Yin Ling atfer 18 years of obeseness discovered his passion for sport, and enjoyed it for two years but quickly encountered financial and health problem which lead him to become a coach. Despite everything he never forgot his impossible dream about becoming a professional.

After his early death, he will come back to when he was 12 years old with the fame system, and finally realize his dream

Tang Yan dies pathetically after falling off a cliff.

Only to wake up returned to the past, except this time with a system in hand. Which allows him to possess the abilities of historical figures.

Li Guang: So you want to shoot arrows. Come, watch I can shoot a willow leaf at one hundred paces. 

Xiang Yu: So you want to lift weights? Easy, look at me doing it with one hand! What use is two? 

Bruce Lee: So you want to learn martial arts. Easy, you see those thugs over there. Watch and learn. 

Zhang Shun: Butterfly? Backstroke? Breaststroke? Freestyle? Easy watch and learn...

Follow his journey as he attempts to become a world-class athlete and conquer the sports world by storm.
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A boy prodigy, good at all sports, tries his hand in tennis.

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Wouldn't you just want to possess superpowers in this modern world? What would you do if you suddenly come to possess superpowers? Would you want to play the hero? Or perhaps the villain? Or continue living your life, using your superpowers for your own personal gains and well-being, instead of planning evil acts, or trying to save the day?

Well, that is the precise situation that Hayden Emperador, the main character of our story, is going to face.

The branches of the giant treant, just moments ago sitting stationary like a regular tree, were now reaching down at us.

"Look out!"

We backed off a bit and drew our weapons. The treant moved slowly but deliberately, as every move it made was backed with a metric ton of force due to its weight. 

I could tell that this was a high level monster, way beyond the buffalos we fought earlier. And even the buffalos were a bit of a challenge, but thankfully I gained a few levels from them. 

"Send a flare!" Felix yelled to Nora.

Nora nodded, aiming her staff upwards. "Fireball!" 

A bright red ball of flames shot straight into the sky before exploding like fireworks. Most squads had a mage with the basic fireball spell learned, so communication through flares was simple. 

"Creeeeeeeeeee!" shrieked the treant, a sound that was simultaneously high pitched and low pitched, and highly unpleasant to hear. 

It raised a bough and slammed down onto Felix. 

THUD. 

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Meanwhile, at Eclipse development headquarters. 

"Ooh, so close!" Harden the lead scientist shouted, wincing in disappointment. 

The head engineer Scott cracked up. "See how good they are? I told you at least some of them will survive!"

About two dozen office workers from the Eclipse development headquarters were in the meeting right at the moment. They all worked hard to bring the game online, but now that it was launched, all they needed to do was observe and make sure the game was running smoothly. 

It was their job to sort out any game breaking bugs, develop additional content such as events, tournaments, cosmetic items, and run analytics on the state of the game and possible scenarios that would play out in the future.

This morning, they worked on developing a vampire content scenario and makeup cosmetic DLC. In the early afternoon, the engineering team debugged the loot tables of the Rabid Monkeys in the Easter Islands region. 

And now it was late evening, the team's favorite time of the day. It was because they got to kick back, relax, and watch mayhem across Eclipse. The current hot topic this week was the dwarven excursion, and the Fourth Regiment that managed to stumble its way to Jagged Dorsa. 

In a way, running an office betting pool on the Fourth Regiment's chances of survival in Jagged Dorsa was kind of like gameplay analytics. Right?

….

"Whooooo! Direct hit!"

On the screen, the shield knight called Aeric tried to block a blow from the Giant Treant with his Steel Square Shield, which left a slight cylindrical dent in the shield. 

"Did they not read the region warning properly? They're actually trying to fight it! Hahahahaha."

"I know right? A bunch of low levels think they can take on a Giant Treant?"

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Aeric's knees buckled under the pressure of the blow. 

"Not good, guys. That thing hits like a truck!" he gasped, his health sitting at half even though the blow actually connected with his shield.

I frowned. As a dedicated tank class, Aeric had over 1000 health and high physical defense. That was way too much damage from just a regular sweep of a bough. I was getting flashbacks to the Orc Commander at the Battle of Mountain. 

