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I will rewrite this novel from the beginning ..... but the published story will not be changed ... it remains the same ... but I will slip another story .... and explain it more clearly again.

it's all because I've read my own writing dozens of times, and think this story is very amateurish.

Too empty to imagine, and too rigid when interacting ... because I feel my writing skills are getting better. I'm sure this novel will become popular, using a more real and realistic isekai, the God Project.

this novel will contain religious elements that cannot be avoided ... because in my opinion there must be a righteous god on this earth, and because of that I will offend many people, but I will still write even though in the future many hate, and it's purely my only opinion ...

because everything must have a beginning, and something that started it must be God.

if indeed the universe started from the big bang, then where did the two colliding things come from, then how was the universe created, clearly there must have started, if not how something could have formed.,

it's like being in a void/vacancy/ emptiness ... then suddenly a lump forms, and the lump slowly turns into something big ...and bla bla bla bla

it can't be like that ... nothing just pops up ...

I believe that in the true religion there must be a book of guide for followers, and if there is no religion according to it, it cannot be thought out in common sense.
If you make an item there must be a guide book for how to use it, as well as religion. God must have prepared human manuals. and another thing that I don't consider the most correct religion, is the Guide book revealed by God there is no reason why there are so many religions in this world.

and that concept of god that I believe is something that creates everything ... without any limitations in that something ... form is a limit, gender, strength, descent are the same ....

and who have no beginning is the real god ....

i will publish this rewrite novel in my another id below.

https://www.webnovel.com/profile/4300420453?appId=10

Angst City. Home to those who fear monsters that exsist. Those writers in Creepy Pasta aren't writing some story to keep you up all night. They are writing a guide for those who are facing demons in the real world. Look around you and tell yourself that you are being watched. Then you'll get the feeling that the one monster you feared your entire life is behind you, above you, below you, beside you, or worse... you are surrounded by their kind. If you hate this intro already... you have every right to leave but those who want to read on, you have been in my shoes. Where bullies try to kill you, have teachers that hate you, you live with your two loving granparents, and then you find out that you haven't released your inner demon. Not you? Of course not! But have you ever stopped ,faced your demons and cooperated with them? Well this story is about Monsters, Demons, Ghouls, Special People , etc. We are in need of your help, in the woods. Hunters are trying to exterminate our kind since they want everyone to know that we kill for pleasure when we actually kill for purpose. I can't explain everything because it's a long story. But all I can say for my sake and my family's sake... S.O.S
- Zilla Sacred

This is less an Analysis about myself and more about Authors as a whole. I only use myself as reference for the experiences a person can go through while attaining what some people call 'An Artistic Vision'.

But what is an artistic vision? I have gone through many stages as a writer, and the first step I took understanding why I love fiction was what made me less invested in a story filled with great themes but more entertained when events unfolding were simple.

My first work was a mess of a story that, when I look back to, didn't make any coherent sense except within the boundaries of my own mind. This is what taught me that writing with the thought of having another reading and giving feedback on my work was essentially a form of entertaining someone else with fiction.

So as a writer, was I supposed to be an entertainer catering to the masses? This opinion was cut down when I started to write a story that had every right to be able to catch people's eyes with how 'fresh and entertaining' it was, but suddenly found MYSELF not being invested by my story.

It was a strange paradox where what I was passionate about writing wasn't entertaining while the things that were more appealing and mainstream made what I thought to be a hobby more like self-imposed homework… and what everyone here can understand is that doing work is something a regular person would avoid if they were able to.

"I get no pay for becoming an 'entertainer', so why should I?" These were my thoughts as I continued to be on the line between writing for my audience and writing for my own amusement. Eventually, I came to a conclusion. 

"Why do I even write at all? Instead of writing something that definitely won't be a masterpiece, why don't I just read the well-known works of famous authors for my own amusement?" This thought became a unconscious thought, a worm burrowing into my mind without even realising it. I didn't even notice that I had already lost my qualification as an Author.

To write for oneself is to write a diary no one else would ever read. Although many unique ideas can come from writing this way, it ultimately lacks the understanding of readers that an Author shouldn't lack. 

