Monsters and humans live together peacefully now. Though one family in the neighborhood is quite, complicated. Especially the girl with the tattered pages of her heart.
(Story based off a dream I had)

It took a whole two hours before the children's curiosity subsided. Yes, in the last two hours, the children asked Heero many questions. Especially, when he said he came from the outside city. The children swarmed around Heero and asked him what the outside looked like.

Zombies, the mutated beast, the wild base, the plant. The children asked everything they had in their mind. Heero finally experienced how scary the children's curiosity.

Even Teacher Hong Yu did not plan to help him or stop the children. She also put her ears to hear Heero's answer. It was normal even for an adult like Teacher Hong Yu curious about outside as she never left the city before.

There were a few an exception though. The special children seemed to be aloof. Shen Miao and her two friends stayed in their seat. The same for Jiang Yujin and his four friends. As for Kang Myung Hee, she was just sitting in her seat and gazed outside the window, alone.

After the QnA between the children and Heero finished, Teacher Hong Yu took over the class again.

After Heero introduction, it was supposed to be storytelling, Teacher Hong Yu would tell the unfinished story from yesterday to the children. But it was supposed to be a brief introduction, becoming a "long introduction".

The plan was telling the children a story for an hour and the next hours would be the children to play freely until lunch. However, the plan changed, but no children complained.

Teacher Hong Yu started to continue the unfinished a tale story, Cinderella. The same as before, the three special kids seemed did not have an interest in the story.

They just did what they wanted to do while Kang Myung Hee dazedly looked toward the window. She looked lonely and her gaze was vacant.

Heero heeded Teacher Hong Yu's advice, just let the special kids be. He instead sat along with the children and attentively listened to the story.

Surprisingly, the children were calm, listening to the story peacefully. Even the mischievous Lan Lan sat quietly. The classroom filled only with Teacher Hong Yu's sweet voice.

Heero even noticed Shen Miao also secretly listened to the story. It seemed Cinderella story was very popular amongst the children.

Teacher Hong Yu continued until lunchtime. The children listened quietly until the end of the story. As soon as Teacher Hong Yu reached the end of the story, only then the children became noisy.

The children were talking about the prince. The boys said they wanted to be a prince just like the prince while the girls talked about Cinderella's dress.

"This is the first time they hear this story…" Teacher Hong Yu explained to Heero.

Teacher Hong Yu loved to read a book, especially a fairy tale just like Cinderella. It turned Teacher Hong Yu found an old book in the library, the old book was telling about the Cinderella story.

Finally, Heero understood why did the children so calm and quiet as they listened to the story. This was the first time they heard about the story of Cinderella.

"Who's hungry here?" As the story was over, lunchtime arrived. Teacher Hong Yu asked the children. Being reminded by Teacher Hong Yu, the children raised their hand.

After that, Teacher Hong Yu led the children to the dining hall. Behind the building was the dining hall located. While the children were having their lunch, the teacher's duty was keeping a watch the children.

The three special children also followed. Of course, Shen Miao and Jiang Yujin were having lunch with their own group, they seemed did not want to mingle with the other children. As for Kang Myung Hee, she was always alone.

After lunch, it was an afternoon nap. The class turned into a place for the children to sleep. After making sure all the children were sleeping, then it was the teacher turn for lunch.

There were eight teachers in Hope Preschool including Heero. Most of them were at the same as Teacher Lin. There were only three young teachers and there were only two male teachers included Heero.

Despite being a new teacher, everyone was good to Heero. Heero was polite, energetic, and often smiling which gave a favorable impression to the other teachers.

An afternoon nap was supposed to be the last activity for the children. Usually, the parents would pick the children at 2 pm. After an afternoon nap, but if the parents had not picked them yet. They would wait and play with the children until their parents picked them up.

At 3 pm, there were only ten children left that had not been picked up yet. Heero saw Lan Lan amongst them. Lan Lan was still playing a doll with Man Man and the other three little girls. Teacher Hong Yu also accompanied the five girls.

As for the other five children were the group of a boy with a special child in it, Jiang Yujin. Looking at how the other four boys followed Jiang Yujin, it was like looking at a mother chick followed by the little chick.

Wherever Jiang Yujin went, the four boys followed him. As for Shen Miao, a Silver Class Hero picked her up. It was said Shen Miao was Gold Class Hero's daughter, Shen Yifan. That was why she was included in special children that received special care from the school.

As for Kang Myung Hee, she came from an influential family in the inner city. As for why Kang Myung Hee came to the school in the outer city, no one dared to question it.

The same thing applied Jiang Yujin and Shen Miao. They had a good background, but why did they come to school for an ordinary citizen. Heero believed there were many better schools than Hope Preschool in the inner city. Yet they still came here.

This was odd for the kids with a big background entered the Hope Preschool. Maybe not only Heero who thought about this but the other teachers also had the same thought. They just did not want to voice out their thoughts out. There was nothing good coming up with offending the kids with a big background.

Heero was watching the five boys. He heard the four boys were flattering Jiang Yujin. They were talking about how awesome Jiang Yujin's grandfather was.

Apparently, Jiang Yujin's Grandfather was a former Crown Class Ranker. Below only to Legendary Class Ranker while Jiang Yujin's father was Gold Class Ranker.

With such background, but Jiang Yujin came into an ordinary preschool which was odd.

The four boys were flattering Jiang Yujin while Jiang Yujin had a satisfied and a proud look as he heard the compliment. Heero wondered if they never tried to flatter Jiang Yujin.

While Heero's thought was wandering around, the door opened. An old man with white hair and a black suit entered the class. The old man did not bother to greet Heero, but he went straight to Jiang Yujin.

"Young Master, sorry, I am late. We can go back now!" White-haired Old Man respectfully called Jiang Yujin.

