scent coming from her breath, it was only then Nathan realized that their faces were so close that their lips were only an inch away from locking together, causing him to blush.

He immediately distanced himself and looked away.

"No, I'm not."

"MRS. MAK--"

Nathan closed her mouth once again.

"Okay, okay, okay. You win. What do you want?"

"Take me with you."

"What?"

"Come on. It's been a while since you and I went out alone anyway."

Hearing that, Nathan's heart started to flutter madly and soared into the sky.

"And plus, I get irritated whenever I see Vincent chasing that woman around like a puppy. I'm going to watch that movie and spoil every detail to Vincent. Wahahaha~!"

Hearing this, Nathan felt like his heart was ripped apart and was quickly falling from the sky. 

However, he didn't show any negative emotions on his face. He maintained his every day bored expression that Karen and Vincent were familiar with.

"Just so you know, I won't have any extra money to buy for snacks if I'm going to pay for you ticket," Nathan said.

Karen immediately grabbed onto his arm. "No problem. I have enough money here to buy us snacks and even ride a taxi around the city. Let's go!"

She dragged him.

Karen came from an average-income household as well. But compared to Nathan's family, both of her parents had jobs and were working for the government.

*** 

Nathan and Karen were already inside the cinema and watching the movie.

When they were already half-way of the movie, Karen got bored and fell asleep. But before sleeping, she told him to make sure to watch the movie carefully and so that he can tell her what happened on the way home.

Nathan already expected this to happen which is why he didn't invite her in the first place. He knew that she preferred to watch movies about love or comedy.

As for Vincent, lately, he was busy courting Nikki so he didn't invite him.  

*** 

"Karen, wake up."

Nathan was nudging her shoulder.

The movie already ended and the lights were on.

As for his opinion about the movie, it was mixed. He liked it, but at the same time it also felt lacking – one of the reasons would be that he wanted more scenes of the alien speaking and talking about the truth of the universe and its lifeforms.  

"Hey, wake up."

Karen opened her eyes and looked around.

"It's done?"

She stretched before standing up.

"Yeah, come on."

Nathan started heading out and she followed suit.

"Where are we going to do next?"

Nathan checked his phone. 

3:00 pm.

Their class usually ends up at 4:30 pm and he arrives at home by around 4:45 pm to 5:00 pm before going out again at 6:00 pm to go to the gym.

"Go home," Nathan answered.

"We can't!"

"Well, I can because my uncle and aunt from Womania along with their children are coming to visit. I'm just going to tell my mother that we were dismissed early."

"Which cousins?"

"Amir and Aena."

"Oh, it's been a while since I've seen them. Is Amir still dating that woman who won the title of Ms. Latif two years ago?"

"How should I know?"

"You guys are cousins, right? I heard that boys like to talk about women when they're together so you should know."

"You know that Amir and I barely speak with each other. Plus, who told you that?"

Nathan always felt weird hanging out with Amir. Aside from the fact that Amir was 2 years old than him, the people that he hangs out with are too classy for him that he couldn't relate with them. One time, he played outdoor basketball with Amir and his friends, they put on lotion before playing.  Sure, they were concerned about getting a sunburn, but at least do that in private.

"I read it in a magazine and on the internet. Oh, I forgot, you don't care about getting a girlfriend. In fact, I've never seen you flirting with a woman before."

Nathan didn't answer and wanted to face-palm.

Karen wrapped her arm around Nathan's arm and they continued walking. 

"Hey, I can't go home right now."

"You can go to school and join in the practice. There's still so much time left."

"Are you crazy?"

Karen punched his arm.

Nathan laughed. 

"I didn't force you to come with me, remember?"

"Let me stay are your place for the moment."

"Nope, you talk too much."

"Don't worry, I won't touch your porn collection inside your laptop."

"..."

"If you're going to leave me here, I'm going to tell on you."

"Sometimes I can't tell whether you're smart or just dumb. You do realize that that would also burn you, right?"

"Nathan, come on, don't go home and accompany me. Oh, tell me about the movie."

"The movie that I just paid for us to watch?"

"I bought snacks, right? I'll buy you snacks again."

Nathan let out a sigh.

"Okay, but I'm going to order a lot."

"Fine."

Karen, who was still holding onto Nathan's arm, suddenly stopped walking, causing him to stop as well.

"What's wrong?"

Karen had her head down and her gaze cast on the floor.

"Nathan… does Vincent know that I have feelings for him?" 

Nathan's expression jumped from shock to dark and then to concern. But in his eyes remained a hint of jealousy.

'I guess this smokescreen game that we've been playing for years will come to an end very soon…'

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"I am a Chosen One! I refuse to bow down to society! Society must bow down to me!" 


Nathan is your average 24-year old man. Just like everyone else, he experienced both pain and happiness in his life which shaped him into the man who he is. 


