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 It has been i while since i`m in webnovel, and i noticed that some authors have problems with ideas for their Novels, many ideas copied ( like 1 book of X theme, 1 week later more 3 books of X theme), soo.... I made this book for the Readers of Webnovel suggest what themes they would like to read and themes for Authors, Helping  everyone :D                                        
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TOP PRIORITY: Original Themes that have never been written in webnovel or those who have not being work properly/left unfinished/not explored at all etc...

Romance is a very popular genre in Webnovels. The first thing that come to mind when we talk about romance are the CEO novels. Even though we don't want to admit it, they are the mainstream romance stories in the Webnovel website. 

So why do people love romance stories? I hope you find the answer while reading this chapter.

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FattyBai: No worries, was just a bit curious. It's always amazing seeing how the Romance genre basically dominates the site.

Parasection: and CEO stories.

FattyBai: So I was sort of curious what the demographics on the reader's sex were. But yeah, it's a fair assumption to say that the ladies rule the site, lol

WWFire: Readers gender stats r ambiguous, it is manipulatable after all.

FattyBai: Unless there's this hidden group of guys who have been starving for CEO romance novels (which would actually be funny).

Parasection: But the sacred texts.

WWFire: All I see are genderless alien. *derp emoticon*

reinesse ♥: kek.

FattyBai: How do we pull in the female readers in if we can't write a romance story? *cry emoticon*

Parasection: No choice but to write yaoi then.

WWFire: We who read these kind of fantasy novels don't live our lives correctly pal.

CailinMatthews: *ghost hug emoticon*

Parasection: Give in to the demons.

WWFire: That's why we escape reality sometimes. 

FattyBai: It's like being offered a big cake and unable to take a slice.

Zehell2218: I think male reader have their own chance and market.

FattyBai: For sure, but it'd be nice to tap into both sides.

Zehell2218: @FattyBai I think I'll make fantasy romance so I can attract both.

FattyBai: I mean, it's not a bad idea, but how do you split it up? 50% romance/50% dragon ball z?


Parasection: The fuq that sounds like an abomination.

FattyBai: It does.

Zehell2218: @FattyBai No it's 80% romance 20% action. *joy emoticon*

Noveljunky: Besides Romance, what else do females like to read?

Parasection: BL, yaoi, drama.

Zehell2218: Still BL is romance.

Anjeeriku: horror lol.

reinesse ♥: @Noveljunky xianxia I think.

Noveljunky: Mmm.

Zenith: Well, need too write romance...kek

Zehell2218: Do female reader like to read apocalypse novel? Quick question since I will make fantasy romance in apocalypse.

[A/N: Sis, did you forget that you're a girl too?]

Totally Not Nano: nah oof.

FattyBai: @Zehell2218 Aww, man. But then you have to develop characters and write meaningful dialogue.

Zenith: I am probably gonna f*ck up my time trying to make a romance story.

FattyBai: We like blowing stuff up and fighting baddies.

Zehell2218: cmon it will be comedy. *laugh emoticon*

Parasection: The best thing in a novel is character development humor and action romance can be on the side.

Anjeeriku: Romance can be a great sub genre.

Parasection: how does one even write romance? I don't know where to begin with that genre.

FattyBai: I'm a simple guy, I see plot and I drown it in martial arts and manly stuff. Of course, I don't know what feelings are. Can you eat them to increase your cultivation base? *think smart emoticon*

Parasection: I've never experienced romance so i'd fail the moment i'd attempt a story like that.

Zehell2218: Actually, I like to write fighting scene but without romance my reader will kill me. So...yeah I tag it as romance! *joy emoticon*

Parasection: Fight scenes are fun to write.

FattyBai: I'm trying to break through into the "Immortal lonely sperg" phase~

Zehell2218: Very sloooooowww romance.

Anjeeriku: Please no abusive ML @Zehell2218 They're disgusting. idk why women like to read them.

Zehell2218: @Anjeeriku I don't know if girls who read xianxia will read apocalypse novel too.

reinesse ♥: I wanna write a novel like it's not easy to be a man after traveling to the future.

Zehell2218: @Anjeeriku No I won't make abusive ML. @reinesse ♥ same *joy emoticon*

Totally Not Nano: @Anjeeriku *cough* TBWWM *cough*

reinesse ♥: And an actual xianxia novel with reasonable characters.

Zehell2218: But without the romance it's bland.

reinesse ♥: Like characters, especially main character who knows how to adjust because extreme pride is not good.

FattyBai: @Zehell2218 Baby Dragon Truer words have not been spoken, and that scares me.

reinesse ♥: Some villains are really brainless. they can scheme, but they don't have a reasonable reason to do so

Zenith: Kek.

Zehell2218: @Zenith gramps I have idea for fantasy romance lemme tell you after I finish writing and see if it's interesting or not.

Zenith: Get the MC u desire! Yeah @Zehell2218 

FattyBai: I fear becoming a more wholesome and fleshed out human being. Please no development.

Zehell2218: @Zenith It's ok. Just want to see if people will find this good or not. *joy emoticon*

Totally Not Nano: I think there's a formula in getting famous as a writer.

[A/N: Oh? Such formula exist? Teach me Senpai!]

Totally Not Nano: Let's debate about it. *thinking emoticon*

Parasection: The formula is write romance and you're set.

Totally Not Nano: Any genre + xxxxxxx = top 1.

[A/N: Today… I lost faith in humanity.]

Noveljunky: If you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares back.

Moonbirth: Write a lot. Write everyday. Post a lot everyday... write about what readers want to read about.

Anjeeriku: Write a lot. be a slave. Lol


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Elyon knew that "Romance" is not his strong point. He writes a fantasy story with romance, but he can't tell if the romance will be able to attract female readers. Out of curiosity, he asked some of his fellow authors the question "Why do you read romance stories?"

Here are their answers…

Kyosei: Because I am single. 

Reili: To fill my empty void of a love life.

Minrei: Because romance let you feel what is to be loved, plus it is universal you dont need to learn magic or cultivation in order to read.

Bajj: Due to lack of romance irl.

Murakami: I read because I enjoy the friction and conflict between the FL and ML. The insistence vs resistance is naisu.

Qin: I reads romance only for ideas and info.

VlassisBehrakis: I don't read romance novels.

[A/N: Oof I asked the wrong person.]

Elyon then  ̶a̶m̶b̶u̶s̶h̶e̶d̶ asked some readers about their opinion about romance novels.

