The Celestial Librarian, The Head Of the Celestial library was an almost omnipotent in the field of techniques, methods, and more due to reading every single book in the heavenly library.

During his breakthrough to Divinity he failed but procured an artifact to reincarnate.

Now he attempts to reach the realm of Divinity once More

When Lucid had agreed to shoot the ad for the public library, the institute's chairman had promised to get him something he wished for. Although the children's personal activities had to be agreed upon by the teachers in charge of them, the ad had to be presented in a way that appeared to be of Lucid's own volition, in order to avoid any legal troubles later on. As such, the chairman wished to give him something of equal value to the pay Lucid would have received as a model, and Lucid had asked for books. This turned into a bit of a headache for the chairman and the director of administration, since they couldn't quite decide how many books to buy to even things out. That's when the public library had proposed a rather clever idea: working together to improve the city's welfare, just in time for the autumn exhibition. In this case, "working together" simply meant building a library within the institute, which would then be presented as a part of the city's efforts in bettering their community. The institute had jumped on this opportunity, and plans were made to vacate an area on the first floor, next to the administrative office. And just like that, right before the beginning of winter break, the institute library was opened, filled with roughly three thousand books suited for all ages, from kindergarten to high school.

For Lucid, it was much, much better than getting the couple of books he had originally intended. Ever since the library was made available two days ago, he had rushed to get there right after dinner and stayed until bedtime. Still, as with most libraries, the majority of the books only dealt with basic sciences and literatures, which he could borrow from the school library anyway, rather than the more advanced academic papers Lucid wished to read. Though this was a rather huge disappointment, he still decided to read the other books available to him. After all, it couldn't hurt to learn about different fields. With this newfound determination, he looked forward to his evening reading time every day.

Being so excited over the new facility, Lucid didn't notice the two figures watching him from down the hall. The director of administration turned to the teacher standing next to him.

"Has he ever mentioned his parents or his previous institute at all?" he asked.
"No, never."
"Hmm. That might become a problem."

Having personally taken care of Lucid's documents for his enrollment in elementary school, the director knew better than anyone that there was nothing wrong with him, at least on paper. With the library ad and the TV program having both been released to the public, it was good that no one had shown up at the institute claiming to be his parents. However, the director also knew that it was only a matter of time before problems arose. For example, there was something brewing at this very moment that could get the institute into quite the legal trouble, should his parents actually decide to show up. Even if the child were to be adopted into another family, they would still face legal issues if the biological parents claimed him.

"We have some people coming in next week to meet him. You should tell him."
"Of course, I understand." the teacher nodded.

And still, Lucid paid the two no mind, smiling to himself as he learned about Newton and the law of universal gravity.

****

On the first weekend since the start of winter break, the institute found itself housing quite a few visitors, which wasn't unusual given the time of the year. As always, there were high school and university student volunteers, but with Christmas awakening everyone's humanitarianism, many others had sought out the institute as a way to help the community. The institute was quite the popular volunteering spot for those who didn't know any better, as they imagined themselves happily playing around with the children, but in reality, volunteers most often helped with the upkeep of the building itself. For example, they had to help clean the hallways or the atrium, wipe down all the windows, pull out weeds, wash curtains or blankets, or even repair broken chairs. In short, their main priority was cleaning, with repairs being the second priority.

As for the children, they spend their time running and playing around in the courtyard, which, unbeknownst to many of the volunteers, was something they enjoyed during very much. People easily thought of the children as just pitiful, lonely orphans in need of care and love, but they couldn't be more wrong. The children adjusted to their living situation just well enough and even went out to meet their friends. Sometimes, they would befriend the volunteers that came most often, but they were wary of newcomers and actually avoided them, choosing to play amongst themselves instead. Even the younger children (too young to play in the courtyard) preferred to play amongst themselves, rather than have older volunteers look after them.

"Over here!"
"Got it!"

Lucid, playing as the goalkeeper, kicked the ball with his right foot, and the children watched in awe as the ball shot through the field, much farther than expected from how softly he had kicked it. With his continued practice, Lucid had finally gotten the hang of it. He simply kicked the ball, without applying any magic, so that enough force would be exerted upon it. Right as the ball separated from his foot, that was when he would cast his magic, resulting in the ball flying out with reduced drag, thus conserving all the energy from his foot. Then, a couple of seconds later, the magic would vanish, just as he intended, allowing the air to slow the ball down once again. At this point, the ball would begin its downward trajectory, landing near the opposite goalpost. The children had been amazed at this at first, but now that they were used to it, they ran like crazy whenever Lucid kicked the ball.

As the children rushed to the other side of the field, Lucid spent some time thinking to himself. That's when a voice rang out from behind him.

"Aren't you cold?"

When Lucid turned around, he was faced with a familiar face, though he couldn't exactly recall why it was familiar.

"No, I'm fine." he answered curtly.

The other goalie was wearing a thick sweater, since goalkeepers didn't run around the field and were bound to get cold. However, Lucid was wearing a T-shirt, just like all the other kids running around. He had no need for thick outer clothing, since he was continuously casting magic (he had to renew it every so often, since it didn't last long) to warm himself in the cold weather. Plus, he didn't want a jacket or a sweater to dull his movements.

"Have we met before?" the familiar person asked again. "I feel like I've seen you before."

How could he know? She could have seen him on the library ad, or on that TV show.

"Maybe you've come here before." That was also an option.
"Oh, yeah. Maybe."

The girl looked up at the sky, trying hard to remember. It was a beautiful sky, so clear and blue without a cloud in sight.

"I remember!" she said at last. "I saw you last year, I think. That's how I know you."

The girl, Jiwon, had finally recalled their meeting long ago.

"I asked you for your name, remember? But you didn't tell me. Wow, you haven't changed a bit! Still as dashing as ever, I see." She caught herself on that last bit and cleared her throat awkwardly, chiding herself for not thinking before speaking. "A-Anyway, are you still not going to tell me? Your name, I mean. Oh, do you know my name? I'm Jiwon. Jiwon Yang. Like the singer."

When Lucid told her his name, Jiwon burst out laughing.

"What's up with that? It... It suits you really well!" she managed to say between giggles. It didn't sound sincere at all, which didn't bother Lucid. He simply made up his mind to ask the chairman why he had chosen the name he had.

"Do you like soccer?" Jiwon asked, pointing to the courtyard. "You don't look like you're having fun."
"I do. I just don't feel like playing right now. I'm only here because I had no other choice."
"What do you mean?"
"They're cleaning the library."