Jiang Yujin merely nodded his head. Afterward, the group of five boys followed White-Haired Old Man. The class only left with five little girls. Not long after Jiang Yujin left the class, three mothers entered the classroom.

Because today was his first day, Heero tried to remember the children's parents. Heero recognized these three mothers. They were the parents of three little girls who played with Lan Lan and Man Man.

The three girls left, leaving only Man Man and Lan Lan.

"Man Man, Lan Lan, do you want Teacher to walk you home? We can go home together today~"

Lan Lan and Man Man nodded their head.

"Good, wait here a moment, okay? Teacher will make a report first to the office, after that we will go back together~"

With that, Teacher Hong Yu and Heero left to the office. On the way to the office, Heero asked he was curious about.

"Do Man Man and Lan Lan mother not pick them up?"

Teacher Hong Yu shook her head, "No, Man Man and Lan Lan mother work in commerce region until night."

Actually, Lan Lan and Man Man always go home by themselves. However, at this time, there's no one in their home, so they usually stay in school until all children go back."

Heero did not know Man Man's family condition, but he understood a bit about Lan Lan's family. He heard yesterday Butcher Wang would go hunt every day while Lan Lan's mother sells the meat at Commerce Region.

Talking about this, Heero remembered yesterday, Lan Lan also went home by herself and she fell right beside him.

However, then a thought flashed in Heero's mind. After being together with Teacher Hong Yu today, he found out more about Teacher Hong Yu.

She was attentive, caring, cheerful, and had a sweet smile. Especially the dimple which appeared each time she smiled, it was especially cute. Heero found Teacher Hong Yu was a good material wife.

He retired to be Hero with another goal, to continue his family line. Heero found Teacher was a good candidate.

'However, we just meet today. Let's just take it slowly. Moreover, I am poor, I don't even have a house…'

Heero fell into deep thought as they went back to the office. Teacher Lin and Teacher Xu were still in the office. Teacher Xu was about the same age as Teacher Lin. It just Teacher Xu was plump and shorter than Teacher Lin, she also humorous.

Beside Teacher Lin and Teacher Xu, there was another person. It was a young man adorned with blue suit and sunglasses, the young man appearance was neat and graceful. The young man also held a bucket of a red flower.

When Heero and Teacher Hong Yu entered the office, the young man also stood up. He strode to them, no, he was walking toward Teacher Hong Yu.

The young man offered the flower to Teacher Hong Yu and said intimately, "Hong Yu, would you like to grant my wish to have dinner with you?"

Teacher Hong Yu received the flower, but refused the young man invitation, "I'm sorry, Principal Fang. Yesterday we just have dinner together, so I can't go with you tonight. I have to help my sister at home. Moreover, I already promised the kids to go home together! I am sorry, I can't go with you."

"It seems today is not my lucky day!" Principal Fang smiled despite the rejection. He appeared to be a gentleman.

However, he frowned upon finding Heero standing beside Teacher Hong Yu.

"Who is he?"

This is a work of fiction. Any names, characters, stories or events, are fictitious!

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At the most unfortunate day which also the luckiest day for Xing Heero, his village was attacked by a specter. He lost family, his childhood sweetheart, he lost everything. However, on the same day, the strongest man called Saint picked him up as his disciple.

After years of training under the strongest man, Saint. To fulfill his Grandfather's dream to be a Great Hero, Heero started his career as a Hero. Heero was determined to kill specter and would not let any child experienced the same experience as him.

However, maybe he had used all his luck to get the strongest man as his Master. Somehow, all of his achievement was stolen by the other heroes. The unfortunate event kept happening to Heero which led all of his achievement being robbed by the other Heroes.

In the last of his unfortunate event, he tried to kill God Specter, but it only ended him up sealed in Eternal Ice. The last moment before Heero lost consciousness, he vowed he would retire as Hero.

"Father! Mother! I will be obedient! I will stop to be Hero and continue our family line, please release me from this Eternal Ice!"

