The story of a Comic Book Collector who is brought to a world where he finds out that he is one of the special people who can earn experience and level up to become a superhero.

I was just sitting in  My desk  bored out of my mind when a holographic screen appeared causing  My eyes to appear  'wha-?"

"Bang!" 

"Wha-"
 I  looked to see a masked burglar with a gun in hand before everything went black 

i woke up in a purple void 

"Awe damn It I died didn't I ?" I said depressed 

*Ding
My eyes widen when I saw a holographic screen  with the words re-spawn Capitalized pulsing bright red.
Me doing what any other average person would do Raised My hand and slapped my self really hard 

A few seconds later I realized that this was not a dream I squealed the biggest squeal I ever Squealed before in my entire lifetime. then I tapped it.

"Re-spawn"  I pushed my hand through it only for it to faze through 

What the!? I repeated my action five times  only for the same results to occur

"What the hell is going on?" I said frustrate as to why Its not doing nothing  

Ding ding ding ding Suddenly  it blinked five four times along with making beeping noises before it disappeared 

"Hello!" a feminine voice said startling me "I am Gaia"

"Gaia?" I asked "you mean the goddess giaia"

"Thats the one!" Gaia replied cheerfully  "I am here to help, Are you aware of the ability called the gamer."
I nodded

"then theres no need for an explanation " she said  "Now choose which world you would like to be in, I will give you three wishes as well"   

My eyes widened  before it grew into a thoughtful look I snapped my fingers 

"okay I figured it out. I wish to be in the Naruto world, where My parents are alive and I have siblings and I want the powers of gogeta and Superman Comic book superman with out the magic weakness. I also want the ability to travel worlds  Is that alright with you?" 

"yes, But your powers and knowledge will be sealed until 5 years of age,"

"ok" I said 
 "Goodbye and  have fun Naruto Namikaze."

 And with that I vanished.


5 years later 

in his apartment  a redheaded whiskered boy was badly wounded andbleading out.

This was Naruto uzumaki namikaze Forgotton son of the fourth. He was forgotton because of a prophecy that jirayia informed to his parents  about.
 and since he had no chakra they thought it was his siblings Naruko and Natsumi Because they held two halfs of kurama.

 "This world is messed Up  I-gah!"

Additional Memories and knowledge of Gogeta, Goku and Vegeta came into his head once his 

he activated his xray vision and glanced around,  more specifically his room  he saw seals on and around the door  which made his eyes widen.
"They locked me in my room!?"

"He saw his parents and siblings eating happily like a true family Totally forgetting about him" his frown deepened 

"it seems like they've truly forgotten me! This is not the kushina and minato I know"  Very well I should denounce myself from this clan before they denounce me,  they do not deserve me, for now on I shall be known as "Naruto Xeno El"   After he said that he put two fingers on his forehead and vanished

Neglect fanfic 

harem Hell no-  I mean  who knows  if I feel like it I will do a harem if not oh well.

future world travel 

Godlike  Do whatever the hell he wants  mc 

haters gonna hate, End note  

Rookie authour logging in.
"Gamer different kind"