Indeed, four volunteers were turning the new library upside down and inside out, cleaning out every nook and cranny. The chairman had grumbled (in passing) something about reading spaces needing to be spotless, but the volunteers had taken his words to heart and were now hellbent on actually turning it spotless.

"You really like reading, don't you? What kind of books do you read?"
"Stop him!!" Cheol-yong cried out.

Lucid had been watching the game all throughout his conversation with Jiwon and was already prepared to receive the ball without needing prompting. With a loud thump, the ball flew towards him. Right at him, actually, which made it all too easy to block, especially with Lucid's hidden trick. When it reached about two paces in front of him, the ball lost considerable speed, and by the time it reached Lucid's hands, he was able to catch it with barely any effort. Looking up, he saw Myeong-su frantically waving his hands at him.

"Wow, you're pretty good," Jiwon remarked, clapping her hands. Lucid was growing rather bored of this conversation, if it could even be called that. How could this line of questioning be called a proper conversation?

"Excuse me." He said at last. "Aren't you busy?"
"Not really. Why?"
"Most volunteers have a lot of work on their hands and they don't usually stand around to talk to us."
"I think talking to you is also pretty important work, though."
"Why would talking to me, or rather us, be work?" Lucid asked, turning around to face her directly.
"What?"

Lucid's sudden change in mood caught Jiwon by surprise. He wasn't glaring at her, nor was he angry with her. He was just looking at her, expressionless, and that scared her. She had just been thinking that he was better looking than most celebrities, but now, he reminded her more of the Mouth of Truth, looking into her soul and demanding answers. But she couldn't bring herself to speak, and when he saw that she wouldn't provide an answer to his question, Lucid turned around again. Knowing that she couldn't talk to him again, Jiwon fidgeted a bit before going back inside.

Lucid watched as the other kids ran around the courtyard. Up until now, he hadn't really thought of himself as being on the same boat as them. Myeong-su was a good friend, yes, but that was all. They had no shared life experiences. However, other people thought of them as the same, and this realization only now hit him. There was only one reason for this perception: they were both orphans. Still, Lucid didn't think he was. Sure, his father had passed away, but his mother was alive and well. She was just gone, for now. Along with his brother. This is why he didn't think of himself as an orphan. He had a family. He just had to find them again. And yet...

"What am I doing here?"

He now understood that if he continued to delay, he would really end up like the other children, orphaned forever, and this chilled him to the bone. Though his magic was still actively warming him, he began to shiver uncontrollably.


<Clash (7)> End.

A boy who was living an ordinary life in another world suddenly came to the present world.

Social systems, way of life and morals... They have all changed.

How will the boy try to survive?

What kind of life will the boy live?

You would think that such a mind-blowing revelation would change a person.
 
You would be wrong.
 
Alana woke in a cold sweat in the same decrepit apartment she had fallen asleep in. It changed nothing. She refused to let it change anything. A shaky hand brushed away the dark locks plastered to her forehead. She had answers, but they would not affect her situation in life. It was, however, depressing to know she had a sad mockery of immortality to look forward to at the end of the line and a darker still companion awaiting her return. She drew herself up and shoved the clammy blankets from her form. There would be no more sleep for her this night.
 
1983 November
 
The once-forgotten sense of wrongness had returned tenfold, and with it, the increased irritation of her peers. Alana drew the violin bow over its strings smoothly to end her rendition of F. Kreisler's Praeludium et Allegro. A smattering of polite applause was heard and the jingle of a handful of coins hitting one another before the crowd dispersed. She split the money swiftly into thirds and handed a portion to the homeless man who had claimed her current busking spot a few years back. It was the equivalent of paying the landlord and had quickly become a routine for her. The man scowled at her and shooed the girl along as soon as he had his money. She would be back in a few days of course.
 
Alana picked her way through the crowds with quiet agility and a violin case in hand. She had enough to cover the month's bill if her mother pulled through with her job at the grocery store. The chances were rather slim, but a girl could hope. Her sharp eyes searched the streets before she ducked through a short alleyway. These areas were as familiar to her as the stale apartment back home, so she held little fear.
 
A prickling on the back of her neck and she ducked out of the alley. It was not the first time she had been watched after playing with such intensity. Unfortunately, the perpetrator was more slippery than an eel and just as difficult to catch. The girl spun and made her way home with haste.
 
Aunt Linda was out as usual at this time of the day, and she quickly took the woman's rubbish outside to the bins before entering her own door. The smell of vomit and faeces assaulted her nostrils. The young girl flicked her gaze around the room with little reaction. It seemed her mother had forgotten to clean in the week she had stayed at Jake's house. Unsurprising but no less disappointing. Alana swept past the grime and decay with practised ease to enter her room and place her violin down. Her bed was a layer of library books and dust lit by the setting sun. A few unread novels lounged temptingly on a nearby chair. She was more than happy to indulge in her pastime, even at the cost of trauma at the hands of a paperback. Settling down on the floor, she leaned back against the bed with a short sigh. Despite the apartment's state, it was still home to her.
 
Her thoughts travelled to her wrist and the triskelion that lay dormant there. Her theories regarding its use had been proven correct. She had gained an eidetic memory, her very own mind palace. Even Sherlock would be envious of her newfound gift. Alana folded her legs on the musty carpet and fell into an easy meditative trance lulled by the pull of her mark.
 
She had long since established that her mind was a strange place. Inside was a library much smaller than the sanctuary but no less mesmerising. Warm, thick carpets covered walnut wood floors while the walls were either aesthetically panelled or dominated by large bookshelves. In the seating area, a large orrery rotated, its planets suspended over a circular fountain where the worlds tree might have sat. Although the tree was absent, Alana knew its roots remained deep within the waters hiding those precious memories of her first life. All the shelves except one were filled with empty books waiting anxiously to be filled with knowledge. She had crafted the place by hand over the last month as the triskelion had continued to throb in its incomplete state. Each delicate touch had woven her soul into the place until she knew each detail and crevice as intimately as her own essence. Yet it still took her breath away to see it.
 
Chemistry, history, political science, philosophy, mathematics, French. Hell, she had even tossed a book on Yoga on the shelf. Organising the seemingly random assortment of knowledge was a work in progress, but she had eventually achieved some semblance of order. In all honesty, organising was more difficult than understanding the subject itself. This was mostly because the library recorded experiences more easily than thoughts and made no distinction between the subjects of either. She really had to make the process more autonomous. She had fantasised the creation of a servant to do the job but had yet to learn how to accomplish such feats and doubted if it was even possible. For now, she was resigned to doing it in person.
 