Yin: I read romance novels because I want that kind of drama to happen to me in real life. But I know it will never happen haha.

A Certain Irresistible Meowlin: I wonder why? And I do read romance novels. Though the chance of me dropping them is also the highest out of all the genres. Every so often I come across a scene that makes me just want to squeal and fangirl. 

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Elyon decided to dig deeper and asked a few of his senior "romance authors" some questions about their reason for writing romance stories.

The first question is… Why did you choose to write Romance Stories?

Anjeeriku: I'm comfortable writing romance stories compared to other genres. I'm a helpless romantic person and I like novels that can invoke other people's feelings.

Bajj: First of all, I like reading romance story. It was the reason why I read books before and reading other genres comes after. All in all, due to these romance fiction books, I got the opportunity to read more great books with different genre.

MishaK: That's what I read, so write that too.

Zehell2218: Because as reader, I want to read romance novel so when I write, I write romance since my motto is I write what I want to read.

Ikazainudin: The easiest genre. Everyone can relate.

End_of_Era: It wasn't a full on Romance, it was slice of life with romance which I feel was necessary with progression of the characters.

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The second question… When you were making your ML and FL, did you imagine yourself as the lead of your story at any given point in time?

Anjeeriku: I would be a liar if I said no. There were instances that I'd put myself in my FL's shoes. Whenever that happens, my writing feels more passionate and truthful that sometimes it was hard to know where my fl starts and where I end. 

Shen Yi, LMD's ML was based on a person I've lost, The One That Got Away so it was sometimes hard not to self-insert whenever there were scenes that need to invoke feelings from readers. 

Bajj: I believe that every character the author was making and breathing life into it, a part of him/her is added to its character. But me imagining of being the ML/FL, never. I'm too pure for that. Kek

MishaK: Yes I did but sometimes. Otherwise you can't infuse emotions in your characters. It is important to understand your characters.

Zehell2218: Yes, I imagine myself as the lead. Of course, I tweak it a bit, such as in age and appearance. But mostly, the characteristics is similar to me.

Ikazainudin: FL and ML character based on what I want to be irl. Yup. I imagine that will be my love story.

End_of_Era: Yes, my leads had some ocassional self insertion.

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The third question… If you were to choose some other genre aside from romance, what would you pick?

Anjeeriku: Fantasy. I always look up to those authors who can write fantasy stories/novels well. I believe writing a fantasy novel is harder than writing romance. 

[A/N: Ahem! 10 points to Griffindor!]

Bajj: Horror/thriller/Action. Read GGGB godamnit! [Good Girl Gone Bad]

MishaK: I am writing a Fantasy romance aside from regular vanilla romance *smile emoticon*

Zehell2218: Fantasy, magical realism, fan fiction.

Ikazainudin: Psychological/horror and maybe children story.

End_of_Era: The new genre I'm writing is fantasy/violent .

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The fourth and final question… If you were to give a message to your beloved readers, what would it be?

Anjeeriku: I'm sorry for not being inconsistent with updates. Y'all know I love you, but a little consideration and patience as I face this rough patch in my life would be very much appreciated.

Bajj: Vote me please :* mass release comes after, deal?

[A/N: Oof!]

MishaK: Be responsible in reviewing the book you are reading. Authors love to listen from their readers. So talk to them.

Zehell2218: Beloved reader, your author here is working hard to provide your daily dose so pliz pretty pliz, read my chapter using paid SS since I don't get even a penny for free SS. 

Tips: use free SS on translation novel. The translator still get money and use paid SS on original novel so we can get a bit money to continue living *wink*

Ikazainudin: I want readers to know, that love, hope and miracles exist. Be open and value each moment of your life like the MC's did.


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Author's Thoughts

Hello Guys! I hope you enjoyed this chapter of WWCG. Personally, I've read a few CEO novels myself. I also read some FL stories like A Slight Smile Is Devastating (Love O2O), Hidden Marriage, Doomed to be Cannon Fodder, Transmigrator meets Reincarnator, A Mistaken Marriage Match: A Generation of Military Counselor, There Is an Angel in That Church (short story), Eight Treasures Trousseau, Grabbing Your Hand, Dragging you Away, A Mistaken Marriage Match: Record of Washed Grievances…

Ai~ there's a few more that I won't add to the list because it will create a wall of text. Well anyways, the reason why I read these stories is to get an idea on "WHY" the ladies love to read them.

Let's just say that it's a unique way to see a world in the eye of a lady (if you are a man of course). When done properly, the execution of the story can capture the hearts of anyone, even male readers. I believe that no matter what gender you are, as long as you find the story interesting then it doesn't matter whether you are a guy or a gal no?

Perhaps, when I'm not too busy to write my stories, I'll once again pick a romance novel to read. Hopefully, I will find another hidden gem that will bring unexpected surprises to anyone who are lucky enough to find them.

P.S I would like to thank my fellow authors, especially my senior romance authors who answered some of my questions regarding romance novels. 

To my senior authors, May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind always be at your back. May the Power Stones shine warm upon your face, and Spirit Stones fall soft upon your fields. (￣▽￣)ノ

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Prologue: The Story behind Eranoth's Lore-books.

Eranoth stared at the blank pages of his outdated version of Microsoft word. "Growing up, I studied a large assortment of really random stuff in depth. How do I make this useful?" He asked his elder sister, RedPandaChick. 
"I don't have an answer for you, however, I am using my knowledge in writing. Using actual knowledge and applying it to my stories is great!" She replied.
"I'm doing that, but it doesn't seem like enough." Eranoth thought for a bit. My research has almost no real life application though… "Wait! I have an idea!"
RedPandaChick looked up. "Oh?"
"I have wanted to compile my research on various topics into one place anyways. Why don't I write it down and share it. Others can then learn different ways to apply story aspects and I can make my odd knowledge useful!"
The elder sister smiled. "That sounds like a great idea! There is another author that the people in the webnovel chat on discord they call "Wikipedia" because they have answers to a lot of things. This could be a great way for you to get involved in webnovel before you get further in your actual novels."
Eranoth smiled. "I think the other authors may appreciate it."
"I think more than just other authors will appreciate it." She replied.
Eranoth excitedly got to work. Hoping that Eranoth's book of lore research is well liked despite the limited story being told. 
The adult male started writing. "To the readers: As most of the content has actually been created through extrapolation and pondering on the subjects in question rather than from a website or specific sources, there will be very few reference links to actual resources. To authors that are struggling with means to understand the intricacies of things, feel free to message me a "subject" you wish for help understanding. While I cannot guarantee accuracy, especially if it is out of my realm of expertise, the lore I write in these books are fantastic ways to apply concepts. Happy writing!"
"P.S. When I start posting my real stories I hope you will love them!
P.P.S. Sadly, despite all of my theory-craft, no successful real life application has been attained."