"Back off!" I cautioned the rest of my team. "Get Aeric to Rose!"

Donovan and Felix began to retreat, as Books tossed Aeric a healing potion and helped him back. 

"Cone of Cold!" Nora shouted, a blast of icy wind fanning out in front of her. The area of effect of her spell accidentally hit Donovan, who didn't move away in time. His movement slowed to a crawl for a brief moment, and his health bar got shaved down continuously. 

"Watch where you're aiming!" Donovan roared. 

"Maybe walk faster then." Nora responded, flicking her hair back, causing her oversized sorceress hat to bounce.  

There was a reason why no squad wanted multiple mages on the same team. One novice mage on a team created enough friendly fire, forget about multiple. Not to mention, mages all seemed to have fiery personalities to match their destructive in-game capabilities. 

Cone of Cold hit the treant, but the giant tree monster shrugged off the slowing effect in less than a second. Its health bar dropped by a sliver. 

At that moment, a volley of arrows flew from the bush nearby towards the treant. It was another squad, consisting of half Eclipse residents and half players. 

"Haaa!" one of the warriors on the newcomer squad's front line yelled, as he charged forward with the rest of their frontline. They had several sword wielders and a few thieves, but lacked tanks. 

"No, back off!" I yelled at them, but it fell on deaf ears. 

The Giant Treant inhaled, and spit out a ball of sticky tree sap that hit a few of the warriors on their frontline.

"The hell? I can't move!"

"Get it off me!"

I motioned for my team to retreat, and they nodded in assent. Only Solar lingered, firing a few more arrows at the Treant. 

BLAM.

The treant threw its bough down at the stuck warriors, instantly killing them. That was a month long penalty for the two human players, and for the Eclipse resident… death. 

"Ahhhh!"

The surviving members of the new squad finally realized what exactly they were dealing with, and started to run as well. As a stationary monster, the treant showed no interest in chasing, and began to shift back into a tree. Although if you looked closely, it definitely looked different from a regular tree. 

Our team kept running for a bit, before slowing our pace and eventually stopping by a running river. 

Books took some of the water from the river and splashed his face. 

"Hah… welcome to Jagged Dorsa, everybody."

The rest of our squad laughed meekly, knowing that we were this close to dying in a high danger zone, an area with the most egregious death penalty ever seen. 

After making sure that the area we were in was safe, we relaxed for a bit. 

Rose leaned against a tree after healing Aeric back to full, catching her breath, before turning to it subconsciously to make sure it was a real tree. Obviously it was real, since this one had a diameter of about a foot, while the Giant Treant's trunk was at least five feet in diameter. 

"Hey, guys," she said while fanning her face with her hand. "How many viewers do you guys have?"

Regiments one and two were still stuck in the Boglands, and regiment three was non-responsive, so ours was still the only regiment in this region. The hundred or so players here had full monopoly on viewership for all the fans back in safe zones. Er, relative safe zones. Technically, there were no safe zones in Eclipse, only less dangerous zones. 

Felix winked. "Got seven hundo viewers here from that fight. Not bad."

"Six hundred here," Books replied, ruffling through his messy hair. 

Aeric shrugged. "I don't stream, I'd rather have privacy." 

"Mmmm… I got nine hundred viewers," Donovan said proudly, pointing at his chest with his thumb. 

Nora made a haughty face. "So what? I've got four thousand."

…

Donovan did a double take. "Four thousand? Are you kidding me?"

"You're lying. No way you have four thousand." Felix walked over to her. "Let me see."

Nora made her interface visible. Yep, 4,152 viewers. 

I checked my own. 851 viewers, which wasn't bad, but compared to four thousand it was garbage. 

Rose sighed, looking at Nora's interface. "Aw, you beat me by a hundred~"

Solar chimed in too. "I'm only at three thousand…"

Only three thousand? All the men in the squad looked at each other, exasperated. Then we looked at the three girls, all easily clearing thousands of views.

"This is sexist!" 

"Fufufufufu~" Nora chuckled, tipping her sorcerer's hat. "It's because girls are just better~"

She put her arms around Rose and Solar and made a peace sign, tilting the camera function so that it would capture a flattering pose for them. 