Seeing that Li Nianfan accepted the Sword Immortal Jade, a smile appeared on Bai Wuchen's face. 
This was a good beginning.
"Oh yeah, if a person has been frightened, possibly to the point of insanity, do you know if there's any cure for that?" Li Nianfan asked as he thought of Nanan's situation, thinking that the cultivators might have some ideas.
Hearing that Li Nianfan was asking them for help, the four of them did not dare to lose any second. They instantly gathered to brainstorm ideas, frowning in seriousness.
Lin Qingyun said, "Insanity is usually caused by the soul being hurt. I do know some medication for curing the soul. May I know what condition this person is in?"
"She's a little girl who got terrified after being kidnapped by a monster," Li Nianfan said.
"A little girl and an ordinary person." Lin Qingyun shook her head. "If this is the case, it seems rather difficult. Her soul is too weak and isn't suitable for this medication. If she were to take it, it might only worsen the situation."
Bai Wuchen added, "This is likely to be caused by her inner state. Medication can only do little help working from the outside."
They sighed inwardly. It was rare for the expert to ask them for help, yet they were not able to provide suitable solutions.
Lin Qingyun's eyes sparkled a little. "I've got a Soul Curing Jade which could cure the soul if one wears it for a long time."
"How long does it usually take?" Li Nianfan looked at her with anticipation. 
Lin Qingyun explained, "Insanity is the hardest to cure. The shortest time would be about ten years, and the longest would be about twenty years."
"Too slow," Li Nianfan sighed. Ten years was way too long for a little girl. 
"It seems that I'll have to try it my way, though I'm not sure if it's going to work," he mumbled to himself. 
The four of them trembled a little. Was the expert about to cure the girl himself?
It was not a surprise that an expert like him could cure a small problem like this. He simply did not bother to do it himself earlier. 
"Mr. Li, I wonder if it's alright for us to watch you while you cure her?" Lin Qingyun asked him with an anticipated look.
The three of them waited for his response, sharing the same look. Being able to observe the expert in action would be the greatest fortune one could ever get. If they could learn a little from him while watching, it would be adequate knowledge for a lifetime!
"You want to watch me helping the girl?" Li Nianfan paused before he smiled bitterly. "I'm just going to help her through ordinary means. Are you sure you want to watch?"
What? He could even cure insanity while he was in his 'ordinary' body? The four of them were even more stunned by what he just said, and they became even more determined to observe him.
"Alright, then. I was just about to go to town anyway," Li Nianfan nodded hopelessly. He thought to himself, 'The cultivators here in the Immortal Realm are not only friendly, but they also seem to be so bored that they'd follow an ordinary man like me around.' 
Holding on to that thought, he called out, "Blackie, let's go." With that, Li Nianfan went down to the Fallen Immortal Town accompanied by the four of them.
When they arrived, Auntie Zhang and Nanan were hanging by the town's entrance aimlessly. Auntie Zhang seemed depressed, wiping off her tears secretly while Nanan remained beside her with a blank expression. Quite a few children were surrounding her who were trying to speak to her and keep her company to help her get back to normal.
"Mr. Li," Auntie Zhang called out as if she had seen her savior. "Please, help me save Nanan."
Li Nianfan replied with a serious face, "Don't worry, Auntie Zhang, I'll try my best." He turned to the children and smiled, "Hey, children, it might not be the best for Nanan when you're all surrounding her. You might make her feel insecure. Please, spread out a little, alright?" 
When the crowd dispersed slightly, his face turned serious. To be honest, he was not entirely sure if his method was going to work, but he thought the chances of it working were high anyway. 
Bai Wuchen and the other three became nervous as well. They were excited that they were about to witness the expert in action.
Li Nianfan found a spot and sat down. Then, he invited Nanan to sit beside him. Smiling, he said to her, "Nanan, Brother Li is now going to tell you a story. You have to listen carefully, alright?
"The title of the story is called… Journey to The West!"
Since Nanan's insanity was caused by the monster, Li Nianfan thought of using the story-telling technique to neutralize the trauma the monster had caused her. Since most children liked to listen to stories anyway, this technique would work better than the others.
"Story! I want to listen to a story!"
"Brother Nianfan, can we listen, too?"
The children surrounding gathered in a circle, they all looked at him in anticipation. 
"Of course, you may!" Li Nianfan nodded. 
Bai Wuchen and the three of them froze. They did not expect Li Nianfan to cure her in this way. Would this work?
However, they did not leave. They stood there, waiting curiously. 
Li Nianfan composed his thoughts and started telling the story.
"Chaos is everywhere, yet nobody sees it. 
Since Pangu broke Hongmeng, so was an enlightening quest, 
To the hive minds and students, inventing all the goodness from within.
If one is to be enlightened, one should read the Journey to the West!
"There's a rule of numbers governing the world. One hundred twenty-nine thousand and six hundred years equals one Yuan. One Yuan can then be divided into twelve Hui—Naizi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu, and Hai. Every Hui lasts eighteen hundred years. These elements are present throughout the day. For example, Naizi is when the sky is dark, and Chou is when the chicken's cluck. In other words, Naizi is pitch dark, while Chou is the first shine of sunlight."
Although this introduction to the story seemed rather dry and boring to the children, the four cultivators had shivers all over them, their eyes glowing with shock. 
'This… This is The Answer!'
Since ancient times, nobody had ever been able to put The Answer into words, yet Li Nianfan had just casually said it out loud in the form of story-telling!
Was he telling the children The Answer to how the world was made?
Or the evolution of all the living things in the world?
Listening to Li Nianfan's story, it sounded like the Basics of Wisdom ringing in their ears. Although there were many things they did not understand, they still learned a lot!
Coming with Li Nianfan was indeed a wise choice! 
They held their breaths and listened attentively, not wanting to miss out on a single word.
After a long introduction, the story finally started.
"There was a country overseas named Pride to The Country. This country was situated near the sea, where there was a mountain in the sea. The mountain was called Hua Guo Mountain. This mountain lived through the coming and going of ten continents, hosted three dragon eras, and had existed since the beginning of…"
When Li Nianfan got to the part where the stone monkey jumped out of the stone, all the children were captivated. Even Nanan turned her gaze toward Li Nianfan.
Seeing that it was working on Nanan, he continued the story with more passion.
"The stone monkey was the leader of a bunch of happy monkeys who lived carefreely on Hua Guo Mountain. However, this stone monkey wanted to pursue longevity so he made a boat out of bamboo and went on a journey to find the Masters to teach this to him."
With Li Nianfan's story-telling, a magnificent prehistoric world gradually unfolded in front of everyone, arousing their awe and surprise from time to time. By then, his audience was not just children, but nearby stall owners and passers-by had stopped their work and gathered around as well. Of course, the four cultivators were even more amused. They could feel their scalps itching and goosebumps all over their skins.
The pursuit of longevity. Was that not the ultimate goal of all the cultivators?
Perhaps the expert was not telling a story, but instead, he was telling them his personal experience?


The Immortal Dao is ethereal, and Immortals are hard to find.

Li Nianfan had descended into the cultivation world as a mortal. After learning that he has no hope in cultivation, he only wants to live a peaceful life.

However…

The dog he adopts becomes a demon king of a generation when it sees his poems and paintings. It manages to suppress an entire world.

The tree he plants behind his house becomes a World Tree after listening to his zither music, forming a bridge between heaven and earth.

He meets a passerby who is enlightened by him and becomes an immortal sage who leads an entire generation.

