What would happen if you woke up from a dream in which you saw your future?

You have new knowledge. Your personality has changed. Still, you are the same person. Do you make the same mistakes?

Alexander, son of Ceo of group Prins, has chosen to become a hacker at the age of 15. Leaving behind, his father's company. But after he had a dream,  he understood his mistakes.
He understood that he was blinded, by love. Understand that the family is more important for him. 
 He understood what betrayal means.

Follow Alexander and see how he changes his destiny.


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Hi!
The book is written from the perspective of Alexander and sometimes from the perspective of the female lead.
 It is my second book, but it is the first of its kind.

I'm not a native speaker.
if I receive negative messages about grammar, I'll stop!

The synopsis 

What would you say is the most valuable thing in this world?
   
 A mountain of gold and silver.

 Wrong.

Then what is it?

The return of the prodigal son.*

"Ouch" Lucy said softly responding to the pinch that Tola had given her before running off and Ray smiled. Lucy felt uncomfortable, being left alone with him, it was as if the policemen at the counter had vanished even though they were still there. She shifted uncomfortably. 
"So what has brought you here?"
"God" he gazed into her eyes. She looked away,
too shy to respond to the taunt and he smiled,
knowing that it was that shy attitude that amused him most about her. 
"Actually, I am here, though unwillingly, to see my mistake of a brother. Step-brother actually. Fred."
"Who?" Lucy blanched.
"Fred. He called for me and I came to give him a
piece of my mind" his anger returned slightly.
"Fred? Your brother."
"Stepbrother actually. I wish he wasn't. I know I
never told you about him, he is like a prodigal
son."
Lucy fumbled with her phone and Ray became
worried. 
"Is it this person?"
He stared at the picture on his phone and frowned deeply. "Yes. How do.."
"Oh my God" Lucy gasped as she stared at Raymond with tears coming rapidly.
"What is it sugar?" 
She backed away when he tried to touch her. He was instantly alarmed.
"Oh no! That is the guy that stabbed me" Raymond froze as he stared at her.
"He stabbed me" she exclaimed.
"Ray" They both turned and faced Tinka who
approached with anger in her stride.
The day couldn't have been more worse, Raymond thought. 
"What the hell are you doing here Tinka? Are you trailing me now?"
"No. I came to visit a friend nearby and I saw your car and knew you were here." She faced Lucy. "Have I not warned you to stay away from my man? You are trying to tie him up with crocodile tears right?" Lucy was too shocked and stunned to pay Tinka any attention. 
"Accept defeat my dear. Guess what? I am pregnant. I am carrying Raymond's baby."
Lucy froze, wondering if she had heard correctly.
She shifted her gaze to Raymond but he did not
look shocked, he had obviously been informed.
She held her head and ran out in tears, not hearing Tola who was busy calling her.
Tola held back Raymond when he tried to pursue Lucy. Tinka saw her and gasped.
"Raymond, I do not intend to meddle in your private affair but I suggest you find out if that child she is carrying is truly yours. She stole my fiancé from me six weeks ago by offering him her body, don't get saddled with a bastard" she fixed Tinka a cold glare and ran off to catch up with Lucy.

Roaring fire would have been the perfect description for Raymond's mood when he got
home. He hadn't been able to go through with
seeing Fred, and not that he cared but Tinka's 
matter seemed more important.
"What is wrong Ray?" Vicky asked immediately he marched inside. Ray was in no mood to give answers because he himself wanted answers.
Immediately Tinka entered, Vicky got her answer.
"Please Ray, believe me, they are toying with your head. I have never set my eyes on that lady. Neither do I know any Timothy."
Ray tried desperately to calm his nerves. 
"I am not disputing that fact, just give me the results."
"Did I not say she was carrying a bastard?" Vicky
laughed.
"Shut it Vicky" Raymond yelled, losing his temper,
which he rarely did. Tinka always pushed him to the wall.
"Hey, don't vent your anger on me. It is not my
fault that this tramp is a harlot."
"I would have you swallowing your words." Tinka said to Vicky, successfully retrieving the paper from her handbag.
Raymond knew that if she was truly pregnant for
him, she should be two months and one week gone by now but since the test was carried out two weeks ago, he blanched then he saw one
month, three weeks. Tinka touched him. 
"I told you that she lied."
Ray shook his head, refusing to give up. "Let's go
to the hospital."
"No! I am not leaving this place."
"Of course you are" Vicky said, moving towards
her. "Move before I move you."
Raymond was already in the car and Vicky
successfully moved Tinka to the car.
They all alighted from the car in silence and
marched into the hospital.
"Doc T. Please I need the lab results of the
pregnancy test we did two weeks ago" he did not
bother greeting.
Doctor Timothy opened his drawer. "I knew you
would ask for it later."
"How far gone is she?"
The doctor looked at the paper. "Well, here, she
is one month and about one week gone. Since it
was conducted two weeks ago, she should be one
month, three weeks pregnant."
Vicky hollered. "I said it!"
"There must be a mistake" Tinka was shaking.
"There is no mistake woman, I monitored it myself. Should the timing be longer or shorter?" The doctor asked curiously.
"It doesn't matter Doc T. I am forever in your debt. He stood and walked out with a billion dollar smile on his face."

Tola brushed her hair with a brush before using
a comb. She considered the long hair a waste of
time because it always gave her trouble when she needed to comb it. For the umpteenth time, she considered cutting it. She took her hair band and held her hair firmly behind her head. She was worried about Luciana. Lucy had not said much to her ever since she fled from the police station about a week ago. She had become withdrawn and quiet. Tola wished she had heard what transpired between Lucy, Raymond and that Olivia girl who turned out to be Tinka, Raymond's fiancée. The only part she had heard was the part where Tinka declared that she was pregnant. She wondered if her pregnancy was what made Lucy flee. Even though Tola was sure that the child was not for Raymond, she wondered why that information would affect Lucy so much. Except…
Tola shook her head. Lucy was not one to date
several men at a go, in fact, she was not into men. That brought her to Lucy's attitude towards Deo. Deo was a man that every woman would dream to have. He was someone who was loving, handsome, faithful, hardworking, established and so on; but she noticed that Lucy still behaved around him the same way she used to when they were friends. Tola did not see the spark of a woman in love in her eyes but she had noticed something when she was with Raymond at the station. It was not the look of a fan to celebrity she saw in Lucy's eyes, she saw that glow, that discomfort that the presence of a man could bring out of a lady; especially a lady in love.
"No" she murmured to herself. She needed to see
Lucy and make her talk by all means.