With the cash and watch in tow, the group drove off in their car.
Li Du kept the watch in little bug's black hole. He had the real deal, why would he wear
a fake? He could not bear to dump the imitation watch, but could not derive any
happiness from keeping it either.
They stayed another night in a hotel and the next day, they started their journey back to
Phoenix.　　
Amengda Mountain in South Africa had been purchased successfully, and Li Du was
free to go over to develop the area any time he wished.
However, Li Du wanted to let Carl arrange for the diamond inspection team to conduct
their checks first. He was not in a hurry to begin the development and was keener to get
an evaluation of Amengda first.
For now, he wanted to go and resolve the bet he had made at Harry Winston, Inc. He
had to obtain Carlston Fritz's shares!
Sophie had returned to the villa first, and the five little ones had set up their own base in
the spacious backyard. Each of them drew out their territory.
Little Flathead, Ah Meng, had the largest territory. The four little ones were unwilling to
provoke Ah Meng. The hounds were clever enough to notice the wariness of their four
bosses, and were even more cautious around the new family member.
The truck entered the villa's grounds, where Big Quinn's wife, Rosalind, was waiting for
him with their three children. Seeing their father, the children climbed onto Big Quinn
and hung onto him like monkeys.
It was a heart-warming moment: Godzilla brought his gifts over to Victoria, Brother Wolf
went to see his recovering daughter and Lu Guan was reunited with his Golden
Retriever.
Hans wanted to take the opportunity to leave as well, and said, "I miss my sister very
much. I want to visit her."
"No, the two of us have to organize these books," Li Du said firmly.
Hans instantly lost his enthusiasm and said lifelessly, "We have to do all that work?"
Li Du said, "What if there are valuables in this pile of books? We have to look carefully."
Big Ivan took the initiative to bring down the books from the car. Hearing Li Du's words,
he took out a comic book that had been preserved in pristine condition. He passed it
over to them and said, "That's right. Look, this book seems like it could be valuable."
With a smile, Hans took the book from Big Ivan. His eyes widened.
Hans held the book in one hand and his phone in another. Then, seeing that his mobile
connection was too slow, Hans yelled at Lu Guan, "Let go of your stupid dog and bring
me my laptop! Hurry!"
Li Du stepped over, took a look at the book and said, "Aren't you being too dramatic?"
The comic book looked like it had been around for some time. The red cover page had
turned dull. On the front cover, Spiderman carried a little boy and was about to swing off
a skyscraper. There were shadows of cars on the streets below him.
The top right corner of the comic book carried the numbers '1962', and the bottom left
corner was labelled '12 cents'. The word Marvel was neatly printed above Spiderman. It
was a Marvel book.
Hans said, "Dramatic? I am beside myself. This seems to be the first Spiderman comic
book from 1962. If it really is, this is very valuable."
"More than ten million dollars?" Li Du asked expectantly.
Hans rolled his eyes, "How can that be? But it might fetch a few hundred thousand or a
few million."
Once he laid his hands on his laptop, Hans quickly made an internet search. Then, a
piece of news flashed on his screen. There was a picture of their comic book on the
news website.
The headline was, 'Spiderman' Snapped Up At Paris Auction. Comics Connection Pays
1.2 Million.
The news article described the story of that comic book. At an auction in Paris last year,
that first issue of Marvel's Spiderman comic was brought out, and Comics Connection
bought it for 1.2 million. It was actually exhibited in its town hall!
After reading that piece of news, Hans carefully removed the packaging to examine the
comic book more closely.
Having read the publishing details, he could not help but pump his fist in the air. He
yelled, "Yeah, yeah, yeah! This is awesome! It's this book! One million and 200,000 !
One million and 200,000 US dollars!"
Shocked, Li Du asked, "Really? Someone would actually fork out over a million for a
comic book?"
The most expensive books that Li Du had come across were the set of National
Geographic magazines he kept. They were priced at more than ten million.
However, that was ten million for more than a thousand magazines. Besides, most of
those were the only existing copies in the world. Also, from his perspective, National
Geographic magazines represented parts of history. It belonged to the narrative of all
humankind, and was not something that comic books could compare to.
Now this comic book disrupted his understanding and knowledge of magazines and
their value. A comic book, one that was published only fifty odd years ago, could
actually be worth more than one million?
A million was not the most they could earn from the comic books, however. As they
continued to organize the stack of comic books, they found a few more that were as
precious or even more so.
One of those was the first issue of Superman. On the front cover, Superman was
wearing his iconic red cape, blue spandex top, and red pants. He was running away
from a storm, looking as cool as ever.
In the middle of the front cover were the words 'Action Comics #1'. This meant that it
was the first issue.
Hans caressed the dated comic book and said, looking punch-drunk, "This is history.
We are looking at history. Buddies, this was the start of it all, the birth of American
heroes! We are looking at a baby photo of an American hero!"
Li Du asked, "Is it very valuable? Run an online check, how much can it fetch?"
Hans said, "There are no trading records online. At most, there are only ten copies of
'Action Comics #1' in the entire world. Even DC Comics Company don't have it… oh,
they had it previously, but it was stolen!"
Li Du was optimistic, "Then it should be worth a lot, right?"
"Let's put it this way, don't talk about money, brother. This book is priceless!" Hans
exclaimed. "There are no trading records of the original copy of this comic. However,
the re-released copy was sold for 1.8 million US dollars!"
Li Du was shocked. "A re-release version can fetch such a high price? Are those comics
collectors crazy?"
Hands said, "The high price is due to the main character. Superman is iconic, it is the
first superhero in human history!"
Li Du shook his head, "At the time of the Ming dynasty, we already had a superhero
named Sun Wu Kong in China. This is the first superhero in our history."
Hans called out, "Who cares who came first? Anyway, this comic is very valuable. It is
very, very valuable!"
Li Du carefully took the book out of the wrapping paper.
There was a price indicated on the front page. The comic was published in June 1938,
and its selling price had been ten cents.
As Hans continued to call out, 'careful, careful', Li Du checked the information related to
that comic book. 　　
The first issue of Superman comics, 'Action Comics #1', was the holy grail in the comics
industry. It was said that there were fifty copies of it in the world, but there were less
than ten registered on the official records. They were sitting either in huge publishing
houses or in the hands of billionaires.
Besides, Li Du also found a hand-painted copy of the 'Fantastic Four' that had Stan
Lee's autograph on it. That comic book was also worth a lot. Comic books hand-painted
by Stan Lee were typically exhibited in the gallery of Marvel Comics. Few of them were
found in the possession of individuals.


They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

    "Anyways," Gu Shenmi scratched his head sluggishly as he spoke. He looked at Long Xian with an indescribable expression. It felt as though he was looking at a vegetable being sold at a market.




"What?" Long Xian suddenly felt anxious and uneasy. 




      Gu Shenmi abruptly snapped his fingers. A pile of dusty comic books appeared beside him out of nowhere and he picked up the first manga and waved the book. Long Xian was unable to perceive the comic's title due to the dust and cobwebs that had accumulated on it. However, she found the comic familiar... Her brows arched questioningly at the old ghost.


Gu Shenmi smirked somewhat innocently.




"Since you want me to help and I'd love no better task than doing so, this is how it's going to be, Xiao Xian," he pointed at the comic book cover. "Using my ability, I'll transport you into this comic book for some training."




"What did you just say? Is it me or you who's demented?"Long Xian suddenly felt as though she had gone nuts. Well, that would be no different to her current situation though...




"No, no, no. Nobody's demented. I'll transport you into these comic books one by one until you've successfully gone through each plot's storyline up to the endings. Get it?"




      Long Xian almost puked blood at this ghost's shameless words. However, he seemed to have prepared beforehand... 

Long Xian looked at the pikachu pajamas despisefully but, at the next moment, a maelstrom had formed at the comic book cover in Gu Shenmi's grasp. It was originally the size of a single fingertip but it gradually grew bigger and was sucking the energy around it crazily. 

Long Xian was greatly affected as her body became imbalanced, being pulled towards the raging maelstrom. However, Gu Shenmi remained unperturbed and was as immovable as a mountain in front of the madly swirling vortex of blackness.




"Hey! Wait a...!"Long Xian instantly vanished from the space as she was sucked into the comic book.




"Okay, done with that."Gu Shenmi languidly rubbed the dust off the comic. However, when his eyes randomly fell onto the large bold characters of the book's title, his bluish-purple eyes widened in astonishment. "Oh. Well...this is bad..."