Lore Book 1: Shapeshifting: An in depth on the myriad methods of creating change to oneself or others. 

Chapter 1: The basics of shapeshifting

 "Most people think of shapeshifting in a few simple ways." Eranoth muttered to himself as he pondered how to simplify the explanation for chapter 1. "The most commonly accepted method is known as blood-shifting even though most don't call it that. Blood shifting has a few sub-categories but that is for another chapter or 3..." 
Relaxing Gameboy Pokemon music played on youtube as he wrote.
He pet the cat sized white tiger plushy RedPandaChick got him while she was at the zoo last time. "How would you explain it?" 
The inanimate object did not respond. 
Eranoth steeled his nerves as this was something he had put off for years. "Over the ages many people have tried to give shapeshifting a very esoteric definition. For the sake of simplicity I am going to use the following very broad definition. *Shapeshifting is the act of changing from one shape into another.* This broad explanation is actually very inclusive and brings in topics not commonly associated with shapeshifting. But that is a topic for another chapter."
"Shapeshifting has many names. Some of these include: Form shifting, Mutating, Evolving, adaption, Transforming and so on. Despite the fact that these names talk about the same 'over-arching concept', they are actually very different when you get down to the nitty gritty. " 
"Logic is a difficult thing to have when involving shapeshifting outside of the 'norm'. Think about it, how can a frog suddenly become a rabbit? When push comes to shove, how does it actually work? Magically?"
Eranoth face palmed at his own sarcasm.  "Sorry, allow me to clarify. When writing about a magic there is a 'logical' explanation for that magic, how it works, and so on within the realm the magic exists in. Often times, the 'how it works' for shapeshifting, magical or not, is glazed over, especially when it isn't the primary focus of the story. Lawless shapeshifting can actually lore break."
"Take Legendary Moonlight Sculpture for example. There is a low level npc evil priest that casts a transformation type unholy spell and turns a soldier from the enemy into a ferocious wolf that attacks his own best friends. The soldier couldn't stop it or resist. Holy! That is powerful! Why not use that spell to destroy an army rather than a fireball?"
Now let's turn our attention to Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. For those who have not read it, I won't go into detail to avoid spoilers. My personal favorite chapter in that whole book is a lore broken transfiguration spell. The target couldn't resist. Their wand fell to the floor. They couldn't use their magic as a result and they became a harmless critter completely at the mercy of the caster. If that much power could be used from a simple spell, then couldn't the dark lord have been stopped ages ago by being turned into a pocket watch?"
Eranoth laughed to himself. "In games it is the same. The MC saves A B and C from transformation curse. But if you really thought about it, if the curse were cast on the MC wouldn't the story suddenly end? Instant game over? Another in game example, MC uses transformation spell to perform task D. They are able to pull it off flawlessly and nobody suspects a thing."
The old pokemon music ended and Eranoth pulled up another song by a remixer named Kamex.  He took a deep breath after complaining about ads about liberty mutual and google fi.
"As you can see, lawless shapeshifing can lead to a plethora of questions and break the lore of a story. However, Shapeshifting shouldn't be a taboo. In fact, when I start posting my own stories on webnovel, you will see that shapeshifting can actually amplify the story or allow for a very different way to affect a story. To be honest, I haven't read many people's works yet. However, I want to applaud the writer Harry_Dresden in regards to his comprehension of shapeshifting within the world of his book Werewolf in another world. Even though it is the easiest of the lore to find information regarding, (Conditional Bloodshifting and Illusion-shifting), every time transformations are involved in his story, the lore is maintained."
"When involving most things in a story, you should consider a few things. What purpose does it have? How does it work within the world I have created? Shapeshifting has a bit more to consider as well. What is the cost? What is the result? How does it happen? Does it end? ETC."
Eranoth put his face into his hands thinking that this is probably too much of an info dump despite the fact that the entirety of the book is intended to be an info dump.  "I should take a break and prepare the chicken I will be using for dinner." He said as he left his computer behind before getting ready to write chapter 2.

© J Eranoth

Eranoth's Lore books are a series of books about otherworldly lore. They are designed to bring clarification about subjects that are not easily understood. 
This particular lorebook is dedicated to the many methods of shapeshifting. 

Eranoth's actual novels will come out at a later time when they are ready to be unleashed upon the world. Please know that Eranoth's lore books are not his world's lore, they are general lore for the use and adaption of writers.

For those seeking logic for lore, feel free to let me know what types of lore you want me to write books for. Before you get all excited, I WILL NOT waste time writing lore books on topics easily found with google OR adult content. If you want a lorebook on those types of things don't ask.

Happy reading and Writing!
Note: Due to the nature of the book, there is very little 'story' but I have tried to break it up a bit with story to make it less of a straight info dump.

After eating his breakfast and taking a bath, Alexander sat down and then opened his mailbox.

The first mail was from Samuel Taylor, about the registration of the company. He was really excited about starting his company and earning more, with beauties in each hand.
{AN: Our MC is f**king introvert and dense! and he dares to dream about beauties? Nah, That's not him, that's due to soul fusion!! }

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Registration Complete.

Registered Name: MicroTech 

Registered Tax Number: AJ111777999

Registered Owner: Alexander Joseph

Identification Number: AJ123456789
]

Everything was successfully done and now he can sign contracts with all those writers who are willing to work with him and can also recruit new people to work for him.

He didn't wait for anything and opened his code editor to start working on the serialised story reading platform. He didn't need to use his brain cells excessively and just copied down everything like the platform from his world. This took him more than 3 hours even if he was just copying because once he started copying he faced many problems. There weren't certain pre-built libraries in this world, so he created them from scratch.

When he finished writing and debugging his code, it was already 2 pm. He quickly bought an online hosting space as well as domain. He didn't buy his own servers because he currently didn't have a space for them. He posted his newly created platform and reconfigured some changes.