.
Word spread around the Keller territory extremely fast. With the help of the forces Elrich had arranged for, behind the scenes, the news reached not just the borders but the people who had friends working at different areas around the territory. They were quickly informed by either family or friends who were able to hear about the bloody duke's declaration near the borders of the Keller territory.
With Elrich Eberbach's reputation, people who heard about the information being spread around by the duke's men inside the territory weren't doubted. Rather, the Keller family was hated even more. Not only were they making their residents suffer from all the taxes spent for strengthening the Keller family's forces, they even brought the bloody duke who could possibly raze their homes to the ground.  
To those in the Keller family's service, they saw this as a chance to be part of the invincible army of the human forces. How can they not be tempted to join? Not only would they be able to march under the name of the historical army, but they would also be trained to be part of the company of the people who were most likely to survive on the battlefield.
Now that Elrich had made his move openly, the current head of the Keller family, couldn't help but burst out in anger as soon he heard how Elrich decided to enter his territory.
*SLAM!!*
The table in front of him grew cracks from the point of impact and split in half.
"That arrogant bastard!! Does he think that I won't be able to put up a fight!?" the commanders of his army remained silent after witnessing him vent his frustration.
Paul Keller, the current head of the Keller family was prideful as he was ambitious. He was currently the best candidate in the king's faction to have taken control of most of the Eberbach family's forces if the king's plan had succeeded as they had initially expected. This was why he was currently at his wit's end with Elrich knocking at his doorstep.
Paul may not have been able to take over everything because having too much power was what caused the discord between the king and Elrich but, it was still more than twice the power and influence he currently had. Now, what could have been his was out to destroy everything that he currently had.
Unlike what they had planned secretly behind the bloody duke's back, Elrich was openly poaching people from the forces he had been painstakingly building. They could either remain loyal to the Keller Earldom and fall with them when Elrich's forces attacked, or they could be promoted in serving a more powerful employer whilst also surviving this ordeal. Paul was worried about the choices his own people would make. 
The choice Elrich gave to those working for the Keller family was extremely tempting. They would not be seen or branded as traitors by the people because it was the Keller family who had made a move against the Eberbach family in the first place. There were very few people who doubted the bloody general's words after the hero's name was thrown into the equation.
To those who knew or had any idea of how politics worked, the two-day grace period given confidently by Elrich was also a sign that the duke was sure that reinforcements for the Keller family were not coming. It was either that or he welcomed anyone who would try to help the Keller family.
"From the reports sent to us by the scouts, it looks like the forces that the bloody duke brought with him is not as large as we expected but…" one of the subordinates hesitated.
"But what? Isn't that good news? I heard that Elrich's right-hand man and his unit were asked to stay at the capital with his daughter to take care of the hero." Paul impatiently looked at the hesitating commander.
"Indeed. The butler Zwei stayed at the capital but… the duke had brought his bloody legion. The elite unit that emerged victorious against the sabretooth tribe when they tried to invade the territories not too far from here." his reports caused the other commanders to shudder.
Who could forget about the sabretooth tribe? It was one of the most ferocious and reclusive of the beast races. The only reason why they weren't the ones who were tasked to defend against the savage tribe was because, when the tribesmen headed towards the Keller territory, they attacked villages that were located in the Eberbach dukedom.
If it were not for the swift actions of Elrich's forces, the Keller forces might not have their territories today. Almost all the forces that were sent to deal with the sabretooth tribe entering their territory had been wiped out so many of the soldiers that remember that incident were surprised that the Keller family had ungratefully made a move on the duke's most beloved daughter.
"So, what do you propose?" he may be prideful but Paul wasn't stupid. The mere mention of the bloody legion that went up against the sabretooth tribe was enough to make him regain his calm.
"I think we should try and negotiate. If the duke had come here and given us time to prepare or even escape, he might be open to negotiations." One of the commanders suggested.
"I think so as well. The bloody Duke of old would have just slaughtered his way here. This is a sign that he has learned to be a little civil after his time at the capital." Another added.
"Hmm…" Paul pondered. "We have to quickly gather our forces and march towards the territory borders." He made a quick decision.
If he hadn't made a move, the soldiers that were left on their own might have defected due to their anxiety. Since they were going for negotiations, if a battle broke out, there would be no chance for them to defect since the duke wasn't careless enough to accept strangers that could turn on them in the midst of battle.
""Right away!!"" the commanders saluted and left the room.
"I should send my son to a safe place in case this all turns south…" Paul muttered as he walked towards where his wife and children were gathered.
Of course, the movements the Keller family took couldn't be hidden. They had deployed their army so suddenly that the families of the soldiers that left were reluctant to see them march towards the borders.
Elrich's forces were also able to receive news of Paul Keller's movement. The forces that he brought with him laughed out loud as they heard that their enemies were walking towards their own doom. They felt that it had been a pity that the Keller forces had moved after only a day since their forces had little time to dwindle because of Elrich's declaration.
"What of the soldiers that aren't at Keller's city?" Elrich asked for a report.
"Our operatives have accepted their submission. They are to stay on their posts until this issue is dealt with and be transferred to one of our training facilities." One of the intelligence operatives covered in dark cloaks explained.
"Did Paul bring his worthless sons to the battlefield?" Elrich wanted to know if his enemy dared to bring his own offspring to battle after Sodina was targeted by them.
"No. From what we have gathered, the eldest daughter of the Keller family is currently enrolled in the Academy at the city of Vane. His eldest son, however, is in the Keller residence as we speak."
"Vane…" Elrich muttered. If the eldest daughter was there, even he wouldn't be able to lay a finger on her. "How come this was not mentioned in the reports about them beforehand?"
"It is because her departure from the Keller house to become an adventurer was something that the Keller family wanted to hide. We only received the report of her location after we gathered any kind of information related to the Keller family."
"I see…" Elrich nodded. They were already at the point of no return. It might be a long shot but he wished that the daughter would understand what was about to happen.
Though Elrich was a well-known and famous noble, it was not too long ago that he started to mingle with the nobles at the capital. He had always been preoccupied with making peace for the Zweifel kingdom that he had been considered an outsider by the nobles who were fighting for influence and power at the capital.
By the time he was confident enough to leave the work to his subordinates, the prominent factions of the capital had already been decided. As a man who looked down on political trifles, he did not care for such things and therefore had little knowledge and interaction towards the families of the nobles around the king's faction.
"Shall we make changes to the plan?" one of the intelligence operatives asked after sensing the duke's hesitation.
"No… For the sake of my daughter's safety and future, we should be swift and decisive." He closed his eyes and made up his mind. "Inform the hundred-man unit that they will be the ones opening the battle tomorrow. I'm sure they are already itching to get their hands on the people who planned to assassinate my daughter."
"Right away!"
The territory that the Keller family occupied was quite large but their main residence was only a few days away from the borders that were connected to the Eberbach territory. The main reason for this was the mountains located north of the region that protected the Keller region from the various wild tribes that have not affiliated themselves with any forces. 
Though the Kellers would rather not admit it themselves, they felt safer being near the Eberbach territory. They once looked up to the Eberbach family and that was why they also tried to take up the route of establishing themselves as a military family. 
With the deadline Elrich set, the Keller army had no choice but to hurry themselves towards the border. They had taken over the nearby village and used it as their main camp. The soldiers needed their rest for the possible battle so the villagers were chased out of their homes.
Paul didn't care about what they thought because he was willing to give the majority of his territory away to Elrich if he needed to. They weren't going to be his people in the future so why would he care about them?
They reached the village near the borders in a day instead of two. With the anxiety of being attacked by the Eberbach forces while they were exhausted, everyone was currently on edge. This was especially the case for Paul whose intentions for coming out here in the first place was to make contact with someone from the king's faction.
He was an important part of the king's faction so he didn't believe that the king himself wouldn't send him aid. He believed that the fact that he hadn't received word from them so far was because of the current tension between their faction and Elrich's after the failed assassination attempt.
"(I feel someone watching me from afar… could it be the messengers trying to scout the area?)" Paul looked towards the cliffs towards the north of the village.
"Oh?" the figure who had hidden himself behind the shadows noticed Paul senses in the vicinity. "Looks like the current king of the Zweifel kingdom has some decent people after all." he looked at the hand that was holding a snapped neck of a person he had found snooping around the area.
*WOOSH!* he threw the corpse away and watched it turned into ashes before it hit the ground.
"I hurried back to the human territories after I found out that they successfully completed the hero summoning ritual and here I stumbled upon an interesting event." He turned towards one of the scouts whose arms had been impaled to the nearby tree trunk. "Are you ready to tell me the truth about what caused that stubborn Eberbach man to turn his blade towards the king's most trusted attack dog?"
The scout shuddered at the grin of the handsome man before him. He would have thought that he was a human except for the pointed ears that were slowly transforming to reveal his true form.
"D-demo—!!" his mouth was immediately covered by hands that were slowly growing into claws.
"Shhh! You better watch your mouth because my patience when it comes to humans nowadays is very thin." He put a finger against his lips. "Your kingdom even tried to summon a hero by using the scraps that were hidden by a greedy little cleric who is now calling himself the pope of all things." He shook his head in disappointment.
"W-what do you want to know?" the scout shuddered in fear. There were very few demons who would dare to refer to the pope as 'greedy cleric' so, from his attitude alone, the scout knew that this person was someone from the previous generation despite his young appearance.
"Let's start with how this little trouble suddenly occurred within the so-called most powerful human kingdom." He snorted and urged the scout to tell everything he knew.
"It all started because…" the scout dared not to leave a single detail that he knew. This demon took the life of even the leader of their unit as if he were swatting a fly so he knew what awaited him if he dared displease him.
He started the story with why Elrich had attacked the Keller territory and their task of delivering a message to Paul himself. Their unit was supposed to join the Keller army with the task of either assassinating or dealing a critical injury towards the bloody duke.
Their plan was simple; enrage the duke by using the same outfits that had been described by his daughter and act like they were under the command of the Keller family. This way, the blame would indeed fall upon Paul alone even if his army does end up falling.
"It never ceases to amaze me how humans can be a lot worse than us demons. Though I don't regret granting that human friend of mine his request at the time… thinking about it, I should have given him more conditions that would make my life easier. He sighed."
"I've told you everything I know… please let me live…" the scout begged for his life.
"Oh, I don't plan on killing you since you've been so cooperative. However… we need to discuss how you will live out the rest of your days…" he smiled.
"Now, tell me more about this hero you guys were able to summon. From what you've said so far, he seems to be an interesting fellow."
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Enter Kazuya, a boy who never had any memories before his adolescent life. He was summoned to the world of Edea wherein the final battle against the Demon King, our hero entered the last room to find a welcome he had not been expecting. An unguarded, unarmed demon king who greeted him with manners and etiquette.

As if a respectful and well mannered final boss wasn't shocking enough, he was then introduced into an elaborate plot to exploit summoned heroes. Unfortunately, our naive hero chose to trust his companions. He underestimated human greed which led him to suffer alone in darkness for a time he himself does not know how long. 

When he suddenly woke up, he saw himself as a child back on Earth. As an amnesiac, he had been thrown into an unknown part of his life. What should he do? What about the people who betrayed him?

Follow along as Kazuya finds out about his past and tries to prevent the tragedies he's experienced while trying to change what he knows what will happen in his future.


Volume Guide:
I - From the Ashes. (Learning about his life before he lost his memories)
II - Divergence. (Changing the future) 
III - The Two Heroes. 
IV - Edea and The Hero
V - ???
VI - ???
VII - ???
VIII - ???


Official Release Schedule: Currently ongoing changes.