To write for another is also not the right path to becoming one, as being too influenced by the opinions of others can make one fickle. A scene in your story you were proud of today could be something you want to delete tomorrow because it doesn't reach the perfection you are aiming for. If someone criticises some part of your work, then such thoughts will lead to an endless repetition of deleting and redoing pages.

The only way to overcome this paradoxical thought process is by having an artistic vision, and though I may be explaining it like it's an easy thing to achieve or something I fully grasp… In actuality, I don't…

The first artistic vision as a Author was to seek perfection in my storytelling, but the more I learnt about fiction, the more I learned of the purposeful imperfections in works that made them more memorable. To put it simply, even if an painter wants to add every colour of the world to a painting, it will only become jumbled mess if there isn't purpose behind what is being written into a story.

As an 'artist', I realised that I couldn't draw without inspiration to guide me. For I couldn't trust myself that the ideas I came up with by myself would even appeal to a wider audience. I experimented, and found that small touches made a story more worthwhile for my readers.

There was I time I wrote a story about reincartion and yet purposely left out key details about the character's past life like their name or age, even going so far as only including the parts the character was specifically affected by… The results were that a lot more people became invested in the main character's current life because there weren't two names distracting them for who the character currently was. 

They only knew the name of the character after reincarnation, and were therefore more closer to that character than any of the more 'perfected' characters I made before with literally their entire backstory spelled out for the reader.

It was then I remembered something that had truly become forgotten in my brain in the time I had been analysing tropes and what made story's appealing, I had forgotten that fiction wasn't 'art', but storytelling.

Subtext is created when the reader wants to know more about the characters themselves and looks for clues to figure out things that aren't explicitly 'told' to them. When a character is first introduced and they stutter in their interactions, it makes the reader unconsciously think that they aren't used to talking or are scared of something. When writing videos talk about 'show and not tell', it was THIS that they were referring to.

However, a story is essentially the Author 'telling' a reader a story through narration anyway, so how could I leave out information about a character's backstory in their introduction. The answer I found is that no real-life person is 'introduced' this way, most people I meet in real-life are those I can say I 'know' but only when talking about what I have found out about them at present.

It is through interacting that people know more about each other, but how can fictional characters inside my head form meaningful conversations when the entire point of them are to relay exposition that the narrator hasn't yet spoke of. It was hard to get past this problem as an artist, but as a storyteller, I found that the solution to this was changing who 'I' was interacting with.

I wasn't interacting with my characters, nor was I interacting with the fictional world I made. The true person I was interacting with was the individual I was narrating to… The person, who isn't me, that would read the text I was writing down to form a story.

Since I realised I was interacting with my readers through my narrations, I decided to switch things up and make them more lively. Instead of writing a summary of the events unfolding, I changed those events to fit the short attention span of new readers who wanted explosions every second, but as I followed along this path I realised that the 'narrations' I have became less genuine over time as story beats started feeling out of place and my own desire to write waned.

To become a storyteller isn't an easy thing, as I was still bound by the opinions of my audience. I became a comedian that tried to make my readers laugh, but found that my own laughter had died out in the process.

What was I supposed to do when becoming a storyteller was so much similar to becoming an entertainer? My answer was to go back to my roots and find out: What was I before an 'artist'?

I thought long and hard about it, then in a stroke of epiphany I had came to a conclusion: Was I not a kind of 'musician' that sought my own entertainment rather than the acceptance of others? Wasn't story's something I wrote purely for my own enjoyment?

And now, my artistic vision had matured. Rather than trying to 'entertain' an audience, I wanted the future me who had forgotten about my story to look back and enjoy it just as I have enjoyed the works of others.

Whether it be sci-fi, mystery, fantasy, or comedy… I want to look back on the story I told and see something that can make me feel emotions I had forgotten in the years that went by. If it's a Greek Tragedy, then I want to feel the helpless in knowing the flawed perspectives of the world that could caused the tragedy to happen.

Similar things could be said for mystery or fantasy. If I had a purpose when writing a story, then I don't want a glossary which either outright tells me about the world I built. Instead, I want to be entertained, moved, and more intrigued by the story anyone else!