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Internationally Renowned Idol still has it easy in another world? Of course!

I'll breathe new life into this world and turn it into an entertainment haven; but, wait a minute... my whole family was already murdered one month ago?

The only person I can now call family is my grandfather?

A bunch of old chaps are suppressing my household? And, what's this? Some 'loan sharks' and 'land grabbers' are swarming over my family property?

This isn't right; there is definitely something wrong with this world!

Forget about changing the world, I'll declare my sovereignty over it!

It was very quiet in the car. So quiet that Tang Shi seemed to be in a trance, looking a little distracted as he stared at Gu Qingcheng's pretty face.
...
He was three years older than she was. Like a pint-sized little man, he was strutting around in a suit while she, dressed in a pink princess outfit, was learning how to walk in the front yard of the Gu family home.
When the servant who was minding her stepped aside for a moment, she waddled slowly toward the fence that separated the two families' homes.
Since she had just started learning how to walk, her steps were still unsteady. After a couple of steps, she lost her balance and stumbled, falling onto the ground. Unfazed by the dirty ground, she crawled on her hands and knees instead.
Because the gaps in the fence that separated the two families' homes were a bit wide, the one-year-old Gu Qingcheng easily squeezed through one of them and ended up in the yard of the Tang family home.
At four years old, he had already built up a large vocabulary and was, at that time, very interested in comic books. Sitting like an adult, with his knees crossed, he was happily reading his comic book when he suddenly felt weight being applied to his upper leg. Frowning, he raised his head from his book and saw a grubby little girl hugging his leg, using it to haul herself upright. She then took tiny steps toward him, her innocent, bright eyes wide open, looking with interest at the comic book in his hands.
Although he was only four, he had already cultivated a strong affinity for cleanliness that drove many around him crazy. When he noticed that her pretty little dress, her pristine white socks, and her chubby little face were all smeared with dirt, he frowned immediately and, without hesitation, pulled his leg away from her grasp, put his book down on the table, and used a piece of tissue to wipe his pants off.
Perhaps because he had pulled away from her grasp aggressively and without any warning, she lost her balance and fell down. Despite that, she didn't cry, but turned around and crawled back toward the table, using it as a support to stand up again, without making a sound. Then she reached out to grab at the comic book that he had placed on the table.
He had just gotten to the most interesting part of the book, and suddenly this little girl's grubby hands were reaching for his book. Immediately, he yelled, "Yuck," and, in one swift motion, moved the book away from her grasp.
Although she was only one, she could already understand a wide range of words and could also utter a few simple ones. She had probably understood "Yuck" to mean something bad, because she pouted instantly and looked at him, slightly annoyed.
Well, he had no time for that grubby little brat. Picking up his book, he decided, without another thought, to walk back home. However, just as he stood up, she reached out suddenly and pulled the comic book in his hands away smoothly and quickly.
He turned around, prepared to snatch it back from her.
Maybe because she'd expected him to want to snatch it back or perhaps because she knew that she couldn't possibly win that tug-of-war, she took his comic book in her chubby little hands and ripped it in half.


“Honey, I have stomach problems. Time off please!” “Honey, I think I’ve caught the flu bug. Time off please!” “Honey, I’m going to friend’s place today to keep her company. Time off please!” Before they were married, Gu Qingcheng had continuously schemed to push Tang Shi away. Now, after they were married, Gu Qingcheng would come up with excuses to keep Tang Shi away from her at night. However, the reality was that the seemingly flawless excuses that she concocted were always easily resolved by Tang Shi. “Honey, I’m in the Maldives. Take care at home tonight!” Since she could not avoid him, she had decided to run away~~did she have the audacity to give herself a break? Tang Shi thought long and hard before giving his assistant a couple of instructions. At midnight that night, there was a rapping on the hotel door and, through the door, Gu Qingcheng heard Tang Shi’s voice calling softly, “Honey,, open the door.”

It was a sunny day in the small town of Whicker Vill , yet though it was bright and happy the people seemed to act as if it was Rainey and gloomy. On a the little block called Partridge Street sat a Comic Book shop in Which nobody visited, accept a young boy named Dusty. Now Dusty was just like his father because he loved to read comic book's, why he loved them so much that he bought comics with his lunch money on his way home from school.  Now there was an old man that ran the comic book shop and he kept that shop opened for many years. Now we follow dusty on his way to the comic book shop to his surprise will find a book that will change his life...

Milton Graves grew up a happy child, at least for the first few years of his life. His parents, Todd and Lucy, were hard working but they spoiled Milton to no end. They loved him and he loved them and their days were filled with love, happiness, and prosperity. Milton was fortunate enough to spend a lot of time with his parents.
They shared with him their love of comic books and thus he was introduced to a whole other world. A world full of people and otherworldly beings with amazing and frightening abilities, skills, and gadgets. The happiness that came from having the comic books and sharing those worlds with Milton made Todd and Lucy the happiest they had ever been. However, the world isn't all sunshine and fucking rainbows.
Lucy had been diagnosed with a rare form of cancer around the time she had become pregnant with Milton. She had been asymptomatic for years, but the symptoms started to appear after a few years and her health went on a decline. Todd attempted to stay strong for Milton's sake and even looked at getting Milton more comic books to read.
Then, the time had come for Lucy to go. Milton was heartbroken, but Todd...
Todd was destroyed due to losing Lucy.
He drank bottles upon bottles but he never touched Milton. Milton was a smart kid and he knew that if he didn't fix his dad then he would lose him too.

"Dad, I need to talk to you."

Milton got his father's attention away from all the booze and TV.

"Hey sport, what's up?"

Milton took a deep breath and with all the air in his lungs he yelled with all the courage he could.