1983 November
 
It was mid-November when Alana noticed a change in her mind. As with all story developments, the Saturday began perfectly normally with Alana's closed fist meeting Jake's face in a particularly vicious strike.
 
"When the hell did you get so strong!" Alana's closest and only friend wailed pathetically as his legs were swept out from underneath him. Said girl only smiled innocently at her fallen comrade and mentally patted herself on the back. Her library had proven itself an exploitable resource when it came to memorising and applying karate techniques. The practice relied heavily on muscle memory and experience after all, and it was easy to distinguish the physical activity from her reading.
 
"It's nice to see you and 'la floor' getting along so well, Jake." Alana smiled as Jake bared his teeth menacingly from the padded mats. She sat reclined on top of him with the lazy smile of a cat that got the cream.
 
"Alright. I think that's enough for the day, Alana. My son looks like he's about to bite your head off, so we'll carry on tomorrow." Mr Matthews sent his son a pitying glance as he led Alana out to the front door. With her back turned, Jake mouthed 'Kill her' with puppy dog eyes to the older male. His father only smirked at his son's suffering.
 
Alana shot the house one last wistful look after exiting the building before she headed to the library. She had started to get a headache with Jake's whining anyway.
 
The public library was marvellous, especially considering the state of most public facilities. Alana couldn't stop the grin forming at the sight of the large antique doors which had inspired the ones in her own mind space. She picked her way towards the physics section with unspoken familiarity and searched for anything interesting. She had always hated physics as Alexis, and she still held the same disdain for the way it was taught. There was, however, one branch of it that she had always found captivating and that was atomic science. This world was a fair bit behind in quantum mechanics, but the seeds of knowledge had already been planted by Einstein. She finally found a decent book and pulled it from the confines of the shelf: Statistical Physics and the Atomic Theory of Matter: From Boyle and Newton to Landau and Onsager. Jackpot! Alana fist-pumped the air in triumph and gripped the book in both hands tightly. It was at that glorious moment that her triskelion decided to flare up painfully forcing her to drop the book with a thud. Ding!
 
Notification: New Creation in Mindscape!
Species: Library System
Would you like to name your creation?
YES or NO
 
"Ahhhh?! I've been possessed!" Alana screamed before slamming a hand over her open mouth. Eyes wide, she quickly abandoned the book and darted into the library toilets, quietly praying no one saw her shout. 'How embarrassing,' she winced. You'd have thought nothing strange had ever occurred to her with that reaction. Her embarrassment was short-lived, however, as she soon focused on the next-level-strangeness of a blue notification window appearing in her immediate vision. She hoped it wasn't some physical manifestation of a mental illness that had decided to invade her head. With that final heartfelt plea, she pressed the YES button, and her body slumped against the wall.
 
Alana's mindscape greeted her, and she heaved a sigh of relief at the lack of extraterrestrial life. Ding!
 
Notification: New Creation in Mindscape!
Species: Library System
What would you like to name your creation?
 
Golden orbs flicked to the notification and paused there. No keyboard was in sight.
"Capricorn," She said curiously. Ding!
 
New Creation: Capricorn
Species: Library System
Level: 0
Created as a byproduct of mental growth and loneliness, Capricorn is a library system formed from the magic core of its creator. Capricorn is capable of filtering basic experiences and knowledge at its creator's discretion.
 
Alana's eyes widened a fraction before a glint of annoyance flashed across her eyes.
 
"Oi! Who are you calling lonely?!" She grumbled before reading the rest of the notification. Of particular interest was the mentioning of a certain MAGIC CORE. Her analysis was cut short by a soft whirring sound, and she turned to come face to lens with a floating spherical droid.
 
"Hi?"
"..."
'Well, this is awkward.' Alana waved a hand in front of the thing and watched the lens shutter open and closed.
"..."
"So, do I have to program you or something?" She asked. No reply. 'Fantastic. It's mute and looks like a freaky AI.'
 
The silver machine floated its way to the bookshelf and emitted a soft red light which seemed to scan the shelf's contents. She frowned unsurely before deciding to let it be. She had more pressing matters like Magic Cores to attend to and whatever it was doing hadn't killed her yet. Based on what she had seen so far, her mind seemed to be changing because of this magic core or perhaps the other way around. She was not sure, but she did know those notification panels were eerily familiar. It was as if she had seen them somewhere before and not just in computer games either.
 
"Menu," she intoned. No response.
"Inventory." Maybe not. She turned her gaze to the droid.
"Observe." Aaannnddd… nothing. Well, that was disappointing. Ding!
 
Notification: Level up!
Library System: Capricorn is now level 1 and capable of quicker processing of 600 words per hour.
 
Alana blanched. Wasn't this just way too slow? The average reading speed was 200 words per minute. With a sigh, she tried several more orders before resigning herself to her fate. Ding!
 
Notification: Level up!
Library System: Capricorn is now level 2 and capable of quicker processing of 700 words per hour.
 
Alana gave the machine a disdainful look. 'Hopefully, this thing works even while I sleep; otherwise, this will take forever.'

With a gift bringing hope, comfort and relief, it was only fitting that Gaia bestow a curse of equal measure. A child to reap what it could not. A child born of death's greed and life's carelessness. Fate was rewritten then with the dignified scrawl of an unknown deity. Screaming and kicking at the divine injustice of it all, a new life was born into the world. Out of the frenzied passions of a drunkard and a drug addict from the shadowed back streets of London came Alana Hales. Out of the tattered folds of deaths cloak came the worn soul of one Alexis Crevan. 

I don't own Harry Potter, The Gamer, the Labyrinth, or any of their characters. If I did, I would be rich.

Ahoy...

Firstly, your captain would like to apologise. This isn't a regular weekly post. It's an announcement about some changes in my life that would cause me to break my promise of regular updates. If you're interested in finding out why then continue reading. If not, don't waste your time. Life is too short to be spent doing the things you don't like.

In a way, this is a Human Observation Entry and in a way... it isn't. Seeing that the subject of the entry is myself, I doubt many of you would be interested.

Long story short, I didn't think a sudden test that my parents signed me up for would turn my life upside down. Prince Charming and Ghost Boy are also currently being tasked to make one of the most difficult decisions in their lives. We went through the same series of pop quizzes and were the only ones from our class who 'qualified' for an opportunity of a lifetime.