After everything was done about online platform, he started to read replies from the authors and was happy to see positive answers from 88 authors out of hundred, other 12 authors also, didn't reject his offer and were just trying to negotiate higher prices.

He didn't reply to those emails and just started preparing contracts for those positive authors. Once all the contacts were ready, he transferred them to his USB drive and went out to find a printing store, as he doesn't have a printer here.

By 9 pm at night, he finished posting all the contacts to the authors. Although he signed e-contracts with them, he sent them a written copy of contacts.

After transferring the money to these authors and asking them to take down their work from their own websites and blogs, he started to upload stories on his own platform "WebStories".

He uploaded all the completed stories on the platform by himself and gave out author credentials to the authors who were still writing their stories and were in the middle of their stories.

With all of this, his tiring day ended and he slept.

Next morning he woke up at 4 due to habit. He didn't go to the bathroom to brush his teeth or changed to his tracksuit for exercise. He opened his laptop and went to see his website stats.

Even though he was already expecting this but he still cursed, "Holy Shit!"

Just after a night, his platform was already having about 125,000 free users and nearly 35,000 premium users. Each subscription was priced at $10 GD per month and with his current 35,000 premium users, he already earned $350,000GD overnight!

He spent $10000GD per book for about 125 books, costing him $1,250,000GD and he already recovered $350,000GD.

Alexander was in a great mood to see this result. He stood up and changed into his tracksuit. He went to the playground to start exercising. 

He didn't do any running or push-ups, he just started walking along the path using Devil's Walk. He didn't run too fast but just tried to not fall while walking and take lighter steps with each successive steps.

While he used to run 5 to 8 rounds along the track daily, he was already breathing too heavily just after running 750-790 metres. He could feel his own heart rampaging inside his chest cavity while his lungs inflating and deflating at their full capacity. 

"This devil's walk is really devilish for the people! I think it might really summon the devil soul reaper here!"

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An introverted, unhealthy and orphan boy dies after saving a girl from a car accident on modern earth. 

At the same time in a parallel realm, a boy dies due to over-exhaustion.

Former's soul takes over the later' body.

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A mechanical voice awakes him from the deep slumber.
He feels something's off.

"F*ck, how am i still alive? Is this hospital?"

"But where's this smell coming from?"

He frantically sits up and looked around, only to curse more.

"F*ck!!!"

"It... It isn't a hospital! Thi... This is an onion warehouse!!"

"But why am I here instead of the hospital?"

[ To Sit on the Throne of World ]

Mechanical Voice sounded once again, frightening him to death!


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"What? You're the author of [Stories About The Ming Dynasty]. 

Returning home, Jiang Dejun walked in to be shocked by Jiang Cheng! 

Jiang Cheng was actually the author of [Stories About The Ming Dynasty].

"So the reason why you didn't go to Hainan with us, was because you actually wanted to stay home and write a novel? I thought you gave up on writing and wanted to become an actor?" Jiang Dejun asked, completely puzzled.

"Yeah, Xiao Cheng, are you picking up writing again?" Jiang Cheng's mother Gao Linlan asked puzzled.
 
"I never put it down and I still plan to act. I've had the idea for [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] for a while now but I was afraid of affecting my studies, so I pushed it aside till now!" Jiang Cheng lied.

"But when did you become interested in history? Let alone the Ming Dynasty?" Jiang Dejun quizzed, still with doubts.

"There's a quote online that sparked my interest and gave me inspiration - There is no China without the Qing Dynasty and no Qing Dynasty without the Ming Dynasty. I became very interested in the Ming Dynasty, so I collected information and began to write a book about the Ming Dynasty. A lot of it is thanks to your collection, Dad! Otherwise I couldn't find such a wealth of information on my own."  Jiang Cheng said, pointing to the thick stack of history books on the computer desk.

Bright Moon was his son.

Jiang Dejun thought, realizing the reality of his situation. He was stuck in two minds, pride and sheer surprise, his son had surpassed his expectations with this one. 
 
When he learned that Jiang Cheng wasn't just randomly hiding behind the scenes but in actual fact waiting for them to arrive back in order to discuss the matter of publishing. Jiang Dejun and Gao Linlan were relieved and the issue of publishing [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] became the main focus.

"I suggest you choose one of those large publishing houses. I think People's Literature Publishing House would be good. These large-scale publishing houses are generally more formal. They have their own sales models and networks, but they are also more prone to bullying. Their share splits are very low, and authors can generally only get 5 to 15% of book sales. 

Only well-known authors and novels can get over 15%. But the average author can only take less than 8%. So when you talk to these publishers, you must pay attention to grasp their bottom line and maintain your bottom line as well or else they will squeeze you dry." Jiang Dejun as an industry expert explained, giving advice.

"So that's how it is, what about those smaller publishing houses?" Jiang Cheng nodded. Fortunately, there was someone in his family who knew the inside story, otherwise he could have potentially lost several million. Because in his memory, sales for [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] in his previous life exceeded 10 million copies making it the best-selling historiography in 30 years.

"Well naturally, smaller publishing houses can't compete in terms of reach and network, which leads them to take more risks. These small publishing houses generally look for newcomers with potential to raise. Whilst also swooping in from time to time when those large publishing houses turn down less profitable books. They live in the cracks of the larger publishing houses. As for their share splits, it's slightly higher but overall pretty similar to those of larger publishing houses."

"Why don't they increase the percentage split to attract well-known authors?"

"It's not that they don't want to, but they don't dare. If they did, then they would have to face the joint suppression of the major publishing houses. Every industry has its own rules, and some rules can't be broken. "

Jiang Cheng understood the principle but seeing how badly authors were currently being squeezed, he couldn't help but feel slightly unresigned.

"Dad, what would you think about me handing over [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] to Southern Weekly for publication and distribution?" Jiang Cheng asked, putting forward his own idea.

Jiang Dejun said with relief: "As the CEO of Southern Weekly, naturally I would love to have [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] at Southern Weekly; but as your father, I have to remind you to think over your choices carefully before making a decision, after all, although Southern Weekly isn't small, it's definitely not a huge publishing house, so the benefits you could gain might not be comparable. I need to discuss it with your Uncle Xu, but I estimate that we can give you a maximum of 30%. This is because of your current popularity and the fact that you are family, otherwise it would be 20% at most. "

Jiang Cheng nodded seriously and said, "Understood, I'll talk to Uncle Xu then before making a decision."