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Although from the surface, Rhode could be sure that there wouldn't be much of a problem because even if those flame reels were really purchased by the Keller family, they still couldn't explain anything. However, Keller was clear that the problem didn't lie there. More importantly, if it was really as Rhode had said, it would only be a matter of time before the Keller family and the Jade Tears mercenary group got involved with each other, which was something that Keller didn't wish to see.
The reason was very simple: the Jade Tears mercenary group's identity wasn't ordinary.
If it was another mercenary group, Keller wouldn't be worried about what Rhode had said since it was normal for the Merchant Association to support a mercenary group. If the reason Rhode looked for trouble was just to complain like a child, then he wouldn't take it seriously, but it was different if things turned out to be related to Jade Tears. As everyone knew, the Jade Tears mercenary group had once been ruled by the son of a noble from the Country of Light—Frank. According to the continuous incidents that happened previously, Keller even heard that this mercenary group was related to the floating ship incident from before; they were most likely spies sent by the Country of Light. Such speculation was spreading among the upper echelons, which was why Klautz sent people to ask a few questions while Rhode almost killed Frank on the street. As for the sudden disappearance of Frank and his followers, although the public seemed to know what happened, the mercenary Association and Deep Stone City officials only kept a strange silence. Keller was not stupid; from their attitude it could be seen that the Jade Tears had most likely done something to provoke trouble. It was possible that those rumors were true. If the Jade Tears hadn't disappeared all of sudden, then most likely they would have been called out by the city guards and brought out to the Town Square to be beheaded in public.
But since they disappeared now, things were better. This could be seen from this incident with Rhode. Originally, even if there was a bet on both sides, the Mercenary Association would still have to confirm it to ensure the Jade Tears mercenary group wasn't being victimized. However, this time, they actually even omitted the necessary procedures, clearly making complete preparation for the Jade Tears mercenary group's disappearance. Of course, the Mercenary Association who had always been working based on mercenary interests and could not possibly give Rhode any privilege just because of his identity. The reason was because they needed to make the Jade Tears disappear.
If the Keller family got involved with the Jade Tears mercenary group, then the matter would only get worse. Thinking until here, Keller broke into a cold sweat. It would be dangerous if the young man before him thought that he did it on purpose to trouble him. From Rhode's actions, it could be seen that he was from the King's party. He had also heard Klautz mentioned Rhode's name recently, and the upper echelons from Golden City seemed to take some interest to him. It could be said that this young man was surely on the road to success. He was only an ordinary merchant. If he offended this promising young man, nothing good would come from it. Moreover, what would they think if Klautz or other people knew about this? The Keller family had been interacting with the Country of Light in private?! Holy spirit above, if such a thing really happened, then the Keller family would be finished! If it were just like usual, people might not mind it, but this topic was currently very sensitive. Although it wasn't widely circulated, many people from the upper echelons knew that the Country of Light would likely plot something to incite riots in the Paphield area. If news got out that the Keller family and the Country of Light were privately involved with each other, then wouldn't he basically be looking for death?
When the time came, not only would his own future be finished, but the entire family would be completely destroyed…
Thinking until here, beads of sweat dropped from Keller's face until Rhode's voice pulled him back to the reality. "I'm still waiting for your explanation, Mr. Keller."
"T-this, I think I can explain it to you."
Keller rubbed the sweat on his forehead. Currently, his face was pale, but he was also feeling fortunate that Rhode had looked for him. It seemed like he hadn't yet spread the words, or else, he would have already been finished once Rhode told this matter to Klautz. Even if he wasn't finished, nothing good would happen to him as a result. After all, before he had hinted that Marlene was feeling miserable about this matter. If they knew the culprit behind this problem was actually the Keller family, then who knew what might they do them..
"To tell you the truth, this ring is my daughter's…"
"Oh?" Hearing this answer, Rhode frowned and he immediately remembered the fat pig-like woman. "So?"
"So… So… I'm sorry, please wait for a moment, I'll call her right away." Having said that, Keller picked up the bell on the table and shook it. 
Soon, the old housekeeper quickly walked into the room. But before he asked Keller what he could do for him, the former shouted angrily.
"Immediately bring Helen here, no matter where is she. Bring her here immediately, now!"
"Yes, master!" Seeing Keller's pale expression, the old housekeeper quickly followed the order and left. Keller finally felt relieved, leaning on the sofa while wiping the sweat on his forehead. He looked at the dark-haired man before him, but he didn't know what to say. Facing Keller, Rhode didn't speak and only leisurely tasted the black tea and snack in front of him. He looked more like a guest than trouble.
"This… Mr. Rhode, please forgive me for presuming about this matter, about this…"
"I haven't told anyone yet." Rhode put down the cup. "I'm just a little curious, after all. In my mind, your family does not seem like the type to oppose the Kingdom…"
"This is, of course, Mr. Rhode. We, the Keller family, are forever loyal to the Munn Kingdom, and it will never change. I can swear here by the name of my soul that it is absolutely impossible for me to betray the kingdom." 
Even though he didn't say it clearly, but from Rhode's words, his speculation was eighty to ninety percent certain… It was really troublesome!
He didn't know to what extent Rhode would believe in himself because no matter what, he would just be giving excuses. In fact, as the head of the family, Keller knew to a certain extent what his daughter was doing. It was because of the recent business handover that he thought it would be a good thing to let his daughter learn about investing and supporting the mercenary group. After all, it was important for the Merchant Association to have experience with mercenary groups, but he didn't expect that just because he didn't ask about it, the matter would turn out like this!
Holy spirit above! There were so many mercenary groups in Deep Stone City; why would she get involved with the damned Jade Tears!
"Father, are you looking for me?" At this moment, Helen walked toward the living room, led by the housekeeper. She glanced to the side and soon, she saw Rhode. Helen's fat face immediately darkened, but she didn't make a ruckus in front of her father and only lowered her head while walking toward Keller. On the other side, Keller looked at his daughter and signaled for the housekeeper to leave. 
When the housekeeper left and closed the door, he coldly asked, "What are you doing these few days?"
"I… I'm not doing anything."
"Nothing?" Hearing her answer, Keller frowned. He pointed toward the ring on the table and asked.
"Then what about this ring!?"
Hearing his father's question, Helen curiously looked toward the direction her father pointed and immediately shouted after seeing it. "Ah!! This is the keepsake I gave to Barney. How come it's here!?"
Having said that, Helen immediately jumped up, looking at Rhode. "It's you, isn't it! It must be you who killed them right! It's you! I know it, you…"
"Shut up!" Hearing until here, Keller no longer said anything and slapped Helen while fiercely glaring at her. A crisp sound sounded. She immediately stopped cursing and looked at her father, feeling confused.
"Father, why did you hit me, what did I do wrong!?"
"You dare ask me what you did wrong? Why did you got involved with Jade Tears?! Tell me, why did you got involved with them!"
"I… I…"
Hearing Helen's explanation intermittently, Rhode and Keller finally understood the things that happened. Helen originally did intend to invest in a mercenary group, but at that time she did not know about the existence of the Jade Tears. She heard about them from her servants. The Jade Tears's tragic story touched her, so she sent someone to meet Barney and was moved by his sincerity. Eventually, Helen agreed to support the Jade Tears mercenary group. Of course, she had her own little plan. Because of the previous conflict between her and Rhode, she hated him very much. Although objectively speaking, Rhode had protected her from being abducted, but his rude behavior was too unacceptable for her. Later, she complained about this matter to her father. Instead of punishing Rhode and teaching him a lesson, he even gave the family heirloom to him. This made Helen felt very angry. Originally, if she hadn't heard news about Rhode so often, she would have forget him after a long time. However, because news of Rhode had been spreading in Deep Stone City, Helen was forced to listen frequently. This made her feel even more disgusted, especially when she heard those people praising Rhode. So she chose to support the Jade Tears mercenary group in order to oppose Starlight and Rhode.
Of course, at that time, she had a romantic delusion. She wanted the Jade Tears to grow into the most powerful mercenary group in the Paphield area under her support while Starlight could only work hard in the shadows. She wanted her father to praise her and hand the entire Trader Association to her… For this reason, Helen followed Barney's idea to put the magic reel and sweep out all of the stock in the market. In her opinion, if she could make trouble for Rhode's Starlight, then it would be the best.
It was a pity that she could only daydream.
"You… you…"
Hearing his daughter explanation, Keller was very angry and didn't know what to say. That incident had passed for some time now, so he thought that Helen no longer cared about it anymore. No matter what, Rhode had kindly saved her life. Even if he was rude, did she have to hold this grudge for so long?
On the other hand, Rhode was very open-minded about this matter. He often saw such narrow-minded women. He once had a classmate who held a grudge for half a year just because her boyfriend glanced at another woman. That was why he thought that this kind of thing was just normal.
"Immediately go back to your room! You are not allowed to go out until you realize your mistake!"
While Rhode was dozing off, Keller already made his decision. He slapped his daughter a few times then called out the guard. He wanted them to bring Helen who had flown into rage back to the room and locked her up. No matter what the reason is, she was not allowed go out. The fatty girl kept screaming until she was gone. Keller was finally relieved and sat back on the sofa.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Rhode. It's my fault for such thing to happen."
"You don't have to apologize to me, Mr. Keller." Rhode frowned, but his expression didn't change the slightest. "Everyone makes mistakes, right?"
"Right." Hearing Rhode's words, Keller finally felt relieved. He smiled and rubbed his hands. "Then… although this matter was caused by my daughter, I will of course not run from the responsibility. My daughter's action has caused damage your mercenary group, so our Keller family will surely compensate for it."
Of course, both sides knew that this was not true. Helen's actions did not really cause any real damage to Rhode and the others; both knew it was just an excuse that Keller made to make sure Rhode would stay silent about this matter. This was equivalent to the "sealing fee," used to ensure the peace of the Keller family.
Rhode naturally had no objections to this. Strictly speaking, this was indeed the reason he came here.
As a player, if he didn't maximize the benefits of the quest, could he still be called a player?
"Since Mr. Keller said so…"
Rhode crossed his hands and leaned against the sofa while narrowing his eyes.
"Then, I have a request …"


Rhode is a legendary guild leader of the most influential guild in the VRMMO, Dragon Soul Continent. In order to cope with the death of his beloved sister, he dived into the game for seven long years. During this period, Rhode tries his best to alleviate his emotional pain through gaming, but alas, his life shatters once more when he heard his parents perish in a plane crash.

A month after the incident, he made a decision to quit the game and return to the real world. But just before that, as a final farewell, Rhode decides to fight the most powerful BOSS in the game with his guildmates. In the end, he defeats the BOSS at the expense of his avatar's life. Rhode smiles as his avatar dissipates in a beam of light. However, instead of respawning at the usual platform...

...

"W-wha...!"

Rhode shot up and stared at the unfamiliar ceiling.

And thus, a player who had been creating legends in the game for three eras disappeared just like that...