For Prince Charming, this wasn't completely unexpected. She knew she was smart after all. For Ghost Boy, it was a surprise not for him but more for the people around him. Not even his parents believed that their child was capable of such feats. Casper's folks were simple and humble people so they struggled a little with reality.

My parents didn't say or react much when I passed the letter of invitation to them. It was rather anticlimactic because I was expecting extreme reactions like tears or rejection. My mother read the letter and told me to pass it to my dad. My father read the letter and told me to decide for myself. The letter was then shredded and the topic was never spoken about again.

By now, you must be at the edge of your seat wondering about the contents of this seemingly harmless letter. Of course, most of you would know by now that there are many types of humans. However, for simplicity, we will only classify them into two categories - the common folks and the geniuses. I identify with the latter after taking the surprise pop quiz also known as the Mensa test and scored a whopping 156. Who knows what that number meant but according to the examiner who handed me the letter, that number will increase with time.

That letter indicates that should my parents permit it, I will be removed from the normal curriculum and placed in a special program for the 'gifted' generation. According to the lady who passed me the letter, I will attend school as per normal but not study the same things as the normal ten-year-olds. I will not study at all should I choose not to and the school will source for experts to teach me whatever I wish to learn.

Sounds like a good deal, right? Unfortunately, things aren't always as straightforward as they appear. I wish this was all it required from me - a consent. Sadly, there is something called the fine print that covers most of the details about how I should act, speak and appear. Apparently being the representation of gifted in my institution meant that I was required to appear more frequently in public to give talks.

Now, you know the kind of trash I am. I hole myself in the library with Ninjas and talk to myself. I keep lame blogs in the form of online journals and don't conform to the norms. Your captain is a rebel through and through. There's no arguing about this so becoming something like a model student is going to be very difficult. If I accept this letter of invitation, Pirate S. would be no more!

I come with a burdened mind to share this with the hundred or so people who've become a regular to this shitty pet project. What do you think? Should I accept the offer or reject it and continue to live as I do.

If there is one thing I know for sure, it's that there will be no returning to how everything was before. My classmates... they know that I'm not regular. They won't ever see me with the same thoughts again. My low-profile cover has been blown and it's obvious with how I was given special treatment even when I have not accepted the offer. Ninja 1 and 2 were considerably more polite and distant with me when they spoke. They no longer recommended books they found interesting and started pushing books they thought a person like me should be reading.

Due to the stress of events lately, I've been feeling a strange pressure in my chest. I have not checked myself into the infirmary because it doesn't hurt but Prince Charming advised me to do so with a concerned expression. I guess the bright side of how things unfolded was that I now can count Prince Charming and Ghost Boy as my very first friends. They were the only ones apart from my parents who didn't treat me differently and the consistency is comforting in turbulent times.

I'm not sure if I should and could continue with this journal of observing humans as my experiments and plans have been foiled by the unforeseen typhoon. It's heart-wrenching to see all my hard work amount to nothing. Humans are such fickle creatures who change the beat that they march to at the drop of a hat depending on who's blowing the tune. It's upsetting to see that loyalty means nothing to a vast majority of the ones who exist on this planet. Still, what can I say?

It's only human to fear and protect themselves from perceived danger. I don't blame them at all but I can understand how the class derivations came about.

I'm disappointed, truly so. If only time could undo itself and give me a second chance to rewrite all my answers... sadly, not even the greatest scientist managed to discover a way to undo time.

Until someone finds a way to reverse time, I guess I'll just have to look for signs.

This is your captain, let's hope that this wouldn't be fair winds forever. Que sera sera, I shall go where the winds shall take me.

Pirate S.

At age 10, Scarlet Liu Xiu Wen was tested with a Mensa IQ of 156.

By age 12, she was publishing books with the pen name Permanent Frost. By age 14, she was a successful vocalist-composer in the band called Britannia. By age 16 Scarlet had a successful career as a model and actress going by the stage name of Liu Xiu Wen.

However, there was a secret that the world didn't know. Away from the limelight, Scarlet took on yet another persona online as Pirate S - the eccentric half-genius. Everyone who lurked in the forums knew her name. Known for her unusual takes on life and mostly popularly for her "Human Observation Diary" blog, Scarlet enjoys the nerd life in secret.

Human Observation Diary has always kept to a very standard format but one day, a reader pointed out that the blog has recently been differing from its usual format. Intrigued by the trigger, Scarlet investigates her latest human observation - an online NEET by the name of Jedd77.

From further interactions, Scarlet finds herself helplessly drawn to him. As their friendship develops into something more, Scarlet has to make a choice.

To give up her secrecy and allow Jedd77 to be a part of her life? Or continue the game of cat and mouse even after the face reveal.