When he looks back—

It turns out that the scholar who had been pestering him for his calligraphy and paintings despite having crappy chess skills, is a chess saint from the Immortal Realm. The beautiful woman who comes to listen to his music every night is the number one saintess of the Immortal Realm…



~Never ever judge a book by its cover, many times we tend to.~ 

As Sarah stared at the exterior of the five-storey building, she couldn't help but marvel at how beautiful it was. One wouldn't expect an orphanage home to look that extraordinary-not that an orphanage couldn't look beautiful. 

The driver, whom she now knew as Tom, stood by the car as instructed by Mr Snow. 

They were ushered into the building by a lady who seemed to be in her late fifties. She was still very beautiful with her petite form and her kind smile. The interior was even more beautiful, to her utter astonishment. 

"Mr Snow, it's very nice to see you again." The woman beamed at Mr Snow with a beautiful smile. 

'Again?' 

'He'd been here before?' 

"I always enjoy the children's company and yours as well Mrs Jobs." He said politely. 

"Of course." The elderly woman really looked happy to see him. 

"The children love you very much." 

'What?' 

"I'll take you to Miss Catherine's office." He nodded. 

She wondered who that was. 

As they passed through, they could hear children playing and laughing. Mrs Jobs turned to Mr Snow with a smile. 

"They're having recess now. 

Mr Snow nodded in response. 

Sarah loved children, she couldn't wait to have one of her own. She wondered if Mr Snow loved children, would he ever want...children? She shook her head discretely, it wasn't any of her business. No, it wasn't. 

Soon enough they reached the office and Mrs Jobs left them to attend to the kids. 

Sarah saw a beautiful woman seated behind a nicely carved desk. She was wearing glasses and they rested firmly on her pointed nose. 

Her office was medium-sized with various cabinets occupying the room, no doubt housing important documents. All in all, it was simple and tidy. 

She stood to greet them both. 

"Welcome Mr Snow, how are you this fine afternoon?" They shook hands briefly. 

"I'm fine and you Miss Catherine?" His voice levelled, face-still stoic. 

"Never been better." Her smile unwavering. She turned to Sarah, beaming. 

"And you must be...?" 

"She's my PA." He said before Sarah had the chance to answer. 

Sarah nodded. 

"Please, have a seat." She gestured to both of them. So they did. 

She turned to Mr Snow, her grey eyes beaming. 

"I've been expecting you, Mr Snow, I was starting to think you wouldn't be able to make it today, I understand you're a very busy man but I'm glad you were able to come." 

Sarah felt guilty, she knew it was her fault they were late. She didn't dare look at her boss at that moment, so instead, she kept her head down. 

This was her first day and she was nervous, she hoped she did things right. 

"Thank you for your generous donations, sir, the children thank you as well." She continued, the smile never leaving her face. 

"Thanks to you sir, the children are able to eat three square meals every day now and of course we express our deepest gratitude for the renovation of the entire building." 

Sarah's eyes widened to the size of saucers. All that must have cost a great deal of money given the size of the building and the number of rooms it contained. There must be at least 250 children living there. 

Her respect for her boss only kept growing. 

"It's my pleasure Miss Catherine, I would like to see the children after we're through here if you don't mind." He said in his usual low voice. 

"Of course Mr Snow, they would love to see you, you're their biggest fan." 

"I would like to make another donation to the children. I'm aware they don't have access to quality health care." He removed a cheque from his suit pocket and handed it to her. 

If it were possible, Miss Catherine's eyes would have fallen off and Sarah's own would have followed. 

Miss Catherine stared at the cheque in her hands in utter shock then back at him completely speechless. 

"And I would like a monthly update on the children's welfare if you don't mind." He said as his piercing eyes met hers. 

"O-of course Mr Snow. We'll be delighted to. Thank you so much for your kindness, Mr Snow. May the good Lord bless you." The initial shock was gone, tears of gratitude beamed in her eyes. 

A small frown etched itself on his face, he didn't respond. 

He stood. 

"Thank you for your time Miss Catherine." His hand extended out for a handshake. 

She stood up surprised. 

"No, thank you, Mr Snow, for everything." She said as they both shook hands. 

"Would you still like to see the children?" She asked carefully. 

"Of course." He said. 

Sarah had been quiet throughout the conversation silently observing but she didn't fail to notice her boss' sudden change in demeanour, it was almost unnoticeable. She didn't know the cause though. 

Sarah shook hands with her as well and they were both escorted to the children's playground. 

The playground was wonderful and absolutely breathtaking. Beautiful trees, slides and swings were scattered around the wide grassed ground, children ran around, some played on the sides, some on the swings, the older ones formed small groups, chatting away. 

Immediately the little ones spotted him, they all ran towards him and surrounded him like a swarm of bees and for the first time since she'd met him, he smiled. 

"Aaron!!" They all clamoured happily around him. 

"Did you bring candy for us today Aaron?" A little girl no older than five-spoke, it was incredibly cute the way she spoke, two of her upper teeth were already missing. 

Aaron. 

Sarah liked his name, it was a lovely name. 

That was the first time she heard anyone address him by his first name. 

He crouched in front of the little girl with a small smile. 

"No, Ellie. I'm afraid not." Her face and the faces of the other children immediately fell. 

"But I promise next time I visit, I'll bring some with me." He added, his dark hair getting in his eyes. 

Her eyes lightened up like fireworks at that. 

"Lots and lots of candy?" She asked eager, eyes wide and hopeful. 

This time he laughed, no 'laugh' was an overstatement, more like a barely audible chuckle. 

"More than you can eat." 

"Pinky swear?" She brought out her little pinky finger. 

He brought out his and linked it with her little one. 

"Pinky swear." 

"Yes!" She ran off no doubt to tell the other kids about the 'good news'. 

"Who's she?" Sarah heard one of the children ask him, no doubt referring to her. 

He stood back up. 

All the while she had been observing her boss' interaction with the children and it would be a huge understatement if she said she was shocked. 