One day, God unleashed a zombie apocalypse and gave humanity the System that allows them to level-up, forever changing the world. And among the humans, there are beings called Chosen Ones who are slightly better off than the average humans. 


Follow the journey of a man who slowly descends into madness as he survives in a zombie apocalypse and rises to power. 


Author's note: I took some ideas from the novel [God and Devil World].

Reynold had very low requirements. Other than finding Han Xiao to learn blueprints, he was pretty transparent the rest of the time. Ever since joining the army, he had always kept a low profile. His business capabilities were as rigorous and reliable as his personality, never causing any trouble at all. He managed the logistics of the army extremely well. This was the first time that he had asked Han Xiao for help.
Seeing that Reynold had a lot on his mind, Han Xiao figured out what was going on. This matter was probably very difficult to deal with, which was why Reynold had waited until now to ask for his help. Since the start, Reynold had only come to learn, not for help. However, now that he had achieved so much fame in the entire Star Field, Reynold saw hope and felt that he had the ability to help, so he now was asking him.
Han Xiao felt that he had guessed most of it correctly and secretly focused more.
"Tell me about it first."
He did not immediately agree to help and decided to listen to the mission content first.
Reynold contemplated for a while on what to say.
"As you know, I come from the Hyde Star System. I'm sure you know about the situation in the Star System."
Han Xiao nodded.
The Hyde Star System was a Star System without a ruling civilization, connected with six Star System civilizations including Godora. All these civilizations stationed many troops in Hyde and divided this ownerless Star System. They expanded and confronted each other for many years, causing Hyde to become a chaotic land.
"I was born on a small place called Ceciris, located in an area occupied by the Hutt Civilization. Ceciris is ruled by a low-level galactic civilization that has six planets in total under its ruling. It's classified as somewhere between a planet civilization and Star System civilization. This civilization has many governments that compete with each other. As Hyde is always at war, the political situation of Ceciris is volatile.
"My father operated a machine research company, which later went bankrupt. When I was six, they died in a riot caused by a political parade…"
Han Xiao was slightly moved. This was the first time that Reynold had talked about his own story. Usually, he never even mentioned anything about it.
"I have a sister who's nine years older than me. Her name is Rossellin. After my parents died, I lived together with her for three years. When I was nine, she sent me on a long-distance galactic flight off Ceciris and abandoned me.
"When I left home, I was still a child that knew nothing. No one took care of me. I drifted in the galaxy and got through my tough childhood. I then finally had the strength to protect myself. After that, I once went back trying to find Rossellin. Then I discovered what she did."
Reynold shook his head and said, "After I left, her Esper ability awakened. The official saying is that she can manipulate people's minds, subtly rewriting people's perspective on the world. At the start, people did not know about her ability. She used this ability to gather countless believers and built a new religion. New ideology and culture were born in her hands.
"With her ability, in just a few years, she completed the missionary process that would take normal religions decades. More and more people became her followers. She became the pope of the new religion in the Ceciris civilization, loved and worshiped by countless people. Even many high-level officials across the various governments were her believers. She controlled half of the Ceciris civilization with religious methods. Her position was above countless people.
"However, those governments felt that she would threaten their reign, so they kept searching for clues. In the end, her ability was discovered. She became the most dangerous careerist to those governments. She was captured, and the religion that she had created was destroyed.
"Although her Esper ability can modify people's subconscious mindset over a large area, she can't brainwash anyone, can't make anyone a fanatical, and can't control the minds of the others. Therefore, although the society was shocked, no one spoke up for her. Nobody would like having their mind twisted. Her reputation went right down the drain, and she became a sinner spurned by countless people.
"Those governments tried Rossellin. She was convicted of high treason and given life in prison. However, they showed their true intentions very soon. In their eyes, Rossellin's ability was an outstanding tool to assist their ruling. Hence, whoever was going to imprison Rossellin became a problem. Every government wanted to have her, to use her ability to consolidate their rule and damage their opponents. They did not want anyone else to have this tool."
Reynold closed his eyes, pinched the bridge of his nose, and sighed. "On paper, she was locked in prison, but actually, she disappeared from the eye of the public after the public trial. These governments sent spies and special agents to get to her secretly. Even some rebel forces with ulterior motives joined the battle. She became a tool that kept changing owners."
Han Xiao could not help but ask, "So, you want me to save her from the Ceciris civilization? You're already a Calamity Grade—won't you be able to do that yourself?"
"No, she's not on Ceciris anymore." Reynold shook his head. "The Hutt Civilization took an interest in her ability and took her away. She's now a prisoner of a Star System civilization."
Han Xiao understood. No wonder Reynold asked for his help. It turned out that Rossellin had become an important prisoner of a Star System civilization, so getting her would be rather difficult.