"Get up of your lazy ass and do something with your life you deadbeat piece of shit!!!!!"

Todd was taken aback by what his 8 year old son had said. The first thing that caught him off guard was that his young son had used such profanity and the second thing was that he had no idea how to respond to those words. He thought for a minute and came up with a response.

"Milton, where did you hear those words?"

Milton looked at his dad and without skipping a beat he replied with.

"Xbox Live."

Todd muttered under his breath, 'Those damn video games.' He then looked back at his son and asked what he had in mind on how to occupy his time.
Milton ran to the office and came back pushing a large box with some numbers written on the side. Todd saw the box and recalled what was in it, the start to his comic book collection.

"Well dad, since you love comic book why not open a store?"

Todd thought about the idea for a sec and realized that with all of the new games that had been surfacing in various game stores. He also knew that the nearest game store was about 600 miles away. The town they lived in had a decent sized population and there were a few other towns nearby that had moderate populations. So Todd put down his bottle, cleaned up his act and showed his son the idea for the gaming hub that would reach thousands.

Todd and Milton began looking for the perfect place to host their shop. After looking at a few different locations, they settled on a larger space that had many unsuccessful businesses. The landlord was hesitant to make a deal with Todd as the other businesses had been more common place and had failed to prosper so what hope did a game shop have. Luckily, Todd had been a businessman and convinced the landlord to let them stay for a year and if they failed then they would move out. 

Todd made sure to get all of his documentation in order and began to order their inventory and decorations. Within three months, Todd and Milton had successfully opened their store, the Graveyard. The Graveyard had a slow opening but as word spread of the game store people flocked to it from all over the county and even some from other counties. 

"Wow dad, we did it. People can enjoy all their hobbies and we can share our hobbies with other people."

Todd hadn't seen Milton smile so much since his wife had been alive but he knew that if it wasn't for Milton, he would never have been so lucky to have this dream come true. The piece de resistance for the store was a comic book that was put in a special shadow box for all to admire. The comic was old, almost 100 years old, but it was the most expensive item in the store because of how rare it was. Many customers had offered to buy the comic but Todd had all turned them down.

Milton was told long ago, "No matter what happens Milton, promise me you won't ever sell that comic. It's very important to me and one day it will be yours. That comic is the only one of its kind."

Milton never forget those words as a kid and he remembered them into his teens. The popularity of the Graveyard also grew as Milton had and he soon felt the effects of it on the town. The last name Graves was well known throughout the town, the county and even the state. People had poured so much money and time into the Graveyard that many businesses even paid Todd to advertise some of the businesses in the shop. 

Todd, being the businessman that he was, couldn't say no and this allowed for more funding to be brought into the Graveyard which allowed for events, like MtG tournaments and charity events, to take place. Milton also became popular in the store because puberty had hit him pretty hard. He had always been on the taller side as well as being built like a twig but his love of comic books inspired him to be look like a super hero. He started training intensely and he grew taller, by his senior year of high school he was 6'5" and around 240 lbs. 

"Hey Milton, are you gonna stay after school and play some rugby on the pitch?"

"Nah, not today. I gotta go help out at the Graveyard."

"Alright, catch ya later Tombstone."

Tombstone, the ever so popular nickname that the students had given Milton due to his association with the Graveyard and his size. Milton had become well liked by his peers and he had learned about business from helping his dad run the store. The store had been expanded three times and almost covered an acre of land. Milton had become somewhat of a poster boy for the store and had even dressed up as some superheroes for kids birthday parties. He had never mind it because he knew that he was spreading joy and laughter to those around him.

While Milton had been an athlete and got good grades in school, he always knew that he wanted to help his dad run the store full time. The store was successful but it had a few issues. The store was in a very prime location to build a large business office on and many CEOs had come to Todd and offered him large sums of money to buy the store and all the land it came with. However, Todd made a promise to himself, Milton and his deceased wife that he would never sell the store to anyone. Milton had taken the same oath and swore upon his mother's grave that he would never sell the store. However, there was another issue with the store in the form of a comic book. 

Actually, it was the comic book. That rare comic book had been discovered a plethora of collectors who wanted it and tried many different ways to get it. Todd has poured a lot of many just to protect it and collectors had stopped for awhile but he knew one day that they would try to get it. The last issue was a man named Stick. Stick had gone to pawn shops and several book stores to buy comic books and then try to flip them at the Graveyard. However, Todd and Milton knew if a comic book was worth any money and Stick would always complain about how unfair they were. Stick was a notorious drug addict and he always tried to make enough money for his next fix.
A/N: Sorry for using this troupe but you know the story goes.
One day Stick was over all the bullshit that Todd and Milton had put him through and he decided enough was enough. He came in one day with a stack of comics and what looked like a game books. 

"What can I help you with this time Stick?"

"Oh nothing much, say did I ever tell you how I got my nickname?"

"No, I don't thin-"


Todd made the classic comic book mistake of never reading between the lines as Stick had stuck Todd with a butterfly knife. Milton wasn't at the store yet as he was on his way from school. As Stick hopped the counter to break into the cash register he heard the door chime.

'Ding ding'

"Hey dad, I'm here. Did we get that new pack of Yugioh cards yet?"

Milton then saw the scene that was ripped straight from the comics he loved. His father was lying on the floor bleeding out and Stick was trying to open the register. Then, all Milton saw was red and sprinted towards the register. His massive hand went for Stick's throat and Milton pulled him over the counter.

"You sick fucking little piece of shit. What did you do to my dad?!"

"H-hi M-milton, I-i was just trying to sell some comics."

"Don't play that bullshit with me. If he doesn't make it through this, then you're gonna change your name to Thomas Wayne."