Jiang Cheng a screenwriter is reincarnated to 2001, into the seventeen-year-old body of another Jiang Cheng. 

Clutching onto the dreams of his previous life he attempts to succeed where he previously failed. 

He starts from scratch, as a small-time screenwriter writing television shows and movie scripts. 

Filled with dreams of becoming a generational  entertainment legend and establishing an entertainment empire he takes the road to become the King of Film.

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Some argue that various works by authors that do not meet the requirement of fine grammar and spelling are rubbish. Here, each person has his own opinion, and let him stick to it and impose his opinion on others as the ultimate truth, it speaks only of ignorance of life. It is diverse.

Is the work of authors with poor grammar garbage? In my opinion, no. Each author tells his story, passed through his worldview, attitude, understanding of life, his experience and thoughts about the world. It's always interesting for me to read this personally.

I'm a bibliophile, I read a lot of classic works of art, Tomass and Gernih Mana, Feuchtwanger, Mark Twain, Stvenson, Romain Roland, Galsworthy, Tolstoy and all his volumes and there are about 19 of them! I didn't read Dostoevsky, I didn't like him. But Azek Azimov, Ursuda Le Guin, Tolkien, Kipling, Conandoyle, Louis Besenar and others I read with pleasure. Li Bo, the poetry is gorgeous. Novels of feudal and late feudal China, Japan, Korea. Novels and novels by Chinese prose writers of the early 20s and 80-90s of the 20th century.

In general, I read about 10,000 books. Fiction, fantasy, poetry, historical novels, ballads, myths and legends.

After that I became interested in reading historical documentaries - about the history of the Silk Road, Archeology, History, Ethnography, Etymology, the Big Game, the story of the confrontation of imperial intelligence in the vast regions of the Silk Road.

I read about 550 books, from the 16th to the beginning of the 21st century.

I have some kind of base for evaluating short stories and novels.

Sometimes works written flawlessly in terms of grammar, alas ... they are completely devoid of meaning, they are not interesting, they do not have fascinating stories, conclusions, experience, thoughts. But work with poor grammar, on the contrary, have unique information. Of course, not all works, but there are some.

Therefore, when assessing the creativity of another person, the author, being so categorical in evaluations, says only that you have a maximalist who still knows life poorly. This is the right of choice, each person, and to impose a choice on another according to my preferences, I consider this not comme il faut. Well, here everyone has a point of view.

In fact, this is an eternal question - what is more important? Beautiful text form or good content? Bestsellers are those works that combine good text and good content.

I am the author myself. But not a professional writer, but a techie. I don't know much about composition, about the intricacies of writing good text. But I have a very interesting content. Is my story garbage? I do not think so? Do I respect the reader? Sure. But writing is better so far I can't. Nevertheless, I have my own circle - readers who are interested in my work. There are not hundreds or thousands of people, but a couple of dozen will be typed.

I write in the genre - a documentary historical fiction, there are many interesting facts about the Silk Road with which I wanted to share. If I were waiting for the moment when I could write well in terms of English grammar ... I would not be able to share it now ... maybe in a couple of years ... and still I would not be able to write like this they write - people from English-speaking countries. This is a favorite topic of native speakers to reproach those who learn this language in their ignorance of the intricacies of the language they learn, grammar and spelling errors ... As we say, the dog barks, the caravan goes on. That happens.

English is the world language of communication. Moreover, for me it is the third language. I speak English well, but my grammar is lame. I admit it. Yes, I need to teach her, but I don't think I can write in perfect English.

The overall result - write as you can, share your thoughts, in the era of information, the content itself is important and not its form. One way or another, it can help others, they can come to a new thought and write a story about your topic that you would like to read yourself!


As they say in the East - do good and throw it into the water, a person will not know, the fish will know!

Peace and prosperity!

Thoughts of why and why stories are written.

All the same English, he has not improved in 18 days.

I'll figure something out, try to correct the text.

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This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