He was so lively with the kids, smiling and chuckling. At work, he was always comported and stoic. 

He was 'Mr Snow' at work but 'Aaron' here. Now that's something. 

Of course, he knew the 'she' the kids were referring to. 

He turned his attention to her but the smile was gone, his bottle-green eyes met her dark brown ones, his face stoic once again. 

She wouldn't lie, he made her nervous sometimes, but as his eyes stared into hers she could see that there was much more to him than meets the eye. She could feel it in her spirit. 

"She's my new PA," He said breaking eye contact with her. 

"She's really pretty." One of the children said. 

All the other kids chorused in agreement. 

Sarah was embarrassed. 

"T-thank you." 

She saw a little boy of about six approach her. 

"What's your name miss?" Sarah melted inside at how cute he was. 

"My name's Sarah sweety." 

"What's yours?" 

"My name's Bryan." He said shyly. 

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Bryan." He smiled at her, almost all his upper front row teeth were gone. 

Suddenly he grabbed her hand and began dragging her. 

"Come and play with us, Sarah." He said excitedly. 

"Oh, I don't know if I can." She said, worried her boss may disapprove. 

She looked over her shoulder to see if he was alright with it. 

He nodded and with that she was whisked away by the adorable children. 

She played and played until she could play no more. She couldn't remember the last time she played that hard. When she and the children settled down on the grass they formed a fairly big circle while she sat in their midst. 

"Ok, what should we do next?" Sarah asked the children excitedly. 

"Oh, I know, I know! Let's tell stories." A girl said excitedly by her left. 

"Okay, all in favour of stories, raise your hands." 

All of them raised their hands excitedly. Sarah couldn't help but smile at that. 

"Okay then, let's get started. Do anyone have a story they wanna share with us?" 

She saw about five hands raised, she picked a little Asian girl. 

"What's your name sweety?" 

"Lucy." 

"Ok Lucy, can you tell us your story?" 

She nodded her head with great enthusiasm, then she started her story. 

"Once upon a time, there lived a little girl in a poor village. At night she would always stare at the stars and would hope to see a shooting star, it was said that the shooting star could grant you a single wish, what you wanted the most." 

The children awed at that. 

"Did she see the shooting star, did she?" Ellie asked excitedly. 

Little Lucy smiled, happy they seemed to like her story so she straightened, cleared her throat and continued. 

"Yes she did but that fateful night it rained very heavily and the stars were almost covered by the dark clouds." 

"Sad and cold, she was about to go home but right when she was about to leave, she saw it, as fast as a race car it raced through the dark sky." She made a swoosh sound with her mouth moving her hand to illustrate her point. 

The children followed the movement of her hand, transfixed. 

Lucy continued. 

"She closed her eyes and quickly, she made her wish." 

"What'd she wish for?!" The rest of the children chorused. 

"Did she wish for a car?" Bryan asked eagerly. 

"No silly, her wish was to be a fairy princess, right Lucy?" Ellie interjected strongly. 

Sarah couldn't help but chuckle. Obviously, that would have been Ellie's wish. 

Lucy shook her head at all their guesses all the while grinning at how much suspense she had them in. 

"She wished for happiness and love. The shooting star granted her wish and from that day she lived happily all her life and everyone loved her. The end." She ended her story with a wide smile. 

Ellie crossed her hands, sulking she didn't wish to be a fairy princess. 

"Everyone give her a round of applause." They all did, well, except Ellie, she was still sulking. 

"Thanks for the story Lucy, it was very lovely." 

"Thank you, Sarah." She said with a huge smile on her face. 

"Anyone wanna tell us another story?" 

"Why don't you tell us a story, Sarah," Ellie said, apparently she wasn't sulking any more. She couldn't help but chuckle at that. 

"Yeah Sarah, tell us a story." The children chorused. 

Well, she couldn't say no so she thought of a story she could tell them. Luckily, she found one. 

She got comfortable on the grass and then she began. 

"Well the story goes like this, well it isn't just a story, this story I'm about to share with you really happened." 

"Woah." The children chorused in awe, entranced. 

"There was a man called Jesus-" 

"Jesus? What sort of name is Jesus?" A boy with freckles interrupted scrunching up his nose. 

"Well, Jesus is a Jewish name. It means Saviour." 

"And as the name implies that was exactly what he came to do-to save the world." 

"Save the world? From what?" Ellie asked. 

"From our sins and to reconcile us back to God." 

"You mean the big guy upstairs?" A boy who looked to be 13 spoke up for the first time. 

Fully understanding what he meant, she chuckled. 

"Yes, the big guy upstairs." She continued. 

"Jesus is the only begotten son of God. He is the way, the truth and life and we can not come to God except through him." 

"He did so many great things, performed so many miracles. There was power in every word he spoke and he taught the people in parables about the kingdom of God and how it may be attained. Plus, he loved little children. " 

"But unfortunately, even with all these great things, even with the great number of people he healed, many still didn't believe him or his words, he was mocked and scorned and eventually they killed him even though he did nothing wrong." 

"But why did they kill him?" Lucy asked. 

"Even though many didn't believe him, quite a number of people actually believed him and their number kept increasing. They were threatened by Jesus because he seemed to have won the people over, they called him the 'King of the Jews.'" 

"But in his death, we were reconciled back to God. His death was necessary for our salvation and redemption from our sins. He died so that you and I may live and now by his blood that was shed, we are forgiven and washed clean of our sins." 

"He taught about holiness and purity and love, how we should all live in love, peace and harmony with one another." 

"And it is only by accepting him into our lives that we are able to live this kind of life, one pleasing to God." 

Sarah looked around and saw that they were all quiet. 

Oh Lord, I know they're young but please make them understand. 

"Does he get sad when Lucy and I fight?" Ellie asked. 