Milton let the druggy go and called 911. While Milton was trying to save his dad, Stick ran out the back, down the side alley and was never heard from again. Sadly, Todd succumbed to his wound at the hospital and the whole town closed down to mourn the loss of the man who had strengthened their community. The landlord cut a deal with Milton that the rent would be taken care of and the other store owners in the town had actually pitched in to help support the store. Milton had been offered a free ride by many colleges for his academics and athletics but he turned them all down so he could run the Graveyard.

7 years later...

Milton had graduated high school and took over the Graveyard. It certainly hadn't died in popularity and while the customer base had changed a bit it was still a hangout for many comic book lovers.

"Harley Quinn is the best supervillain in Batman's rogues."

"Bitch please, Catwoman is the best. She would easily beat Harley Quinn."

Both of the young boys, Julius and Thomas ran to Milton in order to settle their argument.

"Milton, who's better Catwoman or Harley Quinn?"

"Well boys, its actually a suggestive question. It's really a matter of who you think is better. Plus other people's opinions about your favorite things don't mean shit."

"Wow."

"But you're both wrong, Poison Ivy is the best."

Before both boys had the chance to argue, Milton pointed to the live sized cardboard cut out of Pamela Isley aka Poison Ivy. The boys looked at each other and found the owners logic quite sound. 
'Oh the naivety of children, how I miss it.'

Milton had managed to stay strong and persevere in maintaining the Graveyard for the past 7 years on his own. He hadn't hired any employees because he found it hard to trust people and he wanted to maintain his father's legacy. He had put on weight since he had graduated and taken over the story but he was still plenty strong. However, there was someone watching the store. Watching and waiting for the perfect moment.

Later that night...

Milton was closing up the Graveyard for the night when the door chime went off.

'Ding ding'

"Sorry, we're closing up for the night."

"You can't even stay open for an old friend?"

'That voice, it can't be.'

"Stick, you finally showed your little rat ass back here."

When Milton turned around to face the murderer something caught his eye. A glass bottle with a rag sticking out of it in one hand and a lighter in the other.

"Stick, put that fucking bottle down now or I will break your neck."

"C'mon Milton, you think I didn't learn anything from all those comic books? Whenever the parent dies, always make sure to kill the kid so they can't take revenge."

While Milton didn't look athletic anymore, he was plenty fast and he rushed Stick. However, Stick was smart and flicked his lighter. The next thing that was seen was the glass bottle with a flaming rag go up in the air and Milton slamming Stick into the ground. It all happened so quickly but Milton was strangling Stick with his bare hands as the bottle fell to the ground. When Stick's breath finally stopped, Milton was too late as the bottle hit the ground and the store started to burn. The fire extinguisher was in the back room and by the time Milton had gotten it, the fire was far too big to extinguish. The only thing he could think of was the comic. Milton scrambled to get his drill and remove the shadow box from the wall. 

When the comic was finally free, Milton turned towards the door but the fire had gotten so crazy that there was no escaping through the front doors. Milton ran towards the back door but he forget that he had already locked it. The only Milton could do was go to the ground in the fetal position and clutch the shadowbox waiting for the smoke and fire to end him. For a second, he felt the burn of the fire on his skin and smoke in his lungs and then everything faded to black.

The Graveyard had burned down in the night and when morning came, the town could only see the horror that had befell the store. Stick's body was recovered, tagged and put into a grave but the remains of the Graveyard had been cleared and the lot had become a memorial to Milton and his parents. The town had gone silent and it slowly began to fade off the map. Although the town slowly began to die, the memorial still stood to honor the Graves and what they had done.

Somewhere else...

Milton suddenly awoke in an alley surrounded by old cardboard boxes and trash. He still had the shadow box albeit a little damaged from the smoke and fire. He tried to get a bearing on his surroundings but a loud crash had broken him out of it. He ran towards the noise even though he knew that was a fucking terrible idea and he saw something he never thought he'd ever see in his life.

He saw...

Milton Graves grew up in his dad's comic book store and eventually took it over. After a fire burned his shop to the ground and smoked him out, Milton awoke to find himself in the middle of the street. Before he could even think, two beautiful women with emerald skin were fighting. He recognized as comic book characters, but they were from different companies. How is this possible?