After all, once I've finished writing the story, I am no longer the 'musician' or storyteller. I am the reader!

But even with this realisation, there was a chance I'd relapse if I didn't keep my previous lessons I learned in mind. If I was to chase 'perfection' again and think too hard about whether I'm talented or not, there wouldn't be any stories written to prove that I can overcome those who are only a tiny bit more talented than me but put in less effort.

If I sought too much for recognition and inspiration from outside sources, then I'd might as well send my work to a publisher rather than keeping my work a hobby.

And if I truly wanted to write a story that isn't going to be dropped, then I must plan a consistent story in mind that has a beginning and end. I could only choose to write for my future self rather than the readers that might or may not be interested in my work.

Thank you for reading any be sure to comment if you want to request your own Analysis blog. Peace out~!

(Cover by Darkstar Dust)

This is a story I worked on ages ago that has been refined and edited by adding foreshadowing to events while also simplifying the power system better than before. This story can be considered a prequel to An Adventure Beyond Greatness as it takes place years prior to the events of that story.

Short Synopsis:
After retiring from the battlefield, my life became empty and lifeless. The regrets of my past haunt me in my sleep. Then a change occurred, a King from another world summoned me to fight for his kingdom, but I died even before I could give him my answer. Now, after a fake God allowed me to reincarnate (albeit imperfectly) with my memories intact, into a world filled with magic and swords.

Long Synopsis:
This is about a flawed protagonist who only knew to rely on others and not socialise who gets a second chance to change himself in order to live the life he aimed for in his past life. The narrator isn’t exactly trustworthy since it is purely in his bias perspective while other perspectives given by others fill in the blanks that he either leaves out or twists to suit the situation.

The story itself can be considered a parody of Isekai’s classic tropes which are given a sense of reality as time goes by. As there exists no ‘Demon Lord’, there is also no black and white, only characters opinions and counter-opinions throughout the story.

To My Dearest Readers,

First of all, thank you all very much for all the support you've given me in my journey of writing stories. Though I've felt depressed to the point of giving up my passion, you have all encouraged me to do my best. I really can't thank you enough.

As repayment to your kindness, I decided to revise this story to make it more beautiful but I'll still stick to the original concept so all the character's you've met will still be there. 

Also, I will be deleting the chapters here and reenter this story as a new novel and join the Webnovel Spirity Awards Spring 2020. I'll closely be working with a Content Editor to help me and guide me along the way so I can deliver the best story for you.

I'll keep the title as "The King's Beloved" so you can search it anytime. 

Once done with my revisions, I'll post the link here.

[Update] I am done with my revisions! Here's the link:

https://www.webnovel.com/book/16785081306356305/The-King's-Beloved

Hoping you could all support me again, and again, thank you very much!

Sincerely,
_Oracle_
aka
Macy_Bae

To My Dearest Readers, First of all, thank you all very much for all the support you've given me in my journey of writing stories. Though I've felt depressed to the point of giving up my passion, you have all encouraged me to do my best. I really can't thank you enough. As repayment to your kindness, I decided to revise this story to make it more beautiful but I'll still stick to the original concept so all the character's you've met will still be there. Also, I will be deleting the chapters here and reenter this story as a new novel and join the Webnovel Spirity Awards Spring 2020. I'll closely be working with a Content Editor to help me and guide me along the way so I can deliver the best story for you. I'll keep the title as "The King's Beloved" so you can search it anytime. [Update] Here's the link to the revised version: https://www.webnovel.com/book/16785081306356305/The-King's-Beloved PLS ADD TO YOUR LIBRARY Hoping you could all support me again, and again, thank you very much! Sincerely, _Oracle_ aka Macy_Bae

Thank you for reading my story. 
This is my first time writing. I will try my best to make feelings to be expressive despite not very good at it.

[ WARNING!! ]
Stories may have grammatical errors and I appreciate if found, please guide me and correct me so I could improve further. 

Once again, I apologies in advance should storyline is not good. I hope I can make it fulfilling fantasy and adventure to easy your thought. 

Thank you for giving me this chance. 
Without further ado, let me introduce you to...