When Xiang Wan came back to the campus, she met several authors in the main hall.
There were male authors as well as female authors. They were sitting on the sofa, chatting with each other.
As Xiang Wan did not know any of them, she only gave them a polite smile.
She was preparing to walk past them when a male author sitting on the sofa called out to her.
"Hey Beautiful, which website are you from, what's your name?"
Xiang Wan was startled. "Wen Quan Book Treasury. Xiang Gongzi Wan."
"Ah, Gongzi[Young Master]? Ha, nice to meet you, Gongzi."
"…"
To be honest, when Xiang Wan bantered with her readers on the Internet, she felt that her pen name was really cool and fun.
But it felt a bit awkward to say it out in front of strangers.
"Everyone, nice to meet you!"
Besides this, she did not know know what else she could say.
"I'll go up first. Bye."
She smiled at the group and headed straight to the lift.
A gaze followed her from behind but she didn't notice it.
…
The training officially began the next morning.
Like all schools, the first lesson was self-introduction.
Xiang Wan then noticed that her classmates were the industry's famous authors.
Wen Quan Book Treasury selected three female authors for the training. The other two female authors were more famous than Xiang Wan. One of them was even a big shot from the Women's Genre.
However, Xiang Wan attracted the most attention as she was the most striking girl in class.
In the real world, looks do matter.
Xiang Wan had attractive facial features—a heart-shaped face; a pair of big eyes, deep and bright as well as fair, delicate skin without spots and scars. She had a slender, curvy figure, and a pair of beautiful long legs. When she smiled, she gave off a feeling of gentleness and mild temperament.
Generally, such women would fall under the most desirable girlfriend category from the men's perspective.
After Xiang Wan finished introducing herself, her deskmate handed a notebook over to her.
"May I have your autograph?"
Xiang Wan turned and saw the guy, the one who called out to her at the hall last night.
"I… I'm not a famous author." She smiled apologetically.
"It doesn't matter." The guy blinked at her. "Even a famous author may not be able to write something that could foresee what's going to happen next in a case."
"…"
So did he know about her?
That guy spoke in a lower tone and chuckled, "I've read your novel when Zhao Jiahang died. Your writing is quite good. If you publish your novel in the Men's Genre, your book might have flown off the shelves…"
Eh?
Was it a compliment that she had done a good job in her novel or praising her that she had the mentality of a guy?
Xiang Wan gave an awkward smile. "Thank you."
The self-introduction soon ended.
The authors were now students in this training programme. The facilitator let the student representatives have a word with everyone in the classroom.
There were three student representatives that were from different websites. Each one of them were renowned authors that everyone in the classroom had heard of before.
After they finished addressing everyone with their speech, the facilitator moved on to the Q&A session between the student representatives and rest of students.
The student representatives were two guys and a girl. They took turns to answer questions. Many of the students asked the two male representatives questions and both of them answered all of them without a hitch.
Lastly, it was the turn of the female representative.
Xiang Wan heard about her before. She was the big shot that came from Wen Quan Book Treasury. Her pen name was Zi Tan[1].
She seemed rather aloof and taciturn. Thus, nobody asked her any questions.
The facilitator waited for a while and saw that the students were whispering amongst themselves, yet nobody asked a question and the atmosphere started to get awkward.
"Is there no one who has questions to ask our Miss Zi Tan?"
Such a question sounded really embarrassing.
A layer of red started to show up on Zi Tan's cheeks.
Xiang Wan was from the same website as her. Seeing that she was faced with such a situation, Xiang Wan quickly raised her hand to break the strange atmosphere.
"I would like to ask Miss Zi Tan. You have written so many wonderful works, I believe there must be a supportive gentleman behind you… Well, I actually wanted to ask, are you married?"
Xiang Wan actually felt a bit embarrassed to have asked this question.
Actually she wanted to ask if she had a boyfriend, but in the end, she couldn't hold her tongue.
Xiang Wan could have asked questions relating to her work but she had never read her books before, hence, unable to raise any question relating to her works.
The original intention was to help her, yet in the end, Miss Zi Tan's face obviously gone redder than before.
"She said, "I'm still… Thank you!"
The whole room was filled with applause.
Xiang Wan's face was now burning hot, she totally could not hear her reply at all.
Thinking back of the earlier scene, she wished the ground would swallow her up.
Why the hell did she ask that kind of question!
…
At a corner in the classroom.
Zi Tan was fiddling with her mobile phone with a gloomy face.
Beside her was the other female author from the same website, Du Landuo[2]. "Can't you tell?" She snorted, "I think she meant to embarrass you, knowing the fact that you've just divorced…"
Zi Tan replied coldly, "Don't have to worry about me, just say what's on your mind."
Du Landuo observed Zi Tan's facial expressions. "This girl's ambitious. Just look at how she revived her dying novel by taking advantage of the hype."
Zi Tan remained silent.
"I've heard that ever since she tasted the sweetness of the success of the hype," Du Landuo continued to sneer, "she's doing it again by shamelessly adapting an actual case as a plot for her novel…"
Zi Tan gave her a glance. "Want to go to the restroom?"
With that, she left the classroom for the restroom.
…
When Zi Tan came into the restroom, Xiang Wan was washing her hands at the basin.
"Hi!" Xiang Wan turned to greet her.
Xiang Wan thought there was nothing wrong being friendly as they were from the same website and furthermore, she had helped her out earlier.
However, Zi Tan straightened her back and walked past her as if she had not heard or seen anything.
The mirror reflected her aloof and cold face as well as her unapproachable attitude. 
A moment later, she heard a 'bang' in a cubicle. It was the sound of door closing.
Xiang Wan took a glance, wiped her hands, and left the restroom.
…
Wen Quan Book Treasury was an online literature website for women.
When there were a lot of women in a place, there were bound to be disputes. The amount of disputes had a positive correlation to the number of women.
Therefore, Xiang Wan rarely mixed around in the circle of authors. There were very few authors whom she was familiar with.
In the morning, the classroom had displayed the name tags of each and every student on the respective seats, which meant the seating arrangement was fixed.
However, after their lunch, the students started to mingle around.
Many of them took their name tags and sat together with those authors they were more familiar with.
A training like that appeared to be rather relaxed.
Some of the authors were actually daring enough to bring their laptop to the classroom. They sat at the back of the classroom and started to write their story.
Xiang Wan was not a famous nor popular author, and did not dare to do that. She sat in her original seat which was the third row from the front and was taking notes seriously.
Ding!
She received an SMS.
The student who sat beside took a look at her.
Xiang Wan felt her ears warm. She took a peek at her mobile phone while lowering her head.
"Why didn't you look for me when you're in the capital?"
Thump! Her heart missed a beat.
I blocked Cheng Zheng, why didn't I block him as well?
Xiang Wan mulled over how to reply as her finger stroked the screen, and that took her quite a while.
"I have class. Busy."
"Won't it end eventually?"
"… Yes."
"I had wanted to treat you to dinner. But since your attitude is so bad, this Young Master changed his mind."
"…"
Xiang Wan was speechless.
Besides Bai Muchuan, she had not seen another "tsundere" that acted like that?
Seriously, Xiang Wan felt like sending a rebuttal so powerful that could send him to his "death".