Keller sin duda mostró bastante sinceridad.
Mirando la piedra oscura que tenía en la mano, Rhode suspiró. Parecía que su suposición era correcta. Había asumido que este recién nombrado presidente de la Asociación de Comerciantes, naturalmente, no quería entregar este puesto a otras personas. De hecho, cuando descubrió que la familia Keller y el grupo mercenario Jade Tears estaban relacionados, Rhode se sintió muy desconcertado. Recordó claramente que más adelante en el juego, la familia Keller era de gran importancia en Piedra Profunda, y también eran leales al partido del rey. Rhode también había completado una misión para proteger la caravana de la familia Keller, que enviaba armas del País de la Luz al Reino Munn. ¿Por qué apoyarían de repente al País de la Luz? ¿Estaba la familia Keller realmente planeando algo grande detrás?
Ahora que las cosas estaban claras, Rhode por fin se sintió aliviado. En realidad este asunto no había sido ocasionado por el propio Keller, así que esto no le importó mucho. Por supuesto, igual se mantuvo alerta y no confió plenamente en las palabras de Keller. Como decía el refrán, «todos los mercaderes eran astutos; si no eran astutos, entonces no eran comerciantes». No había manera de que un comerciante dijera la verdad. Pero mientras Keller estuviera en el lado correcto, a Rhode no le importaba. Después de todo, no era algo de lo que tuviera que preocuparse en este momento.
Una de sus demandas fue que quería una tienda con el nombre de la familia Keller. Aunque la familia Keller hacía negocios mineros, también tenían muchas otras industrias relacionadas. Esta vez, Rhode había pedido la tienda de la familia Keller que forjaba y vendía armas mágicas. Aunque Keller no podía soportar dejarla ir, igual estuvo de acuerdo. En cualquier caso, la minería era el negocio principal de la familia Keller, y el forjado de armas era solo una industria secundaria. Él mismo había dejado claro que la razón por la que esa tienda podía forjar armas mágicas no era porque tuviera los artesanos; sino por la mesa de forjado que había sido legada hace mucho tiempo. Cuando un arma era forjada en esa mesa bajo la luz de la luna, se convertía en un arma mágica. Keller había enviado a sus hombres a investigar esta mesa de forja antes, pero la investigación no dio ningún resultado. En la superficie, no había nada especial en esta mesa de forja, además de verse un poco vieja, pero las armas mágicas que se forjaban en ella habían sido creadas con diferentes efectos mágicos. El efecto mágico más fuerte ocurría cuando el arma se forjaba en una luna llena. Por el contrario, cuando el arma se forjaba en una luna nueva, no había ningún efecto mágico. De hecho, la espada Lágrimas de Sangre de Rhode también se había forjado en ella. Se rumoreaba que había sido forjada por un herrero hábil y poderoso en tiempos antiguos, bajo la luna de sangre que solo aparecía una vez cada quinientos años...
Y eso era lo que Rhode quería.
Aunque la pérdida de esta mesa de forjar hizo que Keller se sintiera un poco angustia, al pensar en el futuro de toda su familia, solo pudo cumplir la petición de Rhode. Claro, Rhode tampoco planeaba dejar allí la mesa. Cuando volviera a la fortaleza, se la llevaría con él. Keller nunca había movido la mesa por miedo a dañarla, pero esto no era problema para Rhode.
Además, Rhode hizo otra solicitud. Esperaba obtener la piedra negra que pertenecía a la familia Keller.
Al escuchar esto, Keller accedió sin dudar. En comparación con el efecto mágico complementario de la mesa de forjado, la piedra negra de la familia Keller solo era algo que habían encontrado accidentalmente en la mina. Debido a su extraña forma, decidieron quedársela como recuerdo. No tenía nada especial; hasta ahora solo la habían usado para conmemorar a los ancestros de la familia Keller. Si Rhode la quería, no había problema en dársela. Claro, Keller también preguntó curiosamente qué planeaba hacer Rhode con esta piedra, pero su respuesta lo sorprendió un poco. Rhode dijo que solo pensaba que la piedra se veía bien, así que se la quería llevar para convertirla en una estatua.
Con base en sus instintos de comerciante, Keller siempre sentía que Rhode no estaba diciendo la verdad. Sin embargo, no parecía haber ninguna conspiración en sus acciones. Incluso si Keller le daba una excusa y lo rechazaba, no parecía que a Rhode le fuera a importar. Por eso Keller al final dejó de pensar en ello y aceptó la solicitud de Rhode.
Pero Keller no sabía que Rhode había estado buscando esta piedra desde que pasó por la tesorería familiar de Keller. ¿Y la mesa de forjado que contenía el efecto mágico? Solo era un complemento, porque desde la primera vez que Rhode vio la piedra, reconoció su verdadera identidad. No era una roca ordinaria; era un objeto que podía enloquecer a los jugadores. ¡Era el Corazón Espiritual!
Era igual a como la madera podía ser formada del petróleo a través de la destilación. El Corazón Espiritual era formado a partir de un núcleo de alma maligno. Pero sus usos eran un poco distintos. El núcleo de alma era utilizado para despertar un espíritu de invocación, mientras que el Corazón Espiritual ya no podía usarse para esto debido a que el inherente y revitalizado poder del alma que tenía dentro se había estancado después cientos de miles de años. Pero tenía otra especialidad: al hacer uso del estancado e inherente poder que contenía, uno era capaz de incrementar su fuerza. En otras palabras, incrementaría la EXP de un jugador.
En las Profundidades Rocanegra, el núcleo de alma del monstruo de bajo nivel solo era del tamaño de un puño. Pero el Corazón Espiritual que había encontrado en la casa de los Keller era más grande que una cabeza. Era concebible que este Corazón Espiritual hubiera salido de un espíritu de alto nivel, como el General Demonio o incluso el Archidemonio. Una de las mayores batallas entre demonios y humanos ocurría en las Profundidades Rocanegra, y muchos demonios morían a manos de los humanos. Era muy raro ver un Corazón Espiritual tan intacto. En el juego, un Corazón Espiritual costaba unas mil monedas de oro, y uno tan grande como este podría haber costado diez veces más.
La piedra debe contener muchos puntos de EXP.
Cuando conquistó las Profundidades Rocanegra, Rhode ya había pasado al nivel 19, pero no planeaba subir de nivel hasta que encontró esta piedra.
Aunque parecía que solo había una brecha de un nivel entre el nivel 19 y el 20, en realidad había una gran diferencia entre los dos.
En Dragon Soul Continent, los niveles estaban estrictamente divididos. Sin importar qué profesión tuviera el jugador, tenía que seguir las mismas reglas. Los niveles 1-10 eran los de aprendizaje; la mayoría de los jugadores de este nivel eran novatos ordinarios y recién llegados. Randolf y Joey, quienes acababan de unirse a un grupo mercenario, pertenecían a estos niveles. Los niveles 10-20 eran la entrada oficial a todas las profesiones. En el momento en que los jugadores avanzaban 10 niveles, se embarcaban en el camino de un profesional. Los mercenarios regulares de todo Dragon Soul Continent Dragón básicamente estaban en este nivel. En el grupo de mercenarios de Rhode, Shauna, Lize, Anne, el viejo Walker y otros mercenarios se encontraban en este rango. En Dragon Soul Continent, era el nivel promedio de la mayoría de las personas que estaban bajo el Dragón de la Luz.
Los niveles 20-40 eran considerados un gran salto. Eran los llamados «niveles avanzados» para la gente de Dragon Soul Continent. Al entrar en esta fase, un espadachín podría usar una energía de espada similar a la condensación del alma, o incluso a un nivel superior de magia que vinculado exclusivamente con su trabajo. Por supuesto, el resultado se calculaba en función de su nivel y dominio de la habilidad. Los NPC de Dragon Soul Continent no tenían una habilidad como los de los jugadores, quienes podían asignar sus puntos de habilidad.
En Starlight, la única persona que había alcanzado este nivel era Marlene. Sin embargo, su falta de experiencia le impedía hacer buen uso de todo su poder. Era como un novato que gastaba dinero para obtener un equipo divino. No significaba que la fuerza del novato también se volvería divina. Afortunadamente, después del entrenamiento en el espejismo, Marlene tenía habilidades y experiencia que iban a la par con su fuerza. Al menos Rhode no tendría que preocuparse porque ocurriera lo que una vez vio en el juego, cuando un caballero, un personaje de DPS, se convirtió en un tanque...
La mayoría de las personas en esta fase eran consideradas élites. Incluso en lugares pequeños podían obtener una posición muy alta en un grupo mercenario. Por lo general, el líder y el vicelíder de un grupo estaban alrededor de estos niveles.
Los niveles 40-60 pertenecían al rango maestro; este era también un límite que las razas humanas ordinarias no podían alcanzar. Sereck pertenecía a esta categoría; él era un Maestro Espadachín de nivel 40. Por supuesto, su nivel todavía se consideraba bajo. En un área remota como Piedra Profunda, tenía un prestigio incomparable. Sin embargo, en la Ciudad Dorada, el nivel de Sereck no era mayor que el de un capitán de la Guardia Real. En muchos lugares, las personas con este nivel eran consideradas personas muy influyentes. La mayoría tenía una gran autoridad, y algunos se convertían en seguidores de un veterano. Ciertamente, desde el punto de vista humano, había bastantes personas que habían alcanzado el nivel de Maestro, pero la cantidad era mucho menor si se comparaba con razas mixtas, como elfos y ángeles, que tenían una larga vida.
Los niveles 60-80 eran los legendarios. Era muy raro encontrar a alguien de ese nivel en el continente. La mayoría eran el núcleo de grandes fuerzas, y algunos incluso se convertían en figuras legendarias. Vivían humildemente en secreto, y era muy difícil encontrarlos.
No hace falta decir que, además de los Grandes Cinco Dragones Creadores de nivel 100, también había tres Arcángeles, cinco Señores Elementales, cuatro Generales Legendarios y seis Demonios que podían alcanzar el nivel 80. Incluso los Archidemonios solo eran de aproximadamente nivel 70; simplemente no podían alcanzar un nivel más alto.
Para Rhode, alcanzar el nivel 20 no solo significaba que se convertiría formalmente en un jugador de élite, sino que también representaba un cambio muy importante. En el juego, cada vez que los jugadores alcanzan cierto nivel, se les permitía mejorar su esgrima, sus atributos o talentos. Si elegían mejorar su esgrima, esta aumentaría +1 por defecto cada vez que subieran de nivel; lo mismo sucedería si escogiera atributos o talentos.
En el juego, el jugador tenía un total de cuatro oportunidades para mejorar su estatus. No era poca cosa, ya que cada decisión podía afectar el crecimiento de un jugador. Si no los elegían adecuadamente, afectaría negativamente la siguiente batalla.
A Rhode no le desconcertaba este asunto, ya que ya se había decidido, pero había una cosa que lo hacía dudar. Cuando se convirtiera en un Espadachín Espiritual Avanzado, recibiría una recompensa gratuita: designar una carta y elegirla como la carta de núcleo del Mazo de los Diez Espíritus Más Poderosos.
Como una carta de núcleo, el espíritu de invocación designado podría permanecer a su lado sin límite de tiempo. Sería capaz de absorber magia por sí mismo para mantener su existencia. El invocador solo tendría que darle magia al espíritu si este era gravemente herido. No solo eso, sino que la carta de núcleo también podría usar su poder mágico para invocar tarjetas del mismo elemento.
En este momento, Rhode solo tenía dos opciones: Celia o Gillian.
Ambas tenían sus propias fortalezas y debilidades. Celia era la tarjeta más utilizada y lo había seguido durante más tiempo. Si la elegía como la carta de núcleo, entonces ya no tendría que perder su poder del alma para convocarla.
En cuanto a Gillian, era extremadamente fuerte, pero su frecuencia de invocación era limitada. Rhode no solo valoraba su fuerza, sino también sus experiencias e inteligencia. Le molestaba que, actualmente, su grupo mercenario Starlight no tuviera un asesor militar que lo ayudara a pensar y resolver problemas. La personalidad descuidada de Anne no era adecuada para este trabajo. Y aunque Marlene entendía muy bien sus objetivos, no significaba que fuera a aceptar, debido a la limpieza espiritual que se había formado de años siendo ella una noble. En cuanto a Lize, era aún más imposible; podría ser capaz de manejar el combate cuerpo a cuerpo, pero si la situación se convertía en una confrontación privada, como calumnias, cazas furtivas y conspiraciones, no había forma de que ella la manejara.
Pero Gillian era diferente. Después de interactuar con ella por un tiempo, Rhode descubrió que realmente le gustaba su forma de pensar. Al igual que él, ella resolvía problemas a través del punto de vista de un jugador y se adaptaba a medios malignos. Si pudiera invocarla, pasara lo que pasara en el futuro, no tendría que hacer las cosas en secreto como un ladrón, como en el incidente con Frank. Estaba bien hacerlo una o dos veces, pero la presión sería demasiada si solo pudiera confiar en sí mismo continuamente.
No significaba que no hubiera otros contras al convocarla. Como su nivel era muy alto, habría un castigo por invocar un espíritu de nivel mayor que el suyo. Rhode ya había sufrido una gran pérdida después de invocarla una vez. Esta vez tendría que considerar cómo evitar por completo algún problema similar. Antes, la penalización solo deducía algunos puntos de EXP, pero ¿y si le debilitaba otros atributos? Eso le haría llorar hasta morir.
Entonces, ¿qué debería hacer?
Viendo el círculo de invocación en su mano, Rhode cayó en un profundo pensamiento...
Nota del traductor: La carta de núcleo del Mazo de los Diez Espíritus Más Poderosos y la carta de núcleo del mazo grupal son diferentes. En el mazo grupal, la que ocupa el primer lugar es seleccionada automáticamente como la carta de núcleo del mazo. Sin embargo, la carta de núcleo del Mazo de los Diez Espíritus Más Poderosos es elegida por el jugador, y el rango del espíritu invocado no importa. En otras palabras, la carta de núcleo del mazo grupal es el Capitán, mientras que la carta de núcleo del Mazo de los Diez Espíritus Más Poderosos, es el Comandante General.