~★ Spark of Hope ★~

Hello readers, this book is for me to practice my writing skill to become a better writer and author. If you find something wrong with any chapter please don't hesitate to comment about it. I would greatly appreciate it if you do so.

Now lets get started with the introduction shall we?

This book is about a world created by someone from a unique type of celestial race thats on top of the food chain in the omniverse. These beings are those who are both blessed and cursed at the same time by their creator god. You will find out more small bits about the being who created the game in the later chapters of this story as a sneak peek of the other book I'm currently creating. That book is called 'Infinitum, One of the Chosen Five Reincarnated Souls' which I'm not publishing any time soon.

The system format of the game is somewhat complicated and it is especially so when it comes to the sub-menu of status. Here is the system's main menu interface content: 

[Profile]

[Status]<Sub-Menu: Statistics, Foundations, Classes, Professions, Abilities>

[Skills]<Sub-Menu: Class Skills, Profession Skills, Defensive Skills, Offensive Skills, Strategic Skills, Charm Skills(Social Skills)>

[Companions](Later on in the story)<Sub-Menu: Familiars, Summons, Mounts, Pets>

[Shop]<Sub-Menu: Bloodlines, Profession Scrolls, Foundation Techniques, Foundation Items, Cultivation Techniques, Cultivation Items, Combat Techniques, Skill Books, Ability Awakening Items, Equipment, Special Items, Materials, Sell>

[Missions]<Sub-Menu: Daily Missons, Main Missions, Side Missions, Class Upgrade Missions, Profession Upgrade Missions, System Features Unlocking Missions>

[Research](Available when player's level rank has reached ☆☆☆A)<Sub-Menu: Body, Mind, Soul, Will, Core, Territory, Ability Training, Companion Skills and Abilities, Recipes/Blueprint(armor, weapons, jewelry, etc.)>

[Daily Lottery]<Sub-Menu: Equipment Lottery, Weapon Lottery, Random Item Lottery>

[Minigames]<Sub-Menu: Strategic, Puzzle, Quiz, Arcade, Mystery, Board, Card, Casino, Casual, Music, Sports, Educational>

Now for the player's assistant and guide. They are real beings living in a separate world while also being randomly chosen as the player's assistant based on compatibiliy. They and the world they live are also created by the creator of the game but their bodies in the game is actually a form of solid-astral projection so it means that they aren't completely a part of the game.

The story will be a little graphic during  a few fight scenes in the real world of the story so please if you can't stomach gore in a apocalypse theme novel don't test your mind's imagination and your stomach's tolerance. Remember health is wealth.

The world had become an apocalyptic playground for a demonic race that had cause a outbreak of zombies and mutated beasts upon humanity and the only way to fight them was through refining oneself and gaining strength from a virtual reality video game that suddenly appeared out of nowhere called Celestial's Space Core: Evolution's Might!

A celestial was gazing upon the sea of stars that twinkle in the sky with a heavy yet sorrow filled heart. Her very being was being pulled to another multiverse to be reborn to become even stronger and transcend into higher being than ever before, but her heart was reluctant to do so because of her love for her home and almost all the races that live there. She who was a human before her rebirth as a celestial because of her unique soul will nolonger be able to come back and humanity who will be facing disaster after she leaves will not be able to protect themselves. For her last ditch effort to saving humanity after she leaves, she created a game that will change humanity and give them the strength to survive.

In the end, Alt-nii and Niina told the whole story to Mom and Dad, who just laughed at what happened. I feel relieved at their reactions! But maybe, it's also because it didn't turn out into a mess! That was... a very close call.

After that, I told them the full details of my findings regarding my affinities. Nobody is uttering anything, I wonder why?

Their bodies just went stiff, as if somebody paralyzed them. Altaire's jaws slightly opened, and his eyes are widening. Mom and Dad's eyes are now vacant—they seem to be looking far away in the distance, but I wonder what are they looking at?

Without waiting, I proceeded to ask them the important question.

 

 

 

"Why won't everyone try the other magic elements one by one to find out their full affinity before the age of 6, if we can already use all of them just fine?"

At my question, finally, Mom snapped out of it and responded.