But she had yet to find the appropriate words when Bai Muchuan sent another message.
"I'm giving you a chance to apologize."
"?"
Xiang Wan was dying of laughter.
Really, she was not angry the least bit. She totally found this hilarious.
"Young Master Bai, did you send the message to the wrong person? Do we know each other very well?"
"Xiang Wan, the moment you got the autographed books, you forgot the one who helped you?"
Uh~ Alright!
For that, Xiang Wan was really grateful for his help.
Although up to until now, she did not know how Bai Muchuan managed to get Second Young Master Mu's autograph!
…
When she got the memorabilia, she posted to her WeChat Moments, and that shook the online literature world, right?
It's the only copy!
The only copy with the autograph in the market!
That autograph is hard to get!
There were countless comments that expressed their envy. In fact, Xiang Wan was too embarrassed to disclose she actually had a collection of such autographed books. 
However, there were also people who raised their doubts.
"Could it be fake?"
"Nobody has seen how the autograph of Second Young Master Mu looked like… Could this be just a prank to make people laugh?"
Of course, such comments were privately discussed and not left on WeChat. Xiang Wan only knew of it after someone told her.
However, when one kept hearing about such doubts, the doubt would take roots in the mind.
Hence, after contemplating for a while, she decided to ask Bai Muchuan.
"Are you close to Second Young Master Mu? How did you get the autographed books?"
Bai Muchuan did not reply.
This guy is trying to be aloof again?
"Hello, Bai Muchuan? Say something!"
"…"
"Are you mute?"
"…"
"Bai Muchuan, I've asked you a question."
She sent several SMS but Bai Muchuan only replied a sentence coldly.
"You've a lot of guts now? When you're asking for help, don't you know you have to change your attitude?" 
Pffft! Xiang Wan did not notice that when she lowered her head to chat on the mobile phone, the corners of her lips were turned upward.
"Who's asking you? Forget it then."
"The third volume of Second Young Master Mu's 'The White List' is almost out!"
Ahhhhhhhh! Really?
"What do you want in order to help me?"
"Try asking me nicely?"
"Young Master Bai, please help me. Help me get the autographed book!"
"Tell me, do we know each other well?"
Xiang Wan bit her lips lightly, her smile almost became a grin.
"Sometimes."
Maybe Bai Muchuan was satisfied with this answer.
This time, he did not make things difficult for her but behaved like an Emperor who bestowed her a reward.
"Wait for me to fetch you!" He said coldly.
…
When it was the last lesson, the people inside the classroom were almost gone by half.
Xiang Wan had to admit that the lecturer was really a cultured person. Despite half the class was gone, he was able to stand on the podium alone and continue to deliver his speech.
That lesson was the appreciation of the classic "Dream of the Red Chamber".
There had been a lot of debate over this great classical novel. Everyone had their own point of view over supporting the "bond of the stone and flower" or "marriage of jade and gold" where people argue over which female character would be a better match with the male leading character. 
The hot summer made people sleepy.
Xiang Wan had rested her arms on the table, about to doze off from the lecture, when she got awakened by the vibrating sounds of her mobile phone.
"Come down!"
What the! Bai Muchuan is here?
Xiang Wan looked at the lecturer's strict face, then glanced at the surrounding classmates before she secretly replied to the message.
"Lesson has not ended. It's not nice to leave now."
"Five minutes!"
"…"
Xiang Wan decided to comply.
She took a deep breath. When she noticed that the lecturer was not looking at her, she gave an awkward smile at the student sitting next to her, and held her stomach as if she needed to go to the restroom. Then she left the classroom with her head lowered.
Nobody bothered with her.
Everyone got used to such occurrences by the end of the day.
The classroom was located on the ninth floor, while the lower floors were all dorms.
Xiang Wan walked through the main hall at the ground floor and saw Bai Muchuan standing at the main entrance.
His car was parked aside quietly. He was leaning against it quietly as well, looking cold, arrogant, and relaxed.
The female authors who skipped their lesson and had returned to their dorms were looking at him through their windows…
Such a good-looking man with a bad*ss aura was indeed a rare sight.
Moreover, although Bai Muchuan had driven a car without showy features, not to forget that these women were mostly romance fiction authors, they were able to tell that the car was a Maybach!
That's a wealthy guy! they thought.
Xiang Wan braced herself to go to him. "Hi, you're looking good today."
"Hm?" Bai Muchuan raised his chin slightly while still wearing a cold face. His voice sounded a little unnatural; it was husky and muffled. "You have a good eye. Get on!"
Pffft!
Little thing.
"Why? You caught a cold? Your voice sounds blocked?"
"This is called sexy!"
"… Detective Bai, don't be shameless, save some face."
He took a glance at her. Then as if he was playing a magic trick, he made a swiping action before his face, and continued to look at her coldly. "Look, my face is back." 
Pffft! Xiang Wan suddenly felt like laughing.
At that moment, Bai Muchuan was undoubtedly charming.
But the funny thing was, since when was she as close to him like now?
She did not feel like they were in love, nor was this friendship, either.
How should she describe it? Casual friends going for a dinner?
Hmm, yes, friends that go for a dinner together, she thought.
That sounds fine.
Xiang Wan sat at the front passenger seat. When she relaxed, she also noticed that Bai Muchuan was not as indifferent as before.
Or rather, he had concealed a soul that was not as tough by pretending to be indifferent.
By just using a little bit of force, he would show his true self…
This discovery made her a little elated.
"What are you smiling at?"
"You look so happy to see me?" Bai Muchuan took a glance and remarked, "You missed me terribly?"
Hah! Xiang Wan was amused by him.
"I never thought you can behave like that… You're different from the Bai Muchuan that I know from Jin City. Sigh! Could it be that now that you have returned to the capital, you had a romantic encounter or something, so your mood has improved?"
Bai Muchuan's eyes started to get darker, but he still looked emotionless.
"Make a guess?" he said.
"Hahahaha."
Xiang Wan sat idly on the seat, her body and mind both relaxed.
Bai Muchuan suddenly leaned over to fasten her seat belt.
And he laughed softly at her ear.
"This is because… I might have seen an idiot."
A fresh, light scent seeped into her nose from his body.
"What are you doing? Are you crazy?" Xiang Wan cried out in a low tone, looking really flustered.
Bai Muchuan did not pull back. Instead, after seeing her desperately move back although there was nowhere to move to, he attempted to get closer and trapped her on her seat. He closed in on her, his eyes narrowed and his gaze stuck on her as though there was glue. "Try saying it one more time?"
Xiang Wan straightened up her neck. "No problem, I'll say it again. What do you want?"
Bai Muchuan did not say a word.
He lowered his head and went nearer to her.
"Xiang Wan."
The warm rays from the setting sun shone through the window behind him. As if he had been highlighted from the light reflection, his handsome face seemed more well-defined against the light.
What a heartthrob!
Xiang Wan's heart was trembling.
Was he going to kiss her?
The sudden thought made her close her eyes nervously.
Next, his big "claws" landed heavily on the top of her head.
"Sit tight! I'm starting the car now."
"…"
He's an Old Driver!
Xiang Wan cheeks blushed so much that it was burning.
Bai Muchun sat upright and started the engine. A sly smile formed on his solemn face but disappeared as quickly as it appeared.
[1] Zi Tan (紫檀) - A particular species of rosewood with a red hue. It was a precious type of wood usually used to make furniture for the royalty and nobles in ancient China.
[2] Du Landuo (毒兰朵) - This pen name has a meaning of a poisonous flower from the orchid family. Also sounds similar to the book by the name of Turandot, which has the exact hanyu pinyin name, Du Landuo.