Rhode es el legendario líder de la hermandad más influyente del MMORV, Dragon Soul Continent. Para sobrellevar la muerte de su amada hermana, se sumergió en el juego por siete largos años. Durante este largo periodo de tiempo, Rhode hace lo que puede para aliviar su dolor emocional a través del juego, pero desafortunadamente, su vida se derrumba una vez más cuando escucha que sus padres murieron en un accidente de avión. Un mes después del incidente, decide abandonar el juego y volver al mundo real. Pero justo antes de eso, como despedida final, Rhode quiere luchar contra el jefe más poderoso del juego con los integrantes de su hermandad. Al final lo derrota, pero a expensas de la vida de su avatar. Rhode sonríe mientras su personaje se disipa en un rayo de luz. Pero en lugar de revivir sobre la plataforma habitual... 
—¿Q-Qué…?
Rhode se incorporó y miró fijamente el techo desconocido. Y así, un jugador que había estado creando leyendas en el juego por tres eras, desapareció como si nada…


Roy was in a hurry, prodding his steeds to pull the cart faster.  He had just finished selling the Rine-beats at the Bryerstone market and was on his way to meet his family at their cottage.  It was a very special day.  It was his son's tenth birthday.  As he turned the bend near McAlister's Wash, he had to come to a sudden stop.  A large black carriage was blocking the road.  From it, a large man in a full cloak, with a sword drawn approached him.
"Roy O'Hara?"
Roy steadied the beasts with the reins in one hand and reached into his coat pocket for his stone with the other.
"I am," Roy replied.
"Her Majesty would like a word with you," the man said, then stepped to one side to give Roy a straight path to walk.
Roy was curious.  So with his hand still on his stone, but concealed, he stepped off his wagon and walked up to the carriage.  The door opened.
"Please do come in Roy," the woman's voice said.
Roy climbed in to find Queen Alison sitting on the front facing side, dressed in dark, nondescript clothing.  
"Please forgive the subterfuge, but my trip today concerns matters of prophecy, and as such, I need to move as quietly as possible. 
"I understand," Roy said taking the seat across from her.
"Do you understand, Commander?" Her face was like a schoolmarm seeking truth over compliance.
Roy smiled, "Well, not fully, but I have learned to follow your lead in these matters."
"Very good," with a gratified smile and she said as she pulled a clay cylinder out from a compartment next to her seat.  "I must share something with you Comm...Roy, and I would ask you to accept what I have to say as true knowing that I do not have a rational explanation for the statement.  Can you do that?"
Roy nodded and listened.
Alison examined the cylinder and shook her head as though she was still in disbelief.  "There is a vault that is kept in the castle.  It is protected with an entrance that can only be opened by members of our family and only those with the gift of the stones.  Once a year, on this day, I am tasked with visiting the room, taking a visual inventory of each item and to be prepared to deliver the message to the appropriate person at the appropriate time.  It has been the Queen's duty for over five hundred years.  Since I've taken the throne, there has only been one item in the vault that was due to be discharged in my lifetime.  A clay and silver cylinder that said 'To be given to the Commander on the day of darkness.'  The day the stones go dark is one of our most feared prophecies as it indicated that all paths would be dark and would be a time of pain and death.  A time that the Commander would be the only one who might have a chance to save us.  The fact that the outcome was so uncertain made it the most frightening."
"Has that time come?" Roy asked.
She gave a slight shrug, and a shake of her head, "No... and I don't believe that it ever will.  On this morning I found the cylinder, just as I always have covered in the dust of years, yet the instructions engraved on it had changed.  Before I did anything, I rushed to my archive and found the original scroll of the Day the Stones Go Dark, but it was gone.  In its place was a blank sheet of parchment.  It was the very same scroll as I know every tear and stain on it, but it was as if the words on it had never been written.  All of the other scrolls were intact, but this one had changed.  So I returned to the vault, retrieved it and followed what it says."  She handed it to Roy who looked at the words.
To be given to the son of the Commander on the 10th anniversary of his birth.
"What?" Roy looked back at the Queen.  "Are you trying to tell me that my son got a birthday present from a woman who lived 500 years ago?"
"It was originally a message for you.  They are rarely messages of good fortune.  Normally I would not refuse to carry out my duties directly, but I have never been asked to involve a child.  So I give it to you and trust you to judge if the message is appropriate for him to know now."
Roy looked at it and back at the Queen.  Taking a good grip on it, he hit it on the side of the carriage and broke off one of the silver tips.  Inside was a parchment and a small stone.
"Oh my," the Queen said.  
"What?"
"That is a healing stone.  It was said that Queen Deoiridh had one of the most powerful healing stones ever found.  This was before the Boto Stone was discovered.  It was made up of two white crystals.  One day she had it split into two, but never explained why.  One was passed down through the generations.  That is one of the stones Katreena has now.  The other was never found after the Queen's death, and she never told anyone what she did with it.  Now we know, she meant for your son to have it."
Roy smiled, "I rather like the idea of my son being destined to be a healer rather than a warrior."
"You do not know if that is what it means," she said.
"Yes, but if it were something related to killing or violence, I would be more concerned."  Roy looked at the parchment that was still rolled and sealed with wax.  "I may not like the way this Queen Deoiridh delivers her messages in such a cryptic manner, but she has always had the greater good at heart.  If I don't like what she has to say and choose not to tell Timothy about it, I might prevent him from helping someone in the future, or worse, let him get into a bad situation that he could avoid."
"That is the burden of the prophecies."
Roy sat back and thought about all of his experiences with the stones and the prophecies.  It was a stone that showed him the faces of his children long before they were even conceived that inspired him to return to New Terra and that showed him warnings of futures challenges that he still didn't fully understand.  It was also a fact that he knew his children would be called upon to use their gifts to fulfill prophecies that would come to pass long after he was gone.  "The original message was for me, but something had changed, and now it's for him.  So, I will follow her wishes and deliver it intact; God help me."
The Queen opened the carriage door and said, "May the Lord be with you."

~~~

It was late afternoon when Roy arrived at the cottage.  The girls were playing at the stream, Timothy was climbing a tree, and Katreena was tending the garden.
"Ho there!  Are there children infesting my land?" Roy called out as he walked up the path."
"Daddy!  Daddy!" the little girls yelled as they ran toward him for a hug.  
Katreena stood, dusted off her gardening apron that was protecting her dress and strolled up to her husband for a hug and kiss.
"What took you so long?" she asked as they came together and kissed.
"Oh, well, a number of things, but I'm here now."
Katreena looked around for Timothy and saw him in the tree.  "Timothy, you're climbing too high.  Please come down."
"I'll get him," Roy said.  "Okay Son, tell you what.  Climb out on that limb and jump.  I'll catch you."
"Roy, no," Katreena protested.
"It's alright; I've got him.  Go ahead Son," Roy said.
Timothy grinned and jumped off the ten-foot-high branch and into his father's arms.  Roy threw the boy over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and carried him into the cottage followed by Katreena and the girls, Timothy laughing and protesting the entire way, "No Father.  Put me down Father, Put me down."
Roy put his son down and pulled a wrapped gift out of his coat pocket.
"Can I open it now?" the excited boy asked.
"Yes," Roy answered.
Timothy untied the ribbon and removed the cloth that was around it to reveal a small wood flute that Roy had carved out by hand.  
"Thank you," Timothy exclaimed as he let the wrapping fall to the floor and immediately tried to play the instrument.
Roy stood and stepped back to Katreena.  "I also ran into your Aunt."
"Oh," Katreena said somewhat surprised, "How is she?"
"She is well.  She gave me this to give to Timothy," he said pulling the sealed scroll out of his pocket.
"How wonderful of her to think of him on this day," she said taking the scroll.  "Timothy, come here.  I have a message here from your Great Aunt." She sat in her chair and put her Son on her lap.  "Wasn't that nice of her to send you a note.  Let's see what it says."
"Katreena," Roy said with a serious tone.  "Look at the seal."
Katreena rolled the scroll over to the seal to see that it was not her Aunt's, but that of Queen Deoiridh. "Roy, what is this?"
"A message for our Son."
Her hands started to shake as she pulled the wax away and unrolled the parchment.  It was written in the old tongue, so Katreena had to read it aloud to them.  "My Dearest Timothy," it began.  Katreena paused as she shivered at the 500-year-old words directed to her son by name.  "You have the bravery of your father and the wisdom of your mother.  The path you are on will diverge many times on your journey and will have many challenges, but follow your parent's wisdom, stay true to your heart, and you will always come to know the love of Joy."
Katreena looked up at Roy, just as confused as he was.  
"That's it?" Roy asked.
"That is all that is written," Katreena said.
"It doesn't sound so bad.  No gloom and doom.  No life-threatening task that must be done."
"She would not have gone through the trouble of leaving a message sealed and guarded for five hundred years if it didn't have a significance."
"So what do we do?" Roy asked.
Katreena held her son tight and said, "We read this message every year on this day until the time comes that it means something more."
Roy reached into his pocket where the healing stone was.  At that moment he decided that he would hold onto it until the time came that he knew why his Son was to have the power.  