"He does get sad when we do bad things." 

"God doesn't like it when you fight with one another, besides, it's more fun to be friends, isn't it?" 

"Yes." They all chorused. 

"Ecclesiastes 4:10 says, if they fall, the one will lift up his fellow but woe to him that is alone when he falls; for he doesn't have another to help." 

"What that means is you guys should be good friends to one another because you need each other, two heads are better than one you know." 

"Yes, Sarah." Ellie turned to Lucy. 

"I'm sorry Lucy for calling you horrible names." She was near tears. 

"I'm sorry too for saying you have cobweb hair." Then the two little children hugged and made up. 

"We should all learn to love one another as Jesus loves us." She told them. 

The children all nodded their heads somberly. 

Sarah was moved with compassion for the children as she watched them. 

"Okay. Everyone come here, group hug." She said, her voice catching in her throat. 

The children all ran and went to hug her. 

She silently blessed them in her heart and prayed for them. 

'Lord Jesus, please let this bear good, abundant fruits in each of their lives. Holy Spirit please be with them and guide them.' 

'Dear father, bless your children for theirs is your kingdom, do not let them be snatched away by the darkness of this world.' 

They all sat back down and watched as she stood up. 

She only just realized her boss was still there. Her eyes sought him out and she found him casually seating on one of the chairs and it seemed his eyes had been on her the entire time. 

He was silent as he observed her. His face was stoic as usual and his eyes gave nothing away as to what he was thinking. He stood up, breaking eye contact with her and turned to Miss Catherine. 

"We'll be on our way now Miss Catherine, thank you for your time." 

"I should be the one thanking you. Thank you so much for everything." 

He only nodded. 

He turned to Sarah. 

"Miss Anderson, its time to go." 

"Yes sir." 

The children instantly surrounded them. 

"Do you have to go?" 

"I'm afraid so." They all began to sulk. 

Sarah didn't want to go yet but she knew she didn't have a say in the matter. 

"When will you visit us again Aaron?" Ellie asked, sulkily. 

He crouched in front of her, a small smile adorning his features and, surprisingly, it didn't look forced. 

"I promise I'll come to visit soon and if I can't make it, I'll send someone to bring you all your candy." Ellie's eyes widened in alarm at the possibility of him not coming next time. 

"O-ok doesn't worry about the candy, just come, ok?" 

"Promise?" She brought out her pinky finger. 

He hesitated. 

Sarah knew that being the CEO was no easy job and they must be very important to him for him to make such an amount of time for them. 

"Promise?" She said again, hopeful. 

He hesitated again for a split second before linking his pinky fingers with hers. 

"I promise." That made them all very happy. They all said their goodbyes including Mrs Jobs and soon enough they were in the car. 

The ride back was silent although she so desperately wanted to say something, anything, the silence was choking. 

Taking a deep breath, she readied herself to speak but yet again he beat her to it. 

"I still have a few things to sort out. Tom will take you home after I drop off at the office." Her eyes widened. 

'This late in the evening?' 

"Do you need my help, sir?" She knew he must be exhausted, she knew she was. 

"I can manage by myself, be early tomorrow morning." 

"Yes sir." 

Soon, they were at the company building. She still couldn't believe she worked there now. 

The driver quickly got down to open the door for Mr Snow but he was already halfway out of the car. 

The driver closed the door. 

"Take her home." He instructed. 

"Yes sir." Tom hurried into the car. 

Their eyes met for a brief second and her heart skipped a beat at what she saw in them. 

Tom drove on and soon enough they were at her apartment. 

She quickly got down before Tom's hand touched the door handle. 

"Thank you, Tom. Have a nice night." 

"Goodnight ma'am." 

And with that he left, leaving her alone on the sidewalk. 

...

This is a story about a man, a billionaire who happened to find himself in a dark pit of despair.

Having suffered a traumatic past, he is both mentally and emotionally unstable but ironically keeps a facade of calm and never seems to be swayed by anything-well, with the exception of a certain someone.

He is plagued and tormented by a demon from childhood, caged in his own mind.

Being an atheist, he despises religion-especially Christianity. But as fate would have it, he is saved by the very thing he despised.

Bittersweet-this is the story of his transition out of the darkness into the light.
...
Be still and know that he is God.