***

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[Do you guys know how hard Wu Yan works? Do you understand him?]
[Let's think about it. Why would a 25-year-old mathematics PhD steal someone else's academic achievements? In public? What, only one person can solve proofs?]
[What does a conference record even do? Hilarious, some white guy signs it, and it becomes evidence? I've never been to Princeton, but I did watch the video from beginning to end. It looks completely different than the show!]
[Youngest presenter, only a $10,000 USD prize. So little.]
[Wu fans, hold on! Justice will win!]
When Lu Zhou saw the comments on Weibo, he felt a million emotions.
If he was just a no-name person…
If he was just an ordinary university student…
If he had not received evidence from the academic conference…
If those things were true, then even fewer people would believe him.
He thought about the 2014 academic scandal, the "Academic Goddess" Xiao Baofang incident. A Nobel prize level fraud, which ended in the supervisor's suicide.
Fortunately, Lu Zhou was not alone in this fight.
So much so that he did not even have to fight himself.
When Lu Zhou saw the comments on his Weibo post, he was not angry at all.
In fact…
He wanted to laugh.
"Who cares about these blind haters." 
Lu Zhou kept reading the comments. When he saw a few people supporting him, he liked their comments.
He did not care about those "Wu stans". Instead, he called Luo Wenxuan who was in Princeton.
The timing of the conference record was perfect.
He had to thank him.
…
The news that Director Zhang talked about was from Everyone Daily.
This time, Everyone Daily published an article about the trending topic.
[Entertainment shows should have basic morals.]
The article used harsh language to criticize the Strongest Genius Student TV show. It said that the show was fooling the audience, and breaking the law.
As soon as the article came out, all of the other major media outlets re-posted the article, which sent it on trending.
The comment section of Everyone Daily blew up.
[F*ck me, I really thought that Wu Yan proved the conjecture. Are all celebrities like this?]
[What a douchebag.]
[Why do people even like this guy? He's just a PhD student. There are millions of PhD students!]
[I can't believe it, Wu Yan fooled us.]
[Is he going to get in trouble for this?]
[I hope he does! (fist) (fist)]
[I'm curious about Lu Zhou. He was on Huaguo Youth Daily last time, and now, he's on Everyone Daily. He's quite influential…]
 […]
With the Everyone Daily article, those who were still skeptical about the whole incident changed their mind.
No matter how hard the Wu fans tried to argue, they had no chance against the giant media article.
Fewer and fewer people were on Wu Yan's side.
When people went to find Wu Yan's Weibo account, they were surprised to see the account banned.
Before Wu Yan was banned, he posted one last time.
[I, Wu Yan, would never plagiarize. I have five million fans, do I really need to plagiarize? I was only inspired. You guys are accusing a scientist…]
Even now, he would not admit his mistakes.
His desire to survive was strong.
Unfortunately, his desire to survive was used in the wrong place.
No one sympathized him.
As a young adult, he had to pay for his wrongdoing.
…
After the incident, the discussion quickly heated up amongst major universities.
Almost all of the major media were reporting on this incident.
At the campus of the University of Yan, a guy and a girl were walking side by side to the library when suddenly, a reporter chased them from behind.
"Hello, please wait… Are you Wei Wen?"
Wei Wen stopped walking and looked at the reporter.
"Yeah, why?"
"Here's the thing. Our TV station is doing a campus interview program. What do you think about the recent dispute between Lu Zhou and Wu Yan on Weibo?"
Wei Wen pushed his glasses and said, "You want to ask what I think?"
The reporter smiled and said, "Let's talk about Lu Zhou first. I heard you met him in a national competition. What do you think about him?"
Wei Wen thought for a moment before he answered, "A respectable opponent."
In reality, Lu Zhou was so far ahead of Wei Wen that he could not even call him an opponent.
Of course, Wei Wen obviously could not say that.
In his dictionary, there was no such thing as giving up.
He was about to leave.
"Wait a second."
Wei Wen turned around and looked at the reporter.
"Anything else?"
The reporter asked, "What about Wu Yan? You've won the gold medal in the IMO International Olympic Mathematical Competition. Do you think Wu Yan is a respectable opponent?"
Wei Wen frowned and said, "Wu Yan? He's weak."
The reporter was stunned.
Wei Wen walked away from the reporter.
"Cui Jing, let's go."
"Okay."
The girl name Cui Jing nodded and walked next to him.
The reporter was left behind.


After suffering from a heat stroke while working under the scorching heat of summer, Lu Zhou, a hardworking but poor university student, somehow becomes the owner of an advanced technological system. With the cheat given by the system, his university life changes overnight. 
  
A Master's degree? Easy. 
  
PhD? Not a problem.   
  
From a nobody, he quickly becomes a huge celebrity in the world of science. With the missions given by the system, he is on his way to winning a Nobel Prize.   

"System, can points be exchanged for money?"
  
"No."
  
"F**k, what use are you then!?"
  
"This system will make you the ultimate scholar, the kind that lords over all of humanity. What use will money be to you?"

A little girl with long black hair wearing a white dress and a mask could be seen casually walking on the streets as she entered a public library on a small town.

She decided to read all the things she wanted to learn about, especially everything about Monster, Humans, Dungeons, Systems and Magic.

There, she spent the whole week reading and reading, even the Librarian admired her dedication to learn but was also worried since the girl haven't been sleeping or eating for a week.

Well she wasn't really shocked since higher level humans doesn't need to actually sleep since the energy they get from the surroundings called Mana can sustain their need for energy. Of course, she doesn't know what level Iziul was at but assumed she was already above a few levels of 20 since she can keep on reading books for the whole week.

But this binge reading did not stop even for a single moment. Day after day, night after night, the little girl would only stand up when she would need to get a new set of books to read.

The librarian and janitors commended her efforts for studying but was also deeply worried since she was binge reading books for three weeks already! A month!

So, for the 2nd week they have been providing her snacks and pillows that the girl would politely decline.

Well, they did try to persuade her to eat something or sleep but they never saw her look exhausted nor hungry since she would always wear a serious face when reading and her complexion doesn't change at all even after a whole week without eating.

So at the end, they'd let her be.



...

Three weeks ago.

Iziul decided to visit a public library to see if she could get something useful out of reading the books of this universe.

Since the 'Dungeons and Systems' were already existing in this universe for centuries already, libraries are bound to have books related to these topics.


And she was right, the library was filled with it. There were three sections inside the public library:

Menial, History and Class related books.

She first decided to check the menial section and saw books about simple knowledge about farming, cooking or whatever stuffs, Humans usually do. She then decided to check the History section and found out quite a few myths from Earth of her universe that actually existed in this universe, like dragons and phoenixes 

By the time she checked the Class related books, specifically magic, she got a notification from the system.

...

[User has now the knowledge of Mana]

[User is now able to gather Mana]

[Status: Mana, added]

...

With thag being said, Iziul then dove and drowned herself to the myriad of books about magic and spell and immediately after, she got another notification that she was hoping for to come.

...

[User had gained knowledge about weaving spells, User is now able to create Slightly Magical Byts...]

...

That's right! The Warlock babies are now on the options, well their are still 'Slightly', still! They are still Warlock Babies! Iziul thought as she got carried away.

'Sometimes I'm starting to act like a kid or anything... hmm... I'm an adult now... I'm... an... adult... nowww---wait, Oh, There are spells for Minf control??? Huehuehue...' Iziul consoled herself but was still carried away by the excitement of learning about magic.

She was always a fan of Super Heroes when she was a kid and her favorite 'super power' was Mind related magic.

This was due to the Dark Phoenix movie... her sadistic smile couldn't help but appear on her face behind the mask as she imagined herself disintegrating people's body parts, organs and cells by using her mind.


*COUGH COUGH


'Oops; I got carried away...'


The kind Librarian of the Public Library would often visit Iziul while carrying a plate of snacks and sometimes pillows. But Iziul declined those kind gestures since she doesn't need them at all.