To a Star System civilization, they had no obligation to give face to a Calamity Grade. Given how important Rossellin was, the Hutt Civilization would not give her away so easily. Even if Reynold was to attack the prison, he would not be able to fight against the entire Star System civilization alone. He could not save his sister by himself.
I see, so he's asking for my help because of my influence… Han Xiao thought.
"I know that this is very sudden, but there's nothing I can do to the situation Rossellin is in. I hope you can save her." Reynold bowed deeply.
"Hmm…" Han Xiao caressed his chin. "Your sister really seems to be a careerist. I feel that she did this to herself."
Psychics could change others' minds to a certain extent, but the range and efficiency was clearly far inferior compared to Rossellin's Esper ability. It was perfect for spreading religion, exactly what the Arcane Church loved the most.
"Maybe she really is an ambitious careerist; I'm not defending her actions. Although she abandoned me and I don't have much emotions for her anymore, she's still my family. She has already paid the price for what she did; I don't want to see her keep suffering."
Han Xiao was quite surprised. He had always thought that Reynold's heart was mechanical; this was a very rare occasion where Reynold showed any emotion.
After pondering for a while, Han Xiao slowly said, "I can help, but it won't be easy. Even I might not be able to make the Hutt Civilization give her to me just by asking. Rossellin broke the law after all. This isn't a really reasonable request, so they can totally not give me face at all…"
Reynold nodded then said with a solemn expression, "I understand. You don't owe me anything. I will continue to work for you and pay my debts for this."
That's what I'm talking about, brother… Han Xiao's eyes sparkled. He smiled and said, "I'll try my best."
This time, a notification popped up on the interface.
_____________________
You have triggered the mission [Reformer]!
Mission Introduction: You accepted Reynold's request and decided to save Rossellin from the Hutt Civilization.
Mission Requirements: Save Rossellin.
Reward: 18,000,000 Experience, +30 Reynold Favorability, +80 Rossellin Favorability, [Blank Character Summon Card—Reynold] x 1
_____________________
Han Xiao glanced at it and was surprised.
The mission itself did not seem too difficult, but the prerequisite to trigger it was. It seemed its requirement was to have quite a close relationship with Reynold while having very high influence, only then would Reynold ask for his help.
The Experience reward was ordinary. The Favorability was common as well. What was most surprising was Reynold's Character Summon Card.
The Blank Character Summon Card of a certain character meant that he could choose any one of Reynold's abilities.
Among all the abilities Reynold had, the most valuable was undoubtedly the Mechanic class Molding Talent [Perfect Mechanical Sense].
Although Character Summon Cards had limited uses, it was better than nothing.
Most of the time, only random draw reward in combat missions had a possibility of giving someone else's Molding Talent. Other than Character Summon Cards, the players had absolutely no way of acquiring any Molding Talents. He had the NPC status, so his drawing range included the Molding Talents, but that was not the case for players.
Han Xiao was not disappointed. In order to get the true [Perfect Mechanical Sense] talent, he had to think of other ways.
A Character Summon Card is fine. I happen to have a use for it too.
The Class Advancement mission required him to build a piece of orange level 180 legacy equipment. It would probably not be possible to build orange equipment with his current Machinery Affinity, so he would have to look for ways to improve his building abilities. However, with the [Perfect Mechanical Sense] effects, he would be able to do it right away, saving him tons of trouble.
Pausing the flow of thoughts, Han Xiao returned to the topic.
"I'll leave in two days and visit the Hutt Civilization. Tell me everything you know. By the way, what does your sister look like?"
"I haven't seen her in many years, but when she was still the pope, I saved quite a few pictures of her. Here, look." Reynold took out his communicator and projected a few pictures.
This was a woman in a gorgeous red and white robe. Her hair was tied into a knot at the back of her head, decorated with a beautiful ornament. Her eyes were bright, and her teeth were pure white. Her face was gentle and beautiful, a little bit similar to Reynold's. Her skin was snow white, and she gave off a very noble vibe. In the picture, she seemed to be making a religious speech. There were many faithful believers below her listening with their heads lowered.
Han Xiao glanced at it, frowned, and glanced at it again. Then, he stared at the face of the woman in the picture and could not take his eyes off her.
Noticing that Han Xiao was staring, Reynold was a little confused. "What is it?"
Han Xiao regained focus and moved his eyes away. He covered his mouth with his fist and coughed twice. "Nothing, your sister is quite pretty."
Reynold gave Han Xiao a strange look.
Actually, when Han Xiao saw Rossellin's face, he was dumbfounded.
Vilna, whom he had met earlier, was someone he knew from his previous life, but he did not expect to see another familiar face on the same day!
Plus, this woman was on a completely different level from Vilna!


What do you do when you wake up and find yourself inside the very game that you love? 
What do you do when you realize you that you have not only become an NPC - you have even been thrown back in time to before the game even launched! 
What will happen when our protagonist's two realities coincide? 
Han Xiao was a professional power leveler before his transmigration. Using his past life's knowledge, Han Xiao sweeps through the universe as he prepares for the arrival of the players. This is definitely not your typical transmigration novel.

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