"That's because not everyone can really control the other magic just fine, Lyra... Some may exert too much energy to try the other affinity that they are not strong with, and trying such uncertainties may cause serious damage to them... And that's why, Lyra, I never give you any encouragement to try them one by one, and told you to focus on training your strong magic as we have practiced."

 

 

Geh—so that can happen?!

I shuddered, thinking about what might happen if I failed in my attempt...

So, the reason everyone else was completely silent while I elaborated the details of my findings was because... they are having the cold sweat on my experiment?!

Mom sighed and shook her head lightly. Her glance now shows a hint of nostalgia, as if remembering something she'd experienced from her past.

 

 

"I won't scold you for that, all that matters is that you're safe. ...oh well, I did the same thing as you did when I was a child, so that's why I can't be angry at you. But please, don't do it next time...," Mom explained.

"T, thanks, Mom, and I will consult you every time I want to do something new... but I think you should have warned me..."

"The book I gave you already had a warning written about it, and I told you to read the book carefully... Ah, you are just like me, aren't you? You skipped on the boring first page of training precautions, right? The first few points only detailed unimportant thing such as 'don't try any damaging magic to other people', 'don't try burning your house', 'pray for safety', and such, right?"

 

 

...Mom, you know me so well.

Yes, yes, I skipped the page after reading those tedious details!

 

 

"...like mother, like daughter," Dad says, in his amazement.

"...Perhaps I should try writing a better magic guide book for children like you and me...," Mom started to consider on writing a magic guide book on her own.

Yes, I fully support your decision, Mom!

"Ah, but Lyra, she didn't experience any kind of difficulty in experimenting with her magic like that... could it be...?" Dad said.

"Hmm?"

What is it, Dad?

"Ooh, you're right, Cyan!" Mom agreed.

Wait, wait, what are you talking about?

"That means, your mana capacity is high enough, Lyra!" Alt-nii answered my question.

"I, is that so?!" I was surprised at the sudden revelation.

So, that's the parameter?

"Yes, Lyra. We can be sure that your mana capacity will be superior than the majority... So, that's a good thing," Mom smiled.

 

 

Is that so?

That's great~!

 

 

"...wait a second, you said that you suspected yourself of being capable to use all magic within normal to strong range, with the exception of [Void]?!" Mom just realized that part of my explanation.

"Uhhh, I am not sure, but it doesn't take me so long to chant them and I'm not too tired... It's stated that using weak affinity magic would surely cause anyone to get tired more, right? So..."

"Really? Wow, I can't wait to find out the results of your second test~!"

Mom clapped her hands—her expression shows that of an excitement and nervousness at the same time. Dad shook his head lightly.

 

 

"That's absurd, nobody could have--..."

Dad seemed to murmur something, but I couldn't really hear what he's saying clearly. He must be talking to himself. Mom looks very happy and excited to hear my answer, and Dad's exasperated expression hasn't left his face just yet. 

I hope my family members won't develop any muscle spasm on their faces... I think they had quite the same expression on their faces during when I developed my fluent reading skills at the age of 3, and how fluent my speaking got after that point.

I wouldn't want to be the culprit behind my parents' increased wrinkles!!

 

 

Anyway... does that mean that being able to use all magic (except Void) without any weak affinity is really a rare thing to have?

I mean, I didn't pay any attention to magic and magic users in the past, I was way too consumed on swordsmanship, so...

But when I think back on how my parents described their affinities and how they were considered great for their multiple affinities—I think I can safely deduct that what I found about my magical ability is quite awesome?

Oooh, finally, is this the cheat God granted to me? I didn't ask for it, but...

If it is, then, it is a nice gift to be born with!

...only if I don't end up being too overpowered, though. Being overpowered equals to having lots of troubles!
And I just want to live a peacefully happy life this time around~
Yup, living my whole life like this might be good~

I smiled thinking about how it might be possible for me to spend the rest of my life like this. 

But wait a second. I think I forgot to ask something else.
Something else that bothered my mind during my independent practice session...
Dear little me, you have to remember and ask now, before it's too late!