This is the monster side of Iziul that stayed after her fusion. Since she is a Byte, a Virus variant to be specific, she doesn't need to eat since the 10,000 Geno Points she receive from the compromise of the system was already enough for her to last for 4 or 5 months without eating. Due to this as well made so that she doesn't need to sleep anymore.

Well, Iziul used that opportunity to interrogate her about recent news about dungeons, monsters and guilds that she just heard about to have a better picture of the whole thing.


And when the last book was finished, Iziul stood up from her sit and stretched a bit before placing the book back at its place.

Of course, Iziul also made sure to arrange the books neatly after she read them to somehow pay back to the public Library, the Librarian also saw how the books are properly arrange from A to Z, based on the title, so she decided to keep this book arrangement and payed Iziul for her effort.

Well, Iziul did not refuse this since she doesn't have any money for the meantime. 

After everything is done and she already have a better understanding of the situation of this umiverse, Iziul then left the building and walked towards a dungeon that was just right for her level.

Well she need to level up too and gain some geno points to move forward since a threat has come that made her feel powerless due to her tier and level, The War of Dungeons.

...

"How is the Pseudo-dungeon project?" the head of H.D.C. asked as his assistant who was sitting behind him as they rode a black limousine towards a hidden location.

"The researchers have been doing what they can to restore the missing hectar of land, they have also blocked the dungeon frequency to ensure that no monster can directly enter it through a portal and plant a node a it." She answered emotionlessly.

"Hmm..." He responded as the limousine arrived infront of the gate, a few seconds later, the gate opened as the limousine entered.

Walking out of the car, the Head of H.D.C gazed upon the abandoned greenhouse-like dome infrastructure, he then entered an elevator as the assistant swiped an ID card on slit on the elevator wall as they started to descend.

As the elevator door opened, they arrived at what seemed to be a research center, there, scientists ran were seen working hard on a project. 

On a big screen, they saw a stretch of land that had a forest of pine trees. 

Sitting on a chair, a man wearing a lab gown approached the head of the H.D.C. as he bowed his head before speaking.

"We already have a way to restore the missing piece but this would reset the Pseudo-dungeon back to its peak state." He said as he gulped, waiting for the respond anxiously.


"Hmm..." the head of H.D.C. breathed air as he turned to look at the head man of the research project.

"What was the purpose of this project again?" He asked.

"The Pseudo-dungeon project was made so that initial level warriors will have a good starting point before they can decide on their own classes." The head researcher responded.

"Hmm... And what should be the properties of the dungeon for that to happen?" The Head of H.D.C. same in return, coldy.

"W-Well, the Pseudo-dungeon should be at a weakened state so that the warriors who doesn't have battle experience yet can gain EXP at their initial points." the head researcher stuttered.

"Then what the F*cking hell are you doing?!?" The head of H.D.C. berated.

He then breathed air and decided to compromise since this project is a crucial piece for his plans.

"How about this... you reset the dungeon then bring it back again to its weakened state again. But, I'm only giving three months, after three months and there is no weakened psuedo-dungeon yet, expect your head hanged infront of the Light Church as your family will be vanished from the Human Defence Council protection system as your name will be branded as heretic. Got it?" He smirked grimly that caused the head researcher to shiver as he felt goosebumps on his neck.

"Yes sir." then the head researcher left.

The Head of H.D.C. then stood up and entered  the elevator again, along with his assistant.

"How is the search for the Human Anomaly?" He asked.

"The government are all trying their best, still all the girls they tested did not show any signs of being an anomaly, they also commercialized the news about this search while promising the family of the anomaly money and fame but still, the Anomaly haven't surfaced yet." she responded.

"Hmm... how is the Anomaly research doing?" he then asked.

"The Anomaly Research will be completed after three months. All the tests and simulations has been successful, they are only waiting for the development of the anomaly to finish." she responded.

"Hmm..."

How to defeat a horde of monsters?

Create an army!

How to do that?

BECOME A QUEEN!!

Set your colony, raise your army, attack monsters, eat their flesh, then evolve!

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Iziul was the youngest and the only female General of the Army of Earth year 2075 who attained the respectable rank of Five-Star.

Sadly, her high prestige was ended after being sent to her death trap by.

Waking up again, she was brought to another world quite different yet similar to Earth.

Trees were towering here as animals and insects that were seen small at earth became gigantic titans that wrecked havoc.

"Is that mothra?!?! godzilla?!?! wait! Why are they so big but... normal. Normal???

Holy Sh*t. They are not big! 

I'm just small!"

Join Iziul, as she transmigrated into a
Queen Bit and thread the path of evolution while building her army of children to conquer the world!

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Hope you guys enjoy it!