Hurry, Mom! All the good comics will be gone! Good comics? You only buy Casper the Wimpy Ghost. Equating friendliness with wimpiness will keep you from achieving popularity. I think Casper's the ghost of Richie Rich. -Hey, they do look alike. -How did Richie die? Perhaps his materialism led him to take his life. Kids, could you lighten up? Now Radioactive Man rules! He's always saying something cool. -He's no wittier than others. -Oh, yeah? Look. He knocks a guy into the sun and says, "Hot enough for you?" I stand corrected. We're here. -Too bad we didn't dress up. -This looks like a discount for Bartman! -Who are you dressed as? -I'm Bartman. -Never heard of him, full price. -Rip-off. Is this on? Young people of Springfield welcome to our funny-book convention. Thank you for pumping almost $300 into the local economy. Your spirits have imparted a glow to this old warhorse. I feel like Radiation Man! That's Radioactive Man, jerk! I stand corrected. Have fun and be sure to clear out by 6 for the Shriners. Get that punk's name. No one makes a fool of me. Has anyone turned in a left Vulcan ear? We've got a utility belt, tricorders, a light saber. Sorry, kid. -Hey, Bart-dude. -Hey, Otto-man. What's that? My own idea for a comic book. It's about a dude who drives a school bus by day but by night, fights vampires in a post-apocalyptic war zone! We're going to see Buddy Hodges. The guy who played Fallout Boy on TV? I guess he wasn't killed in Vietnam. Laramie cigarettes give me the steady nerves I need to combat evil. Wish I was old enough to smoke Laramies. Sorry, Fallout Boy, not until you're 16. Look out! Will Radioactive Man act in time to save the Earth? You know, kids, I'm sure we'd all like to remember Dirk Richter as Radioactive Man and not the sordid details of his final years. So keep the questions tasteful. Now, how about a big welcome for Buddy "Fallout Boy" Hodges! -Any questions? -When Radioactive Man got injected with shrinking serum, how come his costume shrinks? Who knows? I did play Rum Tum Tugger in Cats. Anybody see it? -Fallout Boy! -Yes, you, the masked boy. Does Dirk Richter's ghost haunt the bordello where his body was found? Dirk Richter was a beautiful man. Can't you vultures leave him alone? Hey, Radioactive Man Number 72! It's the imaginary tale where he marries Larva Girl. Wow, Number 9! That's before Fallout Boy became his ward. I'll show you something if you'll put your grubby little hands behind your back. Behold. Wow, Radioactive Man Number 1! I bet it's worth a million bucks. It is, my lad. But I'll let you have it for 100. -All I got is 30. -Then you can't have it. But I must. I never knew why God put me on this Earth. Now, I know. -To buy that comic book. -Your emotion is out of place. Did you kids have fun? Yeah. For a dollar, a man sold me I never knew what Superman saw in her. Give me Wonder Woman. And that golden lariat. She can tie me up any time. -Homer! -Just kidding, Marge. Hey, what does everyone say to dinner at Krusty Burger? My treat! You really are a sport, Dad, taking us to a fine restaurant like that. -What are you getting at? -I need $100 for a comic. For a comic? Who drew it, Micha-malangelo? -Dad, I want this more than anything. -Well, T. S. -Please, Dad. -No. No! Look, we all know that usually when you bug me I give in. I'm not mad at you. Shows you been paying attention. But we all know I'm not giving you $100. -Now, are you gonna stop bugging me? -No. -Are you? Are you? Are you? -No. No. No. -Okay! -I win! In your face! Yeah! How do you like them apples? Don't gloat, Homer. When I was your age, I wanted a child-sized electric light bulb oven. I didn't have the money. So, I went to my sisters. -We'll give you half our allowance. -lf you'll be our slave. -This gives us more free time. -Let's take up smoking. For months, I worked while my sisters smoked. Venus Oh, Venus We want those dress shields hand-washed and drip-dried. Because I'd worked for it all those light bulb-warmed treats always tasted extra good. Maybe a job is the answer. I couldn't ask you to do that. Maggie and Lisa are a handful-- -She means you should get a job. -Me? Get a job? Were they serious? I didn't realize it, but a part of my childhood had slipped away, forever. -What are you staring at? -Nothing. At that moment, my dad and I were closer than we've ever-- -Bart! Stop it. -Sorry. I need some money A lot of money Empty bottles. Well, it's practically empty. Here you go, Apu. Shall I apply this to the cost of a squishy? -No. I need the dime. -It is good you're learning a trade. -Americanize this. -Okay. All those coins were worth three cents? Let the good times roll. This is so humiliating. I feel like such a geek. -How's it going, Bart? -Terrible. No one's buying. Maybe you need to play on their sympathies more. Let's see. Now you look pathetic. Lemonade sucks. I need a new product. Let's see. Form a line. Cheap beer and a sympathetic ear. Hey, Bart, could you give me one on credit? -Beat it. -You got a liquor license? -My dog ate it. -Gotta have one to sell beer. Writing tickets must make you thirsty. Have a couple on the house. -Seeing that it's a first offense. -We can overlook this. So long, officers. Hey, what's all the--? My beer, my beer, my beautiful beer! The boy is desperate. He wants money to buy a comic book. A comic book? Boys never change. -Which one? Nazi Smasher? -I don't think so. Send him over to my house. I've got a few chores he could do. He can mix whitewash, right? -Mrs. Glick? -You must be Bert Simpson. Looks like you've got a strong young back. Do you want something to eat? I've got dried apricots, almond paste, sauerkraut candy. -No, thanks. Who's that? -That's my brother, Asa. He was killed in the Great War. Held a grenade too long. This one's for you Kaiser Bill, from the boys in D Company: Johnny, Harrison, Brooklyn Bob, and yeah, even Reggie. He ain't so stuck-up once you get to-- Here, have some ribbon candy. Boys love candy. -No, thanks. -Boys love candy! -I'd rather get to work. -We'll start with yard work. Then you can have a barley pop. I want you to clear out all the weeds. You do know which ones are weeds? -All of them? -Good boy. Now be careful with these. I'll be inside, watching my stories. -Jack, please. I'm married. -That must be what's turning me on. Stop it. Some more. Filthy, but genuinely arousing. -Finished. -Merciful heavens, you're bleeding! I'll get the iodine. Iodine. -Now don't fidget. -Listen, lady, you don't have to-- They've never improved on iodine. -Did you make any money? -No, but I'm in a lot of pain. What you're doing for Mrs. Glick is very nice. -She doesn't have anybody. -There's a reason. The sludge certainly collects around those downspouts, don't it? I'll sludge you, you old bat. Today, we wash Beulah. Do you know what that is? Some old lady thing nobody's heard about for 50 years? It was my wedding dress. But then, I dyed it black and it became my mourning dress. Great story, lady. Last night, I dreamed I held you in my arms. No, not the iodine. Burn the germs off with a torch. Amputate my arm. But not the-- Well, it's payday. I'll wager you've been looking forward to this. -Yes, ma'am. -Here we are, two quarters. -Two quarters? -You deserve every penny. I've told my girlfriends about you and they have chores too. -Two quarters! -Bart, you didn't say thank you. I can leave without screaming or saying a bad word. -But I'm not saying thank you. -You're welcome. All right, off you go to spend it on penny whistles and MoonPies. -MoonPies, my butt. -What's the problem, boy? I busted my hump all week and all I got was 50 cents. When I was your age, -Really? -No. I did everything I could and I've only got 35 bucks. I'm done working. Working's for chumps. I'm proud of you. I was twice your age before I figured that out. -Can I have it for $40? -40 bucks? Forget it! It's all I've got. I sold seeds. I visited my aunt in the nursing home. -I fished a dime out of the sewer! -No way. What do you want? -Can I have it for 35. -No! Kids. I don't need this. I've got a master's degree in folklore. Do you have the Carl Yastrzemski baseball card from 1973? Show me the 30 bucks, because if you ain't got it, I ain't getting up. Martin, if you, Milhouse and I went in together we could buy a copy of Radioactive Man Number 1 right now! -Here you go. -I don't want it. We've got $100, and we'd like to buy Radioactive Man. Why don't you just waddle over and get it? Yes, sir! Wow. Breathe it in, boys. -This is the stuff dreams are made of. -It smells like my grandpa. Looks like rain. We better get this baby home. Looks like you bought more than you bargained for. My pants, caught on barbed wire! Good Lord, choke, an A-bomb! Becoming radioactive. From this day forward, I shall call myself Radioactive Man. So, that's how it happened. I'd have thought an atomic bomb would kill him. -Now you know better. -Turn the page, Bart. Careful, careful. You guys can come read it anytime. -Why not keep it at my house? -That's crazy. -It's ours as much as it's yours. -How about this? Each one of us will get it for two days of the week. Wait a minute, that still leaves one day. Yeah, what about that? For that day, we'll use a random number generator. I'll take 1 to 3, Milhouse will have 4 to 6 and Bart will take 7 to 9. -Wait a minute, what about zero? -Yeah, what about zero? In the event of a zero possession will be determined by Rock, Scissor, Paper. -Okay. -Excellent. Well, today being my Saturday, I guess I'll be taking my comic. Nice try. It almost worked, but tonight the comic book stays here. -lf the comic book stays, then so do I. -Me too. Fine. We'll all stay with the comic book. It'll be like a sleepover. That's what pals do, right? Real friendly-like. -I wanna read it again. -Nice try. Acids in your hand could damage it. We want it to last forever so the last one alive can be buried with it. -What do you mean, the last one alive? -I meant years from now! -Bart, don't push him. -So you're both against me. Well, nobody makes a sap out of Bartholomew J. Simpson. -Quit! -You quit! No, you quit! Would you boys like some milk and microwave s'mores? Thank you, Mrs. Simpson. Sweet dreams, boys. -One more step and you're dead. -I have to go to the bathroom. -So do l, but I'm not getting up. -Hey, what's going on? -Martin was trying to steal our comic. -Let's tie him up! -Is this how you treat your guests? -Quiet. -We'll take turns watching him. -Okay, I'll go first. So that's your little game. Let Bart get nice and drowsy then, when his back's turned: Wham! You're crazy. I'm telling your mom! -Tell him what we do with squealers. -It's worse than when you have to pee? -You can't stop me! -The hell I can't. Homer, it's really coming down. Could you check on the boys? They're fine. Bart, the comic! Don't let go of me, Bart! It's not that far to the ground. The rains probably softened it up. If you hadn't tied me up, I could be saving the comic. Shut up! Shut up! Help me! I didn't even want the comic! I wanted Carl Yastrzemski with the big sideburns! Better come in the house. You don't wanna get the sniffles. Now, come on. You can play your little tie-up game inside. I've got some cocoa on the stove. Who wants imitation marshmallows. I'd raise my hand if I could. It's no use, fellows. Another comic book has returned to the earth from whence it came. We worked so hard and now it's all gone. We ended up with nothing because we can't share. -What's your point? -Nothing. It just ticks me off. Well, the world is safe again. But for how long? Previous Episode