A duke’s daughter wanted nothing in her life but the sweet nothingness of death, as she felt like her life served no purpose. Her wish was granted when she was killed in an unfortunate accident, yet in a sudden turn of events, she was forced to reincarnate.

As fate has it, she was reborn in her original world, but not directly after her death. As she is living her new life, she tries to forget the pain of her old life. But, what exactly is behind her reincarnation? Will she be able to live her new life to the fullest?

This is a slow-paced life journey of a reincarnated girl who's trying to find the meaning behind her past life and reincarnation.

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AN: Random tangential thing, but I'm quite divided about where I prefer to be writing (as in which application, not which location, I am quite certain that I like writing inside of my own bedroom). And yes, I know that is the weirdest dilemma to be having over a hundred chapters after starting writing on FanFiction. Anyway, so the first fifty-five chapters of this story were written in MS Word, but since then I switched to Google Docs, and uploaded the first 55 chapters to the same Drive folder as well, mostly for the purpose of preventing data loss. But now, because I've been doing a lot of writing-based personal projects, I've kind of been enjoying writing in MS Word, to the point where I kinda miss it when I'm writing in Docs...so I'm not sure what to do now. 

Also this chapter is taking FOREVER to write.

*** Gringotts

"Harry!" 

The young Potter woke up groggily to the sound of panicked screaming. He blinked his eyes open to see the face of his Godfather a little bit close to his own face. Fat tears fell from Sirius' eyes onto Harry's face.

"Gerroff," Harry mumbled.

Sirius blinked, "Harry!" he said, "You're alive!"

"I know that," Harry said looking around. He was no longer inside the chamber he had been led into, which had been in the heart of the Bank of Gringotts. He was lying on a bed in a mostly empty white-walled room, with one door and no windows.

He was enveloped in the tightest hug of his entire life by his Dogfather.

"The goblins said you were dead," Sirius blubbered, "They said it hadn't worked."

Harry gave a small smile, "You can get off me now," he said, and Sirius reluctantly did so, rubbing his red eyes. 

Harry was about to launch into the convoluted explanation of his current status as alive, but Sirius held up a hand, "You should probably wait until Amelia and Arcturus are here. I'm sure they'll want to know as well."

Harry cocked his head to one side, "But hadn't we decided it was too risky to bring so many high profile members of the Leaders of the Light? Why are they coming here?"

Sirius looked a bit sheepish, "I may or may not have panicked and contacted Amelia when we thought you were dead...seemed like a good idea at the time, you know, when we thought you were dead."

Harry didn't seem satisfied, but decided to let it go. After all, he was dead.
"What's going on here?" Harry heard the goblin who had been his guide earlier say.

"This can't be," the gravelly voice of Rumbleroar spoke in disbelief. 

Harry waved awkwardly at the two gaping goblins who had entered the chamber, but only for a second, as Amelia Bones marched into the room, following the goblins, with a face carved out of marble, and shoulders tense as could be.

"Your visitor is here," Harry's teller said weakly - and belatedly.

Said visitor stopped in her tracks, causing the man behind her to bump into her. Most likely already on a short fuse due to Harry's supposed death, Arcturus Black's voice was very tight as he said, "Move in, Amelia."

When she didn't, her marble expression melting in the blink of an eye to be replaced by the same surprise reflected by the goblins, Arcuturus moved her aside with his own hands, shoving the younger woman.

It was almost comical how every one of the people in the room assumed the exact same expression of disbelief.

Harry laughed nervously, "I guess I have a little bit of explaining to do."

*** Hogwarts

There was a war going on. It had been for almost two years now, and it was still going strong. The Leaders of the Light were all but confined to Hogwarts as their base of operations, and they were functioning with far smaller teams than their opponents. With the disappearance and probable death of Nicolas Flamel, the definite death of Albus Dumbledore, Babajide and Arcturus had taken over the job of commandeering the forces of the Light mostly upon themselves. Strike hard, get out quick, was the crux of their strategy. Avoiding the Darkness was key. Amelia was their political leader, taking care of the Times of the Phoenix, which had been banned by the Thicknesse Administration, but was being illicitly distributed amongst citizens of Magical Britain. Hogwarts continued to function. It's existence was tied in with the ancient magical laws of Britain, and Thicknesse had proved unable to outlaw the school altogether, meaning that the young of Magical Britain were still kept safe at the school, preventing them from being targeted and used by the Darkness.