Bohr arrived at the dock on the Mesmer River at 2 a.m., carrying two large suitcases. He had sold everything of value in his house. His suitcase held all of his research results and equipment. In a sense, Bohr had nothing left to lose.
"Hey, Piquat, where's the ship you were talking about? I don't see anything."
A cold wind tore through the docks. It seemed strong enough to blow people away. Even with a thick jacket, Bohr felt frozen to his very bones, as the wind crept in through his collar and the gaps in his clothing.
Piquat quipped from Bohr's shoulder, "Relax, the ship will arrive right on time. It definitely will not be late. It's your fault for being so anxious and setting off so early."
Right then, Piquat seemed to have detected something. It lifted its head, "The ship has arrived."
Bohr whipped his head toward the river, glancing around anxiously. "It's here? Where is it? Why don't I see it?"
Piquat lowered its head and pecked at Bohr's collar. "Where are you looking? Look down."
Bohr shifted his gaze downward to discover a huge shadow within the surface of the river. Amid the reflection of the moon and stars, a black mass was slowly getting closer, like a giant sea monster rising out of the depths.
"My God, what is that?"
Bohr gaped, dumbfounded. His suitcases fell to the ground. Gradually, a huge seaboat floated to the surface and entered his field of vision. Its white, streamlined silhouette invoked a sense of indescribable beauty.
"Oh Goddess Maria above, this is a ship? I've never seen a ship that could appear from underwater. Also, why doesn't it sail? I don't even see any oars!" Bohr felt as if a new fantastical world was opening up before him.
Piquat immediately replied with a sense of pride. "This is a wizard's boat. Of course an ordinary person has never seen it. Stop dawdling, the wizard servants are here. Hurry onto the boat."
"Wizard servants?"
Bohr looked over to see two black-cloaked figures approaching on a small boat to pick them up. Bohr carefully placed his suitcases on the small boat, then turned to face the two cloaked figures. "Thank you, sorry for the trouble."
It was quite dark, and the hoods of the two figures were quite deep. Bohr didn't look too closely at the appearance of the two. As the small boat made its way toward the larger boat in the middle of the river, Bohr carefully inspected the boat he had never seen in his life. It was white on the outside, made of a material that he could not yet discern, though it seemed to be heavy and sturdy. Bohr suddenly noticed that there were two large eyes on the bow of the ship, staring at him.
"What?" Bohr was terrified. He had thought they were mere decorations and did not expect them to move, "Did you all just see that? The eyes of the ship just moved. The eyes moved!"
The servant, who was rowing at the front of the boat, turned back and replied with an eerie voice, "That ship was created through life alchemy, so of course its eyes can move."
Bohr felt a chill in his heart. Under the hood of the cloak was a face that seemed to be masked with armor. It's body seemed to be covered in a black shell. It was evident that the servant was not human. Bohr suddenly felt as though he had got onto the wrong boat. Was it too late to turn back?
Stupefied, he boarded the ship. He then entered the cabin under the command of the servant. The two servants pulled up the smaller boat and entered the cabin too. The SS Eternity sunk back into the depths. This was the last apprentice of the region, so the SS Eternity was returning to the ocean and heading to the land of the orcs.
Bohr followed the stairs down the cabin, behind the servants. The room inside was huge. The wizard servant gave him a basic introduction of the cabin while it led him downstairs.
"The first level includes the dining room, the conference room, the living room and the entertainment lounge. There are also some other apprentices within the other parts of the cabin. You can go interact with them later. The bar is right over here…"
The servant started doing its own work according to the introduction sequence it was programmed with. In Bohr's opinion, the wizard servant in front of him had an intelligence almost equal to humans. Although in actuality, it was only operating according to a program. If he had asked a question outside the database of the program, the servant would have ignored him.
"Wow, this ship is amazing!" Bohr felt that this trip was rather amazing.
"The library is this way. Within it are books on general knowledge, history of the continent, the biographies of famous figures, et cetera."
Bohr's eyes lit up as he entered the library. He rushed straight inside. There were many shelves, all of which were completely piled with books!
"I can read all of these books to my heart's desire?" Bohr was ecstatic. On Alen, books were extremely precious. The average household definitely couldn't afford any books. Some books could even be treated like precious heirlooms. A family that possessed a large collection of books would definitely be a noble family!
The servant nodded. "You can read and borrow these books as you like. But you are not allowed to take them with you when you get off the ship. Other than that, there shall be no fights or deliberate conflicts on the ship. All rulebreakers will be kicked off the ship!"
Bohr immediately nodded his head, "I'll definitely abide by the rules."
Bohr looked at the books in excitement. He couldn't wait to dive right in. Piquat gave him a look of disdain, "Look at how pathetic you are. The library inside the Tower is much bigger. The shelves extend far past what the eye can see. You would not be able to finish reading all the books there even if you spent a lifetime there!"
"Really? I sure look forward to reaching that place!"
Bohr walked in and immediately spotted a person sitting in a corner of the library. The person was reading by the weak light of a lamp. It was past midnight, and everyone should have been asleep by now, but this person was still reading.
"Hello, I am Bohr, the newest wizard apprentice from the kingdom of Gracchus!"
The person reading lifted her head and looked at Bohr, "Hello, I am Catherine from the Mara Kingdom!"
She was a beautiful young woman with blonde hair, and appeared to be a few years younger than Bohr. He blushed. "Pleasure to meet you. From now on, we're comrades!"
Catherine nodded, then went back to her book. Bohr followed the servant to the rooms on the next level. There was already another apprentice there, but they were asleep. Bohr was also extremely tired, so he went straight to bed after dropping his luggage. He took off his clothes and pulled up his blanket. The covers were warm and comfortable. Bohr quickly fell asleep.


By accident, Lu Zhiyu found the entrance to a low-dimensional world, and thus began a totally different journey!

Free to control everything in the low-dimensional game, Lu Zhiyu felt like a gamemaster, and even God.


After Qing told him about this Fu Yan immediately disconnected the internet and started to look at the system files but even after a long time, he was not able to specify the problem so he asked Qing to look for the problem and she pointed out that it was a problem in the system but hardware.
He then shifted his focus to the server and checked every component and a while later he found a chip embedded into with a RAM stick which would send data packets to GOD knows where and it was a very clever setup because it would only send data something else was being uploaded and it would be very small amount so it was very hard to monitor.
Fu Yan was very angry and he wanted to report the salesman to the cyber police but after thinking a bit he calmed down.
"That person was not this smart to pull this kind of s**t so it had to someone else. It can be the person who supplied the parts or the main service provider."
He calmed down and removed that RAM stick from the system and started to transfer the files again.
He again had to realize how convenient it was to have an AI to assist you because if it was only him he might not have found a problem with the system even after 5 years. After all, it was way too clever and he was not that smart to figure out the problem himself.
After thinking this he again realized how beneficial and dangerous this technology was for him.
Beneficial because he would be able to do things easily and dangerous because if someone else were to know about this, He might die because almost every tech known person would want to have it.
"I will need to install a security system in the house and make sure this secret stays here with me until I have the power to protect it even it became known to the world."
Fu Yan noted this down and proceeded with his work.
A day passed and he was finally finished with his work. Qing was finally transferred to the new system and working with full capacity.
Servers were running smoothly and he had to remove 2 more RAM sticks because they were also embedded with chips to transfer data.
"I will get them when I have money and power. If I voiced out to them now, I won't even know how I died so let's just keep doing my work and gain power."
"Qing how do you feel right now?. Is there any problem with the system or are you having any difficulties running?."
"Master I feel much faster now and there is no problem with the system. I have checked it carefully and no system file is suspicious."
"Ok! You are permitted to access all of the forums which are related to programming but you have to ask for permission form me before accessing them."
"Yes, Master!"
Just after he said that a huge list of forums appeared on the screen. Qing had already analyzed all forums and had presented a list to Fu Yan to ask for his permission.
After seeing this huge list, he thought.
"Such a huge list, Why not allow her to access all of them anyway. No no this is my duty because I created her and she is still a newborn child so I have to control her growth direction."
So he checked every forum and then excluded some which thought were not good for her growth and then allowed her to access the content.
"Qing you check the content of these forums but you are not allowed to do anything else than reading. You can post questions on them but ask me first before posting."
"Yes, Master!'
After giving instructions to Qing he looked at the book which he had got from the library and look at the title.
"A comprehensive guide to 3D games"
It was a book about how to create a 3D game and how to make it look good.
He started to read it and got fully immersed in it. He spent a whole day reading it and only got up to eat 2 times in between.
"This technology is very good, If I were to create a game based on this technology, it will revolutionize the gaming industry."
"Ok, let's experiment with it and see what it can do."
So he started to write the program as it was stated in the book. It looked simple in the book but when he started to write it, it took him a whole day to complete it.
After Spending a whole at it Fu Yan had high hopes for it so he ran the program and noticed that the game looked very realistic. 
The explosions and the way character moved did not look anything like computer-generated. It was more like a real-life video.
This again is something that can only be found in the Galactic Library.
"Well with this I can now start a company. It will be my first product and it will be fixed in people's minds and whenever anyone talks about 3D in the future, they will always remember my company in their mind."
"First I need to register the company and then personals to run it because I can't run a company alone and I also need to research future products and when I become a contracted employee of the library, I had to give time to the library too."
 Today is Friday and the talent market will open tomorrow so Let's go to the talent market to find suitable personal.