"Look at how pretty the background is~"

Snap. 

Yeah, it was trending for girls to take in-game photo captures for social media. Well, technically it was a short clip that played over and over again, which was popular at the moment. 

"Hey, take it from this angle so my face doesn't look so fat." 

"Okay~"

Snap. 

Standing from our elevated position on the mountaintop, the landscape behind the girls was like a painting. 

Felix sighed and leaned on a tree, shaking his head. "It's like dealing with my sister all over again." 

"We can wait a bit and get a better shot, it's almost golden hour~"

"Ya, true."

It felt like they were speaking in a different language, although I was glad the girls were bonding with each other. Nora's hair was starting to change color, from black to red-gold. Hair color shifting was her unique ability. Not quite useful in combat, but certainly overpowered when it came to vanity. 

Phhhhshhhhhh. 

Right as Rose was teaching the other two a trendy internet dance, two flares exploded in the sky, not too far from us. Looks like another squad ran into trouble. 

The fun time was over.

What happens if you stay in character select for too long? This is the story of [Spoon], who discovers a glitch in character select. Why is there a black cat here, and what the hell is this trash unique class it gave me? Story written in the style of KR web novels. Expect a brutal PvP system, dark souls difficulty PvE content, and a story that follows a serious narrative with a dash of comedic relief and adult content.

Hidayah was still at the shooting range when she saw her phone vibrated.  She put down the Glock G26 Gen 5 and removed the sound silencer headset. She took her phone and unlock the screen with a 6-digit pin. 

Leo: I'm bringing Erika out for dinner. 

Hidayah smiled. Daniel had informed her about the encounter between Leoneil and Erika after their sparring earlier. Looks like there's gonna be a new couple in the group. 

She returned her phone back to the counter and checked her Glock's magazine. She reloaded the magazine and continued with the shooting scoring Perfect 10s. 

Shooting, martial arts, archery, horseback riding are sports the twins and their group of friends enjoyed. But shooting and martial arts was something the Loh family trained all their descendants with for their own safety regardless if they are from the main family or the external family. 

The main family consist of the current patriarch, his sons and their family and his unwed daughters. Any married daughters will then be considered as external family. Though, the rules will be exempted if the next head is a female. The heiress's husband will have to marry into the family for the heiress to inherit the family's command. Not only that, the couple must also be voted by the whole family. 

As there are only 5 male descendants in their generation and none of them wanted to take over the family, Hidayah was named as the heiress on her 18th birthday. 

She was also a genius from a young age. Graduating and getting her diploma at the age of 13 and had her double Masters in Business Analytics and Administration at the age of 16. Hidayah also joined ARK Corporation as her father's assistance after she had gotten her Masters, learning the ropes of the business for the experience. Hence, the family had no objections to the Elders' decision. 

Initially, Hidayah did not want to be tied down to the family and open her own restaurant with Hidayat but she had to accept the adjudication for her family. However, only until she can get another to take over. Hopefully, there will be someone from the younger generation who will be ambitious enough to run the empire. 

Since she was named heiress at the later years, Kamari had slowly transferred the authority of decision making to her. Today, she had fully taken over the corporation. 

Hidayat had just gotten his diploma that year and was going to enrol into a culinary academy. 

Hidayat was like their mother. Azizah used to have her own catering business which she had given away to her cousin about a decade ago due to poor health. Her cousin was her own assistant. Hence, she knows how Azizah handled the business. 

On the other hand, Hidayat loves to be in the kitchen and see people enjoy the food he cooks ever since he was young. He even forced the kitchen staff at home to teach him how to cook over school holidays when they returned back to the mansion. When Azizah found out, she convinced her husband to hire a professional chef for Hidayat to learn from. 

Now, Hidayat has established his name in the culinary world and is well-known in the continent. He also had opened Cibo Delizioso last year in Marina Bay Sands with Hidayah's help as an investor. 

A/N: Cibo Delizioso means delicious food in Italian. 