~~~

The Captain of the Kings guard entered King Aradorn's study with a message in hand.
"Yes, Tanguy, what is it?"
"Your Highness, a squire has just arrived with an urgent message for you.  A fleet of ships has landed at the seaside village of Onapur."
"Sky ships?" the King asked.
"No, Your Highness.  They are water ships, and they are carrying people.  Human people from a land across the sea."
"Other humans?"
"Yes, Your Highness.  They wish to meet with the Leaders of our land.  Their caravan is heading this way."
Aradorn remembered reading something in the book of King's prophecies about a dark day when an evil would invade from a land across the sea.  He opened the book and found the page, but the prophecy had changed.  Instead, it said, 'A vast empire from across the sea, with a shared history to our eleven kingdoms, will one day reach across the uncrossable waters on a quest for contact.  They have been promised an open and peaceful alliance by the son of the twelfth king.  See that it is so done.'     
"Twelfth King?" Aradorn muttered to himself.  
"Your Highness?"
Aradorn looked at his man and said, "Prepare my steed and a dozen of your best men.  Tell them to dress appropriately for a formal reception.  We shall meet them on the road and escort them to the Kingdom." 
"Yes, Your Highness."  Tanguy left the study to carry out his King's request.
Aradorn turned back several pages to find the one that had not changed.  It was the prophecy of the twelfth King.  The day will come that the eleven kingdoms will fall through sins of lies and greed and only the warrior from the old world will be able to unite the people under the flag of a new twelfth kingdom and ascend the throne as the king of the new world.  
How can that be?  He thought to himself.  He had long interpreted the prophecy as meaning Roy would be the Twelfth King, but with his son only being a child he began to doubt his conclusions. 
~~~
Thousands of light years away, on a world known as Earth, a storm rolled over the city of Denver Colorado.  Lightning and thunder shook the windows of the little house in the neighborhood by Bear Lake.  The little eight-year-old girl with long golden curls slept in her warm bed, tossing and turning, her dream full of noise and running.  A nearby flash of lightning and a loud clap of thunder jolted her out of her nightmare.  She opened her bright blue eyes, gasping as if she had been running for her life and then whispered a name.... "Timothy."

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Book Three

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Matthew O. Duncan is part of the resurgence of Old School Sci-fi.  His books are a mix of Military Sci-fi, Fantasy, Romance, and Mystery weaved together with non-stop action.  Matt started his writing career as a playwright. He won a number of awards and had his plays produced on local stages.  He put his pen down in the late ’90s but picked it up again in 2011.

O’Hara never wanted to be a hero. He was a combat pilot only because his skills made him the best and Earth needed men like him to fight the enemy amongst the stars. Living a life a service and duty, alone in a cockpit suited him well, but fate had other plans for him. Shot down over an alien planet he was saved by a beautiful and mysterious woman named Katreena. He soon learns that the world is populated by people who seemed to have been lost by time and controlled by stones that the people believe to be divine magic. Wanting only to return to his fleet, he discovers that he has more than a passing connection with the world’s people, a love that resurrects a heart long thought dead and a decisive battle to the war that followed him.

De acuerdo con la práctica habitual, la recepción de mensajeros de otros reinos debe realizarse en el Salón del Domo del Cielo. Sin embargo, solo recientemente se eliminaron los escombros del techo derrumbado y aún está muy lejos de la restauración.
Mientras Timothy pensaba en esto, su resentimiento contra Roland crecía.
—Tráelos a mi estudio —ordenó Timothy. Después de una breve vacilación, decidió recibirlos en el palacio de todos modos. Sin importar qué, sería grosero recibir mensajeros en el sótano.
No tenía ni idea de por qué el Reino del Amanecer enviaría mensajeros al Reino de Castillogris en este momento, especialmente sin notificación previa. Si hubiera sido uno de los otros dos reinos, sin duda, sería una solicitud de ayuda, ya sea para alimentos o materiales para resistir el frío del invierno. Había un dicho entre la nobleza de que las personas que hacían contacto en verano eran amigas, mientras que las que lo hacían en invierno eran enemigas. Se mantuvo cierto entre todos los reinos, a excepción del Reino del Amanecer. Aunque su territorio era pequeño, no le faltaban materiales y, de hecho, vendía una gran cantidad de alimentos y telas al Reino de Castillogris cada año a cambio de perfumes y cristales.
Timothy negó discretamente con la cabeza. Tenía muchas cosas que atender y, por lo tanto, tenía la intención de despedir a los mensajeros lo antes posible.
Cuando regresó a su estudio, vio que los dos miembros de la delegación emisaria habían estado esperando durante mucho tiempo con la compañía de Sir Bullet. Al ver a su majestad entrar en la habitación, se levantaron y se inclinaron.
—Al honorable rey del Reino de Castillogris, Wimbledon IV, el rey del Reino del Amanecer le envía sus saludos.
—Llévenle mis saludos también —Timothy asintió con desdén. —Tomen asiento.
Se dio cuenta de que la pareja de mensajeros, que se componía de un hombre y una mujer, era muy joven y se parecía bastante. La insignia de la familia en sus cofres era un cetro de asta, y si no se acordaba mal, esto significaba que provenían de la ilustre Familia de Luoxi del Reino del Amanecer.
¿Qué es exactamente lo que piensa Mia IV? ¿Por qué envió a estos jóvenes? Timothy se sintió bastante curioso. Los nobles de esta edad eran típicamente altaneros y arrogantes, y eran muy diferentes de los nobles mayores que luchaban por cada pequeño beneficio en la mesa de negociaciones.
—¿Ambos son miembros de la Familia Zulu? —preguntó Timothy señalando sus pechos —. Una vez conocí brevemente al duque Luoxi.
—En efecto, su alteza —El joven sonrió. —Soy Otto Luoxi. Esta es mi hermana menor, Belinda Luoxi.
Son hasta hermanos. Timothy arqueó las cejas. Si ese es el caso, no tengo que andar por ahí con ellos.
—Actualmente es el período de la masacre de los Meses de los Demonios. ¿Por qué el rey del Reino del Amanecer te envió aquí? — Timothy tomó la iniciativa y preguntó. —Supongo que no le faltan ni algodón ni ropa, ni trigo ni pan. Y, por supuesto, incluso si se encontraba con un desastre, la ayuda que puedo proporcionar es muy limitada; deben saber que el Real Decreto sobre la selección del príncipe coronado ha dejado mi reino en un caos. Muchos lugares se han paralizado, y el hecho de ayudar a los refugiados ha hecho que el Ayuntamiento se haga más delgado. Es muy difícil para mí sacar más suministros.
—Con respecto a esto, expreso mi más profundo pesar —dijo Otto y sintió su pecho —. Sin embargo, Mia IV no nos envió aquí para solicitar ayuda, sino para responder a una amenaza aún más peligrosa.
Sus palabras sobresaltaron a Timoteo.
—¿Qué amenaza?
—La iglesia, su alteza —respondió Belinda —. En la actualidad, el ejército de la Iglesia se ha apoderado del Reino de Siempreinvierno y del Reino de Corazón de Lobo, y un gran número de refugiados se han sumido en el Reino del Amanecer. Según la información que trajeron los refugiados, los métodos de la iglesia son abominables y constituyen una grave violación de la ley y las reglas de compromiso acordadas entre la nobleza. Los que resisten son ahorcados o exiliados, mientras que solo los nobles que aceptan cambiar su lealtad pueden vivir.
—Este método pretende eliminar completamente a la clase noble y poner a los territorios bajo el control total de la iglesia —dijo Otto en un tono bastante pesado —. Mia IV cree que el Reino de Corazón de Lobo no será su último objetivo. Dada la situación crítica en la que se encuentran nuestros reinos, es probable que la iglesia traiga las llamas de la guerra a nuestras tierras el próximo año. Nuestro rey espera que podamos trabajar juntos y luchar contra la iglesia.
—¿Estás seguro de que Ciudad Corazón de Lobo ya ha sido capturada?—preguntó. Después de escuchar de la otra parte, Timothy comenzó a fruncir el ceño.
—Mil veces seguro, su alteza —los dos mensajeros asintieron al unísono.
Timothy se había enterado de la guerra agresiva de la iglesia, pero no esperaba que fuera capaz de apoderarse de dos grandes reinos en tan poco tiempo. Si los mensajeros no estaban mintiendo, la fuerza mostrada por la iglesia era un poco demasiado aterradora.
Ciertamente, era mejor verificar este asunto con el Ministro de Inteligencia.
La llegada temprana de la nieve durante los Meses de los Demonios había obstaculizado la ruta de su caravana, por lo que no había recibido mensajes del Reino de Corazón de Lobo durante mucho tiempo.
Después de un largo silencio, Timothy preguntó:
—¿Cuál es el plan específico?
Otto se humedeció los labios y sacó un mapa debajo de su brazo. Extendiendo el mapa frente a Timoteo, dijo:
—Si la iglesia sale de Ciudad Santa y ataca al Reino del Amanecer o al Reino de Castillogris, entonces el otro reino debería dirigir un ejército hacia el norte e invadir la Ciudad Santa de Hermes. Si lo hace, suprimirá la ofensiva de la iglesia y dividirá sus tropas.
—¿Es este un acuerdo ofensivo-defensivo?
—En efecto, su alteza —respondió Otto —. No importa que el punto de partida sea Cresta Brisafría del Reino de Castillogris, o Condado Norte del Reino del Amanecer, será posible llegar a la Ciudad Santa de Hermes en una semana. Mientras nuestras fuerzas principales estén estacionadas en estos en dos lugares, la iglesia podrá decidir retirarse sabiamente: será una bendición para ambos reinos si podemos evitar que ocurra esta guerra.
Si ese es el caso, debería olvidarme de comprar pastillas de la iglesia. Timothy pensó en silencio. Pero sin ellos, ¿cómo se supone que debo expulsar a Roland Wimbledon de la región occidental?
Timoteo entendió que había que tomar precauciones contra la iglesia. Pero sintió que era mejor comprar primero las píldoras que necesitaba y unificar todo el Reino de Castillogris antes de llegar a un acuerdo con el Reino del Amanecer.