This long-running comedy focuses on the eponymous family in the town of Springfield in an unnamed U.S. state. The head of the Simpson family, Homer, is not a typical family man. A nuclear-plant employee, he does his best to lead his family but often finds that they are leading him. The family includes loving, blue-haired matriarch Marge, troublemaking son Bart, overachieving daughter Lisa and baby Maggie. Other Springfield residents include the family's religious neighbour, Ned Flanders, family physician Dr Hibbert, Moe the bartender and police chief Clancy Wiggum.

Moon was sitting reading her comic book when suddenly she saw a vampire entering inside her dorm, she got startled looking at the vampire. But still she get up to greet her, she don't want to piss her off, she was sick that's why she didn't even went to class.
She quickly get up to say 'hi' but she felt a bit disappointed when she saw her just passed away from her, she pouted "Maybe she didn't see me"
She saw her completely lost entering in the washroom.
"Whatever, let's go back to comic book" Moon laid down as she start reading her comic book again.
But then after a while she heard her voice, "Excuse me? Are you there?"
She jump out of her bed as she thought 'Did she just call for me?'
Before she could think about it more she hear voice again,
"Can you pass me the towel?"
She hurriedly walk to check for towels but their were no towels, 'Fuck! Now what?'
She bang his head softly on the wall 'Think! Think! Moon'
"Can you please pass me the towel?" She heard her voice again,
'Fuck!.... Yes' She ran back to her bag and take out her towel that she specially brought for herself,
She hugged that towel, bid a goodbye to her precious towel and ran towards the door and knock softly, after that the door slightly open and she passed the towel.
After completing the task she dance crazily as if she won a race and get back to her bed.
After wrapping her body, Selene realize that she couldn't sense anything, was she a vampire or werewolf?
Selene walk out just to find two pair of legs kicking in air, she step ahead and saw her laying upside down on bed while holding a comic book on her face. 
Moon quickly get up when she saw Selene, the only thought came in her mind was 'How gorgeous she was looking?' But she didn't say it out loud.
Selene observe her for a moment as she thought 'Why can't I sense anything?'
"Who are you?" Selene said she was sure that she was a human, but she didn't know their were more humans. She personally check all humans profiles and only found one boys left in that list, rest all had run away.
Moon smiled as she replied "I am Moon Young"
Selene countered "Are you human?"
Moon just nod, while she said in mind 'Yes, a Human but definitely not your tonight meal'
"Okay! I am Selene Nielsen" 
Moon eyes got bigger as she cover her face "Selene?" She pointed towards her "You mean that Original vampire"
Selene nod as she found her reaction a bit confusing.
"OMG! I am staying with an original" Moon jolted in amazement, as she looked at Selene gorgeous face.
Selene smiled awkwardly as she asked "Aren't you scared?"
Moon look at her and answered honestly "Why would I? I have heard you are a good vampire and you didn't even turn off your humanity"
Selene smiled and nod, she then walked towards her bag and took out her clothes and went back in the bathroom.
While wearing those clothes, She thought 'It's a good that I have a human dormmate, now I can use her to get to know about other humans as well'
While reading her comic book, Moon gave off a sinister smile as she thought 'It's good that I have a Original vampire as a dormmate, Now I can use her to hunt down other as well'
Selene came out from the washroom wearing a night suit and looked at Moon.
Moon turned her gaze away from her book as she heard the door of the washroom open.
Both of them smiled looking at each other sweetly.
'It will be fun' Both of them simultaneously thought the same thing.