It's storming; the rain hits the little log cabin as the wind whistles and the thunder crashes. All of the kids in the tiny village are gathered into one room huddled together keeping each other safe. A few minutes pass by and a little old woman walks into the living room with some food and drinks for the kids. The woman makes a gesture with her hand and the kids grab the food and drinks eating and forgetting about the storm, until the sound of thunder surrounds the cabin scaring the children. The little old woman smiles gently at the children as a few of them huddle around her.
"Children, there is no need to worry. You're inside and safe." The woman pats a few children on their heads reassuring them.
The children look around frantically as they huddle back around one another.
"How about I tell a story? It's about the gods and a war, I'm sure most of you have been told the story before."
"I think my granddaddy used to tell a story like that, but he said there were knights instead of gods."
"Yeah, well my grandmother knows the true story so-"
"Skye, that's enough. When I was younger my parents used to tell me this story. Let's all settle down now you may get some pillows and a blanket if you wish, but your parents will be picking you up shortly." Some of the kids go to the bedroom and get pillows and blankets while the others sit on the floor next to one another.
Once all the kids are settled the woman sits in her chair. "Now, I know there are different versions of this story, but the one I'm going to be telling you is the one I was told when I was younger. I also tell it to Skye, it's her favorite story." The children look at Skye as she's wiggling with excitement.
"Okay children, it happened hundreds of years ago the Gods, Demons, and Humans all lived together. However, they had sacred laws that they had to follow it was to keep peace between the three races. Some laws were more important than others; some had harsher punishment while others had little to no punishment at all. Just like us they had magic-
"Whoa seriously that's so cool!" One of the kids says with excitement. "Were they strong? Could they do cool stuff like tricks?" The rains slowed down but the wind is still howling and there are faint sounds of thunder.
The woman smiles at the boy. "Some of the gods were very powerful; in fact the gods divided themselves up based on how powerful they were. They were also very strict about marriage and having children; because they didn't want to tarnish they're lineage. Eventually a daughter of one of the most powerful gods had a child, but she wasn't an ordinary child. Now, I know there are a variety of different tales of this part of the story some say the goddess was tricked while others say she was cursed."
"My parents say she was tricked."             
"Well, my mum says she was kidnapped and was forced to have a child with a human." The children talk among themselves about what they heard until the woman gets their attention. Just as the children settle down again, the thunder booms and the sound surrounds the cabin.
"Families have been telling this story for generations so each family will have different stories. Anyways, the King of the gods found out his daughter had a child but he did know with whom. He sentenced his daughter to never leave the castle and that she is wed immediately, and the child was to live in the dungeons for however long she was supposed to live. The king went to the humans to find out if anyone knew what happened to his daughter and they told him to ask the demons for they heard a rumor, furious he went to the demons and asked them but they said-."
There's a knock at the door and the kids jump, it's still storming but it hasn't thundered in a while. The woman gets up and answers the door; it's one of the parents asking to take their kid home. The child gets up and says bye to everyone before leaving with their mother. The woman gets back in her seat and waits for the children to calm down before continuing the story.
"The king spent years out of hatred for his own daughter finding out what happened and how she could have such a child. He knew right away that the child wasn't a full goddess and he needed to know how she came to be. The king growing angrier threatened all the races if they didn't tell him the truth. Still, no one knew and eventually a war broke out and millions of people from the races died within months. This war lasted twelve years, and it eventually stopped when someone found a way to seal the king along with his weapon and powers. The mother and two other people preformed a ritual sacrificing their lives and sealed him away."
"And no one knows what happened to the daughter."
"I do she was killed in the war like all the other gods."
"She wasn't a god though so one of the demons took her and raised her as their own."
The kids talk among themselves telling each other what happened to the girl.
"Grandmother, do you know what happened to the girl?" All the kids look at the woman.
"Unfortunately I don't..." The kids go back to talking until there's a knock on the door. The woman answers the door and there's a line of parents waiting for their children. One by one the children leave saying their goodbyes and hugging the woman and Skye.
As the kids are leaving a few of the parents stay and talk to the woman for a few minutes before leaving.
"Grandma?
"Yes, Dear?
"I heard what one of the parents were talking about the knights, are they really not going to let commoners join?"
"I don't think they'll do that, it might be harder for people like us to join but I don't think they'll make it so we can't join. The rain has stopped and the sun is trying to come out, what say you and me go to the garden and see if there's anything to pick from?" The grandmother gets two baskets from a closet and hands one to Skye who's smiling.
The two start the fifteen minute trek to the garden, Skye starts skipping around happily as she looks around. "It's pretty after it rains, right?"
"It's pretty all the time."
"Grandma?"
"Yes?
"I want to be a knight."
The grandmother smiles at Skye who is in front of her skipping. "That's good; it never hurts to help others."
They arrive at the garden and spend the rest of the day picking different fruits and vegetables, Skye eating half of what she picks. "It's getting late, lets head back home." Skye nods her head in agreement.
The two leave the garden after a few minutes of silence they approach the forest that separates their cabin from the village and the gardens, a breeze brushes past the grandmother and Skye as the sun starts setting. Skye starts skipping ahead with her basket full of fruits and vegetables, the grandmother shakes her head and starts walking as Skye slows down, the two walking side by side.
"Grandma?"
"Yes, Skye?"
"Do you think I can be a knight someday? Like the people in the village?"
"Of course you can sweet-" The grandmother stops in her tracks as she coughs up blood before falling to the ground. There's an arrow sticking out of her chest and Skye is frozen in place not being able to move. "Skye…run....please." The grandmother coughs but Skye doesn't move. "Skye!" Finally she looks at her grandmother and falls to the ground sobbing uncontrollably.
"Grandma, we need to get you home."
"No please…I need you to run…and hide." Skye doesn't move instead she sobs harder as she shakes her head no. "I'm not asking…please go!" Skye gets up at the tone of her grandmothers words but before she can run she grabs Skye's hand. "I know…you can be a knight…the best knight the kingdom…has ever seen, promise me you'll join."
Skye nods and runs away from where her grandmother is laying and towards the village. She can hear someone in the trees following her but she doesn't look to see who, she just keeps running.
Someone jumps down from one of the trees and in front of Skye. "I'm sorry to have to do this, but I have orders." The stranger walks up to her and she tries to run away, but the stranger grabs her arm. "Running won't help you." The man grabs a bow from his back and hits Skye in the head with it, knocking her out.