Amongst all the other things going on in life, you couldn't really blame Harry for forgetting that he had his OWLs to take at the end of fifth year. 

Well, unless you were named Hermione Granger.

"We have exams tomorrow?" Harry blinked.

"I've been telling you that you should start revising for the last two weeks," Hermione said.

"It's fine, I'll be fine," Harry said dismissively.

"Don't get cocky, O Chosen One," Daphne Greengrass whacked Harry over the head with the book she was reading, seated on his other side.

"It's not being cocky if it's true!"

Hermione looked scandalised.

"It's not like you needed to study for most of these either, our training is well beyond OWL levels."

"With an intense focus on combat," Hermione reminded him, "You can transfigure rubble to projectiles but how's your table-to-horse coming along, hmm?"

Harry deflated, "Fair point," he grumbled, "Which exam is first?"

"Defence against the Dark Arts."

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, that'll be easy."

"Start studying for the potions exam the day after tomorrow then, smarty pants."

Harry deflated. Again.

*** After Exams

All things considered, Harry's OWLs certainly could have been worse. In fact, he was quite certain that he had passed quite admirably, considering he had nearly died in Gringotts Bank the other day and had a war to think about which consumed the majority of his free time, when he was not training or spending time with his two friends.

Hermione was, of course, extremely disappointed that exams were over, while being ecstatic with herself and her performance at the same time.

Daphne was apathetic at best, detached from the entire idea of there being any importance to the exams at all.

*** End of Chapter

"From his own experience, Harry knew that luck had never been on his side. At that moment he decided that he wouldn't rely on luck to solve his problems, he had to become smart, beyond the norm and talk his way through life. That's the only way he could survive." 

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Howdy fellas author here. I wanted to talk to you about my future plans. First of all such chapters tend to worry people so let me put your worries to rest no I am not dropping the novel nor am I going premium.  

Now what I wanted to talk about is what is the future of this book? Anyhow after I finish writing aka reach about 120k words. I will go into a deep rewrite which will not be posted here. It will then go to a proper editor and after that, I will take a bash at traditional publishing. I am rather doubtful I will be anywhere close to a  full resolution. But I will definitely keep it self contained.  After the last official chapter, it is quite likely I will do some short stories here and there to add more to the world. Before embarking into the creation of the second book.

Finally, if you want to tell me your thoughts personally, you can reach me at my correspondence email at petracentralclub@gmail.com(I made this email as a joke a while back but it will be a good way to use it positively.).

BEWARE POSSIBLE SPOILERS AHEAD.

Now I want to talk about my actual novel plans the book if I am being honest the book has had several possible forks in the road. Before reaching this point.

The biggest example is in the fourth chapter were Galahad survived, I was considering making this into a short story similar to a Greek tragedy. But I decided to add a redemption arc and create pseudo-fantasy guide to ruling. Other forks were the death of Baron Monver and the Killing of the Creature by Galahad. I shall not elaborate but those were some big ones. Furthermore, there are quite a few events I considered adding, but I didn't or I simply pushed back. I also want to have near-constant character building which means Galahad might change towards the better or worse depending on the events in the world and the people he meets.

END OF SPOILERS.

Finally please add some reviews. I need more feedback. Most of my personal friends and family find the book too hard to read as they are not native speakers or interested in the genre. Cheers and have a nice day.

Galahad had accomplished his lifelong goal of becoming a knight at the young age of 20, finally obtaining for himself that which every honorable man born in a classic Western fantasy desired: his very own fief!

Unfortunately, that was where his good fortune ran afoul.

Abandoned by his elder brother who was a mage of the court, conned by a slimy merchant into bankruptcy, and maimed by a Goblin army that had just finished burning his entire fief to the ground, Sir Galahad found out that the “right to rule” was not as glamorous as he had thought.

“Dear husband, you didn’t forget me, did you?!!”

That’s right! One should not forget being forced to marry the daughter of a commoner.

A proper Knight’s life is difficult!

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