Aspiring author Xiang Wan was deemed hopeless by her family and better off married when her fourth novel still did not do well. 
Just as she started to doubt herself and wonder if she should continue to pursue her dream as an author, things take an unexpected turn when a dazzling guy appears before her and she was taken away by the police as a prime suspect of a murder case.
A murder had taken place and the details were eerily similar to her mystery novel. 
From then on, her life turned topsy-turvy.
...........
Translator Review:
This is a novel encompassed with mystery, ethics, family ties, and romance. Of course, the highlights of this book are the murder cases. 
Although it’s a modern setup where none of the characters have a system or any other cheats, the Author managed to delight me with her writing, creative plots and a good pace without dragging her story. 
I marvel at the way the Author links up the clues and plot to explain the individual cases as well as paving the way to unravel the huge conspiracy behind the individual murders. Romantic plots are light-hearted so readers could take a breather from the plots of gruesome murders.
Frequency of release:  1 chapter/daily

In the North where the sun sets, stands the Black Gate. 
 A-33.

**

 Min didn't understand. And his first reaction was to read again, and again, until he figured it out. It was him who wrote the note. Sure, he wasn't exactly the same. And sure, it was meant to keep a secret. But he should be able to figure out the meaning. 
 A whole hour of nothing had him defeated. 
 Maybe it was in the words, he thought. North where the sun sets. He saw the map of the academy in his head. The coordinates of the academy grounds aligned with the geographical coordinates. The academy's north was the geographical north. And that meant, the sun set in the west. 
 Then, what was the Black Gate? 
 Could A-33 be referring to a locker? Or some kind of safe that he left his notes inside for safekeeping? 
 How was he to proceed when he couldn't understand his own message? 
 He folded the paper along the creases and stuffed it into his pocket. Returned the book to its shelf. And decided to continue touring the library. 
 After the second story, he went up to the third. On the third story, the sitting area was actually bigger than the area occupied by the books. The books were all advanced, with an almost equal mix of handwritten notes and journals, and printed hardbound books. Every single book on the third story was extremely important and immensely valuable. 
 He felt a longing from the third story that he didn't from the other two. He knew from a cursory glance that he spent a lot of time up here. And he knew he wouldn't profane such a sacred space. There was no clue up here. 
 Another day he would return. Grab a book. Sit. Read. Enjoy himself up there. Today, for now, he needed something else. 
 Walking down the stairs, he felt he understood himself a little better. Anyone else, searching for the same clues, would definitely lose themselves up there. Didn't it seem obvious that he would hide a clue where he was most at? 
 The thought brought him to a stop on the bottom step. Hadn't he made the same mistake? He looked where he would have, where anyone would have. But not where he should have. 
 He walked to the far end of the sitting area, and looked in at the books resting on the shelves. Separated by subject. He saw the aisle in which were the books on social clusters. His eyes slowly moved to the aisle where he found Prof Lushe's book. And then he traced the route to Prof Wuchang's book. A faint shadow of realisation had begun to form. 
 What he would have done was follow the titles. Of the books he would read. Of the authors who would interest him. Try to decipher the messages hidden in the books. 
 What he would have done was leave a lot of secret notes. Red herrings. Many would bear no meaning. Others would be distractions. Where better to hide a leaf than in a forest? 
 What he should be doing, was think like himself. Do what he wouldn't do. What no one would expect him to do. And that was to leave nothing in the library. 
 No. That was wrong. He shook his head. The goal wasn't to hide so deep the clues would never be found. The goal was to make it so only he would find the clue. And maybe, the paper in his pocket was the first clue. 
 He pulled out the paper, unfolded it against the wall, and read it again. 

**

 In the North where the sun sets, stands the Black Gate.
 A-33. 

**

 He paused. What if it wasn't the academy? What if the world was limited to the library? What if the directions were governed by the geographical coordinates? 
 He walked to the west, which was the opposite end of where he was standing. He was at the other end, among books on mythology. If this was where the sun set, then what was the north? 
 His eyes were gliding past the titles on the spines of the books, when he froze. It wasn't the north, but the North. The North wasn't referring to the cardinal direction but to a name. Of a book? 
 He was excited, as he began walking along the aisles, searching for a book with any reference of the North. He found it on the tagline to the book's title. 
 Igunati - of the giants' North. 
 It was the retelling of old folklore of the giants of the North. Igunati was the sacred custom of the giants, offering their offsprings to the gods after the first month. Blessed were those that were claimed and taken by the gods, for those babies started their journeys among the gods. 
 But why this book? He couldn't figure it out. He couldn't find the patience to walk back to the sitting area before pulling open the book. He flipped pages, searched underneath the jacket, but found nothing. Was he supposed to read the entire book? It wasn't thick, but wasn't little either. 
 A-33. 
 He remembered. Excited again, he looked at the page numbers. Sure enough, it wasn't just numbers. Every chapter had a letter, and every page of each chapter was numbered from 1 along with the letter of the chapter. A-33 was the last page of the first chapter. The first chapter spoke about the origins of the giants, about the curse of the mountain people that turned them into giants. 
 He flipped to the last page. A-33. 

**

 The prophecy spoke of the son of Midgard, who would brave the winds and the rocks and death itself as he walked up to the peak. From there, he would step off. But he wouldn't fall, for the mountains would be flipped. And he would be walking up to the abode of the gods. Appeased with his wisdom, the gods would grant him a boon. And that would be the salvation of the giants. 
 
**

 He was startled by the flash of understanding. He had to step off the end. Have faith. For the world would turn itself upside down, to save him. And then, he would find the stairs upward. 
 With trembling hands, he returned the book. Turned away. Walked down and out the library. Which was as long as he could hold himself. At the first whiff of the outside air, he set off running.

What if one morning you woke up with no memories? 

What if all you had was a video message you left for yourself, warning you that you were in grave danger? 

What if the only way to survive was in discovering what you forgot? 

And what if your biggest enemy was yourself? 

**

"There is a bug. It allows unmitigated access to the users' consciousness. You're the only one who knows. You must stop the release. You must stop them." 

That was the primal directive. Min needed time to understand, to accept. But time was the one thing he didn't have. 

He woke up with no memories. He only had the one video message he left himself to work with. The video told him he was a beta tester of Gaia, and he had discovered a bug that could very well be intentional. 

What he was asking of himself was to be a hero. But was that what he wanted? Was that really him in the video? 

If it was him, why go through all that trouble? Why did he delete all of his memories himself? 

Who were the people helping him from the shadows? Were they friends? Or, were they something else entirely? 

Who were those that were after him? Were they all related to Gaia? Or were there other secrets too? 

School was the perfect refuge. Friendless and unremarkable, he couldn't be hidden better. But with less than three months to graduation, he was running out of time...

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