His restaurant has an open kitchen concept which is also the heart of the restaurant where patrons are able to view the kitchen cook their orders. This itself is the main factor as to why Hidayat's biggest group of patrons are young ladies and young couples. Other than the No-Menu concept. The dishes are set based on the fresh ingredients that they bought in the morning and sittings are on a first-come-first-serve basis. No reservations are allowed. Even with that, the restaurant is always packed to the brim with lines waiting outside.

Hidayah Loh is the heiress of the ARK Empire and next in line to be the Matriarch of Country C’s strongest founding family. Basically a royal of Country C. On her business trip in City K of Country M, she was nearly raped by a stranger when Nazreen rescued her.  

Nazreen, a prince from Country E was on holiday and happened to hear a struggled plea for help from the adjacent hotel room when he was returning back to his room. 

But to their dismay, City K’s Islamic Religious Department happened to be in the middle of carrying their night raids in that hotel. 

Both Hidayah and Nazreen was brought to the station and to avoid imprisonment and other negative implications that may affect their reputation, they were forced to marry that very night.

Not keen on keeping the marriage to a total stranger, despite him being her rescuer, Hidayah returned to Country C quietly the next day. Leaving Nazreen with a signed post-dated divorce document at the hotel reception. 

After being forced to marry the woman he saved, he tasked his men to investigate Hidayah. Unfortunately, the next morning, he found that Hidayah had checked out from the hotel and had left him with a divorce agreement. 

What is he to do? Should he just process the divorce as per Hidayah’s request? Or should he find her to ‘save’ their ‘unexpected’ marriage? 

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Author’s note (A/N): The story is written with people from different ethnic, cultural and religious beliefs. The main leads are built with Islamic beliefs as explained later in the story.

You will also get to read about real places and a mix of fictional and real people. Real art pieces and fashion.