A world that you will be scared of, a nightmare that you never want to see. 
This story of the earth that turned into hell, when those creatures come to reality. But now after so many years, and yes after so many death of humans, of course, humans .. I guess are born to die Lol. My bad 
It begins from Unnatural Academy, which was created by witches to reconciles those dogs and cats or I say those blood enemy werewolves and vampires. 
But no one expected, that this time it will just bring another bloody war, even more, worst then before. Even more, blood will be shed in this war, more humans will be terrorized. And the whole world would be his enemy.

Chapter one
 "YAWN' I wake up in my bed feeling tired and stressed out. I look around for some reason in my head. I'm like " I don't want to start my day. I want to be in bed" but I guess this is the last thing I want to do is WORK but I have to or else I'm going to get bad grades. I try my best to get good grades but the only thing is that even though no matter how much I study i don't get anything.
Hi there my name is I'm JuGyung  and I'm a high schooler. People say i'm ugly and bully me until i saw a post in social media of makeup i tried it and i looked completely different i couldn't believe myself i thought this was a dream. When I went to school with makeup everyone stared at me like for one in my life. I didn't feel invisible when I arrived at my class. All the girls were looking at me and all the boys. I heard whispers that Jugyung they were all surprised i feel uncomfortable and weird for some reason a girl named sua came up to me and said " wow are you really Jugyung the one we know " as time passed time i got used to people asking me for my phone number but i didn't want to be rude and i just said " no " in a nice way and for sure they said it's " okay".

        My mom works and comes late and does dinner. Sometimes I feel lonely and when I try talking to my mom she gets mad or says no to everything I say or doesn't agree with me. Sometimes I burst into tears and rush to my room and jump in bed and start crying feeling that pain in my heart. At night i go to the comic shop when i'm done with dinner it's down the street but at that time i don't wear makeup as i walked in i search for the other series of my book until i found it as i was going to reach out i felt a hand also reaching out i jumped into scared and there was a angry boy with a angry face he took the book that i've been waiting for days well, it always been there but i needed to finish the other book.

       I wake up and the first thing is do my makeup since I started using it it bringed life to my life. It never has been like this. I feel for once I got the opportunity to feel welcome in this world. In the time that i did not know about makeup i saw happy and beautiful women and i will always wonder how it would be i bring up those memories the ones who always make me sad but, i made a decision from now on i'm going to be brave no matter what. I had to get ready for school. I did my makeup fast and put on my uniform " were ready" I said in my head. I saw sua i hugged her when i got to class omg i saw the kid i saw in the comic shop. I was scared in my head there were a lot of questions " What if he recognizes me?" or " if he does then is he going to tell people my real identity?" But, my real question out of all of them is what is he doing with here?. 
      I acted normal. My heart was beating so fast that I couldn't stop. It felt like an alarm that couldn't control itself and ringing all the places it could. I took a deep breath and said " control yourself get it together" I said it in my head so no one can hear me. I was in shock. I thought I was dreaming. Is this a joke? I thought to myself I HAD TO DO A WORK WITH HIM well, thank goodness i had sua and a classmate i acted normal and tried being nice but, he just stared at me with her serious face and i just kept smiling. I knew and I felt something wasn't right.

                I went down the street to the comic shop and then i saw the dude again my heart was beating so fast i ignore him then he picked a book that i didn't liked so i opened my mouth and told him that the book he picked was boring and he just stared at me with his weird and angry face. In my head i was worried and my thoughts were going like crazy but i was like why did i open my big mouth. Then I explained how at first it started good but then it got boring. Then he looked at me with an attitude like I was just saying how it was then he asked me for a suggestion which book he should read. Then i suggest him a book and i hopped he liked it i arrived home and took a shower. I wake up and hear the birds sing with its melody i saw the sunny bright sun shine in my face and seeing trees it feels like nature. I stand up get dressed and do my make up i wish i always had days like this.
     I arrived to school i saw sua i hugged her so tight then i saw suho ( the boy with the angry face that was in the comic shop). My day was normal but just seeing his angry face just looking at me makes it weird and awkward. I went to the comic shop and i saw him like usually and unexpectedly he comes up to me and thanks me for the book and he said it was good i was so shock. But i just said " i knew you will like it" i recommend him another book and he left off. But, then i wonder at school he is just a angry boy with and angry face and in the comic shop he is just nice and kind?? whats going on.

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