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Galactic Technological Library that is the access point for different races of the universe to exchange knowledge, choose an ordinary boy from the earth as its librarian.
How a boy with no ambition would use this chance given to him. He is given the right to access all kinds of technical knowledge which has yet to discover by the earth and interact with different races that come to the Library seeking knowledge.
Follow the adventures of Fu Yan while he uses this knowledge to become the strongest man on earth and travel the different worlds as a librarian to collect books.
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"You all should know the history of humanity and what lies above are the predators that toppled the apex that we humans were standing upon. I will teach you what I know and whether you want to learn it's up to you. I really don't care if you listen or not. Well you can call me Mr Wilson or instructor if you'd like, I hope we can have a constructive year." Wilson gave a smile.

The class started learning from the fundamentals, spirit particles.

"In front of you lies a simple light charm. If you are able to pour in your spirit particles it will simply light up. If you manage to light it you may take the rest of the class off till your next physical session." 

Free time was a luxury! Especially during the first few months of training, they all saw the schedule and it was packed like sardines. So just the mention of free time became a great motivator and everyone started trying to pour their spirit particles in.

Well all except one who did it without much effort. 

"Well done! Tell me was this your first time or did you learn prior?"

"I just learned it yesterday in the library." Rin answered honestly.

"Well seems like your prep work paid off. Go enjoy your free time." Wilson smiled and made a note next to Rin's record. 

Rin gave a small bow and walked straight to the library. He still had the list of books Sylvia recommended so he intended to learn as much as possible within the free time given.

At this time there weren't many people in the library but he did see Sylvia with her own pile of books. She had a look of focus and he initially did not want to disturb her but she somehow saw him and waved to him with a bright smile. 

"Hey Syl who's that young lad?" 

Her Friend that was seated beside her was genuinely curious. She never saw her so happy seeing a member of the opposite sex before. 

As Rin got closer he heard Sylvia reply.

"My Boyfriend is course! Isn't he cute." 

Rin inwardly rolled his eyes.

'Why is she still telling this 'boyfriend' thing to people who aren't her family. Wasn't it a family issue?' Rin's little Sister would kill him if she heard of this fake boyfriend news. Rin unconsciously shivered a little at the thought.

"What! Boyfriend!? When did you get one?" Her Friend was eyeing him from top to bottom, scrutinising every detail of the person who won Syl's good graces.

Sylvia merely gave a graceful smile while Rin said nothing and his face revealed nothing. 

Her friend pouted a little and started playing Detective.

"Seeing that he's here, he must have been allowed to leave class early. A talent."

"Are you complimenting yourself by complimenting him? We all know that if you are ahead of the class you can get out of class, but did you know he's only a first year who just came in yesterday Charlie?" Sylvia smiled with a hint of pride in her voice.

"Huh? Is that possible? I never heard of anyone being able to skip the first class."

"I don't know if it was done before in the past but for his generation and ours he's the first." 

Rin didn't want to participate in their farce anymore so he took out the other books and started reading and was soon in his own world. 

 Seeing that Rin wasn't listening anymore she whispered to Sylvia "What about your other pursuers? I'm sure they won't be happy about this." 

Sylvia shrugged. She really had no good feelings for her so called 'pursuers', they were cynical and vile with no redeeming features other than their so called background. 

After a few hours the usual shocking amount of books piled up, Rin's communicator reminded him about the time and he quickly rushed back to the classroom. Leaving a huge pile of books for Sylvia and Charlie to return.

Sylvia didn't mind but Charlie was flabbergasted. 

"Is that how a Boyfriend should act? He didn't even say goodbye and left this mess behind!"

"Now now, didn't you see his dazed look. Reading and understanding this much books and the physical training together would make him a little ditzy but that's also a cute part of him." Sylvia said with a sunny smile.

"Well your Boyfriend does seem very cute." Charlie agreed.

"He's mine, don't even think about it." Sylvia gave a smile that didn't seem like she was smiling.

Not knowing that someone overheard them talking, the person in question was shocked! One of the three beauties of the Academy had a Boyfriend! 

The news spread like wildfire but no one knew who the Boyfriend Charlie mentioned was! 

Meanwhile…..

The physical training continued and the suffering for the poor first years just began. 

The running continued, if four kilometres was for breakfast, it was six kilometres for lunch. The training didn't stop there, when their legs got tired their upper bodies would be trained. 

The program was designed not only to train a person to their fullest potential but to push the limits of both the physical and mental to their limits. 

Of course everyone had different limits so the program didn't expect all of them to have a certain amount of standard at the beginning, as long as they finished what they asked with visible effort they didn't care if the students were as fast as turtles. 

They did however always made comparisons and they used Rin the youngest there. 

If anyone claimed they couldn't do it anymore or they were worse than Rin in a physical activity the Instructors would go "you can't even compare to an eight year old?" Or "What gives you the right to stop when someone as young as Rin is toughing it out?"

In a dark world where humans no longer reign supreme, hiding like rats in underground cities to survive. A young boy named Rin decided to join the army to support his injured father who got hurt in the line of duty and his precious little sister. 

He was found to have spirit particles within his body, making him eligible in becoming a state Onmyouji. 

Watch him overcome trial after trial to try and protect the ones he loves and also to ensure his own survival.

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