The slowly fading book shook violently when Glutton jumped over it, as if the book had met its bane.
The fading speed was probably two times faster than before.
However, Gluttony always jumped on his food with 300% explosive speed, so the book was still a step too slow.
Gluttony grabbed the book, half of which had already vanished, shaking his hand and dragging the half vanished book back, revealing the whole cover.
Then?
Gluttony opened his mouth wide and put the book into it like it was beef jerky. After chewing a few times, Gluttony swallowed the whole thing.
"N-Nice!" Gluttony stuttered his feelings to Kieran.
"Remember the taste?" Kieran asked with a smile.
"R-Remember!" Gluttony nodded.
"Can you find it?" Kieran's smile was still hanging over his face.
"Can!" Gluttony nodded again.
"Then what are you waiting for? Now, I give you permission to eat anything, ANYTHING, that has the same taste as the book you just ate. The buffet will last until dawn..." Kieran said calmly.
Before Kieran could even finish his words properly, Gluttony vanished on the spot.
W hen Gluttony went off, a sense of coldness appeared in Kieran's eyes.
After he summoned Luphus for questioning and knew why the whole house that stored the books about Gods had only one 'Analytics of the temples developments in Naveya City' on the rack, the coldness got fiercer.
No doubt it was a trap specifically targeted at him.
Who else in the whole of Gordor knew he would go into the house that stored the books about God history?
The answer was self-explanatory.
Other than the God of Knowledge who revealed himself before Kieran earlier, Kieran couldn't think of another possible candidate.
Although Kieran always held his guard up against a stranger or unknown existence, he wouldn't simply kill an innocent or unrelated party.
But when hostility was shown?
KILL!
It was a rule Kieran lived by since day one.
"Your Majesty, did you find the books about the history of the Gods?" Luphus hadn't left after the initial questioning, instead continuing with a careful question.
Although Kieran was still as dull and expressionless as ever, the old 'wise man' noticed something was different. However, he didn't dare to ask frankly.
"Em," Kieran nodded and looked at Luphus, his meaning obvious enough.
"I know some records about the Gods, but I can't assure you about their authenticity. That is why the books weren't placed in this storage house—a lot of people thought these records are nothing but ridiculous stories. If you need any of those, I'll send someone to get it for you," said Luphus.
"Bring them here," said Kieran.
"Right away," Luphus replied.
...
"You think what you know is the truth ? You are just blinded by some confusing facts!"
An old scholar was slamming the table fiercely, his slim figure making him seem exceptionally angry. After he slammed the table with his hand, it didn't just shook the glasses, his palm even turned red.
Pain was spreading on his palm but the old scholar didn't care. Instead, he went around the table and wanted to grab another scholar, seemingly similar in age, by the collar.
The other old scholar didn't want to show weakness and step back either, so he swung a punch at the the first scholar.
"I have my own unique viewpoint in this and you are jealous of my talents! You have always been like that since we were young!"
The second old scholar shouted at his peer and engaged in a fight as the first old scholar came over.
The other colleagues of the two fighting scholar tried to break them off and calm them down. Their faces showed nothing but bitter smiles because they had seen fights such as these countless times.
Every single time, it would end up in a mess and caused the other colleagues to be helpless. A while later, the same scene would repeat itself.
Persistence! Stubborn!
It was a merit of every scholar but at the same time a flaw as well.
Of course, every single one of the scholars present didn't think 'stubbornness' was a flaw.
Sometimes, they even took pride in being stubborn.
While the scholars were engaged in their usual fighting, a seemingly normal book was shaking in the corner, none of them noticing because of the noisy scene. The book shook like it was sucking on something but he next moment, the shaking stopped abruptly.
A powerful palm grabbed it from the shadow and was then stuffed into a hungry mouth.
Munching sounded throughout the room and the 'power' that enveloped everyone quickly dissipated.
Bang!
The rack that the book was on broke as if it was struck by lightning. The little commotion stopped the two fighting scholars.
"Hmph! I have to go tidy up the books!" The first scholar grunted coldy as he disengaged.
"Don't you dare claim you love books more than me! I am also a book lover!"
The second scholar didn't want to show weakness at all.
Their colleagues, however, blocked the two of them after a tacit agreement, thinking the fight would continue at the racks, but to their surprise, the two scholars didn't argue and fight anymore. Instead, they truly went over to the collapsed rack and cleaned up the books; they worked exceptionally well together too.
Although along the process of tidying, the two of them would glare at each other and blow a fuse, they didn't punch each other in the face anymore.
"What a lucky rack!"
The other scholars exclaimed and expressed their praise before helping the duo.
The two old scholars were no longer at the age of doing labour work.
The younger ones should train themselves harder with 'work', especially at night.
Inside another room, the bed was shaking as the couple were 'working' on top.
Then, the young man jumped off the bed, barefoot and shirtless, running to the study room for a pink color book.
"The position is still not right. How can a normal person achieve this kind of position…"
"Honey, where are you?"
A sweet moan later, the young man gave up thinking. After a quick glance at the pink book, he was ready for a second round with a new position.
There must be one among the plethora of positions that would suit him.
After the young man returned to the bed, to his honey, the pink book tried to shake again amidst the squeaking sounds of the bed and 'clappings', but before it could, it was swallowed by a giant mouth. This time, the chewing didn't even happen and the book was swallowed straight to the stomach.
One book, two books, three books.
All the special books in Gordor were eaten one after another.
Each time a book got eaten, the translucent figure hiding in a corner of the manor trembled.
The translucent figure groaned in pain as if a part of its flesh was ripped away, but it didn't stop the figure from doing what it was doing: stuffing books into his cloth-wrapped bundle.
That's right, the figure with the title of God of Knowledge wanted to run away!
He had never seen a man like Kieran: calm and vigilant yet rampant and ruthless.
Most importantly, Kieran lived by his own rules.
The God of Knowledge knew should he appear and explain himself, the hungry monster would swallow him alive.
Likewise, if he didn't provide a satisfying answer to Kieran, he would be hunted down.
Therefore, the God of Knowledge quickly took out a piece of paper and wrote something down.
After his little message was written, he sensed the hungry monster getting closer. He grabbed his cloth-wrapped bundle and vanished into thin air, leaving the piece of paper falling down from the air.


Welcome to a virtual underground game with no protection, full of lurking players who seek survival, power, and fortune. Kieran chose to enter this VRMMORPG game without hesitation, because he knew this was the only way for him to escape death’s grasp. Can he escape death in real life though, or will he end up dying inside the game? 

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