{Mature Content}

“Rin, what are you not telling me?” I look at Rin as he faces away from me. Everything I heard, is it true? Was that him? Nothing makes sense anymore. “Answer me!” I yell as tears start streaming down my cheeks. I collapse and look up at Rin who still has his back facing me; I cry harder covering my face. “You all lied to me, everything and everyone…you’re all….I- I can’t!”
Rin finally turns to me and holds me, but I push him away. “I’m sorry, Skye.”
“Don’t talk to me! Don’t touch me!” Rin grabs onto me trying to hold and calm me down, I try to push him but instead I scratch his face. There's blood gushing out but he doesn’t seem to care, just as I manage to loosen his grip the squad comes in and helps him. “No! Get off me!”
“Give her the stuff so she calms down.” Rin moves away from me while covering the scratches, just then Trinity comes over with a needle in her hand. Everyone holds me down while I thrash around violently.
“Hold her arms still,” Trinity commands, two people hold down one of my arms as she injects me with the needle. What was in that needle? I’m so weak.
“Damnit, I knew it was too soon to reveal-“ Rin looks at me as I lay on the floor, still covering the scratches. Then, everything goes dark, I pass out letting whatever was in the needle take effect.
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Skye Banks is raised as a normal human child, wanting to join the knights ever since she was little, she attempted even though she had no magic. Magic was the only way people survived; everyone had it, except Skye. Even though she had no magic she was able to join the knights, thanks to her old friend Rin.
Unfortunately, being in the knights isn’t as easy and fun as Skye thought it would. Right after joining the knights, she sets out on her first mission, but that’s when everything changes. She needs to learn about her past while hoping to find out about her parents. However, if she finds out the truth too soon she could be just like her grandfather but worse. 
With limited time and limited information, those who already know Skye are the only ones capable of helping her, but they have to hide who they are from her. What will happen if she finds out the truth too soon, or if she doesn’t find out at all? Will she find the truth about her parents?


"Gather round children, it's time for storytelling." The elderly lady with a smile wrinkled face and milky blue eyes called to the playing children who flocked around her in record time.
Easily dropping to the grassy ground, dusty robes and tunics adorning bright faced and excited children, underneath the huge fig tree.
They were all ranged from twelve years of age to four, the older girls carrying some of the smaller children on their legs.
It was late in the afternoon and the sun was swiftly losing its intensity, the red orb glowing in the distance, the smell of wet earth, salt and fish permeating the air.
"Nana Leona." A particularly energetic child piped up, shaggy dirty-blond hair in his twinkling black eyes and ruddy face. "Tell us about the Shadow Prince..."
Cumulative groans get uttered from the seated children.
"Aye, shut yer mouth Feyrer, you always ask for that story every time." A lanky boy that was seated at the edge cut him short, dark brown hair cut short.
The one referred to as Feyrer turned around, livid, his face a bright red. "That's because it is the best story ever, Adrik."
"Best story about royalty that abandoned us?" A girl spoke up, she was one of the bigger children, a chubby toddler seating on her lap.
Feyrer shot to his feet at this like he had been waiting for that very statement. "They dinna I tell ye!" He slurred in his excitement. "The Bastias chose to bid their time for the safety of the Mages."
"Bid their time till they were burnt alive in the mansion they were reduced to living in and your ever so precious Shadow Prince was buried alive? I clearly see that biding their time worked out so bloody well for their bloody sel…"
"Dew?!" Nana Leona scolded, cutting off the young girl's self absorbed rant. "Whatever have I told you about swearing, child?"
Dew swallowed back her words, looking disgruntled, her dark brown hair braided up with delicate, little pieces of sea glass and shells. "That it shouldnae be done in front of the children." She finally responded, eyes cast away in defiance, full lips plump.
"Dew!" Nana Leona found herself calling again, the girl was still quite young but she was already a handful. "Settle down, Ceraun." She added to the child who had started off Dew's little tirade, the one the others had referred to as Feyrer.
Most of the time, it was better to let Dew be, because scolding her only seemed to fan the fire in her heart, it was rare for a child of her vivacity to be born into a family of water magic users.
"Well then, how about I tell the story of the Snow Queen who caused a powerful blizzard to go on for many days to protect a Mage village from non-Mage raiders during the Dark Ages?" She suggested in her trilling voice, a sign to show that she has had much practice at it.
"Or the Red Duke, who burnt down non-Mage Towns, they say his flames were so powerful, they turned the sky red." Another child spoke up, he looked quite young but smart for his age, wise brown eyes staring out of an innocent face.
Nana Leona just smiled patiently, she was used to these endless arguments between the children, it happened when they had heard her stories told so many times that they could recite them from memories but they still like the way she painted the scenes so there was the grapple of which one would be told.
"I still say Nana Leona should tell the story of the Shadow Prince!" Ceraun piped up again with more vigour, refusing to be silenced or ignored.
"By the Pillars, Feyrer, do ye ever shut up?" The lanky boy is quick to say again, while two boys with quite forgettable features snickered beside him.
"Don't pick on him now, Adrik." Nana Leona cut in before the matter would escalate. "We still have quite some time now before the sun will set, if I put my heart to it, I daresay I could tell all three stories before the sun went down." She reassured them, beaming at their enthusiastic responses, her happy smile missing a couple teeth.
"So, why don't we begin with Ceraun's story, seeing as he asked first…"
Most of the older children looked unimpressed by this but were willing to put aside their disapproval for Nana Leona's sake.
"It all happened on a cold winter afternoon, some say the day refused to brighten as if in horror of what was to come…" Nana Leona began in a low voice, weaving out colors from the tips of her fingers.
Nana Leona had spirit magic which made her storytelling more enchanting than anyone else's, it didn't matter that they were outside and not in a dim hut but, her tendrils of pulsing color was still bright enough to awe the seated children.
"The Royal family who had bravely received shame from the evil non-Mages to keep safe their people were peacefully eating in the little house they had been forced to live in, their lofty castles taken over by the wicked powerless race."
She paused at this point for dramatics, spirit magic weaving even faster from her hands now, the hues deepening…
Emerald greens and Deep sea blues, blood reds and sunshine yellows, floating in between the children who tried to grab the whimsical apparitions in their chubby fists.
"Then it happened, some people say that they refused to fight and let themselves be taken away to keep the Mages safe while some others say that the non-Mages had used evil magic to make them powerless…
A loud uproar from the distance broke apart the cocoon that Nana Leona was wrapping so skillfully around the children, the tendrils of her spirit magic dissipating.
"Whatever could be the matter?" Dew was the first to speak up as the hubbub only got louder, distinct words starting to take shape.
*"Siren! It's a Siren!!!"*






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