—Este es un asunto de gran importancia. Necesitaré consultar con mis ministros antes de decidir. Los dos pueden quedarse en el palacio mientras esperan mi decisión.
—Claro, su alteza.
—Hay otra cosa que me gustaría preguntar. ¿Cuánto saben acerca de la situación en el Reino de Siempreinvierno y el Reino de Corazón de Lobo? ¿Toda la información provino de los refugiados, de boca en boca?
—Hay algunos informes de espías, pero no muchos... Cuando la iglesia sitió Castillo Diente Roto y Ciudad Corazón de Lobo, también selló las carreteras circundantes. Es por eso que no sabemos mucho sobre el progreso de la batalla —respondió Otto —. Según los refugiados, la iglesia usó una aterradora arma de asedio que demolió las paredes de Corazón de Lobo en solo un día.
Probablemente fue un arma de nieve en polvo, que posiblemente fue revelada desde el costado de García.
Timothy hizo un gesto con las manos.
—No estoy interesado en esto. ¿Has oído alguna noticia sobre la flota Velanegra o sobre García Wimbledon?
—Este...— Los dos mensajeros intercambiaron miradas antes de que Belinda dijera con cautela —: Escuchamos que cuando García huía de Ciudad del Rey junto con el Rey de Corazón de Lobo, fue alcanzada por las flechas de la iglesia y pereció.
—¿García estaba con el rey de Corazón de lobo? —El corazón de Timothy dio un vuelco. —¿Su cuerpo fue encontrado?
—No que estemos al tanto. A juzgar por la publicidad de la iglesia después del sitio, así como por la falta de noticias del Reino de Corazón de Lobo, es muy poco probable que hayan logrado escapar.
—De verdad... —Timothy exhaló y se sintió un poco aliviado. Aunque hubo un poco de arrepentimiento, esta fue una de las pocas buenas noticias que había escuchado desde que llegó el invierno, y esperaba que los mensajeros tuvieran razón. —Está bien entonces, pueden ir a descansar.
Cuando los mensajeros se despidieron, una sonrisa comenzó a formarse en su rostro. ¿Escuchaste eso, Roland Wimbledon? Este es el tipo de caída en la que, como otro insurgente, terminarás también.


Chen Yan viaja a través del tiempo, sólo para convertirse finalmente en un príncipe honorable en la Edad Media de Europa. Sin embargo, ese mundo no era tan simple como él pensaba. Abundaban las brujas con poderes mágicos, y guerras temibles entre iglesias y reinos se extendían por toda la tierra.
Roland, un príncipe considerado como incompetente hasta por su propio padre, y asignado al peor feudo, pasa su tiempo desarrollando una ciudad pobre y atrasada para volverla una ciudad moderna y fuerte, mientras lucha contra sus hermanos por el trono y el control absoluto sobre el reino. Únete a Roland mientras se hace amigo y aliado con brujas y, a través de la lucha e incluso la agricultura, hace retroceder a los invasores del reino del mal. 

"Son you can't have her calling you baby all the time anymore. Aren't you a man?"

In truth, Nile, who was now the daunting and unparalleled Marshal of the entire galaxy at age 30 was just feeling envious of his only son who was already four years old. His wife rarely called him anything so endearing outside of the bed yet his son was born with everything he ever wanted!

Nile's face was solemn as he faced the similarly white-haired boy sitting in the sofa across from him. Icy blue eyes met with the same exact tint of blue as both father and son spoke as if conversing about an important business deal that was worth over a billion dollars of investment.

He totally did not disregard that he always called Alex his "baby." Those were two different things after all, and Timothy, said four-year-old, was distracted from being called a man for the first time by his dad so he forgot that his mommy was always called "baby" by his dad, too.

Timothy looked to be in deep thought for a few seconds, then determinedly stared back into his dad's solemn eyes, "You're right. I am a man."

Then he confidently strode out of the living room with his green dinosaur onesie that squeaked with every step to go talk to his mommy about how he's not a little kid anymore, while Nile was feeling smug over the fact that he just successfully swindled his own son.

But he couldn't stay smug for very long.

"Come here, my little darling! Let mommy hug you!" Alex, who had been relegated into a full-time mom after giving birth to Timothy, held out her arms for her adorable little boy to run into the very next morning after everyone finished the savory breakfast that Nile had fixed up.

With little thumps, the chubby mini-Nile was in her arms in less than a minute as the full-sized Nile pouted at the side on his seat at the dinner table, alone.

"Baby," he almost cried, "What about me?"

Alex, who was cleaning off the residue from the corners of Timothy's cute lips with a soft handkerchief rolled her eyes before helplessly asking, "You're right, what about you?"

She already guessed from the previous night when her little baby ran to her to talk about how he was a grown man and not a little kid anymore that it was due to Nile's enticement. Because of him, she had to have a long heart to heart with her little Timmy discussing about what else she could possibly call him.

In the end, she tried many little terms of endearment like honey, dear, sweetie, and even love, but none of them seemed to feel right.

Faced with the big man's puppy dog eyes, Alex sighed in resignation since she had to admit that over the years, Nile had treated her like a priceless treasure and he was a great father, too, as it couldn't have possibly been more obvious how much Timothy looked up to him.

Furthermore, she did promise to love him this lifetime and even thought she didn't know how to, she tried.

The only way she knew was to serve him well in bed and to go along with some of his wishes.

Nile was already aware that his wife really was clueless when it came to love so he didn't really have any real hopes for her to actually fall in love with him so soon, but he was already content with the fact that she was trying for him.

Since she sighed, Nile knew that she already caved in, so he was waiting eagerly for her term of endearment dedicated solely to himself from this point on!

Alex held out her free arm while her other continued to wipe off the smudges of butter from her little Timmy's mouth, "Come here, you devil."

That was what she called him in her head from the beginning anyway, so it wouldn't hurt to just out with it.

Nile's face immediately brightened and donned an exaggerated smile as he jumped out of his seat faster than the speed of light and pounced on the beckoning Alex, knocking both mother and son onto the soft carpeted floor in an overbearing hug. His weight could have smashed them both, but he held himself up so that he was only partially leaning against them.

"You--!" Alex reflexively cushioned Timmy as they fell over, but it turned out that she really didn't have to as Nile's strong and thick arms were already enough to keep both her and their son from contacting the ground too harshly.

And since he was between the two, he snuck in a passionate kiss, eliciting a controlled moan from his little fox underneath him.

Timothy couldn't see as he was pinned down to the ground by his dad's heavy arm but he heard his mommy's small gasps, so he worriedly ask, "Mommy, did you hurt yourself when we fell? Are you okay?"

The little guy struggled under Nile's annoying force of an arm in agitation but the only response he received were more gasps and heavy breathing. As Timmy's movements got more frantic, Nile only tightened his hold on the poor boy.

Stupid dad! Don't you care about mommy at all!

Only after a good three minutes elapsed was Nile satisfied enough to loosen his arm around his bothersome son's body. His other hand was still shamelessly kneading the soft mound on his wife's chest though.

Thankfully, to Timmy, it only seemed as if his dad had fallen and ended up squeezing his mommy's boobs on the way on accident.

It was always that way, after all.

"Are you happy now?" Alex exhaled softly, her misty eyes glaring up at her shameless husband who was still fondling her breast despite their son being right there!

"Yes, baby," Nile hoarsely voiced out as he lowered his head to lick her swollen lips, "I'm your exclusive devil."

To which Alex just rolled her eyes, but she didn't know that the heat in her cheeks meant that she was blushing. She'd never felt that way before, so she couldn't even guess how she looked externally at that moment. It's not like she was staring into a mirror, after all.

When he saw her blushing for the first time ever, Nile groaned in frustration that he couldn't just take her right then and there because of his son's presence. That was the first time in all of their lifetimes that his wife had actually blushed!!! It was so, seductive! And worst of all was that he was already controlling himself so well during their kiss but that single expression from his wife was enough to drive him crazy!

Nile had been so sexually frustrated ever since his son turned two. Timmy always slept in between them on their bed and never wanted to stay in his own room, so Nile couldn't have his way with his wife every night like the old days. Only occasionally when the little guy was in a deep sleep could he and Alex freely roll around in the sheets, which were only on the weekends when he didn't have school the next day so he stayed up late until he fell asleep on his own.

They were proper parents, believe it or not, as they really found the kid super endearing.

Well, at least, Alex was a good parent. Nile had other plans for his son who had a lot of potential. He cared very little for the guy's innocence and tried to reason with Alex that it was early sex-ed--the earlier the boy was taught, the better. That way, no mistakes could happen, and he could be prepared for his own future wife.

So, while Alex had forbidden Nile from ruining Timmy's sleep at night, that didn't stop the shameless devil from seducing her during the day. Sometimes, the kid would come home from school to be met with a scene that couldn't be described in the kitchen, laundry room, living room, or even the bathroom, but because he was taught well by his dad the boy would politely and quietly close the door and walk away, acting as if he was never there. But truthfully, what his dad really taught him was to "engrave the short scenes he was able to catch into his memory so that he could one day do that to his own wife and be as great of a man as himself."

Quoted by Nile Betelgeuse. Father of the century.

Alex was unaware of these lessons going on behind her back.

After all, it was one of the rare secrets that his dad was willing to share with him, so Timmy really treasured it.

And there was no way in hell Nile would invoke his fox's ire upon himself by spilling the beans that their son already knew a thing or two. Or four. Or a lot more.

It was hard thinking that they'd have to leave the kid one day, but rather than mope around they decided to just give him the best life that they could before then.

And that's what they did until the very end. Unfortunately, Timmy never did find someone that could catch his eye throughout their entire lives, and even if he did it was a mission world, and they never would get to see grandchildren unless it was another host--but that was impossible because Nile had gotten rid of them years ago. They didn't care for grandchildren, though, and really only wanted Timothy to be happy in every other aspect.

Also, he was half alien, not that it changed anything as the only thing notably different was that he was immune to the acidic properties of the alien blood and he had abnormal strength and speed (but that could have also been due to his godly dad, too). His blood was normal, though.

Actually, regarding their identity as hosts, the two of them had told the boy when he was old enough, so that he wouldn't have to worry about never seeing them again even when they died and left him alone.

That's why, when Nile and Alex were on their deathbed in each other's arms, although Timothy was extremely sad to see them go, he knew they would see each other again in the next world--and hopefully soon because he didn't want to be alone for too long. And frankly, even one second was too long as both of them gradually stopped breathing and their bodies started to grow colder and colder.

Even though he was already physically a grown man, Timothy couldn't stop his tears from falling as he called out with a heartbreaking voice that cracked, lying in between his parent's bodies with both of their hands held tightly in his own, "Dad... Mommy..."

Every 1000 years, systems are released into the world to find the perfect hosts to compete for the top spot on the Void World's Leaderboard. The prize for first place is to have one wish of any kind granted no matter what it may be!

World-class businesswoman Tian Xi was having a pleasant nosebleed-inducing dream...until she suddenly died of blood loss! 

[Ding! Binding complete. Host, I am your system, 001! Let's aim for the top, yo!]

A once-in-a-millennia genius man, Gu Yuan, had grown bored of Earth. With a cold affirmative grunt, he bound his soul to his system, 000.

Pushing and pulling, the power couple breezes their way to the top of the leaderboard!

(A/N: I have taken the liberty to cut out the R18 scenes for this book on here. For the uncensored version, you can just go to my Wattpad. But generally, the story can be read without them.)

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"Try not to become a man of success but rather try to become a man of value."

---Albert Einstein

"Ma'am upo ka po muna dito, baka naman po inaayos na nila Mang Bert ang elevator." Hahawakan ko sana yong niya pero nakakahiya naman. Boss ko pa rin 'yan.

"O-kay, thank you." She was about to sit beside me when she suddenly slip on the floor.

"Next time ma'am mag iingat po kayo. Delikado po ang mga ganitong bagay. Mabuti rin po na nasalo kita." I catch her bago pa siya bumagsak sa sahig.

Tumango lamang ito, alam kung hindi siya komportable na may kasamang ibang tao lalo't na, lalaki ako.

Ilang oras na ang nakalipas at ng biglang bumukas ang elevator, nakatulog na kasi si ma'am. She asleep easily.

"Ma'am pwede na po tayong lumabas." 

Inalalayan ko lang siya palabas at bumalik sa kanyang opisina. Hindi na siguro matutuloy ang lakad namin.

Mr. Timothy thank you. Madali lang talaga akong makatulog. So pwede ka ng umuwi. Pasensya na kanina sa elevator.

Namamalik mata lang ba ako? I saw her in that red face. She is blushing.

"Do you need something else?" She ask me.

"No,nothing ma'am. Gusto ko lang po mag pasalamat na pinayagan mo po akong mag leave."

"It's okay. You can go now."

I immediately leave her office at may importante pa akong gagawin. I will make someone suffer!

*****

Habang paalis si Timothy sa office parang pamilyar siya sakin. I mean parang nakita ko na ang ganyang likod, likod na pang model. Likod pa lang gwapo na.

What the fudge is wrong with me. It's just my imagination. Yes, it is. 

Ginawa ko na ang lahat ng tatapusin dito sa office ng sa ganoon eh maka pagpahinga muna ako sandali.

I was about to call my dad when. My phone rang and I answer it without looking the caller.

"Hello Mlaire, how are you?" Oh My Holly it's Shelley!

"Bakit ngayon ka lang tumawag? I miss you so much Shell." Me while reading some random papers.

"I'm so sorry ,medyo naging busy kasi sa pag asikaso kay mama." Good girl, I said in a little voice.

"It's okay. By the way Shell kindly tell Tita that I miss her too and please tell take care of her self."

"I will. How are you Mlaire? The new secretary?" I can feel that she's worry about Timothy.

"I'm good. My new secretary, his good also and I found out that his family is a broken one. That's why his working right now in my company. How about you?" 

"I'm fine. About your secretary, wala ka bang nararamdamang kakaiba? I mean, are you really sure that Timothy is a poor person? Wala ka bang napapansin sa kanya?"

"Seriously Shell? I'm sure na wala siyang ibang gagawin aside from being my secretary. Stop being suspicious Shell. Okay? And why is that na si Timothy ang pinag uusapan natin?" Ano na naman kaya ang nakain ng isang to. Maybe she likes Timothy?

"Nothing, it's just that I can feel that something will happen soon. Just take care of your self, and don't trust anyone." I can feel something too. Shell is really my Best Drama friend. 

"Okay, Okay. You're not busy ha?" I'm just kidding anyway.

"Actually, I'm busy. Talagang tinawagan lang kita because I want to ask you something important." Nakaka intense na naman tong si Shell.

"Do you know Mr. Wilton?" She asked me.

"No, I don't know him. Why?" I'm curious too.

"Well, you should know him. First- He has a son but I don't know yet the name. Second- He is wealth, powerful and a successful businessman.Third- His son is now living there in the Philippines, I don't know the exact location. Fourth-His son will destroy you're company, I heard it in the news and Fifth- His son will make you suffer."

Those information are not new to me. But why it is that they like ruining the company of other business man or woman. They must working, for able to get the success that they are aiming to. 

"Are you sure about that Shell? I'm gonna destroy them too." Let's the battle begin. I whispered it.

"Yes Mlaire. I will call you again, don't think too much of what I've said earlier. Keep your self safe. Bye."

I bid a goodbye to Shell, and start searching that man-Mr. Wilton and about his son.

Mr. Andie Wilton, he is 49 years old. His son's name is Andrew Wilton and he is 26 years old. Mr. Wilton was married with Mrs. Helen Francisco. He is one of the most successful business man around the world. His son is the new CEO of Wilton's Incorporation.

After that, I search also his son- Andrew Wilton.

Andrew Wilton, 26 years old. Son of the most successful businessman around the world. Now he is also the Executive and the CEO of Wilton's Incorporation. He known as "NGSB" No Girlfriend Since Break with his 4 years relationship with Ms. Mac Alexia Gabriel. 

I will call Anton to investigate about this persons. I reach my phone from my bag and I dialled Anton. 

"Hello Anton, are you busy?" I yawn, I'm sleepy again.

"Not really, why Mlaire?"

"I want you to investigate, Mr. Andrew Wilton. ASAP, I need the information as soon as possible." This is reality and I need to face it. 

"Sure, tomorrow lunch." He said.

"Thank You Anton. You're the only person that I can lean on about this thing." 

"Your always welcome Mlaire." And I hunged up.

I checked the time first, and it's 3 pm already. Too early to go home that's why I read all the report of each department. If something bad happen but thankfully there's nothing problem about the money, client and other investors even our projects.

I'm reading the contract when someone knock on the door. 

"Come in."

Good afternoon ma'am, someone is looking for you. He said, he is your friend." It's Jinah- my temporary assistant. I gave her a go signal to let my friend enter in my office.

A man entered my office. 

"Jinah you can go now." Then she left us.

"Mirkho? Is that you? Take a sit." I was shocked, he is one of my friend back then but he migrated in Japan.

"Yes, only me Mirkho Alcantes. How are you Mlaire? You look beautiful today." Is he insulting me or what? I think I'm haggard right now because of those things.

"Bolero ka talaga. I'm good, but here I am stuck with this things." I raise one piece of paper and I fake a laugh.

"You're so workaholic, let's go outside. Let's have a friend date if you're not busy anyway." He said with that serious look. 

I was taken a back, I'm not yet oriented that his back and now he invited me on a date. Correction, Friend Date.

I don't know the answer. 

"Silence means yes." And the next thing I know hinila na niya ako palabas. 

"Just wait Mirkho, my ba-." He cut me off.

"It's here. Come on Mlaire." He said while holding my left hand.

And we headed to the restaurant.

Anong gagawin ng isang mayamang babae kung matuklasan niyang niloloko siya ng taong sobrang importante sa buhay niya? 

Is she can forgive that person? Paano kung ang taong ito ang siyang nakatadhana para sa kanya, handa ba siyang magpatawad at mag mahal ulit? 


She's the CEO of their company, pero hindi man lang niya napansin na may nakapasok na palang kontrabida sa kompanya niya. 

Tanga ba siya sa paningin ninyo o sadyang nagtiwala lang siya ng lubusan kaya hindi niya napansin ang taong ito? 




Ano nga ba ang gagawin niya?





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